Muchen found the only useful thing that Gui Mochou left for him, which was everything about the realm.
Domain is a great supernatural power that can only be understood during the stage of becoming a god. It can also be considered as a manifestation of the immortal cultivator's understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.
Only when you reach the stage of becoming a god can you be qualified to communicate with heaven and earth. This is also the only condition for generating a realm.
"Is there a possibility that I can use the power of the true source to recreate his domain?"
Muchen's heart skipped a beat. If this thing really happened, it would definitely benefit a lot.
He asked the old woman again, but learned that the true source of power was everywhere and could be found there.
Muchen simply sat cross-legged on the beach to see if he could get any inspiration.
Time passed by minute by second, and three hours later, a large cloud of turbid air condensed in front of Muchen.
This air mass continued to deform in front of Muchen, and finally dissipated.
"The power of this source is endless and can be extracted, but why can't I sense the existence of a trace of the power of the true source?"
Mu Chen naturally cannot be satisfied with the limited source power at the moment. What he wants is the most perfect true source power in the world.
He pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure it out. Feeling bored, he gave up practicing and started walking on the beach.
"Fellow Taoist Muchen, how long do you plan to stay here."
Sima Haokong came over. He had experienced a lot in the past year and his whole person had become much more stable.
Muchen thought for a while and said: "We are here, at least let me capture a trace of the power of the true source before going back. Don't forget, there is an old monster waiting for us at the door."
Sima Haokong smiled sadly and began to tell what he had experienced this year.
After Sima Haokong tried his best to pass the mirror level, he was blocked by Gui Mochou and five blood-clothed Nascent Souls.
They waited for all the top ten disciples to pass the test, but they waited and waited, but did not wait for the most critical Muchen.
Gui Mochou was obviously very anxious before he could wait for Muchen, but logically speaking, two months had passed and there was only one possibility before Muchen came out, that is, he died in the level.
With no other choice, Gui Mochou had no choice but to hit the road.
Wang Fu was killed on the spot by Gui Mochou because he wanted to resist. Except for Sima Haokong and Hua Yumen's Anzi, everyone else was pushed out by Gui Mochou and treated as ashes.
Because of the help of the tomb guards, they relied on the suppression of the Wusheng Order to eliminate all the tomb guard forces.
It wasn't until they met the ghost cultivator in the Hedao stage that they were trapped.
"The Blood Demon Palace has completely disappeared from now on. I am also a blessing in disguise. I have achieved the true fire of Samadhi. However... Brother Muchen, you are exaggerating. You have actually been promoted to the late stage of the Golden Core!"
Sima Haokong was shocked, while Muchen looked indifferent, patted him and said:
"What kind of brothers are these? Think about it, we both killed a guy in the Hedao stage. What can be more exaggerated than this?"
Sima Haokong scratched his head: "What Fellow Taoist Muchen said is absolutely true. After experiencing so much, I am a little confused. I don't know what the purpose of cultivating immortality is."
Muchen looked at the calm sea and said: "It's normal for you to be confused. The Blood Demon Ancestor has lived for thousands of years and still hasn't understood. Is it really because of how deep his love is that he wants to resurrect his Taoist companion?
More importantly, he is still unwilling to give up his emotions and desires, he still wants to be a human being."
Sima Haokong shook his head: "But we are immortal cultivators. Becoming an immortal is our ultimate goal, so we should cut off the seven emotions and six desires."
Muchen was silent for a while and said: "Is it true that immortals do not have emotions and desires? I think it is unlikely."
He stood up with a deep look in his eyes: "As long as it is a living creature, it must have desires. This is the basis of life. Survival, reproduction, and eating are the most basic desires."
"The great road is simple. How can people be ruthless if they are not grass and trees? Cutting off the seven emotions and six desires is simply impossible in my opinion. Those who cultivate are not immortals, but stones!"
Faintly, Muchen seemed to have caught something important.
"It's really remarkable that you can see things so clearly at such a young age."
The old woman walked up to them with a smile on her face.
Muchen's heart moved, and he raised his hands to the old woman: "I would like to ask senior, in these tens of thousands of years, will your emotions become indifferent with time?"
The old woman nodded: "Then let me tell you. First of all, you are right. The seven emotions and six desires are the basis of living. For those who have lived a long life, it is impossible to completely cut off the immortality, because the cultivation itself is a desire.
Whether it is seeking immortality, seeking fame, seeking profit, or for some other purpose, you must be driven by desire to cultivate immortality."
"In tens of thousands of years, I have had a period of time without emotions, but if I continue in that state, the outcome will inevitably be death."
"As time goes by, immortal cultivators may become more and more calculating and possess more and more wisdom, but they will never be able to see through everything with an absolutely indifferent emotion. Living creatures will have needs, so
There will be desire.”
"The emotions of life will never be exhausted by time. As a person lives longer, his emotions will only continue to change, but they will never return to zero."
"This is the avenue of life that I have understood, and it is also the outlook on life of that hero back then."
Muchen nodded slowly, his eyes gradually became ethereal, and he entered a state of enlightenment.
His eyes moved from the sea to the sky. There were a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, like a lonely boat on the sea.
"White clouds and gray dogs, the dead are like this, even the ghosts are eager to live, then what is the end of our cultivation of immortality?"
Muchen closed his eyes, and then he began to have an epiphany.
He sat down cross-legged, his body floating in the air.
This time he truly felt the power of the true source, which was an invisible and colorless energy. It was not accurate to say it was energy, as it was an unknown form.
As the old woman said, the power of this true source is really everywhere.
He absorbed the power of these true sources and carved one mysterious thing after another in his sea of consciousness.
Sima Haokong also had some insights, but he was not as transparent as Muchen.
"Is Brother Muchen about to break through again?"
Sima Haokong is now used to strange things. He has seen too many impossible things in Muchen. As long as Muchen doesn't ascend in the daytime, he won't be surprised at all.
The sparrow flew over with fluttering little wings and landed on Sima Haokong's shoulder.
"No, he is forming a field...a unique golden elixir stage field!"