Longevity starts with learning

Chu Mu was still standing alone at the lakeside pier.

The boat was still parked at the side of the pier, and the man who had returned from fishing was busy moving the fish he caught ashore to sell.

As for how long he had been observing, he could no longer remember.

But vaguely, he also understood why this person was so strange.

This person did not seem to be a real living being.

In other words, this person was not the alien creature he guessed who stepped into the Taixu Illusionary Realm, became a mortal here, and then had some kind of accident and sank here.

He, perhaps like all the living beings in this world, was a fate intercepted by the Taixu Illusionary Realm.

This person, who was in the power to build this mortal land, must be a Hedao cultivator.

In the process of practicing in the real mortal land, the mortal land was captured and intercepted by the Taixu Illusionary Realm.

Normally, a Hedao cultivator, whether he is the rules or the body is in harmony with the Tao, is already mixed and one, and will definitely not be affected by external forces to intercept his own rules and destiny.

But there should be some unknown changes that caused this person to be anchored and intercepted.

However, what was pulled into the Great Illusionary Realm should not be his real body, but only a part of the origin of the rules.

Therefore, this person has such a performance that is almost one with the world, and it is difficult to wake up and break free from sinking.

In this case, if this person's real body is still alive in the outside world, it should have lost its self and is deeply trapped in the real mortal land.

A series of judgments and guesses appeared in his mind.

Indistinctly, Chu Mu also had some clues on how to spy on the connection between this man and this strange interface.

This boy has become one with this world, and this world originated from the Great Illusionary Realm.

Perhaps he didn't need to completely lock his target on this man. He should go around and start from the source of the Taixu Illusion...

Chu Mu looked down at the Taixu Certificate in his palm. Since he entered the Taixu Illusion, this Taixu Certificate has lost all its mysteries, like a dead object, without any breath fluctuations.

Now...

Chu Mu looked up at the sky. After thinking for only a moment, his eyes suddenly focused and locked onto a cloud in the sky.

"Why don't you show up and talk?"

Then Chu Mu spoke slowly, his voice calm and low.

"Human race?"

At this moment, the slightly doubtful voice transmission appeared above the clouds. At the same time, a cloud with a radius of only a few dozen feet burst like a bubble, and a metal body hundreds of feet high suddenly appeared.

The metal body was humanoid, hundreds of feet tall, with a brilliant blue light on the body, and streamlined marks extending from the chest to the limbs.

Behind it was a pair of giant wings of light and shadow, extending hundreds of feet to the left and right.

Its head had two horns pointing to the sky, and a single eye on its forehead, like a huge beautiful gem.

Contrary to his expectations, the person who came was not a real fusion power, and his cultivation was even weaker than his, only at the middle stage of the Dharma phase.

Chu Mu felt a little relieved. While looking at each other, he looked at the metal giant that suddenly appeared. Chu Mu subconsciously looked for the corresponding racial characteristics in his memory.

A series of racial names emerged, but none of them completely matched this metal giant.

In this case, either it is a non-spiritual race, or it is a race that has just descended from another world to the spiritual world and has not been widely circulated.

Chu Mu asked in a deep voice, and the interweaving of divine thoughts also eliminated all language barriers.

"Chu is a human. I wonder which race you belong to?"

"I am the guardian of the Light Winged Golden Spirit Clan. Daoyou can call me Chu."

The giant slowly descended from the sky, with his huge metal right arm across his body, as if it was some kind of etiquette.

Chu Mu clasped his hands and said, "Human Chu Mu."

"I have been searching for the Lost Trace for many years, and I have encountered many twists and turns. I never thought that this person would be surpassed by you, Daoyou..."

The metal giant looked at the man behind the fish stall at the pier, and seemed to be a little emotional, but his unique metal sound made it difficult to see his specific emotions.

"Lost Trace?"

Chu Mu's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the metal giant without saying a word.

"The Lost Trace is not unique. Chu is willing to pay a hundred rule crystals. I wonder if you are willing to share this Lost Trace with Chu?"

The metal giant was very straightforward, and the mark on his chest moved slightly. One by one, diamond-shaped crystals emitting unique spiritual light hung in front of him, as gorgeous as a sea of ​​stars.

Chu Mu was naturally familiar with such crystals.

In the spirit world, at the level of rules, the existence of spirit stones, even the best spirit stones, often lost the function of currency.

The currency at the rule level is anchored on the rules.

That is, rule crystals.

The so-called rule crystals are either created by the creation of heaven and earth.

For example, when the world is destroyed, the rules collide, and the phenomena are generated, a large number of rule crystals will be born.

For example, some strange places in the world can also give birth to rule crystals.

However, these are often not touched by ordinary people. The most widespread ones are condensed by rule cultivators.

Every rule cultivator can collect the rule aura that is scattered from himself and condense it through secret methods. Of course, if he does not hesitate to lose his cultivation, he can also directly use his own rules as nutrients to melt rule crystals.

According to the different cultivation levels, the quality of the rules that condense the rule crystals is different. The rule crystals are divided into four levels: upper, middle, lower, and best.

They correspond to the quality of the rules of the four rule realms of transformation, Dharma, fusion, and Mahayana.

As the name implies, the crystals formed by the condensation of rules naturally have great versatility.

For example, he repaired the rules of the furnace and assisted the rules of all things.

As long as the quality of the crystals of the rules of all things is sufficient, they are undoubtedly applicable to him.

If he condenses the crystals of rules, as long as he masters the rules, he can also condense the crystals of rules of corresponding quality.

In the Qingqiu Treasure House, the most devoured thing is the crystals of rules.

At present, the crystals of rules are obviously not the key.

The key lies in what he said...

"The Mark of Loss?"

Chu Mu thought secretly. In his cognition, there seemed to be no information that could correspond to the Mark of Loss mentioned by this boy.

And according to what he said, this man who was intercepted by the Taixu Illusion for some unknown reason was... the Mark of Loss.

Why is there such a name?

Chu Mu pondered for a while, and did not pretend to be profound. After bowing, he said frankly: "May I ask, fellow Taoist, what is the Lost Trace?"

The metal giant was a little surprised: "Fellow Taoist, you can search here and lock on the existence of this person, why don't you know about the Lost Trace?"

Chu Mu did not hide anything. Except for the existence of Linghui, he told the whole process:

"After Chu succeeded in the Transformation of Mortals, by chance, he sensed the fluctuations of the breath of a group of Transformation of Mortals in the world. After noticing the abnormality of this person, he came here to find him..."

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