Cultivating the Dao, Starting with Farming

As the sword-shaped totem gradually solidified, the space around Wanjian Mountain was distorted, and a powerful breath emanated from the depths of the sword mountain. It was the ultimate charm of the sword, the essence of the sword spirit that had been precipitated over the years. This breath made the surrounding chaotic energy retreat, as if some unspeakable power was brewing.

Li Mu floated in the air in front of Wanjian Mountain, his eyes were like torches, and he had already felt that Wanjian Mountain was undergoing a transformation. The sword spirit of 1,500 seventh-level swords was integrated into it, and under the cleansing, from quantitative change to qualitative change, Wanjian Mountain was about to be promoted.

On the sword-shaped totem, the dragon-shaped spiritual pattern and the sword pattern intertwined more and more densely, bursting out dazzling sword light, and then merged together, and sank into the body of Wanjian Mountain.

The next moment, the dark mountain of Wanjian Mountain began to peel off, and pieces of it were carved by sword intent, forming countless delicate sword patterns. The silver-bright mountain, like a mirror, gradually revealed itself. Those sword patterns were not just decorations, they contained endless sword intent and extremely pervasive sword energy.

Wanjian Mountain seemed to come alive, and powerful sword energy gushed out from the mountain, rushing straight into the sky. A huge sword intent field was formed in an instant, completely enveloping Wanjian Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, Wanjian Mountain was completely reborn, and the dark mountain was completely peeled off, revealing the bright sword veins hidden underneath, like a giant dragon condensed by countless swords, winding and circling above the sword mountain.

The ten thousand seven-spirit swords on Wanjian Mountain flew out of the mountain one after another, and they seemed to have been promoted accordingly. Ten thousand swords rang together, and the sword intent was high. They turned into bright sword lights, flew out of the sword mountain, and excitedly circled and intertwined around Wanjian Mountain. They danced in the air, as if announcing to the world the successful promotion of Wanjian Mountain.

The injured fifth-order spirit swords and broken sixth-order spirit swords were nourished and repaired as the Wanjians were promoted. The cracks on the swords gradually healed and the light reappeared, as if they had also undergone a transformation and were promoted to a higher level.

Ten thousand spirit swords seemed to have been reborn. They danced happily in the air, and together with the ten thousand seven-spirit swords, they embellished the entire chaotic space with dazzling brilliance.

As for the 1,500 seventh-order Dao swords, they were like one body, becoming the object of the fifth-order and sixth-order spirit swords. The core of the main body of Wanjian Mountain also radiated an unprecedented sword intent.

Li Mu narrowed his eyes and happily witnessed Wanjian Mountain's "congratulations" without interrupting him. With his innate magical power-recognizing all spirits, the attributes of Wanjian Mountain that successfully promoted to the eighth-order extreme Dao weapon were all presented in front of him.

【Wanjian Mountain】

【Grade: Eighth-level Extreme Dao Soldier】

【Features: Dragon Vein Sword Ridge, Endless Sword Intent, Sword Heart Clear, Sword Realm Domain, Sword Dao Peak, Sword Heart Connected, Ten Thousand Swords Returned to One, Commanding Ten Thousand Swords】

【Status: Successfully promoted to Eighth-level Extreme Dao Soldier, weapon spirit transformed. 】

【Based on the seventh-level spiritual ore - meteorite crystal core, with ten thousand high-level sword spirits as sacrifice, absorbed and integrated the sword essence of 1,500 seventh-level Dao swords, the sword ridge appeared, the sword veins condensed, the sword intent was like a dragon, winding and circling, and the eighth-level extreme Dao Soldier was achieved. This weapon weighs more than 100 million pounds, the sword domain is boundless, and ten thousand swords bow down. 】

Wanjian Mountain sensed the gaze of its master, and it quickly called the ten thousand spirit swords, and quickly called the ten thousand spirit swords back to their positions.

At the top of Wanjian Mountain, a dazzling light suddenly burst out, and an ancient and solemn atmosphere spread out. As the light gradually converged, a figure slowly walked out of Wanjian Mountain. It was the spirit of Wanjian Mountain. At this moment, it had transformed into a sturdy man, wearing a tight black suit, with clear muscle lines, carrying a giant heavy sword that complemented his body shape. On the sword body, there was a faint sword light. The man was like a heavy sword, calm and unstoppable.

The black-clothed man's eyes were deep, like two sword pools that could see through people's hearts. He slowly raised his head and looked at Li Mu floating in the air. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes flashed with boundless gratitude and admiration.

"Jianshan, meet the master!"

"Jianshan has been promoted to the eighth level of the ultimate Dao weapon. From now on, your will is the direction of my sword."

The man in black walked to Li Mu, and his deep voice was full of endless gratitude and loyalty to Li Mu. He bowed slightly in the air. Although the movement was not big, it was full of solemnity and piety.

"Okay, okay! It's your chance to be promoted so quickly!" Li Mu nodded happily, and was a little surprised at the form of the Wanjianshan weapon spirit.

The weapon spirits have their own characteristics. The weapon spirit of the Huajie Baofu is a five-colored real dragon, the Chaos Spirit Banner is a gray little whale, and Wanjianshan is a sword-wielding male cultivator. It is quite peculiar, but it is also very close to the essence of sword cultivation.

"I still need to retreat for a while, you return to your body first!"

Li Mu looked at the Wanjianshan weapon spirit and smiled and ordered.

"Yes, Master."

Wan Jianshan gladly obeyed the order. The next moment, his figure began to blur and turned into a small silver mountain, shrinking rapidly, and then flew towards Li Mu, sinking into the sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows, and disappeared.

Li Mu took out two bottles of elixirs from the Tianxuan Ring, poured out two "Jade Dew Pills" to restore his true essence, quickly replenishing his true essence that was almost exhausted due to drawing talismans, and then poured out two "Taixuan Qingshen Pills", swallowing the pills without hesitation to relieve the mental fatigue and mana loss caused by long-term refining.

The pill melted in his mouth, and a warm force flowed in Li Mu's body, nourishing his true essence and soul, and his face, which was slightly pale due to refining, gradually regained its blood color.

Three months passed in a flash, and Xuantian Sword Sect arrived at the day of the opening of the ancestor's altar in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the entire Xuantian Sword Sect was immersed in a solemn and sacred atmosphere. In the sect square, several elders lined up neatly, with awe and trepidation on their faces.

In the sky, colorful clouds gathered again, and the clouds were full of rays of light, as if the heaven and earth were prelude to this grand event. As a distant and deep bell sounded, Elder Xuantian led the three Taoists and the elders to slowly walk towards the ancestor altar.

On the altar, an ancient altar stood quietly, engraved with mysterious spiritual patterns. Elder Xuantian walked to the altar, took a deep breath, then took out the Xuantian sword from his waist, slowly raised it over his head and placed it in the altar.

The Xuantian sword is the sword of the founder of the Xuantian Sword Sect. It is the certification of the identity of the master of each Xuantian Sword Sect. It is also an indispensable key to open the ancestor altar and contact the ancestor of the upper world.

When the tip of the Xuantian Sword touched a specific spiritual pattern in the center of the altar, the entire altar suddenly burst into dazzling light, and an ancient and powerful aura instantly spread, making everyone in the entire sect square feel a shock from the depths of their souls.

In the light, the spiritual patterns on the altar seemed to be activated, began to flow slowly, and released an indescribable power. This power seemed to resonate with the Xuantian Sword, and seemed to be connected with the history and heritage of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

The old man Xuantian had a solemn face, pinched his hands, moved his lips up and down, chanted a spell, and injected a large amount of true energy into the altar. Soon, the light on the altar became stronger and stronger, and the Xuantian Sword seemed to be injected with powerful power. The patterns on the sword body flickered and released bursts of sword energy, which complemented the light on the altar.

Just when the spell reached its most passionate point, a tiny crack suddenly appeared in the center of the altar, and then an illusory and dazzling spiritual mirror slowly emerged, emitting a soft but dazzling light, as if it could see through everything in the world, and seemed to be connected to another distant world.

The picture in the mirror gradually became clear, showing a vast and boundless fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist - the fairy world, which was the holy land where the upper world - Xuantian Sword Sect was located. In the picture, in the clouds and mist, towering palaces were suspended in the air, surrounded by fairy air, and spirit beasts soared, a peaceful and sacred scene.

In the deepest part of the palace, a young man in white clothes and long hair finally appeared in the mirror. His eyes were deep and full of vicissitudes, and his eyebrows revealed endless majesty.

"Spiritual world, Xuantian Sword! Are you the current leader of Xuantian Sword Sect?"

The young man's voice was like the sound of nature, passing through the barrier of the void, and clearly echoing around the altar, reaching the ears of Elder Xuantian, the three Dao Lords Chen Qingxuan, and a group of elders of the sect.

"Are you Master Taixuan?"

Old Man Xuantian was refreshed, and hurriedly bowed to salute, his tone full of excitement and admiration. Behind him, the three Dao Lords Chen Qingxuan and a group of elders of the sect also saluted, and the whole square was solemn.

"I didn't expect you to recognize me. The spiritual world and the immortal world have been closed for ten thousand years, and the lower world is no longer in contact with the upper world. I didn't expect to see someone from the lower sect of the spiritual world again today." Taixuan's face remained deep and unchanged, and his calm voice crossed the boundaries of time and space through the spirit mirror and was clearly heard by everyone.

"Reporting to the Grand Master, it is not that I do not want to contact the sect in the upper realm, set up the altar, and communicate with the upper realm. It is a heavy burden on the Xuantian Sword and will damage its foundation. Therefore, I dare not open it easily unless it is absolutely necessary." There was a hint of helplessness in the tone of the old man Xuantian, but it also revealed the cherishment and awe of the sect's treasure Xuantian Sword.

"Oh! Then why did you open the altar again this time?" Tai Xuan replied woodenly and asked indifferently.

"Reporting to the Grand Master, the Demon Abyss forces invaded this world with the intention of destroying the three-world seal formation. We have slightly destroyed the actions of the Demon Abyss forces, but the Demon Abyss forces will never give up. The next offensive will be more fierce. I am worried that it is difficult to resist the invasion of the Demon Abyss forces with our own strength. Now, the spiritual world is facing a dangerous situation of spiritual energy depletion, so I have no choice but to open the altar and ask the ancestors of the upper realm to point out the way and help the Sword Sect of the Spiritual World to overcome the crisis." The old man Xuantian lowered his posture and responded respectfully.

Hearing this, Taixuan's eyes became deeper, and he nodded slightly, as if thinking about something.

"Master, this time when the altar is opened, I dare to ask, my master, Xuanzhen, he..." Seeing that Taixuan did not respond for a long time, old man Xuantian hurriedly continued to ask.

Taixuan's unchanging expression condensed slightly, and the eyes seemed to penetrate the boundaries of time and space and return to the distant past. After a while, he replied: "Your master, Xuanzhen, uh, he has been immortal for many years."

After hearing this, old man Xuantian and the Taoist masters and elders behind him froze.

Master Xuanzhen was the last cultivator of the spirit world-Xuantian Sword Sect to fly to the fairy world. His immortality means that Xuantian Sword Sect has lost another layer of direct contact and protection in the fairy world.

"I already know about this matter. I will send people to investigate the great formation of the sealed world and the movements of the forces of the Demon Abyss. If the great formation is really broken and the spirit world is in trouble, I will not sit idly by. Don't worry!" Taixuan seemed to be aroused by a trace of human feelings, and promised everyone.

After receiving the promise of Taixuan's great-grandmaster, the heavy stone in the hearts of old man Xuantian and a group of elders finally fell to the ground. They knew that although the great-grandmaster Xuanzhen had passed away, the power of the Xuantian Sword Sect in the upper world was still their strong backing.

"Thank you, great-grandmaster!" Old man Xuantian bowed again, his tone full of gratitude.

Taixuan nodded, his figure gradually blurred in the spirit mirror, and finally disappeared, the light on the altar gradually converged, and everything returned to calm.

At this time, in the Demon Abyss Realm, a plan to break the Chaos Sealing Array was quietly launched.

After the Immortal Demon God successfully persuaded the Immortal Emperor Tianfeng to cooperate in breaking the Chaos Sealing Array, jointly suppress the human race, and eliminate the human cultivators who practiced the Chaos Avenue, he began to act.

At the same time, the Black Eagle Demon God had completed the collection of the Devouring Demon Ants. The Devouring Demon Ants belonged to the sixth-level demon insects, and they were born with powerful soul-devouring power. They were dark all over, like the purest darkness in the middle of the night, emitting a faint blue light. This blue light was the manifestation of the soul-devouring power in their bodies, which was both mysterious and dangerous.

Although the Devouring Demon Ants were small in size, each of them contained amazing power. Their heads were triangular, and the front end was sharp like a cone. That was the tool they used to pierce and absorb spiritual energy. And their eyes were two tiny red beads, flashing with cunning and greedy light, as if they could see through all the spiritual energy.

Their bodies are covered with a thin layer of carapace, which is not only extremely hard, but also can resist spell attacks to a certain extent. Their legs are like six tiny blades, which can move quickly on any terrain, whether it is rock, sand or void.

When the Devouring Demon Ants gather together, they will release a special energy fluctuation, which can interfere with the surrounding space structure, making them almost unhindered when crossing space. At the same time, this fluctuation can also enhance the connection between them, allowing them to form a tighter formation when attacking and exert greater power.

At this time, the Black Eagle Demon God stood on the abyss of the Demon Abyss Realm, with hundreds of millions of Devouring Demon Ants behind him. They were like a rolling black ocean, covering the sky tightly.

"Good tricks! Where did you get so many Devouring Demon Ants? This thing is not so easy to cultivate!" The Immortal Demon God looked at the black ocean behind the Black Eagle Demon God, which covered the sky and the sun, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and praised.

"Your methods are not bad. You actually persuaded Tianfeng to cooperate with you." The Black Eagle Demon God had a smug smile on his face. He looked at the Immortal Demon God with a hint of surprise in his eyes and said puzzledly.

"Don't ask more questions about this. Let's get started!" The Immortal Demon God waved his hand and interrupted the Black Eagle Demon God. He looked solemnly into the distance, in the direction of the Chaos Sealing Array. (End of this chapter)