With his spiritual thoughts sweeping out, Shentu Hengyu saw the endless ocean.

And in the rough waves of the ocean, there is a huge island hanging alone.

There are so many lush trees all over the island that the entire island is covered without even a trace of land being exposed.

This is Nanhai Shudao.

Shentu Hengyu was panic-stricken. He never thought that he would end up on the tree island after all the twists and turns.

"Is it true that the result of the fate deduction cannot be changed? Am I really going to die here this time?"

Shentu Hengyu's face was extremely ugly, and he was dissatisfied with Sansheng Baolian for the first time.

In his opinion, it would be great if instead of getting the Three Lives Lotus, he got an artifact that could deduce the secrets of heaven.

That way, he could also deduce his destiny, so how could he end up in the current situation.

"Calculate the time, there is still some time before the March period, no matter what, let's leave the tree island first."

"This time, I have to find someone who knows how to deduce fate and ask him to help me come up with ideas."

Thinking of this, Shentu Hengyu was about to leave.

But just as he stood up, he was suddenly stunned because he found that his feet seemed to be stuck to the Three Lives Lotus and he couldn't lift them up at all.

"What's going on? Why can't I leave?"

Shentu Hengyu was in disbelief and quickly used his mind to communicate with the Three Lives Lotus.

The next moment, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, as if he had eaten fly droppings.

Judging from the information fed back by Sansheng Baolian, he had forcibly increased the power of the inspired artifact by sacrificing the soul.

So now he is no longer the master of Sansheng Baolian, but has become the slave of the latter.

In this way, the one who holds the initiative between the two has become Sansheng Baolian.

As long as Baolian has no intention of leaving, Shentu Hengyu will not be able to leave the tree island even if he is beaten to death.

"Damn, how could this happen? When did I sacrifice my soul?"

Shentu Hengyu's face was ashen, but he couldn't recall what happened at the end of the battle in Dragon Burial Valley?

After all, at that time, he was just a puppet controlled by Zhu Qincang.

In the Hanhai Kingdom, the caravan was stationed on a mountainside.

It was already late at night, and everyone in the caravan had already gone to sleep, except for the guards who were on guard.

Next to a carriage, Jiang Hongyun was sitting cross-legged on the ground, while the black dog was lying next to her obediently, looking around cautiously.

"Xiao Hei, after today's practice, Brother Mu will leave. Don't you want to let him go?"

Jiang Hongyun stroked the dog's head and murmured to himself.

"Woof!"

The black dog barked softly, seeming to answer.

"Hey, you'd be lying if you said you're not worried. After all, the person he's facing this time is a mysterious being who we haven't figured out yet how powerful he is."

Jiang Hongyun sighed: "But there is no way, the fake death plan must be carried out, otherwise when the foreseen day comes, he will really die, so he must rewrite the future in advance."

The woman looked back at the carriage: "Now we can only hope that his plan will go smoothly."

In the carriage.

Zhao Mu closed his eyes and practiced, and streams of mana flowed in his body according to the practice route of "The Mysterious Sutra of Integration of Ten Thousand Dharmas".

This "Ten Thousand Dharma Fusion Cauldron Mysterious Sutra" is indeed overbearing. As soon as Zhao Mu started practicing a few days ago, the "Great Sun Canglong Temple" he had practiced for many years was forcibly devoured and fused.

"Big Sun Canglong Temple" is only one of the three most powerful techniques of Ziwei Dao Sect.

After integrating "Da Sun Cang Long Temple", Zhao Mu integrated the other two techniques as well as all the superior techniques he had seen in the Ziwei Daomen Library Pavilion.

There are also techniques from Jinghong Sword Sect and Yunxia Taoist Temple, which are no exception.

Now, as long as he integrates the "Three Generations of Buddhism", he can complete the preliminary practice of "The Cauldron of All Dharmas".

Three balls of nine-color brilliance appeared in Zhao Mu's hand and slowly floated to his chest.

These three groups of nine-colored brilliance were sent from the incarnation of Liuli, and what was recorded in them was the "Three Generations of Buddha Dharma".

Zhao Mu's thoughts moved slightly, and the light ball recording the "Past Lighting Method" slowly sank into his chest.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a powerful and strange devouring power emitted from Zhao Mu's body.

The light group that entered the body was directly shattered, and countless information from the "Past Burning Deng Technique" rushed out like a torrential flood, and was forcibly crushed and fused by the "Ten Thousand Methods Fusion Cauldron Mysterious Sutra".

The greatest feature of "The Mysterious Sutra of Integration of Ten Thousand Methods" is that it can crush and fuse all the techniques, and eliminate the essentials while retaining the essentials.

In other words, the more other skills this skill is integrated with, and the more advanced the merged skills are, the more powerful and perfect it will be.

Until one day, when the fusion of skills reaches a certain limit, the cultivator will be able to realize the gods in the world and be invincible to all living beings.

As the "Past Lighting Dharma" was integrated, the "Tathagata Dharma of the Present World" and the "Future Maitreya Dharma" also entered Zhao Mu's body one after another.

Time passed by minute by minute.

When it was almost dawn, a huge power suddenly surged out of Zhao Mu's body, and the restrictions in the vibrating carriage flashed crazily.

Fortunately, a ban was placed in the carriage in advance, otherwise once this power spreads, the entire caravan would probably be suppressed to death.

"Finally it worked!"

Zhao Mu took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

I saw a fierce gaze flashing in his eyes. At that moment, it was as if his whole body had turned into a gluttonous giant beast.

At this time, he not only cultivated the "Mysterious Scripture of the Integration of All Laws", but also advanced his cultivation and entered the Night Wandering Realm.

Zhao Mu raised his palm, and a black magic power swam at his fingertips like a spirit snake, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

"This "Mysterious Scripture of the Integration of All Laws" seems to be stronger than I expected."

He smiled with satisfaction, stood up, opened the door and got off the carriage.

"How is it, did you cultivate it?"

Jiang Hongyun hurriedly stood up and asked.

"Well, I have completed the cultivation."

Zhao Mu nodded and gently took Jiang Hongyun's hand: "The battle of Tree Island is about to begin, and I should go too. Don't worry, this plan is very thorough, and I won't get into trouble."

"Well, I believe you."

Jiang Hongyun said she believed, but her pretty eyes were still full of worry.

"However, no matter how thorough the plan is, there is still the possibility of accidents, so you must be more careful, I'll wait for you to come back."

"Okay."

Zhao Mu comforted softly, then squeezed the woman's hand, flew up, and left firmly.

Although the love between young men and women makes people addicted, he knows very well what is the most important thing now.

That mysterious existence has always been eyeing him secretly. If he doesn't divert his attention, he will be unable to sleep or eat.

"Unfortunately, I haven't figured out the real reason why that person is targeting me so far?"

"If I knew, I would be able to deal with it better, but unfortunately..."

Zhao Mu shook his head, and his figure quickly flew across the sky and flew to the outside of the Hanhai country.

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