King of the Fairy City

Ye Mo quickly found some records about this Zuowang Sutra.

"The Sutra of Sitting and Forgetting is a technique that was discussed by a group of ancient immortal cultivators. It was shelved because of major flaws."

Ye Mo frowned and continued reading.

However, regarding the Zuowang Sutra, Lord Hanbing only left a few words, which could not satisfy Ye Mo's curiosity at all.

Not finding any more information, Ye Mo could only put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being. He made up his mind to investigate the Zuo Wang Jing, even if he went to the Fairy City Alliance headquarters.

There was a feeling telling Ye Mo that this was important.

"Sit down and forget the sutras, sit down and forget about selflessness. In the end, you will even forget yourself, so why are you still cultivating immortality?"

Ye Mo was surprised when faced with the Zuo Wang Jing in his mind.

Especially when he saw the chapter about the promotion to the peak of Qi refining and foundation building, if he could not break through, he would become a soulless living dead. He was even more frightened. He was curious about how the ancients overcame this difficulty.

According to what the Zuowang Sutra says, all the breath in the body should be restrained, all emotions, breath, and mental energy should be restrained so that no trace of one's own energy is leaked out, and all is transformed into Yuan.

Ye Mo was a little worried, then shook his head mockingly.

Now that Ye Mo has already reached the peak of the middle stage of the Golden Core, he is naturally not afraid of sitting at the small level where he forgets to refine his Qi and advance to the foundation building level. He immediately concentrates on calming down, collects his breath, and slowly starts practicing.

Ye Mo's vision naturally alarmed the old demon San Yuan Ying.

"Haha, this kid's breath is getting weaker and weaker, and he can't hold on anymore?"

The ancestor of the sea monster dragon laughed with indescribable joy. Ye Mo's pain was its greatest happiness.

"It seems that we will be able to leave soon."

The ancestor of the Kraken Shark exclaimed that it had long been tired of staying in the cold current, and the warm ocean was the harbor for the Kraken Shark family.

The ancestor of the Siren Chapter squinted his eyes and watched Ye Mo's breath disappear little by little. In the end, he couldn't even feel the breath of life, but he always felt that something was wrong.

However, facing the excited Siren Dragon Ancestor, it didn't know what to say, and besides, it was just a feeling.

This wait is more than half a month.

Ye Mo was like a cold stone, without any breath on his body. If he hadn't seen that the color on Ye Mo's face had not completely faded away, the Three Yuan Ying old demon would have concluded that Ye Mo was dead.

Ye Mo, who was immersed in cultivation, and the old demon of San Yuan Ying who was staring at Ye Mo didn't notice that the purple brilliance was extremely restrained on the inconspicuous ancient painting on Ye Mo's waist.

At this time, earth-shaking changes had taken place in the ancient paintings.

The earth kept roaring, and the sea that Ye Mo created by letting the ancient paintings absorb the sea water was constantly churning. Whether it was the black blood turtle, the sea spirit horse or the sea monster dolphin, they all came to the shore and looked at it all in stunned silence.

In the ancient paintings, the original barrier at the edge of the sea is slowly receding, replaced by an endless gray space.

Over the land, huge purple thunder and lightning flashed from time to time.

"ah"

Suddenly, many memories appeared in Ah Li's mind. She was in great pain. Uncontrollable chaos broke out in her body. The surrounding buildings were in a mess. Even the two demons Ah Zhi and Xuan Yue Sword Master couldn't suppress Ah Li.

"What happened to Master?"

Ah Zhi's voice was full of anxiety. Even when Ye Mo was promoted to the Golden Core stage, the ancient paintings had not changed so much.

"Sword Master, you hold down Ah Li while I contact the master."

They were vaguely aware of what happened to Ye Mo before, but at this time all the sensations were cut off, and A Zhi didn't know what happened.

Xuanyue Sword Master frowned. He was once at the peak level of Nascent Soul, but when faced with Ah Li who was in pain, he actually felt a faint sense of uneasiness.

It's not the kind of blood pressure.

That kind of suppression is like the suppression of cultivation by a master in the transformation stage.

But Ah Li clearly cultivated Jindan, so how could he have the aura of transforming into a god? Xuan Yue Sword Master was puzzled.

Hearing Ah Zhi's instructions, Xuanyue Sword Master nodded, and his power flowed out, forming a large cover to cover the violent Ah Li, temporarily stabilizing Ah Li and not destroying the buildings in the ancient paintings.

Ah Li was about to concentrate on contacting Ye Mo when suddenly a purple thunder struck down from the sky, the land shook, and the boundless sea water rose hundreds of feet high, with crystal water splashing everywhere.

Purple thunder and lightning were flying around, and the land was expanding invisible. This situation was similar to when Ye Mo was promoted to the Golden Core stage. The land continued to expand more than three times before gradually stopping.

Looking at everything in front of him, A Zhi couldn't figure out what happened.

At this moment, the ancient painting suddenly darkened, and then became brighter, and traces of white mist appeared in the air.

The changes are far from stopping.

The moment the white light appeared, Ye Mo's golden elixir soul emitted golden light and turned into a blazing sun in the ancient painting.

In the center of the continent, a three-story simple tower was filled with light, growing in size, and eventually taking root in the center of the entire continent.

At the top of the small tower, a trace of fairy air mixed with spiritual energy spread throughout the ancient painting.

The earth uplifted, forming the shape of mountain ranges, which continued to change, and eventually spread across the entire continent, dividing the continent into two, and forming many small mountain ranges.

The spiritual soil on the first floor of the small tower also separated from the small tower and entered the mainland. Some inexplicable changes occurred in the soil, and the precious spiritual grass that Ye Mo originally planted was scattered everywhere.

A gust of cool wind blew by, a few dark clouds floated in the sky, and raindrops fell on the sluggish Ali.

At this time, the place where the small alchemy building was originally located has turned into a valley, surrounded by spiritual grass growing wildly, and many strange flowers blooming all around, full of spring.

Fifty percent of the white light that suddenly appeared was integrated into Ye Mo's golden elixir.

The remaining 50% was integrated into the entire continent, including demons such as Ah Zhi and Ah Li.

When the white light merged, Ah Li stopped the painful shaking of his body and stood up slowly, confusion flashing in his eyes. Looking around, an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes, and his whole body suddenly had a mysterious aura. It seemed to remember some memories from its previous life.

The rain lasted less than three breaths before dissipating.

The three demons suddenly felt a darkness above their head.

Behind the small alchemy building, a small tree that was originally small suddenly began to grow wildly, eventually reaching a height of hundreds of feet. Its branches and leaves covered the entire valley and produced red fruits. It was the immortal fruit tree obtained from the Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Poisons.

Rich life force emanates from the ancient trees, and green grass breaks out of the continent where only herbs used to bloom.

Within a moment, the entire continent was lush and lush. If it weren't for the single trees and flowers, it would be no different from the real space.

"Ali, what happened to you just now?"

The changes stopped for a long time before Ah Zhi reacted and saw Ah Li who was quiet beside him.

Although they often quarrel, the two have been familiar with each other for hundreds of years in this ancient painting.

Ah Li didn't say anything. It was as if he had exhausted all his strength and lay softly in the grass, passing out.

"What happened?"

Ah Zhi was already stunned.

It is the sixteenth day of Ye Mo's practice of sitting and forgetting sutras.

Starting from the most basic Qi Refining Chapter, I practiced until I reached the peak of the sixth level of Golden Core before I woke up from the feeling of being unable to extricate myself.

The entire Zuo Forgetting Sutra is as if it was tailor-made for oneself. There is no stagnation in the cultivation process. Many hurdles that are clearly difficult to pass in the annotations are broken with just one touch without any obstacles at all.

It's like an old road that has been walked for thousands of years. Even if you close your eyes, you can walk on it safely.

When practicing, Ye Mo didn't have to worry at all, his body's instincts would run automatically, and his breath wouldn't leak out at all.

Even the three yuan infant old demon outside the ice wall can't detect Ye Mo's true strength now.

Ye Mo woke up suddenly. Nothing had changed in his body. He subconsciously touched his waist, which was empty.

"Where are the ancient paintings?"

Swish

Ye Mo broke out in cold sweat. The ancient paintings contributed a lot to his achievements today. Moreover, once things got to the point of no return, he could hide in the ancient paintings.

It is precisely because of the existence of ancient paintings that he is as stable as a mountain in the face of the current situation.

You can advance, attack, retreat or defend. Ancient paintings are your greatest support.

But where have the ancient paintings gone now?

Forcibly suppressing the anxiety in his heart, he was the only one in this quiet room. Even the ancestor of Nascent Soul couldn't do anything with the ice wall. It was impossible for anyone to enter the secret room.

Outside the ice wall, the ancestor of San Yuan Ying looked at Ye Mo with some confusion.

Although Zuo Wang Jing prevented Ye Mo's breath from leaking out, under the excitement, there was still a trace of leakage, and the pale cheeks at that moment could not be faked.

"This kid is not dead yet. He looks very anxious. He has lost something important."

Siren Chapter Patriarch said with an uncertain guess.

"It's possible. Did he lose something during our pursuit before and only discovered it now?"

The Siren Shark Ancestor echoed with greed in his eyes.

Ye Mo has exceeded their understanding of the golden elixir stage. Whether it is scheming or the treasure on his body, a treasure that a person who carries hundreds of top-quality spiritual stones would be anxious about is probably something terrible.

"How about we look for it?"

The ancestor of the Siren Chapter suggested that Ye Mo could just throw the Ice Ring Sound aside and ignore it. Something that could make Ye Mo so anxious was not much different.

"I'll keep watch here, you go and take a look."

The ancestor of the Siren Dragon was also a little moved, but the treasure was more important than watching Ye Mo die with his own eyes.

"Alright"

Ice Fairy City is full of cold currents. Before they searched, they never used their spiritual senses. It was understandable that they had left something behind. If they didn't check carefully, they couldn't find it at all.

Ancestor Siren Chapter and Ancestor Siren Shark began to search around, looking for the illusory treasure.

And Ye Mo was going crazy in the quiet room.

Ancient paintings can not only provide elixirs, herbs, and refining weapons, but also A-Zhi, A-Li, and Xuan Yue Sword Master. He has long been accustomed to having them around, but now they disappeared quietly, making him nervous.

After searching to no avail, the quiet room has a clear view, and there is no place to store the ancient paintings. The ice wall is indestructible, and there are no traces of the body. Where can the ancient paintings go?

The ancient painting disappeared, but the feeling after Ah Zhi and Ali recognized the master in the ancient painting did not disappear. Ye Mo gathered his thoughts and concentrated on the feeling.

Following the feeling coming from somewhere, Ye Mo's consciousness spread and finally reached his Ni Gong Wan.

"The ancient painting, I didn't touch it, but it actually ran to Ni Gong Wan by itself? It seems to be closely related to the practice of sitting and forgetting just now."

"Zi Wang Sutra, what secret is it hiding?"

Ye Mo took out the jade slip with the Seo Forgetting Sutra printed on it again, and when he scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, it was clearly a sutra, with nothing unusual about it. He couldn't wait to leave this quiet room and return to Ye's Immortal City to collect all the news about Zuo Wang Sutra. This ancient "Zuo Wang Sutra" is probably extraordinary.