Longevity starts with learning

Slavery...

Chu Mu pondered for a while, and then moved his fingertips slightly. A ray of evil deep purple spiritual light originated from the embodiment of rules, like weaving a spider web, sketching little by little, crisscrossing.

As time passed, the spiritual light, which was originally the embodiment of rules, suddenly weakened, until the traces of rules completely dissipated, and the power of this spiritual light fell to the level of the initial stage of Jindan.

The crisscrossing spiritual light that finally evolved enveloped the thousands of Zuo League disciples present one after another.

If it was crushed by realm, there was no doubt that even if he did not know any way to control the mind, it would be enough to instantly control these thousands of Zuo League disciples in the Jindan realm.

But if the power of the same realm, or even a lower realm than several of the cultivators, the difficulty of enslaving and tampering with the mind would obviously increase linearly.

Chu Mu looked calm, silently sensing the many illusions he had woven, and the thousands of Zuo League disciples who were deeply trapped in the illusion.

The key to a fantasy that makes one's mind fall is the flaw in the state of mind, or obsession.

For any intelligent creature, no matter how high the cultivation is, unless it is ruthless and desireless, otherwise, the state of mind will never be perfect.

After all, where there is desire, there will inevitably be fluctuations in desire.

Even if it is just a very subtle emotional fluctuation, it is not a flaw in the state of mind at all, but if used properly, it can also become a lead to sinking.

This is true for both low-level illusions and the way of charm involving the rule level.

In these illusions, although the ego consciousness of thousands of Zuo League disciples has sunk, the instinct of the mind is always resisting the falsehood of the illusion.

To maintain the existence of the illusion and make those who fall into the illusion completely sink, it is necessary to suppress this spiritual instinct.

Otherwise, it is like the dream of ordinary creatures. Everything in the dream, no matter how special or contrary to common sense, is also natural.

But once some special factors are touched, even if they are still sinking into the dream, they will realize that they are dreaming. Everything that they originally thought was natural will naturally be full of loopholes, and the dream will naturally wake up.

The sinking of illusion is also the same.

However, compared with the sinking of illusion for normal creatures, this group of disciples of the Thousand Left Alliance is undoubtedly different.

After all, their minds have long been controlled and enslaved by the Qingqiu Demon Fox.

Not only do they need to let their minds sink into the illusion, but they also need to prevent the marks left by the Qingqiu Demon Fox from affecting the existence of the illusion.

Under the blessing of a touch of spiritual light, Chu Mu at this moment, after suppressing his power to the level of the initial entry into the third level, has been like pulling out silk and peeling cocoons, weaving and manipulating illusions bit by bit, and also analyzing the soul marks left by the Qingqiu Demon Fox bit by bit.

Time flies, and it seems that in just a blink of an eye, several months have passed.

In the real few months, in those illusions, it may have been hundreds, thousands, or even several lifetimes of sinking.

When the illusion slowly dissipated, in Chu Mu's perception, it was just an illusion woven by the third-level power, which had quietly wiped out the soul imprint left by the fifth-level demon fox.

At the same time, the original ego of the thousand disciples of the Zuo League was tampered with again, and was branded with the mark of Chu Mu.

"Master!"

The thousand disciples of the Zuo League who woke up knelt down one after another, with pious faces and fanatical eyes.

"All retreat."

Chu Mu waved his hand, a little bored.

Although there is no doubt that the success was achieved, it is still a considerable distance from the effect he expected.

After all, the Moon Emperor bloodline of the Qingqiu demon fox has a higher level of rule power to protect the mind bloodline.

The success of the power of the same realm is undoubtedly insufficient.

"Yes, sir!"

At this moment, everyone kowtowed and knelt, and respectfully withdrew from the tower.

Chu Mu turned to look at the Qingqiu Demon Fox imprisoned in the cage.

He looked at it for a while, and then his spiritual sense probed out, and once again tried to test the Qingqiu Moon Emperor bloodline in this woman.

This went on day after day.

Another few years passed quietly.

On this day, at dusk, the setting sun shone down, and the Ancient Sky Fox Tower was also wrapped in a layer of dazzling dark golden light.

In the ninth floor of the Sky Fox Tower, a blue shirt looked even more old, and the rule cage that sat steadily was now in a mottled and damaged state.

The rules collided again and again, and manifested in reality, which was a process from intact to damaged.

The Qingqiu Demon Fox in the cage was still in a coma, but at this moment, a thin layer of purple fluorescence appeared on the body of the demon fox.

The woman's eyelids trembled, and her expression changed from time to time between her eyebrows, as if she was dreaming.

And the fact is exactly like this.

A dream that has been prepared for several years and carefully woven.

Strictly speaking, it should be a nightmare.

The inheritance of bloodline makes this demon fox know it by nature.

The inheritance includes the secret techniques, the bloodline supernatural powers, the knowledge and information of countless generations of the Qingqiu fox clan, and also the horrific scene of the Qingqiu fox clan's extermination.

The contemporary demon king of the Qingqiu fox clan may even be one of the few strongest people in the Qingqiu fox clan, and he also shoulders the blood feud of the hatred of extermination...

Such a clear experience, such a clear flaw, how can we not make good use of it.

Therefore, after several years of research, he figured out a way to deal with the great power of the bloodline rules, and then he carefully wove such a nightmare.

After many experiments, it has finally been woven.

Since practicing till now, the exhaustion of pure body and spirit has naturally ceased to exist.

More importantly, it is just a psychological exhaustion.

At this moment, watching the demon fox sinking into the nightmare dream, Chu Mu couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

You know, the so-called Moon Emperor bloodline is actually the power of the inherited rules.

With the existence of the inherited power of rules, it means that as long as the bloodline is pure enough and as long as it has not fallen, those with the Moon Emperor bloodline will inevitably step into the realm of the power of rules.

Although the nightmare dream is aimed at this demon fox, the key is also the power of the rules of the moonlight bloodline.

Once it fails, it will inevitably cause the backlash of the rules of the moonlight bloodline.

Although for him, this backlash of rules is unlikely to affect him, but this backlash will inevitably damage the bloodline of this demon fox.

Moreover, it is not clear whether there are deeper means of protection in the moonlight bloodline he carries.

Or will there be some unknown means to retaliate against him who has evil intentions towards the Moon Emperor's bloodline?

Chu Mu was alert, the power of the furnace rules was ready to move, and this Sky Fox Tower had already been under his control, and the Xuantian treasure's suppressing power would fall at any time...

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