Longevity starts with learning

The smoke was vast, the water was sparkling, and a flying boat flew past between the sky.

Compared with the hidden breaking air in the vast sea, the breaking air flying boat at this moment was just like an ordinary flying boat, flying steadily, without the magic of breaking air and escaping.

In the cabin, Chu Mu leaned against the window. In front of him was a flickering light screen image. In the picture, the scene of the small mountain village of Qinghe County far away in the northern border, and the boy's words and deeds were also clear.

At the end of the picture, it was frozen at the scene when the boy transformed from a mortal to an immortal.

Chu Mu's eyes were dim. This scene might have evoked some of his long-lost memories. His expression seemed to have a sense of reminiscence.

After a while, he seemed to have just reacted a little. With a wave of his sleeves, this frozen picture disappeared.

He turned his head and looked out the window. The vast East Lake, the waves stretched, and it was difficult to see the edge.

After hundreds of years, the giant that was once named East Lake has long since disappeared and become history.

Today, East Lake has gradually lost its former specialness after losing the blessing of that giant.

Until now, it is just a famous lake among the many inland lakes in the territory of Da Chu. Apart from that, there is no other special feature.

Recalling the past, more thoughts flew, Chu Mu seemed to think of something, and suddenly looked in another direction.

Then, the flying boat, which was moving steadily forward, suddenly turned around and headed in another direction.

In just less than a quarter of an hour, the scene that came into view was no longer the endless smoke and waves, but the rolling mountains and gullies.

The war that once changed the waters of East Lake and even the situation of millions of miles of Fangyuan was between these rolling mountains, on this area close to the mountains and the lake.

Even though hundreds of years have passed, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is still extremely violent and chaotic. The aura of various magic techniques is mixed, directly reversing the gentle nature of the spiritual energy.

This spiritual environment is obviously no longer suitable for ordinary low-level cultivators to survive.

For high-level cultivators, although they are not afraid of the chaotic spiritual energy here, they are not without ways to sort out the chaotic spiritual energy.

But obviously, if it is not necessary, no one will do such a thankless task.

If nothing unexpected happens, such an environment can only wait for the passage of time and wait for the years to slowly pass before it can slowly return to normal.

Of course, all this is only for the world of cultivation.

In the Jingmen battle, the secular mortals were almost killed and injured. After the war ended, the countless cultivators who gathered here naturally left one after another.

The disadvantages of this place are impossible for the secular world to notice, and it is even more impossible for ordinary people to notice the abnormality of the spiritual environment.

The abandoned land of the Xiuxian world does not prevent the secular mortals from migrating here again and reproducing here.

Although the disordered spiritual environment will subtly damage the human body and reduce the life span of mortals.

For ordinary plants, the disadvantages are also not small, and the reduction of grain production is almost the norm.

But these disadvantages do not seem to be a big deal compared to the secular world.

When the abnormal becomes common, it is the norm.

The former desolation has long been filled with human habitation.

Even the Jingmen City, which has long been turned into ruins, has been dismantled by countless people living here like ants moving houses over the past few hundred years. The bricks, stones and wooden beams are dismantled bit by bit, and now there is no longer the original dead silence.

On the plain, there is green and vitality, and the endless rice and wheat ears are surging with the wind, raising waves of wheat waves.

On the flying boat, Chu Mu overlooked the scene, but he also subconsciously recalled the scene of this place in the past.

If he remembered correctly, there were millions of Xie family members living in Jingmen alone.

Later, as the war broke out, the Xie family was unable to take care of themselves, and these Xie family members naturally became abandoned.

In the world of immortal cultivation, although they would cut the grass and root out the roots, they would rarely target secular people.

But obviously, with the great power of the world of immortal cultivation, even if it was only slightly affected, it would be an unbearable burden for secular mortals!

Up to now, the Xie family may have completely disappeared in this place.

"Huh..."

With many thoughts flying around, Chu Mu exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his deep eyes were fixed on the still silent mountains not far away.

At this moment, the flying boat, which was flying steadily, suddenly burst into light, and suddenly accelerated, breaking through the void and disappearing in this sky.

And when the flying boat appeared again, a strong smell of sulfur, accompanied by surging smoke and heat waves, also came to the face.

The ground was no longer full of life, but a surging sea of ​​magma and fire. At first glance, it looked like a boiling porridge, surging non-stop, and from time to time bursting out streams of magma, splashing in all directions.

Chu Mu took a quick look, then took a step forward and stepped into this sea of ​​magma and fire.

After shuttling through the sea of ​​magma and fire for a while, Chu Mu's figure suddenly dropped and went straight to the deeper underground.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Chu Mu suddenly stopped in the sea of ​​magma and fire. He rolled up his sleeves, and a group of twisted dark red fire shadows not far away were bound by an invisible force and were pulled in front of Chu Mu in an instant.

The flames were amorphous, resembling human form and animal form. The whole body was burning with flames, and the breath of the earth fire spirit was not difficult to identify.

And in this sea of ​​magma and fire, this earth fire spirit was obviously not an exception.

A large group of earth fire spirits have long been entrenched in this isolated sea of ​​fire and magma environment, and have lived here for who knows how many years.

The core of all this is obviously the third-level fire attribute spirit vein below, and the layout of the ancient monk.

Chu Mu slowed down his pace, strolled forward in the sea of ​​fire and magma, looking at the earth fire spirits in it, and seemed to be thinking about something.

After a long time, he came to the incomplete formation again. With his current knowledge, looking at this incomplete formation again, everything is undoubtedly very clear.

The existence of this formation is completely centered on the altar in the center of the spirit vein. If nothing unexpected happens, everything in this sea of ​​fire is completely for that Fire Spirit Root Replenishing Pill.

The incomplete formation can already see traces of repair, and the spiritual energy leaking out is extremely thin.

Obviously, Chang Hongyi has already completed his instructions and arranged this place properly.

After entering the formation, Chu Mu stopped at the altar.

The altar furnace still existed, and the altar also still existed.

Everything in it was arranged as it was before, and had not changed at all.

Chu Mu stared at the altar in front of him, his eyes moved slightly, and he muttered to himself:

"Fire Spirit Root Replenishing Pill..."

"Can it replenish the Heavenly Spiritual Root?"

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