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In Xingyun Courtyard, there was a pavilion with a person sitting in it. It was Chu Mu.
This was the fifth day since Chu Mu had returned to the Chu Clan. He was not in a hurry to leave.
Chu Mu's fingers pinched a strange dark red sword. He looked at it repeatedly, as if he wanted to see what was different about it. But no matter how he looked at it, he could not see anything. He only knew that this thing was not simple, that was all.
The news from the Lin Clan had also come back.
The Lin Clan did not know what this family heirloom was used for.
According to the Lin Clan Head, this family heirloom was passed down from the first generation of the Lin Clan. But he did not say why. Perhaps it was because the first generation of the Lin Clan did not know.
In short, for some reason, this thing became the family heirloom of the Lin Clan. It was a symbol. Many generations of the Lin Clan had been researching and searching for ancient records. But because of some restrictions, the level of knowledge they had was too low. Thus, they did not understand.
Since the Lin Clan did not know anything, Chu Mu could only research on it himself.
He tried soaking it in water and roasting it over a fire, but the small sword was not damaged at all. But there were also no secrets.
Chu Mu gathered his Innate Sword Qi and exerted force on his fingers. But he was unable to break this strange small sword. In the end, he even used a Hundred Refinements Sword to slash at the small sword. The small sword was unscathed and did not even leave a mark. Instead, the Hundred Refinements Sword broke into two.
Afterwards, Chu Mu used his innate sword aura to wrap around the Beheading Wind Sword and slashed down. The small sword was still unscathed, not leaving a single mark. The innate sword aura was shattered, and an extremely small crack appeared on the Beheading Wind Sword. If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to see it. This didn't affect the Beheading Wind Sword much.
Once, yesterday, Chu Mu's finger had touched the blade of the dagger, which wasn't very sharp. As a result, his finger had been cut, and a drop of blood had stained the blade. Before Chu Mu could wipe it off, the blood had been absorbed.
Chu Mu wondered if this was something that required a drop of blood to recognize its master.
However, there was no connection between him and the small sword. Even if he squeezed out another drop of blood for it to absorb, he would not feel anything.
No matter what, this strange little sword was extraordinary. Not only was it incomparably hard, even the Beheading Wind Sword could not harm it, but it was also incomparably sharp, even sharper than the Beheading Wind Sword. In addition, it seemed to be able to suck blood.
Although Chu Mu didn't have much hope of finding anything, he still took it out of habit to take a look.
Chu Dangxiong did not understand this thing. Since he did not understand, and Chu Mu seemed to like it very much, he might as well give it to Chu Mu.
After studying it for a while, Chu Mu suddenly felt his soul tremble, and the concept of metal on the spiritual level also began to shake. He quickly put the small sword back into the space bracelet, and in a flash, he turned into a gust of wind and entered his room, closing the door.
This was because Chu Mu could feel that the mutation in his concept of metal was about to be completed. This made him a little excited. After such a long time, the mutation was finally about to be completed.
The power of the concept of metal began to rotate, turning into a whirlpool. And in the center of the whirlpool, there was a touch of dark gold that was slowly appearing.
As soon as it appeared, Chu Mu could feel that this faint dark gold contained an astonishing sharpness that surpassed the concept of metal by a lot.
He couldn't help but look forward to the appearance of this mutated concept.
The higher the level of the mutated concept, the more powerful it would be. Naturally, it would be more beneficial to him, and his strength would also become stronger. As for the difficulty of comprehending the concept due to the high level of the concept, that was no longer within Chu Mu's scope of consideration.
The power of the concept of metal continued to rotate, and the dark gold light in the center became purer little by little, increasing little by little.
Time passed little by little. Chu Mu was focused on observing the changes in the concept of metal. He was not aware of the passage of time in the outside world.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but in Chu Mu's eyes, it was like only a few seconds had passed.
The spinning power of the concept of metal suddenly paused, and the dark gold in the center released a terrifying sharpness in an instant. It was like a powerful sword that slashed out, cutting through the sky, tearing the earth, and cutting through the void.
Chu Mu's soul trembled, as if it was about to be torn apart. His hair stood on end.
But this concept originated from the concept of metal, and the concept of metal was a concept that Chu Mu had comprehended. Therefore, this mutated concept did not affect Chu Mu at all. The reason his soul trembled was because this mutated concept was very powerful.
The entire vortex of the Concept of Gold was directly cut open by this dark golden light. In the next moment, the dark golden light in the center exploded with a terrifying suction force, directly sucking in the Concept of Gold that was split open at an extremely fast speed.
Not long after, the concept of metal was completely absorbed by the dark red mutated concept. But this suction force did not stop, and instead expanded, affecting the concept of cloud.
Chu Mu's mind moved, and he hurriedly controlled this suction force, intending to stop it. This was because he didn't know whether or not this suction force would affect the concept of cloud and wind once it expanded.
If this suction force caused the concept of cloud and wind to be affected or even collapse, then Chu Mu wouldn't even have time to cry. Even if this mutated concept was very powerful, it would not make him feel happy.
However, he was shocked, because he could not control this suction force. It ignored him, and continued to expand. It had already swept past the concept of cloud.
Chu Mu's heart was in his throat. He discovered that the concept of cloud was not affected at all, and was still steadily standing in place, slowly rotating. He immediately let out a sigh of relief. The range of the suction force was increasing, and it was already approaching the concept of wind.
The more powerful a person's soul force was, the more powerful their intuition was. At this time, Chu Mu had an intuition that his concept of wind was about to suffer.
"Stop for me!" Determined, Chu Mu concentrated 120% of his mind, and forcibly tried to stop the spread of the suction force, but it still had no effect. That suction force seemed to treat Chu Mu's spiritual world as its own territory, and it was not affected by Chu Mu's interference.
The concept of wind was also touched by the suction force, and Chu Mu's face became ugly.
However, the concept of wind was slowly blowing in a fixed range, and there seemed to be no signs of it being affected.
"Could it be that my intuition is wrong?" Chu Mu thought, and he was very happy that his intuition was wrong this time.
However, when that suction force filled the entire spiritual world, the blowing of the concept of wind suddenly became irregular, and the amplitude of the fluctuations was different from usual. It seemed that something was about to be broken down and fall apart.
The concept of wind seemed to have a mind of its own, and it naturally refused to be broken down like this. It resisted, and so it started to fluctuate with this suction force, using Chu Mu's spiritual world as the battlefield.
Chu Mu suffered, and he only felt that there was a rumbling sound in his head, like thunder. His head was in incomparable pain, as if there was a piece of iron or something forcefully stuffed into it, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
He closed his mouth and did not make the slightest sound, but his face became pale little by little, and it lost its color.
Suddenly, a huge rumbling sound exploded in his head, like a terrifying thunder. Chu Mu's entire spiritual world shook violently, and even his soul was impacted, and he suddenly fell unconscious.
After he fell unconscious, the changes in his spiritual world still continued.
He saw that the green blowing concept of wind was breaking down at this time, and it turned into two parts.
One of them was light green in color. It blew gently and quickly, causing a soft whistling sound. It was like a gentle breeze. The other part was dark green in color. It was not gentle. Instead, it was filled with sharpness and sharpness. It was like the edge of a blade that constantly cut through the surroundings. It was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning.
In the next breath, the light green part was not affected at all, and it blew on its own gently and slowly, while the dark green wind was affected by the suction force of the dark gold variant concept, and it actually quickly moved toward the dark gold variant concept. It was constantly being absorbed into the dark gold variant concept, becoming nutrients.
After about 15 minutes, Chu Mu woke up and recalled what happened just now, and he quickly focused on checking his spiritual world.
The scene in his spiritual world immediately shocked him.
The concept of wind had actually broken down into two parts. One part was slowly dissipating on its own, and the other part was constantly being absorbed by the dark gold variant concept.
He could not stop it, nor could he reverse it, and could only become a bystander and watch quietly.
"I hope it won't be too bad." Chu Mu had to accept this result. He could only hope that the consequences would not be too bad, and this variant concept could bring him a surprise. Otherwise, he really could not even cry.
"It seems that this change will not stop for a while." Chu Mu thought to himself, and then he withdrew from his spiritual world, waiting for this change to happen automatically. It seemed that it would take a long time for it to complete. At that time, he would be able to know what this variant concept was all about.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Chu Mu opened the door and saw his mother's kind smiling face. She was calling Chu Mu for dinner.
Chu Mu looked at the sky, and it was already evening. According to Earth's time, it should be past 6 o 'clock, and it was also time for dinner.
These few days were the most comfortable time for Chu Mu. Every day when he woke up, he would cultivate normally. Besides cultivating, he would also chat with his parents casually. There was no hostility, and he did not have to worry about anything. He felt relaxed from the heart to the body.
Chu Mu did not refuse this kind of comfort. The way of cultivation was to have tension and relaxation. It was correct to have tension and relaxation. Blindly being tense may allow one to advance by leaps and bounds for a period of time, but it would definitely leave behind future troubles. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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