The sky was blue and boundless.
Occasionally, there would be figures flying across the sky. They were swordsmen on their way.
Chu Mu was one of them.
After fusing the profound of space into his flight, Chu Mu felt as if he had become one with the space around him. Like a fish in water, the restrictive force was greatly reduced. This allowed Chu Mu's speed to be several times faster than before. He had already surpassed the fastest speed of an ordinary Peak Origin Realm swordsman.
Once he left the Ancient Savage Desolate Realm, Chu Mu didn't stop and hurried towards the Ten Thousand Origin Palace with extreme speed.
… …
The Wanyuan Palace was located in the northwest of the Central Sword Domain. There was a mountain named Wanyuan Mountain because of the Wanyuan Palace.
The Wanyuan Palace was located at the peak of Wanyuan Mountain.
This place was as lively as the Sky Connecting Mountain. There was an endless stream of people, no matter the time.
However, the swordsmen of the Sky Connecting Mountain were either newcomers or regulars. The Wanyuan Mountain was different. There were very few regulars, and most of them were newcomers. This was because the Sky Connecting Sword Tower could be entered repeatedly. However, everyone only had one chance to enter the Wanyuan Palace.
As everyone knew, flying was forbidden in Wanyuan Mountain. This wasn't a rule, but one couldn't fly after entering Wanyuan Mountain.
After about a month, Chu Mu finally arrived at the foot of Wanyuan Mountain.
Other than Chu Mu, there were people coming from all directions. They all landed at the foot of Wanyuan Mountain.
Some came alone like Chu Mu, while others came in groups. There were scattered swordsmen and swordsmen from different sects. There were all sorts of people.
Looking up, Wanyuan Mountain was relatively high. It was much higher than the Sky Connecting Mountain. It was more than five thousand meters above sea level.
Taking a step forward, Chu Mu officially entered Wanyuan Mountain. Immediately, he felt the aura around him change. There was an indescribable feeling. The various profound forces in his spiritual world seemed to be disturbed and became faintly discernible. Only the sword intent and the sword energy in his body were unaffected.
Chu Mu tried to fly. He had this thought in his mind, but his body didn't seem to listen to his commands. When he tried to use a movement technique, he felt heavy resistance. It was as if the air had become as viscous as water, and the consumption was a hundred times more than when he normally used a movement technique.
"If that's the case, let's go up," Chu Mu muttered to himself as he looked at the grayish-white steps several hundred meters away.
The grayish-white steps were a hundred meters long, and each step was half a meter wide. There were exactly ten thousand steps on Mt. Wanyuan, which was five thousand meters long.
For mortals, ten thousand steps were enough to tire them to death.
A swordsman's body would change and strengthen again and again during cultivation. However, climbing ten thousand steps without using any movement techniques was not an easy task. Tiring was one thing, but it would take a lot of time.
The hundred-meter-long steps were enough to accommodate dozens of swordsmen climbing at the same time. Therefore, many swordsmen climbed the steps of Wanyuan Mountain without feeling crowded at all.
Some swordsmen slowly climbed the steps while chatting and laughing. Some swordsmen did not say a word as they quickened their pace. They wanted to reach the peak as soon as possible and enter Wanyuan Palace.
Chu Mu maintained a steady pace as he climbed at a steady pace. He knew that even if he increased his speed, he would only reach the peak fifteen minutes earlier. However, that would definitely consume a lot of energy, and he would need some time to recover.
Although he didn't know much about Wanyuan Palace, Chu Mu felt that he should at least maintain his mental state at its peak before entering. Therefore, the process of climbing the steps at a steady pace was also a process of self-adjustment.
There were quite a few swordsmen like Chu Mu who were climbing at a steady pace, but no one talked to them.
The trees on the left and right of the steps were lush and verdant. The scenery was very beautiful, but after looking at it for a long time, they became numb to it. Everyone focused their energy on climbing the steps.
Time slowly passed. Chu Mu did not count how many steps he had climbed. His physical strength was still at its peak.
The second level of the Sky Desolation Sword Body allowed Chu Mu's body to be ten times stronger than an ordinary Origin Realm swordsman. Naturally, his endurance was also far superior. The recovery speed of his physical strength was also very fast. As long as he didn't consume too much energy in a short period of time, Chu Mu's physical strength could always be maintained at its peak. This was because the moment he consumed any energy, it would immediately recover.
The sun set in the west as a blood-red afterglow filled the sky. The clouds looked as if they were being burned by flames. It was as if a beautiful painting had unfolded between heaven and earth.
In front of Chu Mu's eyes, the steps gradually decreased. When he took the final step, a palace appeared in front of Chu Mu.
This was a very strange palace. It seemed to be very big, but also very small. It seemed to be very high, but also very low. It could be red, green, or blue.
"What a strange palace."
"Yeah, I've always heard of it. Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, it's truly magical."
"No one knows when the Palace of All Origins appeared, nor where it came from. No one knows how tall it is or what it looks like. That's because one moment you see it, the next moment you see it in a different form …" A swordsman seemed to have a better understanding of the Palace of All Origins, and he spoke frankly with fervor and assurance.
Chu Mu also realized that this was indeed the case. At one moment, the Myriad Origin Palace looked like an emperor's palace. But at the next moment, it looked like a dilapidated palace.
In just a short while, the Myriad Origin Palace had undergone many strange changes. It was impossible to fathom.
"Actually, the Myriad Origin Palace has a total of nine levels. If someone can reach the ninth level within a limited time, the Myriad Origin Palace will reveal its true form for ten breaths of time." The one who spoke was a swordsman in his forties.
"How do you know?" Someone asked from the side.
"Because I've passed through the Myriad Origin Palace before and have seen its true form." The middle-aged swordsman grinned before sighing, "However, it's been a hundred years since anyone has reached the ninth level."
"How is that possible? Could it be that even an expert on the level of Sword Of Gojoseon can't reach the ninth level?" A swordsman clearly didn't believe him and loudly retorted.
"Hahahaha, passing through the Myriad Origin Palace doesn't depend on strength." The middle-aged swordsman laughed, "As for why, you'll know once you enter."
"Passing through the Myriad Origin Palace doesn't depend on strength?" The swordsman who hadn't passed through the Myriad Origin Palace was secretly curious.
"Since it's not based on strength, I might become the first person to reach the ninth level in ten years." A swordsman solemnly said as he rapidly walked towards the Myriad Origin Palace.
"If it's not based on strength, then it's based on luck?"
"Luck? How can it be based on something so illusory and unpredictable? In my opinion, it might be based on talent. "
"Maybe it's perception …"
Different swordsman gave different opinions, but the middle-aged swordsman only wore a faint smile and didn't say anything.
Guessing was useless. Experiencing it personally was the way to go. Chu Mu also walked towards the Myriad Origin Palace.
It felt like the Myriad Origin Palace was right in front of him, but it was actually very far away, at least a few thousand meters away.
Taking a step forward, Chu Mu felt as if he had walked into a whole new world. A strange aura enveloped his body, and he couldn't stop it from seeping into his body.
Immediately, Chu Mu felt as if his sword origin had solidified in his dantian, and he couldn't use it. The sword intent in his spiritual world also seemed to be sealed, and he couldn't sense it. Only the various profound meanings became active.
The scene before his eyes turned from blurry to clear, and Chu Mu was slightly startled because he saw many swordsman.
This should be the first level of the Myriad Origin Palace. It was extremely wide, and there was a square pillar in the middle that led straight to the sky. He couldn't see the top, just like how he couldn't see the roof of the Myriad Origin Palace. There were at least a few thousand swordsman here. The arrival of Chu Mu and the others didn't attract their attention, because the swordsman's attention was either on the pillar in the middle, or on the surrounding walls.
Chu Mu quickly glanced at the pillar in the middle, and there were all kinds of veined patterns that seemed to form a picture. There were also many veined patterns on the surrounding walls, and they were of different colors and sizes. They all seemed to contain infinite mysteries.
"What's going on?" Many of the swordsman who had entered with him revealed a confused expression.
"I know. It's said that to enter the next level, you have to comprehend the pillar in the middle. If you want to stay on this level and comprehend the profound meaning, you have to comprehend the veined patterns on the walls." A swordsman said in a clear voice. He was in high spirits, and there was a sense of superiority in his tone. "My goal is the ninth level. The ninth level's comprehension of the profound meaning is much deeper and clearer than the first level."
As he spoke, the swordsman walked towards the pillar in the middle and sat down cross-legged.
"I see." Chu Mu looked more carefully, and combined with the words of the swordsman, he vaguely grasped the profoundness within.
The veined patterns on the surrounding walls contained all kinds of profound meanings, and they were generally gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, ice, thunder, and clouds. They all had different colors, and if one wanted to comprehend the profound meaning, they would have to find the veined pattern of the corresponding color.
"I also want to go to the next level."
The swordsman who came here for the first time was usually more arrogant, and felt that with their ability, they shouldn't stay on this level. Therefore, they all approached the pillar in the middle, and found an empty space to sit down cross-legged, and began to stare at the veined patterns on the pillar.
In the Palace of All Origins, the higher the level, the better the effect of comprehending the profound meaning. Chu Mu naturally didn't want to stay on this level.
He walked towards the middle, and there were about a hundred swordsman surrounding the square pillar, and their eyes were fiercely staring.
Chu Mu wasn't in a hurry to sit down. Instead, he walked around the square pillar and carefully observed it. He discovered that there were countless veined patterns on each side of the square pillar, and vaguely, they seemed to form a picture. There were a total of four pictures, and each of them was different, but the degree of complexity was about the same.
Chu Mu frowned slightly. He still didn't know what he needed to comprehend in order to enter the next level.
After thinking for a while, he chose a direction and sat down cross-legged. Chu Mu stared at the veined patterns on one side of the pillar, and carefully looked at it. His gaze gradually moved from the top to the bottom.
Naturally, a picture appeared in Chu Mu's mind. It was the outline of a demonic beast, and it became clearer and clearer … If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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