A month later, Mo Wen returned to the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension and focused on cultivation. He did not immediately seek trouble with the Skewed Moon Chamber of Commerce.
At the same time, he began to train a large number of Ming Palace ancient martial art practitioners while he was cultivating. Although the resources in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension were scarce, Mo Wen had brought back quite a lot from the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield. It was enough to sustain the Ming Palace.
After the Peng Lai Immortal Realm sects that had a grudge against Mo Wen were destroyed, the Ming Palace gradually moved to the Peng Lai Immortal Realm and began to build their own stronghold there. After all, one could only achieve great things in a big environment. Staying in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension was like looking at the sky from the bottom of a well. It was difficult to achieve great things.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed. The higher one's cultivation, the faster time passed. If it were any other Divine Illusionary Realm immortal cultivator, a hundred years would probably only be enough time for one session of seclusion.
After Mo Wen returned to the main space, he had cleared out all the evil clan members in the main space. The spread of Serene Absolute Evil Qi had also been completely cut off. However, the Devil Disaster in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm was getting more and more intense. Because some of the western powers had defected to the evil clan, the entire immortal realm had become a huge battlefield.
Many things had happened in the past hundred years. A mortal's life was only a short hundred years. Many of Mo Wen's old friends had gradually passed away. The longer an immortal cultivator cultivated, the more intense the feeling of the world changing became. Yun Xiaoman waited for her parents to pass away before returning to the Magical Realm to continue cultivating. After all, immortals and mortals were worlds apart. Some things could not be reversed.
Dragon Lady Mo Yuqing still had not returned, and so had the Jade Xiu King and the Ink Scaled King. Where they had gone and whether they were still alive was still a mystery.
On the other hand, Mo Wen knew a thing or two about his elder sister Gu Jingman's whereabouts through the Huatian Palace's intelligence system. However, Mo Wen could not go look for her because she had gone to the legendary Blood Realm.
The Blood Realm was the origin of the Blood Kindred. It was said that the highest Blood God in the history of the Blood Kindred was born in the Blood Realm. After the evil clan invaded, the Blood Realm split into two factions. One faction defected to the evil clan, while the other faction resisted them. The two factions fought in the Blood Realm until the sky darkened. Many areas of the Blood Realm were shattered because of the war, becoming chaotic zones where all living things were wiped out.
Mo Wen did not know why Gu Jingman had rushed to the Blood Realm. She had not left behind any relevant clues. Even the Huatian Palace could not find out why she had gone there.
The flow of time in the Junior Master's Pagoda gradually slowed down as Mo Wen's cultivation increased. After becoming a Divine Illusionary Realm immortal cultivator, the Junior Master's Pagoda could only accelerate time by about 25 times. In the past 100 years, he had spent most of his time cultivating in the Junior Master's Pagoda and rarely went out. In total, he had cultivated for more than 2,000 years.
On the fourth level of the Junior Master's Pagoda, Mo Wen sat cross-legged and floated in the air above a world. The world was constantly being born and destroyed … destruction … creation … destruction … creation …
Over and over again, this process continued.
Starting from the second level of the Junior Master's Pagoda, space was no longer a normal space, but a wondrous space that was constantly deriving the power of creation. The second level could help cultivators cultivate the Light of Creation, the third level could help cultivators cultivate the Profound of Creation, and the fourth level could help cultivators cultivate the minor Dao of Creation.
Mo Wen had cultivated on the fourth level for more than 2,000 years. His understanding of the minor Dao of Creation went from simple to profound, from partial to comprehensive. He was getting closer and closer to the realm of the minor Dao of Creation.
One day, the fourth level of the Junior Master's Pagoda suddenly shone brightly, and beams of Light of Creation filled the entire space. Mo Wen's body was shrouded in layers of scenes of worlds being born and destroyed, like a creation dharma robe.
"The minor Dao of Creation!"
A beam of light as bright as the sun rose in Mo Wen's eyes. The next moment, his figure disappeared from the fourth level and directly appeared on the fifth level. After cultivating the minor Dao of Creation, he could already come to the fifth level.
The fifth level was almost no different from the fourth level. It was still a world that was constantly being born and destroyed. However, Mo Wen could sense that the creation world of the fifth level was far more exquisite than the fourth level. The Dao of Creation here was incomparably profound, and Mo Wen could not understand 80% of it. If he could understand it all, he would most likely be able to comprehend the Dao of Creation.
"Such a sharp aura." Mo Wen's pupils shrank as he looked towards a corner of the fifth level.
There, there was an ancient sword that was completely white and emitted an ancient aura.
"The Junior Master's Sword."
Mo Wen's eyes trembled. That ancient sword was obviously the Creation Sect Junior Master's sword, the Junior Master's Sword.
The Junior Master's Sword was a Mystic Heaven Sacred Treasure, and it was a pure offensive sacred treasure. Its power was far beyond that of the Junior Master's Pagoda. After Mo Wen cultivated the minor Dao of Creation, he finally had the right to wield the Junior Master's Sword.
He stretched out his hand and the Junior Master's Sword automatically flew into it. A feeling of harmony arose spontaneously, and the Junior Master's Sword in his hand constantly emitted a clear cry, as if it was very happy and intimate.
Mo Wen was somewhat shocked. Holding the Junior Master's Sword, he felt as if he was holding the entire world. The sword itself was not heavy, but the psychological pressure it gave him was as heavy as a mountain.
"This sword gives me the feeling that it can split an entire world. Its power is indeed terrifying, but I do not dare to wave this sword lightly."
Mo Wen laughed bitterly. With the Junior Master's Sword in hand, the feeling of power was indeed explosive. However, the level of this sword was too high, and it was far from a treasure that he could use right now.
If he waved the sword, his entire body's essence, Qi, and spirit would most likely be sucked dry. In serious cases, even his Qi and blood would drop, and he would not be able to recover in a short period of time. When that time came, any ordinary immortal cultivator would be able to kill him.
Three years later, Mo Wen finally came out of seclusion in the Junior Master's Pagoda.
At the peak of the snowy mountain, Mo Wen was dressed in white. He held the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear in his hand and stabbed it into the sky. In an instant, the sky and earth darkened, and all things lost their light. The power of the spear seemed to be able to pierce through the entire world.
After more than 2000 years of cultivation, Mo Wen's original body and incarnation had already cultivated to the later stage of the Divine Illusionary Realm. Compared to before, his cultivation was many times more profound. With his current cultivation, there were most likely few in the Divine Illusionary Realm who could compare to him.
"You've come out of seclusion?" A beam of colorful light slowly condensed on the snowy mountain, and an extremely beautiful woman walked out. It was the Ming Palace's Deputy Palace Lord, Wang Yinru. All these years, she had also been in seclusion in the Junior Master's Pagoda. Her cultivation time was much longer than Mo Wen's, and now she had already cultivated to the great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm.
For a normal person to cultivate from the Tide Changing Realm to the great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm in a short 100 years might be very shocking, but Wang Yinru was different. She had refined a large number of Spiritual Transforming Stones, and her talent had already reached the pinnacle. With Mo Wen's guidance and the support of resources, coupled with the Junior Master's Pagoda's time acceleration, it was actually very normal for her to cultivate to the great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm.
If Mo Wen had not constantly emphasized the need to build a good foundation and not be greedy for achievements, it was very likely that Wang Yinru would have broken through to the Divine Illusionary Realm.
"I have something to do. I'll leave the Ming Palace to you and Feng Wu," Mo Wen said.
"Do you need us? The Ming Palace is no longer what it used to be," Wang Yinru said expectantly.
All these years, the Ming Palace had indeed developed by leaps and bounds. Some especially outstanding and talented people had even been granted to cultivate in Mo Wen's Junior Master's Pagoda.
A hundred years in the Junior Master's Pagoda was only a year in the outside world. If a hundred years were all accelerated a hundred times, it would be equivalent to cultivating for ten thousand years.
Of course, cultivating in the Junior Master's Pagoda was not without its drawbacks. Accelerated time would consume more of an immortal cultivator's lifespan in a short period of time. If one's talent was insufficient and their cultivation was unable to break through to a higher realm, then those who had time accelerated a hundred times in the Junior Master's Pagoda would very quickly die of old age in the Junior Master's Pagoda.
Therefore, one had to be sufficiently talented and had sufficient resources to cultivate in the Junior Master's Pagoda. Otherwise, it would be tantamount to suicide.
Today, the Ming Palace had more than a hundred Supreme Profundity Realm immortal cultivators. The higher-ups were no longer all old faces like before. Many of them were new faces that had suddenly emerged. They were more energetic and more talented.
Other than Mo Wen, there was another Divine Illusionary Realm immortal cultivator in the Ming Palace, and that was Pei Fengwu.
Pei Fengwu's talent was slightly higher than Wang Yinru's, and she had already broken through to the Divine Illusionary Realm in recent years.
It could be said that the current Ming Palace was a top force even in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm. Other than those ancient sects, there were very few sects that could compare to the Ming Palace.
"I alone am enough for this trip." Mo Wen shook his head.
Although the Ming Palace was now powerful, compared to an ancient force like the Skewed Moon Chamber of Commerce, there was still a considerable gap. Moreover, if he brought the Ming Palace to attack the Skewed Moon Chamber of Commerce, it would certainly be a huge blow. It might even destroy the development they had built over the years.
Wang Yinru nodded and said no more. Although she had now broken through to the great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm, Mo Wen still gave her the feeling that he was unfathomable. She could not see through him at all.
"Master, you've come out of seclusion."
A green rainbow flew over from afar and landed on the snowy mountain. It was a young girl with delicate features. It was Mo Wen's registered disciple, Wang Shuyi. However, rather than saying that she was Mo Wen's disciple, it was better to say that she was Wang Yinru's disciple. Most of the time, it was Wang Yinru who guided her.
After so many years of cultivation, Wang Shuyi's talent was passable. She had already cultivated to the Tide Changing Realm, but it would probably be very difficult for her to advance further. Compared to Su Wan 'er, her talent was much worse.
Over the years, he had thought about letting some of his friends in the secular world cultivate. Unfortunately, cultivation was too dependent on talent. If one's talent was not enough, it would be useless even if they threw in resources. This was especially true for those who were over fifty years old. They were new to cultivation, and it was difficult for them to even get started.
Wang Shuyi's father, Wang Yuan, had only managed to cultivate to the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm after being nurtured by the Ming Palace all these years. Whether or not he could break through to the Primordial Soul Realm was a problem.
Mo Wen coming out of seclusion had alarmed many people. Some people appeared one after another.
Currently, other than Mo Wen, the Ming Palace's only Divine Illusionary Realm cultivator, Pei Fengwu, Grand Elder Jun Wulei, who had great attainment in the Supreme Profundity Realm, Chen Zi, Yin Banshuang …
Many of these people were Mo Wen's earliest friends. Some of them were newcomers who had risen to prominence in the past hundred years.
In the evening, a banquet was held. All the higher-ups of the Ming Palace were present, and there were no empty seats.
Mo Wen coming out of seclusion was a huge matter for the Ming Palace.
The next day, Mo Wen left the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension alone.
(To be continued.)
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