The Gold Spirit Secret Realm was vast, and it was not inferior to a continent in the outside world. If the Mingjian Sect had completely occupied it, it might have survived until now and become one of the overlords of the Blue Waves Continent. It was not inferior to the two Holy Lands.
Of course, there were no absolutes in the world. Everything had happened since the ancient times. Nobody could say for sure whether the disappearance of the Famous Sword Martial School had anything to do with the Spirit Gold Secret Realm. It was only a guess. Maybe there were other reasons.
However, these had nothing to do with Chen Zong.
After fighting with the Evil Corpse, Chen Zong was now facing an evil spirit.
The malevolent spirit hovered in front of Chen Zong like a ghostly face, emitting an extremely frightening malevolence. The malevolence spread out in an invisible wave, spreading in the air. Chen Zong could clearly feel that the malevolence was constantly invading him.
Immediately, the evil spirit opened its mouth and let out an extremely high-pitched scream. It directly rushed towards Chen Zong and penetrated into Chen Zong's mind. It set off monstrous waves in Chen Zong's sea of consciousness.
Chen Zong's face suddenly changed. It was as if a blade had broken into his sea of consciousness and was madly strangling it. A feeling of his sea of consciousness being strangled and almost cut into pieces arose spontaneously. It was as if a blade had been forcibly pierced into his brain. It was incomparably painful.
With a muffled groan, Chen Zong withstood it, but his face changed slightly and faintly paled.
Immediately, an extremely frightening malice burst out in his sea of consciousness, as if it had turned into countless roaring ghosts. It was as if resentful spirits were demanding his life, trying to devour Chen Zong's consciousness and soul.
This kind of attack was more direct and more frightening than a direct attack on the body.
Immediately, the evil spirit suddenly flew over and drilled into Chen Zong's head, appearing in his sea of consciousness.
The moment the evil spirit entered his body, the malice suddenly became ten times stronger, as if it was going to completely drown Chen Zong's consciousness.
At this time, the spiritual sense in his sea of consciousness trembled. The spiritual sense sword in the center of his sea of consciousness bloomed an extremely shocking light. The light was blazing, with a kind of vast and mighty Yang. Wherever it passed, all evil retreated.
"Slash!" A low shout resounded in Chen Zong's Sea of Consciousness. It was as if a god had arrived, causing the evil thoughts that had invaded Chen Zong's Sea of Consciousness to tremble. They let out a panicked scream and tried to escape.
Evil Thoughts were formed by the remnant consciousness in this secret realm, condensing a large amount of malice and baleful aura. The conditions for forming them were difficult, but once they were formed, they posed a great threat. Moreover, Evil Thoughts were different from Evil Corpses.
The Evil Corpse did not have any intelligence, only the instinct to kill and devour flesh and blood. The Evil Spirit, on the other hand, had some residual intelligence. That bit of intelligence made the Evil Spirit desperately need a body. In other words, it was a kind of obsession, an obsession carried by an incomplete consciousness.
Possessing a body!
Therefore, as soon as the evil thoughts appeared, they would attack the living and invade their bodies.
Of course, this evil spirit also wanted to invade Chen Zong's body. Unexpectedly, Chen Zong's willpower was very strong, and his soul sense was extraordinarily strong. Also, because he practiced the Art of Cultivating Spirit, his soul sense was condensed into a sword, which was even stronger.
In addition, the Pure Yang Qi and blood transformed into a pale golden color. Not only did it cleanse the body's meridians and marrow, but it also affected the soul sense a little bit, giving it a Pure Yang Spirit.
Evil Thoughts were also Yin Evil, which was hostile to the Pure Yang Spirit.
The Sea of Consciousness was Chen Zong's territory. Unless this evil thought was stronger than Chen Zong's soul sense and willpower, it would be a dead end if it entered the Sea of Consciousness.
The Sword of Soul Sense made an incomparably mysterious move and immediately pierced through the evil thought. The power contained in it was mixed with a trace of Pure Yang Spirit, which immediately caused more damage to the evil thought.
In fact, the Pure Yang Spirit in Chen Zong's soul sense was very weak. Normally, it would not play any role at all. However, this Pure Yang Spirit happened to be the nemesis of Yin Evil, and the evil thought was also one of the Yin Evil. Under Chen Zong's brilliant Sword Way, that trace of Pure Yang Spirit was like a spark, which immediately caused more terrible damage to the evil thought.
After a few moves, the evil thought was immediately killed.
After the evil thought was killed, it turned into wisps of black Spirit and was expelled. Finally, a little essence was left. The essence was milky white and exuded a holy aura. It was the Evil Thought Crystal.
The Evil Thought Crystal was different from the Evil Corpse Crystal.
The Evil Corpse Crystal was the condensation of the evil Qi and malice of the Evil Corpse. It was very terrible. Once released, it would pollute and erode a certain area, causing the extinction of life.
However, the Evil Crystal of Evil Thoughts was the opposite. Perhaps it was due to the relationship between extreme things, the Evil Crystal of Evil Thoughts only contained the purest Spiritual Essence. That Spiritual Essence could be absorbed to strengthen one's spiritual sense.
Since this Spiritual Sense already existed in his Sea of Consciousness, he naturally had to absorb it.
Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Zong immediately mobilized his spiritual sense to refine that bit of spiritual sense. Although it was only a tiny bit of spiritual sense, it contained the consciousness of evil intent and the essence of spiritual sense that had been condensed into a tiny bit.
However, Chen Zong's spiritual sense was very strong. In less than ten breaths of time, he had refined that little bit of spiritual sense. Not a bit of it was wasted. It had completely integrated into his spiritual sense and turned into nutrients for his spiritual sense, making it stronger.
Immediately, a burst of chaotic memory also rushed out. It was a bit sudden and impossible to guard against.
Fragments of images also appeared with the chaotic flow of memories, becoming more and more chaotic. If it was a person with a weak Sea of Consciousness and a weak soul who was suddenly attacked, he would probably have a headache. However, Chen Zong did not have a headache.
In just a few breaths, Chen Zong completely received these chaotic flow of memories and fragments of images.
"It seems that my luck is good." Chen Zong said to himself with a smile on his face.
The Spiritual Sense of the Evil Thought could not only strengthen the soul sense, but also carry some memories. Of course, these memories often became chaotic and intermittent because of the long time and the fragmented consciousness. However, it was possible to find useful information from them.
For example, the experience of practicing Cultivation Methods or the mystery of Martial Arts. Chen Zong's mind worked at an amazing speed. In a short time, he absorbed and sorted out the fragments of memories carried by the Spiritual Sense.
He eliminated all the useless ones, so as not to let them accumulate and have an adverse effect on him in the future.
Of course, there were some mysteries of Martial Arts in them, but they were useless to Chen Zong. Only a fragment of information made Chen Zong smile.
"Spiritual Gold Mine!" Chen Zong's lips curled up and a smile spread out.
What was the biggest treasure in the Spiritual Gold Secret Realm?
Spiritual Gold Mine!
What was the biggest purpose of entering the Spiritual Gold Secret Realm?
Spiritual Gold Mine!
The answer was so obvious.
However, Chen Zong did not know what the Spiritual Gold Mine looked like, because he had never seen it before.
Since the war in antiquity times, the Spiritual Gold Secret Realm had been closed, and it was difficult to find Spiritual Gold in the outside world. Even if there was, it was often taken away by some powerful forces.
This bit of Spiritual Will contained memories of the spirit gold mine. It was still relatively clear. Although it was not clear about the exact location, it had marked out the location of the spirit gold mine and what the surrounding environment was like. It was also relatively intuitive and gave Chen Zong a basis to follow.
In fact, the Spiritual Gold Mine was not hidden underground, but had been mined and stored in the Mustard Seed Bag. It was the remnant consciousness of the Evil Thought that had obtained it when it was alive.
"This is the east … This is the north …" Chen Zong carefully identified the direction.
"The Mustard Seed Bag with the Spiritual Gold Mine is in the northeast, slightly to the north …"
After identifying the direction and choosing a direction, Chen Zong immediately set off and flew over at an even faster speed.
While flying, he carefully observed the surroundings with his sharp eyes, looking for the scene that was similar to the memory fragment in order to determine the location of the Spiritual Gold Mine.
The memory contained in the Spiritual Sense of the Evil Thought had been separated by more than a thousand years. After more than a thousand years, whether the Spiritual Gold Secret Realm had changed or not was uncertain. However, thinking about it, the Spiritual Gold Secret Realm had been closed for more than a thousand years, so there should not have been much change.
If it was calculated from the antiquity times, there would be a lot of changes. Some of the reference objects were destroyed or disappeared, so the difficulty of finding it would undoubtedly be greatly increased.
Chen Zong was lucky. His luck was really good. About a moment later, his figure suddenly stopped. His eyes flashed with an extremely sharp light. He carefully looked around and compared it with the fragments of the scene in his memory.
"Two broken stones … a broken piece of wood … it should be here." Chen Zong secretly said.
After a more careful search, he indeed found a severed arm. Half of the arm was buried in the ground, and the other half was exposed. After more than a thousand years, the severed arm had been weathered and withered, like a piece of dead wood.
With a stroke of his sword finger, the sword light condensed into a solid substance and immediately lifted up the severed arm. Chen Zong's eyes fell on the grey-black bag in the severed arm's five fingers, and his eyes emitted a sharp light.
With a grab, the grey-black bag immediately fell into his hand. It was the Mustard Seed Bag.
The Mustard Seed Bag in his hand was different from the ones he had obtained before. It was very rough and withered, as if it had lost all its spirituality.
"It can't be broken, right?" Chen Zong's heart thumped, and his expression changed slightly.
The Mustard Seed Bag would not last forever. It would either be damaged by external forces or be damaged by itself due to the lack of Spiritual Qi nourishment over a long period of time.
But in most cases, it was very difficult for the Mustard Seed Bag to break. After all, the people who carried the Mustard Seed Bag would protect it. In addition, the Mustard Seed Bag did not need much Spiritual Qi. Under normal circumstances, the Spiritual Qi in the outside world was enough to nourish the Mustard Seed Bag and maintain a trace of spirituality.
However, this Mustard Seed Bag had been in the Spirit Gold Secret Realm for more than a thousand years. The Spiritual Qi here was so thin and chaotic that it was unknown whether it would lose its spirituality because of this. If it lost its spirituality and was damaged, it could not be opened normally. The result of forcibly opening it would be damaged, and the things in the Mustard Seed Bag would also be damaged.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong's expression became somewhat dignified. At this point, he had no choice but to open it. He could only hope that it was not completely damaged.
Opening the Mustard Seed Bag, Chen Zong's eyes were filled with a trace of joy. It was indeed opened.
Immediately, Chen Zong quickly took out all the things in the Mustard Seed Bag. There were some elixirs, some spiritual herbs, and so on. But because of the lack of Spiritual Qi nourishment, both the elixirs and the spiritual herbs had lost their spirituality and were useless like withered branches and withered leaves.
Although it was a pity, Chen Zong did not care too much. What he really cared about was the Spirit Gold Ore.
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