"Don't be angry? I even want to die now. You are indeed of the same sect and the same origin, and your face is also very thick. Forcibly seizing other people's spiritual roots, they are even so proud."

Lin Mu almost couldn't control it and was furious directly in the realm of spiritual consciousness. How should he practice in this situation? It was Kaiyuan Spirit Bone before, but now there is a sword spirit of Lingxu Sword. Should he improve his realm?

As we all know today, Lin Mu, as a junior, jumped from an outer disciple and became a honorary elder in a short time. He also had special rights and identities and had no strength and means, how could he convince the public?

He looked helplessly at the phantom wandering in his spiritual space, without any intention of being serious and guilty. He clenched his fists. If possible, Lin Mu really wanted to refine them all, but now is not the time.

"Okay, I admit it this time. But I warn you that if there is another time, without my permission, I will absorb my spiritual root power without authorization. Be careful that I am not polite to you. Don't think that you can do this so randomly if you help me."

A cultivator suddenly loses his spiritual roots. It is equivalent to losing the origin of cultivation. No matter how many means you have, you cannot use it. This feeling is even more uncomfortable than death. I have already experienced it at the beginning, so why do you come for the second time?

With a long breath, Lin Mu sat cross-legged in the void. A huge phantom lotus rose up below and slowly wrapped it. This energy was his spiritual power and had absolute protection.

This time, the practice will inevitably last for a long time. If Lin Mu wants to restore to his full state, he must repair the damage of the Tianque body. So he did not tell anyone and went straight into a complete retreat.

Facing the empty Dantian, let alone upgrading to another level, it is not possible to reach the next level for the time being. Unless Lin Mu can cultivate his spiritual roots again in a short period of time.

"How did you absorb the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of thunder flame spiritual roots? Can the ancestor of Lingxu Sect actually refine the power of thunder fire? Ordinary people dare not touch this thunder energy at all?"

Without a response, Lin Mu did not expect a response. He formed a seal with his hands, and a golden light flashed in the space, and a pagoda appeared. Lin Mu's spiritual consciousness moved and his body directly penetrated into the pagoda. He surrounded the golden light, closed his eyes and began to practice.

The second level of the holy tower is meaningless to him. Because he has been breaking through for a long time, he has understood all the mysteries. He has finally improved to the level of reaching the spiritual infant realm, but once he returns to the pre-practice.

Sensing the changes in the holy tower, Lin Mu must now find the right opportunity to break through the third floor. But before that, he must first find the entrance to the third floor, so that he can open the mystery in it.

Swhoo! Swhoo! Swhoo! A faint golden light surrounded Lin Mu. The spiritual energy surged in the whole room. Runes appeared in his body, rotating in the air, forming a wrapper of Qi, which was not accessible to ordinary people.

Under the dark night, only Lin Mu was shining with dazzling golden light. Fortunately, the Lingxu Sect has a powerful barrier, and Lin Mu's strength cannot be broken through, so the outside world does not know.

But not knowing outside does not mean that the heads and elders cannot sense it. In their respective residences, everyone's eyes opened at the same time, looking at the place where the golden light was emitted, slowly spreading, like a huge golden lotus.

"Is this news really a monster? Why can you break through after just getting hurt and going through a big battle? The strange phenomenon of heaven and earth surrounded by golden light is obviously an improvement in the martial arts of the Holy Ancestor Sutra, and it is not an ordinary realm."

Afterimages flashed, and figures appeared on the square. The elders stared at the light pillar with complicated eyes, not knowing whether it was a good or a bad thing. If such existence is done well, it would be a great help, otherwise it would be a disaster.

"Haha... Is this trying to increase our strength as soon as possible so as not to go back on our word?" The head of the sect said in a word that he wanted to destroy Lin Mu. In fact, this doesn't matter. Now that there is an agreement, there will be no more changes.

The afterimage flashed again and the head disappeared. The elder looked at this scene and was a little worried, but he was always just an elder and had no position to persuade him. He could only hope that Lin Mu could adapt to the situation and resolve the crisis.

In the room, golden light filled and spiritual power surged. Lin Mu's hands formed seals constantly. Seals were produced one after another. A crackling sound appeared on his body. It was a sign of abundant spiritual power. In the dantian, the spiritual roots appeared again.

Staring at the vortex in the dantian, Lin Mu felt the recovery of his power and felt a little relieved. The next step was to enrich the means as soon as possible. Without enough means, the Lingxu Sect is full of dangers and may cause changes at any time.

As soon as the mind moved, a stream of spiritual power surged from the palm of the palm. When the wrist turned, the spiritual power turned into a spiritual explosion. But this breath quickly became very rich. With a blink of an eye, he swished! He swished! He shot out one after another.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Crash!

Like lightning, the door exploded in an instant. Traces appeared on the ground. The figures outside quickly retreated. Faced with this sudden powerful force, Yuan Lingzi was also quite shocked.

Lin Mu can actually use the spirit-breaking sword with his bare hands, and his power will become stronger after changing. But the spirit-breaking sword alone is not enough. The seal changes, and the sword energy around him also surges at the same time.

Clang! Clang! Boom! A wave of air rises, and countless phantom sword energy surround Lin Mu. Spiritual power surges out, and the phantom condenses into a sword light and shoots out fiercely. Bang! The front yard explodes instantly, and huge cracks appear.

With a slap of his hands, Lin Mu jumped up and turned into a stream of light. Then he stood steadily in the center of the front yard. His eyes were sharp and cold, and he swept across the front: "Sect Master, since you are worried, show up when you come."

The phantom flashed, and Yuan Lingzi appeared and stared at Lin Mu. The cold light at that moment was restrained, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Not bad, not bad, in a short time, the spiritual sense has actually increased to this level."

"Hehe... Thank you for your appreciation, but since I am the honorary leader of the sect, I must have the confidence to speak, right? This method is not enough. I also want to explain something to the leader."

After a moment of movement, Lin Mu was no longer the original Lin Mu. After experiencing many things, he also learned the cleverness and adaptability of his wit: "As a name and elder, I guess the library in the door can enter and exit at will, right?"

"You want to find more spiritual skills? That's right, with your current strength, it's really not enough. But Lin Mu, I have given you privileges, and I hope you can keep your promises, the bone fragments on your body..."

With a cold smile, Lin Mu had this courage in terms of identity: "The privileges you gave me? Don't forget, the meaning of the Lingxu Sword, who is the Lingxu Sword Spirit? Master, I will do what I said, so there is no need to keep reminding me."
Chapter completed!