Chapter 438

Murong Yu didn't return to the holy sect, and didn't even see any old friends. He just walked around the world of cultivation, looking at the more powerful world of cultivation than before.

He knew that under the leadership of Shengzong, the cultivation world would be different from before. Because Shengzong didn't want to dominate Xiuzhen world like those schools before.

What Shengzong can do is to improve Shengzong's disciples and the overall strength of Shengzong. At the same time, it affects the overall strength of Xiuzhen world.

However, the reason why the Xiuzhen world is developing so quietly and prospering is not the credit of Shengzong, but the credit of the punisher.

Because of the executioner's relationship, the Huaxia Xiuzhen world has been able to maintain its peace.

If there was no executioner, the Chinese cultivation world would have been destroyed by other cultivation worlds. Even if it is not destroyed, other realms will invade the Chinese realms and seize various resources.

However, because of the existence of the executioner, other realms dare not move the Chinese realms. Even the strong ones in the celestial world dare not move the Chinese realms.

If you want to make the Chinese cultivation world more and more powerful, it is not enough to just rely on Shengzong, but also need the executioner.

Now this executioner, while protecting the Chinese spiritual world, did not deliberately develop the Chinese spiritual world. Otherwise, the overall strength of Xiuzhen may be much stronger than it is now.

Three days later, murongyu returns to tianjuefeng again. He has adjusted his condition and is ready to return to accept the punishment.

"If you want to be a real Punisher, you must get the recognition of the Chinese cultivation circle. Now I'm going to take you to a special place. I hope you can get the recognition of the Chinese cultivation world. Otherwise, I'm wasting my efforts. "

Whether murongyu is recognized by the Chinese cultivation circle, the executors are also not confident. If the Chinese cultivation world can't identify with Murong Yu, then he has to choose another candidate.

It's a huge project.

In front of the scene, Murong Yu saw that he came to a gray space.

I don't know how big this space is, but there is a kind of gray fog in the whole space, which envelops the whole space and seems strange.

"These grey mists are not chaotic forces, are they? It's a little similar! " Murong Yu said in his heart.

"This is the core of the Chinese cultivation world, that is, the whole space of the Chinese cultivation world. You can communicate with the Chinese cultivation world here. Once recognized by the Chinese cultivation world, you can become the executor of the Chinese cultivation world. Otherwise, you can't be the executor of the Chinese cultivation world." The executioner said to murongyu.

Looking at this gray space, Murong Yu feels confused. Who can he communicate with? How to communicate? Neither goal! But he nodded.

"Communicate with your heart, I'll leave first. Within ten days, if you can be recognized by the Chinese cultivation circle, then you will be the next one to be punished, otherwise you will not be the one to be punished. " The executioner said a word, and then left the gray space in a flash.

"This is the core of the Chinese cultivation world?" Looking at the surrounding gray, Murong Yu is a little confused. I don't know how to start.

The world of Chinese cultivation is a world, an independent world. If the world has consciousness, then this space should be the place of his consciousness.

In other words, I will communicate with the consciousness of the Chinese spiritual world. As long as he admits it, he will become the next executor.

Murong Yu pondered, straightened out his own confusion.

"How to communicate with the consciousness of the world of Chinese cultivation?" Murongyu frowned slightly. If Huaxia Xiuzhen consciousness didn't communicate with him, no matter how hard he tried, he would be useless.

Therefore, Murong Yu scattered his thoughts to the largest extent.

Gray space, gray everywhere, nothing.

Murong Yu sat in this gray space, and he broke away his mind, trying to communicate with the consciousness of the Chinese spiritual world.

Time goes by, one day, two days, three days

Day by day passed, but there was no movement in the consciousness of the Chinese cultivation world.

……

"On the eighth day, there was still no movement. Didn't Murong Yu be recognized by the Chinese cultivation world?" On Tianjue peak, the punisher frowned slightly.

"There are still two days left. If Murong Yu is not admitted in the last two days, he has to find another one." The executioner closed his eyes again.

"It's been eight days, but nothing has happened. Surely this Chinese cultivation world can't bird me, can it? In that case, it's not a waste of time. Well, these grey mists are similar to chaos. Can they be absorbed? "It has been eight days, but Murong Yu has not been recognized by the Chinese cultivation world. So far, Murong Yu is not ready to continue to communicate with the Chinese cultivation world.

However, he won't leave. The gray fog has made him greedy for a long time.

The whole space is this kind of gray fog, very rich. And the fog is similar to chaos.

"Since you don't admit me, I'll absorb all your gray fog!" Murong Yu pondered in his heart, and the "chaotic celestial record" in his body began to run quickly, and began to absorb these gray forces.

At the same time, the tree of life in murongyu's Dantian also stretches out. Hundreds of millions of roots are directly rooted in this gray space and begin to absorb these gray fog crazily.

"The pure power of these grey fogs is even purer and purer than the chaotic power floating between heaven and earth."

Looking at the endless stream of chaotic power absorbed by himself, Murong Yu's face showed a look of surprise.

The gray fog is constantly absorbed by Murong Yu and transformed into pure chaotic power stored in his body. However, to his dismay, there is still no breakthrough in the "chaotic celestial record".

Since the last relationship with Mu Liyue, murongyu's strength has reached the later stage of Shangxian from the early stage of Shangxian.

That is to say, after that night's madness, the "chaotic astrology record" has reached the peak of the second level and the first level, but it has not yet been completed.

Now, when Murong Yu absorbs the gray fog, he is refining his body and becoming more powerful. At the same time, the "chaotic celestial record" also begins to advance slowly.

Whoosh, whoosh~~~

Murongyu's body is like a black hole, absorbing the gray power of the gray space. These gray power is like a rough sea, constantly absorbed by the crazy swallow, and then inhaled by Murong Yu.

In a short time, the gray power of this space became weaker.

Boom

Just as Murong Yu absorbed the gray power, the whole Chinese cultivation world suddenly changed! Storm, dark, a pair of signs into the end.

"What's going on?"

Many monks who felt the change of heaven and earth rushed out one after another and looked at the changing world, their faces changed greatly.

"Boy, are you crazy?"

Just when murongyu was crazy to devour the gray power in the gray space, suddenly, a voice containing the feeling of surprise and anger sounded in murongyu's ear.

Meanwhile, a young man in his twenties suddenly appeared in front of murongyu.

"Crazy, crazy! Boy, don't you stop absorbing the original power! This is the original strength of the Chinese cultivation world. If you absorb these forces, the Chinese cultivation world will be over. "

Watching Murong Yu continue to absorb the original strength, the young man suddenly said.

Murong Yu was surprised and interrupted the absorption of these forces. He didn't want to ruin the whole Chinese cultivation world.

"Who are you?"

"I am the consciousness of the Chinese cultivation world, that is, the Chinese cultivation world." Said the young man faintly.

"Are you the consciousness of the Chinese cultivation world?" Murongyu stood up and looked at the young man with a bad face.

"Yes." The pride of the youth.

"So to be a Punisher, you have to admit it?"

The young man nodded.

"Damn you, I've been communicating with you here for eight days, and you don't care about me! You bastard mean it, don't you? See if I don't beat you to death. "

I don't know why. At the first sight when Murong Yu saw the young man, he felt that he was not happy with him. Maybe it was because he had been airing for eight days without a bird.

Murongyu yelled at the young man and rushed up at the same time. His big hand reached out and grabbed him directly. Then his other hand, a huge fist, walked on the young man's eyes.

"I call you not bird me, I call you not bird me." Murong Yu constantly scolds the young people. He usually punches and kicks the young people directly, and they want to cry without tears.

"I'm not a bird. I just woke up, aren't I?" The young man was beaten so much that he wanted to cry without tears. He had no place to complain.

"Boy, do you admit me now?" Murongyu took the young man away, picked him up, and then asked fiercely."Brother, do I dare not admit it? You are so sharp. I don't want to be beaten up by you again. " Young people want to die.

Although he is the consciousness of the Chinese spiritual world, that is, the visible Chinese spiritual world, he has no strength. Although murongyu can't kill him, he can't touch murongyu. Otherwise, how could he be beaten by murongyu without fighting back?

"I wish you had admitted it? See, I've been through a lot of skin and flesh. What's the trouble? " Murongyu patted the youth on the shoulder and said in a deep tone.

The young man's face changed and he almost vomited blood