Su Mu's voice seems to be the Tao, the origin of the universe, and the holy voice explaining the truth, approaching him is approaching the Tao.

This is the limitless realm of truth.

As the realm of Su Mu's explanations continues to improve, more and more spiritual practitioners are struggling to listen, but no one is willing to give up like this. They try hard to follow the Tao, but they can only watch the Tao get farther and farther away from them. In the end, he had to fall out of the profound realm of truth.

These spiritualists showed remorse, not complaining about Su Mu, but regretting why they were so weak!

If I work harder, have more talent, and strengthen my strength, I can continue to follow the footsteps of this existence!

They hated themselves so much at this moment, but they didn't dare to waste even a second, sitting on the ground and racing against time to absorb the insights they had gained earlier.

More and more people fell behind, and when they reached the pulse stage, there were only three people and one beast left in the entire Fengming Mountain.

Ye Yaxuan's master and apprentice, Fang Baiyu, a dusty young man who escaped from the isolated island in the lake, and a little leopard with silver scales and a one-horned head outside the hall.

Among them, Fang Baiyu and the silver-scaled one-horned little leopard are only a few steps, but they can keep up with the footprints left by Su Mu, which shows their talent.

As long as the two of them don't die while growing up, they will definitely be able to occupy a place in this world full of strong men and full of dangers in the future.

At the late stage of the pulse stage, only Ye Yaxuan's master and apprentice were able to persevere.

The knowledge Su Mu expounded is still too difficult for Fang Baiyu and the silver-scaled one-horned little leopard, who only have a small level.

"Next, I will talk about the last realm—the Field of Fate."

"The realm of Fate Field is formed by the combination of Fate and Field."

"Once you enter the field of fate, you can know the destiny, the field of cultivation, and the way of the road."



The chief girl escaped from this mysterious accidental injury, glanced enviously at her master Ye Yaxuan, untied the big sword behind her back and placed it across her legs, closed her eyes and meditated.

Her aura has been advancing by leaps and bounds all the way, soaring upwards from the initial stage, and the penance that required years of polishing was completed within a few minutes after hearing Su Mu's insights.

"That's the end of this explanation. I have already walked out of my own way. This way is not suitable for you. You need to walk the next way by yourself."

"Great tree god, you are the eternal master, the immortal light, the protector of all things, and the enlightener of all living beings. May your prestige and kindness shine everywhere, and may your holiness and immortality shine on the earth forever. "

As Su Mu's voice fell, the sacred hymn uttered almost chants of praise, slowly hiding and disappearing.

Ye Yaxuan glanced at Su Mu gratefully, then quickly closed her eyes, and then an invisible aura emerged from her body, expanding and extending from her body as the center.

If Zhongli was here, he would be able to see at a glance that Ye Yaxuan is the prelude that will only appear when she is about to step into the field of fate!

Fortunately, Ye Yaxuan knew that she was in the Taoist Palace of Fengming Mountain, and under her intentional control, her aura only had a slight repelling and suppressing effect.

Even so, all the beings in the aura also experienced stagnation of qi and blood and stiff movements.

Without Ye Yaxuan's deliberate control, just this leaked aura would turn this picturesque landscape into a purgatory on earth, stained with dazzling blood.