Overriding the Heaven Chapter 1095: West Shamu Soil

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The first thousand and ninety-fifth chapter Xisha Muyang

The expected courtyard, how to say, there must be a courtyard, a house.

In the house, there are also exercise rooms, alchemy rooms, treasure chests, etc.

These things are all available in the palace of the broken star building belonging to Chu Yan.

But this courtyard, after walking in, what Chu Yan saw was nothingness.

Yes, it means literally, nothingness.

An almost blank world.

It's extremely empty, and the sky and the ground are all the same color.

If you stand here for a long time, it will even make people feel desolate and lonely.

Except for a little more aura, there is no way to compare here with the palace of Broken Star Tower.

"It shouldn't be." Chu Yan tilted his head, closed his eyes, and carefully recalled the scene he saw when he walked all the way.

Those courtyards that already have owners, from the outside, the winding paths inside are secluded, each with its own style.

As a monk, it takes twelve hours a day to spend all of it for cultivation. How can I have time to build houses little by little, or even build so many beautiful buildings.

"There must be something in this, I didn't think of it."

Chu Yan pondered for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and blasted a punch.

The billowing spirit, like a round of cannons, rushes out.

When the surrounding ripples were surging, Chu Yan's eyes condensed.

He saw that among the ripples, there were silhouettes emerging.

"What is this?" After walking a few steps forward, Chu Yan reached out and touched it.

Started empty, nothing.

Thinking about it slightly, Chu Yan gathered aura in his palm, and then grabbed it forward.

This time, he clearly felt the sensation of catching a lump in his hand.

It is soft to the touch and a little elastic, just like dough.

It's just that the eyes can't see, and for a while, Chu Yan didn't know what he was holding in his hand.

"The Tianya Sect is located in the upper kingdom. What I have seen is not comparable to the border kingdom. It seems that I know too little about the world of monks. If I can ask Miaoran for some advice, she will definitely be able to answer it. ."

When thinking of Lin Miaoran, Chu Yan couldn't help taking out the Lingxi jade from his storage bag.

Unsurprisingly, there is still no information on the Lingxi Jade.

Since entering the territory of Shangguo, Lingxiyu has no longer received messages from Lin Miaoran.

Naturally, Chu Yan would not think that it was Lin Miaoran who hadn't sent a message to him, and that the problem must lie with Bao Xiang Shang Guo.

"After finishing the cleaning, the first thing is to solve this problem first." Chu Yan secretly said in his heart.

As soon as the voice fell, Chu Yan stared at his palm suddenly and let out a hey.

He didn't throw away the invisible dough he was holding in his hands before, but when he took out the Lingxi Jade, he subconsciously leaned his hands together.

At this moment, the emerald green on the Lingxi Jade, as if smudged, slowly penetrated towards the invisible dough in his hand.

The "dough" that was originally like air without any color soon turned into the same green as Lingxi Jade.

A piece of green dough that had been kneaded so that I didn't know how to describe it, appeared in Chu Yan's hands at this moment.

"This is--" Chu Yan's breathing was stagnant.

There was a possibility in his mind.

But without confirmation at this moment, he dare not make a conclusion easily.

So Chu Yan quickly moved the Lingxi Jade away.

The dough is still green, and it has not become transparent again because of the removal of the Lingxi Jade.

An answer in Chu Yan's mind is ready to come out.

He took a deep breath, squeezed the dough, and imagined a bird in his mind.

The next moment, he saw the green dough in his hand, and it began to squirm, gradually turning into the embryonic form of a bird, and then the mouth, eyes, feathers, etc., all appeared clearly.

It's exactly the same as the image he imagined in his mind!

Even if one foot has three toes and the other has only two toes, it’s not too bad!

"Sisha Muyang!"

Chu Yan's eyes sparkled with exquisiteness.

At this moment, he couldn't help taking a breath.

"Xisha has soil, moves with your heart, transforms at will, and is the mother of all soil..." Chu Yan muttered looking at the jade-like bird in his hand.

Xisha mother soil, this is a treasure that has been recorded in the ancient books of the broken star building.

When Chu Yan finished reading it at the time, he only felt that this kind of thing was too unbelievable.

A kind of soil, as long as you hold it in your hand and think in your heart, it will automatically change into the image you imagined.

What's even more amazing is that if you imagine a piece of wood in your mind, when the Sisha soil changes into wood, its appearance, shape, and even texture are exactly the same as wood.

At the time, Chu Yan only felt that this kind of thing was possible.

But now, the facts are really before my eyes.

In my hand, I hold a piece of Xisha Mu.

Another magical thing about Xisha Muyang is that it can only become an entity when it is inspired by aura.

When Chu Yan first entered this courtyard, he didn’t see anything. Later, when his spiritual energy leaked, he saw the outline of the soil. Then when he held the mass of soil, he thought of Lingxi jade, but he didn’t. Imagine the shape of Lingxi Jade, so it suddenly became exactly the same shape as Lingxi Jade for the first time.

All signs have shown that this is Xishamu soil!

The mother of the world's soil!

"Yes, according to the legend, this Xisha mother soil is only produced in a deep trench where sunlight is not available.

The Tianya Sect was built on an island, surrounded by the vast sea.

With the abilities of the monks here, it is naturally not surprising to be able to find Xisha Muyang. "

After Chu Yan recovered from the shocked emotions before, he made a connection, and all the doubts immediately made sense.

"Yes, it's no wonder that the courtyards of those disciples before can be built in a unique style.

In fact, it's not that they spent a lot of time, but the Xisha mother soil they used. "

After Chu Yan collected the little bird, he grabbed a few more pieces of Xisha mother soil.

After a thought, a chair slowly formed in his hand.

Because Xisha mother soil had no color at the beginning, when this chair was formed, people who didn't know it looked at it, and they were afraid that Chu Yan was creating something out of thin air. It was very magical.

After finishing the chair, Chu Yan made a big table with ease.

When making these things, the spiritual power of the monks needs to be highly concentrated. Otherwise, the things they make will become distracted and turn into various unimaginable shapes.

For Chu Yan, this is also a test and practice of mental strength, so he also enjoys it, and doesn't feel that it is too troublesome.

"The Tianya Sect is also really interesting. It is as large as mountain peaks and lakes, as small as tables, chairs and benches, all of which need to be made by disciples in the door.

Although it feels like a waste of time, but no matter how you say it, this is the same as the alchemy refining process.

I don’t know if this is a way for the Tianya Sect to let new beginner disciples have a sense of belonging as soon as possible. "

That being said, Chu Yan stopped after finishing a chair and a table, and did not continue to build a palace or cave for cultivation like others did.

Because he has a very important thing that he has not done yet.

That is to sort out the gains from this time on the way of slashing spirits.