After putting away all these herbs, Chu Mo took a deep breath, and then began to look around. Jie Ling said that he was here and left him an identity that could be used in the Illusory God Realm. Chu Mo frowned slightly, guessing in his heart: what is the so-called identity? Hearing the tone of the world spirit, it seems very important, can it be more important than these foundation building materials
After walking around the hall, Chu Mo finally found a small door in a corner.
Compared with this simple and magnificent main hall, this small door looks a bit inconspicuous.
This is just a wooden door, and it looks like the kind of wooden door that has gone through a long time and is about to rot, lying there. Chu Mo even doubted that when he pushed the door, would he smash it with a light force
However, it turned out that this wooden door only looked broken, but when Chu Mo reached out to push it, he felt its heaviness.
Because it didn't push away at once!
"So heavy?" Chu Mo's face showed surprise. Although he wondered in his heart whether the wooden door might have rotted, he didn't really think so. Because Chu Mo didn't think that Jie Ling couldn't afford even a single door.
So, he just had at least a hundred catties of strength to push a door... It should be enough!
As a result, the door did not move at all.
Chu Mo bared his teeth and smiled, directly raising the strength of his arm to tens of thousands of catties, with a smirk on his face.
Xin said that Jie Ling should not ask him to compensate this door when the time comes.
"Hey!" Chu Mo snorted.
Then, he looked at the dilapidated wooden door in a daze, his gaze was a little dull.
Because of this wooden door, there is still no sign of opening!
"Hey..." The corners of Chu Mo's mouth twitched, with an expression of reluctance on his face, he muttered, "I don't believe in evil anymore! I have hundreds of millions of catties of strength, and I still can't open this half-hidden door ?”
With that said, the strength of the arm was directly increased to one hundred thousand catties!
no!
Million catties!
Or not!
Five million catties!
Ten million catties!
Fifty million catties!
In the end, it wasn't until Chu Mo raised the strength to 100 million catties that the door that was originally ajar moved slightly.
Facts have proved that this door does not have any mechanism, nor does it rely on spiritual power to open it. Because it itself is concealed. All that is needed is strength.
But Chu Mo has increased his strength to 100 million catties. This kind of strength can almost collapse even a palace. If he punches out, the top of a hill can be knocked down. But unfortunately, this half-hidden door was not pushed open!
This is simply evil!
Could it be that such a dilapidated wooden door is heavier than a mountain
Chu Mo mobilized all the vast power in his body and concentrated it directly on his arms, which was already all his power. There are a billion catties!
"Give it to me!" Chu Mo yelled loudly, echoing in the empty hall.
creak!
The wooden door finally made a dry and unwilling sound, and was pushed open by Chu Mo.
boom!
A tyrannical aura emanated instantly.
Caught off guard, Chu Mo was blown away, and hit the wall behind with a bang.
Even though he was already in the ancestral realm and King Kong was not bad, but this time, Chu Mo still had stars in his eyes and was dizzy for a long time.
Shocked expression appeared on Chu Mo's face, and he murmured, "Jie Ling... Are you kidding me? Behind that door... What is it that is closed? Why is it so scary?"
As he said that, Chu Mo looked over there.
Fortunately, the door that was pushed open did not close again, it was just half open. The tyrannical breath also did not come out again. It seemed that everything just now was just Chu Mo's illusion.
Chu Mo stood up, rubbed his butt, and walked over there again. Follow the half-open door and go straight into the room inside.
In the room, there is a person standing!
When Chu Mo first saw this person, he was almost frightened. My heart was beating loudly.
Because the aura of this person is really terrifying!
Chu Mo couldn't see his appearance clearly. This person's whole body was shrouded in a halo. Even if he was close in front of his eyes, no matter how hard Chu Mo tried, he couldn't see clearly what this person looked like.
All I knew was that this was a middle-aged man, and his whole body was full of terrifying coercion.
The tyrannical aura before must have also emanated from him. But I don't know why it was only for a moment, and then it disappeared. Probably like those medicinal materials, it was sealed by the world spirit by means, right
Chu Mo even had a feeling that if the aura of this person was not suppressed and completely released, he could be killed in an instant!
A person can be killed with just breath... Could it be that this person is a top cultivator
It's not that Chu Mo has never met top-level monks, such as Feng Chun, who is a top-level monk with the master of the emperor.
However, when Feng Chun met Chu Mo, he completely restrained his breath. It seemed that he was not much different from an ordinary person.
When Chu Mo entered the Illusory God Realm for the first time, he met Hu Lie and Qingfeng who were exchanging lessons from a very long distance, and felt that powerful energy fluctuation.
After entering the Illusory God City, he also felt the terrifying coercion from Shangguan Nan and the others. But those coercion, compared with the faint aura coercion on the person in front of him, is nothing at all.
This was also the first time for Chu Mo to feel the coercion of the top monks so intuitively.
"Could it be that this is the identity left to me by the old man Jie Ling? Although it can only be used in the Illusory God Realm, this... is this too exaggerated?" Chu Mo muttered to himself in disbelief .
Because he suddenly remembered what Hu Lie had told him about the second avatar, saying that there was once a cultivator in the stage of refining gods who had the body of a Daluo Jinxian. After refining it into a second avatar, his strength surpassed that of the deity Countless times.
But in Chu Mo's heart, he felt that this was impossible, because if he wanted to have a second clone, at least he had to wait until he had reached the stage of refining the gods and had a second soul.
Such an obvious mistake, the world spirit should not make it, right
Chu Mo frowned, looked away from this man, and then began to look around the room.
Finally, Chu Mo's eyes fell on a protrusion on the wall of the room.
It was a one-foot-square bluestone, the same as the other bluestones on the walls of this room, except that it protruded a little. It was more obvious, Chu Mo saw the abnormality there at a glance.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Mo walked over, stretched out his hand, pressed on the protrusion, and pushed back the raised bluestone with a little force.
Then, a heavy sound sounded, the bluestone was completely retracted, and a hole one foot square appeared on the wall, and there seemed to be something inside.