The wizard's road begins with the simulator

"The ruins of the White Jade Immortal Sect have been found, but I alone cannot break the space restriction."

Looking at Lord Diming, Chen Mu spoke softly.

This Lord of the Underworld is also a cultivator of gods, and can be said to be one of Chen Mu's few friends in this world.

Chen Mu naturally knows what kind of person Zhenjun Diming is.

"Even you can't break it?"

After hearing Chen Mu's words, Lord Di Ming said in surprise.

The others didn't know it, but he knew it.

He knew very well that his friend was already in the middle stage of becoming a god. His cultivation time was shorter than his, but his realm was higher than his.

Chen Mu nodded.

Although he is in the middle stage of becoming a god, he is not a cultivator who specializes in restraint.

If it is broken by force, the secret realm may disappear together with it, which is not what Chen Mu wants.

Seeing Chen Mu nodding, Lord Di Ming touched his chin, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Okay, then I'll go with you."

After a moment, Lord Di Ming nodded and said.

This kind of opportunity is rare even for him. This time it is not a good opportunity.

You must know that the White Jade Immortal Sect was an Immortal Sect hundreds of thousands of years ago, so there will definitely not be too few treasures in the ruins.

I just don’t know if there is any opportunity to be useful for transforming into a god.

The higher the level of the immortal cultivator, the harder it is to get the opportunity that suits you.

After all, there are so many opportunities in the world of immortality.

This time, Chen Mu was able to find the ruins of the White Jade Immortal Sect by chance and even spent more than a dozen efforts.

"Okay, let's go."

Chen Mu said, and then his figure moved and disappeared from the place.

Lord Diming sent out some news, and then followed Chen Mu to the ruins of the White Jade Immortal Sect.

Baiyu Mountain, interior.

At this time, the inside of Bai Yushan has been completely opened up by Chen Mu.

The space inside Baiyu Mountain is very large, and some weird secret patterns can be seen everywhere.

These secret patterns are intertwined together, forming a series of restrictions.

These secret lines are intertwined together, making people's scalp numb just by looking at them.

Moreover, this restriction cannot be forcibly broken, otherwise everything in the secret realm of the White Jade Immortal Sect's ruins will be destroyed.

Chen Mumou has been painting for so long, so it is naturally impossible for him to allow this situation to happen.

"Di Ming, how are you doing? Are you sure?"

Chen Mu has seen this scene countless times, so there is nothing strange about it.

After he finished speaking, Lord Di Ming frowned slightly.

"These are all ancient prohibitions, intertwined with each other, and implicated in each other. Even I am not very sure that I can crack them."

"The White Jade Immortal Sect is a sect that existed a hundred thousand years ago and does not belong to the ancient sect. Why are their ruins and secret realms sealed with ancient restrictions?"

"Strange! Strange!"

Lord Di Ming Shen said naturally as if talking to himself.

His frown deepened, and the thoughtful look on his face became more intense.

Chen Mu, who saw this scene, stood aside, his expression did not change at all, and he did not take the initiative to break the atmosphere.

After a while, Lord Di Ming seemed to understand something, and his frown eased slightly.

"Yan Huo, I am confident that I can break the restriction, but it will take a lot of time."

Lord Di Ming Shen spoke.

Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Even Chen Mu felt uncomfortable finding the secret realm and being unable to enter.

After all, he knew very well that there was a great opportunity in this secret realm.

If everything goes well, he will be able to break through to the late stage of divine transformation after this trip to the secret realm.

If the realm of divine transformation is the top of the pyramid in the Northern Thirteen Territories, then the late stage of divine transformation is the top of the pyramid in the Northern Thirteen Territories.

is invincible.

After all, Chen Mu has never heard of any immortal cultivators in the Northern Thirteen Regions who are in the late stage of divine transformation or above.

At this time, he was no longer the same person who had just reincarnated into this world. After becoming a god, his strength and power expanded rapidly.

Some major events in the Northern Thirteen Regions could no longer be hidden from Chen Mu at this time.

So over the years, he has learned a lot.

"how long will it takes."

Chen Mu asked.

"It will take at least four hundred years. I don't know if it's worth it this time."

Lord Diming rubbed his brows and said helplessly.

Although four hundred years is not a very long time for him, it is not very short either.

If you spend four hundred years but get nothing in the end, then the gain outweighs the loss.

"At least you won't lose money. These restrictions are not simple. Maybe this is a secret realm of inheritance."

Chen Mu smiled lightly and spoke.

Although he didn't know what was in the secret realm, he knew that there were great opportunities in the secret realm and there was no danger at all.

This is the wonderful use of the power of merit.

In the past three thousand years, Chen Mu used the power of merit three times to search for resources, and each time he gained a lot.

It can be said that without the power of merit, it would be impossible for him to become a middle-stage god at this time.

At this time, Chen Mu's goal in this world has become to become the Lord of Hedao. Although it is difficult, there is always a glimmer of hope.

"I don't know if the power of one hundred and twenty strands of merit is enough."

Thinking of this, Chen Mu thought to himself.

Over the years, Chen Mu used countless methods to try to gain the power of merit again, but they all failed in the end.

He also killed a few Xianyuan Masters, but it had no effect at all.

"Inherited Secret Realm?"

"I hope it's not a secret realm of inheritance. I think it's like a treasure trove that's sealed layer by layer."

Lord Di Ming Shen shook his head.

But it must not be the secret realm of inheritance. For monks like them who have become gods, the secret realm of inheritance has no effect at all.

Those who can achieve the goal of becoming gods are all great monks, and they have all blazed their own path.

Under such circumstances, the Secret Realm of Inheritance seems extremely useless.

There was no reply, Chen Mu sat cross-legged and quietly.

To him, four hundred years is nothing.

After becoming a god, Chen Mu's lifespan is at least years.

At this time, he can be said to be the youngest among all the god-transforming monks.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, four hundred and fifty years passed.

Inside Baiyu Mountain.

Chen Mu, who was sitting cross-legged in silence, slowly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the Lord of the Underworld.

"How is it?"

Chen Mu said in a message.

Hearing Chen Mu's words, a smile appeared on the face of Lord Di Ming.

"It's almost there. These ancient restrictions are all driven by the ancient spirit-sealing restrictions. Maybe this is really the treasure trove of the White Jade Immortal Sect."