After breaking through the realm, Zhang Ruochen's body trembled suddenly.

Then, the pores of the whole body were completely opened, and a force of sucking was released to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Zhang Ruochen's body was completely wrapped in a spiritual vortex, and it was not until a few days later that the spiritual vortex disappeared.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen laughed loudly and shouted: "Catched, captured! Finally, the mark of time was captured."

"The Sword of Time, no trace in an instant."

His eyes were not opened, as if he was still sleeping.

The arm was pinched into a sword technique, and suddenly waved it, turning into a ray of light and slashed out.

"Swish!"

That sword light cut through the space domain and tear apart a hole.

Suddenly, blood gushed in, completely submerging Zhang Ruochen's body.

Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes, turned his hands into palm prints, pushed them out in the left and right directions, and once again supported the space domain.

He looked at his hands, then at the divine wood picture of the universe on the ground, and said to himself: "What a powerful sword of time, it can actually break through the realm of space. But how did I successfully practice the sword of time?"

Zhang Ruochen rubbed his temples and recalled them hard.

Just now, he pressed his palm on the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture, and seemed to see a huge ancient tree and an old man practicing swordsmanship.

He felt that he had been practicing swordsmanship with the old man for several months.

However, it seemed that only a moment had passed.

"It was the feeling that last time, it seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like only a moment had passed. However, this time, it was much clearer than the last time. I am sure that I was learning sword with an old man, and I was learning the sword of time. The first move was called Shina Wuhen."

Zhang Ruochen tried hard to recall, but he couldn't remember what happened. There were only some vague reflections in his mind.

"Is the place I went to the inner world of the Qiankun Shenmutu?"

The Qiankun Divine Wood Picture absorbs the original energy of the Wood Jingxu Realm. The Heavenly Divine Wood should have grown up, enough to support the inner world of the picture scroll.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen immediately injected his true energy into the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture. With a bang, the surface of the scroll rose.

The rays of light are as thin as silk threads, gathering together and turning into a door to space.

Zhang Ruochen stepped out in one step and entered the space gate as if he had passed through a layer of light curtain. The next moment, his feet stepped on a piece of emerald green grass.

Zhang Ruochen looked around and saw the whole world lush and lush area. In a farther place, you could vaguely see huge mountains towering into the clouds, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the deep mountains and ancient forests, giving people a scene like a wild and vast siege.

A moment ago, there was still a pool of blood in the dim light.

The next moment, I came to an independent world, like a paradise, isolated from the world.

"This... this is the picture-scroll world of the Qiankun Shenmu Picture. What is the difference between it and the real world? It's so amazing. I don't know what level the cultivation level of the Sumeru Saint Monk reached back then, and he was able to create his own world."

Zhang Ruochen was amazed and suddenly thought of what Buddhism calls "one flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi."

He took a deep breath, and the air was filled with a stream of soil, fragrance of flowers and plants, and a powerful spiritual energy poured into his body and ran around in his meridians.

"The richness of spiritual energy is almost the same as that of remote places like Tianmo Ridge, but it is far from comparable to the Holy City of the East Region."

The concentration of spiritual energy determines the quality of the cultivation environment.

But, it is not absolute.

As long as Zhang Ruochen has enough spiritual crystals, he can arrange a spirit gathering array.

In this way, even in the world of Picture Scroll where spiritual energy is relatively barren, it will not affect cultivation at all.

The most important thing is that ten days have passed in the world of the picture scroll, and only one day has passed in the outside world.

This is the most helpful thing to Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation!

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the sky and soon saw the divine tree of the heaven. So he unfolded his body and flew off the ground.

Not long after, he came to the top of a small hill closest to the Zhitian Divine Tree.

Looking from afar, I saw a dead tree stump as high as thirty feet high on the ground.

The tree stump looked like a huge and flat round platform, and at first glance, there was no edge.

On the tree stump, there are circles of marks of annual rings, densely packed, countless, and I don’t know how many tens of millions of annual rings are. Each annual ring is like a book page, recording an ancient story.

An ancient and surging force came from the tree stump, giving people the feeling of an ancient tree recording endless secrets.

Zhang Ruochen was extremely shocked and thought, "Is this the legendary divine tree of heaven?"

The divine tree of the heaven is a legend that everyone knows about in Kunlun Realm. It is said that it is a divine tree connecting the heaven and earth, also known as the "root of Kunlun Realm".

In the Middle Ages 100,000 years ago, the divine wood of the heavens was cut off, and since then, no one in the Kunlun world could become a god. At the same time, historians also characterized the "the divine wood of the heavens was cut off" as a sign of the end of the medieval era.

According to Xiao Hei, the Sumeru Holy Monk transplanted the roots of the divine tree from the heavenly divine tree to the inner world of the divine tree map of the Qiankun divine wood.

What it refers to should be the huge tree stump in front of Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen spread his arms, walked against the wind, came to the top of the tree stump, and fell down lightly.

"It is worthy of being the stump of the divine tree in the sky. Such a long time has passed, and such a rich spiritual energy is still emitted. In the spiritual energy, there seems to be a higher-grade airflow, which should be the legendary holy energy." Zhang Ruochen was very amazed.

In the inner world of the picture scroll, the closer it is to the stump that is close to the heavenly god tree, the stronger the spiritual energy is.

Especially when standing on the tree stump, the richness of spiritual energy is comparable to that of the holy mountain in the Holy Academy. Even more than that.

The stump under Zhang Ruochen's feet was like a flat, huge martial arts training ground that stretched out. I don't know how long it took to reach the center of the stump.

In the center of the stump, a new seedling grows.

However, this new seedling has grown for many years and is already very thick. The diameter of the trunk is over 100 meters. It looks like a mountain that penetrates straight into the clouds, majestic and shocking soul.

He could clearly feel the huge vitality contained in the new seedlings.

"It's here, where I came to my dream, it's here. This is the new seedling of the Heavenly Divine Tree. It has supported the inner world of this scroll."

Zhang Ruochen was searching under the tree, but he couldn't find the old man.

"Xiao Hei has been sealed in the world of pictorial scrolls. He must have a good understanding of this world. Since he can't find the reason, he will leave this place first, and then ask it again, and there should be gains."

Zhang Ruochen looked up, with a look of awe in his eyes, folded his hands together, bowed to the new seedlings connecting to the heavenly divine tree, and immediately turned around and left.

Zhang Ruochen didn't know how long he had practiced before, and was afraid that he had missed the ten-day appointment, so he hurriedly withdrew from the world of picture scrolls.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the door of space and returned to the bottom of the blood pool.

The light of the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture flashed, turned into a dot of light, flew into Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows, and then slung in the sea of ​​qi.

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and gradually calmed down his emotions.

It was not until this time that he realized that his martial arts cultivation had already broken through to the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm without realizing it, and his mental power had reached the forty-second level.

The mental power reached the forty-second level, which was originally expected by Zhang Ruochen.

After all, if his mental power had not been broken, he would not have learned the first sword of the Sword of Time, without trace in an instant.

But how could the realm of martial arts have also been broken through?

After all, Zhang Ruochen's martial arts realm has only been breaking through to the Great Extreme Realm of the Heavenly Realm. According to his estimate, if he wants to break through to the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm, it will take at least another half a year to practice.

"Is it because when I comprehended the Sword of Time, the martial soul turned into a false god body and absorbed the sacrificial power in the blood pool?" Zhang Ruochen could only think of such a possibility.

He released his mental power and merged into the blood pool. Sure enough, the sacrificial power in the blood pool became much weaker.

"It seems that I have been in the blood pool for a long time, otherwise it would be impossible for me to break through to the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm."

Zhang Ruochen's face was solemn, and he said to himself: "I hope it will take ten days."

He transported his true energy to his legs, stepped on the bottom of the blood pool, and took advantage of the recoil force, and rushed upwards like an arrow leaving the string.
Chapter completed!