In the thatched house.

A young man, wearing a white shirt and with long hair, sat cross-legged beside a table.

On the desk were placed the four ancient study treasures and a painting.

In the painting, peach blossoms and plum blossoms compete with each other in beauty and elegance.

Just one look at it can make people feel peaceful.

Ye Suifeng walked in.

"Dear guest, please take a seat."

The young man had a warm smile on his face, and a chair made of peach and plum wood appeared out of nowhere.

Ye Suifeng sat down, looked at the man in front of him, and said nothing.

The man chuckled and said, "May I ask your name?"

"Ye Suifeng." He replied.

"My name is Su Mu."

The man said, "I can sense that you are also a person blessed by the divine object."

Ye Suifeng sighed softly and shook his head, "I can also feel that you are not Su Mu, right?"

These strange words made "Su Mu"'s expression change instantly.

He suddenly raised his eyebrows, his eyes dark as ink.

Then, the black law, as if it were a substance, spread out from around the chair and completely enveloped Ye Suifeng!

A sinister little voice echoed in the thatched hut.

“Hehehe.”

"The laws of heaven delivered to our doorstep are a feast!"

On the table, the brush soared into the air, and the hairs on the tip of the brush suddenly exploded, covering Ye Suifeng's head. An extremely powerful attraction suddenly appeared.

Just when it thought it had succeeded.

"well."

A sigh.

Gray ripples rippled out from Ye Suifeng's position, directly dispersing the black laws wrapped around him.

Even the brush on his head suffered a strong impact.

Countless hairs broke into pieces, turned into fine powder, and floated in the sky.

"How is that possible!"

"Su Mu" looked at all this in astonishment.

But Ye Suifeng looked normal.

In fact, when he came in, he had already seen that the young man sitting inside did not have the slightest aura of a "human".

It is nothing more than the consciousness of the brush.

"You can't do anything to me. Tell me, where is the real Su Mu?" Ye Suifeng asked.

However, "Su Mu" seemed unwilling to accept this.

Its expression turned fierce, and it roared, "It's not over yet!"

After he finished speaking, the surrounding environment suddenly darkened.

In a flash, Ye Suifeng came to a strange world.

This world is composed entirely of ink and water. The intertwined laws of heaven and earth are a terrifying prison of heaven and earth. Even if a cultivator of the Mahayana stage comes in, he probably won't be able to escape.

"You really don't want to talk properly?"

However, Ye Suifeng remained indifferent.

“Hehehe…”

The only response he got was a sinister laugh.

The ink-painted mountains in the distance began to wriggle like a celestial python.

The ground beneath Ye Suifeng's feet turned into a sea of ​​ink, corroding everything!

"Expect endless pain!"

The voice of the pen spirit echoes throughout heaven and earth.

Ye Suifeng lost his patience.

"In that case, then die."

His expression turned cold, he stretched out his hand, and grabbed at the air with his fingers.

In an instant, a terrifying force that made people's hearts flutter exploded!

The vast world of ink painting began to crack rapidly with a "crackling sound" as it was grabbed!

In just a breath of time, the world's ability to bear has reached its limit.

With a "bang!", Ye Suifeng returned to the thatched hut.

He held the brush in his hand.

"Su Mu" looked panicked, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Senior, let's talk this over."

Ye Suifeng smiled.

Use gentle pressure with your palms.

“Bang!”

The brush broke directly!

The overwhelming black laws rolled out and were about to rise into the sky in an instant.

However, the Heavenly Dao Ring flashed, and the grey ripples were like a fishing net, enveloping all the black laws.

Then, compress quickly.

"No!"

The pen spirit wailed in pain.

But Ye Suifeng will not give it another chance.

The brush from outer space began to melt, and under the compression of the Heavenly Dao Ring, it gradually turned into a black stone and fell into Ye Suifeng's palm.

Su Mu in front of him suddenly began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fair fingers gradually dried up and the face began to be covered with wrinkles.

The long hair that was hanging outside turned completely white.

After a long moment, he slowly raised his head.

At this time, his face was already old, as if the oil had run out and the lamp was out.

His eyes were downcast, lifeless.

But Ye Suifeng could feel that the real Su Mu had returned.

"Thank you... Senior..."

Su Musha spoke in a hoarse and weak voice.

Ye Suifeng sat back in his chair, threw the Law Stone in his hand into the small world, and said, "Tell me, what's going on."

Su Mu began to speak slowly.

Everything can be traced back to four thousand years ago.

At that time, he was still a menial disciple of a second-rate sect. Due to his poor talent for cultivation, he did repetitive and boring chores day and night.

One day, Su Mu offended an inner sect disciple in the sect and fell off a cliff while being chased by him.

But as the old saying goes, misfortune may turn out to be a blessing in disguise.

Su Mu fell into a cave. The spiritual fruits inside healed his wounds, and he also obtained a treasure.

The pen of life.

Anyway, that's what the treasure calls itself.

With the help of the Cangsheng Pen, Su Mu returned to the sect and made rapid progress in his cultivation.

The inner disciple who bullied him was eventually killed by him.

From then on, Su Mu's life seemed to be on a roll, and it went straight up.

He crushed his way all the way and finally reached the top. He was about to ascend from there and enter the fairyland.

But the Cangsheng Pen stopped him.

The pen spirit told Su Mu that the fairy world was vast and boundless, with countless talented people, and he had no way of competing with those with great luck.

And in this world, one can obtain an extremely special thing that can increase the foundation of one's cultivation.

By then, after ascending to the immortal world, you can still dominate the world.

Su Mu has experienced the ridicule and sarcasm of others due to his poor talent.

I have also experienced the admiring gazes of others when I climbed to a high place.

He doesn't want to go back to the way he was before.

So he followed Cangshengbi's advice.

Su Mu forcibly suppressed his cultivation and did not complete the tribulation. Instead, under the guidance of the Cangsheng Pen, he founded Tianfu Academy, recruited talents, and expanded his territory.

When they reached a certain scale, Su Mu began to extend the principles of the Cangsheng pen to every corner of the place.

Then, begin to absorb the so-called "essence" from the world itself.

This process lasted for two thousand years.

Cultivating the "essence" is indeed amazing, it is an extremely pure original power.

Under its nourishment, Su Mu could feel that his cultivation talent and physique were constantly evolving. Even his cultivation had broken through the limits of the world without going through the tribulation.

At that time, he was addicted and vowed to make his talent and physique perfect before considering ascending to the immortal world.

but.

More than two thousand years later, Su Mu gradually discovered.

Things don't seem to be as simple as I thought.