"The Tree Ancestor will definitely stay by the blood pool. With my current martial arts cultivation, even if I rush out, I will not be its opponent."

"Since that's the case, then I will practice first and improve my strength. It's not too late to go out after my mental power is improved to level 42."

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged at the bottom of the blood pool, a space barrier pushing the blood away, forming a small spherical space.

Putting the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture on the ground, Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hands and slowly unfolded the scroll.

The world on the scroll is vast, with stunning mountains, rushing rivers, and every flower and grass seems to contain infinite spirituality.

Especially the sacred tree connecting to the sky, the outlines are vivid and graceful, which is both grand and magnificent, and gives people a simple artistic conception of changing the world.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a palm and pressed it on the scroll, injecting the true energy in his body into it continuously.

"Wow—"

Gradually, some of the brush patterns on the scroll were activated by the true energy and emitted dazzling light.

The lights pierced Zhang Ruochen's eyes and hurt, like lightswords flying up, piercing Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

As a last resort, Zhang Ruochen had to close his eyes temporarily.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the surrounding scene had undergone earth-shaking changes.

At this time, he stood under a straight and steep black mountain. Compared with that mountain, his body seemed extremely small, like a speck of dust.

No, that's not a black mountain.

It was the trunk of a huge ancient tree.

The ancient tree is too thick. At first glance, it looks like a mountain, completely blocking people's sight.

Zhang Ruochen looked up.

I saw that the ancient tree was not very tall. The trunks passed through the clouds, and only some thick branches and huge leaves appeared from the clouds.

A leaf is like a green boat floating in the sky. If it falls, it may be able to cover a hill.

The whole world is filled with rich spiritual energy.

"Could it be... Could it be that this is the legendary divine tree of heaven?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Suddenly, a feeling of sleepiness came, and Zhang Ruochen felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, his body became softer, and he sat under the tree, half of his body leaned on the trunk, and fell asleep.

In his sleep, Zhang Ruochen heard an old voice: "Heaven and earth are in harmony, and all things are born... Yin and Yang are connected, and the four seasons are changing... The sun and the moon intersect, and the cycle of reincarnation..."

“Who is talking?”

Zhang Ruochen tried hard to open his eyes, and his vision gradually became clear. He saw an old man practicing swordsmanship not far away.

He was thinking something in his mouth.

However, Zhang Ruochen could not see the old man's true body clearly.

The old man's body was like a phantom, sometimes condensed and sometimes dissipated. Even the sound was intermittent, making it hard to hear clearly. What was he talking about?

After a whole day of observation, Zhang Ruochen showed that the old man's body and sword skills were extremely mysterious, as if he was using a sword to tell a great truth between heaven and earth.

That truth is related to "time", and should be about the source of time.

A moment, a moment, a moment, a day, a month, a season, a year, a hundred and a hundred years, a yuan meeting.

It's like the origin of space: Wuji gives birth to Tai Chi, Tai Chi gives birth to two qualities, two qualities give birth to four images, and four images give birth to eight trigrams.

The origin of time is also from nothing to something: in an instant, in eight moments, in twelve hours, in twelve hours, in twelve hours, in twelve hours, in twelve hours, in twelve months, in twelve months, in four seasons, in the current year, in the Jiazi, in the Yuanhui.

Nine scales of time: moment, moment, time, sky, moon, season, year, Jiazi, and Yuanhui.

At this time, the sword technique that the old man practiced seemed to be the birth process of time. Every move and every move are full of mystery, giving people a feeling of profoundness and infiniteness.

"If you want to practice the sword of time, you must first capture the mark of time. One mark is a moment."

The old man recited, stomping his steps while wielding his sword.

However, his sword had no shadow, like a ray of light, which was so fast that it was scary.

"The first sword of the Sword of Time, without trace in an instant."

"The second sword of the sword of time, the scale changes eight times."

...

"The fourth sword of the sword of time, the cycle of reincarnation."

...

"The Sixth Sword of the Sword of Time, the four seasons alternate."

"The Seventh Sword of the Sword of Time, the Light of the Year."

Zhang Ruochen widened his eyes hard, but he only saw the first sword of the Time Sword Technique "Shi Na Wuhen". The seemingly scary sword technique could still see some clues.

The sword techniques behind were simply unpredictable, containing infinite rules of heaven. Zhang Ruochen's scalp was about to explode, but he could not see anything.

Those sword techniques are too mysterious. If Zhang Ruochen forced to study them, his mental power would probably collapse.

After all, Zhang Ruochen's mental power is too weak.

Since that's the case, let's first practice the first sword of the Sword of Time, without trace in an instant.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to summon the ancient sword of Chenyuan, but found that his hands were empty. Not to mention the ancient sword of Chenyuan, there was not even a storage ring.

Since there is no sword in your hand, use your hand as the sword.

Zhang Ruochen's index and middle fingers were together, and he stretched out his arms. He followed the old man's technique and used his sword technique while stepping on his feet.

After practicing for nine days, Zhang Ruochen didn't know how many swords he used and how many times he practiced, and learned the old man's steps and sword moves to a vivid realm.

Zhang Ruochen felt that the realm of swordsmanship had improved a lot. However, he still did not use the essence of "Sudden Traceless", but only learned the superficial sword moves.

Because, he slashed out with one sword, but he still had scars and did not reach the realm of scarlessness.

"As I am currently at the swordsmanship level, I'm afraid I have reached the middle level of the sword heart, but I can't even learn a sword technique?"

Zhang Ruochen stopped, feeling quite distressed, and felt a little confused.

At this moment, the old man's voice sounded again: "If you want to practice the sword of time, you must first capture the mark of time. One mark is a moment."

"A mark is a moment."

Zhang Ruochen recited to himself, and suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had realized something.

According to the records of the "Secret Book of Time and Space", space has space inscriptions and time has time imprints.

A series of space inscriptions can be piled up to form an independent space world.

A series of time marks can converge into a long river of time.

"I understand! The first sword of the Sword of Time, Shin-Shi Wuhen, refers to comprehension of the 'Shi' in the time scale."

"What is a moment? A time mark is a moment."

"Only by capturing a time mark and integrating it into the sword technique, can we truly display the instant and without trace."

Where is the imprint of time?

Time marks are everywhere, the key is whether you can control the time marks and use them for your own use.

Zhang Ruochen paused, closed his eyes, and began to recall the story of "Time Mark" in the "Secret Book of Time and Space".

...

If someone sneaks into the bottom of the blood pool at this time, he will see Zhang Ruochen sitting cross-legged in a circle of air shields, closing his eyes, one of the hands pressing on a scroll of pictures, and the other hand holding the sword technique, constantly gestureing.

His brows were sometimes stretched and sometimes frowned.

Just as he understood the sword technique, a martial soul rushed out above his head and floated in the blood.

That martial soul seemed very sacred, like a divine shadow, which was actually absorbing the power of sacrifice in the blood pool.

It is the "False God Body" that Zhang Ruochen has long been practicing successfully.

The body of a false god can transform the martial soul into a false god, absorb the power of sacrifice, and transform it into one's own cultivation.

However, at this time, Zhang Ruochen spent all his energy on comprehending the sword moves. He didn't know that the martial soul felt the power of the sacrifice and automatically flew out of his body to absorb that power.

The power of sacrifice enters the martial soul, then turns from the martial soul into the body, turning into a huge stream of true energy, which circulates rapidly in the meridians.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!