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Chapter IV Primitive Heavenly Classic

In Mu Gaoyang's courtyard.

"Speak, you are plotting to expel Mu Lingfeng from the Mu family, bribe the guards, and even this old man has to help you warn that girl about what she wants to do. You must know that brat's grandfather, right now, no one knows whether he is alive or dead. Have you considered the consequences!"

Mu Er said in a dissatisfied tone as he looked at the grandson in front of him, who could not let him relax the most.

Mu Gao Yang didn't get angry and instead helped Mu Lu who was in a rage to sit down: "Grandfather, listen to me, my grandson doesn't want to stay in this place for his entire life. When the time comes and he dies, I also wanted to train properly, but it's too late now because my brother received some news.

Originally, I have nothing to do with the super sect, the Void Sword Sect, that is behind our Qian Feng Country, sending disciples to our Happy Sun City to recruit disciples. However, we have an guaranteed quota in the city that does not need to be competed in, and regardless of cultivation level, as long as it is someone, they can enter the Void Sword Sect.

"You want to frame Mu Lingfeng and then go in by yourself? Have you ever thought about why the Void Sword Sect gave Mu Lingfeng this slot? Have you ever thought about whether the people from the Void Sword Sect would recognize Mu Lingfeng or not?

Mu Lu was so angry that he stood up from his chair. The spirit energy in his palm surged as if he wanted to chop Mu Gao Yang to death with a single palm. The anger in his eyes made Mu Gao Yang shut his eyes in fear, not daring to look his grandfather in the eye.

"Speak, tell me all of your plans. I will advise you, so don't leave any flaws!"

….

Two days later, Mu Lingfeng had already stayed in the dungeon for three days. These three days, he had experienced what was called pain, what was called wanting to live rather than die.

He reckoned that the coldest time in this cell was in the middle of the night. It was close to -100 degrees Celsius.

After three days, Mu Lingfeng's entire body was covered in wounds, not a single part of his body was intact. After experiencing so much, if it wasn't for the fact that he had lived two lifetimes and his mind was still relatively strong, he might have already been driven mad by the cold inside.

There was no cold air in the other rooms, only this cell. There must be something different here, and yesterday he had already found some clues.

On the fourth day, the cold qi arrived as planned. Mu Lingfeng grabbed a handful of weeds from the ground and stuffed them into his clothes, as if he could resist the cold for a while. When the other old men saw Mu Lingfeng like this, they could only smile and not say anything.

By the third day of the night, the few old men close to his cell had all fallen asleep. Only then was Mu Lingfeng able to endure the bone chilling cold as he slowly moved to the third block of limestone in the corner.

After a few days of experimentation, he found that the temperature in this area was the lowest, and the cold was also the heaviest.

His fingers slowly approached the third bluestone block and used a little strength to slowly move the bluestone block. This bluestone block was considered the coldest area, even though it was only a simple touch from Mu Lingfeng's fingers, it was still so cold that it started to feel numb and numb.

Gritting his teeth, his eyes were determined as he tried to lift the bluestone block. After an unknown amount of time, his fingers lost consciousness, and he probably froze to death. Then, he lifted the bluestone block and saw what was underneath.

A white jade tablet that was emitting a chilling aura laid quietly on the ground. Perhaps it was because there was nothing to stop it, but a chill that even Mu Lingfeng could not withstand instantly spread over his face. Mu Lingfeng was instantly frozen stiff, and the flesh on his fingers completely disappeared.

The blood vessels ruptured, and a clot of blood fell onto the white jade tablet. It was unknown what exactly was on the white jade tablet, but the clot actually began to slowly melt, and an extremely strong chill swept through every cell. All the living beings in the dungeon except Mu Lingfeng were dead, including the mouse at a small hole.

What is this place? Why am I here? Am I not in a dungeon?

Mu Lingfeng walked in the empty space step by step.

After an unknown period of time, a second, a day, a year, or even an eternity, a white jade tablet appeared before him.

"How many years has it been? Someone has finally come!" An unknown voice came from an unknown place in this empty space.

"Who, come out!" Mu Lingfeng jumped up like a frightened bird. Looking around, he did not find anyone.

After circling around the white jade monument once, he still didn't see the person who spoke just now.

"If you come out, what's the point of hiding your head and showing your tail?" Mu Lingfeng shouted.

The originally empty space was terrifyingly lonely. Now that a voice suddenly rang out, Mu Lingfeng, who had been trembling in fear, felt a chill run down his spine.

After Mu Lingfeng finished speaking, the void space instantly underwent a tremendous change. The originally vast space rapidly shrank, and Mu Lingfeng could feel the space being squeezed as an endless pressure continuously reduced the area where he was moving.

In next to no time, he felt his entire body, even his skin and bones, being crushed and being crushed, and he was in so much pain that he wished he were dead.

….

The Wordless Monument was divided into nine levels, with each level being the highest. Only after obtaining the nine levels would the leader of the Heavenly Monument become eternal. Otherwise, he would die at his current level, at the first level of the Ancient Heavenly Classic …

The voice in his mind continued, but Mu Lingfeng was actually thinking about what was going on.

Mu Lingfeng also discovered a miraculous thing, which was that he was able to submerge his consciousness into his mind. Although he did not recall having any inner vision since he came to this continent, after experiencing the transmigration and rebirth, Mu Lingfeng discovered that his mental state was extremely large. He could even feel that such a ridiculous thing was normal.

It was as if the Ancient God Scripture had been imprinted in his mind. The cultivation method continued to appear in his mind as countless words danced in his mind.

In any case, he couldn't leave the dungeon, so he might as well try to train in this so-called Ancient Heavenly Classic. At the same time, he could kill time and spend the next ten days safely.

According to the introduction, there were a total of nine levels to the Ancient Heavenly Classic, and each level had its own unique characteristics. Mu Lingfeng had obtained the Wordless Monument, which provided a method to condense a Heavenly Sword, using elemental energy to nurture a Heavenly Sword in his body as an attack method. There was also a saying that the person killed by the Heavenly Sword could provide the Heavenly Sword Sovereign with elemental energy to speed up his or her cultivation.

Furthermore, there were a few Heavenly Sword techniques attached to it as well. Mu Lingfeng had temporarily put all of these behind him. After all, without a cultivation, any powerful attack would be useless.

The Primordial Heavenly Scripture only had a few thousand words, and each word seemed to be impossible to exist. Mu Lingfeng did not know what it was, but when he focused his sight on the word, he could miraculously understand the meaning of the word, and then he would be able to practice according to that meaning.