After swallowing the demonic energy, Ding Mu had not had time to condense Wusha's body, a feeling that did not belong to him appeared in his mind. But these perceptions made Ding Mu feel familiar, and could provide a lot of reference for his cultivation, and even let him sense to the realm of the morning clock in advance. What kind of realm is it.

This discovery surprised Ding Mu a little. Before he entered the realm of Chen Zhong, he could sense what kind of realm of Chen Zhong was. This was equivalent to cheating for Ding Mu.

With these insights, Ding Mu's cultivation speed in the Dusk Realm will inevitably be greatly improved. If it might have taken more than ten years or even decades to break through to the Morning Bell Realm, Ding Mu may only take a few years or even less time to do it.

As for why these insights appear, Ding Mu felt that it was probably because Wusha first entered the realm of the Morning Bell under the training of the Demon King, and Wusha first got the realm of the Morning Bell. These are the insights that Wusha got after entering the realm of the Morning Bell.

He merged the perception of no killing and no killing, so naturally he became his.

This is an unexpected gain.

However, now is not the time to experience these insights. Ding Mu still needs to divide his soul as soon as possible to help Wusha condense his body. Only then can he calm down and sort out these insights well, and then strive to break through to the realm of the morning bell in the shortest time.

Considering the existence of Wukong, it is not only necessary to stimulate Ding Mu to hurry up and practice, but in many cases, Wukong can also help Ding Mu to fight the enemy. Therefore, Ding Mu still divides out one-third of the soul to condense Wukong, so as to ensure Wukong has enough cultivation and combat power.

As Pan Lin said, as Ding Mu's cultivation level continues to improve, the pain of dividing the soul is far better than before. Even though Ding Mu already possessed extremely strong willpower, it took an hour to divide one-third of the soul.

When the division was completed, Ding Mu's face was pale, his body kept trembling, and his body was already wet with sweat. This kind of pain was really not something that ordinary people could bear.

After a little rest, Ding Mu began to condense his body without killing. This process was familiar with nothing to say.

Not long after, Wusha appeared in front of Ding Mu, and his cultivation level was not the previous morning bell realm, but the tenth level of the dusk drum realm.

This was also what Ding Mu did on purpose. He hoped that Wusha could continue to practice in the realm of Dust Drum, rather than using the means of the Demon King to ascend to the realm of Morning Bell.

Only by laying the foundation in the dusk drum realm can you continue to break through without killing in the future.

Another very important point is that Wusha's body no longer has the existence of demonic energy, so Wusha's current time is no longer a demon cultivator, but a special life form that simply cultivates murderous intent.

Wushe felt his new body and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "This time, thank you."

Ding Mu smiled, "If you really want to thank me, don't always say that you want to kill me in the future."

Wusha changed his face instantly, "Impossible! The ultimate goal of my cultivation is to kill you. Only by killing you can my murderous intent become complete and achieve the enlightenment of killing!"

"stop!"

Ding Mu hurriedly interrupted Wusha, "No need to say it, I know everything. You have said this many times. I'm annoyed if you don't. Let's go out, go out. This time I'm not unfavorable. At least the insights you have broken through to the realm of the morning clock are still very helpful to me."

Wusha curled his lips, "Then you still suppress my cultivation level to the level of dusk drum?"

Ding Mu asked back: "Do you like the improvement brought to you by the Demon King?"

No killing shaking his head.

Ding Mu laughed, "Isn't this done?"

Leaving the space, Lin Shihui rushed up and saw Ding Mu's pale face and sweat beads on his forehead. He couldn't help but show a worried expression, "Ding Mu, are you okay?"

Ding Mu smiled and said, "It's okay, everything goes well. Wusha has come back. He is here... Well, forget it, he has left, don't worry about him, let's stay here to practice. After I break through to the realm of the morning clock, we will go to the demon stars to settle the score with the demon king!"

Lin Shihui nodded, "Okay, let's stay here to practice."

Ding Mu soon entered the state of cultivation. What he had to do now was to realize the feeling of Wukang breaking through to the realm of Chen Zhong as soon as possible, and then work towards the realm of Chen Zhong.

There are more than 2,000 divine thoughts in his Kong Nakong Ring. As long as he can completely absorb these divine thoughts, he will definitely be able to successfully enter the realm of the morning bell. The only limit on Ding Mu's cultivation speed is that he absorbs divine thoughts, which is too slow.

When Ding Mu and Lin Shihui entered the state of cultivation, Wusha also found a place to start practicing.

Although he is Ding Mu's clone, and he and Ding Mu don't need to say anything thankful, this time, he still felt a little grateful to Ding Musheng.

If Ding Mu hadn't rescued him from the Demon King, he would have probably been reduced to the Demon King's puppet and would never have freedom in his entire life.

So this time after he recondensed his body, he did not challenge Ding Mu for the first time, but followed Ding Mu's advice and practiced hard.

When Wusha started practicing, a smile appeared on Pan Lin's face sitting in the wooden house. Since Wusha knew how to advance and retreat, he was relieved.

Waving towards the window, Qiulin walked in.

"Uncle Pan, are you looking for me?"

Pan Lin pointed to the chair next to him, "Lin'er, sit down. Tell me about your experience of following Ding Mu to the Demon Stars this time."

Qiu Lin nodded and told her everything about it without hiding anything, including her failure to take action.

After hearing this, Pan Lin couldn't help but say, "It's worthy of being Ding Mu. He can actually fight against the clone of the Demon King with his cultivation level at the Mud Gun realm, and also kill the clone of the Demon King and save Wusha. I thought it was you who took action before."

Qiu Lin smiled bitterly, "I want to take action, but I don't have a chance at all. Although Ding Mu often gets at a disadvantage when facing the Demon King, I can see that he has not used all his strength and should have some reservations, so even if I don't go with me, Ding Mu can bring Wusha back."

Pan Lin said: "Yes, Ding Mu gives me the feeling that he never does something unsure. Since he dares to go to the Demon Stars, it means that he has a trump card that can save his life. That's why I attach so much importance to Ding Mu. The purpose of letting you go to the Demon Stars with Ding Mu is not just to let you take action to protect Ding Mu at critical moments. Do you understand what I mean?"

A little unnatural flashed across Qiu Lin's face, "I know, but Ding Mu's mind is all about Lin Shihui, and I have no chance at all."

Pan Lin shook his head, "The opportunity can be waited, but you have to be prepared and not relax at all. In addition, you will find two people from the village, one of whom must be proficient in formation and has a lot of knowledge about the demon cultivator. Let him guide Lin Shihui to practice, and the other must be proficient in hidden magical powers and murderous intent, and guide the practice of no killing."

"It is normal for Ding Mu to reject you, but you have to remember that you must put all your thoughts on Ding Mu. The future of our ancient tribe will probably fall on you and Ding Mu's shoulders."
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