In Zuo Mo's hand appeared a bead the size of a soybean that released a soft, star-like light that wasn't dazzling.

  The bead is perfectly round, flawless and very light. It's surrounded by a thick layer of spiritual energy, which also makes its luster even more inconspicuous.

  He didn't know he had succeeded halfway!

  In fact, he felt that his current state was very strange, and everything in front of him was also full of strangeness. There were too many indescribable magical places, and there were too many things he couldn't understand. But what's the harm? He even hoped that this state could last a little longer, just don't let it be a dream!

  He soon stopped thinking about these things.

  This perfect pearl, crafted from stardust, was decided by Luo Mo to be called the Star Pearl. The Star Pearl can automatically attract divine sense, but this is obviously not enough. If the vast gray gas mass that Luo Mo is in is his entire divine sense, then the proportion of divine sense attracted by the Star Pearl is so small that it's almost negligible.

  So little divine consciousness, lacking practical value.

  Fortunately, he could mobilize his divine consciousness. He began to continuously extract his divine consciousness, gathering and compressing it towards the Star Pearl.

  No one noticed Zuo Mo, and even the Five Element Sect's people focused their attention on Wei Sheng and Gu Yong Ping. The battle between the two had reached a critical point. Wei Sheng was covered in blood, while Gu Yong Ping had three more sword wounds on his body.

  Let's not mention innate talent, but just from the perspective of enduring pain, Gu Yongping is far more superior to Wei Sheng.

  Even Lian Gongyang had to admit this in his heart.

  What kind of monster is this guy in front of me?

  No matter what action he took, it would pull the wound on his body, and the piercing pain almost made him cry out in silence. Fresh blood continued to flow from the wound, and he could clearly feel the power inside his body slowly draining away with the blood. His head was buzzing, his vision had begun to blur, his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and his meridians were injured...

  But why hasn't this guy in front of me, who's been hurt many times more severely than myself, fallen down yet?

  Wei Sheng's wounds were far more severe than his, how could he be so nonchalant? The blood flowing from Wei Sheng's body made one wonder if the blood in his body was almost depleted, yet why could he still persist? Wei Sheng's cultivation was far inferior to his own, it should have been exhausted long ago, his meridians should have been injured long ago, but why...

  Looking at the bloody man in his field of vision, Gu Yong suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness and despair in his heart!

  The air around Zuo Mo gradually calmed down, the explosions becoming fewer and farther between until complete stillness. However, if one was careful, they would discover that the air around Zuo Mo had gone from one extreme to another. There were no explosions, no airflow, nothing at all. The air within a radius of ten feet around him was as still as if it had solidified, without even a hint of ripples.

  But no one noticed that Wu Ling San Ren and Wei Fei were watching the battle between Wei Sheng Gu Yongping with rapt attention, while several people in the Fu Zhen array were also completely unaware of the intense fighting going on inside.

  Zuo Mo couldn't help but stop in his tracks, before him floated a black-gray spiritual sphere the size of a bamboo basket. This was Zuo Mo's masterpiece from just now, formed after continuously compressing his spirit. With the Star Pearl as its core, the outer layer of his spirit hadn't dispersed.

  He extracted about one-tenth of his divine consciousness, compressing it into a divine consciousness sphere the size of the bamboo basket in front of him. The texture of the divine consciousness sphere had already reached its limit and could not be compressed further. Due to its thickness, it no longer resembled an air mass but had a somewhat wooden and stony feel. The starry sky wrapped within was naturally invisible.

  Is this all done?

  Zuo Mo was somewhat uncertain. The thing had been made, but how to use it, he hadn't a clue. Pu Yao had only spoken of a concept, unfortunately, he couldn't communicate with Pu Yao now. And he had a strong intuition that once he left the state he was in now, it would be extremely difficult to enter this strange state again.

  How to use it? Looking at the black-gray divine consciousness ball in front of him that looked like a stone ball, Zuomo was somewhat perplexed.

  He could feel a mysterious connection between himself and the divine sphere, as if it were a part of his own body. Zuo Mo's heart stirred, and the divine sphere in front of him suddenly began to revolve around him in flight.

  How interesting!

  Zuo Mo's interest was piqued, he didn't need any control, with just a thought, the divine sense ball would respond, it was so much fun. Zuo Mo had never felt such freedom before, not even with his most familiar "Little Cloud Rain Sutra", which he could use without thinking in almost any situation, but even that unparalleled familiarity couldn't compare to this feeling of being like an extension of his body.

  He was playing with great relish, and as long as he could think of it in his mind, the divine orbs could almost all be done.

  However, he soon discovered a noteworthy place. Those ethereal spiritual consciousnesses seemed to be quite repelled by the spiritual ball, and around the spiritual ball, a blank area would naturally form.

  Zuo Mo's eyebrows furrowed, how could spiritual awareness and spiritual awareness spheres, which originated from the same source, mutually exclude each other?

  Pu Yao didn't tell himself that the separated divine sense and the original divine sense were mutually exclusive. Had he made a mistake?

  Just as he was hesitating, a bold idea suddenly occurred to him - why not put the divine consciousness sphere into a piece of magical treasure! On one hand, since the divine consciousness sphere and his own consciousness were mutually exclusive, he could find another place for it. On the other hand, if the connection between the divine consciousness sphere and his own bloodline was like a shared heartbeat, how wonderful would it be to have that same feeling with a piece of magical treasure! If a piece of magical treasure could resonate with his own heart's intent, becoming an extension of his own body...

  The more I think about it, the more I feel that this idea is brilliant!

  Moreover, he could feel that the divine consciousness orb which shared his mind did not seem to reject this idea of his.

  Think and act!

  Zuo Mo began to ponder which treasure was more suitable. Soon, he found the suitable treasure - the Five-Colored Pagoda!

  His magic treasures were originally not many, and naturally there was no room for selection.

  Inside the Five-Colored Pagoda was a small space that could hold the Divine Consciousness Orb. Although the Five-Colored Pagoda could disperse ordinary objects into the five elemental energies, the divine consciousness was not within the five elements, so naturally, there was no need to worry about it being dispersed into the five elemental energies when placed inside. Moreover, in his opinion, although the Five-Colored Pagoda was only a semi-finished product, it was the most spacious and mysterious treasure among all the magical treasures he possessed!

  As soon as he made up his mind, the divine consciousness orb in front of him disappeared.

  Immediately afterwards, Zuo Mo felt that he was in a place filled with the essence of the five elements.

  This is inside the Five-Colored Tower!

  Zuo Mo's heart suddenly filled with inexplicable joy and surprise.

  At the same time, Fu Zhen suddenly lit up with dazzling five-colored light!

  The four people who were fighting fiercely in the square and Chang Heng, who was staring at the halo with rapt attention, all stopped and looked up in astonishment.

  A five-colored pagoda emerged from the void, releasing strong and beautiful five-colored lights, dazzling to the eyes. The bright moon above the pagoda paled in comparison. The five-colored pagoda was like a rising sun breaking through the clouds, its radiance stretching for miles.

  The five-colored pagoda, wrapped in a five-colored light halo, has also undergone significant changes from before. The tower body has an additional layer of glazed luster, looking translucent and subtly flowing with a hint of gloss. The colors of the five-tiered tower body are even more delicate and pure. The eaves have a greater curvature, resembling flying eaves, and the tower body is even more slender than before, giving people a sharp and majestic feeling!

  The sudden burst of light startled everyone.

  "Treasured Buddhist scripture!" Xinyin was the first to react, his eyes suddenly bursting out with a sharp light, his voice slightly trembling with excitement!

  The other three people stared blankly at the five-colored pagoda in the mirage, the light it emitted, and every detail of it showed its extraordinariness.

  After a while, the other three came back to their senses. Pei Yuanyan was the first to turn his head and look at Xin Yan: "Is it really your life-bound artifact?"

  The disciples behind him looked at each other in surprise, they could hear the excitement and tension in the sect leader's voice, and couldn't help but show a curious expression. What kind of treasure is this that makes both Master Xin and the sect leader so excited?

  "It won't be wrong!" Xinyin replied decisively.

  The other three people's faces showed irrepressible joy, Xin Yan was skilled in alchemy and never spoke carelessly, saying it so affirmatively that there was no doubt about it.

  Precious treasure of the Dharma!

  Zuo Mo unexpectedly had a life-saving treasure!

  Xin Yan could see it, and naturally others could also see it. Many people's faces showed unexpected and surprised expressions.

  The so-called life-bound treasure is a treasure that is closely related to the cultivator, and this kind of treasure can be encountered but not sought. The power of the life-bound treasure far exceeds that of ordinary treasures, and it also has many mouth-watering benefits. It can grow stronger with the cultivator's realm, and it is connected to the cultivator's mind, allowing the cultivator to exert its maximum power. And the meaning of "life-bound" is like a part of the cultivator's body, so there is no need to worry about being robbed.

  Even if the life-saving treasure is snatched away, the other party will still be unable to use it, which is why it's called a life-saving treasure. Who can cut off someone else's hand and then attach it to their own body?

  A destined treasure is the ultimate treasure that every cultivator dreams of! It's just strange to say, but a destined treasure cannot be refined. They are often formed by some heavenly materials and earthly treasures through some strange fate. Until now, no one can clearly explain the reason for the formation of a destined treasure.

  Of course, the Benming Fa Bao has many benefits, but it is not without its drawbacks. Because of its close connection with the cultivator, once the Benming Fa Bao is damaged, the cultivator will also be affected. Therefore, generally speaking, the Benming Fa Bao is often referred to as the "Life-saving Treasure", and its owner uses it with great care and caution.

  No one had expected that a Qi Foundation cultivator would actually possess a Life-Cultivating Treasure!

  Zuo Mo's luck made many people extremely envious.

  The Five-Colored Pagoda undergoes a drastic transformation, suddenly appearing in the sky. The completed 72-Child Array of the "Heavenly Ring Moon Whistle Array" also changes along with it!

  The five-colored tower's radiance gradually subsided, until it disappeared. At the same time, the crescent moon in the sky transformed into a full moon, even brighter and more radiant, hanging high up! The full moon was like a wheel, with countless fine silken threads of moonlight quietly descending from it, as if they were silk curtains. The other end of the descending moonlit threads seemed to be lifted by the wind, quietly darting through the air, passing through the freely roaming rings of light. In the blink of an eye, the numerous large and small rings of light in the sky were threaded into strings by the fine silken threads of moonlight, forming a series of wind chimes!

  The full moon's light flashes brightly, and the hanging fine threads all tremble at once. All the halos also tremble at once, and the countless halos resound in unison!

  Ding!

  The sound is as clear as a brook, lingering on and on, in the grand Songtao Pavilion, every corner can be heard clearly.

  The heavenly ring echoes with the moon's cry, like a rebirth of the bones, its majesty is self-evident!