Overriding the Heaven

In the house, there were even training rooms, pill refining rooms, treasure troves, etc.    

All these things were present in Chu Yan's palace in the Shattered Star Pavilion.    

But when he entered this courtyard, what Chu Yan saw was nothing.    

Yes, it was literal meaning, nothingness.    

It was an almost empty world.    

It was incomparably spacious, and both the sky and the ground were the same color.    

If one stood here a little longer, one would unconsciously have a desolate and lonely feeling in their heart.    

Other than the dense spirit energy, there was no way to compare this place to the Shattered Star Pavilion's palace.    

"That shouldn't be the case." Chu Yan tilted his head, closed his eyes, and carefully recalled the scene from when he walked over.    

The courtyards that already had owners were, from the outside, winding and serene, each with their own style.    

As a cultivator, he wished that he could spend all his time cultivating. How could he have the time to build houses bit by bit, and even create so many beautiful buildings?    

"There must be something about it that I didn't think of."    

Chu Yan muttered to himself for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and punched out.    

The surging spirit energy was like a giant cannon as it shot out.    

When ripples appeared all around him, Chu Yan's gaze became serious.    

He saw numerous silhouettes emerging from the ripples.    

"What is this?" After walking a few steps forward, Chu Yan reached out to touch it.    

He had nothing in his hand.    

After pondering for a moment, Chu Yan condensed some spirit energy in the center of his palm and grabbed forward.    

This time, he clearly felt something in his hand.    

It felt soft and a little elastic, like dough.    

It was just that his eyes could not see, and for a moment, Chu Yan was not clear what it was that he was holding in his hand.    

"Heaven's Edge Sect is located in the Upper Sky, and the things she sees are not things that can be compared to a kingdom. It seems that I know too little about the world of cultivators, if I were to ask her about it now, she would definitely be able to answer."    

Thinking about Lin Miaoran, Chu Yan could not help but take out the Consonance Jade out.    

As expected, there was still no news from the Consonance Jade.    

Ever since they entered the Realm of the Elder, the Consonance Jade no longer received any messages from Lin Miaoran.    

Chu Yan naturally did not think that the problem of Lin Miaoran not sending him a message was with the Precious Appearance Kingdom.    

"After I'm done, the first thing to do is to solve this problem." Chu Yan thought.    

After saying that, Chu Yan suddenly stared at his own palm, and exclaimed.    

He did not throw away the invisible dough in his hands, but when he took out the Consonance Jade, he subconsciously held his hands together.    

But at this time, the emerald green color on the Consonance Jade looked like it was about to faint, slowly seeping towards the invisible dough in his hand.    

The originally colorless "dough" became the same color as the Consonance Jade.    

A piece of green dough that was kneaded to an indescribable state appeared in Chu Yan's hands.    

"This is —" Chu Yan's breath tightened.    

In his mind, he thought of one possibility.    

However, without confirmation, he did not dare to make a conclusion.    

Therefore, Chu Yan quickly moved the Consonance Jade away.    

The dough was still green, it did not turn transparent because of the Consonance Jade moving it away.    

An answer appeared in Chu Yan's mind.    

He took a deep breath and clenched the dough, imagining the appearance of a small bird in his mind.    

In the next moment, he saw the green dough in his hand begin to wiggle, gradually transforming into the shape of a small bird. Then, his mouth, eyes, and feathers all appeared clearly.    

It was exactly the same as the image in his mind!    

He even had three toes on one foot and two toes on the other!    

"West Sand!"    

Chu Yan's eyes shone with a bright light.    

At this moment, he couldn't help but gasp.    

"There is earth in the Western Sand. I will do as I want and transform at will. I will become the mother of all earth …" Looking at the jadeite bird in his hand, Chu Yan muttered.    

The Mother Earth of Western Sand was a treasure recorded in the records of the Shattered Star Pavilion.    

When Chu Yan had finished reading, he only felt that this kind of matter was too inconceivable.    

A kind of soil, as long as you hold it in your hand, what you think in your mind, it will automatically change into the image you imagine.    

And what's even more amazing is that if you imagine a piece of wood in your mind, then when this Western Sand Mam turns into wood, its shape, shape, and even texture, it will all be the same as wood.    

At that time, Chu Yan only thought that it was impossible.    

But now, the truth was right in front of his eyes.    

In his hand, he held a piece of the Western Sand Mother Earth.    

What was even more miraculous was that it would only become corporeal after being stimulated by spiritual energy.    

When Chu Yan first entered the courtyard, he did not see anything. Later, when his spirit energy leaked out, he saw the outline of the soil, and when he held the lump of soil in his hand, he thought about Consonance Jade s, but he did not imagine their shape. Thus, he suddenly changed into the exact same shape as Consonance Jade s at the first moment.    

All the signs indicated that this was the Western Sand motherland!    

Mother of the world's soil!    

"That's right, according to the legends, the Mother Earth of Western Sand can only be produced in deep trenches that cannot be illuminated by the sun."    

The Heaven's Edge Sect was constructed from an island and was surrounded by a boundless ocean.    

With the abilities of the cultivators here, it's natural that there's nothing strange about them being able to find the Mother Earth. "    

When Chu Yan recovered from the shock he had previously experienced, all his doubts came to light as soon as they connected back and forth.    

"That's right, no wonder those disciples' courtyards from before could be built with unique styles.    

Actually, it wasn't because they spent a lot of time, but because they made use of the Western Sand motherland. "    

After Chu Yan put away the little bird, he grabbed a few pieces of Western Sand.    

After thinking about it, a chair slowly formed in his hand.    

Because the Western Sand mother earth was colourless in the beginning, when the chair was formed, people who were unaware would look at it and think that Chu Yan was creating something out of thin air. It was extremely mystical.    

After the chairs were finished, Chu Yan made a big table with ease.    

When making these things, a cultivator's spiritual energy needs to be highly concentrated. Otherwise, the things they make will become all sorts of unimaginable shapes because of the distraction.    

To Chu Yan, this was also a form of test and cultivation of mental strength. Thus, he was happy inside, and did not find it too troublesome.    

"The Heaven's Edge Sect is really interesting. It is so big that mountains and lakes, and even small tables and chairs, need the disciples in the sect to create them themselves.    

Even though it felt like a waste of time, but no matter what, this was the same as refining pills. It was a process of forging pills.    

I don't know if this is a method that Heaven's Edge Sect would use to allow new disciples to have a sense of belonging as soon as possible. "    

Even though he said that, after Chu Yan finished making a chair and table, he stopped and did not continue to build any cultivation palaces or immortal estates like the others.    

Because he had something very important to do that he had yet to do.    

It was to sort out the gains from the Spirit Severing Road this time.