There's something wrong with my immortal path.

Chapter 114 Nuclear energy furnace?Qi Taoist?

Trinity!
Body, mana, soul, all in one body!
The only true immortal in the world!

This is the real Avenue of Immortals!

As long as you refine the Upper Dantian and take root in the Upper Dantian, you will be able to

In this way, Xia Ming's path to immortality can be considered a success.

Xia Ming thought so, and he did the same.

However, after spending a lot of resources at any cost, Xia Ming gradually came to understand the extremely cruel reality.

The Upper Dantian is a bottomless pit. Even if a huge amount of spiritual stones are poured into it, not a single bubble will pop out.

In other words, Xia Ming was unable to refine his upper dantian at this stage.

After consulting the books, Xia Ming came to a conclusion.

Whether it is strengthening the soul or refining the Dantian, it is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

The soul is like a candle, the body is the torch, and the spiritual energy is the accelerant.

If the soul wants to be strong, both the physical body and the cultivation level are indispensable.

By the time a normal monk reaches the Dantian level, he is already in the Dantian stage.

The physical body and soul in the Dan Formation stage are naturally several times more powerful than those in the Foundation Formation stage.

Obviously, Xia Ming hasn't reached that stage yet.

After careful study, Xia Ming felt that his magnetic field perception was very similar to the monk's spiritual realm.

The stronger the monk's cultivation, the stronger his spiritual consciousness. When the spiritual consciousness is strong enough to a certain extent, it will become the realm of spiritual consciousness.

According to rumors, the old monster Yuanying can release his spiritual consciousness and be able to sense the slightest movement within a hundred miles.

Xia Ming was naturally no match for the old monster Yuanying. When he released the magnetic field induction, it was a sphere with a radius of 200 meters.

Xia Ming could sense everything from front to back, left and right, the sky above his head, and the earth beneath his feet.

This sphere with a radius of 200 meters seems to be very large, but it is not.

For a monk, this distance is simply not enough.

They can move ten miles with their swords.

One or two hundred meters is too short.

The road is long and long, and Xia Ming still has a long way to go.

……

After gathering his mind, Xia Ming looked at the ten purple thunder flying swords in front of him.

The Purple Thunder Flying Sword contains the power of thunder. When activated by spiritual energy, there is a chance of a thunderous strike, which is not only powerful, but also targets the soul.

Because of this, the Purple Thunder Flying Sword can be regarded as a third-grade pinnacle spiritual weapon.

During the period when he joined the Tianhe Sect, Xia Ming plunged into the library to supplement his knowledge.

That serious attitude can be called a model worker.

Naturally, he had some insights into the screening of this spiritual weapon.

It’s impossible to say that you have a good eye for goods, at least you won’t be deceived.

Below the immortals, there are nine levels of human beings. There are high and low monks, and there are naturally spiritual weapons.

Ranks one to nine, nine is the respect. The higher the spiritual energy level, the greater the power, and the more spiritual energy is needed.

The third-grade spiritual weapon corresponds to the cultivation level of pill formation. In other words, the cultivation level of pill formation is the best to activate.

The Cold Soul Sword that He Niansheng gave to Xia Ming before was a second-grade spiritual weapon, corresponding to the foundation-building cultivation level.

And above the spiritual weapons, there are also legendary fairy weapons.

Immortal weapon, as the name suggests, it is an immortal weapon.

Generally speaking, immortal weapons will always guard Xianzhou.

……

With a wave of his hand, Xia Ming directly collected all ten purple thunder flying swords into the acupoints in the palm of his hand.

They are the fangs and tail stings buried by Xia Ming. Their main purpose is to kill with one blow and leave no further trouble.

Sitting cross-legged in the alchemy room, Xia Ming slowly unfolded the "Yin-Yang Five Lines Formation".

From Goldfinger's point of view, this is a "reasonable array combination to achieve maximum energy output".

The huge leather scroll gradually stretched, and various ink stains began to tangle in Xia Ming's eyes.

Characters one by one competed to appear in front of Xia Ming.

Sea, spring, stream, stream, stream, river!

They are the six superior spiritual roots of the water system.

After the water spirit root, Xia Ming saw slender thunder symbols again.

No more, no less, six too.

In the end, they all merged into the huge black and white vortex.

Looking at the black and white Yin Yang fish spinning in front of him, Xia Ming's pupils gradually narrowed.

This time Goldfinger didn't give him any answer, just a hazy yin-yang fish.

"Huh? Goldfinger can't give an answer? Or, with my current knowledge base, I can't see through the mystery contained in it?" "Mu Chuan, Muchuan, help me see what is written on this leather scroll. What?"

Xia Ming called twice, but still no one responded.

"Mu Chuan, Han Dong'er and I are really innocent, I swear!"

"Humph."

Xia Ming only responded with a cold snort.

In desperation, Xia Ming could only take one blood pill.

The blood pill entered his throat, and Xia Ming was able to see clearly the contents on the leather scroll.

[All things are mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other, and have their own destiny. They must make the best use of the situation. Fire borrows the power of wind, and wind borrows the power of fire. The two complement each other and are endless. 】

[My ambition is to use all kinds of spiritual energy to coincide with the yin and yang avenue, form a great formation, unleash boundless power, and lead the endless sky! 】

[With a spiritual weapon embedded in a large formation, it may be possible to create an eternal weapon that can suppress the sky for eternity! 】

……

"Ah? What is this guy studying? Perpetual motion machines? Nuclear weapons?"

After being shocked, Xia Ming looked at the writing on the leather scroll again.

As he watched, Xia Ming's expression changed.

This writing seemed familiar. He slowly took out the pages of notes hidden in his acupuncture point. When he compared the two, Xia Ming became uneasy.

This was actually written by the same person!

hiss--

A few pages of this man's notes directly became Xia Ming's Lower Dantian melting pot.

What kind of terrible things can be deduced from such a large leather scroll?
Could it be...a nuclear furnace?
In shock, Xia Ming slowly looked at the signature on the leather scroll.

——Qi Taoist.

Qi Taoist? !

Seeing these three words, Xia Ming froze on the spot.

Almost instinctively, he thought of the soul Taoist who created this soul-stealing method.

The soul Taoist who studies the soul, the tool Taoist who studies the perpetual motion machine?

Similar titles, the same amazing talent, what is their relationship?

Why do they all leave their inheritance in Xizi Cangzhou?What kind of secrets are buried in Xizicangzhou!
Under Xizi is the overturned Longwu Immortal Continent. What about under Longwu Immortal Continent?
Are there no other immortal continents under Longwu Immortal Continent?

How many immortals are there? ?What was it before the immortal!
Is all this a trap!I am also in their scheme! ?
who are they?What do they want to do?
……

With the blessing of the blood pill, Xia Ming's thoughts kept colliding with each other.

These crazy thoughts were like little hands grabbing Xia Ming's robe tightly.

They pulled frantically, trying to drag Xia Ming into the endless abyss.

Pressing his head hard, Xia Ming's forehead was covered with bulging veins.

Those thoughts were pouring out their own thoughts crazily in his mind, and Xia Ming was already miserable.

Under the catalysis of the second-generation blood pill, Xia Ming's eyes suddenly flashed with a terrifying light.

He cupped his fists with both hands and slammed them on the ground.

The ferocious-looking Xia Ming roared:
"Shut up! You bastard! Stop making noise!"

"Shut up! Are you still making noise!? Even my horse rider heard it!"

"Whoever dares to argue again! I will kill him!"

Sitting on his knees on the ground, just when Xia Ming was about to sacrifice his sword, a pair of small hands slowly covered his ears.

The surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

Helplessly spreading his palms, Xia Ming let out a long sigh.

call--

"Mu Chuan...what should I do..."

Muchuan did not answer his question, but gently held him in his arms.

Feeling the tranquility at this moment, a tear slowly flowed out of the corner of Xia Ming's eyes.

"Mu Chuan, they say I am a devil..."

"I can see, I can hear different things."

"Even you are a figment of my imagination because I am too lonely."

"Is everything I believe in really right? But besides myself, who else can I trust?"

"Master wants to kill me, Zhao Jiu also wants to kill me, even if he is the leader of Tianhe Sect..."

Before Xia Ming finished speaking, he could only hear the jade slip in his arms trembling.

[Yin Shiqi, come to Tianhe Hall to see me. 】

Putting away the jade slips and standing up little by little, Xia Ming transformed back into the cunning young wolf.

His deep single eye shone with a vigilant light.

(End of this chapter)