There's something wrong with my immortal path.

Listen to the whispers outside.

Xia Ming's soul was shocked.

Blue sky, crane, immortal, great cause?

This this……

Is this the crane's memory?

That whirlpool mixed my memory with that of the crane?

That big hand outside...could it be that of an immortal?

Who is he?

The creator of Heaven and Earth! ?

Great pagoda, great pagoda!

What the hell is this magic?

Could it be that Yuanfeng Laodeng is defrauding me?

How can memories merge with each other randomly! !

If this has been integrated with the memory of the crane for a long time...

I'm afraid that by then, I will become a crane even if I am not a crane!

……

When Xia Ming was uneasy, the big hand outside was slowly clenching.

Feeling the terrifying aura coming from outside the dome, Xia Ming directly activated his trump card.

"Chongyang'er! Take me back!"

in a sense.

The Double Ninth Festival is Xia Ming's guide.

But unlike Yuanfeng's blood sword, Chongyang'er is a living creature.

Besides, Chongyang'er is a miracle born from Xia Ming's Dantian.

Therefore, it is the real boss of the upper Dantian.

Feeling the change in Xia Ming's soul state, Chongyang'er immediately got up.

Roar--

Chongyang'er roared angrily, and his figure suddenly grew stronger.

He raised his hand and slapped the golden vortex in his dantian.

When the golden light dimmed, Xia Ming's soul was able to escape from the light blue memory vortex.

Hugging Chongyang'er's neck, Xia Ming let out a long sigh of relief.

"Chongyang'er is still reliable..."

"Good Chongyang, with you, I am no longer afraid of getting lost."

[Roar--roar--]

……

The whirlpool of memory collapsed, and one person, Jiuhe, was also hit by the turbulent impact.

Xia Ming's soul dimmed by more than half, but Xianhe shook his head as if nothing happened.

Seeing Xia Ming holding Chongyang'er, a group of cranes immediately came over worriedly.

Unknowingly, Xianhe's feelings for Xia Ming became a little more complicated.

After all, the cranes all sensed Xia Ming's presence just now.

Memory cannot be faked.

The original egg contained ten cranes!

Those cruel immortals must have kidnapped the boss.

They looked at each other.

The cranes still couldn't help shouting.

【Quack quack! Boss! It turns out you are a crane too! 】

[The boss is a real boss by blood! 】

[The boss is Boss He! ! 】

[The boss is Crane Immortal! 】

……

Looking at the excited group of cranes, Xia Ming was too embarrassed to interrupt them.

Forget it, let it go.

As long as they are happy.

After holding the soul refining flag in his hand tightly and refining some soul again, Xia Ming's soul became much more stable.

Feeling the true meaning of the immortal magic melting away in his soul, Xia Ming knew that there was not much time left for him.

With a thought, Xia Ming directly threw the raw materials of the first and second generation blood pills into the Lower Dantian furnace.

"Since there is no way to retreat..."

"Then let the storm come more violently!"

"I want to see the stormy sea! The angry sea is roaring to the sky!"

"Quack quack!"

As the blue fire raged, scarlet blood mist slowly rose.

Ignore the two howling demons in the middle dantian.

Xia Ming walked into the golden whirlpool.

This time...

In the whirlpool, Xia Ming saw something different.

In the pale space, a huge black sun appeared.

As Xia Ming stared at the bright sun, the effect of the blood elixir began to take effect.

The blood mist was saturated and pervasive, and Xia Ming's soul was shaken.

Then, the sun above the sky became two.

It's not over yet...

One life is two, two is begotten three, three is begotten nine...

As his vision became distorted, rounds of black sun appeared in front of Xia Ming.

Little by little, those black suns began to spin and twist again, gradually evolving into dark vortexes!

that...that...

Those are the eyes of the immortal!

In a daze, Xia Ming felt as if a terrifying immortal was examining him.

At the same time, Xia Ming's ears heard vague murmurs again.

……

[My child, my father is leaving. 】【My father is going to do something big, so you stay here obediently. 】

[When my father comes back, I will take you to see the sun and our Zhao family’s totem. 】

[Father...I...I don't want to take medicine anymore...]

[They...they will talk in my ears...]

[Father...the child is scared...]

[Che'er, my poor child, my father has found an apothecary for you. 】

[He will help you dispose of the medicine. This is what he learned. 】

[Father...Xia Ming...I...]

[Che'er, Che'er, Xia Ming has never been alone...]

[Xia Ming is a medicine, a soul tonic. 】

……

boom--

His soul fluctuated violently, and Xia Ming suddenly opened his eyes.

"damn it!"

"My heart will never die even if my inner demons die!"

"That guy seems to have become more powerful again!"

At the same time, Zhao Liuche, who had closed his eyes to rest in the Immortal Ferry, slowly opened his eyes.

The corner of Zhao Liuche's mouth curled up in a cool arc, and several blood tails danced wantonly behind Zhao Liuche.

[If you plant flowers intentionally, they will fail, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade...]

[The idle chess move that day can still be used now...]

[It seems...my destiny was not in vain. 】

[Xia Ming, I have fulfilled your wish once. 】

【Don’t let me down. 】

……

"Zhao Liuche! Zhao Liuche!"

"I'm just waiting for you to kill me!"

With his eyes cold, Xia Ming once again realized the true meaning of the immortal method.

At this moment, Xia Ming has no way of turning back.

He had a premonition...

The day when the inner demon Zhao Liuche faced him head-on...

I'm afraid...it's coming.

"If you don't have immortal magic, you can't temper your soul. If you don't have a soul, you won't be able to withstand the obsession of the real devil!"

"You can't even hold back the obsession of the real demon, so how can you talk about carrying the destiny! This horse-riding thing is an endless cycle!"

"Damn it! Fight! If you don't become a devil, you will have no way to survive!"

When Xia Ming's thoughts were stirring, the blue fire in his lower dantian became a little more intense.

The blood mist rolled up, and Xia Ming was able to see what he wanted to see.

A spinning jade ring hangs lonely in the air.

Xia Ming stretched out his hand, and the jade ring was directly embedded into his soul.

As the moon rotates, wisps of dark mist gradually emerge from Xia Ming's soul.

This black mist is the resentment left in Xia Ming's body after swallowing the soul of the underworld beast before.

Although they were killed by the beasts of the underworld, they also had grievances among the creations of heaven and earth.

The souls of underworld beasts are fine, but if they were the souls of desolate beasts and monks, the resentment would be terrible.

In fact, this is also the reason why Xia Ming doesn't take the monk's soul.

Although the monk's soul is nourishing, if it is not handled properly, it will harm itself.

Their souls are too complicated, and it is not easy to deal with their emotions and desires.

If you eat too much, once it backfires, it will be impossible for the gods to save you.

When the black energy dissipated, Xia Ming's spirit became much more condensed.

call--

Taking a long breath, Xia Ming was surprised to find that the surprise brought to him by the true meaning of the immortal magic was not over yet.

In mid-air, two more concentric jade rings slowly formed.

With a big move, the two jade rings were perfectly connected with the one in Xia Ming's soul.

Looking at the three-wheeled jade ring within the soul, a trace of surprise flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.

"This...is this also a millstone?"

"Horse!"

"Why are the things I've learned so weird?"

When thoughts were floating around, Xia Ming tried to activate Yuhuan.

Then, Xia Ming was stunned.

He found that the soul millstone turned easily, completely different from the qi and blood millstone.

But... as soon as the soul millstone turns, Xia Ming will feel extreme pain in the soul.

The feeling... was like being crushed by a millstone.

"Damn it! Is this the Great World of Buddha?"

"The great world is like a mill?"

"Crush all sentient beings?"

"Why do I feel like something's wrong?"

"Am I wrong?"

"No! I have to ask Lao Deng!" (End of Chapter)