There's something wrong with my immortal path.

On the left, the golden elixir floats and sinks, and the sun is scorching.

On the right, the refining energy is like a dragon, and the blue clouds are soaring into the sky.

Caught between the two, Ji Jiaoren felt numb.

At this moment, Ji Jiao had no choice but to activate Qinglong Taoism.

The Qinglong Dao method started, and the foundation-building spiritual energy was superimposed, and Ji Jiao's eyes became a little scattered.

Ji Jiao's soul is not strong enough to begin with. If he forcibly activates Qinglong Dao, his soul will only collapse further.

But it wouldn't work without opening the Qinglong Taoist method. The black-robed monk who looked exactly like Xia Ming was obviously coming with bad intentions.

What made Ji Jiao even more uneasy was that he sensed the smell of transcendent heavy weapons on that person.

Ji Jiao even had the illusion that this person might not be weaker than the then Prince Si Jing!

The more I think about it, the more scared I become, and the more I think about it, the more timid I become.

damn it!
This...how is this possible?
Si Jing is the eldest son of the immortal!

Who is this person!

Could it be that his surname is Zhao, the legitimate son of Daguan Immortal?
It can’t be Zhao Daguan himself!
His soul trembled, and the black and white in Ji Jiao's eyes were like an overturned palette.

Having no time to pay attention to Ji Jiao's changes, Jiang Chengzi felt more intuitively at this moment.

【This person is determined to be invincible! 】

【I will die in this battle! 】

【Nothing left to die! 】

【damn it! 】

Jiang Chengzi's intuition is much sharper than Ji Jiao's.

On Zhao Liuche's body, he not only felt the pressure of the transcendent weapon.

He also felt an extremely terrifying spirit aura.

That soul was very strange, ferocious, twisted, not like a human being, but more like a beast!

The tenacity of animals and the wisdom of humans, the superposition of the two is simply terrifying!
【damn it! damn it! Who is he? 】

[Could he be Daguan Immortal! 】

Although he didn't want to admit it, Jiang Chengzi felt a chill in his heart.

Jiang Chengzi did fight against immortals.

Fighting thousands of miles away.

The Immortal Zhidao slashed out with his sword, and Jiang Chengzi died.

At that time, even the Immortal Zhidao would not swing the second sword because he, Jiang Chengzi, was not worthy.

Suddenly, the feeling of that day came back!
In these short few breaths, the old Jiang Chengzi felt that he had become young again.

Grandpa is so old that he turns into a grandson...

It is impossible to say that I am not afraid.

The shadow left by the immortal on Jiang Chengzi is still difficult to erase.

Without the blessing of the apocalypse, how could he, Jiang Chengzi, have come back to life.

Jiang Chengzi's reaction naturally failed to conceal Zhao Liuche's perception.

Looking at the wisps of Qi Refining Qinglong floating on Jiang Chengzi's body, the whirlpool in Zhao Liuche's eyes suddenly turned.

The moment he saw Zhao Liuche's swirling eyes, most of Jiang Chengzi's body and blood went cold.

【Immortal! He is definitely an immortal! 】

[Is he Daguan Immortal? ! 】

When Jiang Chengzi's soul was trembling, Zhao Liuche spoke.

"Your Taoism... is a bit interesting."

"Give you a chance, give it to me, and I will spare your life."

Zhao Liuche's tone was calm, as if he was talking about an extremely common thing.

Hearing Zhao Liuche's words, Jiang Chengzi wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

Looking at the man opposite who looked like his younger brother, Jiang Chengzi's thoughts were filled with thoughts.

[Immortal, Immortal. 】

[I’m so crazy... I want to kill an immortal! 】

Although he thought so in his heart, Jiang Chengzi also knew it.

He can't kill...

Not to mention him who is still injured, even he who just walked out of Qinglong Mountain cannot kill the immortal.

Those who can become immortals have not exhausted the good fortune of a generation. Their power is obvious to all.

Unless Jiang Chengzi's spiritual body takes a further step, he may be able to activate the Qinglong Taoist magic to kill the immortal by surprise.

With his thoughts clear, Jiang Chengzi simply dispersed the Qinglong Taoism on his body.

Staring at Zhao Liuche's eyes of the world, Jiang Chengzi suddenly smiled.

"Immortal Zhao doesn't know something..."

"The Tao method I cultivate is called Qinglong Tao."

"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao. The Taoist is like a dragon, which has no permanent shape."

"The Green Dragon, the god of the East, controls the luxuriance of vegetation and trees."

"The Qinglong Tao cannot be taught. Once you understand it, the Qinglong Tao that exists in the world can only be achieved by one person."

"A woman...her name is Qinglong Daozi."

While Jiang Chengzi was speaking, the whirlpool in Zhao Liuche's eyes was quietly accelerating.

The moment he realized that Jiang Chengzi could superimpose his own Qi refining, Zhao Liuche realized the value of this method.

Qi refining can be superimposed, so can the monk's Dantian golden elixir also be superimposed?

The fluctuations of Qi refining can be superimposed to the level of the Eight Cauldrons, so the golden elixir spiritual energy cannot be compared to the Nine Cauldrons to overcome the tribulation?

If we refine the golden elixir even more, it is not impossible to fight against the immortals!
With the whirlpool in his eyes strangling wildly, Zhao Liuche smelled an opportunity.

[This method is a gift from God to me! 】

【My destiny in this life has arrived! 】

With the blessing of the Eye of the Great World, Zhao Liuche carefully looked at Jiang Chengzi in front of him.

There was nothing unusual about the fluctuations in his soul. It seemed that... he was not lying.

But... is this really possible?
Qinglong Daofa could actually be a person?

Or a woman?
The law of the great road is hidden in one person?
There is no such way in Yuanyang.

Could it be the Taoism from outside heaven?

After the Jedi Heavenly Power, will there be any Taoism that can be passed down?

What are the people outside spying on inside the cage?

……

After suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Zhao Liuche suddenly asked another question.

"Have you ever seen this face of mine?"

Withstanding the terrifying pressure of the Eye of the World, he felt the terrifying fluctuations coming from Zhao Liuche's chest.

Jiang Chengzi knew that once he lied, he would face a ruthless immortal attack, or even an immortal slaughter!

With a long sigh, Jiang Chengzi said with great sincerity: "To be honest with you, Immortal, your face looks exactly like my little junior brother."

As soon as Jiang Chengzi said these words, the whirlpool in Zhao Liuche's eyes quietly condensed.

The whirlpool was stagnant, but Zhao Liuche's heart was filled with clarity.

[As expected of a generational body. 】

[The blood of creation, the blessing of destiny, the wonderful creation. 】

[Father, it wasn’t easy for you to steal this body for me. 】

[It’s just, father, I don’t want to live according to your arrangement anymore. 】

[I, Zhao Liuche, want to walk my own path of transcendence. 】

As his thoughts floated, a cold smile slowly appeared on Zhao Liuche's lips.

The smile stretched and Zhao Liuche spoke again.

"So...that woman is also related to your junior brother?"

"Reporting to the Immortal, he is the junior brother brought back by Qinglong Daozi."

"Interesting, interesting."

With a cold laugh, Zhao Liuche suddenly looked at Jiang Chengzi opposite.

"You are very good."

"Do you want to leave, or do you want to stay?"

As soon as Zhao Liuche said these words, Ji Jiao on the side felt his head was spinning.

Want to leave? Want to stay?
What do you mean?
While Ji Jiao was stunned, Jiang Chengzi had a clear idea.

He understood what Zhao Liuche meant.

Wanting to leave is detachment.

Jump out of this world, pursue the so-called path of predecessors, and yearn for the stars and the sea.

If you want to stay, you should stay in this cage, seek the good fortune of Yuanyang, and strive to be the master of the world.

Jiang Chengzi knew very well that for immortals, they wanted to transcend.

Being alone in one life can no longer seduce immortals.

Which immortal is not unique in his lifetime?
Thoughts arose, and there was nothing in his mind. After a pause in his throat, Jiang Chengzi spoke.

"The ambition of an immortal lies above the nine heavens, and the heart of a mortal lies between the mountains and the sea. The height of the mountains and the depth of the sea are enough to satisfy the ambitions of ordinary people."

"I am a mortal who cannot climb the mountains or go under the sea. Three thousand floating worlds are enough to comfort the heart of this old cultivator."

"I just want to find a place to survive, and this remaining life is enough."

Seeing Jiang Chengzi like this, Zhao Liuche's smile became brighter.

"Come on, talk to me, talk to me about this so-called Qinglong Dao."

"Also... tell me about Qinglong Daozi." "Okay, I don't mind helping you."

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky is full of murders and arson.

In the Bone Burial Sea, Xia Ming rode alone on his little donkey.

After leaving Jingtong Shituo City, Xia Ming took off the disguise of the fur method.

Immediately, he put on the Lotus Skin Demon again.

Transforming into Liansheng Thirty-seven, Xia Ming went to pick up his junior brother.

While Xia Ming traveled far away, Po Liuhan still stayed in Jingtong Shituo City to maintain the situation.

And Qinglong Daozi turned into the city lord Si Liuming and stayed in the city lord's mansion without seeing any outsiders.

In that battle outside Jingtong City, Xia Ming had already gained a great reputation.

No matter whether he is a thief or a thief, who can not be afraid of this madman?

A person's name and the shadow of a tree should be respected.

In the city lord's palace, Qinglong Daozi can also use the Yunling Formation in the palace to condense the true dragon mark to take a step further.

Out of gratitude to Xia Ming, Qinglong Daozi also lent the little donkey to Xia Ming.

Maybe it's surveillance or other purposes.

Xia Ming didn't refuse either.

During this period of time, Hui Thirty-Seven in Wuliang Mountain was also busy.

Gray Thirty-Seven never gets tired of collecting intelligence, planting spies, and cultivating relationships.

It seems...one ear has found the meaning of his existence.

Xia Ming was relieved to have an ear outside to provide support at any time.

……

【Quack quack! What a handsome pot! 】

Xia Ming raised his fist and slammed it into the man's head.

"What a dog! No ivory can come out of a dog's mouth!"

"You mean Liansheng is better-looking than me?"

After resisting Xia Ming's punches for several times, the little donkey didn't react at all.

The little donkey has grown up a lot now.

While the body is strong, the fur on the little donkey's body has also grown a lot.

At a glance, the little donkey of yesteryear has grown into a tall warg.

Although he looked much more powerful, his demeanor and temperament had not changed at all.

The eyes are flowing, and the light of wisdom is flickering.

Sniffing Xia Ming's flesh and blood, the little donkey opened its mouth and salivated.

It is really greedy for Xia Ming, a good friend.

Licking the two rows of sharp canine teeth, the little donkey grinned almost to the back of his head.

【Quack quack! 】

[If this is a bite for a good friend...]

[He must not scream? 】

【Quack! 】

When the little donkey was distracted, Xia Ming punched it directly in the head.

Along with a melodious echo in the empty valley, a look of helplessness gradually appeared on Xia Ming's face.

【Quack! What a big pot, why did you hit me? ? 】

"You're riding the wrong horse! Damn it! South! South!"

【Quack, quack, quack! Still so smart! You can find it in Nandu! 】

Xia Ming grabbed hold of the rough, dry black long bristles on the little donkey's body, and forced it to turn in another direction.

Feeling the strange touch in his hand, Xia Ming gradually frowned.

"Little donkey...what is this skin on your body?"

"You couldn't have stolen it, right?"

"Is this wolf skin?"

As soon as Xia Ming said these words, the little donkey's body trembled suddenly.

Although his legs were trembling and his eyes were averting, the little donkey was still extremely tough-talking.

【quack……】

[What is the big pot talking about! 】

[How could the little donkey lie to you? 】

Seeing the little donkey's reaction, Xia Ming smiled and raised his voice again.

"Little donkey, tell me, if you lose this layer of skin on your body, what will you be? Do you only live with this skin? Little donkey, little donkey, my brother is in a heart-to-heart with you, so don't Use your brains with me, brother. If you use your brains with me, brother... I will take out your heart."

Listening to Xia Ming's gentle tone, the little donkey suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and his hairs stood on end.

When the breeze blew, the little donkey felt that his back teeth were chattering.

He didn't continue to embarrass the little donkey.

Xia Ming patted the little donkey's head, and then pointed it in a direction.

The little donkey didn't talk anymore and ran as fast as he could. The little donkey was a few minutes faster than the Swift Wind Wolf.

Crossing the tall bone ridges, Xia Ming gradually approached the edge of the Bone Burial Sea.

Taoist Soul just gave Xia Ming a vague coordinate.

After Xia Ming's repeated questioning, Taoist Soul just informed Xia Ming of his junior brother's identity.

——The city lord of Daguan Shituo City.

"Isn't the city lord of Daguan Shituo City the right of the second generation? When did he become a disciple of Taoist Soul?"

"Have Taoist souls infiltrated the inside of Daguan? When was the foreshadowing? Even the second generation didn't find out?"

"Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"

During this time in Jingtong, Xia Ming had been practicing in seclusion.

The bandits on the road and Jingtong City are the focus of Xia Ming's attention. Xia Ming really pays little attention to the grand views in the fringe areas.

With his mind wandering, Xia Ming sent another message to Yi Er to ask him to investigate the Lord of Daguan City.

While summarizing the news with one ear, Xia Ming was also quickly approaching the agreed place.

The vitality and blood of the physical body arise, the Qinglong Avenue arises, and the Jingtong Immortal Dharma arises!

His mind connected with the Yuanfeng Blood Sword in his dantian.

If something goes wrong at the slightest moment, Xia Ming will use all his firepower to break out of the encirclement.

At the same time, on a mountain of bones not far away, He Niansheng stood facing the wind.

The silver hair is flying, the eyes are sharp, and the cold aura lingers around him.

At the same time that his soul connected with the aperture to break the blade, He Niansheng slowly opened the palm of his right hand.

But on his five slender fingers, several dark blue blood vessels undulated slightly.

If you look closely, you will find that they are not blood vessels at all, but lines of bronze rust.

In the middle of the bronze rust color, there are also dots of bright light spots.

And those bright spots of light are condensed erysipelas!
Immortal magic is poisoned with erysipelas, and with one finger of He Niansheng, the great cultivation of Yin and Yang will end in hatred.

Slowly clenching his fists, He Nianshang let out a long sigh.

"It's a pity... the Grand View Immortal Artifact can't be controlled by me."

"Otherwise, we can really be more sure."

……

After a while, Xia Ming saw a looming figure at the end of his field of vision.

Almost at the same time, Xia Ming also received a message from One Ear.

[The owner of Daguan Shituo City has been recently changed. 】

[The new city lord's name is Wuwu Mountain Lord, and he will control an army. 】

[This person also once served as Xizi Jiedu of Daguanxianzhou. 】

[Before the Xizi Festival, this person was the Qingcang Patriarch of the Thirteen Immortals of Daguan Immortal Continent. 】

[The information about this person is very vague. He is a cultivator from the Seven Cauldrons who has risen recently. 】

……

Daguan Xianzhou? Thirteen Immortal Palaces?
Ancestor Qing Cang? Wuwu Mountain Lord!
Seeing these familiar terms, Xia Ming's brows became more confused.

Wasn't the ancient Qingcang sect of the Thirteen Immortals of Daguan Immortal Continent slaughtered by Po Liuhan?
Wuwu Mountain...Wuwang Mountain Lord! ?

While Xia Ming was thinking, the little donkey's movements were still fast.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Ming saw clearly the person on the Bone Mountain Ridge.

Wearing a loose black robe and flowing silver hair.

In the wind, Xia Ming smelled a faint cold breath.

That man was like a sharp edge of ice poking into a pile of bones.

It's cold, chilling, and heart-piercing.

At that moment, Xia Ming's soul trembled suddenly.

In a daze, Xia Ming seemed to have returned to the soul-carrying cliff of the Dahe Sect.

Along the winding stairs, Xia Ming saw the man who influenced his life.

Supreme Qingdan, He Niansheng...

At this moment...

Exactly.

That time and that moment. (End of chapter)