Taikoo Immortal King

Chapter 649: Mind Collapse
It is not a strange thing that spiritual power is imprisoned.Since Xu Miao stepped into the world of comprehension, this happened from time to time.However, it is very strange that this strange passage can only cut off the spiritual power of the body that enters the passage.

Xu Miao withdrew her outstretched hand, and her spiritual power resumed.The road ahead is entirely paved with wooden planks, and the distance between each plank is not short at all.

In addition, from Xu Miao's point of view, every wooden board is precarious, as long as you step on it, it will fall down.Xu Miao casually took out a stone from the Huntian Stone and threw it on the board.

With a "click", a crack appeared on the board, and the whole board became more and more dangerous.The stone that Xu Miao took out was absolutely not heavy. Compared with his own weight, it was completely insignificant.

But even if a light stone falls on a wooden board, the wooden board cannot bear the weight of the stone.If Xu Miao stepped on it herself, Xu Miao would have no doubt that she would stumble and fall instantly.

Below the boardwalk, it was pitch black.Spiritual consciousness and spiritual power also cannot be penetrated, so Xu Miao could only use the night pearl to illuminate the boardwalk below as much as possible, but found nothing.

Xu Miao looked around and found a stone pillar.This stone pillar is anchored to the pavement just to the side where the boardwalk begins.Xu Miao pushed hard and confirmed that the stone pillar was very strong and could bear the weight of an adult.

Unable to use the spiritual power, Xu Miao could only rummage through the Hunting Stone to find cloth magic weapons, and then remelted these magic weapons into a long enough rope.

The rope of the cloth magic weapon is soft in texture, but it has high strength and willfulness, and will not be torn easily due to strong force.Xu Miao firmly tied one end of the improvised rope to the stone pillar, and the other end to her waist.

This way, if he stumbles and falls, the rope will protect him.Xu Miao controlled all the extra parts in her own hands.After walking for a while, loosen the rope for a while.

After losing her spiritual power and stepping on the plank, no matter how calm Xu Miao was, her heart couldn't help but lift up.He kept his weight as low as he could while keeping his feet on the nearest end of the plank.

Xu Miao took every step very carefully, for fear of breaking the board.However, despite this, there were mistakes in people and horses. When Xu Miao walked about one-third of the distance, he stepped on the wooden board and broke it.

There was a "click", which was particularly harsh in the quiet passage.Xu Miao lost her balance in an instant and was about to fall down.Xu Miao was quick to wit, and raised her hand to firmly grasp the small half of the wooden board next to her.

The smaller half of the board, because of the reduced length, can increase the weight bearing.The veins in Xu Miao's hands were all bulging, and she carefully controlled her body and approached a wooden board next to her.

Xu Miao was hanging under the wooden board at this time, and the night pearl hanging on her waist was dutifully displaying its light.Xu Miao suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some protrusions on the side of the passage.

He let go of one hand, using only one to support the weight of his body.Xu Miao leaned out very carefully, held up the Ye Mingzhu, and observed the patterns on both sides of the passage, which resembled murals.

The pattern is easy to understand, and Xu Miao can understand the content recorded on the pattern with a little association.The mural tells the life experience of a monk, starting from a child who aspired to take the imperial examination and become a high-ranking official. By chance, a cultivator discovered his spiritual talent and accepted him as his disciple.

This monk, after entering the school, practiced step by step, but his entry was not fast.Compared with the disciples who started together, they belonged to the most stupid group.

Until one day, he came into contact with alchemy.Only then did he realize that Dan Tao was the Tao he really wanted to pursue.In terms of alchemy, his talent is clearly displayed.

No matter what era they are in, alchemists are rare in the cultivation world, and compared to ordinary Dharma cultivators, they are even a drop in the bucket.Due to the refinement of the alchemist, this monk has become a favorite in the eyes of many monks, and has also become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh.

There are only so many resources in a sect, and if one person occupies more, others will occupy less.The disciples of the same school began to use various means to persecute him.In desperation, the monk had no choice but to leave the sect, vowing not to return to the sect in the future, only wishing to become a casual cultivator.

Although sects can provide monks with cultivation resources and protection, but at the same time they can also block the monks' sight.When the monk left the sect, he found that the world outside was too wide.

A lot of pen and ink was spent in the murals to describe how he traveled around, looking for elixir recipes, looking for alchemy materials, and refining elixir.As this person traveled, his reputation grew, and the monks who knew him respectfully called him the Loose Wandering Pill.

In the era when the scattered alchemists became famous, no alchemist could surpass the prestige of the scattered alchemists.All alchemists can only look up at the back of the wandering alchemist.

Proving the Tao with Dan, the wandering alchemist became the No.1 of that era.When all the monks thought that the Loose Alchemist could ascend in the daytime, the Loose Alchemist suddenly disappeared. No one knew where he went and whether he really became a fairy.

When Xu Miao saw the last mural, the wandering alchemist was disheveled, looking at the sky in despair.In the sky, there was a face that was so indifferent that it was almost mocking, looking at the wandering alchemist with a lofty attitude.

Eight words are engraved on the mural - the road to immortality is cut off, where is the road to immortality!These eight words had a huge impact on Xu Miao.It wasn't the first time he saw similar writing. Xu Miao also saw similar writing in the cave of an ancient monk when he was on the lower plane.

Xu Miao didn't know the specific year when the Loose Alchemist existed, but judging from the description of the mural, it should not be an ancient monk, but a monk belonging to his age.

The immortal road is cut off, where is the immortal way? The monks in the ancient times and the present era are questioning the immortal way, so does the immortal way really still exist?Xu Miao was in a trance, thinking of the scene in the illusion, did this problem arise because of the disappearance of "King"?

No one can answer Xu Miao's question, and no one can tell Xu Miao what she really wants.Xu Miao stared blankly at the eight characters on the mural, and had deep doubts about the avenue she was pursuing wholeheartedly.

If it was only in the last years of ancient times that monks could not ascend to immortality, Xu Miao could understand it.After all, it is at the end of a period, and the laws of heaven and earth are chaotic. It is not surprising that this situation occurs.

But in today's era of self-cultivation, the laws of heaven and earth are stable, and there is absolutely no reason why monks cannot become immortals again!The most important point is why there are no rumors of being unable to ascend to immortality in the entire cultivation world.

You must know that in the cultivation world, there are no absolute secrets and privacy.Many things will be rumored in the cultivation world, not to mention things that cannot be promoted to immortality.

But the fact is, no matter which plane he was in, Xu Miao had never heard the news.Xu Miao felt a bone-chilling chill all over her body, as if she was completely inside a huge chessboard. As for him, he was not a chess player, but a chess piece on the chessboard.

It seems that he is looking for his own way and working hard for his own future, but in the eyes of chess players, it is just a ridiculous struggle.No matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape the chess player's control.

Cultivators always believe that fate is in their own hands.Whether it's breaking the limit of lifespan, fighting for life with the sky, or constantly improving the limit of the body.But now, everything that Xu Miao firmly believed in was destroyed in one move.

Just like ants, no matter how hard ants work, in the eyes of humans, they are existences that can be crushed to death with one hand.Even if ants fly to the sky and escape from the ground, they can't escape the Wuzhi Mountain of human beings.

At this time, Xu Miao was holding the wooden board above his head with both hands, and he was only a few steps away from successfully passing the boardwalk.Xu Miao never stepped out of this distance.

He seemed to have lost the courage to step forward, and Xu Miao looked at the moving words on the mural with a wry smile.Since his efforts have no effect, what is the use of his efforts now.

Enduring so much inhuman pain, experiencing so many things that should not have been experienced.In the end, it was nothing but fetching water from a bamboo basket.Xu Miao's mood changed, and the strength in her hand gradually disappeared.

Death may not be as terrifying as he imagined.After all, in the end, it was just a dead word.What flying fairy in the daytime, what heaven and earth longevity, it's just a joke!

"Xu Miao! What's going on in your mind!" The treasure hunting mouse was so anxious that it couldn't transmit the sound, so it could only take the initiative to leave from the Hunting Stone and stand on Xu Miao's shoulder.

The Treasure Mouse felt Xu Miao's frustration. This feeling of seeing everything as nothing was not because of a thorough understanding, but because of losing hope.If Xu Miao gave up at this moment, many people's hopes would be dashed!
Xu Miao ignored the treasure hunting mouse's words. One hand had already been put down from the wooden board, and the other hand was gradually falling down.

"Even if the fairy road is cut off, so what! Can't you open up a new fairy road for yourself!" The treasure hunting mouse's sharp claws dug into the flesh on Xu Miao's shoulder, "Xiandao, what is the immortal way! The way that belongs to you is the only way to be immortal!" It's called Xiandao!"

Xu Miao felt the sound of the treasure hunting mouse and the dull pain in her shoulder, and blinked.Seeing Xu Miao's reaction, Treasure Mouse was overjoyed: "Since you asked me before, you want to know about the fairy world and about foxes."

"Then I will tell you, as long as you can regain your will, I will tell you the truth of the whole thing! Remember, your life never belongs to you personally. Behind you, there are too many people's hopes and beliefs !"

Xu Miao's hand, which was about to slip off the board, tightened violently.He raised his other hand and gripped the board firmly.

(End of this chapter)