There's something wrong with my immortal path.

Chapter 1 Brother Dao!Your spiritual roots belong to me!

Winter Moon 57.

The day is four and a half minutes long, and the night is more than five minutes long.

Dahe Sect, Soul Holding Cliff, Corpse Holding Cave No. 37.

Xia Ming, who was dressed in a white green shirt, held three sticks of incense and offered them to the people of heaven and earth.

Inside the cave, it was damp and cold, the candlelight flickered, and the figures swayed and twisted.

Looking at the cold corpse lying on the central stone bed, Xia Ming let out a long sigh.

This man...he knew him.

This person entered the mountain in the same batch as Xia Ming, but he had spiritual roots and successfully became an outer disciple.

But now, he was lying here coldly, with no life left at all.

Xia Ming narrowed his eyes and looked up and down carefully.

Then he picked up the slender piece of bamboo hanging from the waist of the corpse and wrote:

[Outer disciple Li Luqi: Died from a sword wound. The sword was an inch and a half wide and penetrated the heart and lungs. The wound showed signs of freezing. 】

[Dahe Sect, Soul Holding Cliff, Cave 37, Xia Ming. 】

Briefly describing the cause of death of the deceased is only a small part of Xia Ming's work. The next work is the top priority.

Xia Ming gently pressed his right hand against Li Luqi's dantian, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

At the same time that his vision disappeared, a black and white magnetic field induction diagram appeared in Xia Ming's mind.

Centered on Xia Ming's right hand, dark magnetic lines spread like water.

The dense magnetic lines slowly outline the outline of Liluqi's body.

Xia Ming found something wrong with Li Luqi's right arm.

The magnetic field lines there are dented, twisted, and coiled.

It seems like...there's a loophole there.

This is very unreasonable!
Xia Ming frowned slightly, then held a slender sharp blade and directly pointed at the Tianquan and Quze points on Li Luqi's right arm.

The tip of the knife was raised, penetrated three-thirds of the flesh, opened an inch, and two dark gray pebbles the size of thumbs fell directly into Xia Ming's hand.

Looking at the two small stones in his palm, Xia Ming couldn't help but think of the monks' description of the small stones.

[Soul Stone: It is close to the human body and can be hidden in acupuncture points. It has the effect of strengthening the soul. If used on mortals, it may open up inspiration and spiritual roots. 】

……

Find out what they hid in their acupoints from those dead disciples.

This is Xia Ming's main job content.

And this is also the fundamental reason for the existence of the Soul Holding Cliff.

People can die and things can be put to their best use.

Putting the soul stone on the black table aside, Xia Ming closed his eyes slightly, as if he was falling asleep.

Outside the cave, a man in black robe glanced at Xia Ming's back, then took out a bamboo slip from his arms and started writing.

[Dongyue 57, Cave 37, kill three corpses, get six soul stones and one talisman. 】

Listening to the retreating footsteps of the patrolling envoy outside the cave, Xia Ming slowly opened his eyes again.

What he has to do next cannot tolerate any distraction.

Abandoning the distracting thoughts in his heart, Xia Ming directly placed the palm of his right hand close to Li Luqi's Dantian.

The next moment, a light suddenly flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.

Brother Lilu, your spiritual roots belong to me!
Xia Ming's palms trembled slightly, and even Li Luqi's eyelids trembled.

After a while, Xia Ming breathed a long sigh of relief.

Slowly closing his eyes and reciting the word "linggen" secretly, a diode appeared in Xia Ming's mind.

That's right!

It is a light emitting diode.

Commonly known as LED small lamp holder.

But the little lamp in Xia Ming's mind was dim.

The lamp head is dim, but the two slender pins are still vaguely visible.

As Xia Ming's palms gently closed, a miracle occurred.

The diode in his mind began to become clearer and clearer. One pin had completely turned aqua blue, while the other pin was also mostly blue.

Seeing such a scene, Xia Ming clenched his fists hard, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your hard work! God will not let you down! Who said that I, Xia Ming, can't have spiritual roots! I can't practice!"

"As long as I decompose ten more water spiritual roots! I will definitely possess the water spiritual roots! From now on, I can start Qi refining practice! Leave this ghost place!"

Glancing at Li Luqi in front of him, a helpless smile flashed across Xia Ming's face.

Ugh……

Others cultivate immortality, but he repairs light-emitting diodes?
Is this scientific?When such unscientific things as time travel have happened, why are we still talking about science?
In the world of cultivating immortals, are you talking to me about science?
Have you practiced it?
……

Things have to start from the day when Xia Ming's soul passed through.

The story is very simple. He, Xia Ming, is an ordinary citizen brought to the mountain by the Dahe Sect.

The original owner was a mortal, very stupid and naive. When he really glimpsed the corner of the immortal road, his world collapsed.

The fantasy is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Mr. Ye was scared to death by the dragon.

After he died, this body would naturally be of benefit to Xia Ming.

After being captured on the mountain, Dahe Sect first gave them a spiritual root test.

Those with spiritual roots become outer disciples of the Dahe Sect.

Those without spiritual roots will first become servant disciples and then wait for arrangements.

Unfortunately, Xia Ming did not have spiritual roots, so he became a handyman disciple of the Dahe Sect.

After becoming servant disciples, the Dahe Sect gave them another manual and asked them to study it carefully and evaluate the results three days later.

Those who pass the examination will become the handyman disciples of Dahe Sect.

Those who fail the assessment will go down the mountain to dig coal.

……

The manual is called: "On How to Inspire"

Yes, the title of the book is not that serious.

Inspiration is to feel inspiration, as the name suggests, to perceive aura.

As we all know, only by possessing spiritual roots can you refine your Qi and practice.

Many people do not have spiritual roots, but those who do not have spiritual roots are also different.

Among them are the so-called inspirations.

[Inspired Person: Can feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy, but cannot practice. He is suitable as a handyman, cheap and plentiful. 】

[All it takes is an inspiring book to teach them to focus on inspiration. 】

Just when Xia Ming opened the book "On How to Enlighten Inspiration", an accident happened.

……

The moment Xia Ming saw those words, his ears roared and his spirit trembled.

He found that he didn't recognize the words inside!

Am I illiterate?

its not right!
I can recognize the big characters on the cover!

Could it be that... I don't know the words about spiritual practice?

Staring at the dancing words one by one, Xia Ming's heart fell into the cold bottom little by little.

no!Cultivation world!If you can’t practice cultivation, it’s a waste of time!

I don’t have a system yet!
Isn’t this dead?
If I can't cultivate that damn inspiration, I'll have to go down the mountain and dig coal.

Mining coal in the world of cultivating immortals... This is simply like turning on the light in the toilet!
court death!

I can't give up!
Thinking of this, Xia Ming clenched his back teeth tightly.

Even if he breaks his molar teeth, he still has to decipher these words!
As time passed, Xia Ming found that his attention was still drifting, and he could not read the words clearly at all.

Xia Ming was unwilling and bit her arm directly.

He tried to use the pain to focus himself.

Blood dripped down his fingers bit by bit. This scene really frightened the people around him.

Just reading a book, why should I be so cruel to myself?

Simply insane!
Ignoring the horrified looks of others, Xia Ming focused on the book in front of him.

Just when his eyes were about to bleed.

A miracle happened.

The words running back and forth actually slowed down little by little. They grew heads, eyes, and limbs.

Xia Ming is looking at them, and they are also looking at Xia Ming.

Under Xia Ming's horrified gaze, they held hands and rearranged themselves.

Looking at the words that appeared on the book, Xia Ming trembled all over.

damn it!
Heck!
……

[Inspiration = electromagnetic induction. 】

Aura is also a special kind of swimming electron.

Under the equation, there are a bunch of electromagnetic induction principles.

……

Xia Ming:? ? ?
(End of this chapter)