There's something wrong with my immortal path.

Chapter 38 You are scarier than illiteracy!
While He Niansheng was refining elixirs, Xia Ming was not idle either.

The more he listened to the jade slips sent in by Jiang Chong, the more frightened he became.

Xia Ming also has his own criteria for judging what Jiang Chong described.

Thinking about the memories of this period over and over again, Xia Ming tried to find the truth hidden behind the appearance.

The disciples of the Handyman Division said that the disciples of Qingdan Peak are all Master Dan. They have weird tempers and cannot afford to offend.

Jiang Liang, who holds the soul cliff, also mentioned that Dahe Qingdan sucks the blood of monks and ignores the feelings of fellow disciples.

And he, Xia Ming, has been living in this thatched cottage in the valley since he became He Niansheng's disciple.

He has never seen any Qingdan disciples. Is this normal?

This is not normal at all!
Qingdan Peak is the largest among the Qingdan Supreme Beings, but he, the Supreme Supreme Disciple, cannot see the light of day?

Xia Ming felt that he was not like a disciple of the Supreme Master, but rather like a caged bird raised by the Supreme Master Qingdan.

Thinking of the caged bird, Xia Ming felt a little more uneasy.

The seeds of doubt take root, grow, and bear fruit.

Without the medicinal effect of Menghuangliang, Xia Ming became even more uneasy.

Naturally, he began to doubt the reason why He Niansheng accepted a disciple.

If it's not to pass on the mantle, then why?

Is it the so-called hidden spirit root?
But I am fake!
Or... he wants to take me away!
Xia Ming couldn't help but feel palpitated when he thought of the word "seizing one's body".

Strictly speaking, he can be regarded as seizing the body.

But Xia Ming didn't kill the original owner, he was frightened to death.

Xia Ming felt very uneasy at the thought of being taken away from him.

In panic, Xia Ming patted his head hard again.

Not right!

As we all know, only the Nascent Soul stage can seize the body, and Master is only in the Dan formation stage.

Could this be Jiang Chong's attempt to sow discord?

This old boy even sends voice messages!
He must not be holding anything back!
Before Xia Ming had time to think about it, He Niansheng had already walked into the thatched cottage.

"Disciple Xia Ming, pay homage to Master."

Looking at the respectful Xia Ming in front of him, He Niansheng's eyes were filled with complex expressions.

"Xia Ming...your illness..."

"Master, don't worry, my disciple is doing well."

"No, Xia Ming, you haven't realized how terrible your illness is..."

In Xia Ming's confused eyes, He Niansheng continued.

"Xia Ming, this is a change in your soul caused by your promotion to a superior spiritual root. You can still use the qi-refining technique my teacher taught you now, but what about in the future?"

"What will you do with your Dan Formation Technique and Nascent Soul Technique in the future? Even if my master brings it to you, will you be able to understand it?"

"Xia Ming, Xia Ming, your situation is more terrifying than being illiterate! At least the illiterate can teach you! What about you?"

"Xia Ming, is it possible that you have to go down an evil path on your own? Do you really have such intelligence?"

"Xia Ming, the path to immortality is difficult every step of the way. Do you think you can surpass the sages of the previous generation?"

……

Hearing this, Xia Ming discovered a huge blind spot.

turn out to be--

He Niansheng misunderstood!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
He Niansheng guessed the wrong time!

He thought that something happened to his soul after he obtained the qi-refining technique.

But how could he have imagined that I was crazy from the beginning!

Pooh!
What's crazy, this is Goldfinger!
This is what I had in mind from the beginning!

I obtained my spiritual root with the help of my golden finger, advanced to a superior spiritual root, and succeeded in refining my qi.

As long as you give me the skills to form pills and even Nascent Soul, Golden Finger will definitely work.

In fact, I can cultivate faster than others!Even more powerful!

Thinking of this, Xia Ming became even more excited.

Hey!

Who of you can compare to cheating and cultivating immortality?
When the sharp eyes were shining brightly, the white-haired He Niansheng was still describing the horror of his condition.

"Xia Ming, cultivating immortality is not just about skills. You don't want to learn moves? You don't want to learn magical powers?"

"In other words, how can my master teach you the secret of alchemy? You can't even understand the recipe for elixir! You can't write down an elixir with more than three characters!"

"My silly apprentice, haven't you realized how terrible the problem is?"

Hearing this, Xia Ming's heart suddenly thumped.

Yes!

How could I forget this!
Forget about the elixirs, the worst-case scenario is that I won’t practice anymore.Alchemist Xiaodaoer, as long as your cultivation level improves, you can just hire someone to refine the alchemy.

That magical power is a big problem...

Since you are cultivating immortality, you will inevitably have to fight with others in the future.

You can't just know nothing...

No matter how high your cultivation level is, without supernatural powers, it is just like guarding a beautiful wife and concubine, but the widow is sick.

Gradually, Xia Ming fell into deep thought.

Seeing Xia Ming like this, He Niansheng quickly poured himself a cup of tea.

Running back and forth, he was also thirsty.

……

The golden finger is a powerful tool for cultivating immortality. It can see through the essence of the technique and allow me to grow rapidly.

But the price is that the text will be distorted, mutated, and reorganized.

The external manifestation is that I can only write three normal words.

With magical powers, maybe even Golden Finger can see through it!

I have to find a chance to try it!
Even if Golden Finger can't see through the magical power, I can't possibly treat it.

The worst case scenario is that I will be stubborn, my cultivation will be astonishing, and I will be stubborn until no one dares to take action against me!
The worst is to become an immortal and destroy the heaven and the earth with just one hand and one foot.

……

After carefully analyzing his situation, Xia Ming was like a bastard at this moment.

——Determined.

All said and done, golden fingers are still important.

disease.

It's impossible to cure.

Besides, that's not a disease.

With his thoughts clear, Xia Ming raised his head and slowly looked at He Niansheng.

Looking at Xia Ming's exceptionally clear eyes, He Niansheng's eyes gradually became filled with excitement.

In fact, what He Niansheng said just now was exactly what he was worried about.

There are notes on the way of soul; the soul is like water, and the body is like a container.

To seize the body is to change the container for water.

Water has no shape, but the body does.

Therefore, be sure to choose your physical body carefully.

According to this principle, after taking away the body, He Niansheng will also be affected by this strange disease.

By that time, it will be difficult to carry on normal life, let alone the path to immortality.

However, in the short term, Xia Ming's illness was a good thing for He Niansheng.

Xia Ming couldn't understand many things at all.

Isn't that what He Niansheng said?
He could see the rules of Qingdan disciples as cannibalism, what else could he see?
This guy is nothing to be afraid of!

……

After gently patting Xia Ming's shoulder, He Nianshang sighed:
"Apprentice, my master is going to kill the black-blooded dragon next."

"Master, I really don't trust you. Let's do this. Master will teach you a method. This method will make it easier for you to communicate with me."

Looking at Master He Niansheng, Xia Ming blinked.

"But Master...I am illiterate..."

"You read to me!"

"Oh……"

"Master...what skills...can you lend me a look?"

"You can understand?!"

"Master, I want to see if my illness is... alas..."

Looking at the poor Xia Ming, He Niansheng didn't have the nerve to refuse.

trust!

Raising a soul seed is like raising a son!

Thinking of this, He Niansheng directly threw the technique to Xia Ming.

The skills are inscribed on the jade slips, and once activated, the words will be reflected.

Looking at the floating and distorted text shadows in the air, Xia Ming's pupils dilated little by little.

The sick... are wonderful.

(End of this chapter)