There's something wrong with my immortal path.

Chapter 81 The second generation blood pill!
As soon as Zhao Jiu finished speaking, the cultivators moved.

First, a monk walked to the corpse of old monster Baiyun, took three drops of blood, and then escaped.

Using blood to find the descendants of monks is the most effective method, so there is nothing wrong with taking blood.

But gradually, things started to go wrong.

Youxiu slashed his finger an inch, but Zhao Jiu still didn't react.

Next, Xia Ming saw an extremely bloody scene.

The old monster Baiyun was divided, divided like a melon.

The Nascent Soul body is a good thing.

The muscles, bones, blood vessels, and acupoints are wonderful.

Xizi cultivators, they are the immortals in the mouth of the people at the foot of the mountain.

But these immortals are like a group of uncivilized beasts at this moment.

……

The sect of Old Monster Baiyun is not far from here.

In less than half a day's work, all the cultivators hurried back and each gained something.

Looking at the heads stacked in front of him, Xia Ming's pupils continued to tighten.

Before the visit to Beijing, Zhao Jiu fulfilled his promise directly.

Not only did he reward Ancestor Baiyun with his natal flying sword, he also rewarded him with two hundred contribution points.

Walking down Longshouyuan step by step, Xia Ming tightly squeezed the small bronze mirror in his hand.

Xia Ming felt that the blood diamond he swallowed should be on the blue brick.

Then the problem is coming.

Why didn't Zhao Jiu take action against him?

Because it’s useful to keep?

How can it be!This guy even killed Nascent Soul!

So what's the reason?

As if by mistake, Xia Ming took out the jade bottle in the storage ring.

In the jade bottle, the blood elixir was shaking.

You should be able to find some clues after taking the blood pill.

After struggling again and again, Xia Ming finally took the jade bottle back.

He still needed to think about it.

Walking down Longshouyuan, Xia Ming's sword escapes along the white bank.

……

Just today, in the Yuelang Dan Cave, He Niansheng successfully refined the elixir.

Looking at the clear liquid at the bottom of the rust furnace, He Niansheng frowned deeply.

Various medicinal liquids were mixed together and finally turned into a ball of colorless and odorless liquid?

The prescription given by the Prince of Xianzhou is not only bold but also coincides with the principle of mutual support and mutual restraint.

As a master of alchemy, He Niansheng knew that such a formula ratio was definitely the work of the great master!

Taking out a slender silver needle, He Niansheng picked up a drop of liquid and examined it carefully.

After a moment, he used another ray of cold white elixir fire, burning the drop of medicine bit by bit.

Gently sniffing the scent of medicine in the air, He Niansheng's expression suddenly became less calm.

This liquid seems to have a retroactive calming effect...

Looking back and calming down!

To rectify the universe!

The moment he said these words, He Niansheng thought of his sick disciple.

Could it be that?
This is the real ingredient for refining blood pills!

With his mind wandering, He Niansheng directly started to refine the elixir!
Take a small amount of the medicinal solution, add Xia Ming's blood, and add some Zhongping assistance.

A moment later, a miracle occurred.

As the alchemy furnace trembled, a nearly translucent elixir was firmly grasped into He Niansheng's hands.

This elixir is about the size of a fingertip. It looks like clear crystal when viewed up close, but looks like a pale pink glass bead when viewed from a distance.

There are no golden elixir patterns wandering on its surface, but its interior is densely covered with countless slender blood threads as fine as an ox's hair.

And it.

It is the second generation blood pill refined by He Niansheng.

Holding the blood pill, smelling the faint fragrance of the pill.

He Niansheng made a bold decision.

He wants to try the elixir himself!

Because of Xia Ming!And because of that Zhao Jiu!

If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's son?
As an alchemist, He Niansheng knows that only by trying it himself can he gain first-hand experience.

Whether it was Xia Ming's spiritual transformation or Zhao Jiu's elixir, he could take the opportunity to spy on it.

He Niansheng is also aware of the risks involved.

But so what?

He Niansheng was not only cruel to others, he was even more cruel to himself.

For the path to immortality, for climbing to the top step by step, for immortality, any price can be sacrificed.

After taking the elixir, He Niansheng closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes brought about by the second generation blood elixir.

Gradually, He Niansheng frowned.

Something is wrong!
He Niansheng could feel that his soul was getting lighter and lighter, and he even had the illusion of flying out of the heavenly spirit cap and leaving his physical body.

Terrible, simply terrifying.

You know, the soul of a monk is extremely fragile before it becomes an infant.

Once separated from the physical body, the soul is as fragile as a wisp of smoke.

The strong wind blows away, the sun scorches the sun, and the moon wilts when it freezes.

The slightest mistake will lead to irreparable consequences.

He quickly opened his eyes and touched the Tianling cover uneasily. Only then did He Niansheng let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

Just an illusion.

The effect of the blood pill is to target Xia Ming's soul changes.

After taking the blood pill, the soul will feel elevated, and even have the illusion of being out of body.

Is it possible that Xia Ming's soul is a mountain?
Deeply sunk and unable to extricate yourself?
After a moment of pause, He Niansheng continued to sense the second-generation blood pill.

As an alchemist, He Niansheng knew that the blood pill he refined had side effects.

The blood elixir was originally the elixir he refined for Xia Ming's condition.

Refining alchemy is not as simple as following a picture.

It needs to keep pace with the times and be constantly updated and iterated to reduce toxicity and retain efficacy.

The blood elixir for Xia Ming's condition needs to be continuously improved to reduce erysipelas and side effects.

"This blood pill... seems to have some impact on mood."

"The side effects don't seem to be serious."

Carefully perceive the current state of your soul.

A familiar feeling gradually arose in He Niansheng's heart, as if he had seen similar descriptions somewhere.

Where is it?
It seems to be the handbook of Taoist Soul...

Immediately afterwards, He Niansheng took out Taoist Hun's notes.

This is a thick leather volume.

Various leathers are cut into pages of the same size, and then the edges are punched and bound together with rings of bronze.

Where are you coming from?

Seems to be somewhere in the middle.

The moment he opened the note, He Niansheng was not calm anymore.

In his shocked eyes, the words started to swim!
Obviously he can recognize every word, but when they are put together, he doesn't recognize them!

The words moved faster and faster, until they turned into a twisted mass of ink.

Let alone words, it is not even a pattern now!

"Damn! What is this! I'm illiterate!?"

"No! No! This is not illiteracy!"

"This is my soul lying to me!"

"This is my inner demon!"

At this moment, He Niansheng panicked.

The side effects of Blood Pill were also exposed at this moment.

His mood began to fluctuate violently, which is the most taboo thing for a cultivator of the Immortal Path.

Feeling the uncontrollable emotional impulse, He Niansheng could no longer remain calm.

"Such emotional fluctuations will drive you crazy!"

"Damn! Xia Ming mistaken me! Xia Ming mistaken me!"

"There's something wrong with Xia Ming's blood! His mutation has penetrated deep into his bones and blood!"

"This guy is already possessed!"

(End of this chapter)