There's something wrong with my immortal path.

Chapter 82 If you don’t become a demon, how can you become an immortal!
Panic, fear, shock!
Also mixed with a little bit of confusion.

He Niansheng had been cultivating his mind for hundreds of years, but his defense was directly broken by this blood pill.

"Xia Ming! Zhuzi!!!"

"This is not a blood pill! This is clearly an epilepsy pill!"

"First there are chaotic emotions, and then there is a crazy spirit!"

"My soul is crazy! I have fallen into the devil's way! I will never recover!"

"Zizi misunderstood me!"

In anger, He Niansheng slapped the Green Centipede Furnace directly.

boom -

Inside the Alchemy Cave, the copper furnace roared.

The deafening roar in his ears also diverted He Niansheng's attention.

With a glance from the corner of his eye, his blood-stained eyes instantly looked at the bottom of the alchemy furnace, where there was still alchemy liquid left.

"Looking back to bring peace! To rectify the world!"

Reciting these eight words, He Niansheng waved his hand, directly gathered the elixir into a ball, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Miraculously, when the elixir entered his throat, his violently fluctuating emotions were immediately suppressed.

After regaining his senses a little, He Niansheng looked at Taoist Soul's letter again.

Although the ink and ink on the open page are wandering, a relatively stable pattern can still be seen.

This...could this be it?
As his thoughts came to his mind, He Niansheng opened all the letters directly.

Every page is covered with ink and water, making it unrecognizable.

But they seem to follow certain rules.

Little by little, He Niansheng finally put them back together.

Standing up slowly, an extremely bright light emerged from the depths of He Niansheng's eyes.

"call--"

No matter how experienced he is, he can't help himself at this moment.

It wasn't until today that He Niansheng discovered the true secret of this Soul Taoist Notes.

"Hahahahaha! Good! What a soul Taoist!"

"You are indeed a lunatic! You have tampered with the Soul Refining Notes!"

"Only by being insane can one get a glimpse of the true inheritance?"

"Okay, okay! Fortunately, I am also a madman!"

"You can't become a demon! How can you become an immortal!"

……

But on the ground, all kinds of leather were patched together.

What appeared in front of He Niansheng was a skinny little old man.

The eyes are deeply sunken, the cheekbones are high, the top of the head is hairless, the cheeks are fleshless, the teeth are leaking, and he is about to die!
As the ink moves around, the little old man seems to come to life.

A glance and a smile, lifelike.

The moment he saw this little old man, He Niansheng already had the answer in his heart.

The person in front of me must be the soul Taoist who has researched the soul-taking method!

However, the surprise left by Taoist Soul to He Niansheng was far from over.

Under He Niansheng's gaze, Taoist Soul opened and closed his mouth, as if he was saying something.

Reading lips is not difficult for monks.

But in view of Taoist Soul's toothless mouth, He Niansheng still patiently looked at it three or four times.

That's what Taoist Soul said.

【Those who are destined to receive my destiny must remember it carefully. 】

[There are ghosts on the path of immortality, and souls change. Only by planting souls can one become a true immortal. 】

[Heir of my Taoism, please keep in mind that I am passing on the true method of planting souls and seizing bodies...]

Staring at Taoist Soul's old face.

He Niansheng looked at it for a long, long time.

If Taoist Soul deceived him once, would he deceive him a second time?
While He Niansheng was meditating, he noticed something was wrong.

In my mind, thoughts surged like a rushing river, out of control.

The collision of inspiration is like fireworks blooming.

The mind is clear, like a cold spring pouring into it.

This feeling is comparable to enlightenment!
The thought was clear, and bright or dark meridians appeared in He Niansheng's mind one after another.

As the light shone, He Niansheng caught the rare flash of inspiration.

After a moment, He Niansheng slowly opened his eyes.

"Blood Pill... is so wonderful!" "Xia Ming! You are my guide Qilinzi!"

"Broken Infant Pill? Bullshit Broken Infant Pill!"

"I want to become a fairy!"

……

What makes He Niansheng feel a little regretful is that the effect of the second generation blood pill did not last long.

Even less than an hour, the effect of the medicine lasts for a short time, which is not a bad thing. After all, this blood pill has side effects.

After thinking for a moment, He Niansheng took out a jade slip and started recording.

[The main raw materials of the second generation blood elixir: "Kilin's blood" and "Xianzhou elixir". 】

[Within an hour, the soul will have a sense of madness as it soars, and it is easy to lose control of its emotions and become possessed easily. 】

[However, it is extremely rare to have clear thoughts or a sense of enlightenment after taking the blood pill! 】

[There may be hidden dangers that need to be studied in the future. 】

……

After recording the blood elixir.

He Niansheng recorded every word that Master Hun just said into the jade slips.

The jade slips are placed in key acupoints. If He thinks about life and death, they will no longer exist.

After sorting out Master Hun's notes, He Niansheng started refining the elixir again.

One is born, the second is cooked.

Soon, he refined the transparent elixir liquid again.

The jade bottle contained the elixir, and He Niansheng went straight to Longshouyuan.

In the black tower, he saw Xianzhou Zhao Jiu, who was dressed in blood robe.

Taking the jade bottle handed over by He Niansheng, Zhao Jiu carefully looked at the transparent elixir inside.

After a moment, Zhao Jiufang looked at He Niansheng again.

"Good good!"

"Qingdan He Niansheng, your alchemy talent is indeed extraordinary. If you can get one or two more opportunities for enlightenment, maybe you can really become a great master of alchemy."

Hearing Zhao Jiu's words, He Niansheng bowed respectfully.

"The great master is like a crane in the sky, and the minor cultivator is just a sparrow among the basil."

"Hahahaha, He Niansheng, He Niansheng, you are more interesting than them. You should want to change to the Poying Pill or even the Longevity Pill, right?"

How could Zhao Jiu not see the truth in He Niansheng?

If the immortal foundation is damaged, life span will be short.

But to Zhao Jiu's surprise, he guessed wrong this time.

After bowing respectfully, He Niansheng said with great humility:

"Immortals are immortal and prosperous for eternity. Xiao Xiu feels that his time is running out and he dare not waste your elixir anymore."

Hearing this, Zhao Jiu slowly stood up.

"Oh? Then what do you want?"

"In the early years of Nian Sheng, I gave birth to a son at the foot of the mountain. The child admired the immortal way, but had no spiritual roots. Nian Sheng was bold and wanted to ask you for a method of spiritual root transplantation."

As soon as He Niansheng said these words, the eyes under Zhao Jiujin's face suddenly became extremely deep.

"You want to leave your spiritual roots to him?"

"The time for minor cultivation is short, but I still hope that the prince will succeed."

After taking a deep look at He Niansheng, Zhao Jiu threw him a slender jade slip.

"Here is the flawless spiritual root transplantation method. This is not a rare thing. I can give it to you directly. In addition... I will also keep He Niansheng's longevity elixir for you. Don't slack off in refining the elixir."

He Niansheng bowed respectfully and seemed to want to ask something else.

Zhao Jiu waved his hand gently and said casually:

"Ask whatever you want, my prince is not some wild beast that eats people."

"May I ask, Your Majesty, does the elixir prepared by the little cultivator have a name?"

Looking at He Niansheng in front of him, Zhao Jiu, under the golden face, slowly evoked a smile.

Alchemist, you have a fatal weakness.

They have an extraordinary curiosity about elixirs.

If He Niansheng wasn't curious, then Zhao Jiu would really be doubtful.

In He Niansheng's respectful eyes, Zhao Jiu said leisurely:

"It's okay to tell you, the name of this medicine is..."

"Tracing the light."

(End of this chapter)