Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Although I don't know why my cultivation aptitude suddenly changed from a waste to a genius,

Chen Tian guessed that it might be related to his fusion with the Immortal Clan bloodline.

Chen Tian remembered that when he used the Immortal Transformation Technique to convert the spiritual power of heaven and earth into immortal power, the spiritual power between heaven and earth easily gathered according to his will, and this feeling was the same as what Chen Tian had just felt.

Therefore, Chen Tian guessed that it might be because he had been using the Immortal Transformation Technique to condense immortal power for a long time, thus inadvertently changing his original cultivation aptitude, and that's why he changed from a waste to a genius in cultivation.

Of course, this is just Chen Tian's own guess, and the real situation is probably still difficult to conclude now.

But no matter what, this change is still very beneficial to Chen Tian.

But suddenly at this moment, Chen Tian seemed to remember something again, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Chen Tian remembered Lan Wu's disregard for him, remembered other disciples calling him a waste, and remembered that Realist Lan Yang sold him to the Ghost Dao Sect for the sake of immediate benefits.

And all of this was only because Chen Tian's previous cultivation aptitude was too poor, and everyone thought that he would be stuck in the Qi Refining stage for the rest of his life and unable to move forward.

Of course, Chen Tian wouldn't blame them, because he used to think so too, but now Chen Tian is suddenly a little curious.

That is, if they now knew that he had suddenly transformed from a waste with extremely poor cultivation aptitude into a genius, what kind of expression would they show?

"Perhaps... they would be very surprised!" Chen Tian asked and answered himself in his heart.

To be honest, Chen Tian no longer wants to understand their reaction, because he has made up his mind to break away from the Immortal Feather Sect from now on.

Although joining a sect can bring many benefits to cultivators, after these times in the Immortal Feather Sect, Chen Tian has realized that this kind of life is not suitable for him, and he prefers a free life.

After thinking this way, the confusion in Chen Tian's eyes disappeared. He stood up from the ground again, and after pondering for a while, he took out the copper ring and put it on his finger. Chen Tian decided to use it as his storage magic treasure.

"Eh, Master, whether it is from the material or the workmanship, that jade belt is obviously much more precious than this copper ring, but why did you choose this one in the end?" Seeing Chen Tian put on the copper ring, Han Wuming also walked up to him and asked puzzledly.

"I know that the jade belt's storage magic treasure is more precious, but it is too dazzling. Now my strength is low. As the saying goes, possessing a treasure invites trouble. If I wear it openly and swagger around, I am afraid that it will soon arouse the desire of other cultivators to snatch it. That would be troublesome. Although this copper ring is a bit inferior, it is simple and unadorned, and it suits me well."

After explaining this, Chen Tian couldn't help but touch the copper ring on his hand and smiled with satisfaction.

But Han Wuming was a little surprised after hearing Chen Tian's words.

He didn't expect that although Chen Tian was young, his meticulous mind and super self-control were even stronger than some old monsters who had achieved success in cultivation. This is really commendable.

"Perhaps this child will really achieve something in the future!" Han Wuming couldn't help but praised in his heart.

However, as soon as this thought arose, it was immediately overturned by him: "Bah, bah, bah, what nonsense am I talking about? How can I let this kid achieve something? Otherwise, wouldn't I have to be his slave for the rest of my life? I must get rid of him before his wings are fully grown!"

Thinking this way, Han Wuming's eyes instantly turned cold.

However, Han Wuming is ultimately an old monster who has cultivated for hundreds of years. In just an instant, he put away his sharpness and put on a flattering smile, and asked: "Master, where are we going next?"

Hearing Han Wuming ask this, Chen Tian's gaze couldn't help but fall on the cold jade crystal coffin, a trace of tenderness appeared in his eyes, and he said lightly: "Next, let's go home!"

"Ah? What? Go home? Go home?" Hearing Chen Tian's words, Han Wuming was immediately surprised, not knowing what he was talking about.

But Chen Tian ignored him, but still looked at the cold jade crystal coffin with incomparable tenderness, as if the person lying inside could understand Chen Tian's thoughts!

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Because Chen Tian, Ji Tianyi, Pan Xingyu, and Lin Chen, four disciples, were lost one after another, and Han Wuming also disappeared. Therefore, Realist Lan Yang finally couldn't sit still. He sent out more than a dozen search teams to search for their whereabouts near the Immortal Feather Sect.

Three days later, one of the search teams came to the forest where Chen Tian, Lin Chen and others had fought.

However, because Han Wuming had already eliminated all traces of the fight here, they did not realize that this was where Pan Xingyu and Lin Chen died. After a hasty sweep, they went forward to find them.

Therefore, this search operation finally declared failure after lasting for a month.

But the subsequent events did not end because of this.

Since they lost a master of the Transformation Spring Realm, how could the Ghost Dao Sect let it go? So, they came to the Immortal Feather Sect in anger and asked Realist Lan Yang to be responsible for this matter.

Of course, these are all later stories, let's not mention them for the time being.

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Duomo Country, Lufeng Town.

This Lufeng Town is a small town in Duomo Country, with a total population of less than 5,000 people.

Moreover, the people in Lufeng Town are extremely lazy. The men don't work hard in farming, and all they know is drinking and gambling; the women don't weave well either. They take a plate of melon seeds and gather together in twos and threes, chatting for a whole day.

And in such a corrupt life, the sudden arrival of one person completely broke everything.

This day was originally a sunny day. The sun was scorching hot on the ground, and even the village dogs couldn't stand it, lying in the shade of the trees and panting heavily.

The people in the town were still the same as usual, gambling and chatting.

But at this moment, a biting cold suddenly surged from a distance, as if suddenly stepping from summer into winter, causing these lightly dressed people to shiver.

Everyone was surprised and hurriedly got up to look, but was shocked to find that the source of this chill was actually coming from a young man carrying a huge ice coffin on his back!