Cultivation of Immortality

Lang Xing shook his head, "I haven't figured it out yet. I don't know if what I'm thinking now is right. I'll tell you after I figure it out."

"Hey!" Wu Xia looked at him dissatisfied.

Lang Xing could only reveal something: "I am studying good and evil, and thinking about whether evil is also an indispensable force in maintaining the movement of heaven."

"It's really a bit profound, I can't understand it." A small spark of curiosity flashed in Wuxia's eyes.

"You'd better work towards the Feather Stage first. It won't do you any good to understand these things now." Lang Xing said proudly, then pointed at the corpse of the Hentian Fairy, changed the topic and said, "Don't touch her things. Come on, bury her properly."

Wu Xia stared at the Qiankun bag next to Fairy Hentian unwillingly and said, "Maybe she will leave behind a magic secret book that she has learned by herself, which can allow a person with mediocre qualifications to practice to the late Yuanying stage. The value of this secret is too high. ”

"Then let's see if there is one." Lang Xing bowed respectfully to the corpse, confessed his crime in his heart, and then wanted to step forward to get the Qiankun Bag.

Wu Xia held him back, and secretly said with a slight nervousness, "Why do I feel a little evil? Just now when I wanted to get the Qiankun Bag, I felt a faint dangerous aura. You have to be careful. After all, she is a legend."

Langxing narrowed his eyes. Wuxia's words made him feel a little scared, because he also felt something vaguely. Since Wuxia felt the same, it meant that there was something wrong with the corpse.

"You step back." Lang Xing said as he mobilized his Baihuanling body and activated his magical power.

Wu Xia did not retreat, but urged her defensive treasure to move to the flank of the corpse. If there was any danger, she would have to attack from the side to save Lang Xing, both from the relationship between the two and from the current situation. In a situation where they were dependent on each other, she had to share life and death with Lang Xing.

The actions of the two must have had an impact on the corpse. A faint gray smoke emerged from the top of the corpse's head. This strange phenomenon made Lang Xing and Wu Xia slowly back away in unison.

"What is this? I feel it is extremely dangerous." Wu Xia asked uneasily with his spiritual thoughts.

"I don't know. It contains extremely powerful power, but has no life. It is indeed very dangerous. Let's retreat further."

As soon as Lang Xing finished his answer, the gray smoke condensed into a disk above Fairy Hentian's head. The size was slightly larger than Fairy Hentian's head. The edges were smooth and flat, as if controlled by magic power. Wearing the same.

"Is this the magical protection she set up for herself before she died?" Wu Xia guessed doubtfully.

Just as Langxing was about to answer, he saw that the disk formed by the smoke began to change again, slowly gathering from the center to the periphery, and then turned into a thin ring. The ring was initially as thick as a finger, and then became smaller and smaller. The thinner it becomes, until it becomes a circle of black thin lines thinner than a hair.

"Back off!" Lang Xing sensed that it was becoming more dangerous. The compacted smoke seemed to be real and began to flow.

When the two retreated ten thousand feet away, the ring that was originally hanging flat on Fairy Hentian's head slowly stood up, until it became a completely vertical posture.

"The black energy inside is flowing faster and faster." Wu Xia didn't think about attacking from the flanks, and moved closer to Lang Xing and said uneasily. She was not timid, but she faced such a strange appearance of a corpse. This phenomenon can’t help but make me feel a little bit hairy.

"The direction of flow is consistent with the direction of the sun." Langxing stared at the thin ring that stood up and said.

Wu Xia couldn't help but glance at the setting sun, and found that it was exactly as Lang Xing said. The west side of the ring was facing the setting sun, and the east side was facing the direction of the rising sun. Regardless of this, Is the information useful? Anyway, she admires Lang Xing. Being able to think of this in her mind shows that Lang Xing is much calmer than her.

"It's running faster and faster, and it's getting smaller..." Wuxia immediately noticed the obvious change in the thin ring when he looked back from the sunset, and uneasily pulled Lang Xing back again.

The thin ring is indeed shrinking. This process is relatively slow at first, and starts to accelerate when it shrinks to half, and the dangerous aura becomes stronger.

The two retreated to a distance of 20,000 feet. Langxing blinked thoughtfully and said, "It does not contain spiritual power."

"Well, it's too evil. How about let's go." Wuxia was timid. This thing scared her, even though she felt that she might not be able to save her life even if she was hiding 20,000 feet away.

"You step back further, I want to see what's going on." Instead, Lang Xing took two steps forward.

Wu Xia pursed her lips tightly. Although she didn't follow Lang Xing forward, she didn't retreat either. She couldn't help complaining in her heart. Men are really stupid and reckless, and people like Lang Xing are no exception.

"Let's go!" She had just finished venting her resentment in her heart when Langxing pulled her back like a frightened rabbit. The force was so strong that he almost tore off her arm.

Sure enough, it was reckless. When Wu Xia had this emotion, he saw in a sudden glance that the ring had completely gathered into a small ball.

"Resentment turned into a spirit!" Lang Xing told her the conclusion he came to while leading her to escape.

"Spiritual transformation? It's alive?!" Wu Xia asked in disbelief. She had heard about the spirit transformation, but had never seen it with her own eyes. She couldn't help but use her consciousness to check.

Lang Xing sealed her cultivation in time and warned, "You must not use your spiritual consciousness to check it at this time. It is too dangerous."

"Hurry up and let me go, as long as I don't check!" Wu Xia's face turned pale. Being banned from cultivation at such an urgent moment felt worse than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

After jumping two to thirty thousand feet, Lang Xing unlocked her cultivation. Not only did Wu Xia keep her word and did not use her spiritual sense to detect it, she also pulled Lang Xing back another ten thousand feet.

"Let's go, I think this thing is too dangerous and we can't deal with it." She continued to run away and looked at Lang Xing with pleading eyes.

Lang Xing blinked calmly and said, "It's okay. It's easier to deal with when it turns into a spirit body. My magical power can be put to use."

"Why take this risk?! What can you get?!" Wu Xia was anxious and annoyed.

"The disaster is coming!" Lang Xing pushed her away and pointed to the sky.

In just an instant, a calamity cloud with a radius of a hundred miles formed in the sky above Fairy Hentian's body. Before Wuxia could pull Lang Xing away, Lang Xing had already used his phantom body technique to rush towards the calamity cloud.

There was helpless sadness in Wu Xia's eyes. Now let alone sharing life and death, she didn't even have the courage to take a step forward. It's not that she was unrighteous, but it was meaningless to die like this. Even if Lang Xing was hacked to death in front of her, she would not save him. She felt like she was about to fall apart. Why was Lang Xing like this...! She didn't know what to say to Lang Xing. Lang Xing shook his head, "I haven't figured it out yet. I don't know if what I'm thinking now is right. I'll tell you after I figure it out."

"Hey!" Wu Xia looked at him dissatisfied.

Lang Xing could only reveal something: "I am studying good and evil, and thinking about whether evil is also an indispensable force in maintaining the movement of heaven."

"It's really a bit profound, I can't understand it." A small spark of curiosity flashed in Wuxia's eyes.

"You'd better work towards the Feather Stage first. It won't do you any good to understand these things now." Lang Xing said proudly, then pointed at the corpse of the Hentian Fairy, changed the topic and said, "Don't touch her things. Come on, bury her properly."

Wu Xia stared at the Qiankun bag next to Fairy Hentian unwillingly and said, "Maybe she will leave behind a magic secret book that she has learned by herself, which can allow a person with mediocre qualifications to practice to the late Yuanying stage. The value of this secret is too high. ”

"Then let's see if there is one." Lang Xing bowed respectfully to the corpse, confessed his crime in his heart, and then wanted to step forward to get the Qiankun Bag.

Wu Xia held him back, and secretly said nervously, "Why do I feel a little evil? When I wanted to get the Qiankun Bag just now, I faintly felt a dangerous aura. You have to be careful. After all, she is a legend."

Langxing narrowed his eyes. Wuxia's words made him feel a little scared, because he also felt something vaguely. Since Wuxia felt the same, it meant that there was something wrong with the corpse.

"You step back." Lang Xing said as he mobilized his Baihuanling body and activated his magical power.

Wu Xia did not retreat, but urged her defensive treasure to move to the flank of the corpse. If there was any danger, she would have to attack from the side to save Lang Xing, both from the relationship between the two and from the current situation. In a situation where they were dependent on each other, she had to share life and death with Lang Xing.

The actions of the two must have had an impact on the corpse. A faint gray smoke emerged from the top of the corpse's head. This strange phenomenon made Lang Xing and Wu Xia slowly back away in unison.

"What is this? I feel it is extremely dangerous." Wu Xia asked uneasily with his spiritual thoughts.

"I don't know. It contains extremely powerful power, but has no life. It is indeed very dangerous. Let's retreat further."

As soon as Lang Xing finished his answer, the gray smoke condensed into a disk above Fairy Hentian's head. The size was slightly larger than Fairy Hentian's head. The edges were smooth and flat, as if controlled by magic power. Wearing the same.

"Is this the magical protection she set up for herself before she died?" Wu Xia guessed doubtfully.

Just as Langxing was about to answer, he saw that the disk formed by the smoke began to change again, slowly gathering from the center to the periphery, and then turned into a thin ring. The ring was at first as thick as a finger, and then became smaller and smaller. The thinner it becomes, until it becomes a circle of black thin lines thinner than a hair.

"Back off!" Lang Xing sensed that it was becoming more dangerous. The compacted smoke seemed to be real and began to flow.

When the two retreated ten thousand feet away, the ring that was originally hanging flat on Fairy Hentian's head slowly stood up, until it became a completely vertical posture.

"The black energy inside is flowing faster and faster." Wu Xia didn't think about attacking from the flanks, and moved closer to Lang Xing and said uneasily. She was not timid, but she faced such a strange appearance of a corpse. This phenomenon can’t help but make me feel a little bit hairy in my heart.

"The direction of flow is consistent with the direction of the sun." Langxing stared at the thin ring that stood up and said.

Wu Xia couldn't help but glance at the setting sun, and found that it was exactly as Lang Xing said. The west side of the ring was facing the setting sun, and the east side was facing the direction of the rising sun. Regardless of this, Is the information useful? Anyway, she admires Lang Xing. Being able to think of this in her mind shows that Lang Xing is much calmer than her.

"It's running faster and faster, and it's getting smaller..." Wuxia immediately noticed the obvious change in the thin ring when he looked back from the sunset, and uneasily pulled Lang Xing back again.

The thin ring is indeed shrinking. This process is relatively slow at first, and starts to accelerate when it shrinks to half, and the dangerous aura becomes stronger.

The two retreated to a distance of 20,000 feet. Langxing blinked thoughtfully and said, "It does not contain spiritual power."

"Well, it's too evil. How about let's go." Wuxia was timid. This thing scared her, even though she felt that she might not be able to save her life even if she was hiding 20,000 feet away.

"If you step back further, I want to see what happens." Instead, Lang Xing took two steps forward.

Wu Xia pursed her lips tightly. Although she didn't follow Lang Xing forward, she didn't retreat either. She couldn't help complaining in her heart. Men are really stupid and reckless, and people like Lang Xing are no exception.

"Let's go!" She had just finished venting her resentment in her heart when Langxing pulled her back like a frightened rabbit. The force was so strong that he almost tore off her arm.

Sure enough, it was reckless. When Wu Xia had this emotion, he saw in a sudden glance that the ring had completely gathered into a small ball.

"Resentment turned into a spirit!" Lang Xing told her the conclusion he came to while leading her to escape.

"Spiritual transformation? It's alive?!" Wuxia asked in disbelief. She had heard about the spirit transformation, but had never seen it with her own eyes. She couldn't help but use her consciousness to check.

Lang Xing sealed her cultivation in time and warned, "You must not use your spiritual consciousness to check it at this time. It is too dangerous."

"Hurry up and let me go, as long as I don't check!" Wu Xia's face turned pale. Being banned from cultivation at such an urgent moment felt worse than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

After jumping two to thirty thousand feet, Lang Xing unlocked her cultivation. Not only did Wu Xia keep her word and did not use her spiritual sense to detect it, she also pulled Lang Xing back another ten thousand feet.

"Let's go, I think this thing is too dangerous and we can't deal with it." She continued to run away and looked at Lang Xing with pleading eyes.

Lang Xing blinked calmly and said, "It's okay. It's easier to deal with when it turns into a spirit body. My magical power can be put to use."

"Why take this risk?! What can you get?!" Wu Xia was anxious and annoyed.

"The disaster is coming!" Lang Xing pushed her away and pointed to the sky.

In just an instant, a calamity cloud with a radius of a hundred miles formed in the sky above Fairy Hentian's body. Before Wuxia could pull Lang Xing away, Lang Xing had already used his phantom body technique to rush towards the calamity cloud.

There was helpless sadness in Wu Xia's eyes. Now let alone sharing life and death, she didn't even have the courage to take a step forward. It's not that she was unrighteous, but it was meaningless to die like this. Even if Lang Xing was hacked to death in front of her, she would not save him. She felt like she was about to fall apart. Why was Lang Xing like this...! She didn't know what to say to Lang Xing.