I feed the worms with my body, I am the evil demon

To the extreme of emptiness, keep quiet.

With your eyes fixed on it, your mind focused on it, and your mind never leaving, never forget this place when you travel or stay.

If you can't think of a single thought, all your worries will be silent. When your thoughts stop and your mind is concentrated, your spirit will be concentrated and your energy will return.

Gu Xiu, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes and muttered silently, "Get up."

As the spiritual thoughts surged out like a tide, the white light was introduced into the alchemy furnace. When the alchemy furnace was closed, Gu Xiu did not use the flames, but used a unique method in the immortality method to condense the fire with his soul.

The divine fire was churning in the alchemy furnace, but upon closer inspection, there was nothing there.

Gu Xiu stared intently at the alchemy furnace. Only he could see the divine fire inside.

A phantom figure was burned by divine fire and emitted a long and miserable cry in Gu Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness.

The divine fire forges the soul and returns it to its origins.

This step is to burn away all the past and reshape one's nature.

However, the illusory villain did not last long before completely disappearing into nothingness.

Gu Xiu groaned, his soul swaying with unstable flames and almost being seriously injured.

Gu Xiu shook his head as his soul stung under the pressure. He saw people around him in a similar situation to him, and some even had their eyes blurred on the spot.

The demonic cicadas in his body had already gathered together, and they made a low hissing sound. Gu Xiu stabilized his consciousness, and thought for a long time with his face raised, before he continued to take action.

…

For ten consecutive days, the entire square was silent, and everyone looked haggard, as if their energy had been drained.

"Hahaha, I'm done, it's done!"

Suddenly, a casual cultivator stood up crazily, holding an object in his hand that was dripping with blood. He danced and raised his hand repeatedly.

Many people were awakened by this crazy sound, and all their eyes fell on that man.

I saw the boy sitting cross-legged above the giant's head slowly getting up, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the man.

"Senior, I have become it, I have become it, hahahaha!"

The casual cultivator opened his palm and saw a slowly beating heart, his own heart.

Everyone present was shocked. The boy glanced at him and immediately became furious and slapped him in the face.

"Idiot, what have you become?"

After wiping his hands, the boy snapped his fingers, and four people appeared out of thin air in the square.

These four people had lifeless faces and expressionless faces. Their skin was purple and red, and they had small black wooden sticks stuck all over their bodies. They exuded a strange medicinal smell, just like the elixirs that Gu Xiu usually made.

"Take it to plant medicine."

Following the boy's order, the four strange medicine men walked stiffly to the corpse of the casual cultivator. There was a small stick inserted into the joints of each of their ten fingers, and they collided together to make a dull sound.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and watched in horror as the four people skillfully broke open the corpses of the casual cultivators.

As the four weirdos groped for a while, Gu Xiu shuddered and saw something incomprehensible.

Each of the four weirdos pulled out an illusory luster like a spiritual vein in their hands.

"Spirit...Spirit...root?"

"Really spiritual roots?"

"hiss!"

No one has ever seen such an operation, and the world of immortality has never heard of a method that can pull out spiritual roots.

You must know that even if you open the belly dantian, you cannot see the existence of spiritual roots. Spiritual roots have always been manifested by special items and have no essence at all.

But those four people indeed had spiritual roots, water, fire, earth and wood in their hands, and the four spiritual roots and five elements lacked gold.

"One for water belongs to rain grass, one for fire belongs to fire Ganoderma, and one for wood belongs to spiritual fruit. As for earth, let me think about it, should I plant goblin potatoes or green ginseng? Damn it, garbage. The four spirit roots can’t grow anything good at all, just green ginseng, go quickly.”

The four weirdos nodded stiffly, then flew down the mountain holding the spiritual roots.

"What are you looking at? Keep practicing, do you want to plant medicine?" The boy looked at the stunned people and smiled.

A group of people felt chills running down their spines. They all fell into crazy refining medicine even if they dared to neglect.

The giant cauldron on the horizon in the distance occasionally emits a refreshing medicinal fragrance. Everyone feels that the medicinal fragrance is now like a stinking swamp.

Soon, half a month passed.

Someone started to raise flames in the square, and that person was Gu Xiu.

He had successfully refined the mass of origin and began to use martial fire to refine the auxiliary medicine.

The boy sitting cross-legged finally showed a satisfied smile, "Not bad, not bad, maybe a Holy Son will be born this year."

"Let me tell you, I fell in love with this guy at first sight."

"It hasn't become an elixir yet, so why rush? It's the most difficult thing to become an elixir."

"This son is good, but he still needs some time to become the fifth son."

Young, middle-aged, and old, three different voices came from the boy.

The boy clapped his little hands and talked to the three people: "That's enough. The ancestor has already said that this son will be the fifth holy son."

"What? Are ancestors paying attention to this kid?"

"Otherwise, my ancestor would have informed me when he arrived in front of the Sunset River."

"Then why don't you tell us that Ancestor is too partial. What's so special about this little guy? Apart from a stronger soul and a tougher temper, what else is there?"

"Then I don't know. My ancestor has his principles. What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Tsk, tsk, did I always have such a bad temper when I was a child? I really deserve a beating."

The boy didn't care, he held his cheek with his little hand and shook it again and again, "You three guys, don't forget, you are nothing without me."

"Good boy, you are worthy of me." The young man's hearty voice lingered around the boy.

"The ninety-six saint kings have an empty name in the clouds. They are just waiting for the time to come and everything will be as good as new."

"Eight thousand years of longevity, it is fitting that our Changsheng Sect will rise."

The four of them were one person, and they started chatting, but the boy's eyes widened and he said happily: "It's done, he's done, the ancestor was right."

"He really succeeded, so fast, another Holy Son has appeared after so many years, our sect is flourishing."

…

Gu Xiu's long hair was flying, veins on his forehead were throbbing, he put his hands together and the alchemy furnace was shaking continuously, a brilliant light burst out from the hole, and the spiritual charm flowed for a long time.

[Don't refine it, don't refine it, you will die, there is a great terror. ]

The fearful messages of the demon cicadas kept ringing in Gu Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness, and Gu Xiu realized at this time that they were not afraid of the boy.

But they were afraid of the depths of this place.

There was no time to care about the demon cicadas, Gu Xiu's mind blocked the entire alchemy furnace to prevent the phantom from running around.

"Condensation!"

With a loud shout, Gu Xiu stood up suddenly, the alchemy cover soared into the sky, and the small phantom held his feet with both hands and hugged them together to form a circle.

A snow-white pill floated up, Gu Xiu's face was covered with sweat, his skin cracked like broken porcelain, his spirit was extremely weak, and the demon cicada took this opportunity to start frantically agitated.

They seemed to know their next fate and began to fight hard. Gu Xiu's broken skin actually flowed with golden lines.

Layers of thin cicada wings emerged from the depths of his flesh and blood to his skin.

The people around him seemed to have changed their appearance and raised their heads stiffly, with no expression on their faces. They looked at Gu Xiu blankly, then lowered their heads, "Eternal Life, Eternal Life!"

The boy came to Gu Xiu in an instant, he stroked his chin and walked around Gu Xiu.

"Strange, what is it?"

"Good guy, I seem to be a little familiar with this breath."

An old voice came from the boy's mouth, "No, it's the immortal cicada!"

"This kid actually has an immortal cicada on him!"