I'm invincible from the start, you can do whatever you want

The old man was very happy.

"I wonder how the senior plans to pass on his teachings?"

Finally, He Qingtian asked excitedly.

At this moment, He Qingtian was completely immersed in the joy of being passed on by Taoist Cang Xuan, and did not notice a strange flash in Taoist Cang Xuan's eyes.

"It's very simple, let go of your soul and let me merge with you. Although your qualifications are a little poor, you are the first person to come here after all, and you are very predestined with me." Taoist Cang Xuan said lightly.

Hearing Taoist Cang Xuan's words, He Qingtian frowned slightly, and a trace of hesitation and struggle flashed in his eyes.

Let go of the soul... Taoist Cang Xuan actually asked him to let go of his soul and merge with him?

Merge? It's better to say it's possession...

As if he saw through He Qingtian's thoughts, Taoist Cang Xuan snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "As the strongest person before an era, I have my own pride. How could I do such a shameless thing as possession?"

He Qingtian, whose thoughts were revealed by Taoist Cang Xuan, also smiled awkwardly.

"Senior, I dare not have such an idea."

In any case, even if he thought about possession in his heart, he must never admit it.

Taoist Cang Xuan glanced at He Qingtian, but did not expose He Qingtian's clumsy lie. He said to himself: "If it weren't for your poor aptitude, why would I use the fusion of soul and spirit for inheritance.

And, if I'm not mistaken, your time is coming. If you can't become an immortal, I'm afraid you will turn into a pile of yellow earth in less than half a year."

The time is coming, which is He Qingtian's biggest weakness.

Therefore, he would plan to open the inheritance of Taoist Cang Xuan for a million years, with the purpose of continuing to live.

"If it is a normal inheritance, it will take at least a hundred years, but it is too late for you."

This sentence hit He Qingtian's defense again.

A hundred years! He really didn't have even a hundred years.

"You don't have much time. I advise you to make a decision as soon as possible. If you don't want to, I can wait for the arrival of the next inheritor. Anyway, I have plenty of time."

The Taoist Cang Xuan added fuel to the fire again.

This fire also made He Qingtian feel uneasy, and his inner world was extremely contradictory.

Two villains appeared in He Qingtian's mind and quarreled.

One said that Taoist Cang Xuan was untrustworthy and wanted to take over his body; the other said that he only had half a year left to live anyway, so he just took a gamble.

In the end, the latter defeated the former.

After all, he had spent so much time and energy to become an immortal, how could he give up at the last minute?

He Qingtian took a deep breath and said with a firm look: "Senior, I will let go of my soul now!"

"Good! Very good! I was right about you! Junior, you made a wise choice!"

Cang Xuan Taoist laughed loudly, with a bit of strangeness in his eyes.

Then, Cang Xuan Taoist flashed and slammed into He Qingtian's body. The huge impact made He Qingtian retreat again and again.

In an instant, He Qingtian felt that his soul was being torn apart bit by bit.

"Senior..."

"Remember not to resist. Once you resist, all your efforts will be wasted!"

However, the severe pain of the soul tearing seemed to be magnified little by little, but in just a moment it had exceeded the limit of the body's endurance.

"Ah ... After a moment, the twitching feeling in the soul quickly subsided.

After a long time, He Qingtian also came back to his senses and asked in his almost extremely weak voice: "Did it succeed?"

"Of course!"

In the body, the indifferent voice of Cang Xuan Taoist sounded.

After recovering, He Qingtian couldn't wait to ask: "Senior, where is the inheritance?"

"Inheritance, isn't this the inheritance? Now your body belongs to this deity!"

Hearing this, He Qingtian asked sternly: "Senior Cang Xuan, didn't you say that you disdain to take over the body?"

"Oh? Did this deity say this?"

Cang Xuan Taoist sneered and denied it.

"And when did this deity say that he was Cang Xuan Taoist? Everything is just your self-righteousness!"

"What do you mean?"

He Qingtian widened his eyes and asked in disbelief.

"This deity is just the inner demon of Cang Xuan Taoist. As for the Cang Xuan Taoist you mentioned, he has already died."

Inner demon?

This person in the body

It turned out to be the inner demon of Cang Xuan Taoist?

"I will live on in place of Cang Xuan Taoist, and you will disappear!"

As soon as the words fell, Cang Xuan Taoist's inner demon completely annihilated He Qingtian's soul, and finally He Qingtian's body was completely occupied by Cang Xuan Taoist's inner demon.

He Qingtian's dream of becoming an immortal was finally shattered.

The big dream was in vain, and he made wedding clothes for others.

"Hahaha... I am finally free! From today on, I am Cang Mo!"

After a while, Cang Mo looked at his new body with disgust, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction: "The aptitude is too poor. If I was not about to disappear, how could I look down on this body!"

At present, there is another extremely realistic problem in front of Cang Mo, and the deadline for this body is approaching.

"Damn it, why did this waste who is about to die come here!"

Cang Mo's eyes were full of resentment.

In fact, the situation of the Gate of Inheritance was seen by Cang Mo.

Although Cang Mo looked down on the qualifications of the seven people, if he had to make a choice, he would choose the Red Flame Lord.

This is not because the Red Flame Lord is better than the others, but simply because the Red Flame Lord is younger than the others.

A young body is more in line with his heart than an old body.

But unexpectedly, he got the oldest body in the end.

For this reason, he must spend time to prolong the life of this body.

Because his soul is now connected with He Qingtian's body, and they prosper together and suffer together. Once He Qingtian's body dies of old age, he will die with it.

"I remember that Taoist Cang Xuan has a magical power called transplanting flowers and trees, which seems to be able to prolong the life of this body."

Immediately, Cang Mo flipped through his memory and finally found the transplanting flowers and trees.

"Hahaha...there is always a way out!"

The art of grafting flowers and trees was not actually created by Taoist Cang Xuan, but was plundered from a corpse of an immortal.

The reason why Taoist Cang Xuan could do what his predecessors could not do - to become an immortal against all odds - was because he got a corpse of an immortal and absorbed its power.

However, Taoist Cang Xuan did not really become an immortal, but only achieved a pseudo-immortal realm, so he was besieged to death, and even his corpse was taken away.

Thinking of those who killed Taoist Cang Xuan, Cang Mo couldn't help but shudder, all of those people were pseudo-immortals.