There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 114: Nuclear Melting Furnace? Daoist?

Trinity!

Physical body, magical power, divine soul, unified!

The only True Immortal in the world!

This is the true Great Dao of immortals!

As long as the upper dantian is refined and the divine soul is rooted in the upper dantian Great Dao,

In this way, Xia Ming's path to immortality can be considered a successful foundation.

This is what Xia Ming thinks, and this is what he does.

However, at the cost of great resources, Xia Ming gradually realized the incredibly cruel reality.

The upper dantian is like a bottomless pit, no matter how many spiritual stones are poured into it, not even a bubble emerges.

In other words, Xia Ming is currently unable to refine his upper dantian.

After consulting books, Xia Ming came to a conclusion.

Whether it is strengthening the soul or refining the upper dantian, it is not something that can be achieved overnight.

The divine soul is like a candle flame, the physical body is like a wax candle, and spiritual energy is the fuel.

If the divine soul wants to be powerful, the physical body and cultivation cannot be lacking.

When a normal cultivator reaches the upper dantian stage, they have already reached the Core Formation stage.

The physical body and divine soul of a Core Formation stage cultivator naturally surpass those of the Foundation Building stage by several times.

Obviously, Xia Ming has not reached that stage yet.

After careful study, Xia Ming felt that his magnetic field perception was very similar to a cultivator's divine sense domain.

The stronger the cultivation of a cultivator, the stronger their divine sense becomes. When their divine sense reaches a certain level, it will become a divine sense domain.

According to rumors, a Nascent Soul expert can release their divine sense and sense any movement within a hundred miles.

Naturally, Xia Ming cannot compare to a Nascent Soul expert. When he releases his magnetic field perception, it only covers a radius of two hundred meters.

He can sense everything in front, behind, left, right, above, and below him.

This radius of two hundred meters seems large, but it is actually not enough for cultivators.

They can travel tens of kilometers with a single sword strike.

One or two hundred meters is too short.

The road ahead is long and far, Xia Ming still has a long way to go.

...

Converging his mind, Xia Ming looked at the ten purple thunder flying swords in front of him.

The purple thunder flying swords contain the power of thunder. When activated by spiritual energy, there is a chance of unleashing a thunderous strike that not only has great power but also targets the divine soul.

Because of this, the purple thunder flying swords can be considered as peak Third Grade Spirit Weapons.

During his time in Tianhe Sect, Xia Ming immersed himself in the library, diligently studying cultivation knowledge.

His serious attitude can be considered exemplary.

Regarding the identification of this Spirit Weapon, he naturally gained some insights.

He may not have a discerning eye, but at least he won't be fooled.

Below immortals, there are Ninth Grade cultivators in the mortal world, and Spirit Weapons naturally have different grades as well.

From First to Ninth Grade, with Nine being the highest, the higher the grade of spiritual energy, the greater the power, and the more spiritual energy required to activate it.

A Third Grade Spirit Weapon corresponds to Core Formation cultivation, which means it is best activated with Core Formation cultivation.

The Cold Soul Sword given to Xia Ming by He Niansheng is a Second Grade Spirit Weapon, corresponding to Foundation Building cultivation.

And above Spirit Weapons, there is the legendary Immortal Weapon.

As the name suggests, Immortal Weapons are the weapons of immortals.

Generally speaking, Immortal Weapons are often found in Immortal Island.

...

With a wave of his hand, Xia Ming directly collected all ten purple thunder flying swords into his palm.

They are the hidden fangs and stingers that Xia Ming has planted, and their main purpose is to deliver a fatal blow without leaving any trouble behind.

Sitting cross-legged in the alchemy room, Xia Ming slowly unfolded the "Yin Yang Five Elements Array Formation".

In Goldfinger's view, this is a "reasonable array combination to achieve maximum energy output".

The huge scroll gradually unfolded, and various ink marks began to intertwine and entangle in Xia Ming's eyes.

One character after another appeared in front of Xia Ming.

Sea, spring, stream, creek, flow, river!

They are the six Superior Spirit Roots of the water element.

After the Water Spirit Roots, Xia Ming saw a series of slender thunder symbols.

Not too many, just six.

In the end, they all merged into the huge black and white vortex little by little.

As he watched the rotating black and white Taiji fish in front of him, Xia Ming's pupils gradually narrowed.

This time, Goldfinger didn't give him any answers, just a vague Taiji fish.

"Hmm? Goldfinger can't give me an answer? Or is it because with my current knowledge, I can't see through the mysteries contained within?"

"Muchuan, Muchuan, help me see what is written on this scroll?"

Xia Ming called twice, but still no one responded.

"Muchuan, Han Dong'er and I are truly innocent, I swear!"

"Hmph."

Xia Ming's only response was a cold snort.

Helpless, Xia Ming could only swallow a blood pill.

As the blood pill went down his throat, Xia Ming was able to see the contents of the scroll.

[All things have their cycles of generation and destruction, and their own destiny. By taking advantage of the situation, fire borrows the power of the wind, and wind borrows the might of fire. The two complement each other, extending endlessly.]

[My ambition is to utilize various spiritual energies, align with the Yin and Yang Great Dao, establish a grand formation, unlock boundless power, and guide the infinite sky!]

[By embedding Spirit Weapons within the grand formation, it may be possible to create eternal artifacts and suppress the vast sky for all eternity.]

...

"What? What is this person researching? Perpetual motion machines? Nuclear weapons?"

In shock, Xia Ming examined the handwriting on the scroll.

As he looked, Xia Ming's expression changed.

This handwriting seemed familiar. Slowly, he took out the few pages of notes hidden in his acupoint. When he compared the two, Xia Ming lost his composure.

They were written by the same person!

Hiss...

These few pages of notes directly ignited Xia Ming's lower dantian.

With such a large scroll, what terrifying things could it deduce?

Could it be... a nuclear fusion reactor?

In shock, Xia Ming slowly looked at the signature on the scroll.

- Daoist Qi.

Daoist Qi?!

Seeing these three characters, Xia Ming was directly stunned in place.

Almost instinctively, he thought of the soul Daoist who created the soul possession technique.

The soul Daoist who researched divine souls, and the Qi Daoist who researched perpetual motion machines?

Similar titles, equally astonishing talents, what exactly was their relationship?

Why did they both leave legacies in the Western Azure Continent? What kind of secret was buried in the Western Azure Continent?

Underneath the Western Azure Continent was the subversive Longwu Immortal Continent, and beneath the Longwu Immortal Continent?

Were there no other immortal continents beneath the Longwu Immortal Continent?

How many immortals were there?! And what existed before immortals?

Could all of this be a trap? Am I also part of their calculations?

Who are they? What do they want?

...

Under the influence of the blood pill, thoughts collided incessantly in Xia Ming's mind.

These crazy thoughts seemed to be small hands grabbing onto Xia Ming's clothes, tightly pulling him into an endless abyss.

Pressing his head forcefully, Xia Ming's forehead was covered in bulging veins.

Those thoughts in his mind were pouring out their ideas frantically, and Xia Ming was already in agony.

Under the catalysis of the second-generation blood pill, a terrifying light flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.

Clasping his fists, he hammered the ground fiercely.

With a ferocious expression, Xia Ming roared, "Shut up! Damn it! Stop making noise!"

"Shut up! Still making noise!? I can hear it all!"

"Whoever dares to make noise again, I'll kill them!"

Kneeling on the ground, just as Xia Ming was about to summon his sword, a pair of small hands gently covered his ears.

The surroundings instantly quieted down.

Helplessly spreading his palms, Xia Ming let out a long sigh.

Hoo...

"Muchuan... What should I do..."

Muchuan didn't answer his question, only gently embracing him.

Feeling the tranquility in this moment, a tear slowly rolled down the corner of Xia Ming's eye.

"Muchuan, they say I'm a demon..."

"I can see, I can hear things that are different."

"Even you, you're just a product of my imagination because I'm too lonely."

"Is everything I believe in really right? But besides myself, who else can I trust?"

"My master wants to kill me, Zhao Jiu also wants to kill me, even the master of the Tianhe Sect..."

Before Xia Ming could finish speaking, the jade slip in his embrace trembled incessantly.

[Yin Seventeen, come to the Tianhe Hall.]

Putting away the jade slip, Xia Ming stood up little by little, transforming back into the cunning young wolf.

In his deep, lone eye, a vigilant light flickered.

(End of this chapter)