There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 153: Brothers! I found that little brat Xia Ming.

The sky was dark, and the sun was hidden.

The wind in the wilderness howled.

Just as Xia Ming and the other person looked at each other in silence.

A mouse by the side of the stone table slowly crawled up.

Raising its head, the mouse grabbed its neck and shouted loudly.

"Xia Ming! Xiaozhi! Bring out the wine!"

"Good wine! The best wine! The strongest wine!"

"Hahaha! You two are just to my taste."

"If you two weren't so ugly, I would have thought we were from the same litter!"

"Hahaha! *Burp*"

With these words, the mouse instantly broke the silence.

Without saying a word, Xia Ming and the other person directly held the mouse's shoulders and began pouring wine for it.

Then, the two of them looked at each other and burst into laughter at the same time.

How could such a beautiful scene be wasted?

Drinking and enjoying until dawn, living carefree like immortals.

The next morning.

The drowsy mouse habitually reached for its waist.

Then, it widened its eyes and stood up in surprise.

What the hell! It's haunted!

My precious waist belt is gone!

Which damn dog dares to steal my waist belt?

Which idiot dared to touch the head of our ancestor?

Standing still, the mouse slowly squinted its eyes.

Not far away, the mouse saw its spiritual waist belt.

But at this moment, it was already broken into two pieces.

One piece was held in Xia Ming's hand, and the other piece was draped over Pohuan's chest.

After much hesitation, the mouse finally walked towards Xia Ming.

Because it felt that Pohuan had a sinister aura.

That guy was too dangerous.

Compared to him, Xia Ming was safer.

Thinking this in its heart, the mouse acted accordingly.

Sneaking up to Xia Ming, just as the mouse's little hand touched the belt.

A fist the size of a sandbag directly struck its right eye.

With just this punch, the mouse was sent flying.

The spiritual energy fluctuation in the mouse's body was only at the Core Formation level.

Even though it was a savage beast, Xia Ming's punch was enough to make it suffer.

Falling to the ground, the mouse's body twitched uncontrollably.

Is this the true power of a demon?

Mom... I want to go home.

Wuwuwu... I shouldn't have left Mount Wuliang...

The physical pain was secondary. What Xia Ming said next made the mouse faint.

"Who! Which rat dares to steal my precious waist belt!"

His precious waist belt?

That damn thing is clearly mine!

Anger overwhelmed it, and the mouse's neck tilted.

Looking at the unconscious rat on the ground, Xia Ming curled his lips.

This little rat can't handle alcohol, and its temper is even worse.

...

When the mouse woke up, it saw those two shameless thieves sizing it up.

Before the mouse could speak, Xia Ming directly threw a jade slip at it.

Divine sense poured into it, and the mouse's expression gradually became awkward.

Inside the jade slip were some scattered images.

In the images, the mouse begged Xia Ming and the other person to become brothers.

If they refused, it would lie on the ground and throw a tantrum.

Then, it became the third wheel.

Damn it.

To express its joy, it even broke its own waist belt into two pieces and gave them to its two big brothers.

Seeing this, the mouse just wanted to dig a hole and hide.

Embarrassing, simply embarrassing!

In the midst of shame and anger, the mouse seemed to remember something.

It remembered that it had written something.

The more it thought, the more its head hurt.

Shaking its head vigorously, the mouse's eyes gradually became cunning.

No! Something is very wrong!

The wine from yesterday was very wrong!

Even if it was top-grade spirit wine, it shouldn't make me forget everything.

And my emotions seem a bit off. How could I not control my own emotions?

Could it be that Xia Ming drugged me?

The more the mouse thought, the more something felt off. It walked straight towards Xia Ming.

Seeing the hostile mouse, Xia Ming immediately stood up.

"Cough cough cough! Third brother! You stay here and chat with big brother!"

"I had a breakthrough yesterday, and my cultivation is unstable. I need to go back and stabilize it, and then..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Ming directly entered his navel cave and blocked the entrance with a large stone.

Seeing Xia Ming's retreating figure, the mouse's whiskers trembled with anger.

"Xia Ming! You..."

"Sit down, Third Brother."

With just this calm sentence, the mouse immediately shrank its neck and obediently sat down next to Pohuan.

Pohuan pushed a bowl of sobering soup to the mouse and lightly tapped the black stone table.

"Drink this. Xia Ming made it for you."

As soon as the voice of Pò Liù Hán fell, Yī Zhī Ěr immediately perked up, without saying a word, and directly made a sound.

Seeing Yī Zhī Ěr's posture, Pò Liù Hán nodded slowly.

"Last night, it was you who lost control, Xia Ming did not force you."

Yī Zhī Ěr: "......"

"I won't force you either, accompany us to finish this trip to Dà Guān, and afterwards, no one will restrict your freedom."

Looking up, Yī Zhī Ěr looked at Pò Liù Hán in a complex manner.

Yī Zhī Ěr seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he didn't speak.

...

Inside the cave, Xià Míng sat cross-legged and took out the Green Wū Rusty Furnace directly.

That day, Hé Niàn Shēng trapped him under the "Five Finger Mountain", and at the same time, Xià Míng also obtained the Green Wū Rusty Furnace.

Now that his eyesight had improved, Xià Míng naturally could see the mysteries of this Green Wū Rusty Furnace.

To put it mildly, the Green Wū Rusty Furnace was the second rare treasure that Xià Míng had obtained.

Of course, the Extreme Sea Blood Wheel still held the first place.

This Green Wū Rusty Furnace was not simple!

To be precise, it was a Primordial Dao Weapon.

This Primordial Dao Weapon was quite interesting.

It was like a purple clay teapot, needing to be nurtured and patient.

The more it was nurtured, the more mellow it became, the more spiritual it became, and the more extraordinary it became.

The Alchemist was the painter, and with continuous alchemy, this Primordial Dao Weapon would gradually transform.

In the end, it would form a Great Dao weapon exclusive to one person.

In other words, this was a cauldron that could grow together with the Alchemist.

Although its growth rate might not be satisfactory, it was still a gem.

When Xià Míng obtained this cauldron, he was stunned for a long time.

He couldn't believe that Xī Zǐ Cāng Zhōu actually had such a wonderful thing.

Xià Míng couldn't believe that Hé Niàn Shēng would abandon such a treasure.

The more decisive Hé Niàn Shēng was, the more uneasy Xià Míng felt.

...

After much hesitation, Xià Míng still approached the Green Wū Rusty Furnace with his hand.

After this period of nurturing, the Green Wū Rusty Furnace no longer had Hé Niàn Shēng's traces.

Taking a deep breath, Xià Míng summoned the Gold Core from his Tiān Shū Acupoint.

Looking at the small sun that appeared in the air, a hint of surprise flashed in Xià Míng's eyes.

The path of cultivation was step by step.

And the Core Formation Stage was also a crucial node.

Because the Core Formation Stage could condense the Dan Fire and nurture the Law Weapon of one's own life!

Thinking of the Law Weapon of his own life, a wild fire gradually ignited in Xià Míng's eyes.

The Law Weapon of his own life was far more powerful than ordinary ones, and it was closer to the cultivator, making it easier to deal critical damage.

For Xià Míng, his Law Weapon of his own life was not just one!

The more Gold Cores, the more Law Weapons of his own life!

Just thinking about it was terrifying.

"Ga ga ga! Gua gua gua!"

"Jiē jiē jiē jiē!"

"Damn it! Those stupid cranes have led me astray!"

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Xià Míng began to activate the [Great Sun Alchemy Technique].

It had to be said that the Dan Fire condensed by Zhào Xiū's Gold Core was extraordinary.

Blazing Yang Fire, like flowing gold.

The Dan Fire was top-notch, the cauldron was top-notch, and the Alchemist... was passable.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Xià Míng had refined another batch of first and second generation Blood Pills.

Then, Xià Míng swallowed the first and second generation Blood Pills one after another.

Yes.

He was going to the Immortal Crossing.

The matter of Zhao Liú Chè, the Heart Devil, still lingered in Xià Míng's mind like a thorn.

"I can't control Mù Chuān, but I can control the Immortal Cranes!"

"Both created by Goldfinger, with your spear, attack your shield!"

"So you're Zhao Liú Chè! I have someone on top! Ah, spit! I have a crane! I don't believe I can't take you down!"

...

At the Immortal Crossing, the cranes were bored.

At this moment, they finally realized the interesting aspect of Zhao Liú Chè.

Sigh.

Even Hè Dà and Hè Jiǔ stopped badmouthing Zhao Liú Chè.

The appearance of a True Immortal who could return from the Heavenly Realm was not something they could comment on.

Then.

The moment Xià Míng appeared, the Immortal Crossing boiled.

"Zhao Liú Chè! I missed you! Ga ga!"

"Zhao Liú Chè! True Immortal! True Immortal!"

"Zhao Ge! So fragrant! So fragrant!"

"Great Immortal Zhao!"

...

Looking at the group of giant cranes surrounding him.

In a trance, Xià Míng recalled such a sentence in his mind.

"Immortal Cranes! Your True Immortal has returned!"

Hugging each crane one by one, Xià Míng cleared his throat and said in a deep voice:

"Brothers! I've found that little calf, Xià Míng!"

Boom—

As soon as Xià Míng said this, the cranes trembled with excitement.

"Ga ga ga ga ga!"

"Gua gua gua gua gua!"

"Jiē jiē jiē jiē jiē!"

For a while.

The Immortal Crossing seemed like the Underworld Crossing.

(End of this chapter)