There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 38: You're Scarier Than Illiteracy!

While He Niansheng was refining pills, Xia Ming was not idle either.

As he listened to the jade slip brought in by Jiang Chong, he became more and more afraid.

Regarding what Jiang Chong described, Xia Ming also had his own judgment criteria.

Thinking over the memories of this period of time again and again, Xia Ming tried to find the truth hidden behind the surface.

The disciples of the Miscellaneous Duties Department said that the disciples of the Qing Elixir Peak were all alchemy masters, with peculiar temperaments that one couldn't afford to offend.

Jiang Liang from the Soul Capturing Cliff also mentioned that the Great River Qingdan would absorb the blood of cultivators without regard for the bonds of the same sect.

And he, Xia Ming, had been living in this secluded valley cottage ever since he became He Niansheng's disciple.

He had never seen a disciple of the Qingdan Peak, was this normal?

This was definitely not normal!

Among the Qing Elixir Peak, the Qingdan Peak was the largest. Shouldn't a disciple like him, who was a peak disciple, be seen in the limelight?

Xia Ming felt that he didn't seem like a peak disciple, but more like a caged bird raised by the Qingdan Peak.

Thinking of a caged bird, Xia Ming's uneasiness increased a bit more.

The seed of doubt took root, sprouted, and grew continuously until it bloomed and bore fruit.

Without the effect of the dream pill, Xia Ming became even more restless.

Naturally, he began to suspect the reason why He Niansheng took him as a disciple.

If it wasn't for inheriting the mantle, then why?

Could it be because of the so-called hidden Spirit Root?

But I'm a fake!

Or... is he trying to possess me?

Thinking of the word "possess," Xia Ming couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Strictly speaking, he was also a possession.

But the original owner wasn't killed by Xia Ming, he was scared to death directly.

Thinking that he was going to be possessed, Xia Ming felt very uneasy in his heart.

In the midst of panic, Xia Ming slapped his own head hard.

Something's not right!

It's well known that only those in the Nascent Soul stage can possess others, but the master is only in the Core Formation stage.

Could this be Jiang Chong's attempt to sow discord?

This old man even sends voice messages!

He must have something up his sleeve!

Xia Ming hadn't had time to think it through when He Niansheng had already entered the cottage.

"Disciple Xia Ming, pay respects to Master."

Looking at the respectful Xia Ming in front of him, He Niansheng's eyes were filled with complex emotions.

"Xia Ming... your illness..."

"Master, rest assured, I'm fine."

"No, Xia Ming, you haven't realized how terrifying your illness is..."

In Xia Ming's puzzled gaze, He Niansheng continued.

"Xia Ming, your spiritual and mental abnormality is caused by your promotion to a Superior Spirit Root. The Qi Refining technique I taught you, you can still use it now, but what about later?"

"What about your Core Formation technique, your Nascent Soul technique? Even if I find them for you, will you be able to understand them?"

"Xia Ming, Xia Ming, your situation is scarier than illiteracy! At least illiterate people can be taught! But what about you?"

"Xia Ming, are you going to rely on yourself to find a wicked path? Do you really have such intelligence?"

"Xia Ming, the path to immortality is difficult step by step. Do you think you can surpass the previous sages?"

...

Hearing this, Xia Ming discovered a huge blind spot.

So it turns out...

He Niansheng misunderstood!

Hahaha!

He Niansheng guessed the wrong time!

He thought that I had a spiritual and mental abnormality after obtaining the Qi Refining technique.

But how could he have known that I was already crazy from the beginning!

Tch!

What craziness, this is a Goldfinger!

This is the cheat I had from the beginning!

I relied on the Goldfinger to obtain the Spirit Root, promoted to a Superior Spirit Root, and successfully practiced Qi Refining.

As long as I'm given the Core Formation and even the Nascent Soul techniques, the Goldfinger will definitely be able to handle it.

Moreover, I will cultivate faster and be more formidable than others!

Thinking of this, Xia Ming became even more excited.

Hehe!

Cultivating with cheats, who can compare to me?

At this moment, while Xia Ming's eyes were shining brightly, the white-haired He Niansheng was still describing the terrifying nature of his illness.

"Xia Ming, cultivating immortality is not just about relying on techniques. Haven't you learned any moves? Haven't you learned any Divine Abilities?"

"In other words, how can I pass on the alchemy Great Dao to you? You can't even understand the prescription! You can't even write a pill with more than three characters!"

"My foolish disciple, haven't you realized the terrifying nature of the problem?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Ming's heart skipped a beat.

Yes!

How could I have forgotten about this!

The pill can be overlooked, I can just stop refining them in the future.

As a pill cultivator, as long as my cultivation level improves, I can find someone else to refine pills.

But the Divine Ability technique is a big problem...

Since I'm cultivating immortality, it's inevitable that I will have to fight others in the future.

I can't be completely useless...

Even if my cultivation level is high, without Divine Ability, it's like having a beautiful wife and concubines but being impotent.

Gradually, Xia Ming fell into contemplation.

Seeing Xia Ming like this, He Niansheng quickly poured himself a cup of tea.

Running around like this has made his throat dry.

...

The Goldfinger is a powerful tool for cultivating immortality. It can see through the essence of techniques and help me grow rapidly.

But the price is that the words I read become distorted, mutated, and rearranged.

Externally, it means that I can only write three normal characters.

Perhaps the Goldfinger can also see through Divine Ability techniques!

I need to find an opportunity to try it out!

Even if the Goldfinger can't see through Divine Ability techniques, I can't go and treat it.

I can just endure it, endure until my cultivation level is astonishing, endure until no one dares to touch me!

I can just endure until I become an immortal, with a wave of my hand, I can destroy the heavens and the earth.

...

After carefully analyzing his own situation, Xia Ming can be said to be in a difficult position.

Determined.

To put it bluntly, the Goldfinger is still important.

The illness.

It's impossible to cure.

Moreover, as I said, it's not an illness.

With this thought in mind, Xia Ming slowly looked up at He Niansheng.

Seeing Xia Ming's clear eyes, He Niansheng's eyes gradually filled with waves.

In fact, what He Niansheng said just now was exactly what he was worried about.

The Soul Daoist's notes say: "The soul is like water, and the physical body is like a container."

Taking over someone else's body is like changing the container for water.

Water has no shape, but the physical body does.

Therefore, one must carefully choose a physical body.

According to this principle, after taking over someone else's body, He Niansheng will also be affected by this strange illness.

By then, not to mention the path of immortality, even normal life will be difficult.

However, in the short term, Xia Ming's illness is actually a good thing for He Niansheng.

There are many things that Xia Ming simply can't understand.

If it's not something He Niansheng says, it's nothing to Xia Ming.

If he can see the rules of the Qingdan disciple's rules as cannibalism, what else can he see?

This child is not to be feared!

...

Gently patting Xia Ming's shoulder, He Niansheng sighed, "Disciple, I'm going to kill the Ink Blood Jiao Qiu next."

"I'm really worried about you, so how about this, I'll teach you a method that will make it easier for us to communicate."

Looking at his master, Xia Ming blinked his eyes.

"But master... I'm illiterate..."

"You can read it to me!"

"Oh..."

"Master... What technique... can I take a look at it?"

"Can you understand it?!"

"Master, I want to take a look at my own illness... sigh..."

Seeing the pitiful Xia Ming, He Niansheng couldn't bring himself to refuse.

Trust!

Nurturing the soul is like raising a son!

Thinking of this, He Niansheng directly handed the technique to Xia Ming.

The technique was engraved on a jade slip, and once activated, it would reflect the words.

As Xia Ming watched the distorted words floating in the air, his pupils gradually dilated.

The illness... is truly indescribable.

(End of this chapter)