There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 76: You Are My Illness.

Back in the bamboo pavilion, Xia Ming lay quietly on the bed.

In the dim light, Xia Ming silently watched his slowly opening palm.

Between the opening and closing of his palm, boundless loneliness surged.

Forgetting is not that simple, is it?

The memories of the past life, how can they be forgotten?

When he was young, Xia Ming once held a straight wooden stick under the setting sun and cut down a patch of cauliflower.

There was a sword that slashed through the void and scattered across the nine fields.

And now, Xia Ming often felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Presumably, that empty sword struck his confused self after many years.

Slowly closing his eyes, Xia Ming fell into a deep sleep.

He felt that his mind was tired, very tired.

Although the Blood Pill was good, one should not be greedy for more.

When the sun was three poles high, Xia Ming slowly woke up.

He slept soundly during this nap.

Knock knock—

The sound of knocking on the door came, followed by voices.

"Xia Ming junior brother, it's me, Wang Qi in the moonlight."

Upon hearing this, Xia Ming quickly opened the door to welcome him.

"Senior brother Wang, please come in."

Looking at the bronze mirror hanging on Xia Ming's chest, Wang Qi's eyes flashed with a hint of envy.

"Xia Ming junior brother, Senior He is really good to you."

"Haha... Senior brother Wang, what tea would you like? Black or white?"

"No no no, Xia Ming junior brother, no need to be polite. I came here on behalf of Senior He to bring you something."

As he spoke, Wang Qi took out a slender jade bottle, inside of which lay a Blood Pill quietly.

In the end, He Nian Sheng still refined a Blood Pill for Xia Ming.

"Xia Ming junior brother, Senior He didn't rest for a night in order to refine the pill for you."

Xia Ming accepted the jade bottle, his thoughts in turmoil.

After giving the pill, Wang Qi turned to leave, but Xia Ming asked him a few more questions.

"A spacious place? Let me think... Xia Ming junior brother, to the east of this place, following the Dragon Head Plain, there is a hundred-acre meadow."

"Thank you, senior brother Wang!"

...

After Wang Qi left, Xia Ming got up.

He went to the pier to buy some potato sticks.

Actually, Xia Ming didn't know what they were.

They looked like potatoes and tasted like them too, but they weren't potatoes. Could they be tomatoes?

Passing by the riverbank, Xia Ming rubbed his eyes vigorously as he looked at the exposed bedrock of the riverbed.

Is it haunted?

Why are there so many pebbles missing?

Did Moonlight Sect build houses recently?

Smelling the faint cherry blossom fragrance in the air, Xia Ming remembered the Blood Pill in his storage ring again.

Eating too many Blood Pills would give him a headache and possibly have unknown side effects.

By the time Xia Ming reached the hundred-acre meadow, the sun was already high in the sky.

It seems that he still needs to learn the art of escape.

With a bitter smile, Xia Ming began to learn sword flying.

The Frostbite Sword rose, exceptionally transparent under the sunlight.

After falling four or five times, Xia Ming lay flat on the ground.

Wherever he fell, he would lie there for a while.

Lying on the meadow, looking at the distant clouds, Xia Ming slowly closed his eyes.

The mischievous wind played with the young man's long hair.

In the wind, there seemed to be a faint cherry blossom fragrance.

Slowly opening his eyes, Xia Ming saw the sweet girl beside him.

There was no shock or surprise, Xia Ming just quietly looked at the woman in front of him.

Her gradually changing light pink long hair, flawless face, and star-like eyes.

Ah... Goldfinger is amazing.

"You shouldn't do that."

With a stalk of grass in his mouth, Xia Ming looked at Mu Chuan beside him with a contented smile.

"Shouldn't do what? Shouldn't look at you like this?"

Mu Chuan furrowed her brows slightly, slowly turning her head to look at Xia Ming beside her.

"You shouldn't fly with your sword like that."

"Cough cough!"

"Your heart is not on the sword, you are afraid of it."

After sizing up Mu Chuan again, Xia Ming let out a long sigh.

The side effects of Goldfinger... but they are getting worse.

This is just one person, will there be a virtual city created for me later?

Xia Ming doesn't dare to imagine that scene.

"Mu Chuan? Mu Chuan, right? Do you know what you are?"

Blinking her big eyes, Mu Chuan looked at Xia Ming in a very serious manner.

Mu Chuan only knows that she is Mu Chuan, she doesn't know anything else.

She has been searching for many years, only finding a cherry blossom tree, but no clues related to her.

Under the gaze of those clear eyes, Xia Ming said word by word:

"Mu Chuan, you are my illness."

Looking at the smile on Xia Ming's lips, Mu Chuan's pupils gradually dilated.

"No, saying illness is not quite accurate, you are my heart demon?"

"No no no! Describing you as a heart demon is a bit too cruel, you are my secret."

"You are the secret hidden in my heart, something that cannot be known by others..."

Before Xia Ming finished speaking, he glanced sideways and actually saw a lingering blush on Mu Chuan's face.

Ah?

Heart demons can also be shy!?

Shocked, Mu Chuan quietly disappeared without a trace by Xia Ming's side.

Patting his head, Xia Ming was quite certain that Blood Dan might also have side effects!

Continue to practice swordsmanship.

Focus on the sword, don't fear it.

Let the heart move freely, and the sword will follow the wind!

With a swoosh, Xia Ming rose on his sword.

The sword broke through the wind, and the world became vast.

"Ah~~~"

Looking down at the grassland stretching for miles, Xia Ming suddenly felt at ease.

The wind blew past his temples, and all his worries vanished.

Descending slowly, in the excitement, Xia Ming tried the small Wind Traveling Technique.

Connecting the spiritual energy to the acupoints in his palms, as the spiritual energy poured in, the wind seed rapidly expanded, surging intensely.

Boom—

It was like activating a jet engine, and the tremendous recoil directly sent Xia Ming flying for several miles.

He fell headfirst and plunged into the mud.

Fortunately, he chose the grassland that stretched for miles, otherwise, he would have to lie there for at least ten days or half a month.

Struggling to get up, Xia Ming looked at his slightly swollen palm with a strange expression on his face.

"Is this Palm Cannon? Iron Man?"

"Just by activating the wind seed in two acupoints, it has such explosive power. What if I activate a few more?"

"What if... dozens more... or even hundreds more! What if I switch to something stronger than the wind seed?"

Thinking of this, Xia Ming couldn't help but feel a surge in his throat.

Feasibility study of a human-shaped fighter jet?

It's simply terrifying!

In a daze, Xia Ming felt the trembling bronze mirror on his chest again.

Could it be... another delivery?

Feeling the grassland under his feet, Xia Ming was puzzled again.

It's all mud below, there are no stones. Where did the problem occur?

In his confusion, Xia Ming saw a pair of small feet like white jade gently stepping on a tuft of dogtail grass.

"Hey, move! You stepped on my treasure."

"Oh."

With a slight frown, Mu Chuan obediently moved aside.

Pulling out the particularly thick dogtail grass and gently bringing it close to the bronze mirror, Xia Ming felt the intense vibration and his confusion deepened.

First it was a stone, now it has become a grass. What does Zhao Jiu want with these things?

Why are they everywhere?

Turning back to look at Mu Chuan, Xia Ming curiously asked:

"Can only I see you?"

Mu Chuan blinked her eyes, then nodded heavily.

Looking at Mu Chuan in front of him with a complex expression, Xia Ming put away the dogtail grass and rose on his sword again.

Although he knew Mu Chuan was not real, Xia Ming still reached out his palm towards her.

"Let's go, my big heart demon."

(End of this chapter)