Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

At night, Song Tianling lay on the bed, lit a candle, and concentrated on studying "Shinto Tongjie".

Huh!

Song Tianming pushed in lightly, tiptoed, and saw that Song Tianling was not asleep, so he grinned and said: "Sister, how is this extraordinary book, do you understand it?"

Song Tianling looked up and smiled and responded: "This book is obscure for you, but just right for me."

Song Tianming awkwardly raised his thumb and said: "You are worthy of being my sister. Teach your brother when you have time."

"Well! Brother, tell me about your experience. I am worried to death."

"Everything starts from when Huo Yi took me into the Falling Moon Mountains."

The version of Song Tianming's experience yesterday was similar to the one he told Song Hai, but with more details, which also represented his trust in Song Tianling.

Song Tianling listened with relish and coughed softly with his mouth covered.

Song Tianming felt very distressed. He swore that he must find the existence of the curse Song Tianling and cut him into pieces.

"Sister, I went to the Netherworld. Although I moved in the spirit body, it felt almost the same as the material world. In it, you can definitely walk fast and experience the life of a normal person. Do you want to go?"

Song Tianling nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said, "I want to play with my brother, take a walk together, and be free."

Song Tianming smiled with relief and took out a crystal clear, extremely pure ordinary-grade soul crystal.

The soul power contained in the ordinary-grade soul crystal is extremely pure and easy to absorb, but it cannot be taken directly. The energy must be absorbed slowly.

However, before Song Tianming taught her the Soul Induction Technique, Song Tianling absorbed the high-purity soul power contained in the ordinary-grade soul crystal.

"Sister, have you learned Shinto techniques?" Song Tianming's eyes almost popped out. It took him a long time to sense Shinto particles, absorb and refine them, but Song Tianling did it as naturally as breathing.

Song Tianling shook her head and explained: "The principle of Shinto entry-level techniques is not difficult, it's just perception, absorption and digestion. I can do it even if I don't learn it."

Song Tianming was dumbfounded. For the first time, he felt a huge gap between him and other people.

However, when he thought that such an excellent person was his sister, Song Tianming held his head high and was extremely proud.

Song Tianming took out all his soul weapons and arranged them in front of Song Tianling, asking her to choose a few she liked.

Although Song Tianming's soul weapon reserves suffered heavy losses in the battle with Li Fei, there were still many treasures.

Song Tianling chose a flying sword engraved with fire patterns, the Nether Fire Bone Sword, which was a mortal-level middle-grade soul weapon that was recombined from the broken flame flying sword and the Nether Bone Tower.

"Sister, you like flying swords, so take this heavenly flying sword too!"

Ordinary heavenly flying swords are so precious that they can even cause Xuanjing cultivators to fight each other. However, Song Tianming handed it to Song Tianling without hesitation.

Song Tianling is his only sister. Apart from the golden giant tripod that is bound to her, there is nothing else he can give her.

"Brother, even if you give me this heavenly flying sword, I can't drive it. Wait until my strength comes up, then give it to me!"

"That's fine."

Song Tianling has a high talent for the way of the gods, and with the heavenly soul crystals of extremely high concentration and purity, she was promoted to the way of the gods in a short time, and her consciousness was about to be pulled into the ghost world.

Song Tianming hurriedly instructed: "Sister, when you enter the abandoned dead land of the ghost world later, observe the terrain and then withdraw. I will meet you and then act together."

"Got it, brother!" Song Tianling nodded obediently, and then her consciousness was pulled into the ghost world, and her body fell into a daze.

"It turns out that after entering the Netherworld, the body is so fragile. It seems that unless there is a trusted person around, a powerful array must be set up before entering the Netherworld." However, a minute passed and Song Tianling still did not return. "My sister has been in the Netherworld for at least ten minutes. Why hasn't she escaped yet?" "Is she involved in a battle or encountered other special situations?" Song Tianming's heart immediately rose to his throat and he was very nervous. "Hey, I haven't explored the abandoned dead land yet. I shouldn't let my sister go in so early." Song Tianming blamed himself very much and immediately connected to the Netherworld. The place where he appeared was still the place where he left last time. As soon as he appeared, Song Tianming activated the wind spirit bone, jumped vertically, and then looked down at the situation within a radius of hundreds of miles. After seeing someone on the grassland dozens of miles away, he activated the wind spirit bone again and shot towards him. Dozens of kilometers away, a fat monk in the late stage of Tongyou had just hunted a top-grade wind wolf of the mortal level and was about to take a rest when he saw a meteor falling from the sky.

The fat monk exclaimed: "What the hell, a meteor."

The fat monk fled everywhere, but the meteor seemed to have eyes, constantly changing direction in the sky, and finally fell violently in front of the fat monk.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the earth cracked, and the cracks were like spider webs, and then dust flew, covering the spiritual perception.

The fat monk was sweating all over, and looked forward intently, wanting to see what the meteor-like thing was. If it was some kind of natural treasure, he would be rich.

However, to the fat monk's surprise, a handsome boy of about fifteen years old walked out of the smoke and dust.

The person who came was naturally Song Tianming.

"Have you seen my sister?" Song Tianming asked anxiously, and as the soul power penetrated between his fingers, he outlined the appearance of a sickly beautiful girl.

The fat monk looked at the young man in front of him with a firm gaze and a sense of oppression, and was shocked. Seeing that his realm was only the middle stage of Tongyou, why did he give him such a strong sense of oppression!

The fat monk stared at Song Tianming and the soul power portrait, and murmured: "Hey, it looks so familiar, I feel like I have seen it somewhere!"

Song Tianming, who had originally given up hope, immediately became energetic and asked the fat monk: "Really, you have seen my sister, where is she?"

The fat monk was about to say that you were wrong, I think you look familiar, but when he turned around, he suddenly had an idea and laughed: "Not long ago, I saw it in front, maybe it hasn't gone far, I will take you there."

Song Tianming directly stuffed a few medium-grade soul crystals into the fat monk, and said: "If you find my sister, I will have a big reward."

The fat monk laughed even more happily, nodded quickly, and took Song Tianming to move forward rapidly in one direction.

The two of them walked more than ten miles with the help of the Gale Soul Bone, but still did not see the figure of Song Tianling.

"Did you really see my sister?" Song Tianming suddenly became suspicious, and his tone was already a little impatient.

The fat monk hurriedly explained: "Daoyou, the posture of the spiritual world is not completely based on the material world. Only the traces of the soul can determine a person's identity. I may just have seen it wrong, but I know there is a cultivator settlement nearby. Go there and ask, and you will definitely get something."

Song Tianming frowned and agreed with the fat monk's statement, and then the two of them rushed in a certain direction.