There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 63 Change? [Seeking to continue reading]

The Bai Cang River flows continuously as it heads south.

Those thirty or so sects only occupy a small section of the Bai Cang River.

The vast Bai Cang River enters the southern dense forest and gradually disperses into countless water veins, gradually disappearing.

At the end of the furthest water vein stands a giant cherry blossom tree.

The tree's crown reaches the sky, covering the sky.

In the late spring, the falling petals create a beautiful and secluded scene.

Under the cherry blossom tree, a barefoot girl sits, lost in thought.

She is beautiful, not like an ordinary person.

Her long, pale pink hair floats in the wind.

Beneath her long, curled eyelashes, a pair of clear eyes reflect the stars of the heavens.

However, the only flaw is that her large eyes lack vitality.

Her name is Mu Chuan, a woman of unknown origin.

Mu Chuan is her name.

It is also the first sentence she spoke.

A mournful cry is heard, and a long dragon emerges from the lush cherry blossom tree.

This dragon has a slender body without scales, but it is surrounded by wisps of pale pink mist.

Resembling silk and ribbons, it dances in the wind, quite marvelous.

The dragon only has two forelimbs, and its hind limbs are fused with the cherry blossom tree.

With its head lowered, the dragon approaches Mu Chuan.

Gently stroking the dark pink horn, Mu Chuan smiles.

"Sakura, don't worry, I'm fine."

Slowly standing up, Mu Chuan has an unusually tall figure.

When she stands up, she is at the same height as the cherry dragon's horn.

"Sakura, wait for me here. I'm going to the south to take a look."

Listening to Mu Chuan's voice, the cherry dragon gently rubs its head against her.

Its clear eyes are filled with reluctance.

After a moment, Mu Chuan disappears from sight.

Perched on the cherry blossom tree, the cherry dragon softly weeps.

It wants to go with the girl, but it simply cannot.

As a part of the cherry blossom tree, it cannot go anywhere.

...

These past few days, Xia Ming has consumed many furnace pills.

As he eats, this guy feels that he has gained confidence.

Not only does he have confidence, Xia Ming feels that his body has developed resistance to medicine.

My Goldfinger is invincible in the world!

Master!

If you're amazing, give me something big!

...

It is still an incredibly ordinary day. Xia Ming sits obediently in front of the pill furnace, waiting for Master to feed him medicine.

Xia Ming actually likes sweet and sour flavors, but when he sees the scattered white hair on He Nian Sheng's forehead, he doesn't dare to say anything...

"The blood of the illiterate, the water of the four seasons, the cicadas of three autumns, the tears of lovesickness... Attack with emotions! Perhaps it will have a miraculous effect!"

He Nian Sheng mutters softly, and Xia Ming listens intently.

To be honest, Xia Ming admires Master's patience.

It's a pity he doesn't do scientific research.

Master He is like the Edison of another world.

In the midst of his admiration, Xia Ming's expression suddenly changes.

He sees He Nian Sheng wave his hand, and a heavy furnace cover suddenly falls onto the pill furnace.

Immediately after, there is a low muffled sound.

Boom—

The furnace exploded.

Looking at He Nian Sheng's gloomy expression, Xia Ming trembles in fear.

In a daze, He Nian Sheng's forehead gains another strand of scattered white hair.

"Xia Ming, tell me, where did I go wrong just now?"

Huh?

Looking at He Nian Sheng's expression, Xia Ming suddenly shivers.

Is Master trying to find a reason to beat me?

Xia Ming remembers clearly that he was beaten for no reason when he was a child.

It was on a rainy day, and his father had the same expression as He Nian Sheng.

His throat churns, and Xia Ming tentatively says, "The heat?"

"The heat?"

After giving Xia Ming a deep look, He Nian Sheng raises the furnace and continues refining pills.

"Watch carefully. From today on, I will teach you alchemy and fire control."

In Xia Ming's shocked gaze, He Nian Sheng moves his Gold Core out of his dantian.

Looking at the small sun-like Gold Core, Xia Ming is dumbfounded.

"Master... this..."

"Xia Ming, this is my biggest secret. Using the inner core to refine the outer core! Watch carefully, I will pass it on to you in the future!"

"You must pass it on properly..."

Hearing He Nian Sheng's words, Xia Ming inexplicably thinks of that black jade book.

Could it be that the method is recorded on it?

[Guide to Mobile Energy Transportation?]

In a trance, Xia Ming seems to see a door opening for him.

...

In the end, a blood pill forms in the pill furnace.

On the blood pill, nine Dao Pill Patterns intertwine with each other, quite terrifying.

Holding the Blood Pill in his hand, Xia Ming's eyes flashed a hint of fear.

The quality of this thing... is really quite good.

If I were to consume it... would anything go wrong?

With trembling hands, an anxious heart, and a surge in his throat, Xia Ming swallowed the pill.

As the pill dissolved, Xia Ming felt his body gradually floating up, slowly rising from the depths of the deep water.

The pressure dissipated, followed by a nauseating feeling of weightlessness. Xia Ming didn't like this feeling at all.

After calming down the strange sensation, Xia Ming calmly picked up the "Small Wind Travel Technique".

"Master, it still doesn't work."

Looking at Xia Ming in front of him, He Nian Sheng smiled.

Does it really not work?

Hmph.

Perhaps.

"You continue to practice, I'll go out and take a look."

"Disciple obeys."

After He Nian Sheng left, Xia Ming tightly clenched his fist.

Wide-eyed, he looked at the black book in his hand, and his whole body trembled.

"Small... Small Wind... Feasibility Study?!"

"What... What is this?!"

"What has happened to me?!"

Seeing the three words "Small Wind", Xia Ming lost his composure.

He knew very well that it must be He Nian Sheng's pill that had taken effect!

That strange feeling of weightlessness was the signal of unease transmitted to him by his body!

Opening the black book, Xia Ming became even more panicked.

The contents inside were completely distorted, and he could only vaguely make out a few blurry words.

"[Flight... requires... driving force... endurance... and...]"

Slowly closing his eyes, veins began to bulge on Xia Ming's forehead.

He hated.

He hated himself for not looking at this black book earlier.

He was afraid.

Afraid that his Goldfinger would completely disappear.

Xia Ming clenched his throat twice, but besides dry heaving, he didn't vomit anything.

Closing his eyes, he silently recited "Spirit Root".

In that darkness, Xia Ming saw a few unlit diodes.

Silently reciting "Qi Refining", Xia Ming saw the shining character "Hai" in his dantian.

Could it be that the cultivated technique would not be affected?

Time mercilessly passed.

Xia Ming tried his best to remain calm, not to panic.

The more critical the situation, the less he could panic.

As his mind gradually settled, Xia Ming was surprised to find that the strange feeling of weightlessness had disappeared.

Picking up the black book again, Xia Ming smiled.

"Feasibility Study of Human Fighter Jets."

Life is full of ups and downs, no more so than this.

Was it the effect of the medicine wearing off?

Or the result of his meditation?

Xia Ming didn't know either, but what he could be sure of was that the weightless feeling was the warning signal sent to him by Goldfinger.

Without hesitation, Xia Ming directly opened the black book.

Learn!

Learn first, then figure it out!

"Flight requires a powerful driving force, extraordinary endurance, and surpassing stability."

"A powerful driving force can be obtained by detonating spiritual energy, gathering it at key acupoints, and using the acupoints as propellers!"

"Endurance is still unresolved due to insufficient endurance."

"Stability requires further research."

Slowly putting down the black book, Xia Ming took a deep breath.

Master, I know you're good to me.

But Goldfinger really can't be wasted!

Don't blame your disciple for deceiving you!

Without saying a word, Xia Ming directly walked towards the pile of books left by He Nian Sheng.

What can I say, I have to find a way out today.

If I consume that pill again, something will definitely go wrong sooner or later.

To be honest, Xia Ming was scared.

After flipping through a few books, Xia Ming was stunned.

Each page was filled with a single word.

"Grass."

...Yeah, that's right.

Medicine is made from plants!

Tch!

...

He opened another book.

"Plants," "Stones," "Animals"...

Xia Ming knew that this pile of books should be something similar to the "Compendium of Materia Medica".

Just then, a piece of inconspicuous scrap paper floated down to the ground.

Under Xia Ming's curious gaze, the characters on the scrap paper began to distort.

...

"Inscription%...&&*...&*...Enchantment?"

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