Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 692 Ascension to Immortality, Nine-Gold Pattern Martial Saint Pill! (Two Chapters Combined)

After hearing what Fran said, a girl in pink on the other side suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled.

“Young lady, there are palaces and pavilions in the sky, but they are all inhabited by celestial officials. Even if you become an immortal, you cannot go there unless you are a celestial official.”

These peach tree spirits who followed the Peach Blossom Fairy clearly knew a lot about things related to immortals, and their words dispelled Fran's idea.

Even if Song Changming becomes an immortal, he still cannot ascend to that day.

"Celestial Official?" Tang Kecha and the others were also hearing about celestial officials for the first time, and they found it very novel.

So there are officials among the immortals?
"May I ask, young lady, how can one ascend to heaven and become a celestial official?" Tang Kecha couldn't help but ask.

"Hmph, what's so great about being a celestial official? If you become celestial officials in the future, you won't be welcome on Peach Blossom Island!" The girl in pink suddenly changed her expression and snorted coldly with a fierce look.

After saying that, they ignored the three people around them.

Tang Kecha was unaware that he had just asked casually, but it seemed that he had violated their taboo.

The three of them had no choice but to turn their attention back to Song Changming.

Although the extraordinary phenomena of the rosy clouds had dissipated, Song Changming had not yet ended his meditation.

The ethereal aura emanating from him was becoming increasingly pronounced, and his presence was distinct from that of the other mortals.

"Logically speaking, he should have already become an immortal, and his entire body should be filled with immortal power. Why hasn't it ended yet?" Bai Tao asked, puzzled, as she looked at the ongoing energy changes on Song Changming's body.

“He is a descendant of the Witch Clan. Even after ascending to immortality, he is not a pure immortal. He still has the inheritance of the Witch Clan in his body. The two are difficult to reunite. Perhaps there must be a choice to be made, or perhaps there must be a balance to be maintained. It’s hard to say,” Peach Blossom Immortal shook his head and said.

Bai Tao seemed lost in thought.

On the island, Song Changming was indeed pondering the various power systems within him.

However, what he wanted to balance was not the inheritance of the witch clan and the path of immortality, but rather the combination of his martial arts and the path of immortality.

He had already reached the pinnacle of martial arts, but his path to immortality had just begun.

Normally, the immortal energy entering the body will gradually transform his essence, energy, and spirit into an immortal form, and his past cultivation energy will also be gradually transformed by the immortal power.

Ultimately, he forged a complete immortal body, capable of ascending to heaven and descending to earth, and omnipotent!

This entire process of forging is the transition from an immortal to a true immortal.

If Song Changming were to allow the immortal energy within him to drastically transform him, then ultimately he would have nothing left but immortal power within him.

It is difficult for a pure immortal body to allow the power of the witch clan to coexist, and it is also difficult to retain his martial arts cultivation.

This is undoubtedly something he doesn't want to see.

He wanted to become an immortal, further improve his martial arts skills, and ensure that the witch seals he had painstakingly refined would not disappear.

He is indeed a greedy person; he always wants both strength and cultivation.

If he were an ordinary mortal, he would naturally be unable to resist the process of immortal power transformation, but he possesses a body at the level of a Witch King, and even more so, a Witch God Soul that has already stood above the fifth level of the divine rank.

If you really have to say, he was no longer a mortal.

Therefore, he is entitled to have both.

Before this, after the destruction, Song Changming's martial arts cultivation was no longer confined to the small martial arts dantian, but was infused into every part of his body. The martial arts power was truly rooted in his flesh and blood, coexisting with Song Changming.

It sounded good, but Song Changming felt that this was not the best state of martial arts.

The scattered martial arts essence blood meant that he could only accumulate the amount of essence blood, but he could never bring about a complete qualitative change in his martial arts power.

Although he was said to be at the Martial Saint realm, he still retained the power of his previous Grandmaster realm, which did not satisfy him.

He wanted to try to combine all the martial arts essence and blood into one, but simply combining the essence and blood would only result in a larger amount of martial arts essence and blood.

He lacks a crucial core, or rather, a power that transcends martial arts to guide and integrate it.

Therefore, he turned his attention to the opportunity of becoming an immortal, constantly deducing and simulating the possibilities.

Now that the immortal energy has entered his body, Song Changming has finally confirmed that this is the core of power he has been searching for, and the key to combining it with his martial arts cultivation!

How could he possibly miss out on this?

Refining!

Within his body, countless specks of essence blood continuously clung to that mass of immortal energy, spinning around and dripping.

The divine soul figures in the Nether Sea are firmly in control of the evolution of all kinds of energy within it, as if two invisible hands are constantly kneading this glowing 'dough'.

"Add some more water"

As if feeling that the dough was too dry, the invisible hand drew in streams of spiritual energy from the outside and poured them into the dough, continuing to knead it laboriously.

This ability to take whatever he wants and freely extract spiritual energy from the outside world came about after his Witch God Soul reached the fifth level of divine strength.

Even this celestial energy, under the control of his Witch God Soul, appeared very stable and cooperative.

Having powerful soul force is the main reason why many seemingly incredible things can be accomplished.

Especially in cultivation, one needs to have strong soul power as a support.

Otherwise, even if one accidentally obtains a world-destroying power, without a strong enough soul force to control it, the first one to die will be oneself, who will be devoured by the power itself.

Time flies.

A day in the fairyland is equivalent to ten thousand years on earth.
Although this is an exaggeration, Song Changming's ascension to immortality took him a full year on Peach Blossom Island.

The sea has witnessed the changing seasons, and on the mountaintop, peach blossoms have bloomed and faded, faded and bloomed again.

That day, Bai Tao landed on the mountaintop and came to look at Song Changming, who remained motionless like a stubborn rock on the mountain.

"Sister Bai Tao, you've come to see him again." Several girls in pink immediately ran over and circled around her.

"Has Young Master Song woken up?" Bai Tao asked.

"No, no, they're not moving at all, so boring," a girl in pink said, raising her hand.

"Hmm." Bai Tao nodded, and at this moment she saw Song Changming still sitting cross-legged at the place where he had first undergone tribulation.

Originally, Song Changming's surroundings were scorched black, but now, a year later, large patches of flowers and plants have grown to more than a meter tall, almost completely obscuring his figure.

Seeing this, Bai Tao waved her hand, and the flowers and plants moved on their own, clearing a space of ten meters in radius.

Song Changming was surrounded by a faint glow, his long black hair fluttered in the wind, and his face was as handsome as jade, making him look like an enlightened immortal in the mountains.

In terms of appearance, he is far superior to those old hermits.

"In less than four hundred years, he has ascended to immortality and transcended the mortal realm. Just as my sister said, this person will definitely not stop here in the future." As Bai Tao was thinking, her gaze suddenly sharpened, and she noticed that Song Changming's aura was fluctuating.

The energy within the body, which had always been perfectly contained, now seemed unable to be contained and began to dissipate.

The next moment, Song Changming suddenly opened his eyes, his divine light shining like the golden light of dawn, illuminating thousands of miles!
hum!
An energy surge emanated from him, causing the entire island to tremble and the surrounding seawater to surge higher and higher.

"Sister, sister, didn't he become an immortal a year ago? Why is there such a big commotion this time?" the girl in pink exclaimed, panicked by the sudden tremor of the island.

"You all need to step back a bit, be careful not to get hurt," Bai Tao warned.

The group of peach tree spirits on the island dared not delay and immediately fled the island on their shins.

"What kind of trouble is this?" Bai Tao, unfazed by the commotion caused by Song Changming, remained standing in place, observing the situation.

She certainly didn't want an island to sink while her Peach Blossom Fairy wasn't around.

Song Changming himself was unaware of the situation outside. He was now fully committed to his cultivation path and had reached the most crucial moment, so he could not afford to be distracted in the slightest.

Inside his body, at the location of his heart, there was a chaotic void!
The differentiated immortal spiritual energy dispersed into a hazy pool of martial arts essence blood, as well as a rich, liquid pure spiritual energy, all within this chaos.

The energy swirled, seemingly disordered, but in reality, they were intertwined, operating according to a set of rules that Song Changming had figured out.

In the Nether Sea, the little soul figure stared with its eyes open at the chaos that had been born within its body.

His hands suddenly formed a mudra.

"Today I seek a pill to lay the foundation for becoming a Great Freedom Martial Saint!"

With the intervention of the mind, a golden light suddenly appeared in the chaos, just like the light of dawn, the first ray of divine light bursting forth in the universe!
The next moment, all the swirling, boundless energy surged into the golden light.

As the chaos dissipated, a pill remained.

Nine golden lines appeared on the elixir, flawless and perfect, perfectly conforming to the mysteries of the supreme Dao, and seizing the creation of heaven and earth and immortal spirits.

With martial arts as the foundation and immortality as the path, one can ultimately achieve the Nine-Patterned Martial Saint Pill!
When the elixir was completed, Song Changming truly felt a complete transformation, as if he had ascended to immortality!
For others, passing the tribulation is the most important step in ascending to immortality.

For him, this is the moment of his ascension to immortality!
He exhaled a breath of fresh air, feeling as light as a feather, as if the gravity exerted by heaven and earth had ceased to exist.

The appearance of an immortal! The body of a martial saint!
Song Changming felt the vast and domineering power within his body, and his heart was filled with excitement.

He knew very well that he was ultimately different from the other immortals.

With a wave of his hand, a surge of immortal power arose spontaneously, flowing between his five fingers, carrying with it a profound mystery of heaven and earth.

But this immortal power was extraordinary; it possessed an indescribable sense of profound strength, a manifestation of his martial arts cultivation!

His immortality is no ordinary immortality!
"Immortal Martial Arts, this is the path I must take!"

Song Changming clenched his fist, as if he had firmly grasped his own destiny, his heart filled with joy and exhilaration!

"Martial Core, this is the true essence of the Martial Saint Realm!"

Song Changming observed the martial pill within his body, witnessing its formation from nothing to something, and realized that he had finally become a martial saint who was both immortal and human!
"Congratulations, young master, on achieving the Great Dao." Bai Tao stepped forward to congratulate Song Changming when she saw him open his eyes.

Although she didn't know exactly what had happened to Song Changming over the past year, it wasn't hard to deduce that it was definitely not as simple as consolidating one's immortal realm after successfully transcending tribulation.

"I am also very grateful for the care and help from Fairy Peach Blossom and everyone else. I will never forget this kindness." Song Changming stood up, feeling great and expressing his gratitude to Bai Tao.

Judging from the scale and grandeur of this tribulation, if it weren't for the presence and assistance of the Peach Blossom Immortal and his side, which scared away a host of covetous demons, he wouldn't have been able to ascend to immortality so smoothly.

Even finding a suitable and safe place for him to undergo the tribulation was by no means an easy task.

"No need to be polite." Bai Tao smiled slightly, finding Song Changming, who exuded an ethereal aura, much more pleasing to the eye.

She didn't dislike fairies, after all, her older sister was also a genuine fairy.

She simply disliked the celestial officials, nothing more.

"I wonder if the Peach Blossom Fairy is still here. Now that things are over, I cannot stay any longer and must take my leave," Song Changming said.

“My sister has gone out and won’t be back for a while. You may leave now, young master. I will speak with her when she returns.” Bai Tao was not surprised that Song Changming was leaving and nodded in agreement.

"Good work."

With a flick of his sleeve, Song Changming took Tang Kecha and the other two into the air and quickly disappeared.

Bai Tao pursed her lips as she watched Song Changming leave.

"I hope we won't become enemies in the future."

High in the sky, Song Changming flew higher and higher, getting farther and farther away from the sea below.

Looking at the churning sea of ​​clouds around him, Tang Kecha felt a little scared at this height.

If Song Changming were to suddenly abandon them, at such a height, the gravity of heaven and earth would be enough to severely injure them, or even kill them outright.

Song Changming ignored the others and continued flying upwards, protected by his immortal power, which easily countered the influence of the gravity of heaven and earth on him.

Standing ten thousand meters above the ground, Song Changming's immortal power blazed like fire and ripples, constantly dancing in the wind.

His eyes were bright as he looked down at the sea, and it seemed as if he could see the entire East China Sea!
The islands are reduced to tiny black dots, scattered across the sea.

Look up again at the sky.

He recalled the sword-wielding immortal he had seen before, who seemed to have descended to earth, just like him today, standing high above, looking down upon the mortal world.

Back then, he could only stand on the ground and look up at them, wondering how the immortals could fly so high under the weight of heaven and earth.

Now, with the protection of immortal power, he can easily do this too!
Compared to that sword-wielding immortal from back then, he seems to be just as good.

There are no celestial palaces in the clouds, nor are there groups of immortals wandering about.

Suddenly, Song Changming turned his head to look in the other direction.

He didn't see any immortals, but instead a huge bird flying ten thousand meters above the ground, fanning a hurricane, flew towards him.

"Master!" Fran had obviously also noticed the large bird, and it was clear that the bird was also eyeing them, which made her a little nervous.

Those creatures that can freely fly tens of thousands of meters in the sky are not to be trifled with.

“The other party is up to no good.” As the hurricane approached, Fran felt the undisguised malice emanating from the large bird.

"You were the one who underwent the Immortal Tribulation on Peach Blossom Island a year ago, weren't you?" The giant bird approached and spoke in human language, its tone ambiguous, as if it were laughing.

His eyes were fierce, with a hint of scrutiny, as he sized up Song Changming.

As for Tang Kecha and the other two, they were merely mortals and did not catch its eye.

Its only target has always been Song Changming, the immortal who has just completed his tribulation!
(End of this chapter)