Tianyuan Xuanxian

Chapter 45 Naihe Bridge

As the crystals in his soul continued to precipitate, Chen Xuan's consciousness gradually returned and his eyes gradually became clear.

Thinking of what had just happened to him, Chen Xuan felt a surge of fear:
"Zhu Yin is such a jerk!"

Chen Xuan cursed inwardly, then turned to look at Zhu Yin beside him.

Zhu Yin also woke up at this moment. When he saw Chen Xuan looking at him, he suddenly felt guilty.

He had only heard that Mengpo Soup was a great tonic for the soul of a cultivator, and he was naturally very clear about the side effects of Mengpo Soup.

Logically speaking, with his previous soul in the Nascent Soul stage and Chen Xuan's soul that became extremely powerful in the Yellow Springs Road, it is more than enough to carry the spiritual power of this bowl of Mengpo soup.

But he didn't expect that the two of them would lose their memories after drinking Meng Po soup!

Seeing Chen Xuan's eyes that looked like he wanted to eat someone, Zhu Yin said:

"Strange, my amnesia is understandable because I died once and have a past life, but what's wrong with you?"

Chen Xuan was stunned, remembering what Meng Po had said before, that if one drinks Meng Po soup, one can forget all past lives.

It turns out that this sentence is not only effective for dead souls, but also for living people who have memories of their past lives!

At this time, the crystals precipitated from the two people's souls gradually gathered together and appeared in the bowl in front of them again.

At this moment, there was only half a bowl of Mengpo soup left in front of the two of them. As for the missing half bowl, it had naturally been absorbed by the two of them.

They could all feel that their spiritual power was a world of difference compared to before.

Since Zhu Yin was a Nascent Soul demon before, his soul had naturally already reached the Nascent Soul stage. Later, when he was resurrected, although the strength of his soul was only at the peak of the Qi training stage, it was only equivalent to a Nascent Soul container that only contained the soul of the Qi training stage.

Therefore, as long as the strength of the soul he accepts at one time does not exceed that of the Nascent Soul, there will be no risk.

The reason why he was so confident in Chen Xuan was, firstly, because Chen Xuan's spiritual strength had greatly increased on the Yellow Springs Road, and the most important reason was because Chen Xuan possessed infinite immortal posture.

Infinite, immeasurable, this is naturally not just a casual remark.

Chen Xuan himself is equivalent to an infinite container. He can absorb the power of the soul and even the infusion of other people's cultivation.

However, accommodating it in this way will naturally leave some hidden dangers.

After all, Chen Xuan's foundation is there. If his cultivation and soul grow too fast, it is natural that his foundation will be weak.

Otherwise, if there were no hidden dangers, and if a cultivator with high cultivation level could instill cultivation into Chen Xuan, Chen Xuan would not have to do anything and his cultivation level would increase rapidly.

Of course, putting these aside, how many people in this world are willing to impart their cultivation to others?

Looking at the remaining half bowl of Mengpo soup in front of them, Chen Xuan and Zhu Yin fell silent.

If they continue to drink, no one can guarantee whether their memories can still be preserved, but if they don’t drink, wouldn’t this free spiritual power be wasted?

Chen Xuan could feel that compared to before, his memory had faded a lot, and many details of the past had become extremely difficult to remember.

After a long silence, Chen Xuan decided not to drink the remaining half bowl of Mengpo soup.

He had already lost a large part of his memory, and the remaining memories were particularly important to him and could not be lost again.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan immediately chose to meditate on the spot to stabilize the sudden surge of his spiritual power.

As his spiritual power surged, he was now somewhat unable to control it, so he took this opportunity to consolidate it.

Zhu Yin chose to continue drinking Meng Po soup.

With thousands of years of experience in cultivation, he has a good grasp of his situation and knows that he is far from reaching his limit.

As for what happened before, it was only because I was not prepared that the incident happened.

With the previous experience as a lesson, he even felt that he could digest the half bowl left by Chen Xuan.

At this time, someone had completely refined a bowl of Meng Po soup. It was Zi Chen from the Demon Sect.

Unlike Chen Xuan Zhu Yin, he doesn't have to worry about his memory disappearing.

Moreover, his foundation is extremely solid. As early as a year ago, he had already reached the great perfection of the Golden Core and could have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage long ago.

The reason why he has not made a breakthrough is only for the inheritance here, so refining this bowl of Mengpo soup is no pressure for him.

After waking up, Zi Chen first glanced at Chen Xuan and Zhu Yin. At first, he was still suspicious of the two of them for colluding with the demon clan.

But if you look deeper, you will realize that there is absolutely no possibility that this man and this demon are colluding with the demon clan.

There are also native demon races in the human race's territory, otherwise where would the Beast Taming Sect get so many demon beasts for its disciples to raise? As for the Beast Taming Sect's calls to kill the demon race, he has always scoffed at it.

It's nothing more than a means for the so-called famous and upright sects to show off their reputation!
As for those demons who died at the hands of righteous monks, who knows whether they were good or evil.

He stood up and slowly walked to Meng Po, with a respectful look, and saluted:

"Senior, I wonder if I can cross the Naihe Bridge now?"

Seeing this, Meng Po nodded with a gloomy face.

He loved to eat all the memories in the world the most. Just now, he saw that Chen Xuan and Zhu Yin had memories of their past lives. He was thinking of having a feast, but he was interrupted by a mysterious force.

What she ate were just some insignificant and vague memories, which made her feel extremely bad at the moment.

After receiving Meng Po's affirmative answer, Zi Chen no longer delayed and walked straight towards Naihe Bridge.

Just now, a bowl of Mengpo soup caused him to lose three capable subordinates. The losses he suffered when entering the inheritance land this time were far beyond his expectations.

If he fails to seize the initiative and obtain the final inheritance, this trip will certainly be more trouble than it is worth, and will greatly affect his position in the Demon Sect.

He is not the only one who is qualified to be the Holy Son of the Demon Sect.

When he stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, he did not sense any danger, but because of his previous experience on the Yellow Springs Road, he took every step extremely carefully.

When he reached the middle of the bridge, he suddenly stopped and looked serious.

Not far in front of Zi Chen, the bridge surface began to surge, and then drops of blood seeped out from the bridge surface.

Zi Chen's face looked grim. He could sense that the blood was left behind after he was injured on the Yellow Springs Road.

Immediately afterwards, drops of blood floated in mid-air and began to vibrate wildly, before splitting into two, and then two into four...

Almost in an instant, those few drops of blood turned into thousands, forming a human figure.

As the figure became more solid, an aura exactly the same as Zi Chen's emanated from that figure.

In the blink of an eye, a figure identical to Zi Chen stood in front of him.

At this moment, Zi Chen's calmness and composure completely disappeared.

The man opposite him grinned strangely and said:

"What can we do? The thing that we are most helpless against is ourselves!"

Hearing this, Zi Chen suppressed the panic in his heart, his face calm, and said:

"You're right. Since I started practicing Taoism, I've never lost a fight with my peers. The only one who can defeat me is my next self. Today is a perfect opportunity to test it. You, an imposter, are only half as strong as me!"

"So much nonsense!"

After Zi Chen on the opposite side uttered these four words, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and a fist force came straight towards Zi Chen's face!

(End of this chapter)