Cultivating Immortality: Starting from Ferrying Passengers

Chapter 91 The Edge of Life and Death
In a daze, Fang Jingxuan seemed to be in a warm cavity, and his soul was wrapped in the boundless amniotic fluid.

Comfortable, peaceful, I don’t want to think about anything anymore, I just want to sleep like this forever.

At this moment, Fang Jingxuan was immersed in a sage moment without worldly desires. His mind fell into the deepest sleep, and even the breathing from the outside world weakened to the point of being dispensable.

Tuoyuan, who was standing by, sensed Fang Jingxuan's current condition. He didn't take it seriously at first, but as Fang Jingxuan's breathing became weaker, he began to become anxious.

Tuo Yuan also knew that if a person stopped breathing, he would most likely die. Although his master practiced a technique similar to the tortoise breathing technique and his breathing frequency was very low, it had never been so low.

What made it even more terrified was that the spiritual contract between Fang Jingxuan and it was slowly weakening, and Fang Jingxuan's soul was dissolving.

"Owner!"

Tuo Yuan began to gently bite Fang Jingxuan's clothes with his mouth, trying to wake him up, but this seemed to be of no avail. At this moment, Fang Jingxuan had lost the ability to perceive the outside world.

Tuo Yuan had no choice but to open his fangs and bite Fang Jingxuan's arm. In an instant, a slight stain of blood seeped out.

At this moment, Tuoyuan's brain seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and he suddenly felt dizzy, as if he was severely drunk.

This is the counterattack of the Qi Ling Contract against Tuo Yuan. As the master, Fang Jingxuan's rights can be infinite, but Tuo Yuan cannot harm his master in the slightest without Fang Jingxuan's permission.

The only consequence now was that the bite caused bleeding. If the injury was more serious, Tu Yuan might have died on the spot.

But Tuoyuan didn't care about the present. After slowing down for a moment, a determined look flashed in Tuoyuan's eyes, and he immediately bit Fang Jingxuan's arm again.

"boom!"

Blood oozed from Tuyuan's mouth and nose, and he fainted immediately. For a moment, there were only two people, a man and a turtle, whose lives were unknown. There was no movement in this small underground cave, and it fell into deathly silence.

In this perfect state, Fang Jingxuan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but he was just stunned for a moment, then put this strange feeling behind him and continued to enjoy the present.

But after just a few breaths, Fang Jingxuan felt the uncomfortable touch again, and this time it was even stronger than the last time.

Only then did Fang Jingxuan regain his senses. His brain was operating sluggishly, like a machine that had been rusted for a long time.

Where am I? What am I doing? What's going on?

When Fang Jingxuan finally had the concept of "I", his previous memories came back to him one after another.

Only then did Fang Jingxuan feel that his innate talent [Sudden Inspiration] was desperately warning him that his current situation was extremely dangerous.

At this point, Fang Jingxuan was suddenly shocked. The feeling of comfort and peace of returning to the mother's body just now disappeared.

He realized his current situation. It seemed that he was infected by the consciousness released by the golden elixir and golden cicada underground when he was practicing the "Cicada Hidden Skill".

No, this is assimilation, this is integration.

Compared to the Golden Core Cicada, his own soul was truly insignificant. This might not have been its intention, but rather the unconscious release of spiritual energy during its slumber. Originally, it wouldn't have posed any threat to passing cultivators. However, he coveted the cultivation environment here and kept searching for the area closest to the Golden Core Cicada's physical form.

Fortunately, he practiced the "Cicada Hiding Technique" and treated himself as a dormant golden cicada. In this way, his frequency matched that of the Golden Cicada Ancestor, and he was almost assimilated, thus truly turning into a dormant golden cicada that could not think.

But he did not have the body of a cicada. In their nymph form, they could hide underground for more than ten years without food or water, but as a human being, it was obviously impossible for him to persist for so long.

If this happens, the consequences will be very serious. The soul will be assimilated, the body will turn into dry bones, and the person will be dead.

Thinking of this, Fang Jingxuan developed a very serious resistance. He urgently wanted to break away from this state, but only then did he realize that he seemed unable to leave.

His previous practice of "Cicada Fu Gong" had already reached more than seventy points, and it would only take a few days of practice to achieve great success.

But now it is obvious that after the synchronization just now, his "Cicada Hidden Power" has obviously been perfected, and this is entirely due to the influence of the Golden Cicada Ancestor.

After practicing for these days, Fang Jingxuan felt that he had already become the Golden Cicada Ancestor. The picture of the dormant golden cicada that he had visualized also changed from the one on the scroll to a golden cicada that he imagined in his mind.

This golden cicada is jade-white all over, with only the golden light flashing in its eyes. Its whole body is perfect, and it is simply the most beautiful golden cicada in the world.

Something bad has happened. I have been deeply influenced without realizing it. The golden cicada in my mind is clearly the same as the Golden Cicada Ancestor.

Now that their Qi is connected, Fang Jingxuan and the Golden Cicada Ancestor underground are in sync. It is obviously impossible for him to break free from the other's assimilation in a short time.

At this time, Fang Jingxuan fell into a strange state. His soul seemed to be divided into two parts. One part slowly immersed itself in the tranquility and wanted to fall asleep there.

The other part was extremely anxious and was quickly thinking of ways to escape.

As time passed, the part of Fang Jingxuan's soul that was thinking about sleeping peacefully became more and more.

How to do?
Fang Jingxuan's mind was working rapidly at this time, but his soul was mostly occupied, causing his brain to not seem very sharp. When he was thinking about the problem, he seemed like a mentally retarded person, and he thought one thing at a time.

Panel! I also have a properties panel!
At this moment, Fang Jingxuan finally got the hang of it. The moment he remembered the panel, an attribute panel was directly displayed in his soul.

It was as if a cold and hard steel nail was suddenly inserted into the gears of a smoothly running machine. After this attribute panel was called out, the originally boundless sea of ​​souls seemed to have been smashed down by Mount Buzhou. Suddenly, everything began to shake.

Obviously, the Golden Cicada Ancestor underground could not understand this high-dimensional and high-direction information flow. In other words, part of its soul was polluted.

Huge amounts of information flow began to merge into its origin, which was a deadly poison to it.

So, in the next moment, about one tenth of the soul ocean was suddenly cut open and stuffed into Fang Jingxuan's soul.

Fang Jingxuan's meager soul power could not withstand the influx of such a huge amount of soul power, and his brain was about to explode.

At this moment, the phantom of his other natal being [Formless Cicada Shell], which had been silent in his mind for a long time, shook its wings slightly!

(End of this chapter)