Chapter 12: Chenxing: I can do it!

Blood Sea Mansion.

Xiang Xuanqing and Ming He were chatting intermittently by the blood pool.

"You mean you were able to refine the Blood God Son because of the pill that almost killed you last time?"

Xiang Xuanqing's eyes looking at Ming He were strange.

"Can't say it almost killed me."

Ming He felt that he had to prove the vitality of innate gods.

He explained: "After all, although I shattered into four hundred and eighty million pieces, there was no threat to my life, just the scene was a bit ugly."

Xiang Xuanqing had nothing to say.

The person involved felt it was fine, what else could he say?

Ming He was even full of gratitude toward Jing Yao: "Overall, the pills refined by Fellow Daoist Jing Yao, although they have some side effects, are still quite high-level in general."

Ming He directly stated Jing Yao's code name, and Xiang Xuanqing's expression didn't change at all.

The two had long since exchanged identities.

As early as when the Weiyuan Society was formed, just after the meeting, Ming He came straight to Mount Luo Feng to expose his identity and told Xiang Xuanqing about this.

He didn't think about hiding it from his good brother at all.

That made Xiang Xuanqing cry and laugh.

I hadn't started guessing yet, and you exposed yourself offline, making me a bit awkward!

"Regarding this supernatural power, I'm thinking, next I plan to divide the innate true spirit and my own soul, temporarily divide it into two hundred million parts, and cooperate with the Blood Sea essence to use it to fuse with the Dao body..."

Ming He told Xiang Xuanqing about the progress of the Blood God Son.

The innate true spirit is the foundation of innate gods.

If the innate true spirit is not extinguished, the god can be immortal in the world.

And Ming He opened his mouth to cut the true spirit, and even wanted to divide it into two hundred million parts!

Xiang Xuanqing didn't show surprise after hearing this, nor did he oppose it.

Instead, he lowered his head to calculate the possibility of this plan.

"How is it?" Ming He's eyes were faintly expectant.

After a long time, Xiang Xuanqing raised his head.

"Wait for me."

He turned and disappeared.

When he appeared again, there were three peaches in Xiang Xuanqing's hand.

"Picked from the Divine Peach Tree?" Ming He raised his eyebrows.

He had seen that innate spiritual root when he went to the Netherworld last time.

Xiang Xuanqing nodded, he said concisely: "One is enough to repair the injury of soul splitting."

"And this."

Xiang Xuanqing took another pill from his sleeve: "The door opened in the wrong place last time, entered Jing Yao's alchemy furnace, and took it from Fellow Daoist Jing Yao by the way."

Anyway, Jing Yao was also going to send it to Ming He.

Xiang Xuanqing was still worried about whether Ming He would have problems after eating it, but now it seems it is still a situation where fortune and misfortune depend on each other.

"Thousand Spirits Myriad Transformations, Supreme Great Soul Pill." Xiang Xuanqing repeated the name of the pill.

"Jing Yao said Thousand Spirits Myriad Transformations is the pill effect." "I just calculated it, after eating it, what will be divided directly is the true spirit without doubt."

"If you survive the first wave without dying, the problems behind will be simple, just suitable for your situation."

After hearing this, Ming He hurriedly took it.

He smiled: "Isn't this a coincidence!"

"Don't eat it now!"

Xiang Xuanqing reminded, "At least wait until you refine the Industry Fire Red Lotus!"

"That's right, that's right!" Ming He knew the priority and smiled as he put it away.

Mother River of Space-Time.

Lord Chenxing sat uneasily on the Ferry Boat.

The ferryman had already told Lord Chenxing about the possibility of encountering Demon Gods sneaking in.

This made his mood suddenly uneasy.

Just escaped from Fellow Daoist Luo Hou's hands, and will fall into an unknown threat again. Lord Chenxing suspected whether he had been possessed by Lord Xu Yao recently.

"Fellow Daoist, I'd better go back first."

"Aren't you going to comprehend the Time Great Dao? Are you planning to leave so soon?" The small black boat drifted on the river, the ferryman rowed the boat oar, looking into the distance.

Lord Chenxing nodded repeatedly: "The harvest this time is enough, just go back and digest it for a while."

The ferryman didn't look back and asked: "Not worried about Fellow Daoist Luo Hou's matter anymore?"

"Not worried, not worried at all! With the friendship between me and Fellow Daoist Luo Hou, this is actually not a matter!" Lord Chenxing's face didn't change.

The friendship that came out after fighting is also friendship!

Besides, with the complete destruction of Lord Chenxing's other incarnations, this matter was basically exposed in Luo Hou's place.

And now, the horror story that unknown Demon Gods who caused trouble at the beginning of creation might appear in front of him made Lord Chenxing feel uneasy.

He felt that continuing to stay in the Mother River of Space-Time would definitely not lead to good things.

To this, the ferryman expressed understanding.

He didn't stop him, but asked: "Does Fellow Daoist need my help to send you back?"

"This shouldn't bother Fellow Daoist." Lord Chenxing expressed that he was also a regular visitor to the River of Time, and it was simple to return to the correct time point.

He stood at the bow of the boat and stepped out confidently.

"Eh! Fellow Daoist..." The ferryman was about to call him.

Bang!!

The sound of falling into the water sounded.

Water splashed, and Chenxing sank to the bottom.

"I... Gulp~~"

The effect of the Meng Po soup was still there, and Lord Chenxing forgot that he hadn't attained transcendence yet.

The ferryman looked at Lord Chenxing who disappeared quickly.

He said uncertainly: "He should be able to return smoothly, right?"

Just now Chenxing seemed to have failed to transform into a space-time fish...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 13 =====