Chapter Twenty-Three: Who Can Be an Immortal?

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In the desert, a person dressed in white and with a giant sword in his hand looked indifferently at the person who caught up.

"Why, don't you run away?" laughed the man who caught up.

The man in white was Li Xiao, Li Xiao tried to mobilize spiritual power, but found that spiritual power was imprisoned, how familiar this scene was.

"Li Datiancai, do you know why you were defeated by someone like me who is not as good as you?"

Li Xiao chuckled: "Even if you do it again, you are still my shadow." ”

Lehi laughed, "Do you know how your mother died?"

Li Xiao was silent.

"Your mother, I took away my cultivation, imprisoned my soul, and finally refined it into a puppet. Lehi said smugly.

"Who do you think this is?" Lehi summoned a puppet, and the puppet was none other than Xu Jing.

Seeing the familiar face, Li Xiao clenched his fists: "Lehi!"

"Kill him. Lehi instructed the puppet.

The puppet was extremely fast, and punched Li Xiao's body.

Li Xiao's spiritual power was imprisoned and he couldn't dodge.

"How's it going, doesn't it feel good to be beaten by someone close to you?" Lehi looked at him condescendingly.

"Do you want to kill me now?" Lehi seemed to remember something, and continued, "for many days and nights, I wanted to kill you and take everything from you. ”

Li Xiao spit out a mouthful of blood, threw down the giant sword, and without waiting for Li Hai to finish speaking, he used his internal force and slammed his palm on the ground.

The palm wind swept the flying sand, and in an instant the sand covered the position of the two people.

When the flying sand dispersed, Lehi did not blink: "You, you killed..."

"Yes, I killed my mother. Li Xiao nodded.

This illusion could not trap him, and the surrounding scene disappeared in its entirety, replaced by darkness.

Li Xiao took out a bead from the storage bag, and the surrounding area was illuminated by a soft light.

Li Xiao got up, took the beads to find Xu Jing, checked Xu Jing's situation, there was nothing wrong with her body, but she entered the illusion, entered the spiritual power to help Xu Jing protect her heart, and checked the situation of Xiao Hong and Zhang Qian, and found that after being trapped in the illusion, Li Xiao laid a defensive formation around him and began to meditate to recover his spiritual power.

The flower on the other side seems to have the effect of confusing the mind, the more afraid of something, the more it will conjure, and Li Xiao's biggest obstacle is Xu Jing, since his rebirth, he has been playing chess step by step, and the hidden edge is not a blockbuster, but to protect and protect the people who are close to him.

The illusion was created by grasping this point, combined with his memory, but whether the illusion is an illusion, even if it is real, it is also false, full of loopholes, and it is only a moment to confuse people with strong minds.

"Alas!" came an abrupt voice in his head.

"Who?" Li Xiao opened his eyes, his body did not move, but he blocked Zhihai.

"You don't have to panic. The voice paused: "If I hurt you, I can't exist anymore." ”

Li Xiao was secretly vigilant and silent.

"Do you know why your mother has to come here?" the voice added.

"This is called the Immortal Tomb, but it is actually the origin of the place, and the ancient monks you are talking about for the so-called origin power, one after another came to send them to death, there are more corpses here, there is no shortage of great power to die in it, the magic weapon is left here, and gradually it becomes your so-called immortal tomb. The voice didn't wait for Li Xiao to speak, and continued: "As for why only monks below the Yudan can enter now, I don't know very well, it seems that there is a force here that is resisting the monks above the Yudan to enter here. ”

"Your mother is a descendant of the ancient monks who guarded this Origin Land, and there are not many people left in your mother's generation, and your mother knows very little about the affairs of this Origin Land, and she has no ability to protect the power of the Origin, so your mother thinks..."

Li Xiao was still meditating and was silent.

After a while, the voice continued, "She wants to directly take out the power of the origin and resurrect your father. ”

"What exactly is that source power?" Li Xiao asked in the sea of knowledge.

"Time, space. The voice seemed to sigh: "With these two powers, you can not only master this space, but also travel through time and space, not to mention that you were reborn more than ten years ago, even if you return to the ancients, the primeval, and the ancient, it is not impossible." ”

"I don't have the power of the Origin, how did I be reborn?" Li Xiao said the question in his heart.

"Why not, if you don't have it, you won't be able to enter my space to fuse memories. The voice was smiling.

"You are also the descendant of the monk who guarded the origin of the place, in the blood of the ancient monks, there is a trace of the power of the origin, which can be passed on to future generations, the place where you exploded in your previous life is the weakest place where my space is connected to this space, the power of the origin took you into my memory inheritance by mistake, and after the fusion of the inheritance, the space naturally collapsed without the support of my memory, after you only have a trace of instinct, the remaining trace of the origin power takes you back to ten years ago, that is, now. ”

"According to what you mean, can I use the power of the origin to create another world?" Li Xiao secretly pondered how true or false the words of the voice were.

"The power of the source, the source of all things, and the two most important elements of time and space that constitute a world, are collectively called the power of the source. If you have mastered the power of the Source, you may not be able to give it a try. But the premise is that you can truly grasp the power of the source, even if you have the power of the source now, it is useless to not be able to grasp it. ”

"Then why would the ancient monk send him to death for this ethereal thing?" Li Xiao said.

"People who cultivate immortals are human beings in the end, human nature is greedy, if you can really master the power of the origin, use the power of the origin to return to the ancients, or even the ancients, the ancient spirit is rich, and now the treasures of heaven and earth can be seen everywhere, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort to cultivate, if you are lucky, it is not impossible to get the treasure to ascend to the sky in one step!"

"Ascend to the heavens in one step? What is the significance of cultivating immortals in this way? Most immortal cultivators want to ascend to the heavens in one step, but they don't want anyone to be immortals! It's ridiculous and ridiculous. Li Xiao sighed secretly, full of emotion.

"What a good person can be an immortal. Then let me ask you, why do you cultivate immortals?" the voice asked rhetorically, not hearing joy or anger.

Li Xiao pondered deeply, he was born in a family of cultivating immortals, and the clearest thing in his mind was the method of cultivating immortals, and he had been striving for cultivating immortals, but he had never thought about why he cultivated immortals?

For longevity, for the avenue, for strength, for power?

It's all, but it doesn't seem to be either.

He has worked hard to cultivate in this life, just so that his mother can escape this catastrophe and change his fate?

In my previous life, I never thought that cultivating immortals in this life is only for my mother and protecting my loved ones.

He hates that he is small because he is not strong enough to protect the people he cares about, and he strives to become strong only for the people he cares about.

Li Xiao didn't open his eyes, but he had an answer: "Guard, get more powerful power, and protect the people and things I am." ”

"Very good, if you can not forget your original intention, this "Nine Turns Immortal Formula" can be regarded as the right inheritance. The voice said with a look of satisfaction.