Chapter 430 Picking up a young immortal as a fiancé (26)

Wuming has only one purpose in becoming a cultivator, and that is to ascend to heaven.

However, how easy is it to become an immortal? For thousands of years, countless cultivators have wanted to be reborn and become immortals, but the so-called "immortals" have only existed in legends.

To support an immortal, a huge amount of spiritual power is needed. Not to mention that he cannot find a place with such abundant spiritual power, even if he finds it, his body cannot digest it at all. Wuming

does not want to accept his fate, but even if he is a genius in cultivation and has excellent talent, even if he has already formed a pill, he cannot change the fact that after a long period of time, he will eventually die.

Thousands of years ago, the aging Wuming knew that he was about to die. He walked towards a quiet place with staggering steps. Perhaps he was not destined to die. He walked into a special forest while lost. The

flowers, plants and trees here glowed with a faint blue light, and there was a little water light in the air like a fluorescent light, as if everything here was created by water.

Everything in the world, whether it is human or demon, cannot live without water. To use a common saying, water is the source of life.

Wuming has lived for more than a thousand years, and has never seen such a gorgeous and beautiful scene. He couldn't help but be fascinated. When he realized that he was tired, he found that he was standing on the shore of a pond.

The old and frail Wuming had no choice but to sit on the shore to rest. He leaned against the dark blue trees and felt that it was worth it even if he died in such a paradise on earth.

His breathing weakened and he calmly welcomed death.

The sound of water in the pool attracted the old man's attention.

A boy who looked like a child stuck his head out of the water. He was pure white and his eyes, the same blue as the water, looked at the stranger who came in curiously, with an ignorant expression.

This boy was not like an ordinary person. There were strange blue lines on his face, which extended all the way to his neck and then went down. When he reached the surface of the water, more of his body could not be seen.

Wuming was shocked and saw a long white tail emerging from under the water.

The white scales on the tail were not mixed with any extraneous colors, and faintly flowed with a light light, pure and holy. The boy's tail looked like a fish tail, and also like a snake tail, but it did not belong to either of these two categories.

Wuming had lived for thousands of years and had seen a lot. He immediately thought that this was the "Jiao" in the legend.

Jiao, also known as Jiaolong, is not a dragon. It is said that if you go along the river and into the sea, you can turn into a dragon and become a real "divine creature".

The little Jiao could only turn into a half-human appearance. He was transformed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and in such an isolated place, he had never come into contact with outsiders, and he couldn't even speak. When he saw outsiders, his eyes were full of pure curiosity.

Wuming stood up excitedly, but he took just one step before he fell to the ground due to his poor health. He didn't have the strength to get up, so he stretched out his hand in the direction of the dragon in the water with a pleading look.

The boy thought: The strange two-legged beast needs help.

Just like those injured animals, without his help, they will die and turn into a pile of yellow earth.

Wuming felt that he would soon die, and when he lost the strength to raise his hand, something was put into his hand.

It was a white scale.

The scale turned into spiritual power and merged into his body from the palm of his hand. Wuming's body suddenly seemed to have endless strength. He sat up from the ground, watching the wrinkles on his hands disappear, and scratched his messy hair. The original white hair had turned black.

He became younger!

The water was rippling, and the child with his hands on the rocks on the shore was wagging his tail. He smiled gently, thinking that the two-legged beast he rescued would be like other animals, and after it recovered and jumped around, it would circle around the pool, as if dancing to thank him.

However, the man who had regained his strength stood up, greed in his eyes.

Wuming saw the hope of becoming an immortal, because this child was the best elixir.

He drank his blood, ate his flesh raw, and took all the pure spiritual power in his body for himself.

At first, Wuming did enjoy the benefits brought to him by the alien. His cultivation level increased greatly, and he could deal with any demons calmly, and even earned a good reputation as an immortal.

Everyone said that he could become the first person to ascend to immortality.

Even Wuming thought so, but three hundred years after he ate the dragon alive, the spiritual energy in his body surged.

He thought it was time for him to become an immortal, but his body could not withstand the dragon's spiritual power and was about to collapse. He hurriedly returned to the forest and came to the pond again. To his surprise, he found a white egg here.

The dragon he swallowed alive was nurtured by the spiritual power of heaven and earth and was about to be born again between heaven and earth.

It was because of its birth that all the spiritual power in Wuming's body was absorbed back.

Wuming didn't want to die, so he suddenly thought of a good idea.

He gave up his identity at the time, seized a young talent, and was born with this egg.

Every three hundred years, Wuming constantly tried to swallow the dragon's flesh and blood and completely absorb its spiritual power for his own use. However, every time the three hundred years came to an end, all the spiritual power in his body would be taken back by the newborn dragon.

He had to change his body every three hundred years. Every time he became famous with the dragon's spiritual power, he suddenly disappeared. So people gradually spread the word that every three hundred years, a person would appear and ascend to heaven.

Wuming tried countless times and finally found the problem. He needed to make the dragon willingly offer everything in its body so that the spiritual power in his body would not be returned.

So, when the little dragon broke out of its shell again, the amiable young man smiled and said to him: "I am your father."

The newborn child has a bird-and-bird complex. He believes whatever the human holding him says to him, and becomes the easiest chess piece to manipulate.

But the instinct to survive is engraved in the bones of all creatures. Even so, he who is raised as a son by a man will also want to live.

This is why Bao Longtao saw the scene of the alien in the cage asking for help three hundred years ago.

But it doesn't matter. If this three hundred years fails, Wuming can try the next three hundred years. One day, he will slowly shape this child into the appearance he wants and make him willing to devote everything he has.

Ming Nuannuan was confused about what was happening. She said in shock, "What on earth is going on?"

Wuming's face no longer had the look of a loving father. He asked Wen Xing in a cold voice, "When did you start planning this?"