You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 907 Immortal Fruit

Compete with all the heroes for the glory of the world! What a high-spirited and ambitious statement! After hearing it, several people took a breath and looked at Changqing with burning eyes.

Inspired by the heroic spirit, they all stood up. Ling Yu threw a wine jar to Changqing. The five of them held the wine jar and raised it towards the newly born Mingyue, drinking heartily.

Laughter resounded...

The few of them agreed to finish the matters at hand, and when Changqing came out of seclusion, they would go down the mountain together to see the world...

In the end, Changqing still did not return to his Zizhu Peak. Zhong Baixuan stopped him and told him about the person who now occupies Zizhu Peak - Li Yuesu!

"Uncle Shuai had a plan. For the sake of four powerful fighters, he sold me out without hesitation! What a cunning guy." Chang Qing wailed under the influence of alcohol.

"If Bing Zun hadn't masked your presence, they would have come knocking on my door long ago," Zhong Baixuan said with narrowed eyes. Seeing Chang Qing's dejected look, he said, "I'll take care of what you mentioned as soon as possible. Stay in seclusion and don't wander around the sect. We have to get there before that woman notices us."

Walking slowly along the mountain road, the night deepened, the echoes of spirit insects and crickets filled the air, and Changqing stood firm beside a pond: "This stuffy man really knows how to choose a place!"

Spiritual light continuously rises from the spiritual grass beside the pond, illuminating the surroundings like fireflies and blending with the moonlight, making it look like the abode of fairies. It is a natural wonder that is refreshing and pleasant.

He glanced around and nodded in satisfaction, but did not sit down. He closed his eyes slightly, and his mind turned into a particle of light, sinking into a certain acupoint in his heart, where a white light resided. He looked at it twice more, and felt more and more strange. The Yin-Yang grinding wheel slowly emerged from behind the light spot. The cathode seemed extremely heavy, and it was a little sluggish when it turned.

The next moment, a shadow on the surface of the cathode enveloped Changqing into a black shadow like a tide. A thin line from the finger gradually spread out, enveloping the white light in the acupoint and establishing a connection.

The white light woke up in shock, a trace of sword energy surged like a river or sea, a majestic aura spread out, and then suddenly stopped in an instant, but that extremely cold sigh sounded again.

Amidst the evil consequences, a pair of green eyes suddenly opened, and a mysterious connection became clear in his mind.

The evil fruit returned to the negative pole, and the mind dissipated. Chang Qing in the outside world had already opened his eyes: "It's not the inner demon, but the Tao fruit? Why don't you come out and talk?"

The other party was silent for a moment, and soon white mist rose from his pores and condensed in front of him. Soon, an illusory but glowing figure appeared and looked at Changqing.

The two sides just looked at each other, Changqing glanced at him with interest, while Daoguo looked at Changqing with helplessness.

In the end, it was Chang Qing who broke the strange silence: "You once said that you needed to keep a place for me in your heart. Do you really have such low hopes for me? Or do you think I can't achieve anything great?"

Daoguo was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Changqing twice more. It seemed that what he had just seen was just the surface. After realizing that he couldn't see through Changqing, he nodded without hesitation: "That's right. In the past, you acted absurdly, your spiritual roots were extremely poor, and your cultivation was slow. No matter how you looked at it, you were not a good seedling. But now I can't see through you, let alone feel your path. You are full of variables and have become terrifying, like a monster."

Daoguo said this, but Changqing was not annoyed. Instead, he smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment. Then let's talk about you~" He narrowed his eyes and asked with an unfathomable look, "You look like me, but you are definitely not me. Where did you come from? Why did you appear in my body? I have so many questions."

Daoguo remained calm and indifferent, as if he knew Changqing would ask, "That terrifying being traveled through multiple heavens before finding me. You should be able to guess his true intention. I am a retreat, a retreat for those who have nowhere else to go."

"I've been in your body for too long, so long that I've developed consciousness. Unfortunately, I've witnessed the powerful foundation of this body, but I can't control it. Although our fates are similar, you don't recognize me. I hate it. I hate that you're a mediocrity, and I hate that such a good body was wasted on you."

Daoguo sighed, gazing at the moonlight with sorrow, "I never thought of this before, but now I understand. My predecessor was very strong, too strong, yet still couldn't see the truth. They followed the rules, relying on their talents to be too sharp and arrogant. It's ridiculous. They didn't realize they were just a shadow of others, lacking the most crucial thing."

Daoguo's cold white eyes stared intently at the young man in front of him: "They place too much emphasis on talent, and their arrogance has blinded their eyes. But you—are different!

You have mediocre talents, no dazzling halo, and no reputation as a genius. Even your miraculous skills have been arbitrarily altered and discarded. You are so different. If it weren't for this face, I would have thought you were just an ordinary person. Now I see that you are truly strong, the one most likely to survive this multi-million-year conspiracy.

The voice abruptly shifted, and a few traces of sorrow crossed Daoguo's face. "After Daoguo gained intelligence, the memories I inherited were mostly fragmentary. However, I have seen your face appear on several people. However, those people were either drained of their essence and turned into rotten bones, or refined into blood slaves for the cultivation of alien races. When my predecessor blazed the immortal path and ascended to heaven, he was endlessly hunted. It seemed that the entire immortal world was his enemy. After thousands of years of hiding and escaping, he was finally found. When his predecessor's death was about to end, he learned the true reason from his enemies..."

"Oh? Is there another hidden story?" Chang Qing couldn't help but ask curiously.

Daoguo raised his arm and pointed directly at Changqing's face: "It's all because of this face that this happened!"

Daoguo's fingertips lit up, and Changqing was instinctively alert, but the next moment, he felt dizzy and the surrounding environment changed drastically. In front of him was a thatched hut, and every thatch was flashing with fluorescence, which was extraordinary. When the viewpoint turned, he saw birds with rosy glow all over their bodies walking in the yard. Their fiery red wings and overly long tail feathers were obviously not ordinary creatures.

Phoenix bloodline? A bird resembling a free-range chicken, the noble aura it exuded made Changqing believe so.

A slender hand came into view. Though thin, it glided with a sharp and sharp aura. It grabbed a handful of rice and scattered it around. A familiar voice echoed in my ears: "You must be hungry. This is the last time I'll feed you. From now on, you may have to find food on your own~~"

This is……

Changqing suddenly opened his eyes wide. After the rice grains fell to the ground, an aura different from spiritual energy permeated the rice grains. That aura was beyond spiritual energy and more exquisite and profound. The power contained in that one seed alone was probably more than the total power in the body of a peerless person today.

Immortal spirit! Chang Qing felt dizzy, his chest heaving violently, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

The image was actually the Immortal Realm! The Immortal Realm really existed! I never imagined this fruit was a relic left by an immortal.

Before I could appreciate the beautiful scenery of the fairyland, I heard heavy breathing and severe coughing, and I could also hear the person's weakness. As the view shook, I saw the hand covering the mouth with golden blood dripping continuously.