Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 548: A Kind-hearted Northeastern Uncle Coaxes a Southern Little Potato

"So, if I follow this path to the end, this is the result?"

He Songling's Qi body was surging all over, as if it was about to collapse.

According to his thinking, achieving innateness is indeed innateness. But he is no longer a human being, but a tree or a mineral. His innate qi is just a resource waiting to be mined by innate creatures of the same level.

What’s the difference between this and discovering after ascending that the creatures in the upper realm feed on the ascenders?
The difference is more despair.

The creatures in the upper realm feed on the ascenders, and they treat all the ascenders indiscriminately; but in the current situation, the creatures in the upper realm only target their own three levels of reverse life and the Trinity Gate.

The original three levels of reverse life were a dead end, but my current three levels of reverse life, after practicing for a long time, have become a benefit for myself?

The key is that he has passed this method on.

Although not much has been passed down, and there is no universal application, but what if? What if there is a brilliant person in the younger generation who can really rely on his own improved words and phrases to cultivate into an innate immortal, and then finds that he has become a dish of food, then will he resent himself as the ancestor? Would I be considered the murderer who killed him?
Cold sweat, which should not have appeared, actually flowed down He Songling's Qi body, as if dark clouds turned into rain, and the innate raindrops fell on the ground. In an instant, a gorgeous plant was born on the snow-capped mountains in the northeast in the dead of winter.

"Hehe, I thought I had a good plan, and I boasted that I was invincible below the immortals, and I could trade one for one with those above the immortals, but it turns out..."

He Songling's voice was already filled with despair.

Just like Zuo Rutong, this road is blocked and he cannot switch to another one because the sunk costs are too high and he can't turn back.

Seeing her husband like this, Lu Huizhong in the painting was so anxious that she was sweating profusely and hitting the drawing paper desperately, but she could not escape no matter what.

"What are you doing?"

Just when He Songling was about to choose the same path as Lao Zuo and turn himself into Lao He, the phantom in front of him spoke in surprise.

"Isn't it just that you can't challenge opponents of higher levels? Are you so frustrated? I know that you geniuses can fight back against your seniors as youngsters in the future. You may not be able to accept such a big blow for a while, but you are definitely the one with the biggest reaction I have ever seen.

But I still want to advise you, you have to know that most people can't do it, you don't have to worry about it, as long as you can break through to the innate level. The innate is naturally stronger than the acquired, so naturally you don't have to challenge the higher level. You don't have to be determined to die because of such a small matter, right? Young man, listen to my advice, it's not worth dying like this."

"Oh, haha..." He Songling said in a dull tone, "Break through the innate realm? What's the point of breaking through the innate realm? To be a ball of Qi or a resource that you innate creatures can easily control? Of course I know it's not worth dying like this. I'll send the people back, pack up and set off to the Japanese island, and die together with their damn emperor and those dog war criminals in the military. This life will be worth it."

"Young man, are you confused because of the shock?" The shadow had obviously never seen such a scene before, but out of the unique enthusiasm of the Northeastern people, coaxing the southern little potatoes seemed like an innate skill for it:
"Didn't we tell you that you can control it at will now? After you become an innate creature, everyone will be an innate creature, and everyone will have the innate method of controlling Qi. Who can touch you? If you really can't do it, come back with your uncle. I will stew two chickens for you. Think about it carefully. These old hazel mushrooms of my uncle are from the Wanli era of the Ming Dynasty. Li Rusong picked them personally. They are good stuff, I tell you."

"???"

He Songling raised his head in confusion: "You mean, after I achieve Xiantian, I will no longer be under your control?"

"How refreshing!" The phantom clapped his hands, "We are all equal, who can control who? Do you think I'm the Jade Emperor?"

"Much better." He Songling's ability to adjust his mentality is much better than Zuo Rutong. Even if the phantom is deceiving him, at least he has calmed down. "Uncle, let's go back. Let me try your Ming Dynasty mushroom?" "You kid... are good, you are a real character." The phantom never expected that He Songling would be such a person. In fact, He Songling has been an invincible strong man in the world for too long, and he has become a bit arrogant.

Now that I have come to my senses, I finally understand that when I am weak, I should show weakness. Even if I become an innate, I will be a piece of cake in the eyes of innate creatures, so what? I have always been like this. I can't be strong anymore, and I even forgot the old foundation of the tiger lying on the ground.

What is this called? Forgetting your roots!
You can't be like this. Doesn't this mean that I can't even compare to Zhang Chulan?

"Hold me."

The phantom stretched out his hand, He Songling hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand.

He felt as if he was not grasping a phantom, but a hard stone. As soon as he touched the phantom, his Qi body began to disintegrate and return to his normal body. Only the innate spirit in his mind remained standing, unchanged, blocking the incoming Qi.

Then he saw the shadow carrying him down and crashing into the ground at an extremely fast speed, and still did not slow down.

"Hey, don't joke with me! I'm going home! Uncle, I don't want to eat mushrooms or chicken anymore, please let me go home!"

He Songling was so scared that he screamed.

He is not in the reverse life state now, not even the first level. He is just a mortal body. If he crashes at this speed, it would be a bargain for him to turn into a pile of blood foam.

"call!"

However, the shadow showed no intention of stopping, and took him through the ground and came to the depths of the earth.

"No... How deep is this?" He Songling looked at the underground space curiously, calculating that at the speed just now, he had gone down at least two or three kilometers. If it was any deeper, he was afraid that he would see the mantle.

"One hundred and forty meters above the ground." The shadow waved his hand. "Why can't you bear it?"

"Oh..." He Songling suddenly realized that he had forgotten that this was on a mountain. Going down two or three kilometers would at most flatten the altitude of the mountain.

"Hey, uncle, where are you going?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the shadow disappear. He Songling had just been released from the Reverse Life by him. Perhaps it was because the innate creatures' method of using Qi was too advanced. He wanted to use Qi to re-enter the Reverse Life, but he couldn't do it for a while. He was now in a mortal body, and he was inside the mountain, in a dark hole, and he was very panicked.

"What are you yelling about? Aren't I going to get you a chicken?"

After about ten minutes, I saw a light in front of me, and a weasel came back with two dead chickens in its mouth.

(End of this chapter)