Let's debut, fairy!

Chapter 149 True Immortal of Spirit Control
Meng Bai arrived home at around four o'clock in the afternoon.

To his surprise, the gate was locked, indicating that his family had gone out to run errands.

That's good, it allows me to focus without distractions.

I took out my keys, opened the door, and put my luggage away.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower and change his clothes.

He locked the door to the room, drew the curtains, took out a long table from the storage space, placed an incense burner on it, and lit the Jade Lotus Incense.

Whether it's effective or not is unknown, but the main point is to make sure the sense of ritual is right.

He took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the futon, and looked inward at the Spirit Control True Immortal Dao Fruit that had been catalyzed by Su Xintang's spiritual god position within his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ancient texts say that there are three realms of True Immortal of Spirit Control: Minor Success, Major Success, and Perfection. Once one enters the realm of True Immortal of Spirit Control, whether it is Minor Success, Major Success, or Perfection, one's lifespan can reach 1,200 years.

"If I swallow that Dao Fruit, will I be able to live for 1,200 years?"

He muttered something to himself, and for a moment, Meng Bai felt a sense of unreality.

Twelve hundred years have passed, and the world has changed dramatically.

Calming his mind, Meng Bai used his consciousness to pluck the Spirit Control True Immortal Dao Fruit.

The moment it was plucked, the Dao Fruit shone brightly, transforming into wisps of pure and mysterious energy that merged into Meng Bai's body and soul.

Immediately afterwards, a seed appeared out of nowhere.

This seed is neither in the sea of ​​consciousness nor in the body; it seems to reside between the body and the soul.

The seeds began to sprout, and the root system slowly grew, like veins, gradually covering Meng Bai's entire body.

It's unclear how long it grew, but its root system eventually formed a human-shaped form.

The radiance of the Dao began to manifest in the root system.

Five fist-sized wisps of five-colored energy condensed in the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys of the root system.

These five energies acted like five pumps, constantly driving the flow of Daoist energy between the roots. With each flow, Meng Bai felt his physical body become stronger.

In this way, the Daoist energy circulated for a full three hundred and sixty cycles before gradually slowing down.

Surprised, Meng Bai opened his eyes.

With a flick of his wrist, a magical dagger appeared in his right hand. He channeled the incense energy into the dagger, then plunged it fiercely into his left forearm.

"Hiss~~" Meng Bai gasped.

It wasn't the pain, but rather a sense of awe at the strength of one's own body; the ritual implement, infused with incense, had exerted so much force yet failed to pierce one's skin.

"If that's the case, what will we do if we need to have blood drawn in the future?" Meng Bai's mind started to wander.

He even considered getting a gun and shooting himself in the hand to see if his physical strength alone could penetrate it.

He was the contestant who killed fifty-six people in one night and even kept records of the corpses.

Meng Bai's mindset is now far removed from that of ordinary people.

It happened while he was lost in thought.

The stem of the fairy flower above the root system was also growing. When it grew to about a foot long, it split into three branches.

There is only one leaf on each branch.

The three leaves swayed gently.

With each gentle sway, Meng Bai felt his soul solidify a little more.

With each gentle sway, Meng Bai felt his perception of his surroundings become clearer.

Gods have divine thoughts, and immortals also have divine thoughts. Here, "god" refers to "spirit," not deity.

If immortals and gods do not cultivate special divine powers, and rely solely on instinct to unleash their divine thoughts, there is not much difference between them.

In fact, the range of a god's divine thought is even greater than that of an immortal.

Since the beginning of God's existence, God has had the responsibility to investigate the world. Divine thought is the necessary skill for investigating the world, and it is a specialized skill.

Immortals, on the other hand, place more emphasis on their origins, making it easier for them to cultivate special divine senses, such as the spiritual eye that can see through formations.

It is worth mentioning that there are many formations, magical artifacts, and even magical abilities that can block divine thoughts.

However, Meng Bai and Su Xintang were both from the lower class, and many common knowledge of the scions of powerful families was a secret to them. There were some things they simply couldn't access.

Time keeps flowing.

Night gradually fell.

The five elements reshape the body, while the three flowers nourish the soul; the spirit and body are cultivated together.

Meng Bai's aura was still rising, and his divine sense had covered an area of ​​about ten miles in radius. However, maintaining this was quite costly, and if he wanted to focus on something, the cost would be even greater.

He could sense that he was evolving towards a completely new state of life.

A wisp of mysterious immortal energy emanated from his body, blowing in all directions like a gentle breeze.

In the flowerbed under the cover of night.

The seedlings of the Chinese tallow tree, dug up from Hegu, slowly unfurled their branches and leaves, and sprouted small flower buds.

A white crane that had come to Poyang Lake to spend the winter suddenly landed on the red glazed tiles of the third-floor roof. Then, two, three… six…

They flapped their wings and danced gracefully.

Meng Bai opened his eyes, gently waved his hand, and without using any magic or divine sense, the six white cranes seemed to receive a signal. After circling a few times, they flew away in a line.

Also departing were countless snakes, insects, rodents, and various small animals that had gathered there. And just then...

Meng Bai suddenly felt unwell.

It's like the discomfort of being extremely thirsty and wanting to drink water, or the discomfort of feeling suffocated and wanting to breathe.

In an instant, Meng Bai realized that his process of becoming an immortal was not yet over.

I just reached the Lesser Completion of the Spirit Control True Immortal realm, which consumed the energy of the Dao Fruit.

Now that his energy is depleted, he still needs to refine his Qi to transform it into immortal energy to replenish himself. There is practically no immortal energy left in his body, making him resemble a "dried-up corpse."

So he closed his eyes and concentrated, preparing to absorb the incense and transform it into immortal energy.

But the next second, he opened his eyes again, only to find that the incense that could originally transform into divine power could no longer turn into immortal energy!

"Since Earth has no spiritual energy, do we still have to go to the He Gu region?"

So he quickly contacted Su Xintang using the butterfly, without saying anything else, only asking, "Is your cave safe?"

Su Xintang is currently visiting her master Yuan Zhong at the Purple Lotus Temple.

Hearing this, he paused for a moment, then instinctively replied, "It's safe. I emptied my savings to buy an array that isolates divine senses and set it up in the cave. Do you want to come back?"

“Yes.” Meng Bai immediately initiated the time travel.

Ten seconds later, he appeared inside Su Xintang's cave.

Yu Xuanchen was also taken away, so there is no one here.

Meng Bai disregarded everything else and sat down cross-legged to cultivate his Qi and become an immortal.

At that moment, he didn't even realize that his own body was appearing in the River Drum for the first time.

Countless streams of spiritual energy surged toward Meng Bai, forming a vortex around him.

One, ten, a hundred...

Meng Bai finally experienced firsthand how fast a True Immortal could refine Qi. In just five minutes, he had refined a hundred strands of immortal Qi.

Previously, when using Yin Shen Po to refine magical power, it would take about two hours to refine one hundred strands of magical power.

The butterflies of Su Xin Tang contacted us again: "You're back?"

"Correct."

"Do you need me to come over?"

“No need, it might be better if you didn’t come.” Meng Bai pondered for a moment.

"That's true." Su Xintang thought so too, and then asked, "Have you become an immortal?"

"It's done."

"Have we turned into children?" Su Xintang asked expectantly. If everyone turned into children, then no one would laugh at anyone else.

"What?" Meng Bai didn't understand.

"No...it's nothing. You go ahead with your work, I'll protect you from the outside."

"No need to come. If there's danger, I'll just leave." After saying that, Meng Bai spread his divine sense, covering the surrounding ten miles.

Spiritual energy continuously flowed in, and the fairy flower absorbed the spiritual energy, transforming it into immortal energy, which was continuously poured into Meng Bai's body.

Five hundred... one thousand... three thousand... six thousand...

Ten thousand!

Fifteen thousand!

About seven hours later, Meng Bai suddenly opened his eyes, astonished: "Xin Tang only has eight thousand strands of magic power and less than three thousand strands of incense, yet I can store fifteen thousand strands. And I still have enough to use?"

After marveling at the sight, he was surprised to find that the cave, which was originally constructed of mountains, was now filled with flowers of all colors. There were even vines with bright red fruits climbing on the cave walls.

"This……"

"Is this the difference between a true immortal and a god?"

"That can't be right. Surely not every True Immortal's Qi Refining process is like this?"

Meng Bai reached out and plucked a red fruit from the vine.

Su Xintang is right. After becoming an immortal, one's control over immortal energy naturally undergoes a qualitative leap.

I picked up the fruit and looked at it, only to find that it also contained a magical aura.

"Hey~"

"If that's the case, we won't lack fairy fruits to eat in the future."

Meng Bai laughed, put it in his mouth and tasted it, then immediately spat it out.

That's so damn sour.

Is this what the fairy fruit tastes like?
I'll ask Su Xintang to find a dessert of the same kind for crossbreeding another day.

While thinking, Meng Bai picked the remaining fruit and put it into his storage space, intending to take it back for his family to eat.

After doing all that, he stood up, just about to contact Su Xintang again, when suddenly he froze.

He finally realized that something was wrong with his body.

"Holy crap, the physical body has arrived?!"

(End of this chapter)