Chapter 592 Mortals and Mortal Snakes

When Xu Hei heard the word Tucson, his expression suddenly became uncertain.

Jiang Jiufeng was startled. He didn't know where he said the wrong thing, and he hesitated.

"This is not what you should ask. Just farm for me. By the way, I will go out for a while and I may not come back for a long time. If I encounter danger..."

Having said this, Xu Hei touched the storage bag.

Jiang Jiufeng thought that the other party would give her something to save her life. But who knows, Xu Hei took out a dagger and said: "When you are in danger, just kill yourself and don't bother me."

Xu Hei threw the dagger made of star iron on the ground, then drove the flying boat and left the mountain gate with the furnace of creation and flew to the outside world.

Jiang Jiufeng looked at the dagger on the ground and froze on the spot, not knowing what expression to make.

But then I thought about it, this was in line with his character.

"How long is long?"

Jiang Jiufeng suddenly wanted to ask, but Xu Hei had already walked far away and disappeared from the end of his sight.

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After Xu Hei left, he returned the Creation Furnace to the sect.

He knew that this magic weapon was borrowed by Zhao Nanqi, and Xu Hei didn't expect it to be his own if he snatched it away. Instead of waiting for the sect to pick it up, he might as well take the initiative to send it back.

Ye Xiao looked a little surprised, and said: "Xu Hei, you came here this time for more than just this."

Xu Hei nodded and said, "Elder Ye, I have one more thing to ask of you."

"But it doesn't matter."

"I want to know the ancestors of the Shenpuppet Sect who transformed into gods in the past generations. What is the process of their transformation into gods." Xu Hei cupped his fists and said.

Ye Xiao knew Xu Hei's thoughts as soon as he heard it, and said: "Although other people's ways of becoming gods cannot be copied, they do have something to learn from and refer to. Go to the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion and see the insights of the ancestors of the past generations. , are all there.”

Xu Hei cupped his hands, then stepped back and arrived at the Zongmen Scripture Collection Pavilion as quickly as possible.

After handing over the core disciple token, Xu Hei went up to the third floor and rummaged through the pavilion full of ancient scrolls.

There are a total of thirty-six ancestors of the God-forming ancestors of the Shenpuppet Sect whose names are recorded in history. There are also some who have not left their names, such as the one from Wuyou City.

Among them, thirteen ancestors have left behind their insights, more or less, some just have a few words, and some have taught them everything they have.

"Sixth generation ancestor Shuize Zhenren, when the moon is full, it will be waning, and when the water is full, it will overflow. The path of practice is like water that is about to be full. There will always be a shortcoming to make it full. Understand the law of water..."

"Mu Taoist, the ancestor of the ninth generation, when the spring comes on the earth, those who compete are born. The essence of wood is competition, and he transforms into a god at the age of 2100..."

"The tenth-generation ancestor, the Blood Demon Son, has made significant progress in the flesh and blood puppet..."

Xu Heiku sat in the Sutra Pavilion and observed for three days and three nights. He read through all the insights left by his ancestors, but he still seemed to understand.

There is a key issue here.

The ancestors of the Shenpuppet Sect who transformed into gods were all humans, but he was a monster. He could not find the process of the monster's transformation into gods.

There was only one person close to him, and that was the half-demon Chen Qinghe, a mermaid monk. During an invasion by alien monks, he swallowed the corpses of two gods before breaking through.

"I also have one of the corpses of the monks who transformed themselves into gods." Xu Guangming said.

His corpse was still a trophy from killing Gu Yunsong of the Ancient Tomb Sect. The corpse was so sinister that Xu Hei never dared to take it out for fear of its transformation.

The names of the cultivation levels of monster beasts were also different in ancient times. They were the psychic stage, the foundation building stage, the monster pill stage, the monster infant stage, and the transformation stage. Only now, assimilated with humans.

In addition, Xu Hei also discovered a pattern.

In ancient times, the world was full of spiritual energy. There were as many as five super sects such as the Shenpuppet Sect, and there were even more god-transforming monks. That was the period when the Shenzhou Star was at its peak. Most of the ancestors relied on their understanding of the laws of heaven to achieve breakthroughs in cultivation, without the need to kill at all.

But later on, the spiritual energy became increasingly thinner, and every breakthrough in the divine transformation stage was accompanied by a large number of deaths.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is insufficient, so one can only rely on plundering others.

As for the disappearance of spiritual energy, Xu Hei once asked people on the battlefield outside the territory and found that this situation occurs not only on the Shenzhou Star, but also on almost all cultivation stars in the mortal world.

To exaggerate, even the spiritual energy is almost exhausted, and there is no one in the divine transformation stage on the entire planet.

There are various speculations about this, but no one has given an accurate answer.

"Why is the spiritual energy getting less and less? Will one day the spiritual energy be completely exhausted?" Xu Hei thought thoughtfully.

After reading the Sutra Pavilion, Xu Hei not only failed to solve his puzzles, but instead found more and more mysteries.

He only understood one thing: it was much more difficult for him to transform into a god than those ancestors.

However, this did not dampen Xu Hei's confidence.

"I promise that Hei is not weaker than humans. If they can transform into gods, I can do the same."

Xu Hei put back the scroll and left the Scripture Collection Pavilion.

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The entrance to the main hall of the sect.

Looking at Xu Hei's leaving figure, Ye Xiao smiled and said to himself: "Xu Hei, there are some things that you have to understand by yourself. If you understand it thoroughly, you can achieve the great road. If you don't understand it, you will stop in this life."

Xu Hei didn't look back, he walked quickly towards the east.

Two months later, Xu Hei completely stayed away from the Xicang Realm. He crossed a strait and entered a vast small country.

In the process of walking, Xu Hei's cultivation aura gradually declined, from the Nascent Soul Stage to the Great Perfection Stage, to the Pill Formation Stage, to the Foundation Building Stage, and then to the Qi Refining Stage.

In the end, Xu Hei's cultivation fluctuations completely disappeared, as if he had become a mortal.

Xu Hei planned to use his mortal body to go all the way east, half a circle around the star of China, and return to his hometown of China, the China of Middle Earth.

"I have been a monster in my life. Perhaps I lack the feeling of being a human."

"Transforming into a human is the only way for all monster cultivators, even ancient monsters."

"Perhaps, this is exactly what I lack."

Although Xu Hei was reluctant to admit it, this is the law of heaven. Only in human form can one better understand the way of heaven. Ask the gods and Buddhas enshrined in the temple, which one is not in human form?

Xu Hei's mind moved, and the monster baby in his body left his body and turned into an ordinary black snake, circling behind him.

It is very dangerous for the Yuanying to leave the body. Very few cultivators would do this.

However, Xu Hei's Yuanying was protected by the Monster God Cauldron, and he hid his breath and turned into an ordinary snake. No one could recognize him.

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In the Jin State, there was chaos and chaos, the devil was rampant, and the people were living in misery.

An ordinary young man in hemp clothes walked into a small border town with his little snake. This place is remote and has not been affected by the war.

Xu Hei bought a manor in the town for 100 taels of silver.

He carried a hoe, stood on the ridge of his own field, took out a handful of watermelon seeds, and scattered them in the field.

The little snake next to him loosened the soil like an earthworm and plowed the land like a cow.