chapter 2 Chapter 2 Forging immortal veins in One Day

"My poor Taoist Mike comes from the Middle State Country. Fellow Taoist also traveled outside his body and passed through this place?"

"Middle State Country!?"

John Miller was shocked. He had heard of Middle State Country when he was very young. Legend has it that Middle State Country has countless powerful people and a vast territory. It is a true first-class empire.

But this is just a legend. He has never seen anyone from Middle State Country. Some people even say that Middle State Country does not exist in the world at all!

"Wait a minute, your Godly soul is a little weird, hey... you are a soul out of body, not a Nascent Soul Soul?"

Taoist Mike suddenly let out a light sigh, and the next moment he raised his hand and struck with a palm.

John Miller subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but when he opened his eyes, he found that his soul had returned to his body.

"He's an ordinary person!? It's strange. How can a mere mortal have such a strong Godly soul and be able to leave the body on his own?"

Taoist Mike's voice sounded again.

John Miller calmly bowed his hands in a certain direction: "Senior, this junior is just a warrior who has been Mana. He has let senior down."

"Disappointed? Hahaha, how could I be disappointed? I had been traveling around the world for hundreds of years and planned to go back, but I accidentally found a piece of jade like you. It was fate. Your Godly soul is naturally strong and majestic, and you are a good candidate for cultivating immortality. "

Taoist Mike laughed.

He is now out of the Nascent Soul, and his laughter can only be heard by John Miller and will not disturb the rest of the General's mansion.

"Cultivation of immortals!? Senior...are there really immortals in this world?"

John Miller was startled for a moment, and the fairy standing in the scorching sun kept appearing in his mind.

"You are from a Nineveil Empire. It is not surprising that you have never seen a monk. I don't know if there are immortals in the world. I only know that our methods are like gods to you."

Mike smiled lightly and said, "I plan to accept you as a closed disciple, are you willing?"

John Miller was silent for a few breaths: "This junior's Mana has been destroyed, I'm afraid he won't be able to practice again."

"Mana? That's what you martial artists call the Sea of ​​Qi that we Refining Qi as immortals. As far as I know, you martial artists have three realms: Human Realm, Mortal energy, and Heavenly energy. Each realm is divided into four smaller realms, right?

But we monks don't have so much to say. Refining Qi to build the foundation pill Nascent Soul, your Heavenly energy can barely compete with the peak of Refining Qi. "

Taoist Mike said proudly.

John Miller was extremely shocked.

"I have to rush back to Middle State Country for business. If you are willing to become a disciple, I will take you to Middle State Country with me."

Mike urged.

Heading to Middle State Country?

A wry smile appeared on John Miller face, he cupped his fists and saluted: "This junior cannot leave."

When he leaves, who will clean up the mess left behind?

My father's hair has turned gray, and my grandfather is unable to know life and death. Even his second uncle has worked hard for the family and Daxia in the past five years, leaving behind wounds that are difficult to heal. He has to rely on a wheelchair to travel.

"You don't want to leave with me? What is there in this little place worth remembering? As long as you follow me, I guarantee that you will be promoted to golden elixir within a hundred years, and it will be easy to come back then."

Taoist Mike was a little stunned.

"My parents are here and we are not traveling far. The younger generation has to stay and clean up some messes, which disappoints the seniors."

John Miller sighed lightly.

"Tsk, tsk."

Mike looked at John Miller repeatedly: "Everyone in the world admires immortals. If anyone knows that he will become my closed disciple, even if he breaks his legs, he will crawl to Middle State Country, but you are not willing to go with me.

This is the rule of our sect. Close disciples must practice within the sect. If you don’t want to go, I can’t accept you as a closed disciple. But it’s a pity that your talent is wasted.

Let's do this. I will teach you the entrance method of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. From now on, you will be an outer disciple of the Three Thousand Dao Sect of Middle State Country . You are allowed to practice here, as long as you return to the sect to registration after being promoted to Foundation realm . "

After saying this, Taoist Mike raised his hand and shot out a spiritual light, which penetrated into John Miller's eyebrows.

In an instant, John Miller felt that there were many more memories in his mind that did not belong to him. These memories were constantly intertwined and gathered into a bright golden book [Introduction to Three Thousand Taoist Methods]

John Miller perked up, opened it gently, and immediately immersed himself in the method of cultivating immortals.

Unknowingly, the spiritual energy from heaven and earth continued to gather and pour into his body. These spiritual energy circulated in his meridians, nourishing his body. He had not practiced martial arts for several years, causing his Qi to be exhausted, but under the nourishment of these spiritual energy, Qi are also constantly getting thicker.

Soon, the spiritual energy passed through the incomplete Mana, but they had no intention of staying in the Mana and continued to operate.

The sun sets and the moon rises, the moon disappears and the sun appears.

John Miller stood motionless for a whole day and night.

The maids of the General's mansion were whispering around, and they quickly shut up until Lindar Miller and the others arrived.

"John, did he stand from yesterday to today!?"

Lindar Miller lost her voice.

"Sigh... Maybe the news of his marriage made him feel unhappy. Your John is extremely angry. How could he accept his marriage into the Miller Family?"

A middle-aged man sighed softly. He looked at John Miller figure as straight as a peak, with a flash of distress in his eyes.

He is the head of the Fang family, Blake Miller.

As a strong Power Qi, he should have good looks, but at just over forty years old, both of his temples are graying, and the wrinkles on his face are increasing day by day.

"Father, can't you refuse the emperor? If John goes to Greenfield Country, I'm afraid his life will be worse than that of a pig or a dog!"

Lindar Miller said with a trembling voice.

"In the past five years, the power of Greenfield Country has become stronger and stronger. On the other hand, our country in Daxia has become increasingly depressed. Emerson Tyler said on behalf of his daughter that he must join the Xiao Miller Family without any means, otherwise he will lead his troops to destroy the capital of Daxia.

"This sentence is not a joke, nor is it a big talk. If you refuse, Daxia will be destroyed soon. If you agree, there may be room for change. You can't help yourself..."

Blake Miller eyes were slightly red.

"Auntie, is there nothing we can do?"

Lindar Miller whispered.

"Although your aunt is a queen, she still puts Daxia first. She also understands the reason. What can you do?"

Blake Miller shook his head slightly: "Tomorrow Kristie Tyler will bring people to Kyoto in person. Your John will need to show up at that time. Go and persuade him to go back and rest."

at the same time.

A crystal clear immortal veins condensed in John Miller body. In an instant, all the spiritual energy seemed to belong to him and poured into this immortal veins.

The twelfth level of Refining Qi is the process of condensing the immortal veins.

The first immortal veins has been formed, and John Miller once again sets foot in the extraordinary realm. This time, he is not a martial artist, but an Immortal cultivator!

"Creating immortal veins in One Day? Hahaha, your talent is really good. Remember, after Foundation realm, come to my Three Thousand Dao registration!"

Taoist Mike laughed loudly, turned around and stepped out, then disappeared without a trace.

John Miller gradually woke up and bowed in the direction where Taoist Mike disappeared. His heart was full of gratitude. Mike Yunhe's move changed not only him, but the outcome of hundreds of millions of creatures in the entire Great Xia!