Feeling the vast energy flowing through his limbs and bones, Mu Qingxiao's eyes were full of surprise. He murmured, "Earth Immortal, is this the power of an Earth Immortal?"
At this time, the small world was quietly expanding.
The area expanded, the sky propped up, and the mountain range stretched endlessly. It was full of lush greenery. Streams flowed and mountains rose....
Sitting cross-legged on the Black Lotus of Destruction, Mu Qingxiao exuded a noble and holy aura. He closed his eyes and felt the changes in the small world after he entered the Earth Immortal stage.
After he entered the Earth Immortal stage, the small world expanded crazily. It was at least ten times bigger than before.
Besides the small world, what surprised Mu Qingxiao the most was the change in his Inner Core and Spirit Qi, or Immortal Qi.
Surrounded by Immortal Qi, Mu Qingxiao felt that his body was in perfect harmony with heaven and earth. He could cast spells at will. His Spirit Qi changed qualitatively. With a slight adjustment, purplish-black Immortal Qi gushed out of the black Inner Core.
The special purplish-black Immortal Qi was more than ten times stronger than Yin-Yang Spirit Qi.
Comparing the Earth Immortal stage and Tribulation Transcendence stage was like comparing heaven and earth.
Although the two stages seemed to be quite close, it was the difference between a cultivator and an Immortal. His body and strength were not on the same level.
Because his body had been refined countless times, his skin glowed with a fluorescent light, giving people a feeling of indestructibility.
Mu Qingxiao was confident that even if a cultivator at the peak of the ninth stage of the Tribulation Transcendence stage attacked him with all his strength, the latter would not be able to hurt him even if he did not block it.
After quietly comprehending for a while, Mu Qingxiao carefully looked at the black bead in his abdomen with his inner vision.
It was a kind of deep black. Yin and Yang blended together without any other colors. The purplish-black Immortal Qi also looked extraordinary. It was the transformation of the Yin Yang Jade and Spirit Qi.
Mu Qingxiao finally heaved a sigh of relief at this.
A long time ago, cracks had appeared on the Yin Yang Jade, but now it seemed that it was not a sign of breaking, but a precursor of transformation.
No matter what, he had truly stepped into the Earthly Immortal Realm, and his strength had undergone an earth-shaking change.
Due to consuming the Nirvana Pill, the white robe on her body had long turned into dust and scattered with the wind. With a thought, Mu Qingxiao instantly condensed a brand new white robe.
After condensing the clothes, Mu Qingxiao waved her hand, and a sword cry resounded through the nine heavens. The soul sword, carrying the round bead, tore through the air.
"My soul sword has also reached the Immortal grade."
Holding the soul sword in her right hand, Mu Qingxiao's face curved up. The soul sword had clearly changed slightly. Its body was like a mirror, and its hilt was as black as ink. It was incomparably domineering.
Then, her gaze landed on the pink bead in her left hand. Her eyes were filled with tenderness.
The black Neidan changed. The Soul Sword carried the pink bead into Mu Qingxiao's mind and floated above the Black Lotus of Destruction.
After leaving the worldlet, Mu Qingxiao returned to the restaurant. She was slightly stunned when she saw that they were still wearing their pajamas.
Although Mu Qingxiao had no concept of time, it seemed like a long time had passed when he broke through to the Earth Immortal realm. However, the scene in the room proved that he had not left for long.
"Could it be … the Silent Destruction Pill?"
He remembered that after he swallowed the Silent Destruction Pill, his cultivation level skyrocketed, and he immediately stepped onto a grayish-black path.
As for what happened after that, even he himself did not remember much. It was only when the two balls of light guided him that he completely recovered his consciousness.
No wonder it was called the Immortal Gazing Pill. It was a path that could lead one to the Immortal Dao, and at the same time to Silent Destruction.
After thinking for a moment, Mu Qingxiao shook his head. Since he had already entered the Earth Immortal realm, there was no point in thinking about it.
His gaze returned to the room. Looking at the two beauties sleeping on the bed, Mu Qingxiao's white robe dissipated into Immortal Qi. He burrowed under the blankets and fell asleep with them in his arms.
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Early in the morning, the Golden Crow rose from the east.
When the warm sunlight shone into the room through the cracks in the window, Mu Qingxiao raised his brows and slowly opened his eyes. What entered his sight were two beautiful faces.
"Husband."
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao smiled slightly. Under Bai Suzhen's hazy gaze, he turned over and pressed himself on top of her.
Suddenly, there was a burst of sweet moans that made one blush. It was not until noon that Mu Qingxiao left the room with a flushed face.
Just as he opened the courtyard door, Mu Qingxiao was slightly startled. He raised his head and saw an old monk in a red kasaya walking towards the door.
"Amitabha. I am Fahai. Greetings, almsgiver."
Fahai bowed with one hand and chanted the name of Buddha. He sized up Mu Qingxiao with his deep eyes. The young man in front of him seemed to be a little different from yesterday, but he could not tell what was different.
Mu Qingxiao did not want to pay attention to Fahai, but out of courtesy, he nodded slightly in return.
Fahai's gaze swept around the courtyard and looked at Mu Qingxiao cautiously. He did not stop until he was shocked to death. He said, "Almsgiver, your two wives are not humans."
Mu Qingxiao's mouth twitched a few times. He did not know whether they were humans or not. Did he need an old bald donkey to tell him?
Although what he said wasn't wrong, it still sounded a little harsh to the ears.
Of course, if Mu Qingxiao was just an ordinary person, he would have been scared out of his wits by Fahai. However, the latter was destined to be disappointed.
Seeing Mu Qingxiao's calm expression, Fahai frowned and said, "Almsgiver, monks do not lie. Everything I said is true. Your two wives are demons."
"Here, take it."
After saying that, Mu Qingxiao took out a gold bar and placed it in Fahai's bowl. He turned around and was about to leave.
Looking at the gold bar in the bowl, Fahai's expression was extremely stiff. Seeing that Mu Qingxiao still did not believe him, he suppressed the slight displeasure in his heart and stopped him with one hand.
"Almsgiver, if you don't believe me, you can carry this talisman with you. As long as it senses demonic aura, this talisman will automatically burn to ashes."
Mu Qingxiao glanced at him strangely. It seemed that this old bald donkey was determined to break up an affectionate couple.
Moreover, he was using the same method he used on Xu Xian on her.
This talisman might be useful to other people, but to him, it was simply a piece of scrap paper. It was difficult to use it.
Moreover, he had the bloodline of the Phoenix. He was a demon himself. Moreover, his bloodline was the highest among demons.
"You can leave now."
Seeing Mu Qingxiao's calm appearance, Fahai chanted the name of Buddha and did not continue to pester him.
In his opinion, Mu Qingxiao was just an ordinary person. His eyes were ordinary and could not see through the true form of demons. He was only bewitched by the two good skins.
If he wanted to immediately believe that demons and ghosts existed in the world, it would take a process.
Seeing Mu Qingxiao leave with the talisman, Fahai's stern expression finally disappeared. It was replaced by a warm smile.
He believed that once the talisman was burned, Mu Qingxiao would definitely come to him for help immediately.
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