Enter the Immortal Cultivation

"So that's it..." Wang Qi quickly understood: "These insects can't completely refine the immortal power, so their magic power, although it has its own characteristics, still retains the remaining characteristics of the dead immortal."

This is like changing a few notes in the same piece of music, or repeating a certain section several times, or speeding up or slowing down the rhythm - these changes cannot be regarded as "re-completing a piece of music".

This is just a "variation" of the same piece of music.

And the magic power of all insects on this planet is considered a "variation" of that immortal.

In other words, only certain skills are needed to complete this operation.

Because, the "commonality" of the magic power of each of them is greater than the "individuality".

If there are only one or two individuals, then the individuality of the magic power can still be compared.

But if many magic powers gather together, then a small number of different "individualities" will be covered up, and the effect of "commonality" will be amplified.

This is like saying... In a photo full of people, you may not be able to easily find a specific face - even if that person is very familiar to you.

"That is to say, under certain conditions, these fleshworms can really do this kind of thing..." Wang Qi praised: "Due to the environment, their skills are very good in terms of the 'quantity' of mana. In this way, the power of the masses is gathered... Although it is difficult to reach the level of a true immortal, it is not comparable to the Mahayana stage."

The moment when the Mahayana stage ascends to immortality, many "qualitative changes" will occur, and the strength will have a big leap.

Therefore, such a cluster is still nothing in the eyes of ordinary immortals.

However, this planet has been polluted by immortal power, and all individuals have been disturbed. At the beginning of the practice, they will certainly be diligent and brave because of the rich spiritual resources, but when it comes to the stage of splitting the spirit and transforming the mind, it will be extremely difficult.

If the remaining characteristics of the immortal in the practice are not erased, it is impossible for me to be the same as the law.

Therefore, the Mahayana stage is already the theoretical limit that the natives of this planet can reach.

Even the "Mahayana stage" is only a "theoretical limit". In fact, if it is not the immortal incarnation with the essence of an immortal, such as Wang Qi's incarnation, or the exiled immortal who retained more power during the calamity, it is almost impossible to become a Mahayana cultivator on this planet.

Therefore, the power gathered by this strange ritual is extremely valuable on this planet.

In the insect swarm, the masters who participated in the "tattoo" endured great pain. They did not choose to let themselves sleep, but they could not interfere with the flow of spiritual power, causing the Qingxie Sect to notice their existence.

This feeling is like a rope passing through your body, passing through the other end, and then being stretched continuously. And they have to resist the instinct of muscles to search for and clamp the rope.

Kong Yuanzun desperately extended his tentacles. He is a half-step Mahayana, and his muscle toughness is far stronger than that of ordinary talismans. The eye handle raised his eyeball from a tricky angle and observed the Qingxie Sect with his peripheral vision.

The Qingxie Sect took a deep breath.

Yes, it was this power.

This is why he must preside over this ceremony.

The hill people are not only hindered by the immortal power, but also have a special talent.

As long as they sleep themselves when they mobilize their magic power, their power can be merged into other insects without hindrance.

Moreover, there is no upper limit to this process. The more hill people participate, the stronger the power gathered.

This ceremony is an ancient tradition of the hill people.

They believe that all creatures are born from the hills and return to the hills after death.

And this ceremony is to simulate the process of "returning to the hills".

Temporarily eliminate the self and hand over the magic power to other wills for safekeeping.

The original purpose of this ceremony is to pray that this process of "birth and return" can be repeated infinitely, and the hills can continue forever.

This is the process of their prayer.

For the hill people, this ceremony can be called sacred.

Of course, this is the "first".

Because gradually, some monks found that this process is also beneficial to themselves.

The huge mana gathered together can help everyone refine the free immortal power like a millstone. Therefore, if you practice in this state, you will be stronger than an individual.

However, this "sharing" of mana is actually the "redistribution" of mana.

If other insects are allowed to operate this mana for cultivation, the improvement obtained in the final practice is actually randomly scattered among all participants. In this process, some insects can certainly get a lot, but more of them only get a little nourishment, and some insects even lose some mana.

It's like a lucky draw.

Therefore, not all hill people are willing to participate in this ceremony with utilitarianism.

And under the existence of this mechanism, being responsible for "operating" this gathered power is a "fat job" that requires insects with high moral character and status to preside over. According to the rules, he can use this great power to do many things.

When the Qinghu Sect first formed Fu La, it also had the idea of ​​"using a fixed group to gather this kind of power to help me do things." However, due to the organization's ability, the scale of Fu La is always limited. In addition, the great power gathered is difficult to control like a heavy hammer, and is not suitable for high-precision tasks.

In addition, as Qingxie Zong's cultivation level improved day by day, and Fu La's expansion and training gradually couldn't keep up with his pace, he gave up this idea.

On the other hand, the untrained people of Qiuling must be willing to eliminate themselves in peace. Otherwise, this power can't be gathered at all, or it can't be controlled after gathering.

Intimidation and the like don't have much effect at all.

There are really not many insects whose "gathering power" is enough to help Qingxie Zong.

In the distant past, the combined efforts of hundreds of insects could be considered a large-scale ceremony.

So...

"This time, it must succeed."

Qingxie Zong thought so, turned around, turned his back to the huge "mountain", hugged the "King of Silence", retracted his eyestalks, eliminated distractions, and gradually sank to catch the "great power" of this moment.

This time, he is going to "ascend to the immortal".

The concerns of Kong Yuanzun and other insects are not wrong. If this ceremony succeeds, then he will no longer be a strong man that Qiuling can guess.

Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe...

Qingxie Zong's ego was falling, his distracting thoughts gradually disappeared, and his heart was like a still mirror...

"Now!"

At this moment, Kong Yuanzun shouted.

Three streams of light rose from very close to Qingxie Zong.

The three strongest men in the hills under Qingxie Zong, Bulapu, Qingpus and Kong Yuanzun, took the gathered power and raised their claws high to attack Qingxie Zong.

This was the best time.

Kong Yuanzun looked at his main claw with pleasure. Watching it pierce the air, watching it approach Qingxie Zong's back door little by little.

——At this speed, he absolutely could not dodge...

In a flash, Kong Yuanzun only had time to think about this.

That's right, Qingxie Zong was dead. Maybe he couldn't kill Qingxie Zong even if he attacked by surprise, but Bulapu and Qingpus were stronger than him. The three of them joined forces to strike, which should at least severely damage Qingxie Zong!

Therefore, he did not notice that the seven-legged claws under Qingxie Zong were trembling, and they were changing their steps slightly, as if they were going to use the force to turn around and perform a thunder attack in the next moment.

He did not notice the unusual movements of Bulapu and Qingpus behind him.

Bulapu and Qingpus were obviously faster than him, but they fell behind him.

Because the target of these two guys was not Qingxie Zong from the beginning. The two figures drew two beautiful arcs in the air and then rushed towards each other.

"My lord! Be careful!"

"My lord! Assassinate! Retreat quickly!"

The shouts of the two people and the sonic booms produced by the attack shook the four directions. The huge blast caused the air to distort and the propagation of light was affected. And because the immortal power interfered with the spiritual consciousness, Wang Qi did not observe what happened here at that moment!

"What the hell? Are there any folk performances?"

At this moment, the investigator was completely out of the situation.

A complete tourist mentality.

After the blast dissipated, Wang Qi saw an extremely strange scene.

Qingpus and Nabula pierced each other's bodies with their claws.

Kong Yuanzun's attack certainly hit. However, Qingxie Zong turned around, locked the wound with his muscles, and directly twisted off Kong Yuanzun's main claws, and then cut off half of Kong Yuanzun's head with a backhand knife.

Qingxie Zong's face was mixed with two completely different emotions: "sadness" and "surprise". The moment he realized that Qingxie Zong and Nabula had betrayed him, he was ready to eliminate his two right-hand men.

But who knew that in the next moment, Qingpus and Nabula actually aimed their attacks at each other.

This moment of surprise also prevented Kong Yuanzun from being dismembered by him.

Qingpus and Nabula were actually thinking the same thing at that moment. They rushed out with the gathered power, not to assassinate, but to help Qingxie Zong get rid of the most dangerous factor-the Fu La strongman who had been instructed by Qingxie Zong for a long time and was fundamentally different from other cultivators.

That is...

They each other.

There is no doubt that in Qingpus's eyes, Nabulapu is the individual who poses the greatest threat to Qingxie Sect.

And in Nabulapu's eyes, Qingpus poses a certain threat to Qingxie Sect.

They decided to do this a long time ago.

The moment Nabulapu heard Fangye Zhao say "Yinshui Quan is safe and sound", he realized that the situation was irreversible. At this moment, including Qingpus, all Fu La brothers could not be trusted.

Although he said "Just treat it as a mad attack by the adults", in fact, at that moment, he had already made a decision - he must protect Qingxie Sect.

Qingpus thought so too.

Then...

At the moment of facing the sword, they also understood each other's thoughts.

"It's like this..."

"It's so stupid..."