Enter the Immortal Cultivation

The fact that "Wang Qi is not an immortal" has greatly shaken Zhao Qingfeng's three views. More than once, he injected some strange power into the opponent's body, exploring the opponent's soul, trying to find even a trace of "immortal" residue.

Different from the "heretic monks" in Yangshen Pavilion, he is an immortal who practices Zhengfa. He is extremely sensitive to the characteristics, attributes, and even the residue of immortals of the same level.

Moreover, all immortal souls have undergone many qualitative changes. This qualitative change is like nuclear fusion converting light elements into heavy elements. It is a permanent effect. Unless there are a few special attacks, the immortal characteristics will not be erased, and they can constantly enter new blank souls to be reborn. This kind of power after qualitative change is also extremely sensitive to immortal energy and immortal power, and is better able to absorb immortal energy and exert its mystery than ordinary souls. As long as it is stimulated in the right way, the "immortal" part of the soul of the banished immortal will quickly grow and devour the "human" part.

However, Wang Qi does not have this characteristic at all.

And if the fact that Wang Qi was not an immortal only shook Zhao Qingfeng's three views, then his condensed "divine body" speech completely subverted his cognition.

"Why?" Zhao Qingfeng took half a step back: "Who are you? Why do you occupy my divine body?"

"'I', I am 'I'." The huge divine body showed a warm smile: "You are also 'I', can't you feel it?"

Zhao Qingfeng suddenly panicked: "'I'? Then...who am I?"

He, whose Shinto cultivation and knowledge even surpassed that of the entire Shenzhou, had already noticed it. There is no external will in the divine body. It's all his own thinking.

But how can one person have two minds?

"'I' is naturally 'I', but you are also Zhao Qingfeng." The god said something that was difficult to understand.

Wang Qi raised his head in confusion and looked at the god. In other words, looking at the immortal will shrinking in the divine body. Logic has become his instinct, so he understood the true meaning behind this sharp move faster than Zhao Qingfeng.

The will within this divine body is one with Zhao Qingfeng.

But "Zhao Qingfeng" is an independent individual.

In other words, the person "Zhao Qingfeng" is not an immortal. What really serves as an immortal is the "immortal consciousness" in Zhao Qingfeng's body?

The one opposite is the real immortal?

"Do you understand now? 'Exalted Immortal' is actually a different kind of disease. A parasitic disease. Immortals do not regard the host as a part of themselves." Feng Luoyi's voice once again spoke to the king. Saki's ears rang. He, who had been invisible since just now, reappeared in Wang Qi's consciousness: "Immortals are terrifying monsters. Their breath is enough to exterminate all living things. If you take a deep breath at a star, the life of the sun will also be shortened. The extraction of a large amount of spiritual power will cause the star's spectrum to shift slightly towards red, accelerating its entry into old age."

"More importantly, they can't be killed."

"Even if the body is destroyed. Even if there is only a trace of the remnant soul or a mark left, they can come back again. Not just people, they will be parasitic in the souls or bodies of all living creatures. Those creatures will be brought by the remnant soul. Lingxi, walking on the path they once walked, the body and soul are closer to the parasite, and then become the best nourishment for the immortal to resurrect. Part of it. However, it takes only a thousand years for a person who has been banished to become an immortal to become an immortal. How can he live for more than a hundred thousand years?"

"Zhao Qingfeng is not his real body, he is just a host who makes wedding clothes for others."

While Feng Luoyi was explaining, Zhao Qingfeng seemed to have lost his soul, holding his head and muttering to himself: "I am Zhao Qingfeng. 'I' am not Zhao Qingfeng... Then who am I?"

who I am?

Why do I do these things?

Why do I consider myself a fairy?

Am I a fairy?

Zhao Qingfeng's confusion made Wang Qi feel cold. The thoughts that vaguely flashed through my mind were brought up again.

Can I really be considered a Chinese or an Earthling? Am I just a ghost from the earth "parasitizing" the body of this Chinese person?

The gods did not give Zhao Qingfeng much time to be sad or confused. He put his hands on his shoulders and made a strange courtesy: "Okay, 'I', the divine body you have worked so hard to build has been completed. Staying here will only attract attacks from heretic monks. Let's go, let's go, 'I' go!"

This weird pronoun makes people feel awkward. However, Zhao Qingfeng's expression changed drastically. He pulled out his sword and said angrily: "I am me! I am the Holy One in Heaven! Don't even think about eating me!"

"Hahaha, you are me, I am me, I am you, you are you." The great god put his hands on his shoulders and said with a smile: "Come on, come on! Stop, stop, stop!"

"Go to hell with your mother!" Zhao Qingfeng was furious, and all his magic power was concentrated on the sword. He gathered all his boundless power and accumulated it to make a mighty sword strike. This sword can split mountains. However, a strange feeling emerged from his heart. He felt that his judgment was beginning to distort, and his mind was undergoing an irreversible qualitative change. Part of the soul is highlighted, and thinking undergoes a qualitative change with the qualitative change of the thinking organ.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Zhao Qingfeng dropped the sword and clasped his scalp with his fingers, blood dripping from his forehead. At this time, the Tao Xin Chunyang Curse he had hit became his only life-saving straw. Paranoid and illusory to the point of wanting to open up the world and make the world obey my will, the crazy desire held up the last glimmer of light in Zhao Qingfeng's heart.

This is a city's delusion. Looking directly at part of the power in the Nascent Soul stage, it seemed as if he was being shocked mentally. It is difficult for the distracted monks to fight head-on.

But this time, the opponent Dao Xin Chunyang Curse met was a real immortal. His long life has separated his consciousness from the human realm. How does the obsession of mortals in a city affect him?

The divine body laughed like a real Buddha: "Good Taoist heart, good cultivation!"

This "firmness" that has entered the realm of madness deserves praise from the immortals, but it only deserves one praise.

"Something" descended from the darkness. The will seems to have the ability to interfere with reality. It turns into a ladder, clearly marking all living beings as upper class - the lower class will never be able to resist the upper class.

This is a suggestion spell, but it's the type where "even if you know it's an illusion, you can't save".

"Dragon's... majesty..." Wang Qi recognized this magical power. Since mastering the three basic magical powers of the Dragon Clan, he has paid special attention to another intelligent race on this planet.

His teeth began to chatter. He didn't feel fear per se, but the uncontrollable physiological reaction forced him to fear. This may be one of the highest-level illusions on the planet. The Dragon Clan's sculpting over hundreds of millions of years has made the "Dragon's Majesty" more effective than most Yangshen Pavilion magical powers.

Then, Zhao Qingfeng clasped his hands together and smiled at the great god: "The golden jade lock is opened here, and you know who I am today."

The cold and cruel Buddhist verses and Zen techniques made Wang Qi feel sick.

"You've got 'me'." The god body smiled.

Zhao Qingfeng nodded: "I got them all."

"Then let's go."

"That's a good idea."

"What should I do about this Wang Qi?"

"Eat it. His spiritual wisdom. Great tonic."

"It should be delicious."

"yes, I'."

Wang Qi struggled to stand up, but found that he couldn't do it anyway. The majesty of the dragon is so terrifying that any living thing will be affected by it.

"Why...could it be that the banished immortal...is actually a dragon?" Wang Qi's thoughts were intermittent with the True Mirror of Ten Thousand Immortals. The connection to the inner demon network cannot be maintained.

Zhao Qingfeng walked towards Wang Qi with a smile: "You are the best food I have ever eaten in this world. Very good."

The way he looked at Wang Qi was full of admiration, and the way he looked at the world was full of love. But this kind of approval is the approval of the food; this kind of appreciation. It's just the emperor's praise for the cook.

At this moment, a cry of pain came from Lu Wan's side.

A finger was removed from Lu Wan's forehead. At this moment, Feng Luoyi used the magic power of his heart to condense his magical body and stood in front of Lu Wan. The magic power he could use was not high, but Lu Wan, who had just killed the distracted monk, was like a toy or a doll, and could only be manipulated by Feng Luoyi.

Feng Luoyi nodded to Zhao Qingfeng: "It is indeed a good test method. It is harmless to ordinary people. It is possible to find out the Exiled Immortal Alliance. As expected, only you Exiled Immortals know how to deal with the Exiled Immortals."

Zhao Qingfeng was shocked: "You are... I remember you! It's you!"

"The Immortal Alliance has been studying banishing immortals for many years, but they still can't find the right method." Feng Luoyi said calmly. It's not like Zhao Qingfeng at all, it's like facing a life and death enemy. He looked at his fingers and sighed: "So that's it, immortal power... immortal energy... this is a blind spot in our research." As he spoke, he appeared in front of Shu Rongrong again and pointed his finger at her forehead. Shu Rongrong trembled all over and twitched in pain.

Zhao Qingfeng's physical body shouted: "What's going on?"

The divine body shouted: "Is there a lie?"

Feng Luoyi nodded: "It's a scam."

The divine body is no longer calm. However, the attraction of the complete immortal soul to him was too great. He couldn't help but reach out and grab Zhao Qingfeng's body on the ground, hoping to rescue some of the immortal souls in it. But suddenly, the divine body lost control, and the immortal was pinned to where he was, unable to move!

"I also made some manipulations in the condensation of this divine body." Feng Luoyi calmly revealed another fact.

The immortal's reaction was nothing short of unpleasant. Realizing that it seemed unlikely that he would gain full immortal power. Therefore, he retreated to the next best thing, allowing his divine body and physical body to connect heart-to-heart with the original body, and transmit the insights of "Zhao Qingfeng" back to the original body.

"This is the moment I've been waiting for." Feng Luoyi's hand condensed into an ever-changing regular three-dimensional figure. That is a three-dimensional projection of a four-dimensional cell body. And in this case, it also represents something else, something terrible.

For example, the divine plague spell.

The Divine Plague Curse is not a traditional curse. It is similar to the Inner Demon Curse. It is essentially data that can pollute the human soul, as well as the spiritual power that carries these data. The most terrifying "computer virus" was transmitted from the Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion, and then Feng Luoyi stuffed it between Zhao Qingfeng's eyebrows.

The fatal divine plague was mixed with Zhao Qingfeng's immortal insights and poured into the immortal's current body.

"Ahhhhhhh!" The god roared angrily. The Divine Plague Curse has crushed the opponent's consciousness at the level of consciousness for hundreds of thousands of years.

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me!" It shouted angrily: "The soul of an immortal is indelible! You are doing useless work! Useless work!"

Feng Luoyi's expression remained calm: "It is confirmed that the Divine Plague Curse is effective on immortals. The next step is to prove whether the power of the sun can erase the souls of immortals."

Wang Qi felt that his connection with the Heart Demon Network was cut off. But now was not the time to care about this. He looked up blankly and saw a star light up in the sky.

"Fuck... this seems to be... space-based?" (To be continued ~^~)

PS: The first update is here.