The Terrifying Path of Immortal Cultivation

No one noticed his departure, no one even cared that he had arrived.

All living beings in the world come and go, and if there is no interest in them, who will care about you?

In a primitive forest, a strange man with two heads on his body was walking slowly in this primitive forest.

Its body is filled with strange fluctuations, and the aura it exudes will mutate the surrounding creatures.

Then, these mutated creatures will rush towards this monster and become the food of this monster.

Wherever he walked, an area of ​​ten feet in radius would turn into a dead land.

The two heads were still fighting each other, biting each other, but their injuries had no effect on the other.

The wounds will heal instantly, and the eaten limbs will grow back from the body.

Astonishingly, Lou Xingyue turned into something weird after falling. It was not killed by the monks from the Two Worlds City.

He was slowly heading towards Jinhe City, as if something was attracting him.

Representing Lou Xingyue's head, a twisted face with crazy eyes flashing.

"Kill...kill you..."

"Li Wushuang...Li Wushuang..."

"Black Hand... Black Hand..."

The speech was incoherent, with no complete sentences, only broken words.

Even though Lou Xingyue became weird, he still seemed to remember Li Wushuang.

Maybe it's the wonderful causal connection in the world, or it's the evolution of some kind of heavenly secret.

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Li Qing doesn't know all this, and even if he knows the probability, he won't care, and will even find ways to take advantage of this weirdness.

Sitting on the side boat, two shadow paper figures were pushing below, while other shadow paper figures scattered into the water and were searching everywhere.

Fengshui City is not on the main line of the Taihe River, but on a tributary of the Taihe River.

This river is not too wide, only about ten feet, a river named Shuiquan River.

Because the river is not wide and the depth is only four to five feet deep, there are only some small boats coming and going on this river. There are dense forests on both sides, and most of the area is uncultivated wilderness.

The shadow paper man searches for suitable targets underwater, including some sunken ships within his search range.

The main target is some gold and silver. Although it is not valuable among monks, there are many gangs under his command.

This money can allow gangs to develop rapidly and even penetrate into other cities, villages and towns, thereby forming a tighter intelligence network.

Having money can make the devil push the mill, and having money can make the mill push the ghost.

The role of money is very huge.

He has been doing this all the way, and you have found dozens of various sunken ships. The gold alone is more than 50,000 taels, and the silver is also 200,000 taels, all of which he has packed into a separate universe bag. .

After he conquered the gangs in Fengshui City, he planned to hand them over to them and send them to Two Realms City and Longdao City.

There seemed to be no water monsters in this river, and no signs of any established water monsters were noticed along the way.

There are only some unscrupulous little demons who have just opened their spiritual wisdom and have not officially entered the path of cultivation.

He has no interest in subduing this monster.

Without encountering a suitable target, Li Qing could only summon weird things out of boredom, and after killing them, they turned into essence stones.

At this time, he had accumulated forty curse-level essence stones in his pocket.

"Don't let this way of making money go to waste. You must keep the habit of summoning every day. This is a steady stream of income."

"However, these weirdos can be summoned by me. In other words, their original hometown is not here, but on another level of time and space."

"Is this world really what I think it is?"

"All the skills are learned from somewhere. There were errors and distortions in the process of understanding?"

"Also practicing distortion techniques may cause alienation and fall."

"Then is this wrong understanding really caused by the person himself?"

"Perhaps this distortion itself comes from the place where these weirdnesses come from. It is difficult to say that there is no relationship between the two."

"An act of intrusion?"

He couldn't help but think of the information related to Cthulhu that he had seen in his previous life.

Those mysterious beings in Cthulhu will unintentionally influence and distort other worlds, bringing destruction to those worlds.

Maybe they don't have any malicious intent per se, but just the diffuse light and presence distorts everything.

As for those Immortal Cultivation Worlds that are restrained, they are essentially the result of being invaded by this kind of power.

Taking a deep breath, Li Qing looked up at the sky, feeling an inexplicable depression.

"Maybe there is some kind of terrifying power outside this world."

"I want to grow up faster, and I don't want to be casually sacrificed."

Li Qing's eyes became firmer and showed a hint of solemnity.

The sky was getting dark, and he had traveled nearly a hundred miles along the river.

The sky was hazy, drizzle was falling, and the entire water surface was shrouded in a thin layer of dense fog.

Suddenly, there seemed to be some strange sounds coming from the front.

Music that seemed to be played by various musical instruments quietly reached Li Qing's ears.

Li Qing frowned, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.

A shadow paper figure has attached itself to his consciousness, moving forward from the water.

At the same time, other shadow paper figures also moved in all directions.

He was surprised to find that there was a strange force permeating the river above and below. This force seemed to be a formation, interfering with vision, auditory perception, etc.

However, his shadow paper man was not affected by this power and easily passed through the fog and came outside.

From the perspective of the shadow paper man, the entire river was shrouded in hazy fog, the sky outside was dim, and the sun had already set.

In the area where Li Qing is located, the fog is obviously different. There is a strange power reverberating in it, which is different from other fogs.

Li Qing felt slightly relieved after confirming that the shadow paper man could escape from the fog formation.

Immediately afterwards, another shadow paper man arrived at the location where the sound came from.

At some point a water dock structure appeared on the river.

This is a pavilion built on the water, and various music sounds are coming from the attic.

On the wooden bridge connecting the pavilions, there was a figure standing, holding a red lantern in his hand, with a smile on his face, but their smile looked a little weird.

The wooden bridge connects part to the land and part to the pier.

At this time, several ships were parked next to the pier, and some people on them looked at it with puzzled faces.

Li Qing also felt that his boat seemed to be being pulled and was heading towards the dock.

Li Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, "It seems to be some kind of mountain spirit or wild monster."