Become An Ancestor In Immortal Cultivation World

Such a scene caused the expressions of many law enforcement disciples to change drastically.

"There are monsters in the fog! Brothers and sisters, go and save people!"

Upon hearing this, several law enforcement disciples immediately rushed into the black mist, without making any sound, as if they disappeared out of thin air.

"Everyone, be careful. This black mist is weird, blocking sight and sound!" A disciple warned.

Many disciples who had not entered the black mist looked shocked when they heard this, and their eyes glanced back and forth on the billowing black mist.

In an instant.

Another huge tentacle came out of the black mist, and a fishy wind blew towards his face.

Everyone who was well prepared attacked one after another, either stabbing or slashing with swords, or striking with fire and lightning.

The tentacle remained unscathed, withstood numerous attacks, and forcibly swallowed a disciple who was unable to avoid it.

This frightened everyone so much that several people turned around and fled with flying swords.

"Go and notify..."

Before a law enforcement disciple could finish his words, a small tentacle emerged from the black mist and wrapped his ankle around his ankle, dragging him toward the black mist.

"Senior brother, help..." The shrill screams were not finished because the disciple was already submerged in the black mist.

This scene made everyone's scalp numb, and the disciples who were still hesitating about running away immediately made up their minds.

Countless rays of light soared into the sky, and everyone discovered that the black mist spread extremely slowly into the sky. As long as you flew high enough, you could stay away from the black mist.

"Junior Brother Wu, save me!"

A miserable cry for help came from behind, and another disciple who was flying slower was swept away by the tentacles in the black mist.

After hearing this, Junior Brother Wu glanced back and saw countless slender tentacles extending out of the black mist, chasing the fleeing disciples.

Seeing this scene, Junior Brother Wu, who originally wanted to rescue him, flew faster and even dragged out the afterimage.

Youdao is a dead fellow, a poor fellow is not a dead fellow, and when disaster strikes, they all fly away. Not to mention senior brothers, even brothers can't do it.

The tentacles chased for a certain distance and then suddenly stopped and retracted into the black mist.

Seeing this scene, the fleeing disciples breathed a sigh of relief and stopped.

After the black mist enveloped the entire Spirit Medicine Peak, it slowly stopped spreading, as if it had reached its limit.

The disciples looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do. You must know that Lin Sheng was in the Foundation Building in the Spirit Medicine Peak. If he was interrupted by the tentacle Monster, it would be a disaster.

"Junior Brother Wu, go and inform Elder Yunzhu!" A disciple reminded him.

Junior Brother Wu nodded repeatedly and flew towards Yunzhu Peak with his flying sword.

"Brothers, do you know what kind of monster this tentacle is? Why does it appear here?"

"I don't know, senior brother, do you think it's a monster kept in captivity by the Pu people? Otherwise, why is it so scary?"

"Two senior brothers, I heard that the elder from Pu is no longer in the sect."

"This makes sense. The elder of the Pu people must have left the sect, and the captive Monster has gone out of control."

"That's right, only the Monster that was overhauled by the Foundation Building can be so scary!"

While everyone was discussing, a ray of light flashed across the horizon, and a white-haired old man appeared in front of everyone, it was the sect leader Song Qing.

Everyone changed their expressions and quickly saluted respectfully: "Disciple pays homage to the sect master!"

Song Qing didn't respond, and stared at the black mist with his turbid eyes, as if trying to see clearly what was inside.

There was no response from the sect master, and the disciples did not dare to discuss it anymore.

Not long after, two more escaping lights flew over, it was Yunzhu and Elder Jianshan.

"Disciple pays homage to the two elders!" All the disciples saluted quickly.

Yunzhu waved his hand, looked at the black fog, his face was solemn, and he said through the voice: "This fog is a bit weird, it actually blocks the consciousness."

Jianshan touched his beard: "If even the spiritual consciousness is cut off, I'm afraid the five senses will be cut off as well."

Song Qing's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with clarity: "I'll go in and take a look."

"Senior brother, wait a minute." Yunzhu stopped him by sending a message, looking at the two law enforcement disciples behind him: "You two, please go into the black mist to investigate."

"Ah?" The two law enforcement disciples who were called looked bitter, while the other law enforcement disciples who were watching stayed away from Yunzhu calmly.

"Ah what? Come in quickly!" Yunzhu looked displeased.

"Elder, there are Monster tentacles in the black mist. The disciples and others are not the enemy of Yihe at all."

Yunzhu looked calm: "No need to worry, I will protect you two with my spiritual consciousness."

As soon as the words fell, the two law enforcement disciples felt as if they were covered with a layer of shackles.

Not daring to hesitate anymore, Yu Jian flew towards the black mist. As the distance shortened, the black mist became calm, and the tentacles that should have appeared disappeared instead.

This immediately boosted the confidence of the two law enforcement disciples. They thought they were elders and the Tentacle Monster was afraid.

As soon as the two of them flew into the black mist, Yunzhu's complexion changed slightly, and the connection with his consciousness was directly cut off.

"How is it?" Jianshan asked via voice transmission.

"I lost my senses." Yunzhu responded in a deep voice.

He couldn't help but look behind him. Unexpectedly, there was no one behind him. The other disciples had flown behind Song Qing at some point.

Feeling Elder Yunzhu's gaze sweeping towards them, many disciples did not dare to raise their heads and look at each other for fear of being called out.

"It's better for me to go." Song Qing looked calm, took steps, and walked directly towards the black mist.

Only monks above Foundation Building can use the Law Weapon Imperial Sky Riding Art. The flight speed depends entirely on the quality of the escape technique. If the escape technique is not used, it is almost the same as walking speed.

As soon as Song Qing entered the black mist, he realized that his five senses were obscured. Except for his consciousness, all other senses and touches were completely lost.

"Sure enough, there are some secrets." Song Qing murmured to himself, and his consciousness swept around him, and a picture of the environment a hundred meters around him appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

At a farther distance, the spiritual consciousness cannot detect it. In the black mist, the spiritual consciousness is extremely suppressed.

"As expected of the Nascent Soul method." A faint smile appeared on Song Qing's lips, covering her body with spiritual consciousness and restoring her five senses.

He walked up the mountain road and saw two law enforcement disciples standing motionless along the way. With a wave of his hand, the two disciples were thrown out of the black mist.

He moved on.

. . .

The world in the heart.

After a period of vigorous spellcasting, Lin Sheng finally pushed the Jidao Color Code to its extreme.

After Lingyu let out an extremely painful cry, it turned into a wisp of black mist and penetrated into Lin Sheng's chest.

What a great word for "shuang"!

Lin Sheng raised his head and roared, but the world did not collapse, which made him a little confused.

After thinking for a long time, Lin Sheng was thoughtful. If everyone is a demon, is he also a demon?

The light of the knife flashed, and Lin Sheng stabbed himself in the chest with the knife. This time, he did not feel any pain, and the world collapsed instantly.

Indoor retreat.

Lin Sheng suddenly opened his eyes. At this time, his energy and energy had reached its peak.

The mind rushed straight into the sea of ​​consciousness, and the powerful spiritual consciousness swept through the whole body and spread outward very quickly.

He saw the comatose Ning Shixue in the Spirit Medicine Garden, the black mist on the Spirit Medicine Peak, the spiritual vortex that changed the color of the situation, and the pouring black rain that blocked the sky.

Finally, I also saw the law enforcement disciples being chased by tentacles outside the mountain peak.

The consciousness covers hundreds of miles, almost covering the entire Evergreen Sect. Every flower, every leaf, every plant and every tree is visible.

‘Is this divine consciousness? It's really mysterious. ’

Lin Sheng's mind turned, and the tentacles that were chasing the law enforcement disciples retracted one after another, very fast, and they retracted into the body in a few dozen breaths.

‘The tentacles were out of control, probably related to the inner demon tribulation, but fortunately it didn’t cause any trouble. ’

Lin Sheng was thoughtful, closed his eyes, and looked inside himself. He saw the eighty-one magic beads at the bottom of his dantian, and couldn't help but grin.

When his eyes moved to the bloody Spirit Root, the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly paused, and then disappeared immediately.

In the Spirit Root, there were actually a dozen unconscious sect disciples lying there. Their faces were pale and they looked like they were seriously injured.

This gave Lin Sheng a headache. Could it be possible to build a foundation but also kill people?

As his mind turned, a tentacle stretched out from his back, swam into the garden, and vomited out all the unconscious people in Spirit Root.

Whether these people live or die depends entirely on God's will, and Lin Sheng can only do this.

As for Ning Shixue, who was also unconscious, Lin Sheng used his tentacles to roll her into the retreat room and put her in the spiritual spring in the hall to recover.

The hundred days have not yet come, and the spiritual energy vortex has not disappeared. At this time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is still washing away Lin Sheng's body.

As the saying goes, "Foundation Building in a hundred days" does not mean that a monk can Foundation Building only after a hundred days, but that the spiritual vortex triggered by the impact of the Foundation Building realm will last for a hundred days.

Lin Sheng calmly concentrated and began to practice the Withered Heart Nurturing Demon Sutra with the help of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth washing over his body.

The black mist that filled the retreat room seemed to be drawn, and penetrated into Lin Sheng's body along the pores, converging on the mana pearls in his Dantian.

Different from the Qi Refining Realm realm, the Foundation Building realm no longer distinguishes specific cultivation levels, and the Foundation Building overhaul realm is distinguished by the amount of mana beads.

Generally, within 100 mana beads is the early stage of Foundation Building, more than 100 beads and less than 200 beads is the middle stage of Foundation Building, and more than 200 beads is the Late Stage of Foundation Building.

There is no such thing as Dzogchen in the realm of Foundation Building. The amount of mana beads depends on the strength of the technique. When there is no way forward, the only choice is Core Formation.

There are thirteen volumes in the Foundation Building chapter of the Dry Heart Nourishing Demon Sutra, each containing eighty-one drops of mana pearls.

The first four floors are the early stage of Foundation Building, the middle four floors are the middle stage of Foundation Building, and the last four floors are Foundation Building Late Stage. Once the last floor is completed, you can directly hit the Gold Core Realm world.

As time passed, a crystal clear black pearl condensed out of the dantian.

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On the mountain path, Song Qing walked, the black mist that filled the surroundings gradually dissipated, and the suppressed consciousness spread to the surroundings.

‘Are you awake? ’

Song Qing was thoughtful, and the spiritual consciousness that lost its suppression immediately covered the Spirit Medicine Garden.

He saw the messy Spirit Medicine Garden and the unconscious disciples in the garden.

. . .

"The black mist is dissipating!" Outside Spirit Medicine Peak, there were many disciples watching, some of whom had experienced it personally, while others were attracted by the vision.

Yunzhu and Jianshan looked at each other, picked up the Law Weapon and flew towards the Spirit Medicine Garden.

In the medicine garden, Song Qing sat in front of the stone table, looking at Qi Guozhiyi on the table, and beside him stood a dozen nervous sect disciples.

Two rays of light fell, and Yunzhu and Jianshan appeared in the medicine garden.

"Greetings to the two elders." All the disciples saluted quickly.

Jianshan glanced at everyone and saw that everyone was weak and looked miserable, so he couldn't help but smile: "What are you doing standing here? Why don't you go back to recover quickly!"

"Disciple, please leave!" All the disciples hurriedly left as if they had received an amnesty.