Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

Thinking, Du En lowered his body.

He held the baby in one hand, and pressed the other hand on the keyhole of the gap blocking the door. With his own space control power, he sensed along the veins and easily and quickly captured the corresponding four supporting nodes.

As long as they were destroyed, this hastily built and gapped barrier door would lose enough support and could be easily defeated, forcing the spirit mother to float back to the surface space.

"Sure enough, it seems quite deliberate. If you really choose to do that, it should be quite dangerous, and it will step by step enter a kind of set routine."

"However, although it is not impossible to use the Phoenix Blood Gun and other means to force the demolition at this moment, it is inevitable that it is not considered and too reckless to use the Phoenix Blood Gun to force the door to break. If this is exactly what the enemy wants to see, it will be another trap."

In the final analysis, it is because of the lack of intelligence information.

So it is impossible to accurately judge what should be done, which is the most appropriate.

There is one thing that is becoming more and more obvious.

Du En felt that he had actually fallen into a trap. The situation in the Queguang Star Realm seemed to be specifically targeting him, guiding his actions step by step.

Overt conspiracy, huh?

Unless I completely ignore it, no, if I really ignore it, there will be other, more terrible developments!

Thinking about it, after remembering the positions of those spatial fulcrums, Du En chose to step out of the back of this surface space and quietly return to the front. He wanted to search for intelligence clues in the Queguang Sect headquarters in the front, and did not intend to rush to "follow the map".

Even if the longer time goes by, the more the spirit mother recovers, and I am afraid that some unpredictable changes will gradually appear!

"That leader runs fast."

When Du En returned to the sacrificial site, the crowd had already dispersed, and the leader Luo Heng had also run away. He might have found that something was wrong and that his life might be in danger, so he ran very quickly and hid very well.

Du En is still reluctant to use his spiritual sense, and he seems to be more cautious.

Because the situation is actually a little wrong.

There are still priests and soldiers who are guarding the sacrificial site. Judging from their performance, they are surprisingly normal and not panicky.

If it weren't for the few words from the priests, he could be sure that they witnessed and remembered Du En's robbery, he would have suspected that their memories were washed away.

"Now it's more like some kind of evil magic, but the strange thing is that the spirit mother is not an existence at the level of resentment, and she seems to be a wild way. She only knows how to wield evil. First, she was stunned by my top-grade magic, and she didn't seem to have encountered any serious magic. Then her first reaction was to fight in close combat, which proved this point. Therefore, there shouldn't be anyone here who can use evil magic. In other words, is the leader a member of our sect and plays the role of a breeder here?"

Based on this possibility, he dared not be careless and should be cautious!

However, before officially starting the exploration of the Queguang Sect's base camp, Du En still had one thing to solve first.

"Hmm."

The baby in one hand had woken up at this time, and was blinking at him with innocent eyes. One of his little hands was a little dishonest, stretching to his mouth and shaking it constantly, and finally sucking it directly.

Obviously, the child was hungry.

"Besides, you can't always hold him to carry out activities. It's okay under normal circumstances, but it's not convenient when fighting at a critical moment..."

Du En thought, walked to a corner, raised his hand and pointed, and a maximum contracted version of a five-foot-tall black armor giant appeared in front of him.

He used the earth and wood holy refining he had just learned to further process it, making it more solid, and the Dao weapon prohibitions extended into it, divided into three layers, like reactive armor, the first layer is a self-destruction defense form, and the second layer is more solid and self-destructive.

And the innermost layer is to break through the air and escape, and can take the baby away at a critical moment.

In order to give him, who was too weak, enough buffer, Du En waved his hand, and the little stone statue unfolded its shell, revealing the inner space. Immediately, a verdant color emerged, and it was the vibrant vegetation growing, weaving a flexible and impact-resistant cradle.

Putting the baby in it, it seemed to be proper and correct, and it would not get sick.

As for food, it was even simpler. It took in some spiritual energy, filtered it, and then diluted and adjusted it to form something that could be said to be spiritual milk.

"Baji Baji~"

The little guy ate happily, but felt that it was a little too little, because there was only a small spoonful.

But it was enough, even too much, and it was enough for him to digest slowly for a while.

"Sleep."

Du En waved his hand and stroked it, and he immediately fell into a deep sleep.

The grass cradle took care of it, and the black armor stone statue closed.

So far, the necessary measures for this side have been almost completed.

At the end, Du En pondered a little and did not cover the ice soul shell again.

Because compared to the abnormal environment here, the hiding effect brought by the Ice Soul Technique is a bit too normal.

Under normal circumstances, it's nothing, but under abnormal circumstances, this normality may be a counterproductive focus.

"Anyway, under normal circumstances, I can take care of this side and won't put him in any danger."

Thinking about this, Du En didn't cover the ice.

Then he turned around and took action.

The small stone statue took a step and followed closely behind. It was dark, and under the illumination of the flames, it was difficult to see the specific outline. With Du En's current ability, even if he did not cast a special concealment spell, the priests and soldiers ignored it intentionally or unintentionally, and did not pay attention to it at all.

He walked out of the sacrificial field directly and heard a little noise. Following the sound, he saw a crowd of people talking in front of the base camp.

"What is going on now?"

"Is the Immaculate Holy Infant sacrificed to the Spirit Mother?"

"The great Spirit Mother will not be angry and abandon her favor and mercy to us, right?"

They were all the believers who watched the ceremony before. After being dismissed, they did not go back home, but because of the uneasiness in their hearts, they crowded at the door of the Queguang Sect base camp, hoping to get an answer that would make them feel at ease.

Obviously, although the leader Luo Heng reacted quickly and was suspected of using evil magic, the time was too short and Du En defeated the spirit mother too quickly, so it was not perfect and left some behind.

Perhaps we can try to start from this side and incite them to revolt...

Just as Du En was brewing, a tall crown appeared in everyone's sight.

It was the chief priest.

He brought eight priests, sixteen ceremonial soldiers, and hundreds of heavily armed soldiers, and rushed over in a mighty manner. The soldiers also carried a hundred jars in their hands.

Bang!

These large jars filled with things fell to the ground, and immediately made the door quiet.

The believers were no longer worried, and their eyes were filled with desire!

What kind of pious faith is it? In the end, it is all for the sake of seeking benefits, and the heart must be real, so the leader gave orders to the chief priest to appease the people and clean up the behind here, which led to the current development.

"The Holy Infant is presented to the Holy Mother, who is very pleased. Therefore, this time, the Holy Mother will distribute more spiritual ointment. All believers, line up and receive it!"

"Praise the Holy Mother, pay homage to the Holy Mother, the Holy Mother is virtuous!"

People cheered.

Since the baby was presented to the Holy Mother after all, and the Holy Mother also distributed spiritual ointment, their hearts suddenly calmed down, and their greed was immediately revealed.

One after another, salivating eyes focused on those large vats, and their noses kept twitching, trying to absorb the fragrance that did not dissipate at all, and the whole face was intoxicated at once.

Du En walked in front of the soldiers and watched them open the vat. As expected, it was full of fat.

It was the fat scraped off Zheng Xing's body before the sacrifice of the Queguang Sect!

It was like solidified lard, but a little thin, probably diluted by blending.

It was white and greasy, but particularly attractive, and a great temptation.

"But there is no obvious evil emanation. From the appearance, color and taste, there is actually no attraction at all."

Du En thought, looking up at the believers, men and women, and the priests.

A pair of greedy eyes, mixed with the color of heartache and secret hatred.

If it is eaten by others, it will be a great loss!

No matter which side the people are on, they all have this mentality, but they are restricted by some kind of suppression, or they can only obey orders obediently, while starting to distribute and queuing up to receive.

One by one, the exquisite and gorgeous precious containers were taken out of the pockets and clothes of these people who lived around the headquarters of the Queguang Sect. They were either rich or powerful. Obviously, they had prepared in advance.

Because the queue time was quite long, some people couldn't help but be complacent in order to restrain their inner greed, and showed off to people of lower status around them.

And they all despised the inferior people in the periphery of the central camp, and the thousands of mud legs in the scattered camps surrounding this central camp.

In this situation, the role of the spiritual ointment also surfaced one by one.

It is the most top-level wealth in this Queguang Star Realm, symbolizing one's piety and status!

The most important role is to ensure food and clothing.

Just one spoonful can keep a person from hunger and thirst for several days, and have complete nutrition.

In the case of needing to eat, in this extremely barren underground world, nothing can be more important than this!

And the secondary role is to enhance strength.

Even the lower class who can only be favored during the great festival, with this mouthful of spiritual ointment, can appear stronger than the mud legs on the periphery over time, and their strength can gradually match the empty cultivation.

"Getting fullness and strength, such factors make this kind of thing the most important resource in this world now, the foundation of the rule of the Spirit Mother and the sect, and the source of people's fanatical belief."

People don't need to practice, and have long given up practicing. Just a mouthful of spiritual paste is better than any method and elixir... It seems like this, but Du En can see that relying on this kind of blended stuff, it can only reach the point of perfect foundation building at most.

But in this Queguang Sect, there are a large number of Jindan stage and many Yuanying stage, which is obviously not just that simple.

So he waited silently, and waited until the big vats were empty, and the soldiers lifted the vats and turned around, heading somewhere inside the base camp.

Du En naturally followed.

There were also sacrifices together, and the look on his face seemed to be worried about the silent soldiers and wanted to supervise them to prevent them from stealing food.

"Alas~ There was an accident in this sacrifice, and the leader is now staying at home, and I don't know what will happen in the end."

"Fortunately, there is still enough spiritual ointment in stock, so there shouldn't be any major problems for the time being."

The two priests whispered to each other privately, and it was obvious that they still had some memories, so they were worried.

There were other situations that worried them.

"I heard from the high priest that the leader seemed to be interested in transferring the Holy Army from the south back?"

"Well? Didn't they decide to withdraw them a long time ago?"

"Huh? Is there such a thing?"

"The high priest just ordered it a few days ago, how could it be false!"

"... So that's the case, then it seems that it's not caused by what happened today, so I feel a little relieved."

"Haha, the leader will take responsibility after all! We don't have to worry!"

On the way to the spiritual ointment warehouse, the conversation between the two priests was naturally heard clearly by Du En.

"Struggling for power and profit, huh?"

He naturally didn't believe it casually, but only made a slight guess, without making any inference based on this.

Then, they came to the warehouse.

Pushing open the door, there is a deep and wide space, with cylinders of spiritual cream, large and small, stacked high, almost filling the entire room, at least tens of thousands of cylinders.

As the two priests said, the reserves of spiritual cream here are indeed abundant now.

But Du En couldn't help but fall into thought.

It's a bit too much...

Just thinking, there are footsteps again. A priest is leading several different, obviously stronger than ordinary priests, and full of murderous ceremonial guards, coming aggressively.

The guardians of the spiritual cream warehouse immediately took the initiative to greet them.

"What's the matter, sir?"

"According to the urgent order of the leader, one thousand cylinders of spiritual cream are being drawn. Immediately arrange personnel to escort them with us."

"This..."

"Hmm?"

"Understood! I understand!"

In this way, even the people who just came to return the cylinders were drawn together, escorting thousands of cylinders of spiritual cream to somewhere in the base camp.

Du En naturally continued to follow behind.

The atmosphere in this team was rather strange. Several priests seemed to be hesitant to speak, but in the end no one said anything. They all worked silently and came to another area with strict security, three layers inside and three layers outside, which looked like a military camp.

Or rather, this was a military camp, with the flags of the Holy Army hanging everywhere.

Those coming and going were either patrolling soldiers or convoys transporting supplies.

Armor, weapons, and bloody corpses.

They were not human corpses, but corpses of monsters.

These corpses of monsters transported here were very close to the escort team of the spirit paste, and they should be going to the same place, or a nearby place.

Du En immediately approached.