Enter the Immortal Cultivation

The place where these aliens live is indeed very strange.

Wang Qi finds it difficult to describe this architectural style. It is a huge building complex. It is like some kind of Gothic church, with complicated curves stacked up to form walls. These aliens prefer sharp angles more than the Goths on Earth. Pointed arches, pointed arches and flying buttresses are common structures here, and even the walls have a slight arc.

But the only problem is... the door seems to be very low.

The three-eyed alien lowered his head unconsciously when he walked into the door. There is enough space inside for this alien Jindan period monk to stand up straight, but only stand up straight. The roof is only a few feet away from the top of the head.

Wang Qi noticed that there are some traces of demolition in the corners of this building complex.

"This building should be for a kind of... smaller creature to live in." Wang Qi judged so.

This is not the building complex of this group of three-eyed aliens at all.

Wang Qi can even judge that this should have been a sect building complex, built on the mountain. He is familiar with the structure of this building complex.

The sect building complex is "built on the mountain", which is essentially built on the spiritual vein. The sect often uses the spiritual vein to arrange a large formation to protect the sect.

He can feel that this sect building complex also has the function of a formation. It's just that this function has been temporarily closed.

In order to maintain this large formation, the builders of this place have also taken great pains. Many operating cores such as the "formation eye" that have location requirements have been dug out intact, and then made into a "floating island" shape, supported by the trees and suspended here.

And these floating islands have also become the living space for aliens.

Wang Qi glanced for a moment.

The earth rose from both sides and rose to the sky in the distance. He seemed to be standing in the canyon.

As far as the eye can see, countless buildings are here.

Almost all the buildings are the product of this kind of sect building complex, after the formation nodes are dug out and re-planned.

This is a large formation...

The roots of that tree seem to be the only plant in this world. It is everywhere. All the sect buildings rely on it for support. At the same time, its roots also drilled into the rock layers dug from the planet, spread out on the ground, and turned into normal-looking trees. The glowing leaves and the tiny fluorescent veins on the branches are the largest light sources in this world.

There are even bulging fruits on them.

At this time, the iron constables are getting closer and closer. The mechanical roar of their bodies is huge, like a primitive steam engine-but even steam punks often can't imagine such an outrageous output.

Having seen the mechanical waves of the realm of "jumping out of the long river and dominating oneself", Wang Qi is very wary of "roaring".

Before the iron constables get close, he eats the tissue sample he just obtained.

The dragon race can rely on the tongue to complete the analysis of the bloodline. But Wang Qi can't do this yet. However, the ability of "directly copying its bloodline without analysis" is much simpler than the analysis itself.

Wang Qi's cells are squirming, and the source of life is untied, smoothed, and then folded again. His tissues began to wriggle. Soon, he completely turned into a three-eyed alien.

Wang Qi generously dispersed the invisibility law around him.

Now, even every cell and every life source of him has become an alien. And the bloodline spirit that originally belonged to the human race is completely unexpressed, and the whole curled up to form an independent, hidden organelle.

Although the dragon race's shapeshifting method is not a secret, it is not known to everyone. At least in this universe, it is far from being mainstream. If the other party's detection method is based on "bloodline", then no one can find him.

He controlled his expression and pretended to be an "autistic patient" again, wandering around the sect in a daze.

At the same time, the voices of the three-eyed aliens communicating gradually entered his ears.

He was trying to understand the language of these guys.

However, he felt a little strange.

These guys were obviously a little panicked. However, they did not show signs of "panic" in the conventional sense. At least, they rarely talked to each other. Only when they "had to talk" would they have a brief exchange.

But for "judging a language", "a few words" are actually enough.

Obviously, these guys use that "unpopular" common language on a daily basis.

"Very good, the language test is passed..."

"Even if these three-eyed people still retain their own civilized language, it is not impossible to get away with it. After all, they use this common language with very strange grammar on a daily basis. It is not impossible to only speak this language and not their own mother tongue."

"In addition, the common language used by these three-eyed people has also undergone some changes, almost forming a new "dialect". By analyzing this change, we can infer the input of the three-eyed mother tongue into the common language."

"Now we can consider looking for a method."

"Of course, all this is based on the premise that 'the other party does not have a strict household registration management system'."

While Wang Qi was thinking, the voice of the iron catcher became louder and louder. Below the plane of the "Zongmen Building Complex", the iron detectives were moving quickly. Their iron claws grasped the branches crisscrossing in the air, then retracted the other claws, the whole machine swayed slightly, and then quickly protruded a second metal claw in mid-air, moving as fast as apes.

After approaching the destination, the iron catchers swung gently to the ground.

Wang Qi frowned.

The average strength of these iron agents was far lower than the "fighter guards" he encountered outside the spacecraft. These monsters, whether they should be said to be like giant spiders or king crabs, are probably at the Nascent Soul stage, far inferior to the Immortal-level "Fighter Guards".

But it is indeed higher than the average strength of the three-eyed aliens in this sect building complex.

The two iron detectives raised their front two pairs of limbs high. Several electric arcs twined and circled like snakes.

The iron catcher scolded: "All the people, gather here and pass the inspection one by one!"

The civilians stood up obediently and lined up in three lines in front of the three police officers.

On the metal torso of the Iron Detective, there is actually an eye that can almost look real. It was spinning.

The iron catcher said loudly: "Don't be lazy. Your heartbeat and blood circulation are all in my eyes. All the slaves need to be checked here. There is no sign of cheating or cheating."

Wang Qi was also among them.

Since he was very close to Captain Iron, and there were masters on board the spaceship who could reach at least one percent of his overall strength, Wang Qi didn't want to act rashly. He removed all protection from his body and even carefully restrained his spiritual consciousness.

The two iron detectives maintained their "raise their limbs high" action to maintain their force. The remaining iron catcher gently raised its forelimbs. A needle pops out of a covered device. He made a buzzing vibration: "Come one by one."

The so-called test is just the iron policeman giving a shot to the people. The needle will stay in Zaomin's body for a few seconds and then be pulled out.

The principle is unknown.

That needle does not look like an ultra-small experimental platform capable of analyzing complex physical property changes. Wang Qi could also see clearly that the needle was clearly solid, but it was not a blood test. The Nascent Soul stage can barely glimpse the atomic level structure, but it is difficult to conduct a detailed analysis of the bloodline, let alone draw a conclusion within a few seconds. Wang Qi even had some doubts that this kind of test might not be for blood.

If this kind of test was essentially a test to "detect the implants in the residents' bodies", then he would have to fight his way out.

Although it stands to reason that there should be strict management inside such a sealed spacecraft. In this kind of artificial ecological environment, the fault tolerance rate is generally not too high.

But this is just the stuff of science fiction. The logic of the non-aura universe may not necessarily apply to this spaceship.

Moreover, not even the surviving members of the Tianjuan family have ever seen this type of spacecraft. There is no experience for Wang Qi to learn from.

Soon, it was Wang Qi's turn.

Wang Qi stared at the huge iron catcher. On Earth, this is simply the size of several large construction machines combined. And this iron detective can also control a small needle.

This is more difficult than "threading a needle with a forklift."

But what was unexpected was that the iron catcher's hands were very steady...or rather his limbs were very steady. The needle pricked very shallowly.

Wang Qi suddenly remembered that this injection was not sterilized.

——Oh my god, if there is a civilization in this cabin that becomes extinct, it is most likely because of a blood infectious disease!

Such thoughts flashed through Wang Qi's mind.

Then, he felt the needle inserted into his next door vibrate slightly. This vibration frequency is very high, but the vibration amplitude is only at the molecular level. At this level, water appears extremely viscous. This mechanical wave containing spiritual power went straight to the surrounding cell nuclei, causing a certain resonance.

"I see... Is this how to retrieve bloodline? As long as it can cause resonance, it means it is the target race..."

Wang Qi thought so.

His original bloodline roots had long been removed from the cell nucleus and curled up into independent organelles, which were not within the scope of this search. The blood veins in his cell nucleus were all copied from the blood clot he had just eaten.

In just a few seconds, Detective Iron pulled out the metal needle and said: "Ruling out suspicion. Next."

"Don't even ask for names..." Wang Qi covered his arms and thought: "In other words, at least at the level of 'ship leadership', every resident is not registered, and there is not even a database. Now, it’s much less difficult to blend in.”

"Now it depends on whether there is such a population registration system within a single species..."