I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

The black blood churned like a swamp, and in a flash, it completely swallowed the entire arm.

At the same time, PEI Ling suddenly felt a wave of majestic life force and vital energy flowing into his body for no reason. The cultivation level in his body immediately began to rise rapidly. Not long after, he reached the peak of the foundation building realm. However, it seemed that it was still not enough to recover his cultivation level to the core formation realm.

PEI Ling's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately understood. The system had accepted the offerings on the altar on his behalf ...

The palace lanterns burned quietly, the flames dancing, illuminating Xiao Shou's pale face.

The bleeding from his broken arm had stopped at some point, and new flesh was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not long after, the originally bloody wound had become smooth, as if he was born without a left arm.

Green smoke rose from the incense burner.

The incense that Xiao Shou had lit suddenly began to burn faster.

Inside the altar, PEI Ling sat unmoving, and Xiao Zheng's memories appeared before his eyes.

He saw himself still in swaddling clothes, being carried in Xiao Shou's arms and brought to the ancestral hall, where he ignorantly kowtowed to the faceless great immortal ...

He also saw that he seemed to be very young, and his vision was shorter than when he was an adult. He stood alone in the moon Cave gate, watching Xiao Shou drag a beautiful middle-aged woman and stride towards the ancestral hall. When he saw Xiao Zheng, not only did he not stop, he even turned around and berated him, " "Luan 'er, aren't you going to catch up?"

The beautiful woman had also seen Xiao Zheng, but she did not ask for help from her son. Instead, she struggled with all her might and shouted, " &Quot; Luan 'er, run!!! &Quot;

"What are you running for?" Xiao Shou sneered slightly, grabbed the beautiful woman's hair bun, and forced her to face Xiao Zheng. &Quot; the bloodline of the Xiao clan is favored by the faceless great immortal. We were born noble. How can an ordinary woman like you compare to us? "

"It's your clan's good fortune that you can bear children for the Xiao clan!"

He also saw that he had already grown up. He sat in a chair and looked at the group of new maidservants who came to pay their respects. He looked at them like a vegetable seller looking at cabbage and radish. After a moment, he shook his head slightly and ordered them to leave. He then turned to Xiao Shou and said,"Father, this batch of maids is not as pretty as before, and their manners are not dignified enough. I'm afraid they're insulting the great immortal."

Xiao Shou frowned and said, " there's no other way. The servant girls of the Xiao Manor have gone missing one after another. Although they have all signed death contracts, it doesn't matter in front of the officials. After a long time, there will always be rumors ... Now, no one is willing to sell their daughter to us. We can only look for her from afar. &Quot;

"Fortunately, although this group of maids came from the countryside and don't know etiquette, they are all full of spirit and vitality."

"Great immortal will be satisfied."

... The images in his memories were vivid and lifelike. PEI Ling could clearly feel that Xiao Zheng in these images had a strong desire to sacrifice himself in front of the altar!

However, his body was currently being controlled by the system, so he had no reaction at all. He continued to sit in the original position of the statue of " curse ", not moving an inch.

At this moment, the incense stick burned more and more vigorously. However, PEI Ling was not affected at all even when the incense stick had completely burned out.

As the last incense was extinguished, the ancient altar slowly dissipated in the depths of the smoke, and the bead curtain in front of the shrine also closed silently.

The terrifying pressure suddenly disappeared, and Xiao Shou, who was kowtowing, was suddenly stunned.

His sacrifice had been successfully completed, and the faceless immortal had also accepted the sacrifice. Why had Luan 'er not come even after the incense had burned out?

After thinking seriously for a moment, Xiao Shou quickly understood the reason, There weren't enough sacrifices!

The faceless immortal's powers were boundless, and there was nothing he couldn't do. As long as he accepted the offerings, he would never reject the Xiao clan's requests.

Now that his wish had not come true, it could only be his problem!

It seemed that the extent of Huang 'er's possession was more serious than he had imagined.

At the thought of this, Xiao Shou's expression became serious. He immediately decided to sacrifice his legs as well.

Although losing his left arm and legs was a great loss and it was a form of torture and pain for his body, it was nothing compared to immortality.

More importantly, after attaining immortality, he could continue to offer sacrifices to the faceless immortal. By then, with the power of immortality, he would be able to offer more living people of better quality.

Mending a broken leg and arm was just a small matter.

Thus, Xiao Shou turned around, took out an incense stick, and lit it again. He also inserted a stick of incense into the incense burner in front of the offering table.

Once again, the room was filled with smoke.

The bead curtain opened without a sound, and the altar appeared.

Xiao Shou walked to the altar, took out a dagger, and cut his legs.

Just like before, the dagger cut through his legs easily and broke them.

Blood spurted out and Xiao Shou fell to the ground. In a short moment, the blood that spurted out had formed a pool of blood under him. However, his broken legs were still standing firmly.

&Quot;

Xiao Shou let out an extremely shrill scream, almost fainting from the pain. He exhausted his willpower, and the veins on the hand holding the dagger popped out. His whole body kept trembling, and he finally managed to hold on.

&Quot; Hu ... Hu ... Hu ... &Quot; Xiao Shou gasped for air. Cold sweat poured down like rain, soaking several layers of his robe. Blood was still flowing from his wound. He felt colder and colder.

His legs, however, seemed to have a will of their own. Not only did he not fall, but he also walked towards the altar.

Soon, the pair of legs reached the altar and fell down with a "plop."

Black blood gushed out and began to devour the fresh offerings.

Xiao Shou didn't have his legs and couldn't continue kneeling. He could only support his body with his arms and lie on the ground, praying devoutly over and over again.

Not long after, the altar had completely devoured his legs and restored them to their original state.

PEI Ling, who was in the altar, once again felt a pure life force and vital energy being directly seized by him.

His cultivation level had finally recovered from the peak of the foundation building realm to the core formation realm!

At the same time, new flesh grew out of Xiao Shou's broken leg. Just like before, it was as if he had no legs.

The incense offerings suddenly burned fiercely.

The smoke was so thick that it almost blocked their vision.

An unfamiliar memory appeared in front of PEI Ling once again.

He saw himself driving a group of maidservants away like a shepherd driving sheep and cattle, killing them one by one on the altar.

Blood gushed out like a waterfall, pouring down from all directions of the altar.

The blood splattered all over his head and face. His heart did not resist the warm and sweet smell. Instead, it was filled with anticipation and joy. He closed his eyes slightly and was intoxicated.

"Huang 'er, continue," Xiao Shou's voice came from the side.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Zheng nodded. &Quot; "Alright!"

... PEI Ling was slightly dazed, but he quickly regained his senses. He felt that Xiao Zheng's strong desire to sacrifice was almost solid, and even the mask could not suppress it.

However, the system remained unmoved and did not react at all. It continued to take over PEI Ling's body.

After a while, the incense was completely burned out, and the last bit of ash fell into the furnace.

The altar disappeared and the bead curtain closed.

The ancestral hall returned to its normal state.

Xiao Shou's expression froze. Two legs and a left arm as a sacrifice were still not enough!

He immediately frowned. Although he said that he still had an arm, two legs were not enough, let alone the remaining arm.

He needed to show greater sincerity and offer better sacrifices!