Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

So far, Mou Bilian still doesn't know Jiang Tian's real plan is to kill the leader of Changsheng Cult, and she doesn't even know Jiang Tian's true identity.

There's nothing we can do about it. This little girl is too weak-minded. I'm afraid she will be scared to death when she learns the truth!

Fan Luomei opened her mouth a few times, but hesitated to speak, but in the end, she could only sigh and said nothing.

Jiang Taichu now has too many lice and is not itchy.

Anyway, killing Beast Lei has already offended Beast Ruhai. Sooner or later, it will be a fierce battle. Is it necessary to give in now?

Is it useful to be vain and conciliatory?

Ignoring everyone's shocked gazes, Jiang Tian put his hands behind his back and stepped onto the divine rainbow leisurely. Others also came to their senses and followed suit.

As soon as the divine rainbow rolled up, Jiang Tian and the others soared into the clouds and mist. The white clouds, mountains and other scenery in front of them flew backwards rapidly. They were changing rapidly. In just a few clicks, Jiang Tian and the others fell into the Long Live Mountain.

All around, the palaces are tall and majestic, with sacred shapes, glowing with divine light, and majestic, just like the residence of gods.

Jiang Tian looked around.

In various halls, there are elders preaching and teaching magical powers and secrets; there are also elders investigating matters and verifying law enforcement; deep in the palace, there are elders who have mysterious origins, dark aura, and are very low-key.

The entire university seemed to be well organized, running smoothly, full of talents, and prosperous.

Disciples and disciples passed by in a hurry, and when they met Fairy Luomei and his entourage, they bowed and saluted with great humility.

But Jiang Tian found that their eyes were full of a bellicose and wild flavor, as if they were wild beasts that wanted to choose people and devour them.

As the fifth orthodoxy in the Western Land, the Immortality Sect is not as powerful as the Jinpeng Temple, but it is also extremely terrifying.

Many believers are basically building foundations, and there are tens of thousands of them.

Hall masters, elders, and the like who have certain status and positions are basically at the golden elixir level.

Each of the many disciples was well-dressed, had a solemn face, and had strict laws, but they held their breath and were cautious, not daring to speak loudly.

Many of them look very young, but their eyes look ancient, and their lifespans are endless. These are strong men who have been reincarnated once or multiple times.

"Haha, eternal life, eternal life! It is difficult for the world to see through these two words after all!"

Jiang Tian opened his spiritual consciousness, cast his secret technique, his eyes were focused, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It can be seen that in the sea of ​​consciousness of these reincarnated strong men, in addition to the main soul, there are also several dim souls, struggling and floating, silently crying and accusing.

The main soul is like a fire burning the sky, strong and powerful.

The secondary soul is dim and dull, like a candle in the wind. It seems that it will be extinguished soon, but it is unyielding and unwilling to be annihilated.

The Immortality Sect's secret method of seizing a body is already extraordinary and can break the iron rule that monks cannot seize a body three times.

However, after all, it is not a top body seizing method, and it cannot be compared with such a heaven-defying thing as swallowing souls.

The more times the believers seize the body, the more difficult it will be to seize the body later, and they will not be able to completely deprive the original soul of the prosthetic body.

These secondary souls belong to the prosthetic bodies whose bodies have been taken away time and time again. They are unwilling to be annihilated and compete with the main soul for their bodies, accusing them of their atrocities.

As a special envoy of a country, Fairy Luomei's status in the sect is second only to the leader, supreme elder, deputy headmaster, elder, and hall master. She has her own palace and courtyard where she lives and practices, named Luomeibie. hospital.

There are also hundreds of specialized servants, whose status is higher than that of a country's princess.

A group of people immediately settled in and waited for the summons of the leader of the Immortality Sect.

Just as Jiang Tian settled down, he heard the sound of a fierce fight in the sky. He was slightly startled and looked up.

I saw two monks at the foundation level, leaping like flying, fighting each other, sometimes leaping into the clouds, sometimes rushing to the bottom of the valley, their attacks were fierce, and their moves varied. Sometimes they were fighting in close combat, and sometimes they were violently erupting in long-distance magical powers and secret techniques. sharp.

After three breaths.

laugh! A loud sound.

A monk succeeded and killed his opponent with the sword until his head flew up and his soul was extinguished. He carried the body and left.

"Congratulations, senior brother, for killing your opponent and getting a prosthetic body!"

Many disciples came forward with fearful eyes and congratulatory smiles on their faces.

"These are two direct disciples. The one who died is known as the 'Liaoying Divine Leg'. His light body kung fu is very powerful!"

Fairy Luomei walked up to Jiang Tian, ​​with a smile on her lips. She was beyond the world, charming all living beings, and said:

"This victorious disciple has coveted his divine legs for many years and has challenged him many times. He has fought many times before and finally won this time!"

"Coveting his magical legs?"

Tang Linglong suddenly thought of a possibility and couldn't help but turned pale and sweated on her forehead.

"Yes! Miss Linglong's guess is right!"

Fairy Luomei said calmly:

"The Immortality Cult is not only good at seizing bodies, but also good at medical skills. It can reconnect severed limbs, replace legs, arms, and heads! It is said that three hundred years ago, a supreme elder once gathered the most powerful parts of the limbs of a dozen strong men. , the head, limbs, and internal organs were replaced again. It finally reached the battle strength of a baby."

"After he attained the perfection of his divine body, he challenged the Tathagata of his generation from Jinpeng Temple. He fought for three days and three nights without deciding the winner. In the end, he died after consuming his essence and blood!"

"There is such an evil method in the world!"

Tang Linglong couldn't help but shudder when she thought about it carefully.

"terrible!"

Ye Keren and Wu Yaoniang also lost their beauty.

They had all been killed in battle, their hands stained with blood.

But this was the first time I heard of such a cruel thing. This is ten times more terrifying than taking someone's body!

Li Wuji shook his head and said: "Evil! Evil! Reversing nature and violating the law of heaven is an unforgivable crime!"

"Everyone, these are the Three Laws of Immortality!"

Fairy Luomei explained.

"From the perspective of the Immortality Cult, cultivation is not as simple as sitting quietly and meditating, nor is it as gentle as swallowing pills to absorb spiritual energy. It is cruel fighting and fighting, but a fierce collision of iron and blood!"

Jiang Tian smiled and said nothing, his face was calm, but there was a hint of ridicule in the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Tian had seen too many of this kind of method in his previous life.

To put it simply, it is grafting and replanting limbs of the same kind. Jiang Tian has even seen many humans grafting the limbs, trunks, and organs of beasts and demons to strengthen themselves.

In Jiang Tian's view, there is nothing evil or just about this method.

If used for aggression, bullying the weak is evil.

If it is used to resist invasion and maintain peace, it is justice.

Jiang Tian does not agree with such methods, not because they are bloody and cruel and violate human ethics.

Morality, this issue is too complicated. Jiang Tian never likes to judge with morality, but with pros and cons.

The reason why Jiang Tian disagrees is that these techniques are not the strongest, and are even very inferior and primitive, with many drawbacks.

Cultivators must have a heart of self-confidence, self-reliance, and self-improvement. The Dao heart is as solid as a rock and cannot place any hope on external things.

Even if you get heavenly materials and earthly treasures, you must refine them into your own true essence, or inscribe them into your own magic weapons!

Even, in Jiang Tian's view, magic weapons are foreign objects!

Jiang Tian has always disliked relying on magical weapons. Instead, he forged many divine bodies, strengthened the true essence, and finally condensed the divine golden elixir.

Jiang Tian's path is not to fake external things, not to be stuck in things, to be strong and independent, and to forge iron you must be hard on yourself!

The magic weapon can be taken away by others, but the divine body will always be yours!

No matter how good the magic weapon is, all it pursues is that it can operate as desired, "like an arm and a finger".

But the magic weapon is not your arms and fingers after all!

This kind of technique that seizes the body of a strong person and replaces his own limbs and organs has obviously lost the spirit of being brave and diligent in not pretending to be an external object.

It seems that I am domineering and invincible, but deep down I am full of despair and inferiority, and my Taoist heart has long been broken!

It's okay if you meet an average strong person, but if you meet a top strong person, you will be crushed into sand in minutes!

On this day, Fairy Luomei was very busy. She took the saint boy and saint girl to the presbytery to report on their duties, accept assessments and awards, meet with the heads of various halls, entertain close friends, etc., and welcome and send them off without touching their feet. land.

However, Jiang Tian was at peace. In this palace, he was meditating and practicing silently without anyone disturbing him.

That night, Jiang Tian was meditating and practicing.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar came from outside the door.

"Outer disciple, Feng Ao, challenges the alternative direct disciple Xing Tu! If you have the guts, get out and die!"

The violent shouting was like rolling thunder, turning into the essence of sound waves, hitting hard like a heavy cannon across the sky.

Suddenly, a strong wind howled in the Luomei Villa.

As if a Category 18 hurricane was coming, the pond was filled with turbid waves, the ground was cracked and ravines appeared, towering trees shattered into flying wood chips, rockeries and strange rocks rolled wildly against the ground, and tiles flew across the ground.