Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"You, you are simply a witch and devil! Cannibalistic, even worse than pigs and dogs!"

Li Wuji blew his beard and stared, angrily, standing on the moral high ground.

"Okay! Just wait and see what happens!"

Jiang Tian said calmly.

Funeral customs and civilizations are different for each ethnic group and should be respected, without any distinction.

The Han people admire earth burial, and Tibetan areas practice sky burial and pagoda burial. Sky burial involves letting vultures devour the corpse. India likes cremation and burns it in the open air. Thailand likes to pour the ashes of the deceased into the river.

It is said that in the African jungle, there are still some primitive tribes that practice cannibalism, devouring the flesh and blood of their ancestors and sharing it. It is considered that the souls of their ancestors can always be with them and protected, which is the deepest memory of their ancestors.

You laugh at other people's barbarism and backwardness, and others think you are rebellious. After all, it is just a custom.

Moral criticism is meaningless, but cannibalism, from the perspective of pros and cons, does more harm than good.

In the 1950s, "Kuru" broke out in a Fore tribe in Papua New Guinea who practiced cannibalism, especially among women and children who handled corpses and ate the brains.

The patient will suffer from cerebellar imbalance and tremble all over the body, and the whole body will be paralyzed and laugh out of control. Eventually, he will die of starvation and malnutrition due to being unable to swallow.

There is no cure for kuru, and it was not until the local government strictly banned cannibalism that the epidemic situation improved.

The diseases caused by cannibalism are both infectious diseases and genetic diseases, and the harm is more serious than inbreeding.

Some scholars believe that the outbreaks of infectious diseases such as SARS (monkey brain), mad cow disease, and avian influenza (animal-derived feed) since this century may be explained from this perspective.

But the Immortality Cult uses a flesh-and-blood altar to absorb the energy of the deceased. It is not only a funeral ceremony, but also a way to transmit skills.

It can be said that the leader of the Immortality Cult created this magical method and combined it with the Three Laws of Immortality, which looks perfect.

The Three Laws of Immortality can simulate actual combat and maximize the cultivation of disciples. However, the battle loss rate is too high, and no great sect can withstand this kind of internal friction.

However, the Flesh Altar and the Blood-Based Body Changing Mysterious Technique, like Buddhist initiations and transmissions, have solved the problem of serious battle damage to a certain extent.

As long as we continue to absorb lower-level disciples, a pyramid-shaped progression level will be formed, achieving the ultimate sublimation of the strongest. In theory, we can even improve our cultivation level endlessly!

But in fact, this kind of method of transmitting exercises is also very common in the universe. Most of them are only practiced by relatively primitive ethnic groups. They are inferior and crude and have many disadvantages.

Generally speaking, even if the Devourer can melt the essence and blood, it cannot completely subdue and refine the resentment, obsession, and hatred of the deceased.

These are all living souls!

If things go on like this, if one's spiritual consciousness is disturbed, one will inevitably become possessed and fall into the devil's path. It would be trivial to see a drastic drop in one's cultivation, or even be destroyed in one day, and the body and path will disappear!

Jiang Tian frowned and asked, "By the way, are the tens of thousands of living people in the camp we saw when we went up the mountain also eating blood?"

"That's right!"

Fairy Luomei nodded, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face, and said:

"The Immortality Cult believes that only in battle can you improve the fastest, and it is also a good time to absorb refining energy!"

"So, when the elders challenge the leader next, they will devour the living blood food and use it as nourishment to achieve maximum sublimation!"

"Living blood food is compared to corpse blood food. Living blood food is considered to be the most rapid improvement in cultivation!"

"Did you capture these blood foods? Are there any Yanhuang people among them?" Tang Linglong asked with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.

"No! They are all voluntary, and they are the most devout and fanatical followers of the Immortality Religion!"

Fairy Luomei explained:

"There are no Yanhuang people here. The Yanhuang people are Huang Gu and have no qualifications to be blood eaters!"

"Everyone said that through this meeting, the leader of the Immortality Sect will be able to devour living blood food on a large scale, and he is expected to reach the level of conceiving a baby..."

"enough!"

Tang Linglong felt her head buzzing and her mind was shaken.

This is too cruel and inhumane.

"Evil! Too evil!"

Ye Keren and Wu Yaoniang couldn't bear it anymore.

It was horrible, eating people alive, disgusting and creepy.

"Oh, it's okay! Among these people, there are no Yanhuang people, most of them are ancient Tianzhu people. Maybe the leader of the Changsheng Cult and many elders think that the flesh and blood of the Yanhuang people is not enough for them to eat!"

At this time, Jiang Tian also frowned, his eyes showing cold murderous intent.

By this time, Jiang Tian fully understood.

There are three levels of skills in the Immortality Cult. Body seizing is only the most basic and lowest level. There is also the method of collecting and grafting powerful body parts. The most advanced one is undoubtedly this bloody body-changing method.

Only the leader, elders and some hall leaders are qualified to practice.

Although Jiang Tian has been a man for two generations, he has killed many people, and he has seen and experienced inhumane, bloody and horrific things.

But he also doesn't like the idea of ​​swallowing the life essence and blood of living people as feed to develop his cultivation.

"All the winners, please come on stage and eat your blood! Don't get your blood food wrong and start a fight again!"

At this time, the white-bearded Supreme Elder smiled and waved his hand.

Immediately, altars composed of white bones flew to the square, hundreds of them, scattered at random.

"Haha, I killed a hall master. His flesh and blood soul is very powerful and will definitely help me rise to the next level!"

"Festival! The three-year flesh and blood festival has finally begun! You can finally enjoy their flesh and blood!"

There was a sudden burst of excitement and cheers in the audience. The winners were like hungry ghosts, salivating and salivating, and they flew to their altar one after another.

The Falling Plum Fairy also landed on an altar.

"Alas, that kid Luo Sanbao, if he kills an elite disciple this time, I'm afraid he will break through to the early stage of the Golden Core! I can no longer chase him!"

"Oh, if I want to enjoy this feast of blood food, I have to wait for another three years! I must work hard to practice. After three years, I must kill a few strong men, have a position, have resources, and have blood food to eat! "

"Oh, my gap is too far! Many fellow Taoists have left me far behind, what should I do?"

The monks who did not participate in the war showed expressions of deep envy, reverence, yearning, and regret, with mixed feelings.

Some people secretly hate themselves for not having the courage to achieve anything and can't help but regret it.

Some clenched their fists, secretly making up their minds, and turned their eyes coldly, looking for a suitable opponent for the next fight.

Some are anxious, discouraged, and sigh. There are too many strong people this time, and they feel the deep gap.

"Everyone, please enjoy the fruits of your victory! Please enjoy the delicious flesh and blood! Strengthen your soul and body!"

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, the leader of Changsheng Cult Ming Ruyi stood up, spread his arms, and shouted loudly as his mother honored the world.

A gorgeous smile appeared on her snowy face, which was so charming that it made people feel itchy, ready to move, and a bit creepy.

Suddenly.

Throughout the square, the music style changed.

The harp and harp are playing in harmony, the music and music are booming, the rhythm is cheerful, bright, exciting and high-spirited, and the sky is full of joy, just like celebrating the New Year.

There are also showgirls and dancers who soar and dance in the air, waving their long sleeves, dancing gracefully, with flexible steps, twisting their waists and swaying their hips, shaking their bellies, spinning and jumping, full of life and vitality, and even sexy and sultry.

Around the dancers and singers, fallen flowers bloomed in colorful colors, adding a bit of joy to the atmosphere and diluting the terrifying and bloody atmosphere.

At this time, the altar composed of white bones glowed, forming many light masks, covering the winners sitting on them one by one.

The winner is like a god possessed, with runes running on the body surface, which is extremely magical. At the same time, a surging attraction like a black hole is formed, absorbing all the flesh, blood, essence and energy in the corpse, and even the soul.

The Book of Saviors can save the souls of the dead, crush self-consciousness to the greatest extent, purify it into pure spiritual power, and nourish and strengthen the souls of these winners.

Those corpses, those stumps and blood, squirmed slightly under the magic of the flesh and blood altar. Their skin shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their flesh and blood dried up, quickly turning into skinny and flying mummies.

Channels of pure blood essence and vitality were poured into the body, and the momentum of many winners, including Fairy Luomei, was rising steadily, like dragons rising into the sky, and their cultivation levels increased in a short period of time, as if there was no end.

Bang bang bang!

There was a thunderous sound in their bodies, and they continuously broke through many obstacles and restrictions, and their cultivation level increased rapidly.

Their auras became longer, their spirits became tougher, their bodies became stronger, their faces were radiant, and their blood was surging. Some even crossed several levels in a row, from the foundation building to the third level of the golden elixir!

"It's great! It's so refreshing! I broke through three levels in a row! I'm a thousand miles a day! I can withstand a hundred years of hard work!"

Some people laughed loudly, beating their chests with their fists, dripping with joy, and their faces were so ecstatic that they burst into tears.

"Haha! I have made a breakthrough, I have finally made a breakthrough! The power of blood food is so strong! My Immortality Cult is so strong! Immortality! I want to live forever!"

Some people cried with joy, shouting at the sky and grabbing the earth, as if they were crazy.

"Didn't I swallow all the blood food? Why did I only break through one level!"

There are strong men with crazy eyes, angry and dissatisfied.

The vitality exploded, rolling up the corpse under the altar, opening its big mouth to gnaw at the mummified bones, making a tooth-aching sound of friction, breaking, and chewing.

For a while.

The huge square was full of chaos, like a group of demons dancing around. It looked creepy and made my heart chill.

Even if it is for cultivation, even if there is still reason left, even if this is their custom, after all, they are devouring the corpses of the same kind.

Ye Keren's stomach was sour, and he vomited out. Cold sweat rolled down his pale face like a curtain of rain.

Tang Linglong's teeth were itching with hatred, and she secretly said cruelly: "You all deserve to die! This group of evil heretics, I will kill them all in a minute, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!"