This is how immortals are cultivated

Yellow-white candle flames were piled on the ground, or on candlesticks made of polished bones. Smoke diffused in it, and one seemed to be able to hear a faint wailing sound.

This seems to be a closed space in the belly of the mountains, without the sun or the moon.

A vast swamp lay at its center, more like a specially dug pool than a swamp, seething with a thick, viscous liquid. A thick, bloody aura washed over him, seemingly imbued with the blood of countless spirits, causing a strange transformation, transforming him into a twisted, living being that emanated a bewitching light.

Behind the blood pool are pavilions and towers, all built of black stone. They are simple at first glance, but huge in scale. Various twisted monsters are active in them. Most of these monsters are human-shaped, but they are just human-shaped. More of them are the appearance of various alien creatures, and they look like another race.

Ali felt a strong sense of discomfort as soon as he stepped into this place.

It is true that this world is full of weird creatures, but among the settlements of human civilization, at least the colors of civilization are still preserved.

But the scenery here is completely different from that of human civilization.

The only thing related to humans was humans. Ali saw a monster leading a naked human towards a stone platform.

This human was extremely short, with deformed organs, seemingly devoid of any intelligence. He was led to the stone platform, where the demon smashed his head with a large stone awl. Using its sharp claws, it ripped open his abdomen, scooped out his internal organs, crushed them into minced meat, and tossed them into a stone jar covered in thick blood. The headless body, its neck still clinging to the stone platform, was thrown directly into the pool of blood below.

"Have you never seen such a scene? I remember that the mountain people... the descendants of the ancient Nanjing Kingdom had a tradition of offering sacrifices to ghosts and gods."

The voice came from beside Ali, bringing Ali back to his senses.

Ali was a little afraid of this senior who was obviously his savior but crushed his master's head without saying a word.

"Sacrifice is the power of the witch in the village. People in the village have no right to witness the sacrifice to ghosts and gods."

"But the witch also said...those who offer sacrifices to ghosts and gods all go to the ghosts and gods' kingdoms."

Is this the so-called kingdom of ghosts and gods?

"Those people are..."

Ali couldn't help but ask Fang Suichu.

"The offspring of the mating of strange cultivators and strange monsters, the so-called human material. They are just like the livestock we raise."

"However, because there are too few maternal and paternal cells, the cycle of mating between offspring will make the bloodline increasingly mottled, and the probability of deformities is very high. In the words of this world, this is the gradual decrease of spirituality until it no longer exists."

"But even if it can't be used for cultivation, it seems to be just delicious blood food for the monsters."

As the two were discussing this, Yin Feng Scholar and other eccentric cultivators also passed through the black fog and arrived. Most of the eccentric cultivators present had abandoned their humanity to a certain extent and were considered "well-informed," so they weren't particularly surprised by the scene before them.

The arrival of a large number of strange cultivators caused this strange cave to react.

Each one of them climbed like a stick insect, but they were monsters with human faces and came in front of everyone to guide them one by one.

There was even an experienced spirit-calling monster who came to Fang Suichu and other spiritual secrets, wanting to lead them to the seat of honor.

After crossing the huge pool of blood and passing through pavilions and towers carved out of the rocks, they finally arrived at a high platform.

The stone platform is very spacious, enough for a hundred people to stand here, and from here you can overlook the scene of the strange ghost house below.

There was a table on the platform, on which were placed some fruits that exuded strange spiritual power, as well as vessels filled with wine.

The positions had obviously been arranged. On the Gui Xiu's side, there were three tables of the same style, while on the other side, there were five tables of different heights.

Some of them seem to be designed for giants to sit on.

"Go and arrange another desk."

Yin Feng Scholar said to the monster that led the way.

The mysterious pressure spread, and the monster left trembling.

Fang Suichu chose a seat in the middle of the three tables. This was clearly a spiritual secret gathering, a place where the masters of the various families in the mountains would feast. Ali could only follow Fang Suichu closely and stand behind him.

At the remaining two desks, Yin Feng Shusheng and the other three mysterious and strange spiritual practitioners did not dare to sit down directly, and could only stand there tacitly. When the monster brought another desk, they sat down carefully, looking like they were following Fang Suichu's orders.

It was when the four of them took their seats one after another that an alternative twisted idea emerged.

Several ghosts with different postures came to the platform.

One resembled a spider, its massive abdomen housing a humanoid body. Slender and voluptuous, its long black hair cascading down, completely obscuring its face. Its abdomen was draped with colorful silk, like a beaded curtain. However, the strings strung along these strings weren't pearls, but rather translucent egg sacs, curled within them were juveniles with pale, childlike faces.

There was also a skeletal sedan chair being carried up, and the bearers were twenty-eight human men, all of whom were tall and handsome, with smiles on their faces. Their skulls were missing, revealing the pink brains that were still slowly wriggling and beating. Above the brains were countless pink nerve bundles, bundled together and all immersed behind the human skin curtain.

There is also a monster that looks like a giant elephant, with muscles all over its body and a long nose hanging down from its face, but the nose is on its forehead, covering most of its face, leaving only a pair of eyes on both sides exposed.

"Ghost God Luo Ying, Ghost God Si Wang, Ghost God Xiang Zheng... All the ghosts and gods around here have indeed arrived."

Yin Feng Scholar said in a low voice.

"Yes..."

The other two Lingmi Old Man and Yue Laogui also nodded solemnly.

"Except for the ghost god Fan He who was killed by the one in charge of Linge County, all the ghost gods in the vicinity are indeed here."

Ali was trembling all over.

The mountain people use ghosts and gods as totems, and the images of these people can't help but remind him of the totem images of most mountain people.

"Fellow Daoist Yinfeng, Fellow Daoist Maosou, Fellow Daoist Yue, you all arrived early."

At this time, the human skin curtain on the white bone sedan chair fluttered, and a soft and beautiful sound came from inside, as if it sounded directly in the soul.

“But this person is really unfamiliar…”

"Besides, he brought a cute little guy with him."

Before he finished speaking, his voice turned into a scream.

In the air, invisible nerve bundles appeared, but each one was broken.

Immediately afterwards, the twenty-eight handsome young men who were carrying the sedan chair had their limbs shattered, causing the skeletal sedan chair to fall straight to the ground.

This sudden change made the spider and the giant elephant look at Fang Suichu with fear, but neither of them had the intention of helping the existence in the skeletal sedan and standing up for it.

The bone sedan fell to the ground and there was no movement for a long time. When it moved again, it floated up in the air and flew to the edge.

The desk was also taken away, and the desk at the edge, which obviously belonged to the giant elephant ghost god, was thrown back to its original location.

Chapter 128 True and False Messengers

The giant elephant ghost god seemed to have a good temper. He was not angry about the direct change of position, but sat down directly.

After he took his seat, the spider ghost and the bone sedan chair also took their seats.

Because of what just happened, there was no communication between the ghosts and the strange cultivators for a while.

Yin Feng Scholar was originally the one with the widest circle of friends among them, and he could even talk to ghosts and gods. However, he never thought that the owner of the bone sedan chair, the ghost god called "Si Wang", would dare to provoke and test this person on his side. For a moment, he did not dare to speak again.

Fortunately, this awkward atmosphere did not last long. As a filthy black feather fell, the entire ghost cave became completely dark in an instant, as if there was some huge shadow hanging over it.

The darkness only lasted for a moment, and the next moment, a black figure about three meters tall appeared on the platform. The black figure was wearing a feather cloak. The feathers on the cloak seemed to be wet and stuck together, and black mucus was constantly overflowing from it.

There was another person standing next to the figure in the feather cap. He was a young man with a light figure, dressed in white, wearing a jade crown on his head, and his whole body exuded a twisted "cleanliness".

When they saw the feathered roc, all the ghosts and gods stood up, and even the skeletal sedan chair rose into the air. They all saluted him and called him "Gu Qu".

On the other side, Yin Feng and others from the Guixiu sect also stood up and exchanged greetings.

It's not possible to do this without asking for etiquette. Not to mention that this Guqu ghost is the master of this place. Its power is one of the most powerful among the ghosts and gods in Jingzhou. It once destroyed the Blood Sutra Spiritual Secret Taoist Sect, but the State Inspectorate has no way to deal with this ghost.

His origin is even more extraordinary. It is rumored that he is the legitimate son of the only two great demon gods in Jingzhou at that time, and is revered by the Nanjing Kingdom as the lord of the mountains and rivers of Jingzhou.

Guqu nodded, which was considered a return of greeting. It also noticed that there was a stranger among them who didn't even greet it.

This made it curious about the other party's identity, but also a little unhappy.

But it did not happen, because there was a 'distinguished guest' here, Gu Qu, who came to the table with the mysterious and strange cultivator in white clothes.

What was shocking was that the main seat that originally belonged to Gu Qu was given to the young man in white, Ling Mi.

The young man in white, Ling Mi, also sat down without any hesitation, as if he was the master here.

Everyone present couldn't help but start speculating about this person's identity.

It was only after the hosts were seated that the Guqu ghost god spoke softly.

Although his face could not be seen clearly, a voice that sounded like an ordinary person came from under the large cloak:

"I am very grateful to you all for responding to my invitation and gathering here."

"You are all one of the 'masters' of this land, yet you are rejected by the Wu Kingdom and the many cultivators who claim to be the descendants of the Supreme Dao."

"Now, changes have occurred in this land. Our ghost and god clan, the great demon god Lan Can, and your cultivator, Senior Blood Demon, have already sealed off the headmaster of Jingyuan Academy and the entire Chong'an Prefecture."

"This is the perfect time to do something big."

"Although I didn't say it directly, when I invited you all, you must have guessed my purpose."

"The county under the jurisdiction of Wu State, Linge City, is our target."

"But before that, I would like to introduce a distinguished guest."

Gu Qu stood up, picked up the bronze wine cup on the table and handed it to the young man in white who came with her.

"This person is the messenger of the Holy White Lotus Sect, one of the Taoist sects manifested under the compassion of Miaoshengtian."

"Fellow Daoist Wuque."

"The current favorable situation in Jingzhou was created by the White Lotus Holy Sect."

As Gu Qu finished speaking, the ghosts and gods all turned their attention to the White Lotus Messenger.

The Three Heavens are the source of the Tao, and the attainment of the Tao by spirits, monsters, and ghosts also originates from one of the Three Heavens, Miaosheng Heaven.

The White Lotus Holy Sect was passed down by Miaoshengtian, and many of its teachings are of great help to ghosts and gods.

It is also different from the barrier between the Supreme Taoist lineage and the spirits, ghosts and gods. For the Miaoshengtian human Taoist lineage, the two sides can have a certain degree of connection.

The strange cultivators also reacted, but their eyes were all on Fang Suichu.

The expressions of the three men were a little stiff, especially Yin Feng Shusheng, who was obviously not sweating but couldn't help wiping the sweat off his face.

Two White Lotus Messengers appeared, and they didn’t seem to know each other?

So what about the White Lotus Messenger on my side?

"Gu Channel friends praised it highly..."

Gu Qu directly gave up the stage of the conference, and the Taoist Wuqiu was not polite and stood up directly.

"We are both descended from the Three Heavens, but this Taishang lineage is quite overbearing. They even dare to rebuke our Lord of Mercy, Miaoshengtian. They even seize the resources that should have belonged to us."

"The White Lotus Purifies the World, and sooner or later the Wonderful Heaven will appear, the compassion of the White Lotus Mother."

"Let's start from Taizhou and Jingzhou now."

"Our Holy Church has begun to abolish the Wu Kingdom's legal system and establish our own Heavenly Land."

"Five counties have already been incorporated into our White Lotus Heavenly Township."

"The same should be done in other places in Jingzhou, sowing the seeds of my White Lotus Law."

"Establish a new blood seal, pardon and seal all the gods of mountains and rivers, and share the blood food."

"But Linge County is indeed a special place."

"It has been occupied by a spiritual mystic."

"My senior brother was stopped by him, but now his soul has returned to the fairyland of the White Lotus Holy Mother."

"I have also heard something about it." Gu Qu said in a deep voice:

"Fan He died at the hands of this Lingmi. It seems he came from another state."

"No... This is probably a hidden pawn planted by the Wu State."

"You all may not know that the four surrounding counties, including Linge County, were originally infiltrated by the Holy Church. If we had followed the normal plan and the spiritual secrets cultivated by our Holy Church had all taken action, the Jingzhou capital would not have fallen by now."

"The reason is because this Wu spy slaughtered all the spiritual secrets that my Holy Church had placed there."

"Previously, the state government was still looking for Ling Mi, the man who killed the double palms in half a month, but now it seems that they are just putting on a show."

"Fortunately, it was my senior brother who sacrificed himself and tore apart the laws of Wu Jingzhou. That's why that man failed."

"Now that the situation has reversed, it's time for us to take action and make that Fang guy pay for his karma... Hey, why are you fellow cultivators acting like this?"

Taoist Wuque looked towards the strange cultivators and the wandering cultivators. Compared to the ghosts and gods who were all listening attentively, the three spiritual secrets on the wandering cultivators' side were trembling all over, as if they had been cursed.

PS: Starting today, I will update three times a day. I'll post this as proof. (。?ˇ_ˇ?。:)

Chapter 129 I’m Here to Kill You