Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 1943

[Chapter 255 Ceremony]

Heard loud noises outside. Qing Yanzong smiled, took the last sacrificial tool from the chelicera of that Brapu, and put it on the end of his body.

“Okay, General, let’s go.” He pointed to the outside: “As you said, there are worms waiting for me outside.”

That Brapp didn’t say a word, and silently followed Qingzong Sect behind.

Qingzong went through the last section of the road peacefully, left the forbidden area, and then passed through a long and narrow corridor.

A mountain of meat fell into their eyes. Combined with the bone column, it is like a plate… Probably a meat puree with a few bones inserted for decoration.

However, this is a more normal sight.

Qing Yanzong waved his claw limbs and greeted everyone.

But at this moment, he stopped.

What is there… unusual aura…

Qing Yanzong looked at the center of the venue suspiciously.

Due to the serious interference of immortal power on spiritual consciousness, he is not like the Mahayana powerhouses of other planets who can simply use spiritual consciousness to do all this.

And this abnormal behavior also caused that Brapp to turn his eye stalk and aim at Qingzong’s back.

There is no doubt that other powerhouses farther away have also discovered this.

Qingpus, who was commanding the surging insects in the air, also slowed down the movements in his hands.

In fact, they originally had a plan of “being discovered by Qingzong at the moment of the assassination”. They have already thought about all the possible situations, of course, which does not include the seemingly nonsense possibility of the arrival of demons from outside the sky.

However, Qing Yanzong’s distraction only lasted for a moment. He continued to wave his chelicerae, then inserted a pair of chelicerae into the ground, seemingly unaware, and said, “Now, the ceremony begins!”

Sure enough…

Qingpus sighed.

He knew that Lord Qingzong had always been a planned bug. He rarely does useless things. Including coming to preside over the ceremony every time. This ceremony, for a moment, can add the power of ten thousand insects to one insect. If it is an ordinary cultivator, it is naturally impossible to control such a huge power.

But Qing Yanzong can.

In fact, the general rite of passage for the people of the hills is not so big. Under normal circumstances, that is, a hundred or so insects gather together to complete the ceremony.

It is even said that such a big ceremony was only set up after the Qingzong Sect unified the hills.

At the very beginning, Fu Lai was also created to practice similar laws.

Master Qingzong must be trying to use this ceremony to do something… to make a little effort that I still can’t understand.

If this effort is to fight against the demons outside the sky…

So, even if I warn you, Master Qingzong will not necessarily cancel this ceremony. Instead, he exposes himself. Moreover, if this time is unsuccessful, they still have the possibility of a comeback.

And my best course of action is…

A lot of sinister thoughts flashed through the sky in Qingpus. And Fang Ye Zhao, who was in the swarm, slapped Lingshen with his chelicerae, and said, “You can let me go now.”

When Qing Yanzong showed an abnormal expression, Fang Ye Zhao trembled, and his chelic limbs trembled. , it is necessary to rush out from the spot.

After all, the invincible name of the Qinghai Sect was too terrifying.

Fortunately, at this moment, the spiritual god who came from out of nowhere suppressed her.

Fang Ye Zhao didn’t like this coercive posture, and was vaguely annoyed. But the spirit god was suddenly shocked. Fang Ye Zhao was shot by the spirits in the swarm, and his whole body was in pain. She turned around to try to reason, but found that Lingshen had disappeared without a trace for some reason.

On the high platform at the entrance of Yongdao, Qing Yanzong thought secretly in his heart: “It looks like something that shouldn’t have come…”

However, the ceremony must not stop. He will soon have to face the aliens. At this time, even a little more strength is good.

However, the dangerous aura that flashed in that moment just now was…

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After Fu La joined Roshan, the entire Roshan’s The form of movement has changed. All the bugs are under the command, and automatically divide into several strands, surging in several directions in an orderly manner. The countless erected bone pillars also faintly formed into several concentric circles.

Then, countless worms rushed towards the ten bone pillars closest to the core, clinging to them.

The tiny limbs under the body of these insects, although not like their chelicerae, have powerful lethality at first sight, but they are still strong. Even if the hardened tissue at the tips of their limbs couldn’t pierce through the remains of the fairy, it was enough for them to hold on to. The few bone pillars in the middle were soon completely covered by meat worms and turned into red pillars.

Meat worms are not satisfied with the appearance of covering a layer on the bone column. More hill people grabbed the backs of their fellow clan and continued to climb up. From a distance, it looks like the meat column is getting thicker.

Wang Qi, who was watching from a distance, noticed that the meat worms that can occupy the top position of the column are often the meat worms with the status of “soldiers” and whose cultivation is higher than the average line.

After a column is arranged, the following columns are immediately sent forward. Under the squeezing of the swarm, the second circle of white bone pillars was transported, and then stood on top of the first white bone pillar.

The strong man who had been prepared for a long time immediately hugged the pillars of the second circle. The last four pairs of limbs were still holding the first pillar, while the first three pairs of limbs, together with the main chelicerae, which were alienated into a broadsword, hugged the second pillar.

Steady and steady.

The masters behind them fixed their connections with other compatriots in the same way. All the worms hugged tightly like this, turning their bodies into iron hoops, tightly hooping the two bone pillars.

Then, more meat worms swarmed up, clinging to the second bone pillar.

Then there are the third and fourth.

The bone pillars are pieced together like this. And more bugs cling to the bugs already attached to the bone pillar. The ten meat pillars are getting thicker and thicker, gradually connecting into one.

Like a succulent plant sprouting from the ground.

And the direction of the growth of this “succulent plant” is naturally the direction of the Qinghai Sect.

More and more masters hide themselves in this ranks.

According to tradition, the closer the monk is to the skeleton, the stronger. And only the strongest warriors can occupy the place where the bones meet. Therefore, the tattoo master group is not worried that Qing Zong will see them.

“Aiya, what is this for? Does it fit together? Such an ugly shape is not fashionable.” Wang Qi grabbed small pieces of fairy tissue from the ground and ate them like popcorn.

He had no idea what the ceremony was about at all. But it doesn’t look… at least not like an official Shinto ritual.

More and more powerhouses have chosen a position close to the Qingzong Sect, lurking near the bones like this. Only a few masters such as Kong Yuanzun are still surging with the swarm, hoping to find the area closest to Qingzong himself.

They are the death squads responsible for the first strike. If they succeed, all is well. Others, on the other hand, shouldered the two responsibilities of “blocking the son of the mist” and “preventing the Qingzong sect from escaping”.

If Wang Qi knew about this plan, he would definitely laugh at it. No matter how shallow the Son of Mist’s knowledge is, it is still the level of the immortal. Under normal circumstances, the circle of life can be easily slaughtered. No matter how many masters of the Mahayana period, they are not enough to see in front of Son of the Mist. That is to say, Qing Yanzong is stupid and the son of the mist is stupid, so he will be played by these stupid people who can’t even investigate. For a long time in the future, this kind of prejudice will not be erased in Wang Qi’s heart.

But these guys really moved forward with the tragic and solemn death.

Zeps have also joined the swarm. He walked naturally, looking for his position, without communicating with Kong Yuanzun, not even looking at Kong Yuanzun.

The last circle of bone pillars was very close to the Qingzong Sect. There are only two fist bone pillars, forming a hollow meat pillar. At this time, this evil-looking and evil-looking thing was only less than ten feet away from the Qingzong Sect. That Brapu also came out of the exotic land behind Qingzong Sect and jumped into this strange cluster of ten thousand insects.

This is the first time that Kong Yuanzun has observed the Qingzong Sect within three feet. At this time, all the people of the hills began to run their mana, and countless spiritual lights were soaring. Coupled with the changes in spiritual power in the past few days, the spiritual consciousness, which was not very useful, was once again suppressed. Constitutes a more serious spiritual disturbance to them]. Therefore, it is unlikely that Qingzong will see himself directly.

This is the “time of the day” bestowed by the hills.

“Fate is also hinting to me. This time it will be successful.” The old man closed his eyes again.

And Qing Yanzong also slowly raised the two pairs of main chelicerae above his head.

Then, hit it lightly. A pair of worn musical instruments made a melodious sound.

The sound was not loud, but at this moment, the originally cluttered swarm was surprisingly peaceful.

Qing Yanzong once again looked at the strange object formed by the swarm.

This is the hill or mountain in the belief of the hill people.

This is his hometown.

No matter what, it must be protected…

Qing Yanzong slowly retracted his eye stalk and continued to strike the instrument. His percussion seemed to have some kind of magic power, making all the people of the hills gradually settle down. “In ancient times, mountains fell

from the sky.” Qingzong chanted slowly: “After that, there were thousands of people. The people of the hills changed from generation to generation, living and working in peace and contentment.

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“The hills gave birth to me and raised me, I dare not or forget them. I will return them now, so that the hills will live forever!”

With the words of Qingzong Zong, an inexplicable and magnificent force was used from the roots of this huge group.

Countless hills people’s mana merged seamlessly, merged into one, and rushed upwards.

“Let me go, what the heck…” Wang Qi was taken aback, all the monks’ mana had a strong personal imprint, and there was no reason to mix them like this.

But in a breath, he understood.

“I see……”

[End of this Chapter]