Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

"Invite him?"

Zhou Qing paused and shook his head firmly.

"impossible."

This disaster was controlled by them. If they were invited to eliminate the strangeness, they would definitely have to make certain demands.

This time it may be a request to disband the anti-evil cultist alliance, but next time it may be a request to abandon orthodoxy and ancestors.

He is very aware of these power-playing operations.

Today's problem must be dealt with personally, and he must not lose to those evil cultivators.

"I will personally meet the master of that sect." Zhou Qing waved his sleeves and made up his mind.

"I can't do it."

Opposite the communication instrument, Li Yuangeng was anxious, "Are you going to die?"

Zhou Qing was indifferent and said, "I will handle the trouble caused by me alone, and you don't need to take action.

Even if he is killed today, we, the Tianshan clan, will bury him together, and we will suppress him here and never appear again.

Yuan Geng, if something happens to me, you must remember not to let anyone else step into my Tianshan clan again."

Hearing that the words contained a death wish, Li Yuangeng had no choice but to sigh, pause for a moment, and said:

"Why don't you go out and take a look first?"

What to see?

Zhou Qing was still in the Demon Suppression Prison. He looked up at the ceiling, and it was still the same.

The Demon-Suppressing Prison is made entirely of black rock. It is as black as the abyss and void, but now it looks much more pleasing to the eye than those monsters.

Suddenly, his expression changed slightly.

Because the Demon Suppressing Prison has a breathable skylight, and it is daytime again.

So why don't you see the sun?

As he hurriedly walked out, Zhou Qing's face suddenly turned pale.

The sky for the entire Tianshan tribe turned into an ink-like black, and a gloomy wind blew. The skin felt cool from time to time. When I raised my arms, I saw black rain falling, which was very sticky.

The black sky occasionally lit up for a moment, with silent lightning flashing, and a huge shadow with teeth and claws revealed in the clouds.

Like a walking giant, it disappeared in a flash.

"What is this?" Zhou Qing looked horrified.

"You are a flying immortal from the Tianshan tribe. You are blessed by auspiciousness and blessings from those who ascended. Some people say that you have ascended, and they are all waiting to congratulate you from the Tianshan tribe." Li Yuangeng said.

"Who said this is nonsense?" Zhou Qing frowned.

When the hell did I ascend, I don’t even know.

"Everyone says so, but you yourself don't know it yet.

I just wanted to try to go in, and found that there was a barrier, and I couldn't detect the internal situation at all." Li Yuangeng said.

Zhou Qing was stunned for a moment, and combined with the strangeness he saw, he understood what he meant.

"You mean, in the eyes of outsiders, my Tianshan clan is being protected by the ascended ones?"

"That's right."

Li Yuangeng said: "According to the evil cultivators, this is the insect realm that accompanies the insect swarm when abnormal events occur.

But the good news is that they didn't come this time.

By the way, what did you just say? Hui Dao Sect Master?

So, you really have to handle this on your own, and I can’t help you, brother."

After that, I added another sentence at the right time:

"How about asking Ice Immortal Lord to take action?"

Zhou Qing was stunned.

I was just talking about it, do you really want to go find him?

He knows very well that the source of everything lies in the master of that gate. If he does not come today.

Forget it, if you don’t come today, you will have to come another day.

"Then I'll go."

Zhou Qing found an umbrella from the warehouse, put it on his head, shook the rainwater off his shoulders, and found that it was sticky and could not be shaken off.

He ignored it and strode out of the Demon Suppressing Prison.

The entire Tianshan clan was very quiet. He noticed that the guards, handyman disciples who usually patrolled, and even the wild cranes were missing. The entire clan was in silence.

Occasionally, there are people standing in the rain or under the eaves. They all raise their heads and look obsessed.

Zhou Qing looked at it, reached out and slapped the disciple on the face several times, but still couldn't wake him up, but saw maggots squirming in his eyes.

"From the outside, do our Tianshan people seem quiet or lively?" Zhou Qing asked.

A voice came from the communication device.

"The whole family goes on a pilgrimage to understand the dharma of the ascended one and recite the dharma."

Zhou Qing had nothing to say. He was in a state of confusion. It seemed that everything had become fake in an instant. If he hadn't been very familiar with Li Changgeng, he would have even felt that those who were talking to him at the moment were those evil gangs.

Xiu, they are all deceiving him.

Therefore, he only believed his own eyes.

No longer paying attention to those stunned disciples, he walked all the way towards the place arranged for the Taoist sect master, and gradually discovered that many white insects appeared on the ground.

They are densely packed and woven into blankets, climbing everywhere on the walls and trees, and some fall from the branches and fall into the neck.

Cool.

He looked up at the umbrella that was tightly covering his head, was silent for a while, and then threw it away.

As he walked, he vaguely heard some sounds.

It was coming from the ancestral temple next door, so it seemed a bit familiar.

"Prajna Sutra?"

Zhou Qing remembered that this was the supreme spiritual method of his Tianshan clan, the supreme true inheritance, created by the patriarch who was infinitely close to ascension four hundred years ago.

He had practiced before, but his qualifications were not good and he only achieved a small degree of success throughout his life.

But now, after hearing this whispering sound, he felt a sense of enlightenment. Many things he didn't understand were suddenly enlightened.

Crackling.

He felt that his physical body was undergoing transformation, his bones were being reshaped, and the aura of chaos was flowing throughout his body.

"Has another breakthrough occurred unexpectedly?"

He whispered.

In this way, he saw that the master of the Dao Sect had a better chance of winning.

Today, this monster will be suppressed and sealed into the eighteenth floor of the Demon-Suppressing Prison. He will be saved by the methods of his ancestors and everything will be destroyed.

"What are you talking about?" Li Yuangeng's voice came.

"I broke through unexpectedly." Zhou Qing said.

"What on earth are you talking about?" Li Yuangeng repeated.

Zhou Qing suddenly woke up.

breakthrough?

Metamorphosis?

He spread his hands, looked at the chaos energy surrounding his body, and felt the majestic reshaping power in his body, but he felt a chill in his heart and fear appeared in his eyes.

Previously, Yun Ming also felt that he was very good, and he had heard the way of heaven and had great enlightenment.

This is so familiar.

No, it's all an illusion!

Whoosh!

Zhou Qing drew his sword and looked at his face in the bright light.

Old, calm, unsmiling, not angry and proud.

But at this moment, he had some doubts about his judgment and said:

"Yuan Geng, do you have the Sky Viewing Stone in your hand?"

"Here, what's wrong?"

"Look at what I look like now."

After a moment, the faint image opened, and Zhou Qing saw Li Yuangeng. The background was a dark cellar, and there were many unused paper figures next to it.

Soon, the image closes.

"How am I doing now?" Zhou Qing asked anxiously.

After a long silence, Li Yuangeng said: "I told you you shouldn't go."

Zhou Qing understood it all at once, his eyes were blank and he was talking to himself.

"It's impossible. This is all normal. How could I admit my mistake? How could I admit my mistake?"

He clearly felt that he had become stronger and more enlightened. As a famous Yuanying old monster, he still had this judgment.

How could I have bugs growing on me?

Thinking like this, he felt that the rustling sound coming from his ears gradually turned into the noisy sound of chanting sutras, and in the noise, the divine voice of the great avenue appeared. It was the teachings of the ancestors in his ears, and it was the mental method he had practiced for hundreds of years.

Resonance with the way of heaven.

This is familiar and normal, it has been like this since ancient times.

But, has it been right since ancient times?

It was getting harder and harder for him to believe his eyes.

"Maybe they are right?"

Li Yuangeng said: "How about asking Ice Immortal Lord to take action?"

"Invite him."

"Invite him!"

Zhou Qing's legs went weak. He had accumulated a long time of fatigue, and a sense of confusion and powerlessness flooded his old face. His temples turned white, and his eyes were ashen. Under the reflection of the sword light, they had long lost their luster.

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