Until now, Mou Bilian still didn't know that Jiang Tian's real plan was to kill the Longevity Sect Master. She didn't even know Jiang Tian's true identity.
It couldn't be helped. A little girl like her was too weak. If she knew the truth, she would probably pee in her pants!
Fan Luomei opened her mouth a few times and wanted to say something. But in the end, she could only sigh and say nothing.
Now that Jiang Taichu was full of lice, he was no longer afraid of the itch.
Anyway, he had already offended Shou Ruhai by killing Shou Lei and there would be a fierce battle sooner or later. Was there a need to feign civility now?
Was there any use in feigning civility?
Ignoring everyone's shocked gazes, Jiang Tian put his hands behind his back and stepped onto the divine rainbow leisurely. The others also came back to their senses and followed.
The godly rainbow swept across the sky as Jiang Tian and the others rode on the clouds. The white clouds, mountains, and other sceneries flashed past their eyes rapidly. In just a few seconds, Jiang Tian and the others had landed in the Ten Thousand Year Mountain.
Around them, the palaces were tall and majestic. They were sacred and emitted divine light with a majestic aura, as if they were the residences of immortals.
Jiang Tian looked around.
In each of the halls, there were elders preaching scriptures and teaching divine abilities and secret techniques. There were also elders investigating matters and verifying law enforcement. In the depths of the palace, there were guest elders. Their origins were mysterious, and their auras were gloomy. They were very low-key.
The entire great sect seemed to be operating in an orderly manner. Their operations were smooth, and they were filled with talents.
One by one, the disciples hurriedly passed by. When they saw Fairy Luo Mei and the others, they bowed and greeted them respectfully.
However, Jiang Tian discovered that their eyes were filled with a wild and aggressive look, as if they were wild beasts that wanted to devour people.
As the fifth orthodoxy in West Earth, Longevity Sect was not as strong as Golden Roc Temple, but it was also extremely terrifying.
Most of the disciples were above Foundation Establishment and there were tens of thousands of them.
The hall masters and elders had a certain status and were basically at the Golden Core realm.
Every single one of the numerous disciples was immaculately dressed. Their expressions were solemn and respectful, and their manners were strict. However, they all held their breaths and were extremely careful, not daring to speak loudly.
Many of them looked very young, but their eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life. It was unknown how long their lifespans were. These were all experts who had reincarnated once or more.
"Hehe, Changsheng, Changsheng! In the end, the world still can't see through these two words! "
Jiang Tian opened his Divine Sense and used a secret technique. His eyes were focused and a wry smile appeared on his face.
He could see that in the Sea of Consciousness of these reincarnated experts, besides the main soul, there were also a few dim souls that were struggling and wailing silently.
His main soul was like a raging inferno, vigorous and powerful.
This time, however, his soul was dim and lifeless, like a candle in the wind. It seemed like it would soon be extinguished, but it was unwilling to be annihilated.
The Changshen Sect's Secret Art of Possession was already extraordinary. It could break the iron rule that cultivators could not possess a third body.
However, it was still not a top-notch possession technique. It could not be compared to something as heaven-defying as the Soul Devourer.
The more the believers tried to possess someone, the more difficult it would be to possess someone else's body. Even then, they would not be able to completely strip the original soul from the body.
These secondary souls belonged to the bodies that had been possessed time and time again. They were unwilling to be annihilated, so they fought with the main soul for the body and complained about their atrocities.
As a special envoy of a kingdom, Fairy Luo Mei's status in the sect was only inferior to the Sect Master, Grand Elder, Vice Sect Master, Elder, and Hall Master. She had her own hall and courtyard, and it was used as a place of residence and cultivation. It was called Luo Mei Courtyard.
There were also hundreds of servants, whose status was higher than that of a princess of a country.
They immediately settled down and waited for the Sect Master of the Changshen Sect.
As soon as Jiang Tian settled down, he heard the violent sounds of fighting in the sky. He was slightly startled and looked up.
The two Foundation Establishment cultivators leapt as if they were flying and clashed with each other. Sometimes they would leap into the clouds, and sometimes they would descend to the bottom of the valley. Their attacks were swift and fierce, and their moves were ever-changing. Sometimes they fought in close quarters, and sometimes they unleashed their secret arts from afar. They were extremely powerful.
Three seconds later.
Whoosh! Bam!
One of the cultivators succeeded and cut off his opponent's head with his saber. His Divine Soul was destroyed and he left with the body.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother. You killed your opponent and got the body!"
Many disciples went forward and congratulated him with a smile.
"Those are the two disciples. The one who died was known as the 'Fleeting Shadow Divine Leg.' He's very powerful!"
Fairy Luo Mei walked to Jiang Tian's side with a smile on her face. She looked otherworldly and charming.
"The disciple who won has been coveting his Divine Leg for many years and challenged him many times. They've fought many times before and he finally won this time!"
"Coveting his Divine Leg?"
Tang Linglong suddenly thought of a possibility. She turned pale and sweat appeared on her forehead.
"Right! Sister Linglong is right! "
Fairy Luo Mei said calmly.
"The Changshen Sect is not only good at possession, but also good at healing. They can reattach broken limbs and replace them with limbs and heads! I heard that three hundred years ago, a Grand Elder once gathered the strongest parts of a dozen Overlords and replaced them with their heads, limbs and organs. He finally reached the Nascent Soul level. "
"After his Divine Body reached the phenomenal success level, he challenged the Golden Roc Temple's Buddha. They couldn't win for three days and three nights. In the end, he died of exhaustion!"
"I can't believe there's such an evil art in the world!"
When Tang Linglong heard this, she thought about it carefully and could not help but shudder.
"That's terrifying!"
Ye Keren and the Martial Demon Lady's faces also turned pale.
They had both fought and killed and their hands were stained with blood.
But this was the first time they had heard of such a cruel thing. It was ten times more terrifying than possession!
Li Wuji shook his head and said, "Bastard! Bastard! It's against nature and the laws of heaven. It's unforgivable! "
"Everyone, this is the Three Laws of Changshen!"
Fairy Luo Mei explained.
"In the eyes of the Changshen Sect, cultivation isn't as simple as meditating. It's not as gentle as swallowing pills and absorbing Spirit Qi. It's a cruel battle, a fierce clash between iron and blood!"
Jiang Tian smiled and didn't say anything. His face was calm, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Jiang Tian had seen too many of such arts in his previous life.
Not to mention grafting the limbs of the same species, Jiang Tian had even seen many humans grafting the limbs, torsos, and organs of beasts and demons to strengthen themselves.
In Jiang Tian's eyes, such arts weren't evil or righteous.
If they were used to invade and bully the weak, they were evil.
If they were used to defend against invaders and maintain peace, they were righteous.
Jiang Tian didn't agree with such arts, not because they were cruel and unethical.
Morality was too complicated. Jiang Tian didn't like to judge by morality, but by the pros and cons.
Jiang Tian didn't agree with such arts because they weren't the strongest. They were even very primitive and had many disadvantages.
Cultivators had to be confident, independent and strong. Their Dao Heart had to be as firm as a rock and they couldn't pin their hopes on external objects.
Even if they obtained Heavenly Treasures, they had to refine them into their own True Essence or carve them into their own Dharma treasures!
In fact, in Jiang Tian's eyes, Dharma treasures were external objects!
Jiang Tian didn't like to rely on Dharma treasures and Dharma weapons. Instead, he forged many Divine Bodies, strengthened his True Essence and finally condensed a divine-grade Golden Core.
Jiang Tian's path was to not rely on external objects and not be limited by them. He wanted to strengthen himself and be independent. To forge iron, one had to be strong!
Dharma treasures and Dharma weapons could be taken away by others, but the Divine Body would always be one's!
No matter how good a Dharma treasure was, it could only be used at will and be at the realm of "controlling".
However, Dharma treasures weren't your arms and fingers after all!
This kind of cultivation method that allowed one to seize the body of an expert and replace one's own limbs and internal organs obviously meant that one had lost one's Daoist heart that did not rely on external objects and boldly forge ahead.
They seemed domineering and invincible, but their bones were filled with despair and inferiority. Their Dao Heart had long been shattered!
It was fine if they met an ordinary expert, but if they met a top expert, they would be crushed into sand in minutes!
On this day, Fairy Luo Mei was very busy. She brought the Holy Children and Holy Daughters to the Elder Compound to report on her work, accept the assessment and rewards, pay respects to the Hall Masters of each Hall, and entertain close friends. Her feet didn't touch the ground at all.
However, Jiang Tian was at ease. In this palace, he meditated and cultivated silently. No one disturbed him.
That night, Jiang Tian was meditating and cultivating.
Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar came from outside the door.
"Outer Sect Odd Job Disciple, Feng Ao, challenges Candidate Direct Disciple, Xing Tu! If you have the guts, come out and accept your death! "
The roar was like rolling thunder, turning into sound waves that smashed down fiercely like heavy cannons.
Suddenly, a gust of wind whistled in Luo Mei's courtyard.
It was as if a Level 18 hurricane had struck. The turbid waves in the pond surged to the sky, and the ground cracked into ravines. The towering trees collapsed into sawdust, the rockery and strange rocks rolled on the ground, and tiles flew everywhere.
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