There is also a large number of tribesmen who have extremely firm faith in their hearts. They kowtow to the statues and constantly pray for the favor of the gods.
Everyone could only make a sound when the Burning Heart Flame was first planted in them. After that, their throats began to smoke and they could no longer speak, so the scene suddenly became quiet.
Zhuge Chengxi happily admired the ugly appearances of some of the compassionate people and said to the high priest, "It seems that your gods have abandoned you. I have come to your door, but your gods dare not come out to see me..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" The high priest was trembling with anger, but he had no way to deal with Zhuge Chengxi, otherwise he would have taken action long ago. How could he tolerate Zhuge Chengxi talking here? All the high priest's power came from the tear mark between his eyebrows, but now the tear mark's power was ineffective against Zhuge Chengxi. He could only pin his hopes on the gods to intervene, but the gods did not respond...
Honestly, the high priest could only protect himself, not others. He watched helplessly as the tribesmen he once knew died in agony, observing their suffering without being able to lend a helping hand...
At that moment, the high priest felt that his spiritual realm had been sublimated.
He felt the mercy of God for his believers.
The tear marks between the eyebrows emitted a hazy and soft light, which enveloped all the tribesmen.
At first, the tribesmen thought they were saved.
But soon, they found that they were too happy too early. The green light emitted from the high priest's eyebrows was not for saving people at all!
On the contrary, the pain felt by all the tribesmen enveloped by the green light suddenly increased by more than double!
Everyone's eyes were wide open, and the expressions on their faces were extremely distorted, looking extremely scary.
The high priest said with a sad look, "This is all I can do for you."
Tribe members: ???
What are you doing for us?
Some of the tribesmen had such questions in their minds, while others were immersed in pain and couldn't extricate themselves, and didn't pay any attention to what the high priest said.
But soon, the tribesmen were freed, as their bodies quickly melted and disappeared in the green light. The air was filled with a strong, nauseating smell of blood. The high priest took a deep breath, an intoxicated smile on his face. He said, "Since I can't solve your suffering, I will kill you as soon as possible to free you."
Lan Tiao quickly hid far away. He felt that the high priest had gone crazy, but the green light emitted from the high priest's eyebrows had never enveloped him.
Zhuge Chengxi's eyes flickered with two flames, and he said with hope, "You'd better bring me a different surprise, otherwise I will be very disappointed."
"As you wish." There was a hint of pity in the eyes of the high priest. This kind of pity... was as if the gods high above, while watching the sadness and separation of the world with cold eyes, revealed a superficial false pity.
Zhuge Chengxi opened his arms impatiently, "Come on, come and hit me."
A dazzling green light flowed from the high priest's brows, and the bloody smell in the air somehow turned into an extremely dense dark green miasma. This miasma seriously affected vision, enveloping Zhuge Chengxi. He could vaguely make out that two people were fighting, but how they were fighting was impossible for people outside to see. Lan Tiao was hiding in the distance. Now that his cultivation had been destroyed and a mark had been planted on his brows, he felt that his future was bleak. He took a glance and found that the dark green miasma was actually moving!
It turned out that the high priest believed that fighting next to the statue was disrespectful, so he deliberately moved the "battlefield" while fighting, leaving the space around the altar statue empty.
Lan Tiao saw a pile of clothes scattered on the ground near the altar. As for the people in the clothes... they were all killed by the high priest just now, and there was not even a corpse left.
Lan Tiao sighed in his heart, feeling that the path of cultivation for a cultivator was indeed not easy. Then he walked forward and began to rummage through the pile of clothes. Some people carried silver and spirit stones with them, some carried spiritual weapons and magic treasures, and some carried bamboo slips containing the exercises.
Lan Tiao took a look around the pile of clothes and gained a lot.
Seeing that the fighting between the high priest and Zhuge Chengxi was getting louder and louder, Lan Tiao took off his coat, put all the wealth he had just looted into it, and then carried them back to the room halfway up the mountain. He hid the silver and spirit stones, and first checked various spiritual weapons. One of them was a storage jade pendant. Unfortunately, Lan Tiao had no spiritual power now and could not contract them. He could only satisfy his desire. He began to check the bamboo slips again. This time he found a total of thirteen bamboo slips, one of which recorded the "Stealing Life Divine Art". Lan Tiao clearly remembered that this was found in the pile of Lei Fenfei's clothes. Although Lei Fenfei had died in the miasma forest before, the tribesmen took the trouble to carry his body up. Later, the body disappeared, but the things were left behind.
"This life-stealing magic... is both good and evil..."
The strangest thing about this magical skill is that it requires one to "disperse the power and start over", and the way to disperse the power is to completely destroy the dantian. After the dantian is destroyed, the advancement speed of practicing this skill will be extremely fast. The reason why this skill is said to be both good and evil is because after practicing the "life-stealing magic skill", in essence, you are not practicing yourself, but stealing other people's practice results, lifespan and even luck.
If you want to become stronger, you just need to keep stealing from others, and the stealing process must be gradual. For example, a beginner should steal from a cultivator in the Infant Yuan Realm, then the Young Yuan Realm, the Green Yuan Realm... You can't steal from a higher realm, but you can steal from a lower realm. For example, if Lan Tiao steals from a cultivator in the initial stage of the Infant Yuan Realm, he can then steal from a cultivator in the middle stage of the Infant Yuan Realm, or even a cultivator in the advanced stage, or a cultivator in the Great Perfection of the Infant Yuan Realm...
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