The reborn medical concubine and her baby stun the whole capital

Zhuge Chengxi: "..."

What nonsense are you talking about.

Zhuge Chengxi was not interested in these godly things that the high priest said. It was all going in one ear and out the other. He leisurely looked at the terrain and environment along the way, and suddenly felt that these believers were quite pathetic. They relied on the gods to survive. Being trapped in the Merciful Light Swamp, losing freedom, yet still being grateful to the gods, dedicating everything to the gods, and serving the gods for the rest of their lives, it is really sad.

Among demonic cultivators, there are also many methods of cultivating people to learn how to confuse people's minds and influence their thinking, so as to achieve the effect of controlling others. However, those demonic cultivators are not as powerful as the so-called "gods", and they cannot give believers more abilities, so there is no way. Form a tribe like the Compassion Tribe.

While Zhuge Chengxi was thinking wildly, he followed the high priest and unknowingly reached the mountainside. When he saw the houses and farmland, he couldn't help but be surprised and asked: "You still farm?"

"We are human beings, and we all need to drink water and eat. If we don't cultivate the land, what will we eat?" the high priest said.

"Okay, I thought you all had gone without food." Zhuge Chengxi walked over and looked at the crops in the field. They were growing well, but they were still different from ordinary crops in the outside world. The crops here were all dark in color. Green looks poisonous and makes people unappetizing. Even tomatoes are green. Zhuge Chengxi didn't recognize them as tomatoes at first, but he didn't know until the high priest told him.

The high priest added: "The gods pity the mortals, so we must learn the mortal way of life, with men plowing and women weaving, working hard."

Zhuge Chengxi: "..." It sounds really annoying to mention gods at every turn.

The two continued walking up the mountain.

Since many of the Compassion clan members had been injured by Fen Xinyan before, they were all carried near the statue. The rest of the Compassion clan members shed tears while dancing a strange and changeable dance. This dance was similar to that performed when offering sacrifices. This kind of dance conveys a message of "asking for help" to the gods, praying for the gods' mercy and help, but the gods have not responded. One after another, compassionate tribesmen died, and their bodies turned into blood, flowed to the altar, and injected into the bodies of the gods. .

Zhuge Chengxi closed his eyes and felt that this dance was very magical and seemed to coincide with the rhyme of Taoism, but it was definitely not a good Taoism. If he studied this dance carefully, he would have the urge to join in it.

Zhuge Chengxi said: "Instead of begging God, you should come to me. As long as you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will let them live."

"Bold maniac, my tribe only kneels to our parents and gods. Who do you think you are, worthy of us?"

"I pray that the gods will punish you and severely punish the arrogant and ignorant people!"

"O God, please have mercy on me..."

Zhuge Chengxi sneered, and a ball of flame lit up in his eyes again.

"what--"

Screams rang out one after another, and the dance was interrupted, because all the dancing tribesmen fell to the ground and howled in pain.

"Stop!!" The high priest's eyes were astonished. There were no flowers, plants or trees to block the area. In addition, the open space allowed Zhuge Chengxi to easily see all the dancing tribesmen, so he could plant Burning Heart Flame in everyone's heart.

In the blink of an eye, all the clan members fell.

Except for the high priest and Lan Tiao.

The high priest finally noticed Lan Tiao at this time. When he was in the miasma forest, the high priest was busy chasing people, and many of the tribesmen were fine, so Lan Tiao was not eye-catching at that time. Now, There were only two people left, and Lan Tiao stood out from the crowd, particularly conspicuous.

The high priest asked: "Why are you okay?"

Lan Tiao didn't know how to explain it. In fact, he knew very well what was going on. He could only attribute it to the defensive weapon he brought with him as a gift from his sister.

Seeing the excitement, Zhuge Chengxi didn't mind the matter and said with a smile: "Because he knelt down and begged me for mercy before, so I forgave him."

Hearing this, the high priest glanced at Lan Tiao angrily and scolded: "Why do you have no backbone at all? As a believer in the gods, you must pay attention to your words and deeds, and you should not grovel to outsiders. We people would rather stand When we die, we will never kneel to anyone except gods and parents, because they are not worthy! You have to know that even if you die, you must die with dignity, because after death, there will be a divine messenger who advises us to go to the gods to use the supreme power. A great nation built. Since you just joined our clan and don’t understand many things, I won’t argue with you this time... If there is a next time, I won’t let you off lightly!”

Lan Tiao lowered his eyebrows and his posture was submissive. He didn't want to argue with the high priest on such a meaningless matter. Besides, he didn't kneel at all, but the explanation was meaningless at this time. It was like bandits breaking into the village, men, women, and children. No one was spared, but Lan Tiao was spared. No matter how Lan Tiao explained at this time, everyone would think that he was an accomplice of the bandits, and it would be useless to say more.

The reason why Lan Tiao was not labeled as a "traitor" was because the entire race was loyal to the gods and could not betray them at all. Therefore, in the eyes of the high priest, Lan Tiao was at most a bit greedy for life and afraid of death, but Sin does not lead to death.

As for the clan members, some wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy from Zhuge Chengxi. After all, it was too painful. Before, everyone was afraid that all they would get after kneeling was humiliation and death in the end, so they didn't kneel down. But now, seeing Lan Tiao intact , indicating that kneeling is useful, then of course you have to kneel. Although everyone is willing to die for the gods, death now is not for the gods at all, and death is in vain. It is meaningless. Many people have convinced themselves in their hearts and are ready to beg for mercy. However, what the high priest said about integrity made the tribesmen embarrassed to speak. However, some people were more witty. They did not speak, but knelt down in the direction of Zhuge Chengxi, deeply He kowtowed, hoping in his heart that Zhuge Chengxi would be kind and spare their lives.

There are also a large number of tribesmen who have extremely firm beliefs in their hearts. They kowtow to the statues and constantly pray for the blessings of the gods in their hearts.

Everyone could only make a sound when they were first implanted with Burning Heart Flame. After that, their throats began to smoke and they could no longer speak, so the scene suddenly became quiet.

Zhuge Chengxi happily admired the ugliness of some of the Compassion clan members, and said to the high priest: "It seems that your gods have abandoned you. I have knocked on the door, but your gods dare not come out to see me..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" The high priest was trembling with anger, but there was nothing he could do to Zhuge Chengxi. Otherwise, he would have taken action long ago. How could he tolerate Zhuge Chengxi talking here? All the power of the high priest comes from the center of his eyebrows. The tear mark, but now that the ability of the tear mark is ineffective against Zhuge Chengxi, he can only place his hope on the gods to come forward, but the gods did not respond...

To be honest, the high priest could only protect himself, but could not protect others at all. He watched the people he once knew die in pain one by one, watching their suffering, but unable to lend a helping hand...

At that moment, the high priest felt that his ideological realm had been sublimated.

He experienced the mercy of gods towards believers.

The tear marks between the brows glowed with a hazy and soft light, and this light enveloped all the clan members.

At first, the tribesmen thought they were saved.

But soon, they discovered that they were happy too early. The green light emanating from the high priest's eyebrows was not for saving people at all!

On the contrary, the pain on all the tribesmen shrouded in green light suddenly more than doubled!

Everyone's eyes were wide open, and the expressions on their faces were extremely distorted, making them look particularly scary.

The high priest looked sadly and said, "That's all I can do for you."

People:? ? ?

What are you doing for us?

Such questions arose in the minds of some tribesmen, while others were immersed in pain and unable to extricate themselves, and did not pay attention to what the high priest said.

But soon, the tribesmen were all relieved, because their bodies melted and disappeared quickly in the green light. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the smell was disgusting. However, the high priest took a deep breath, with a look of intoxication on his face. With a smile on his face, he said: "Since I can't solve your pain, I'll kill you as soon as possible so that you can be freed."

Lan Tiao hurriedly hid far away. He felt that the high priest was crazy, but the green light emanating from the high priest's eyebrows never enveloped him.

There were two wisps of fire swaying in Zhuge Chengxi's eyes, 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 touch of pity in the eyes of the high priest. This kind of pity... was like a superior god showing false pity on the surface when looking at the sorrows and separations in the world with cold eyes.

Zhuge Chengxi couldn't wait to open his arms, "Come on, come and hit me."

A dazzling green light flowed from the center of the high priest's brow, and the bloody smell in the air turned into an extremely rich dark green miasma for some reason. This miasma seriously affected vision and enveloped Zhuge Chengxi. It was possible to vaguely distinguish two people fighting. But the specific details of the fight were not clear to outsiders. Lan Tiao was hiding in the distance. Now that his cultivation was ruined and a mark was planted between his eyebrows, he felt that the future was dark. He glanced at it and found that the dark future was dark. The green miasma is actually moving!

It turned out that the high priest thought it was disrespectful to fight next to the statue, so he deliberately moved the "battlefield" while fighting, leaving the place around the altar statue vacant.

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 were no bones left.

Lan Tiao sighed in his heart and lamented that the path of cultivation is indeed not easy. Then he stepped forward and began to rummage through the pile of clothes. Some people carried silver and spiritual stones with them, and some carried spiritual weapons and magic weapons. , and some brought bamboo slips, which contained the exercises.

Lan Tiao walked around in the pile of clothes and gained a lot.

Seeing the fighting noises between the high priest and Zhuge Chengxi 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. The silver spirit stone Hide them all and check various spiritual weapons first. One of them is a storage jade pendant. Unfortunately, Lan Tiao has no spiritual power now and cannot contract them. He can only indulge in hand addiction. He started to check the bamboo slips again. This time he found a total of Thirteen bamboo slips were found, one of which recorded the "Magical Art of Stealing Life". Lan Tiao clearly remembered that it was found from Lei Fenfei's pile of clothes. Although Lei Fanfei died in the miasma forest before, the clan's People worked tirelessly to carry his bones up. Later, the bones disappeared, but everything was left behind.

"This life-stealing magic... is both good and evil..."

The strangest thing about this magical skill is that it requires "dispersing the skill and rebuilding it", and the method of dispersing the skill is to completely destroy the Dantian. After the Dantian is destroyed, practicing this skill will advance very quickly. The reason why it is said This technique is both good and evil, because after practicing the "Stealing Life Magic Technique", you are not practicing it yourself in essence, but stealing other people's cultivation results, life span and even luck.

If you want to become stronger, you just need to keep looking for people to steal, and the process of stealing must be step-by-step. For example, a new cultivator wants to steal from a practitioner in the Ying Yuan realm, then the Young Yuan realm, the Qing Yuan realm... You cannot cross the Great Barrier Realm. Realm stealing, but it can cross small realms. For example, if Lan Tiao steals an early-level Ying Yuan realm practitioner, he can then steal an intermediate Ying Yuan realm practitioner, or he can steal a high-level or Dzogchen Ying Yuan realm practitioner. Yuanjing cultivators...

"Essentially, what this technique advocates is the word "stealing". If I steal the cultivation ability of a righteous person, I will have a decent cultivation technique. Others think I am a decent person, but in fact what I do is It's an evil thing, but if I steal the cultivation realm of a demon cultivator, I will become a demon cultivator in the eyes of others, but in fact, all I kill are evil people..." Lan Tiao wrote down the training content of the life-stealing magic skill, and decided to do it in the future If you can escape from here, you will practice the magical skill of stealing life. As for whose cultivation you will steal, there is no target yet, but there are so many evil people in the living city, so you can just pick one at random.

Lan Tiao put everything away in the cabinet and walked up the mountain again. The mountain was quiet at this moment. Lan Tiao didn't know who won. He slowed down and saw a dark green ball not far away. Miasma, miasma took on the outline of a human, it looked like... the high priest won?

It doesn't matter if the high priest wins, after all, he is also a member of the Compassion Tribe and will not take action against his compatriots... Wait, he just killed a tribesman earlier!

Lan Tiao felt that he should not come back, so he should stay on the mountainside. Anyway, there was farmland and well water, which was enough for him to live here for a long time.

Thinking of this, Lan Tiao secretly moved her steps, planning to return the same way.

At this time, a faint voice came from the human-shaped miasma: "Where are you going?"

The voice was hoarse and low, and it did not belong to the high priest or Zhuge Chengxi.

Lan Tiao was stunned for a moment, not knowing who the other party was, so he decided to play dumb and said: "I... go back to cook."

The humanoid Miasma probably didn't expect that he would get such an answer. After a few seconds of silence, the Miasma slowly dissipated, revealing the figure inside.

After seeing this figure clearly, Lan Tiao opened her mouth wide and her jaw almost dropped to the ground.