Chapter 437: 1 Qiu Zhihe, Bingpo Divine Needle

After listening to the story told by the casual cultivator with a plum blossom stuck on his pig's head, Luo Zu understood the reason and even tried to deduce it himself to see if he was lying.

However, if we deduce this way, it turns out that he is not lying, and the Golden Immortal from the Immortal Sect who came to seek revenge does not seem to be an easy person to cultivate.

Slaughtering lives, tormenting souls, and refining treasures made of filthy things.

Fortunately, there is no distinction between good and evil in the ancient world, otherwise, if this guy fell into the heart sea and heaven, he would be classified as an evil demon who could be killed by everyone.

Of course, in the ancient times, everyone did this kind of thing a lot.

In the eyes of prehistoric practitioners, there is actually no difference between killing living beings to refine treasures and absorbing a lot of spiritual energy and digging out gold from the earth veins to refine treasures.

As for the resentment of sentient beings, in their eyes it is also a good thing to use to refine treasures. There are even independent cultivators who specialize in this kind of thing, capturing certain barbaric tribes and confining them for training, then killing them to refine treasures, refining the seven emotions and six desires, or even directly harvesting the sparks of civilization and wisdom to barter with other practitioners.

So when Luo Zu deduced these things that Zhu Mei did not teach, the other independent cultivators were also doing the deductions, but they were not angry about it, they only spoke up for Zhu Mei.

After all, Zhu Mei also did this kind of thing, and so did the other independent cultivators. Only the Wu Clan was restrained by the ancestor of the witch Hou Tu, so they did not do such evil things.

After all, humans are also doing such things now. Luo Zu actually did it too. He also collected species from the prehistoric world and put them into the heavens of the heart sea to evolve the natural environment therein.

The human race also raises living creatures and uses them as food, and even sacrifices to the souls of other races. For example, among the Shangdingdong people, there is a Taoist priest named Wanshou Zhenren, who created a method called Wanshou Soul-Calming. He can collect the souls of ancient and exotic beasts and use them to strengthen the body and the spirit.

So, what is good and evil ultimately depends on one’s personal stance and even more on the species.

Humans do not think it is cruel to dismember a duck, and other races do not think it is cruel to dismember humans and devour their flesh and blood.

After all, it is all about sympathy for one's own kind, and Qiu Ming is also sad.

“Fellow Daoist Zhu Mei has already let him go and spared his life, but he still doesn’t repent and is still trying to make things difficult for you. Now we should capture him and suppress him for three hundred million years.” A wandering Golden Immortal said indignantly, letting out a breath that was long enough to burn a three hundred million li lake dry.

It seems that the two of them have already shared the same hatred for the enemy at this moment.

Luo Zu was still secretly analyzing the situation in his heart.

Although it is impossible to tell what the Golden Immortals are thinking from their faces, their thoughts should be similar to Luo Zu's. They don't want to get involved in the fight between the overlord of the ancient world and his challenger.

One can even say that one does not want to get involved in any spat on, but how is that possible?

Although the saying "When two tigers fight, one will be injured" can be applied to the natural world, it does not apply to this matter. After all, there are demons watching outside, and the witch clan and the immortal sect will not let the demons take advantage of them.

And to be honest, the reason why this immortal sect emerged now is to compete with the Lich for the neutral independent cultivator forces.

The target of the Immortal Sect is the independent cultivators. Since the Immortal Sect has this target, the Liches and Wizards naturally cannot let it go, otherwise they would be cultivating a strong enemy. After all, the Immortal Sect has grown to its current size silently. If they are allowed to accept all the independent cultivators in the prehistoric world as their disciples, then the dominant position of the two races of Liches and Wizards would be in jeopardy. So how could the independent cultivators possibly escape?

The two tribes of wizards and liches should have also calculated how many independent cultivators there are in the ancient world. They should have also considered targeting the independent cultivators and wanted to slowly transform them into subordinate forces of the two tribes of wizards and liches.

However, this time the Immortal Sect came with great force, not only seizing territory, but also arbitrarily changing the definition of a casual cultivator.

Originally, the two races of wizards and liches defined independent cultivators as individuals who lived in seclusion and practiced in their own caves.

However, the immortal sect defines all practitioners who do not belong to the two races of wizards and liches as independent practitioners.

This is serious. In this case, doesn’t it mean that the five Hunyuan Saints are also independent cultivators?

This is even more domineering than the two races of liches.

There are quite a few independent cultivators defined by the Immortal Sect. If they summon, there will definitely be a lot of followers. After all, the Lich and Warlock races have not done anything good in these years, and many races have been bullied excessively. By then, the independent cultivators of the Golden Immortal and Taiyi Dao realms will also defect to the Immortal Sect, and the Lich and Warlock races will have a headache.

Because of this incident, the Wu Clan accelerated their pace of assimilating thousands of races into the Wu Clan.

The original plan was to take it step by step and gradually promote the implementation of this policy.

They also knew that there were many opponents, but the immortals were pressing hard and the demons also had their own plans, so they had to speed up.

However, this plan is easy to implement for those below the Golden Immortal level, but it is difficult to implement for those above the Golden Immortal level.

The Golden Immortal is no longer an ordinary being. He is a living being of the Great Dao and cannot be judged by common sense.

It is impossible to assimilate the Golden Immortal, so we can only ask them to form an alliance, and have the Twelve Ancestral Witches lead thousands of great ways, and combine the luck of heaven and earth and destiny to refine a group of Golden Immortal cultivators. This can also be regarded as assimilating the Golden Immortal cultivators into the witch clan.

Therefore, the witch clan has two plans. One is to assimilate ordinary creatures into the witch clan, and the other is to combine the luck and destiny of these Golden Immortal cultivators into the witch clan.

This will strengthen the witch clan's foundation and even turn the earth into an iron barrel, so they can compete with the demon clan with a more unified force.

Yes, the only enemy recognized by the witch clan is the demon clan.

As for the Immortal Sect, they actually didn’t take it seriously.

In their view, the Immortal Sect is nothing special and will eventually be destroyed by them.

However, this is how the upper-level witch clan views the Immortal Gate, but the lower-level witch clan takes it extremely seriously.

This is why there is this gathering of Wei Hou Tian Wu.

Luo Zu only understood a little of the above, and many things were beyond his reach at his current level.

After all, the Golden Immortal is only considered a middle level in the prehistoric world and cannot reach a higher level.

You have to go up one more level and reach Taiyi, only then can you be considered the backbone of each force and be able to stand on your own.

He listened to what Zhu Mei said, and also heard the others sharing a common hatred for the enemy, but he also saw five independent cultivators standing by and watching in silence. It seemed that they were also the ones that Wei Tianwu wanted to invite to the banquet this time.

Just as they were criticizing the Golden Immortal named Zuo, suddenly a stream of light pierced in from outside.

It was so fast that it was faster than light, faster than electricity, and faster than the reaction speed of the Tianwu tribe’s formation.

When it shot past for three breaths, the tribe's formation set off a huge wave, trying to intercept the light that had already passed through, but it was too slow and failed to intercept anything.

The guard Tian Wu's face was extremely dark.

But when the light reached him, it suddenly dissipated and turned into a pool of clear water, and then turned into thousands of solid ice spikes. The number of spikes on his body was so numerous that even a sea urchin could not compare to it.

"I am Bingpo Shenzhen, who is Zhumei? Come out and let me see you."