Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration - Chapter 488
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He first closed the stone door behind him. After confirming that there was no gap in the surroundings, he opened the door of the Banishment Immortal Residence in front of him.
Immediately, two black mosquitoes, one large and one small, flew out from the Banishment Immortal Hall.
More mosquitoes chased after the fewer mosquitoes and danced around.
The larger insects swallowed the smaller ones several times, but some small insects would always escape and gather again.
The mosquitoes on both sides were tiny black dots. From their appearance, there was no difference.
However, from their flight trajectory, it could be seen that in the larger mosquito group, every mosquito’s flight trajectory was more orderly. Sometimes, they formed a square formation, and sometimes, they separated and strangled.
These mosquitoes were very small, each only the size of a pinhole. One had to have extremely good eyesight to see the exact shape of the mosquitoes.
They were the Broken-Wing Black Mosquitoes that had almost caused Jiang Li to fail in Five Banishment City.
Jiang Li was afraid of the terror of this ancient ferocious beast and had always sealed them in the amber condensed from the Nine Nether Wood resin, not even daring to release one.
It was not until he obtained the Anti-Cultivation Spiritual Bead that he could restrict the abnormal ability of the Broken-Wing Black Mosquito to a certain extent that he thought of using it for himself again.
It just so happened that the Bodhisattva Heart Sutra, which he had broken through to the Nascent Soul realm and advanced further, allowed him to have another parallel mind slot.
However, the “Daoist Mosquito” formed by the Broken-Wing Black Mosquito was a group consciousness.
Was such an individual considered a soul? The way to transform it into an incarnation was another troublesome problem.
Jiang Li had tried to put a large pile of amber together.
However, the Broken-Wing Black Mosquito that had stimulated the group consciousness immediately erupted with powerful strength and began to try to absorb the amber to break out.
Jiang Li seized the time to use the Bodhisattva Heart Sutra on the consciousness in his perception.
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However, he helplessly discovered that after the Broken-Wing Black Mosquito gathered the group consciousness, it actually had a terrifying siphon absorption ability in terms of soul.
The new parallel mind was not a match at all. It was completely sucked dry in just two breaths.
If not for Jiang Li’s swift actions to withdraw the other parallel minds in time, his outcome would not have been as simple as a few days of headache.
He quickly separated the pile of amber and dispersed the gathering consciousness, avoiding a calamity.
Later on, he had tried to use a hundred Broken-Wing Black Mosquitoes to form the smallest consciousness. He used the Ghost Lantern Cold Flame to burn away the will inside and then used the parallel mind to invade.
However, because it did not absorb the soul inheritance of the original owner, the new parallel mind could not even control the mosquitoes to fly, let alone control a special devouring ability.
This method was meaningless. This was also the reason why Jiang Li had never relied on the Ghost Lantern Cold Flame when he created his clone earlier.
It was useless to possess a single black mosquito.
As such, the parallel mind really only became a single Broken-Wing Black Mosquito and could not control a group of mosquitoes like the collective mind.
The instinct of the Broken-Wing Black Mosquito was that when the group gathered, the individual consciousness would fall asleep and be controlled by the group consciousness.
Even if it was a mosquito with a clone that split up after absorbing energy, Jiang Li’s parallel mind would not split up at the same time.
In the end, they would only sink into the group consciousness.
Later on, he tried several other methods, but they all failed.
This continued until Jiang Li targeted the eggs of the Broken-Wing Black Mosquito.
After several long-term experiments, he discovered that if it was in a spiritual qi environment, after the Broken-Wing Black Mosquito absorbed enough energy and blood, it would directly split into a new body. There was no process of reproducing.
However, under the anti-cultivation domain, after the Broken-Wing Black Mosquito that had its spiritual qi suppressed absorbed enough blood, it had to lay eggs first before it could reproduce.
After discovering this, Jiang Li resisted the anti-cultivation domain and carefully fed the Broken-Wing Black Mosquito blood.
Then, he collected them one by one. They were as big as dust.
After collecting more than a hundred Broken-Wing Black Mosquito eggs, Jiang Li finally stimulated their group consciousness in their egg state again.
That kind of group consciousness was quiet and lazy. There was almost no resistance.
Under such circumstances, Jiang Li used the Bodhisattva Heart Sutra again. Only then did he successfully occupy the hazy consciousness of the insect eggs.
After fusing into the group consciousness, the parallel mind seemed to have disappeared for some reason, maintaining a dormant state similar to deep sleep.
It was not until Jiang Li blew a mouthful of spiritual qi that as the black mosquitoes broke out of the eggs one after another, Jiang Li, who was constantly observing the parallel mind status, had a very magical feeling.
Jiang Li’s parallel mind had once possessed insects, humans, spiritual root branches, chaotic Asura World creatures, and even statues of artificial lives.
Every time, it could bring him new insights.
However, this time, the difference between the parallel minds was especially great.
In the past, their bodies were real bodies, but their sensory organs and souls were different.
However, this time, he felt that it was no longer organs that formed the body, but individual bodies.
When they gathered together, it was as if they had formed a new creature.
When these mosquitoes scattered, the parallel mind seemed to have completely dissipated silently.
After adapting to this feeling for a while, Jiang Li used his blood to feed the mosquitoes, allowing them to slowly increase in number by three times. Only then did he begin to release the other Broken-Wing Black Mosquitoes bit by bit and use his clone to occupy them.
Unfortunately, this process was still not smooth.
When occupying new Broken-Wing Black Mosquitoes, there would often be a group of mosquitoes that would leave the group and develop their own consciousness before turning against the main body.
This was still under the control of the anti-cultivation domain. Once these monsters were released, such a situation would happen in the outside world. It was truly unthinkable.
After a few months of repeated practice, the sixth Parallel Mind had already swallowed hundreds of mosquitoes, and its mental strength had increased by more than ten times.
However, every time there were more than 3,000 mosquitoes, it was still very common for something to happen.
Up until now, there had been no progress for ten days.
The group consciousness and soul were different after all. Jiang Li’s parallel mind was not a true soul.
If he wanted to completely reach the level of that “Daoist Mosquito”, he was still quite far away.
Under such circumstances, it would probably be very difficult to change anything before Jiang Li’s main body broke through to the Soul Formation realm and his soul transformed into the Essence Soul.
He raised his hand and released a large amount of Nine Nether Amber, freezing the resisting mosquitoes again.
With a thought, the remaining 3,000 black mosquitoes immediately flew into his hand and landed on his index finger, covering the nails of his right index finger in black.
As if he was applying nail polish, he covered it with a thin layer of resin. The three thousand mosquitoes immediately fell asleep.
At the very least, he did not dare to let this sixth clone act on his own outside. Once something happened, it would be a disaster.