Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 20 is actually the easiest

   Immediately, Jin Nian seemed to have thought of something, and forcibly endured the animal nature.

  Ren Qing didn't notice this at all, of course, even if he found out, he probably wouldn't care.

  Information flow prompt, you only need to spend five days of life to master the "eight pole legs".

   seems to be good and cheap, but he chose to give up without much hesitation.

   In Ren Qing's view, the so-called Baji Legs are like an inferior version of the spell, and there is no promotion information, indicating that there is no potential at all.

   After cultivating, he has more strength than ordinary people, but the alienation of his legs is too obvious, which is really worth the loss.

   However, from the information on the exercises, we can tell that Chen Yongxing was using his legs to train disciples a long time ago, and it should not have gotten out of control at that time.

  Ren Qing glanced at Jin Bing from the corner of his eye, and continued to be silent.

  Time passed, and when footsteps came from outside the martial arts hall, Chen Lihua's familiar voice sounded: "It's almost time for dinner."

  Everyone was awakened immediately.

  Ren Qing clearly felt Jin and swallowed, then pretended to be frightened and said, "Only one more person can be selected."

"Let me do it."

   The dark-skinned man stood up resolutely, and he said gratefully, "Senior Brother Jin, thank you for your care these two days."

   Jin Ning looked at Ren Qing with malicious eyes, and was considering what reason to intervene and take away the other party.

   At this moment, Ren Qing came to the door without hesitation.

  Jin couldn't help showing a happy look on his face, his heart was full of thirst for flesh and blood, and he could not wait to swallow Ren Qing alive on the spot.

   The dark-skinned man was about to say something, but when he saw Jin and turned his head to give him a cold look, he suddenly fell into an ice cave.

"To shut up."

  Jin and walked out of the martial arts hall, leaving only the five people looking at each other.

  Chen Lihua remained expressionless and walked towards the depths of the martial arts hall with Ren Qing.

  The narrow aisle is not illuminated by candles, which makes it extremely dim, but Ren Qing can see many details that are difficult to detect through night vision.

   For example, the scratches of the nails on the walls, the blood marks of the corpse on the floor dragging, and even the remains of a few human bones.

  The human bones have been weathered and have been dead for at least a few years.

  Chen Lihua opened the wooden door at the end of the aisle, and what came into sight was a spacious lobby filled with martial arts disciples.

   They stared at Ren Qing with terrifying eyes.

  Ren Qing didn't seem to agree. He found a place to sit down, and noticed that there was a frying pan in the center of the lobby, so he couldn't help showing a playful expression.

   "Please wait for me a moment, fellow apprentices."

  Chen Lihua turned around and walked out of the lobby.

  The oil pan was filled with firewood and began to heat up, and the disciples of the martial arts hall sharpened their knives, while Jin Bing did not leave Ren Qing for half a step.

   After a while, Chen Lihua returned to the lobby again, and several martial arts disciples behind him were carrying Chen Yongxing's bed on their shoulders.

  Chen Yongxing struggled to get up, but his limbs were obviously tied to death, so he could only helplessly lift it to the frying pan.

   Ren Qing couldn't help but feel extremely absurd even though he had expected it, but Chen Yongxing was not a good person.

   It is indeed appropriate to describe it as a self-destruction of many lines of injustice.

  Chen Lihua turned her head and said, "If you can survive next, you can join the martial arts hall and pursue the martial arts with us."

  Jin also wanted to say something to stop him, but saw Ren Qing walking to the bed on his own.

   Chen Yongxing's angle can barely see Ren Qing's half-open eyes, and the rotating double pupils are obviously closely related to magic.

   He wanted to remind Chen Lihua who was not far away with a look of astonishment, but unfortunately he couldn't say a word.

  Ren Qing made clear the cause and effect of the martial arts hall based on the collected information.

   Chen Yongxing may have been preparing for the funeral a few years ago. He is mainly worried about the ownership of the strange things after death.

Although    should have been taken back by the Blood Dog Gang, Chen Yongxing wanted to pass it on to his disciples.

   But even if you master the spell by swallowing strange objects, it does not mean that there is no risk at all.

   So Chen Yongxing took a different approach, secretly feeding his disciples with his own leg meat, and wanted them to gradually adapt to alienation.

   But weird things can make people lose their minds. Ordinary people can't resist, and it doesn't take long for them to become crazy.

  Chen Yongxing still didn't give up. He ate leg meat for the disciples who were recruited from outside, killed them, and then shared the food with the disciples of the martial arts hall.

   He thought that after one step, the side effects could be reduced, but it was obviously a miscalculation, and the spirit was still subtly changed.

   After the disciples discovered the truth about Yaoyin, they didn't know about the strange things in no-man's land, so they did the thing of killing chickens and getting their eggs.

  Ren Qing asked curiously: "Chen Lihua, when did you find out that Chen Yongxing's flesh and blood was inspired by medicine?"

   As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at Ren Qing with murderous intent, and the heavy breathing sounded one after another.

  Ren Qing continued: "I think it should be a few months, otherwise it will be difficult for Chen Yongxing to be quietly controlled by drugs."

   Chen Lihua took a few steps back, and Jin Ping, who was beside him, couldn't wait, and wanted to encourage the disciples of the martial arts hall to attack him.

   "Never let him go, only eat his flesh and drink his blood..."

  Ren Qing directly lifted Chen Yongxing's quilt, revealing the other's legs.

   I saw that the flesh and blood of Chen Yongxing's right foot was almost cut off, leaving only the rotten bones.

   The left foot is still intact, and Ren Qing took this to observe carefully.

   The surface looks more ordinary, but the skin is gray, slightly rough, and covered with ravine-like wrinkles.

   gives Ren Qing a similar feeling to an elephant skin, which is probably one of the branches of the neuropedic nerve, and the alienation is not obvious.

  Gold couldn't hold back and rushed up.

   Don't look at his legs are full of muscles, the movement from the actual walking is not very big, plus he specially spared from the dead corner, it seems quiet.

   Jin Bian was confident that he could not be detected, so he raised his right foot and kicked Ren Qing's head.

   He seemed to see a scene full of brains, and his face was full of uncontrollable excitement.

   But suddenly, Jin Bian's expression became shocked.

   Ren Qing in front of him didn't know when to turn his body to the side, and looked at himself with cold eyes, and was instantly frightened.

  Kin was not surprised by the empty kick, and then felt a sharp pain in the left foot that supported the body, and could not help but fall to the ground.

  Ren Qing bent down and directly restrained Jin Bing's neck, the strength of his arm gradually increased, and his bones shattered.

   "Looking at you already, what are you wearing?"

  Jin Bing stared at him with round eyes and died, and the disciples of the martial arts hall around him were scattered like birds and beasts.

   Chen Yongxing made a strange noise in his throat, and he didn't know if he wanted to protect his disciples or if he wanted to shoot Ren Qing.

   Under the stimulation of the nerve foot nerve, he actually started to move, but the last life essence was burned out.

   But unfortunately it didn't work.

  Ren Qing pulled out his wooden sword and slashed several times.

   At the same time as the blade broke, Chen Yongxing's spine was broken, and his expression was slightly relieved.

   Ren Qing sighed.

   It’s really troublesome, I’m not strong enough to think of a way to escape…

   Changed for a long time, so it's too late

   (end of this chapter)