Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 243 Qingfeng Qi Refining Method

  Ren Qing glanced at the southwest, where the Taoist Temple of Wuwei was originally located.

  Qingyan Town is not the most populous town in Jingzhou, but it is the closest to Wuwei Taoist Temple, so there are many monks living there.

  Before Heavenly Daozi went mad, the Hall of Wuwei was hanging in the air, and mortals could see it as long as they raised their heads and looked into the distance.

  Ren Qing felt that even if the blood moon completely wiped out the Heavenly Dao worm, there would still be remnants left, and maybe he could find clues in Qingyan Town.

   However, according to the description of the classics, Jingzhou has changed a lot today.

  The larvae of Tiandao worms prefer to stay in humid places, and the adults will deliberately transform the environment of Jingzhou and even humans.

   As a result, it has been rainy and rainy all year round, and the population is so large that there is only a half-meter gap in the aisle.

   However, the town of Qingyan where he is now is completely different. Not only are the four seasons distinct, but the districts of the streets are also more distinct.

  Ren Qing soon came to the gate of Qingyan Town.

  The attitude of the officers and soldiers perfunctoryly inspected the crowd entering the city. He mixed in with the crowd and walked in easily.

  Ren Qing stood on the street where the flow of water continued, and paused for a few breaths before starting again.

   All kinds of vendors are selling their goods, and you can smell the unique fragrance of rice cakes, and the children's laughter echoes in my ears.

  On the surface, Qingyan Town is much more stable than Sanxiang City, and even petty gangs are not common.

  Ren Qing is a little regretful.

   It can be seen from Sun Rong that most of the people have recovered from the fever and can only wait patiently for the development of the situation.

   The ghosts on the soles of Ren Qing’s feet are constantly differentiated and hidden in the shadows all over the city, mainly to facilitate observation of the situation.

   "Ah... um..."

  Tian Ah seemed to be able to recognize ghosts, and couldn't help but babble softly.

   He didn't show the full curiosity he had when he was out in the wilderness, but was a little nervous, and couldn't help but tighten his face tightly.

  Ren Qing wandered around for a long time, and his expression became more and more disappointed.

   He deliberately searched for traces of Wuwei Taoist Temple, but his harvest was mediocre, and he finally stopped in front of a shop.

The    plaque reads "Wuguan Bookstore", the noodle hall is the shop, and the back is the courtyard.

The handwriting on the    plaque has been whitened and is at least a hundred years old.

   But the wooden door of the bookstore was closed, and it seemed that it had not been opened for a long time.

  The walls of the bookstore are extremely mottled, and in contrast with the surrounding buildings, one can feel inexplicably eerie.

   There are not many people in this urban area. They are located in a relatively remote location, and the people who live there are basically poor people.

   Only this bookstore barely touched the edge, and even the plaque might be a coincidence.

  It is hard to imagine that Jingzhou decades ago was enslaved by the worms of heaven.

   There is a shoe repair shop next door. The shopkeeper is a kind man in his thirties. He saw Ren Qingdai standing and leaned over.

   He said in a surprised tone: "Are you here to find Daoist Fufeng?"

   "No, it doesn't look like..."

   "Few Taoist priests in the city have a physique like yours."

  Ren Qing raised his brows and asked in a puzzled tone, "When was the last time you saw the Taoist Master, treasurer?"

   After thinking for a moment, the shopkeeper continued with a firm tone: "Ten years, and suddenly disappeared, but every year, several Taoist priests come to find Taoist Fufeng."

   "Thanks to the shopkeeper."

   "Alas, you..."

   The shopkeeper was too free, so he was about to continue speaking, but saw Ren Qing hurriedly left the street and disappeared within a few breaths.

   He couldn't help muttering to himself: "Maybe he is also a Taoist priest? But how can a Taoist priest be strong..."

  Ren Qing had already walked to the backyard of Wuguan Bookstore, his ears still heard the shopkeeper's self-talk, and he couldn't help but pause.

   He frowned. In fact, there are not many Taoist priests in Qingyan Town, and there are only two or three people who set up stalls to tell fortunes.

   Ren Qing didn't care at that time, after all, there was no trace of magic in Jianghu Taoist priests.

   He thought that it was because of his natural disability that he chose to set up a stall to show off his words.

   Now it seems that there is another secret.

  Ren Qing shook his head, but he didn't have any plans to investigate it yet. First, let's go to see if there are clues left over from decades ago in Wuguan Bookstore.

   He looked at the courtyard through the wall and found that the ground was covered with weeds, and the wooden frame where the melons and fruits were originally planted was also crooked.

The    bookstore has indeed been uninhabited for several years.

The    wing also has signs of being broken into. I am afraid that thieves who are short of money often come to visit, but it seems that they have returned home in anger.

  Ren Qing flipped lightly into the yard, and opened the strange mouth in the palm of his hand.

   Immediately, all the weeds were absorbed into the stomach, revealing a new courtyard and a small area surrounded by fences.

   should be the location where Fufeng Daochang used to grow herbs alone.

   "Awa, just play here, don't go out."

  Ren Qing put Tian Ah on his shoulders, and the latter nodded obediently, then squatted in the corner and stared at the ants.

   The ghost shadow part follows Tian A, and the two seem inexplicably harmonious.

  Ren Qing ignored this and walked into the extremely cluttered wing, full of shabby furniture that was randomly placed.

   There are also traces of dragging items. It can be seen that there was originally a bronze tripod, and I don’t know who moved it.

   What other incense burners, wooden swords, cinnabar...

   However, the thief's heart was somewhat in awe, at least the three statues of Taoist ancestors placed in the corner were not moved.

  Ren Qing checked the statue, but the more he looked at it, the more disappointed he became.

   The statue was cast within 20 years, and the materials used were not very expensive. There were several kinds of cheap metals mixed in it.

   As a result, the statue has a strange color, and there are many signs of corrosion.

   After Ren Qing touched the statue with the palm of his hand, there was no abnormality in calling out the information flow.

   He looked over it carefully, but there was only one account book that recorded the words, but it was the daily expenses of Daoist Fufeng.

  Ren Qing casually read the ledger and became puzzled.

   In fact, the bookstore's business is not bad, and Daoist Fufeng will occasionally attend some pujas, and the money income is enough to live on.

   However, Fufeng was indeed in a physical condition as the shopkeeper said, which caused him to seek medical advice every ten days.

  Ren Qing put the ledger in his belly and prison.

  Why are Taoist priests so weak, do they suffer from special diseases, or have they come into contact with certain things?

   Seeing that he had nothing to gain, he stepped out of the wing and walked towards the bookstore at the main entrance.

   Tian A in the courtyard is excited and keeps running in circles.

  Ren Qing directly opened the wooden door of the bookstore, the smell of mildew and corruption came to his face, and he could vaguely hear squeaky mice.

  There are two bookshelves in the bookstore, and not many books are damaged.

   However, due to the long time in the dark environment, there are often mice gnawing, the condition of the books is obviously not good.

  Ren Qing picked up a few books at random. The pages were yellow and the handwriting was vague. They were all four books and five classics related to the imperial examination.

   In addition, Taoist books are also mixed in.

   And it can be recognized from the handwriting, the Taoist books should be written by Fufeng Taoist, probably to earn some money.

   Maybe those Taoists who were found after they disappeared came for this.

  Ren Qing was just about to put the book down, when suddenly the information flow was called out by ghosts and gods.

  【Qifeng Refining Method (Residual)】

  【One of the introductory methods of Wuwei Taoist Temple, created by Xiao Chenzi, you need to sit firmly in the wind and breathe, and after you can freely retract it, it will be more in line with the Heavenly Dao method, and this method can be used to enter the Qingfeng method. 】

   He hurriedly took out the rest of the Taoist books, and the results showed that according to the information flow, the source was the Qingfeng Qi Refining Method.

  Ren Qing looked through the words line by line, and soon found the difference.

   The content of the book is slightly overlapping with the Law of Heaven, it should not be a coincidence, I feel that Daoist Fufeng has seen the Law of Heaven.

   However, even if they are put together, they are far from being able to form a complete Qingfeng Qi Refining Method.

The missing content of    is the information about Tiandao insects, as if Fufeng Daochang is deliberately covering it up, it seems a bit inexplicable.

   "Wait, it's more than that..."

  Ren Qing finds something new every time he flips through the Qingfeng Qi Refining Technique. This technique uses special means to replace the Heavenly Daoworm.

  Unfortunately, the Qingfeng Qi refining method is too incomplete.

   In addition, Ren Qing also noticed the annotation of Daoist Fufeng on one of the newer Taoist books.

   "The heavier the body, the less able to open your eyes. Remember, Fufeng."

  Ren Qing couldn't help thinking.

   Could it be that the Taoist priest's physique had problems due to the practice of the spells that he put together, and even Fufeng died because of it.

   He knows that he is very close to the truth, but it is really involved, and it is unrealistic to try to figure it out in a short time.

   The current situation is also relatively safe, and the main thing is to accumulate life essence.

   After the shadowless ghosts reach the realm of yin and woe, they can be promoted to the Netherworld Art, which can also obtain a large amount of life essence, and their strength can be improved a lot.

  Ren Qing looked at the messy bookstore and decided to live here temporarily.

   He needs a stable cultivation base, and the prison in his belly is being derived from the real world, so he can make some quirky weapons along the way, just in case.

  Ren Qing has not yet understood the situation in Jingzhou, but he is still considering whether to use the ghost city to guide some people to practice the jail law.

   Of course, the most important thing is that when the Wuguan Bookstore opens, it will definitely attract some Taoist priests with unknown intentions, just in time to get clues.

  Ren Qing released a ghost to clean up the shop.

  The dust was swept away, and all the books were re-transcribed a few times. In just a moment, the bookstore became more like it.

  When the door of the bookstore opened, nearby residents stepped forward to check with doubts on their faces.

   But after they were in a trance for a while, they no longer felt weird, as if this bookstore had not been closed for ten years at all.

  Under Ren Qing's intentional or unintentional interference, the business of Wuguan Bookstore is not good.

   After a few days, there was not even a single business.

  Ren Qing simply lay reclining in the courtyard, basking in the sun, closing his eyes and contemplating the technique. Tian Ah spent most of his time in the corner and mud.

   He vaguely guessed the cause and effect ten years ago. The Taoist priests in the city felt uneasy when they noticed that the Wuguan Bookstore opened.

  Ren Qing relied on the ghost to look at the whole situation, quietly waiting for a customer to come to the door.

   There is one more chapter, wait a minute.

   The plot of this chapter is too much, but the world view of Jingzhou will be unfolded soon

   (end of this chapter)