Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 246 Awakening to the Way

   Ma Mang looked at the pitch-dark surroundings, and the fear that suppressed his heart stood out.

   "Xianchang, I have learned thirty-six Taoist scriptures since I was a child, and I don't dare to neglect my daily study. My favorite is one of the Taoist scriptures..."

  Ren Qing's head was a little swollen, he waved the peach wine into Ma Mang's mouth, and then forcibly broke his spine into a straight shape.

   Ma Mang let out a scream, followed by an unbearable ecstasy.

   He was about to say something, but he heard Ren Qing say: "Close your eyes and cross your legs, and immediately run the Qingfeng Qi Refining Technique."

   Ma Mang thought that Ren Qing was going to teach, and hurriedly did so.

  Ren Qing said in a slightly warning tone: "After detachment, don't panic no matter what you find, just stand there and wait."

   "Remember."

   He controlled the ghost shadow to generate Nether Essence, which gradually poured into Ma Mang's body.

   Ma Mang reached the limit after absorbing some of the secluded energy, and then his body became alienated, and his skin became more and more like a heavenly worm.

   Wu Yong and the two were not frightened at all, instead they were excited.

   "Master Ma, help you become immortal..."

   Before Wu Yong finished his words, Ma Mang suddenly disappeared, as if he had merged into the heaven and earth, making people puzzled at all.

  Ren Qing closed his eyes and barely sensed the situation with the help of the ghost attached to Ma Mang.

  Ma Mang suddenly found out that there was a drastic change in the vicinity, and when he opened his eyes, it was no longer the familiar Qingyan Town, but a strange and inexplicable place.

   It was night before I came here, but now it has turned into day.

   However, he still did not restrain himself, and shouted like Fan Jinzhong lifted.

   "I am beyond the Tao!!"

   "I am beyond the Tao!!"

   Ma Mang rushed out of the uninhabited courtyard and came to the street full of people.

   It may be that the emotions of more than ten years could not be suppressed, and he laughed madly.

  The residents looked at him with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a dying corpse, and then moved away from each other intentionally or unintentionally.

   Soon Ma Mang noticed something was wrong.

  Why all the people around him are terrifying like monsters, and there are even a few beasts that walk upright, making him horrified.

  Ren Qing wanted to remind Ma Mang to calm down, but the latter was completely in fear.

   Ma Mang slammed into a noodle stall in a panic, was doused with hot soup, and suddenly rolled around due to the stimulation of pain.

   The stall owner was an old woman in her eighties, she couldn't help sighing.

   "Quietly."

   Ma Mang raised his head subconsciously, his pupils dilated after noticing the appearance of the old woman.

  I saw that the old woman had a second face on her forehead, and her four eyes stared at herself while she was speaking, which was kind of weird.

"what!!!!"

   Ma Mang let out a shrill scream, and stepped back with both hands and feet.

  The old woman ignored this and turned around to clean up the messed up tables and chairs. The rest of the people hid in the distance and looked at Ma Mang faintly.

   Dozens of people have the same expression, even Ren Qing can't help but feel a little scared.

   Ma Mang's chest and abdomen heaved up and down, tears mixed with sweat all over his face.

   He folded his hands together and said in an almost demanding tone: "The fairy take me back, I don't want to be detached..."

   As everyone knows, once you reach the waning moon layer, it will be more difficult to leave than to go to the sky.

   At this moment, Ma Mang heard the footsteps from far to near, as if they were gradually coming towards him, and he couldn't help showing hope.

  Ren Qing wanted to use the ghost to find out the source of the footsteps, but couldn't find any clues at all.

   Just when he was about to use the ghost to interfere with Ma Mang's actions, the latter's expression suddenly turned into a hideous smile.

   Ma Mang stood up stiffly, bones colliding constantly.

   He looked at the crowd and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Do you know..."

   "Usurper?"

   Ma Mang's neck turned 360 degrees as he spoke, blood came out of his facial features, and his head was squeezed and deformed.

boom! ! !

   His head exploded, turning into minced meat and splashing all over the floor.

  The eyes of the onlookers showed long-suppressed pleasure, and some residents walked out of the crowd and cut the bodies with the knives they carried.

   After a short while, Mamang was left with a shabby skeleton.

   Finally, the skeleton was dragged into the alley by the arm-sized mouse, and then there was a dense gnawing sound, and it returned to calm for a while.

  Ren Qing's face was gloomy.

  Because the waning moon layer was too far apart, he could barely control the ghost shadow, so he dispersed it.

  What is the so-called usurper? Why does the loud noise attract it? The waning moon layer is full of strangeness.

  Ren Qing glanced at Wu Yong and the two said, "You guys go to the shop to stay first, and come back to the courtyard tomorrow night."

   "You can leave anytime you want during the period."

   He then ignored the two of them, got rid of distracting thoughts and concentrated on refining the Weird Artifact.

  Wu Yong didn't dare to disturb Ren Qing, and the two walked into the shop on tiptoe, with fear of the unknown in their hearts.

   But after feeling that his lifespan was about to be exhausted, his desire to seek the Tao once again conquered his fear.

   On the second day, Wu Yong and the two came to the courtyard with dark circles under their eyes, and found that Ren Qing was playing with a jade gourd with both hands.

  Tian Ah was chasing butterflies not far away. With the power of the fairy in the mirror, no one could detect his existence.

  Ren Qing is still very satisfied with the newly refined magic weapon. Although it has not been turned into a strange weapon, it can still hold at least a thousand jins of wine.

   He said in a flat tone: "I repeat, don't panic no matter what happens after detachment."

  Wu Yong couldn't help but want to retire. How could he feel that Ma Mang didn't get a good death, maybe he would encounter danger after he was detached?

   Another Taoist, Zhang Yu, agreed resolutely.

   He had no love for life anyway, and the thought of hearing the Dao in the morning and dying in the evening came into his mind.

  Ren Qing saw that Zhang Yu's mentality was relatively stable and should not be as rash as Ma Mang.

   "You can leave the yard after you are sure it is safe, and go to the street to find an old woman with a double face."

   "And don't make too much noise, just ask the old woman what a usurper is."

   Zhang Yu didn't calm down for a long time after hearing this. He knew that Ma Mang was 80% dead, and it would be extremely dangerous to be detached.

   "Xianchang, if the villain is lucky enough to survive, I would like to be your child sitting down."

   "I will guide you in your practice."

  Ren Qing agreed with his mouth, but he actually considered that if Zhang Yu was reliable, he would teach the door guard method and then throw him into the prison.

   The ecology of the prison in the belly is just in the beginning, and it needs human help to take care of the vegetation.

   If he leaves Jingzhou in the future, he can be given a chance to join the jailer's hall.

   "Thank you, Xianchang."

   Zhang Yu nodded, sitting on the ground silently and running the Qingfeng Qi Refining Method, the peach blossom wine poured into his mouth, and You Yuan gradually became alienated.

   His eyes, which were almost blind, also returned to normal vision.

   Not long after, Zhang Yu was pulled into the waning moon layer.

   Zhang Yu looked around.

   He was obviously more rational. First, he looked at the decorations in the courtyard and found that the original owner was probably the master of the wind.

   But the furniture is covered with a layer of dust, indicating that he has not returned for a long time.

  He left the courtyard after resting for a while. He couldn't help but feel weak in his legs when he first arrived on the street, but he still endured his fear and looked for the old woman.

   Zhang Yu was hurriedly walking down the street, and soon noticed the noodle stall in the corner.

   He took a deep breath and hurriedly approached, attracting the vigilant gaze of the old woman.

   "I...you...that..."

  The old woman took a few steps back, and the extra face on her forehead gave a weird smile.

   Zhang Yukanda didn't know what to say, and finally had a little courage to ask: "I want to ask what is a usurper?"

   The old woman narrowed her eyes and said softly, "You shouldn't be from Morning Street, so go back to your own home."

   Zhang Yu wanted to cry but had no tears, and it was useless to regret it now, so he had to ask again.

  The old woman looked at Zhang Yu for a long time, and then slowly replied: "That is a strange thing with its head hidden in the morning street. As long as it makes too much noise, it will attract his attention."

   "Hurry up and go, you're afraid you won't know how to die."

   Zhang Yu left the noodle stall in a panic, returned to the original courtyard, locked the doors and windows of the wing, and hid under the bed.

  Ren Qing opened his eyes, frowned and thought to himself.

The    strangeness should be a unique strange thing in Jingzhou, the usurper can be attracted by the sound, and the method is not even aware of the ghost.

   Even if there is no cloudy environment, it is estimated that there is not much difference.

   "Xianchang, I don't want to be detached, no, no..."

  Wu Yong became more and more frightened when he saw this, and no longer had any courage in his heart. He knocked his head repeatedly, and then limped out of the bookstore.

   He could vaguely hear a wry smile of relief.

  Ren Qing ignored Wu Yong, threw the gourd instrument into the eye of Peach Blossom Spring, and then continued to refine the life-saving instrument.

   He put Tian A in his belly again, and combed his own techniques.

  Tian Ah may be useful next, and staying in the crescent layer is also waiting for death.

   But when Ren Qing was about to go to the waning moon layer, his face became extremely ugly, and Zhang Yu died unexpectedly.

   He checked the information that came before the ghosts dissipated. After it got dark, all the houses in Morning Street were lit with candles.

   Zhang Yu didn't try to light the lamp, but still hid under the bed.

   At first, he only felt the ghost pressing on the bed, but after a few breaths it became minced meat, and all the bones disappeared in the darkness.

  Ren Qing waited until the waning moon layer was bright, and then he started to run the faint You Yuan.

   He can disperse You Yuan at any time, thus returning from the waning moon layer to the new moon layer, which is a more critical means of life-saving.

The    personal clothes were also replaced with ordinary instruments, armed to the teeth.

   As for why they didn't use the device, the main reason was that the aura emitted by the device was too obvious, and it was difficult not to be found in the waning moon layer.

  You Yuan flows along the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, and a blood-red waning moon appears in the sky.

   Ren Qing took a deep breath and stared at the blood moon, but after half a breath, he moved his eyes away, and in the next instant, he had reached the waning moon layer.

   Waiting for his figure to disappear soon.

  Wu Yong sneaked into the bookstore again, only to find that the building was empty, and fine weeds grew again in the courtyard.

   He slumped to the ground weakly, hitting the ground with his right hand. I don't know whether it was regret or self-blame, and he couldn't help crying.

   Wu Yong knew that he could not make up for the missed opportunity.

   He kept talking about the contents of the Qingfeng Qi Refining Method, and looking at the rising sun, he soon died.

   When you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening.

   Thanks Heath Iced Tea, Immeasurable Xiaokongkong, root number I, never extravagant, book friends 151110073253486, Tang Tonglinyu, book friends 20220107172135405, 1643329568 for their rewards.

   (end of this chapter)