Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 247 Siege Prison

  The sense of depression in Qingyan Town is very strong, even if there is light, the darkness will be gradually dispelled.

   The newborn sun has risen.

   In fact, the area of ​​Chen Street is not large, mainly because the distance between buildings is too short, so it looks like a surging flow of people.

  Because the distance between the houses is only half a meter, Ren Qing can hear the breath of relief from the surroundings, and also faintly weeping.

   He immediately understood why no one cared about this courtyard. It was because death was very common in Morning Street.

   Some people may not recognize Fufeng.

  These houses are like isolated islands in the endless ocean. They seem to be close at hand, but in fact they hide great precautions.

  Ren Qing just came to the waning moon layer and was still a little unaccustomed to it. After confirming his own safety, he closed his eyes and started running the secluded energy in his body.

  Because he did not specifically practice the Heavenly Dao Law, this little bit of You Yuan was very vain and could dissipate at any time.

  Ren Qing can only maintain You Yuan, and it is almost impossible to do it once and for all.

   After all, the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao method requires cooperation with the Heavenly Dao worm.

   His celestial worms are parasitic in the ghost and have long been deeply ingrained. As for the Huangquan Immortal Bone, it is more reflected in adapting to You Yuan.

   If you change the Netherworld method to something similar to the Qingfeng Refining Qi method, and force You Yuan into the body, then the alienation will inevitably get out of control.

  Fortunately, You Yuan is constantly running Zhou Tian, ​​so you can achieve endless life.

  Ren Qing's consciousness turned to the prison in his belly. Tian A really liked the environment inside, and there were huskies playing with him.

   He is already considered a stowaways. It is estimated that with the degree of alienation of Tian Ah, he might be sent back to the crescent layer directly.

  Ren Qing is going to try to improve the way of heaven, or have the opportunity to touch the magic of the waning moon layer, which should be able to bring Tian A to practice.

   Maybe Tiana's physique is really special.

  Ren Qing no longer pays too much attention to the prison in his belly. He raised his head and stared at Chaoyang for a long time, secretly estimating today's time in his heart.

  The alternation of the sun and the moon in the waning moon layer is the same as the outside world, but Zhang Yu, who died inexplicably, can see that the night is obviously more dangerous.

  Some kind of "weirdness" that the darkness will attract, even ghosts cannot detect it, and it may have the strength of the shadowy realm, which should not be underestimated.

  Ren Qing is ready to find out the situation of the waning moon during the day, and then take measures.

  Although he can go to the crescent layer for refuge at any time, he can't do it too often, and the giant rabbit toad is hanging above his head.

  As the sky brightened, the streets became lively.

   But it's all noise.

   The footsteps of passers-by, the turning of the wheels of the carriage, and the handling of goods…

  The people were silent, they repeated their mechanical life like puppets, and even communication became a luxury.

  Ren Qing intends to use this house as a temporary residence, but the original owner has disappeared anyway.

   A faint smell of blood poured into the nostrils.

  Ren Qing went straight to the door of the wing, where the source of the smell was.

   As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by a large smear of blood, but there was no remaining flesh and bones.

   As if being licked clean by a beast.

  The bloodstains formed the word "bluffing wings" on the wall, which should have been forcibly written by Zhang Yu with a severed limb before his death, which made people stand upright.

  Ren Qing understood that Fuyi was the strange creature that killed Zhang Yu.

   But what made him wonder was why after the usurpers and bluffs killed people, they deliberately used the body of the deceased to tell them their names?

   Could it be that some kind of secret is involved...

  Ren Qing took care of the bloodstain, and then opened the doors and windows for ventilation.

   He used the ability of the double pupil to carefully search for clues, not letting go of any corners, so as not to miss any hidden compartments.

  Ren Qing quickly confirmed that Daoist Fufeng had indeed once lived here, and of course it was very likely that he also occupied the magpie's nest.

   And he also found some handwritten pages under the bed.

   But when Ren Qing opened it, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. The pages were full of disordered lines, and the text was distorted and couldn't tell why.

   Daoist Fufeng is afraid that under the alienation torture of the Qingfeng Qi refining method, there is a problem with his mind and he has become a little crazy.

  Ren Qing reluctantly found useful clues by comparing the handwriting of the crescent layer.

  In the content of the book page, the place name called "Sanmuxiangwei" appears many times, and it can be clearly seen that the writing is more forceful.

   It can be seen that Fufeng Daochang’s mood fluctuates.

  Ren Qing secretly memorized the place name, then walked out of the courtyard after confirming that it was correct.

   He cast the Mirror Fairy to deliberately restrain his breath, so that even if the people on the street passed by, they would not be able to notice the difference.

  Ren Qing kept looking around the streets.

   Previously, when I came to the waning moon layer, I used the perspective of ghosts to observe, and the crescent layer was far apart, resulting in less information.

   Now, only after he came to Chen Street, did he discover the strangeness of the waning moon layer.

   All the people are yellow-faced and thin, and it is not an exaggeration to describe them as refugees.

   Their skin is wrapped in bones, their eye sockets are even sunken, their clothes cannot cover their bodies at all, and their bodies are covered with traces of alienation.

   No wonder Ma Mang is so frightened.

   I was just not mentally prepared, I would be shocked when I first saw the scene of the morning street.

  What kind of transcendence, it is clearly coming to the **** on earth, and the people are like man-eating evil spirits wandering in it.

  Ren Qing soon noticed the old woman in the corner selling noodles.

   He didn't go to inquire, after all, the old woman was just an ordinary person, and the information she could get was really limited.

   But when he passed by, he noticed that the pasta the old woman was selling was very simple, and could be eaten in a few bites at most, but the business was good.

  The rest of the stalls are not too different, but the iron pots selling meat are full.

   But even if the smell of meat fills half of the street, there are still very few residents who go to buy food, and even deliberately walk around.

  Ren Qing took a few glances, but couldn't figure out what was being simmered in the pitch-black iron pot. It didn't look like a livestock...

   However, it can be determined that the materials in the morning street should be extremely scarce, and the food is mainly coarse grains that are easy to preserve.

   Thinking about the weirdness that is still peeping in the dark, it is a bit outrageous that the morning street still maintains the basic order.

  What is the source of the people's food?

  Ren Qing quickly found the answer after waiting for a while.

   "Hey hey hey..."

   The suppressed gasps passed by, and coolies continued to carry goods from the store, which seemed to need to be transported to the end of the street.

   He followed quietly, thinking that he would come to the urban area other than Morning Street.

  What comes into view is the ten-meter-high wall, which seems to be surrounded by the entire street.

  The coolie delivered the goods through the hole at the bottom of the wall.

   There were obviously many people waiting outside the wall, and they could hear their scolding, obviously complaining about the slowness of the people in the morning street.

  The coolie finally got a bag of food.

   He never replied from the beginning to the end, and he was used to shutting up.

  The coolie wiped the sweat from his forehead, but he felt a little light when he was measuring the dry food.

   He patted the wall, but after the hole was broken, a long and narrow arm suddenly stretched out, directly strangling his neck.

  The wall is several meters thick, and the length of this arm can be seen.

   What surprised Ren Qing most was that the skin of his arms was dark green.

   This is probably a manifestation of absorbing a lot of true essence, and the opponent's cultivation base is at least the level of forming an elixir, which is equivalent to the ghost realm.

   When did cultivator Jiedan fall to guard the city wall?

  Ren Qing secretly decided not to use the jailer technique lightly, so as not to attract the attention of the monks.

  Only when you are sure of safety, can you be unscrupulous, and even bring the ghost city to the waning moon.

  Ren Qing shook his head, in fact, it doesn't matter if he doesn't leave Chen Street for a short time.

   In addition to being careful, the closed morning street is very suitable for the current situation, and the various materials in the prison in the belly are enough to live for decades.

boom…

  The coolie's body fell to the ground, blood slowly seeping out from his nose and mouth.

The    group of mice was attracted by the blood, and dozens or hundreds of mice dragged the corpse into the shadows, and soon came the sound of gnawing.

   On the contrary, the blood-stained grain was not of interest to rats. Obviously, rodents are accustomed to eating human corpses and are not interested in it.

  The rest of the coolies looked numb and waited for a while before grabbing the sack containing the grain and walking towards the clothes shop.

   Unexpectedly, Chenjie's means of obtaining resources depended entirely on alms from the outside world, and the relationship between the two was more like a jailer and a prisoner.

  The hole in the wall was blocked by wooden planks.

  Ren Qing walked to the hole and bent down, and tapped the board with his fingers.

  The man on the other side of the wall said with great annoyance: "Go away, you want to die, right? It's almost over, come back tomorrow."

  Ren Qing couldn't help but asked softly, "How to trade goods?"

"you you…"

   "It's over, it's over..."

   After realizing that Ren Qing had spoken, the man looked extremely frightened, and kept muttering to himself, his tone could be filled with despair.

   Not long after, several footsteps came from far to near.

  Ren Qingneng could vaguely hear the sound of fighting, and the man was immediately subdued.

   "How many times have I reminded you not to talk to them, is this courting death?"

   "I... woo woo..."

  The man was bound by Wuhua Da, his mouth was blocked and he could not speak, and seemed to be struggling desperately to escape.

   But before he could react, the sharp weapon slid across his neck.

   His heavy head slammed on the blue brick and stopped in the corner after rolling a few times.

   The blood seeped through the planks to the edge of the wall where Ren Qing was, and the curses to the residents of Morning Street began to sound again.

  Ren Qing stared at the wall, if the heavy pupils did not sense wrong, one of the few people behind the wall actually reached the shady realm.

   Although his cultivation is very strange, he should have practiced a technique similar to the Qingfeng Qi Refining Technique, but it is indeed the Nascent Soul Stage of the Heavenly Dao Technique.

  How can the Yuanying period be so flooded?

   You must know that Tiandaozi is only a distraction period equivalent to the Yangshen realm.

   This is only the waning moon layer, aren't more layers in Jingzhou the Yangshen realm everywhere...

  Chen Street should also be blocked, and even too much contact with the outside world is not allowed.

   Is it because of the strange existence that makes the people of the morning street become like a plague.

   For Ren Qing, at least there is enough time to collect information on Chen Street, without directly facing the monks in Qingyan Town.

   He shook his head and turned back to the lively and crowded street.

   The first quarter moon in the previous chapters was changed to a gibbous moon

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   (end of this chapter)