Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 249 The strangeness that spreads fear

  Ren Qing suspects that the Qingfeng Qi refining method is not the mainstream technique of Jingzhou monks.

   After all, the Qingfeng Qi Refining Method is only modified on the basis of the Heavenly Dao Introductory Method, and it can be seen at a glance that there are hidden flaws.

   There is still some hope for Daoist Fufeng to advance to the Core Formation Stage, but the Nascent Soul Stage is absolutely impossible, and the way forward has long been cut off.

   He kept trying to modify the Netherworld Art, but the results were mediocre.

After   Ren Qing wasted a whole night, he reluctantly chose to give up his exploration of magic techniques and devote his main energy to building a ghost market.

  He has figured out a way to use the dream seed to turn it into a ghost city, but he just needs to perfect the details.

  If you can open a ghost market in Jingzhou, the efficiency of life extension will be greatly increased, and you can also obtain various heavenly methods.

   In the future, the two ghost cities will even be able to communicate with each other.

   However, Ren Qing estimates that he will have to wait for the three dream spells to be promoted to the Rongyin God. After all, it was difficult to master the spells before.

  Ren Qing continued to retreat and practice, thinking that the morning street was relatively stable for the time being.

   But a few days later, the outside world suddenly sounded dense footsteps, and there were also many people's heavy breathing.

  Ren Qing narrowed his eyes.

  The dead people in the morning street are actually quite normal, even if they understand the taboos of the existence of weirdness, they still inevitably attract them because of accidents.

   The old man Chen next door is said to have the doors and windows not locked, which caused them to be blown open by the evening wind.

   As a result, the whole family became the food of Fuyi, and they used their intestines to spell out "Fuyi", as if the strange were alluding to something.

  Ren Qingben did not notice any movement in the unexpected world, and planned to continue to perfect the ghost market that was about to take shape, but the sound of carrying coffins appeared one after another.

   He quickly walked out of the courtyard.

  The flow of people on the streets has dropped a lot, and the atmosphere of fear can not help but shroud.

   Those stalls selling meat have disappeared, the ground is covered with a layer of paper money, and there are obviously multiple coffin-carrying teams passing by.

   Just as Ren Qing was stunned, another coffin was carried out from Sanmu Lane.

  The corpse has been placed in the coffin, but the corpse itself is only left with bones, and the flesh and blood have been removed cleanly.

   The source of the turmoil is in the most remote location of Morning Street.

  Ren Qing saw that he was heading towards the residential area, and he could see people rushing in and out.

   They all looked extremely frightened, their palms desperately covering their mouths and noses.

  Because of the usurper's relationship, he couldn't speak, which made the morning street deepen the strange atmosphere, like a ridiculous mime.

"What is the taste?"

  Ren Qing's nose twitched, and the unpleasant smell wafted in the alley.

   It was a burnt sour stench, and ordinary people would definitely feel nauseated when they smelled it, and even if they stayed here for a long time, they could not help but feel dizzy.

   He walked through the narrow alley, turning around and stopping.

  I saw hundreds of residents gathered around a courtyard, as if waiting for something.

  Ren Qing, with his double pupil vision, easily noticed the surrounding scene, as well as a dozen pairs of eyes peeping in the dark.

   The woman squatting at the bottom of the banyan tree seems to be about to dry her clothes, but she hides the cultivation of the elixir stage, and her eyes are full of greed.

  The child playing in the mud in the corner is actually a dwarf in his thirties, and his cultivation is even stronger than that of a woman.

  …………

  Ren Qing didn't expect the situation to be so complicated, so he looked into the courtyard while restraining his breath.

   There is a large iron pot in the open space, the firewood is crackling, and the pot is steaming, like the one used by the vendors to stew meat on weekdays.

   But the iron pot was not filled with scattered minced meat, but the body of a man.

  The skin of the corpse was swollen and swollen, and the flesh and blood of the whole body were almost boiled.

  The blisters gradually boiled, and the corpse had obviously been in the iron pot for some time, and the flesh and blood had reached the point where it was about to fall off the bones.

   Of course, if this is the only case, it will not make the residents of Morning Street so gaffe.

   Mainly because the word "baby fox" was painted with blood on the wall.

  Ren Qing's face was puzzled, why didn't it feel like it was a strange method, but a cultivator deliberately imitated a strange murder.

   Just as he was about to continue to check the situation in the courtyard, he noticed the sound of the coffin being lifted, and the crowd in the alley took the initiative to separate.

  The four strong men carried the coffins into the courtyard and placed them at the door.

After the    cover was opened, the coffin slowly climbed out of it, exuding an unpleasant corpse odor, which actually suppressed the smell of meat.

   Seeing this, the public did not dare to disturb the coffin, and it seemed that they still trusted the latter.

  Ren Qing quietly squeezed into the crowd, only a few meters away from the courtyard wall.

   He didn't hide himself, he stood outside the door openly, staring at the cooked corpse while his eyes turned.

  The old coffin soon found Ren Qing, and looked at him with a somewhat surprised expression, but he didn't expect the other party to live nearby.

   However, several days have passed, but Ren Qing's cultivation has not improved in the slightest, and he is still a faint real essence.

   The talent is just too ordinary.

  Old Coffin waved his hand and signaled Ren Qing to stay away as much as possible. He had previously thought that the other party was some kind of natural immortal body, and it was unrealistic to think about it.

   Even if there are very few spiritual roots, how could it be possible for Chenjie to have an immortal body.

  The old coffin put his eyes on the corpse and looked at it carefully.

   After a long time, he walked out of the courtyard and said, "It's really weird..."

   There was an uproar among the people, and even some female relatives couldn't help crying. Everyone felt a shadow from death hanging over their heads.

   "Don't use iron pots, don't eat meat, and eat some dry food to wrap your belly..."

  The old coffin's voice was not loud, and the people present could hear it clearly.

  Ren Qing was puzzled.

   It is obviously a monk who murdered and cooked corpses. Is it too sloppy to be able to determine the strange behavior just by relying on the "baby fox"?

   He found that the monks who were watching secretly became both excited and scared, and they couldn't wait to leave the area of ​​​​the residents.

   The expressions of the people gradually disappeared, and they still needed to devote themselves to their daily chores. After all, the rations were not yet available.

  Ren Qing could sense that there was an intention to kill against ordinary people, as if he wanted to kill at any time.

   Seeing that the monk was no longer paying attention to this place, Ren Qing did not rush to stay away from the residential area, but walked towards the courtyard.

   The coffin's cultivation base must also be seen to be different. Since there is no indication, it is likely that a similar situation will occur by default.

  Ren Qing can see from the public's attitude towards the coffin that he is more fearful than fearful, which shows that he will not kill innocent people on weekdays.

  The old coffin put the corpse in with the coffin that was just lying down, but the flesh and blood had basically been dissolved, and the flies had gathered.

   "Ren Qing, you just happened to be here, help me carry the coffin."

  The timing of his speech was very clever, just after all the monks nearby disappeared, it can be seen that there is not much malice towards Ren Qing.

  Ren Qing approached Coffin Lao and asked tentatively, "Coffin Lao, it's more troublesome for you to deal with the corpse alone, why don't you find a helper?"

  The old coffin ignored Ren Qing and was still carrying the corpse seriously.

   After the whole body had been put into the coffin, he replied: "It's not easy to survive in the morning street, do you want to learn coffin making with me?"

   Old Coffin's attitude towards Ren Qing was lukewarm, a little strange. Although he didn't show hostility, he didn't intend to help him.

  Ren Qingsan smiled and didn't answer. If you can get the spell from the old coffin, there is another way.

  The old coffin shook his head and said, "Your aptitude is too poor, you can see from the appearance that there is almost no hope of building a foundation..."

  Ren Qing listened to the coffin elder's long speeches, and asked for the next step: "Coffin elder, is there a third strange creature in the morning street?"

   "The murderer is not weird, but it's not important anymore, the baby fox is coming..."

   "Do you know the origin of the weirdness?"

  Ren Qing shook his head.

   He didn't even see the strange body, so naturally it was impossible to guess it out of thin air.

   "When you reach the Qi refining stage, you will find that there is a huge blood moon in the sky. If you stare for a long time, you will go to the underworld."

  The old coffin's explanation is rather vague: "And the strange are the demons of the underworld. They are transformed by resentment, and they are almost immortal..."

  Ren Qing suddenly came to a conclusion in his heart through Yizhi's clues.

   "The more people who know weird names, will they make them stronger?"

The old coffin glanced at Ren Qing in surprise, and couldn't help but feel a little appreciation in his heart, and replied plainly: "To be precise, the more people who know them, the more strange things will get closer... Today's morning street ."

   No wonder Weird spreads his name?

  Ren Qing's heart is awe-inspiring. He has seen many unmatched monsters in the last quarter moon and the gibbous moon, and it is likely that they are strange bodies.

   Those human-faced spiders of hundreds of meters, and giants of thousands of meters...

   They really want to come to the waning moon layer, which is almost a unilateral massacre, and the condition for their arrival is only to spread the name.

  Ren Qing's pupils dilated, and suddenly he understood why the blood moon wiped out the memories of relatives and friends after mortals were pulled into the waning moon layer.

   is clearly to prevent the spread of the name, causing the creatures in the waning moon layer to return to the new moon layer.

   For people in ordinary world, the residents of Morning Street are not just monsters...

   In this way, the monks who rely on magic to achieve detachment are actually the same as Ren Qing, they are all smugglers from the new moon layer.

  Ren Qing guessed that Chenjie's usurper and bluffing wings should not have completely arrived, and the main body might still be in the last quarter of the moon.

   As for the baby fox, it will take a few days to gradually reveal its existence.

  The strange is confined to the morning street, like a prison for prisoners.

  The reason why Qingyan Town blocked Chen Street was to prevent the spread of strange names on a large scale, causing its body to be pulled into the waning moon layer.

   The most basic food for Chen Street is boiled frogs in warm water.

   To prevent the people from jumping over the wall, use various channels to spread the name to Qingyan Town.

  The old coffin pointed at the iron pot, and said with a smile, "Do you think it's important to be weird now?"

  Ren Qing suspects that there are monks who take risks to get in touch with the strange, probably to gain some kind of benefit, otherwise they will not harm others and benefit themselves.

The situation of   Chen Street is more complicated than expected. On the surface, it is isolated in Qingyan Town, but in fact, the forces are intertwined and each has its own ghost.

   "Just let the baby fox come?"

   "It has nothing to do with me anyway, so why don't you risk your life to stop it?"

  The old coffin glanced at Ren Qing and said, "Some lunatics will kill people in the name of looking for the spreader. Don't die too miserably."

  Ren Qing was interested, and the ghost market has a place to play.

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   (end of this chapter)