Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 255 This is the Fairy City

   Who would have expected that the weirdness would involve Rabbit Toad.

  Ren Qing remembered the Rabbit Toad cultivator he met in Qingxuguan. He thought that he would only encounter the blood moon related forces in the gibbous moon layer.

   He didn't plan to have a branch outside the festival, so he didn't move the moon candle, but put the unconscious Yuan Si into the prison in his womb.

  The rest of the men who turned into candles have already lost their souls and have no chance of regaining consciousness.

   Yuan Si was placed on the island in the heart of the lake by him, and was taken care of by the split soul, and by the way, he used the heavenly dream seed to rebuild the fairy city.

   This time Xianshi is not a temporary filling scene, he plans to maintain it for a long time.

  Ren Qing just wanted to leave, but suddenly found that after Yuan Si's candle was removed, a hidden secret door appeared on the ground.

   He used his double pupils to look down and found that there were many children imprisoned inside.

  Ren Qing glanced at the lobby of Furong Building, Yinghu was still playing with the monks, and planned to pick out some to make moon candles.

   When he saw this, he opened the secret door, and a dozen brightly dressed children came into view.

  The environment in the dark room is clean and tidy, like a wing room, and there are several middle-aged oiran who take care of their daily life.

  Compared to Yuan Si and others, children are more like beautifully packaged goods.

   The alienation features on them are very slight, and they don't even see traces of worms, but they look like ordinary mortals.

   Obviously, the purpose of the baby fox is not only the moon candle, but also to collect children through the oiran in the Furong Building, and I don't know what it is used for.

   The child stared at the door with wide eyes, and the thick black shadow slowly flowed like a liquid.

  The oiran hurriedly covered the children's mouths to prevent them from making too much noise, thus attracting the attention of the usurper.

  The oldest oiran stood up, she said tremblingly: "Lord Xianchang, this is the Furong Building, don't want to..."

  Ren Qing didn't give them time to react at all, and when he stretched out his hand, he created suction out of thin air, and took the child and the oiran into the prison in his womb.

   But the location is not the island in the center of the lake, but close to the cell area.

   He then went back the same way and left the Furong Building through the gap in the backyard wall.

  After this delay, the sky was already dark, the moon was hanging high in the sky, the streets were dead silent, only the houses were brightly lit.

  Ren Qing maintained the form of a black shadow and walked silently through the alley.

   In fact, since he came to the waning moon layer, he has never seen the night in the morning street.

  Ren Qing couldn't help looking up at the blood-red waning moon, and found that the blood moon seemed to be larger than the crescent moon.

   He guessed that it was not the change of the blood moon, but the distance between the ground and the sky was increasing, indicating that the influence of the blood moon was becoming more and more terrifying.

  Ren Qing's body gradually showed signs of pulling away, and quickly stopped staring at the blood moon.

   "Let's leave Chen Street as soon as possible, otherwise, if the baby fox starts to go crazy, this place is really not suitable for retreat and practice."

  Ren Qing headed towards Sanmu Lane, ready to pull the coffin into his belly and imprison him.

   It was only a few minutes from Pinjindi to Sanmuxiang, but he spent more than half an hour in order to hide.

   Just as Ren Qing was about to approach the entrance of the alley, there was a sudden sound of a gong beating not far away.

   "It's dry, be careful with candles."

   Seeing this, he stopped moving, and shrank as much as possible in the corner. Ghosts covered the surface of his body, and his sense of existence was also eliminated to a minimum.

   A figure with long hands and long legs passed by, and the man who was playing was wearing a thin hoodie and held an ordinary lantern in his hand.

   The appearance is indeed strange, but it has an unusually calm feeling.

   And the cultivation base is far less terrifying than the baby fox.

  Ren Qing watched the beater, and found that no matter from which angle he looked, the other party was facing him with his back, which seemed inexplicable.

   The moment he turned his head, the beating of gongs and drums stopped abruptly, and a beating man appeared on the other side of the street corner.

  Ren Qing thought it was triggering the taboo of hitting Gengren at first, but he quickly reacted and looked straight at the other party.

  Compared to Yuan Si and Huoyi, the coffin elder's description of beating men is very vague, and I have never heard of people dying because of it.

  Kakakakaka…

   There was a sound of bones colliding on the man's body, and then he stretched his head far away like a giraffe, as if he was looking for something.

  Ren Qing slipped into Sanmu Alley, and after realizing that he hadn't noticed the stranger, he raised the lantern again and muttered to himself.

   "At midnight, watch out for candles."

  The Gengman is the second one that has completely descended on the morning street, except for the baby fox, and the danger should be far beyond imagination.

   But the fact is quite the opposite, it seems that the fighters only exist in rumors.

  Ren Qing suspects that the real name of Da Gengren has been forgotten, resulting in damage to his intelligence, so he keeps wandering in the morning street.

  Compared to the silence of the street, the movement in the residential area in the distance was obvious, and I could hear the screams of the dead during the bluff-wing hunting.

  Ren Qing soon reached the coffin shop, and the doors and windows were closed.

   As soon as he got in under the door, he smelled a pungent smell of alcohol, mixed with a low snoring sound.

  The old coffin was lying on the ground without any image, surrounded by empty wine jars, and the strong smell of wine permeated the room.

   His physical condition has improved a lot, and he does not look like he is dying, although his limbs are still stitched up with dead people.

  The old coffin seemed to be able to vaguely sense that someone was approaching, and muttered to himself in a daze, but he still couldn't move.

   "Coffin old, take you to a good place."

   Ren Qing smiled, grabbed the coffin and threw it into the prison in his womb.

  Old Coffin only felt a whirlwind and opened his eyes quickly, and found himself falling from the sky, and most of the drunkenness in his body suddenly dissipated.

   He opened his mouth wide, unaware of what was going on.

boom……

  The old coffin slammed on the island in the center of the lake, and after lying down for a long time, he got up and noticed that the nearby Taoist temple had become an unfamiliar one.

  The Taoist temple was filled with immortal energy, and there was a spring spouting wine not far away, and the fragrance was stronger than the few jars he drank.

   "I am..."

   "This place is the dwelling place of the gods."

   Yuan Si limped to the side of the coffin, even if the latter's cultivation far surpassed him, there was no fear in his heart.

   In fact, he had already woken up, and had been instructed by Ren Qing.

  Old Coffin's head was full of fog, and he also recognized the man in front of him. He was usually the most inconspicuous among the monks in Morning Street.

   now appears in front of him, and there is also the so-called immortal residence, what the **** is it?

   He suddenly became conscious, grabbed Yuan Si and asked, "Do you know Ren Qing?"

  Old Coffin thinks of Ren Qing, and now he feels that he can't see through each other. Not only does his aptitude go up and down, but his understanding and talent are far beyond ordinary.

   There are also more than a dozen jars of wine. When he first drank it, he was just refreshed. Now that he has recovered, it may have the effect of prolonging his life.

  In the more than 70 years of experience of the coffin, I have never heard of spirit wine that can prolong life.

   Is it really related to immortals?

   "Ren Qing? I don't know."

  Yuan Si shook his head, and then no matter how the coffin asked, he didn't answer any more, just looked at the sky with hot eyes.

  The old coffin turned his head away, his heart beating wildly.

   In the distance, there was a two-headed immortal standing in the air, exuding an imposing aura that was like substance, not like coming from the mortal world at all.

  The old coffin was also more knowledgeable than Yuan Si. After he saw the appearance of the two-headed immortal, his breathing became extremely heavy.

   "Yuanshi... Yuanshi Tianzun..."

  Only in the classics can we get a glimpse of the true face of Daozu. Now he encounters a Yuanshi Tianzun who is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and he can't help but feel throbbing.

  Yuan Si fell to the ground without hesitation, with a slightly apologetic expression.

   If he hadn't acted recklessly, he wouldn't have been trapped in the Furong Building, and in the end he had to be rescued by the Immortal Venerable, which is really inappropriate.

  Separate Soul borrowed the secluded essence of the Heavenly Daoworm, and for the two who mastered the Heavenly Insect method, the sense of oppression was far greater than that of the monks in the ascension period.

  Ren Qing poured the content of the Netherworld Insect Law into their Niwan Palace.

   "Practice this technique and you can achieve longevity."

  The old coffin opened his mouth wide. For him, a person whose life essence was depleted, longevity was indeed an unattainable thing.

   The Netherworld Insect Method is not much different from the ordinary spells, with only some minor changes.

   But these inconspicuous changes hide the information that is extremely thought-provoking, and why is it called the Heavenly Insect Method...

  The shaking ground interrupted the old coffin's thoughts, and the island in the center of the lake began to expand continuously.

   In just a few breaths, the island has grown several times in size, and the Taoist temple has become hazy, as if it will dissipate at any time.

  Ren Qing took a deep breath, and the content of the Dream Butterfly Method went through several times in his mind.

  Three kinds of dream spells echo each other, exerting their power to the extreme.

  Two more buildings appeared around the Taoist Temple. Although they looked like ordinary shops, they were made out of thin air after all.

  Old Coffin has believed most of it, such a terrifying magical power he has never seen before, even a cultivator in the distraction period cannot do it.

   He suspected that Ren Qing was a disciple of Shuangshou Immortal, so the chance fell on him.

  The shop has been completely formed. One should be selling coffins, and the other is called the Big Dream Pavilion. I don’t know what it is used for.

   The two looked at each other.

  According to the information left by Ren Qing, the big dream pavilion can be exchanged for the materials for practice, and the coffin shop is operated by the coffin old.

   However, Xianshi has not yet opened, and the store is also closed.

   Before Ren Qing's split soul left, he dropped two auras into their palms.

  The old coffin opened his palm and found that it was a crystal clear amber-shaped gemstone. According to the information in his mind, after taking it, it can prolong life by 200 days, which is a rare fairy food.

   Yuan Si received a flesh-and-blood instrument made from an adult leg bone.

   He fit the lame foot without hesitation, the two merged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then the disability of the leg was compensated by the magic weapon.

   "Thank you Xianzun for the blessings, the disciples have nothing to repay."

   Yuan Si slapped his head heavily, and then hurried to the Taoist temple, intending to immediately go to practice the Netherworld Insect Law.

After hesitating for a moment, the coffin elder swallowed the corpse into his belly.

   During the warm current, he knew that his lifespan had indeed increased a lot, and he would not experience the pain of depletion in a short period of time.

   "Oh, I thought I was open-minded enough about life and death..."

   "You can live forever, but who can see longevity as nothing."

  The old coffin looked at the world where the prison in his belly was obviously restricted. It was probably some kind of supernatural power that created a world of its own. It seemed that he had indeed encountered an immortal.

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   (end of this chapter)