Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

  Chapter 486 The False World

  When Ren Qing saw that the rift in the Heavenly Dao was enough to improve his spells, the first thing he thought of was that although the turtle lived long, the rest of the spells had to be moved back.

  【Whether you choose the branch Shengtian Banzi will consume five hundred years of lifespan】

  The rift in the Dao of Heaven is slowly spreading, but fortunately, the lifespan consumed is not serious.

  Ren Qing shook his body instinctively, it was the discomfort caused by the strange thing being active, but he soon fell silent again.

  He is indeed not far from the Zhuoxian, but it is not enough for the five hundred years of life to completely deteriorate.

  The tortoise shell on Ren Qing's upper jaw has become more delicate, and he can also feel a coolness flowing through his brain, which can keep him awake.

  He couldn't help but look at Gui Shishou in Yangshen Realm.

  The hexagram images are still the same seven, but Ren Qing can faintly perceive the very vague direction of the disaster through the pattern of the tortoise shell.

  In addition, Gui Shishou can also divination for others, but the good and bad will be more vague.

  In fact, it is enough to just perceive disasters.

   Disasters are full of chance, even if Ren Qing relies on the turtle to achieve immortality, it does not mean that he can easily foresee the occurrence of bad omens.

  Even knowing just a moment in advance is enough to save Ren Qing's life.

  Ren Qing's current Heavenly Dao Crack is deep and shallow, and he should be able to advance to a spell, so he is going to choose from the secondary spells of the disaster elimination method.

  But at this moment, he suddenly noticed the coffin in the corner of the cave, in which lay Song Zongwu with a broken soul.

  Ren Qing used Gui Shishou to make a fortune for Song Zongwu.

   As a result, it did change between "good fortune" and "great misfortune", and the direction faintly pointed to the southwest corner of the cave, as if something was hidden.

  Ren Qing simply sent zombie monks to dig. After all, the "big evil" for Song Zongwu does not mean that it can threaten the Heavenly Paradise.

  At least his own hexagram is still in good luck.

  Ren Qing followed the progress of the zombies, and by the way, promoted the disguise technique to the Yangshen state, and made the crack approach half of the position.

  【Whether you choose to branch and integrate all faces will consume 500 years of lifespan】

  The most powerful part of the multifaceted body is that it can not only modify the appearance on a large scale, but also temporarily change the physique.

  As long as Ren Qing mixes yin energy into the all-faced body, the tens of thousands of monks in the Jail Hall can instantly turn into invisible zombies.

  He closed his eyes and digested the newly promoted technique.

  After being affected by the Dao of Heaven, spells will be difficult to control, and more time must be spent in meditation to suppress the strange things that riot.

  Ren Qing didn't care about making any calculations for Song Zong at all.

   Li Tiangang and the Yang God Realm did not pay attention to it deliberately. On the contrary, the zombie monks did not dare to neglect, digging the rock wall day and night.

  The task they received was to dig to the southwest, and they didn't know the rest.

  Ren Qing quickly forgot about this, and after stabilizing his cultivation, he planned to promote the method of eliminating disasters to Zhongyang Immortal without stopping.

  He had a vague premonition that after the primary and secondary techniques of the Disaster Elimination Method were all in the Yangshen realm, he should be able to develop the mirror world in depth.

  Ren Qing is now a little obsessed with seclusion. After all, there is no need to worry about the efficiency of life extension. Just meditate for a few days, and the statue can continue to be promoted.

  Footsteps came from outside the cave.

  Ren Qing canceled the information stream in front of him, opened his eyes and looked at the thin figure.

  The ghoul cautiously came to the entrance of the cave, and when he sensed the terrifying yin energy, the all-powerful zombie's legs softened a little.

   "Ghoul, what's wrong?"

  The ghoul hesitated for a few breaths before saying: "Ren Xianchang, the rock wall in the southwest corner is a bit weird, do you want to continue digging deeper?"

  Ren Qing was slightly stunned, and his expression immediately became a little complicated.

  He said in a deep voice: "Exit your corpse veins, temporarily close the entrance of the cave, and don't let other monks enter."

  Ren Qing didn't wait for the ghoul to reply after he finished speaking, his body immediately dissolved into Yin Qi, and he could shrink into an inch to go to any place covered by Yin Qi.

  The ghoul's face was pale, and the moment Ren Qing left, he had the illusion that his body and soul were about to be torn apart.

  It was as if the Yin Qi in his body wanted to follow Ren Qing uncontrollably.

  Ren Qing came to the southwest corner of the cave, and the zombie monks inside were notified one after another, and they were gradually evacuating the mine that stretched for several miles.

   He frowned, and came to the deepest part of the mine in just a few steps.

   What caught the eye was the rock wall made of flesh and blood, and the black hair growing from the rock, mixed with a faint breath of demons.

  【Demon Nest】

  【It is formed by the condensing of the supreme demon, the surface layer of the endometrium, and the inner layer is filled with a large amount of flesh and bones, so as to give birth to creatures. 】

  Ren Qing did not expect that the zombie monk would dig out the demon's nest.

  Even lifeless zombies will involuntarily alienate towards the black goat if they stay within the range of the demon's breath for a long time.

  Ren Qing didn't understand why the Heavenly Demon Nest had nothing to do with Song Zong.

  He protected his body and soul with dream flowers, and stepped close to the demon's lair, a stench came over his face, and noisy sounds rang in his ears.

  Ren Qing had some understanding of the Beast Pen language, and immediately heard that it was just some daily conversations, as if there were countless Beast Pen people in the demon lair.

   "Could it be that the Beastman civilization hidden somewhere in the Beast Pen is located in the Heavenly Demon's Nest?"

   Naturally, it is impossible for Ren Qing to dig open the demon's nest to check. This wall is obviously conceived by the supreme demon, so I don't know what it is useful for.

  His mind moved slightly, and his body turned into a shadow and burrowed into the crevice of the rock.

  Ren Qing walked around the Heavenly Demon Nest, and soon found a fist-sized sarcoma in the corner of the wall.

  The sarcoma is buried deep in the ground, and a large number of tentacles on the surface spread to the soil.

  Ren Qing touched the sarcoma with his palm, the sound inside stopped abruptly, and the sarcoma turned into fluid, trying to move it elsewhere.

  Such behavior shows that the source of the Beastmen is inside.

  Ren Qing noticed that the Beastman was not born for a long time, and his existence was relatively weak, so the Supreme Demon might not have noticed.

  He first confirmed that the hexagram was normal, and then separated a wisp of his fungus soul to infiltrate the sarcoma.

   There was a terrified scream from the sarcoma, intertwined with begging for mercy and cursing.

  Ren Qing's expression was different, because he didn't find any small world inside the sarcoma, but an extremely complex brain structure.

  Sarcomas are somewhat like human brains, and some are like sheep brains, which are very special.

  Ren Qing immediately discovered that there are tens of thousands of consciousnesses in the sarcoma, and each consciousness is independent, with different personality memories.

   But consciousness is not even a remnant soul, so how can it form life?

  He felt deeply absurd, and couldn't help but try to obtain the memory of the Beastman's consciousness, and a large number of messy pictures gathered in his mind.

  Ren Qing connected his memories together, and then saw a magnificent town where hundreds of thousands of beastmen lived.

  Beside the town, there are thousands of miles of farmland, and the beastmen dressed as farmers are cultivating crops.

  In the false world formed by memory, the beastmen are not skinned, they are not the slightest difference from the Xiangxiang people.

  Ren Qing even saw a few monks with flying swords flying in mid-air, indicating that the consciousness of the latter can affect the false world to a limited extent.

   Beastmen share a brain, but they are independent of each other.

  When the consciousness of tens of thousands of Beastmen fantasize about the same scene, a dreamlike false world will be formed.

  The fungus soul came to the false world at this time, like an invasion of foreign demons.

  Boundless darkness enveloped the sky, and some of the nascent beastmen could not bear the coercion, and suddenly became vain.

  At the fringes of the false world, shrinkage begins to appear, and details of fields and towns are no longer real.

  Ren Qing took back the fungus soul so as not to accidentally destroy this fragile world.

  For him, the consciousness in the sarcoma is of no value, after all, the beastmen must be attached to the sarcoma, and the sarcoma grows in the demon lair.

  But Ren Qing feels that the sarcoid structure seems to help revive Song Zongwu.

  Song Zongwu's memory is still relatively complete. If he uses this to awaken his consciousness, it will undoubtedly be much easier to complete the three souls and seven souls.

  Even if there is still no way to restore the soul, it is still much better than lying dead.

  Ren Qing analyzed the inside and outside of the sarcoma, drew and recorded the structure, and shared it with the craftsmen to summarize the pros and cons.

  He finally came to a conclusion that it is impossible to replicate a sarcoid that contains tens of thousands of consciousness, but it should not be difficult to reproduce a sarcoid with a single consciousness.

  Ren Qing asked Xiao San'er to lead the refining master to sort out the specific refining methods as soon as possible.

  He planned to completely seal the mine to prevent the heavenly demon from accidentally leaking out.

  Ren Qing glanced inadvertently before leaving, but noticed the changes in the false world.

  The city was turned into ruins, and the sky was raining fire, causing the buildings to be burned to the ground. Countless beastmen fell to their knees and prayed.

   But the disaster was still unstoppable. Every breath, the consciousness of the beastmen died in the sea of ​​fire, and thousands of them disappeared in a moment.

  The farmland was burned and a few large characters appeared.

   "I beg... immortal... save me..."

  Ren Qing glanced across his consciousness, and quickly locked on to an old man in the corner of the crowd, who was indifferently watching the casualties of his fellow clansmen.

  The consciousness of the old man is the most powerful among the Beastmen, and he can even control the celestial phenomena.

  He seemed to have noticed Ren Qing long ago, so he wanted to use the beastmen as a threat to take the opportunity to escape from the world of false memories.

  Ren Qing became interested after seeing this.

  He sent part of his consciousness to the false world, causing the sky to be covered by a giant face, and the ground to grow a crack that runs through the town.

  Although the rain of fire ceased, the crowd fell into despair.

  Only the old man let out a maniacal laugh, and his expression didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but it was undoubtedly more real than the beastmen around him.

   "I said that there is an outside world, and there must be immortals!"

   "Fake, all fake!"

   Immediately, the old man screamed, it was Ren Qing who was reading his memory.

  After digesting the old man's memory, Ren Qing figured out the situation in the false world, which was indeed beyond his expectation.

  The old man's name is "Shashengzi", and he is a rare genius in the false world.

  Practice Qi at the age of three, build the foundation at the age of seven, congenitally consummate at the age of twenty, realize the secrets of heaven before the age of one hundred, and successfully transcend the Tao.

  When he was two hundred years old, Sacrifice's temperament changed drastically after he created the soul-dividing immortal method. From time to time, he would mutter about the upper realm made of flesh and blood.

   Little did he know that he used his divided consciousness to ascend to the upper realm dozens of times.

  Shou Shengzi let out a hysterical cry, completely treating Ren Qing as the last straw before falling off the cliff: "Shangxian, save me from detachment!!"

  Ren Qing used the world like a dream to draw out the consciousness of killing children, and then returned to the original body.

  (end of this chapter)