Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

  Chapter 577 Respectfully send the master to be reincarnated (two in one)

  Lingshan Peak is located at the end of the southwestern branch of the bottomless abyss, with an altitude of 8,000 meters, basically eliminating monks below the ghost realm.

  In the middle of the night, hundreds of miles around will be shrouded in dense fog, making it difficult to find with the naked eye.

  Because of Lingshanding's special location, the black market has gradually flourished, even unknowingly, it has a history of thousands of years.

   No matter how deserted it is, hundreds of casual practitioners will gather when the black market opens.

   Loose cultivators are extremely poor, and they don’t even have a complete inheritance of spells. All forces know what is going on at Lingshanding, and no one is interested in the black market at all.

  Late at night, when the thick fog filled the soil, blood-red vegetation sprouted in the soil, and it only took a moment to grow into a bulge.

  The bulge is similar to a military tent, but it is actually a large blade.

  The blades continuously absorb the dense fog, barely maintaining the visibility in the black market, at least ensuring that casual repairers will not get lost on the top of Lingshan.

  An old man crawled out of the grave. His name was "Lamplighter". His cultivation had just reached the half-corpse level, but the lifespan of the undead was endless, so he stayed on the top of Lingshan.

  The lamplighter tremblingly came to the center of the black market, took out the corpse oil from the abdominal wound, and placed it in the rusty copper lamp.

  The copper lamp emits a faint light, making Lingshanding stand out in the dense fog.

  The dark crows sing on the branches, which seems to herald the opening of the black market, attracting the long-awaited casual cultivators to gather at the top of Lingshan.

   One after another, monks came from the bottomless abyss to control the magic weapon. They each looked for drums and settled down, sorting out the resources to be sold.

  For casual cultivators, a long-standing black market is very important.

  They will inevitably have to replace unused resources. If things go on like this, it may increase the chance of breaking through the bottleneck.

  The waning moon hung high in the sky, and the black market became lively.

  Funo walked through the bottomless abyss along the strong wind, and according to the mission of Mengcheng, he soon came to the top of Lingshan.

  Feng Kongren has not yet joined the world in the stomach, but it does not mean that he is not a part of the heaven.

  Because they are both descendants of immortals and gods, they are allowed to go to Dream City, and they are also eligible to receive missions, so they don't have the monthly allowance of three blood crystals for the members of the Jail Hall.

   In order not to expose his cultivation, Funo took the elixir to suppress his cultivation in advance. In the eyes of others, he was just a cultivator in the realm of ghosts.

  After he reached the top of Lingshan Mountain, he found that he still underestimated the strength of casual cultivators.

  There are many Yang God realm auras in the black market, and they are able to live in peace on the narrow Lingshan Peak, which shows that the master behind the scenes at least has a heavenly delusion to make them so afraid.

   Funo looked around and found many dragon-shaped decorations in the black market, his expression was a bit astonished.

  He quickly lowered his head, pretending to hide his emotional fluctuations, and walked towards the stalls in the black market, but no monks stopped him.

  Funo noticed that Sanxiu's stalls were all selling his own organs, or flesh and blood tissue stripped from corpses, and he didn't care whether taking it would lead to out-of-control alienation.

  He was a little uncomfortable, so he started to investigate according to the requirements of the task.

   More than a dozen pairs of eyes watched Funo in the dark, all of them seemed silent.

  Although they didn't know about Funo's cultivation in the Heavenly Deception Realm, they could tell that the latter was probably from the Heavenly Court, so they didn't ask about his identity.

  The heavenly monks generally mastered systematic spells, but they had no sense of awe.

  Due to the mission of the Jailer Hall, monks in the court have spread all over the place, and they are a group of very extreme lunatics.

  The most famous is the never-ending pursuit of resources.

  Once there are monks from the heavenly court, it means that they will appear like locusts in a steady stream until they are wiped out.

  The cultivators in the Yangshen Realm in the black market were a bit guilty, but they thought that the owner of the black market was the heir of the ancient fairy **** in heaven, so he didn't try to act unwisely towards Funo.

  Facts are exactly as they expected, Funo came to Lingshanding to be the master of the black market.

  Funo knocked sideways on the clues, and heard that the black market owner was shining in Jingzhou, and couldn't help being a little frightened.

   "So your black market owner is called the Dragon King of the Four Seas?"

  Funo asked with a strange expression, but got unanimous answers from all the stall owners, and Sanxiu definitely saw the appearance of the Dragon King of the Four Seas.

  They said swearingly that the Dragon King of the Four Seas overwhelmed the experience of several people in the same realm.

  Even if the Immortal Buddha makes a move, the Dragon King of the Four Seas can escape smoothly, and even among the immortals in the Heavenly Paradise Realm, he is among the top ten powerhouses.

  When Funo wanted to continue to inquire about the information of the black market owner, he noticed that the Dragon King of the Four Seas rarely showed up, only three years ago.

   Funo shook his head solemnly.

  The mission he accepted was to investigate the black market owner. If it was really founded by the Dragon King of the Four Seas from the Thunder Department of Heaven, it would be unreasonable for Dream City to issue such an inexplicable mission.

   Funo waited until the sun was born, and the black market loose cultivators dispersed.

  He informed Dream City of the clues about the black market, and then returned to the bottomless abyss. The black market will not reopen until the fifteenth day of next month.

  Funo noticed that there are more and more missions related to the heavenly court. Could it be that there are monks who intentionally pretend to be the heavenly court to show off?

  Information on all missions is finally collected in the hands of Ren Qing.

  Not to mention the Dragon King of the Four Seas, even the dharma titles such as Polaris Lord, Plague Messenger, and Dou Mu Xing Lord frequently appear everywhere.

  Ren Qing suspected at first that monks like Master Xiang misappropriated the title of Heavenly Court.

  It turned out that the master Xiang and other monks were still working around Jingzhou, and they didn't have enough time to rush to the top of Lingshan.

   Moreover, the black market at Lingshanding has existed intermittently for thousands of years.

  Although Sanxiu has always been suspicious of the identity of the owner of the black market, he suddenly pointed the finger at the Dragon King of the Four Seas, almost without warning.

  As if invisible, there is a palm affecting the wind direction of the heaven.

  Ren Qing has sent more than a dozen monks to investigate the black market.

  According to the feedback information, the black market is a crude gathering place that can exist for thousands of years only because it is inconspicuous.

  Ren Qing cursed secretly.

  He can now be sure that there is a force ready to pick his own peaches.

  The background of the other party is definitely deeper than that of the Jail Hall. According to the rumors of the Heavenly Courts in different places, the Heavenly Paradise Realm they belong to is at least double digits.

   You must know that the "Heavenly Court Theory" has been accepted by most forces.

  It seems that thousands of years ago, there really was an extraterrestrial heaven containing immortal gods, but for some reason, it finally led to the destruction of the heavenly court.

  Most of the monks already believed that the Heavenly Court once existed, and even if some people thought it was fabricated, they would not blatantly deny it.

   As long as the Jail Hall is confirmed as a descendant of the Heavenly Court, it is equivalent to gilding itself.

   In the future, if the strength is enough to convince the public, it may even reshape the Heavenly Court openly, because the Jail Hall has "great righteousness".

   This is also the reason why Ren Qing worked hard to develop the Jail Hall. The ghost knows whether the danger in this world is limited to immortals and Buddhas. In case the Three Dao Patriarchs and the Three Buddhas are still not the end.

  He wants to pull the banner of heaven and make monks in the world become grasshoppers on the same rope.

  In the end, Ren Qing found out that there was a force secretly snatching the title of Heavenly Court, and even claimed to be the Dragon King of the Four Seas.

  If he continues to immerse himself in development as usual, maybe in a few years, the orthodoxy of heaven will belong to someone else.

  Ren Qing had a sneer on his face, he really regarded the Jail Hall as a soft persimmon.

  He signaled all the monks to keep an eye on the place where the rumors came out, and if there was an accident, Taoist Mu Snake was always ready to support.

  Ren Qing wants to see, where does the power come from? Do you think the prison on the third floor of the underworld is too empty?

  He was afraid that the fake heaven would make the lies unbreakable, after all, the so-called relics of the heaven must be nothing.

  Ren Qing thought for a moment, and planned to open the small heaven of the Matchmaker Niwan Palace.

  Even though the Little Heavenly Court still has a lot of flaws, it is much more real than those fake Heavenly Court ruins.

  If the deception of the Heavenly Court is maintained for a long time, it will be able to drive a large number of monks to use it for themselves, looking for the immortal position hidden in this world.

  Ren Qing used the help of a matchmaker to communicate with the strange world in Jingzhou, including Mrs. Bone, who had been imprisoned in the underworld for more than ten years.

  Ms. Bone is still wearing the avatar, and the joints of her hands and feet are decayed to varying degrees.

  She is used to the life in the prison, she can calm down to polish her spells, and use her soul to absorb the yin energy that wanders around her.

  Madam Bone felt that if she had been locked in the underworld for thousands of years and she hadn't gone crazy, she might be able to figure out a way to break through to the Paradise Realm without being a fairy.

  It's a pity that Mrs. Bone has a clear understanding of souls.

   I'm afraid that in another three or four hundred years, the instinct will put the soul into a deep sleep, so as to avoid the self-destruction of consciousness.

  Madam Bone kept thinking wildly, and fell into a deep sleep in a trance.

  Dreams of more than ten years have been repeatedly going to the Tianting ruins. From the beginning of the excitement, it has long been numb.

  Madam Bone wandered around the Nantian Gate as always, staring at Tianwaitian thousands of years ago, where thousands of immortals and gods once lived.

  She originally thought that the Tianting ruins would not change even if a thousand years passed.

   As a result, the resistance that Mrs. Bone imagined did not happen, and Nantianmen accepted her existence smoothly, without any intention of stopping her.

  She passed through the Nantian Gate and came to the heavenly court composed of ruins. She could still vaguely see several Fengkong people guarding the Leibu Palace.

   "Maybe we can use the Heavenly Court inheritance to get out of the prison of the underworld..."

  Madam Bone smiled and ran towards the palace of the Ministry of Plague.

  The palace of the Ministry of Plague is dilapidated, but there is a complete statue vaguely located in the ruins, and the stone surface is covered with densely packed characters.

  It is likely to record a spell that leads directly to the earth immortal?

  Madam Bone couldn't help speeding up her pace, but she didn't go far at all, but she couldn't save a thousand meters as if she had encountered a situation.

  Her expression was resentful, as soon as she saw a little hope, she was immediately extinguished, and her state of mind suddenly became unbalanced.

  Ren Qing took the opportunity to perform the toe separation technique, which affected the memory of Mrs. Bone.

  He found that Mrs. Bone and Taoist Mu Snake were the same, both of them had no memory of their previous lives after comprehending the magic through the way of heaven.

  Ren Qing deeply doubts that Mrs. Bai Gu should be a new life resurrected from the corpse.

  The original soul has been dissipated under the impact of the heavens, so the potential is far less than that of the one who can create spells in life.

  Ren Qing also came up with a very bold idea from the two of them.

   "In a sense, as long as the creator of the spell traced by the information flow grows up, he must be able to reach the Heavenly Paradise Realm?"

  Anyway, I have nothing to lose, so I might as well give it a try. If it succeeds, the Jail Hall will create Paradise Realms in batches.

  He guided Mrs. Bone, so that the other party came to the corner of Nantianmen belatedly.

  Madam Bone also calmed down at this time, she knew that she had been locked in the cell for too long, and her soul had accumulated a lot of negative emotions.

   If you don't pay attention, you may go crazy if you are not careful.

  As an undead, she is actually patiently waiting for the opportunity in the underworld, but if an accident makes her mood unbalanced, she may be able to die aggrieved within a few years.

  Madam Bone took a deep breath, no matter what, it would be nice to find something in Heaven.

  Maybe after finding the law of heaven, she can continue to go deep into the ruins. It doesn't make sense that she can move around the palace of Leibu even if there are no people in the sky.

  Madam Bone immediately searched the vicinity carefully.

  She noticed that she was only a projection formed by consciousness, so any physical work would consume the corresponding soul breath.

  Even if carrying a half-meter heavy object, Mrs. Bone will spend a lot of time.

   "The Nantian Gate should be guarded by giants more than a thousand meters away. It's almost unrealistic to clean it up. It's better to lower your eyes."

  Madam Bone's eyes fixed on the barracks next to the Nantian Gate, where countless wrecks of swords, halberds and spears were scattered, and the killing came.

  She walked slowly towards the barracks, and there was only slight resistance when she stepped onto the training ground.

  With the vision of Mrs. Bone's Heavenly Paradise Realm, the broken weapons all over the ground should not be underestimated, any one of them can drive the Yang God Realm crazy.

  What shocked her the most was that the weapons were almost flawless, and the refining process was exactly the same, and even the time spent was almost the same.

   It's hard to imagine the horror of Heavenly Court in its heyday.

   How many skilled craftsmen are there, who can take all the gods and gods in the world under their seats, and what kind of enemies can turn the heaven into ruins, and live in a state of embarrassment for thousands of years.

  Madam Bone stood in the barracks for several hours until her consciousness returned to her body.

  She never thought about the possibility of cheating in the ruins of the Heavenly Court at all. From this, she can see the cleverness of Ren Qing's methods, which can be described as nine truths and one falsehood.

  Nine points of true ideas mixed with one point of falsehood are clever tricks.

  Weapons are all made by ghosts, so ghosts can do assembly line refining, and each weapon has high quality and high coincidence.

  Although Ren Qing was very distressed by the loss of deliberately destroying weapons, he still had to pay what should be paid. Anyway, the world in the stomach can also produce mines.

  He digested Mrs. Bone's memory, and gradually perfected his thoughts.

  Ren Qing, no matter in the soul of Taoist Mu Snake or Mrs. Bone, has found a very obscure "lock".

  The soul lock is the rumored "mystery in the womb".

  As long as the mystery of the womb is solved, the memory of the previous life can be recalled.

  Of course, not all monks have the mystery of womb, or in the case of Mrs. Bone, a new soul is born from a corpse.

   Either reincarnate in the stomach world through the post of earth immortal. After the cultivation base is deepened, the memory of the previous life will be awakened little by little.

  The reason why Taoist Mu Snake is willing to be a ferryman in Huangquan is because his soul has the opportunity to solve the mystery of the womb when he is washed away by the death energy.

  However, in Ren Qing's view, it is impossible for Taoist Mu Snake to fully inherit the memory.

  He can only gain partial comprehension, and cannot become a snake-obsessed Taoist who has realized many spells and walked out of his own path of practice.

   On the night of the second day, Madam Bone came to Xiaotianting again on her own initiative and went straight to the barracks, hoping to find useful clues.

   Feng Kongren noticed the figure of Mrs. Bone, but under Ren Qing's signal, he only focused on monitoring and did not expel the other party.

  Madam Bone didn't dare to waste time, and searched like digging three feet into the ground.

"how is this possible…"

   "Since it is the residence of the Heavenly Soldiers, there should be magical things. Is it true that the inheritance of spells is all in the palace of the Immortal Department?"

  Madam Bone came to Little Heaven every night, but she was very disappointed in the result.

  The barracks seem to have only broken weapons and armor worn by the heavenly soldiers.

  It is not easy for her to freely enter and exit the Nantian Gate. Even if she takes the weapon to the underworld, it is impossible to break through the strong prison door.

   Not to mention, the underworld itself is a huge prison.

  Madam Bone was just about to leave the barracks, when she was suddenly attracted by a well in the corner, and the faint moonlight was about to emerge from the well.

  There is no sun and moon in the small heaven, the sky is shrouded in impenetrable dark clouds all the year round.

  She came to the well subconsciously, the moonlight fell on her face, her soul felt a burst of coolness, and the exhaustion of her soul was swept away immediately.

  Madam Bone was immersed in the growth of her soul, and time passed silently.

  After she woke up in prison, the stagnant Yin Qi in her body became active, and it became easier to absorb the external Yin Qi.

  Madam Bone was overjoyed, and quickly practiced the technique with her legs crossed.

  She seemed to see the possibility of escaping from birth, so she focused her energy on the two points and one line, and her cultivation level rose to the level of the Yang God Realm unconsciously.

  The soul is far beyond the same realm, and has recovered to 80% of the ordinary heavenly realm.

  Ren Qing also figured out the soul lock when Mrs. Bone was practicing. The latter didn't notice that the body and soul were gradually attached by the disease.

  Disease covered the soul of Mrs. Bones, and solved the mystery of the fetus in a brutal way.

  Madam Bone was inexplicably exhausted physically and mentally. She just thought that she was frequently going in and out of the small heaven, and she didn't realize that someone was stealing the memory.

  When Ren Qing obtained all the memories of Mrs. Bone's life, his expression couldn't help but cheer up.

  He never thought that this memory would be so complete, including Mrs. Bone's experience in the brothel, she was deeply humiliated and reduced to a beggar, and finally her body wrapped in straw mats was discarded in a mass grave.

   "If you can really rely on memory to create Mrs. Bone..."

  Ren Qing's idea is based on the two ancestors. In terms of talent, no one can match the group of monks who created their own spells.

  From Dameng Daoist's body, talent can be well reflected.

   There are quite a few monks who are of the same generation as Dameng Daoist in the Jail Hall. The head in the pot was back then, but they can be compared.

   As a result, the head in the jar was still stuck in the bottleneck of the Yin and Yang realm, and Dameng Daoist had reached the perfection of the Yangshen realm, and was only one step away from the Heavenly Paradise.

  Ren Qing was very curious about whether the monk who was resurrected by using the memory of his life could have amazing talents and break through the limitations of the Heavenly Paradise Realm.

  The inspiration is also due to Jingzhou. Isn’t Buddhism just using the souls of ancient monks to create tens of thousands of Buddhas.

  If the soul of a mortal is used instead, the Buddha will need at least a few years of adaptation.

  Ren Qing's heart moved slightly, and Mrs. Bone fell into a deep sleep uncontrollably.

  Ren Qing took out the elixir refined by Bianhua and gave it to Mrs. Bone.

  【The other shore flower】

  【Cultivated by Zhuoliuzi, after eating Bianhua, if the soul cannot withstand alienation, it will cause the soul to melt, otherwise a false soul will be bred after thirty-six days. 】

  The proportion of the other shore flower contained in the elixir is not high, it can only support the cultivators in the Ghost Realm to breed false souls, and it is not useful for the Heavenly Paradise Realm.

  About the past month or so, there is an extra ray of false soul in Mrs. Bone's Niwan Palace.

  However, the false soul is just a dead dog soul among the seven souls, which is not complete, and it is enough to carry the memory of Mrs. Bone.

  Ren Qing chose for a long time in the villages in the world in his stomach, let the remnant soul of Mrs. Bone fuse into the ghost fairy, and went to sit in the mountains.

  He injected the memory into the remnant soul, and the fake soul of Mrs. Bone hardly rejected it, and successfully received almost 80% of the memory.

  Relying on the belief of mortals, the pseudo-soul can be fully restored within dozens of years.

  Ren Qing plans to use the reincarnation ability of the earth immortal post to send the false souls to reincarnation, so that they can get a physical body.

  However, the number of Earth Immortals is limited, and it is impossible for the Chosen One to appear in large quantities.

  Ren Qing followed the same method, and Taoist Mu Snake's memory and pseudo-soul were easily obtained, and the latter did not resist too much.

  He turned the false soul into a mountain **** again, and then took out a fungus from the Treasure Pavilion.

  This strain is formed by the agglomeration of hundreds of sub-souls that were contaminated with the aura of Taisui Daojun when Dameng Daoist ascended the immortal ladder, and it essentially has all the characteristics of a soul.

  Based on Ren Qing's understanding of the Tai Sui Jing, the bacteria are likely to retain the memory of Tai Sui Daojun.

   After all, Daojun Taisui achieved the Heavenly Paradise Realm through the Jailer Method, and his body and soul have the characteristics of strange things, like a centipede worm dead but not stiff.

  Ren Qing directly put the bacteria of Taoist Tai Sui into the mountain temple.

  After the ghost immortality was integrated into the strain, the strain seemed to have undergone subtle changes, but there was nothing unusual upon closer inspection.

   Whether the bacteria can breed souls, Ren Qing himself is not sure.

  Ren Qing still has four quotas for the rank of Earth Immortal, and plans to give two of them to the master.

  But to Ren Qing's surprise, Tian Daozi chose to refuse.

  Tian Daozi only has a superficial spiritual intelligence, and he is worried about the safety of the village. He would rather become a little **** who guards the mountains for generations.

  Ren Qing awakened Chen Changsheng's consciousness, and the latter agreed without much hesitation after hearing about the effects of the Earth Immortal post.

   "There is no willingness or not. I have already figured it out in the mountains for a hundred years. No matter how great the risk is, it is better than dying."

  However, when Chen Changsheng learned of Tian Daozi's choice, he was not the slightest bit surprised.

   "I have been friends with Tian Daozi for many years, how could I not know the essence of Wuwei Taoism?"

  Chen Changsheng said with a helpless face: "I once suggested that Tian Daozi bring his own disciples to Xiangxiang to establish an orthodoxy, but Tian Daozi can't abandon the sect he established himself."

   "Tian Daozi's character is like this, it seems that he will wake up sooner or later."

  Chen Changsheng cut off his own life, and his soul became more and more bleak.

   "Disciple and grandson, don't worry."

   "If I can solve the mystery of the womb in the next life, I will go to Dahang Mountain and personally persuade Tian Daozi to reincarnate."

  Earth Immortals carried Chen Changsheng's soul to the Heavenly Dao, and Ren Qing could not control He Shengling in the next life.

  Ren Qing didn't have time to pay attention, because the things involved in the fake heaven were even weirder than he imagined.

  (end of this chapter)