The Secret Way of Immortality

When Ren Qing summoned the information stream, he didn't hold much hope.

After all, under normal circumstances, once a person died and the strange object separated, it would be impossible to obtain information about the spells they possessed in life.

But this corpse was just the opposite.

Perhaps because of the Non-Action Daoist temple, the corpse's skin still retained its elasticity, and he could even feel residual warmth.

What surprised Ren Qing the most was that the spells displayed by the corpse were actually related to the Heavenly Dao Egg again.

【Purple Firmament Skill: Created by the Heavenly Dao Child. To cultivate, one must place the Heavenly Dao Egg within the Niwan Palace and refine it for forty-nine days before it can be completed.】

First of all, it can be determined that the so-called Heavenly Dao Egg should be unique to the Non-Action Daoist temple.

Ren Qing even suspected that the destruction of the Non-Action Daoist temple was closely related to the Heavenly Dao Egg, which made him shudder.

He tried to find more clues from the corpse, which resulted in the corpse being turned over, exposing its back to the surface of the water.

Ren Qing gasped.

The corpse was completely hollow, and its internal organs were missing, as if something had drilled out from within.

The Heavenly Dao Egg, as the name suggests, could it really be the larva of some kind of strange object…

Cultivating spells requires the aid of the Heavenly Dao Egg, which gradually hatches within the body, giving birth to an unknown strange creature?

Ren Qing couldn't help but look towards the Daoist temple on the lotus leaf in the distance.

If he wanted to understand the secret of the Non-Action Daoist temple's destruction, he definitely had to check out the other buildings; the clues in the Council Hall were too few.

Relying on his double pupils, he could barely make out the words on the signboard, which seemed to be something like Non-Action Hall, Tushita Palace, Spell Cultivation Field…

Among them, what Ren Qing cared about most were the Tushita Palace and the Secret Treasure Hall.

According to Taoist teachings, the Tushita Palace corresponds to the Supreme Lord Lao, and is specifically used for refining pills and storing elixirs.

Moreover, Ren Qing could vaguely see a dilapidated three-legged bronze cauldron at the entrance of the Tushita Palace.

The Secret Treasure Hall, as expected, contained the Non-Action Daoist temple's spell manuals, and he might be able to find a method to extend his life from them.

Ren Qing didn't continue to examine it, because another corpse floated over, so he sat cross-legged on the lotus leaf and waited for a moment.

This corpse was slightly larger, about three meters long, and its skin was also swollen, having been soaked in the water for a long time.

Ren Qing didn't hesitate to touch the corpse, and the information stream displayed the spell.

【Gale Wind Incantation: Created by the Heavenly Dao Child. To cultivate, one must cut out their tongue and implant the Heavenly Dao Egg at the root of the tongue for eighty-one days before it can be completed.】

Ren Qing pried open the corpse's mouth.

The oral cavity had already been hollowed out, and the root of the tongue was covered with severed roots, which were very similar to a type of insect called a fish louse.

Fish lice parasitize in the mouths of fish, sucking blood until the fish's tongue atrophies, and the fish lice then replace the function of the fish tongue.

Ren Qing checked several corpses in succession, and all the spells involved the Heavenly Dao Egg, indicating that the Non-Action Daoist temple's orthodoxy was relatively singular.

Moreover, he noticed that the corpses also wore ordinary clothes under their Daoist robes.

These clothes were relatively simple in color and embroidered with patterns similar to the Year Beast on the surface.

Ren Qing pondered for a moment, recalling that he had seen similar clothing on students from Crane Mountain Town.

Crane Mountain Town is located north of Xiangxiang, and the local customs are slightly different.

Compared to An'nan Town in the south, the two are completely different.

The location of the Non-Action Daoist temple is very likely to be in the north of Xiangxiang, that is, the place separated by the Yang God realm forbidden area.

With a thought, Ren Qing's consciousness entered the prison in his abdomen, where there was a cell specifically used to store supplies.

He used his consciousness to control the paper, sticking it to the surface of the flesh and blood wall, and then used ink to outline a simple map.

On the map, in addition to Xiangxiang, he also extended it slightly to the north.

【Place Name: Unknown】

【Force: Non-Action Daoist Temple】

【Reason for Destruction: Suspected Heavenly Dao Egg】

Ren Qing stared at the map for a long time.

If this world is divided into isolated islands, I wonder how many of them still retain the flame of civilization.

He shook his head with a wry smile.

If the problem of the Ksitigarbha King's lifespan is not resolved, Xiangxiang will probably follow in the footsteps of the Non-Action Daoist temple before long.

The Avici Hell is a forbidden area in the Yang God realm. Even cultivators as strong as Grand Dream Master have no power to resist. The entire Xiangxiang will be plunged into misery.

Unless there is a path to leave Xiangxiang.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes. Wasn't the Blind Daoist the one who came from the outside?

Perhaps the Non-Action Daoist temple contains such information. It would also be easy to cross the water by using the floating corpses.

But he always felt that something was wrong. This pitch-black pool of water was bottomless. What if something was hidden inside?

Ren Qing hesitated for a few breaths, then threw fresh flesh and blood into the pool.

The flesh and blood quickly disappeared without a trace, and the surface of the water remained deathly still.

Ren Qing was about to turn around, but his footsteps stopped in place.

Under his gaze, a wave slowly spread out.

Ren Qing sighed helplessly. The corpses in the Non-Action Daoist temple died in a strange manner. Who knows what kind of thing hatched from their bodies.

He didn't choose to continue testing, turning around to look for other useful clues on the lotus leaf.

Since it's inconvenient to come and go, Ren Qing won't be able to leave this lotus leaf for the time being. He'll wait until Dao Birth Dao is promoted.

The Council Hall is the place for preaching, and he still wants to use it to find those preachers in Xiangxiang, or even the Blind Daoist.

After carefully checking several times, Ren Qing found a tomb piled up with gravel in the corner of the lotus leaf. The writing on the tombstone was clearly scratched out with fingernails.

"The Non-Action Daoist temple is buried here, disciple Xiao Chenzi left this."

Xiao Chenzi is likely to be the Blind Daoist. At least, no other survivors have been found yet.

Ren Qing walked around to the other side of the tombstone, but he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Disciple Xiao Chenzi respectfully sends off the Non-Action Daoist temple to ascend to immortality."

Here, Xiao Chenzi's handwriting became extremely distorted, obviously his intelligence had completely gone mad.

Ren Qing muttered to himself several times: "Ascend to immortality…"

In addition to having the meaning of ascension, feathering also refers to the transformation of an insect from a pupa into an adult.

Judging from the situation of the Non-Action Daoist temple, it seems more like the latter. Could it be that after cultivating this kind of spell to a certain extent, they became inhuman beings?

Ren Qing suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart. The truth can only be known after going to the Secret Treasure Hall. After all, the information stream can use the spell manuals to understand the drawbacks.

He then returned to the Council Hall.

Ren Qing placed the severed hand in the gap in the Primordial Heavenly Lord's arm.

The moment the two came into contact, they merged with each other, and the traces of flesh and blood disappeared immediately. The statue quickly became complete.

He tried to forcefully break it off, but the statue's arm remained motionless, indicating that it was not easy to destroy.

Ren Qing guessed that it was related to the near collapse of the Non-Action Daoist temple last time.

After the Primordial Heavenly Lord was complete, imperceptible changes occurred within the Non-Action Daoist temple, and he even heard the murmuring of "Dao Birth Dao" in his ears.

Ren Qing had some guesses in his heart.

The preachers were unable to enter the Daoist temple because of the missing statue.

Since he wants to be promoted to Dao Birth Dao, it is inevitable to let the consciousness of the preachers in.

Ren Qing waited patiently, while the main body made preparations.

Mainly, he used the yamen to find out the differences in the accents of the residents of various towns in Xiangxiang, so that he could confirm the location of the preachers.

Before he knew it, several days had passed when the voice of Dao Birth Dao sounded in Ren Qing's mind again.

The separated soul quickly entered the Non-Action Daoist temple, where dozens of people were sitting cross-legged, including men and women, all with extremely fanatical expressions.

In the center of the Council Hall was a Daoist child with a strange smile on his face.

When he saw Ren Qing, he knelt on the ground and sang loudly: "Great Dao Official!!"

"Great Dao Official!!!"

"Great Dao Official!!!"

The others responded one after another, and the roar was deafening.

These people spoke with a different kind of retroflex sound, and should be in the Crane Mountain Town area, about twenty years old.

Ren Qing waved his hand to expel them, and then planned to set off for Crane Mountain Town.

The Prison Warden Hall will not interfere with the freedom of the prison wardens, but it is still necessary to report it, so as to avoid accidents and no one to wipe their butts.

Ren Qing prepared to go to Crane Mountain Town on foot, but after all, the distance was far, even the Ghost Envoy realm would have to walk for seven or eight days.

But then he noticed that there was a suitable task in the Prison Warden Hall, requiring monks to escort the students from Crane Mountain Town back.

Ren Qing can completely follow along the way, which may be a few days slower, but it is only a blink of an eye to use it for cultivating spells.

After accepting the task, he suddenly had the idea of cultivating a means of transportation, otherwise a long time of walking would affect the cultivation of spells too much.

Anyway, there is a lot of empty space in the prison in his abdomen, which is convenient to carry with him.

According to the records in the Secret Pavilion, ordinary beasts can become strong and strong if they take the blood of the same kind of beastified monk.

Of course, it is only limited to being strong and strong. Those crows are similar creatures.

Moreover, the mutated beasts cannot reproduce offspring, and there have been cases of madness and sudden death.

After they die, the flesh and blood will no longer have the effect of mutation, so most monks will not waste resources to cultivate them.

Ren Qing came to the early market in the west of the city, where there were indeed vendors selling horses.

The vendors greeted him enthusiastically, and introduced the donkeys and horses tied to wooden stakes with a lot of words.

But even if he boasted so much that he wanted to describe it as traveling thousands of miles a day, Ren Qing could see through the truth at a glance.

Because Xiangxiang is relatively closed, donkeys and horses are used to pull goods in the city.

Ren Qing shook his head. Such horses have not even walked on mountain roads, and they will be frightened by some disturbances in the wild.

He gave up buying horses.

In fact, for Ren Qing, if he wants to raise beasts, the first choice should be wolves.

After all, the Divine Foot Sutra has almost mutated to the extreme, and its wolf blood must be extraordinarily effective.

Of course, there are definitely no wolves in Sanxiang City, but you can try dogs first. If it doesn't work, go and catch wild wolves.

At worst, waste some wolf blood, which is a regenerative resource.

Ren Qing walked towards a certain place in the early market, where he could vaguely hear the weak barking of dogs.

There are many vendors selling local dogs in the early market, and you can smell the pungent smell from a distance, so it is close to the outer suburbs.

The summer sun has risen to the top of the head, and some vendors are preparing to leave. In half an hour, some local dogs will suffocate to death.

The local dog that can still maintain its energy in such an environment is his target for this trip.