The Secret Way of Immortality

Previously, Song Zongwu's consciousness was blurred, acting purely on instinct. He never expected the relic to bring him to Jingzhou.

The "卍" symbol on his brow wriggled like a living thing, and an aura distinct from the Forbidden Art of the Jail gradually rose.

Song Zongwu looked up at the blood moon, pressed his finger on his brow, and forcibly sealed the swastika back.

At this moment, Song Zongwu felt relieved. His almost mad expression recovered slightly, and at least a trace of thought could be seen in his eyes.

The noise in his ears also disappeared completely.

"Relic... abandoning oneself for His benefit..."

"This is a heretical path."

While Song Zongwu was distracted, the surrounding things changed rapidly. The crescent moon overhead turned into a waning moon, but the blood-red moonlight remained.

By the time he realized that Jingzhou had been divided into multiple layers, he had arrived at the waning moon layer, standing on a bustling street.

The morning sun appeared in the sky, and before he knew it, the night was about to pass.

The people were startled to see a six-eyed, four-armed man suddenly appear, and they avoided him, fearing to provoke him.

Song Zongwu was located on the edge of Qingyan Town, but due to the presence of strange anomalies, the humidity was extremely heavy.

Fine rain fell in the urban area, and not far away, a river several meters wide could be seen.

The number of demon cultivators was not large, only a few scattered ones, and their cultivation was not very high.

Their skin was covered with a large number of fish scales, gills could be seen on their necks, and even their palms had a layer of film.

After the demon cultivators noticed Song Zongwu, they exchanged glances and quickly surrounded him.

Song Zongwu's appearance was different from ordinary people, making it difficult to associate him with the Wuwei Taoist Temple. They all thought he was a foreign anomalous force.

Just as the demon cultivators were about to approach Song Zongwu, he disappeared into an alley amidst the crowd.

A young fishmonger pulled Song Zongwu into a hidden corner, his eyes filled with disbelief, and his breathing became heavy.

He was also a disciple of the Wuwei Taoist Temple, having come down the mountain not long ago. Because his cultivation was low, he hid in the fish market to make a living.

He had seen the statue of the Earth Immortal in the main hall of the mountain gate. He never expected to see it in Qingyan Town, so he mustered his courage and led him away from the downtown area.

"Up... Upper Immortal..."

Song Zongwu asked curiously, "Have you seen me before?"

"I saw your statue in the sect. I... I..."

Song Zongwu remembered the desperate voices he had heard earlier and already had a good idea of what was going on, so he continued, "Where is your sect?"

The fishmonger pointed towards the Wuwei Taoist Temple, thinking about explaining, "It's still some distance away, you have to go through two blocks, which involves the territory of the mountain goblins, it's best..."

He was talking to himself, but Song Zongwu squatted down, his muscles tensed, and terrifying strength was brewing within him.

Bang!!!

To the fishmonger's astonishment, the surrounding walls collapsed, and a shallow pit appeared in the ground.

Song Zongwu leaped up, rushing into the sky like a shooting star, showing that he had no intention of walking to the Wuwei Taoist Temple.

He could vaguely feel that the Wuwei Taoist Temple was in the suburbs and seemed to be in danger, so naturally he didn't hesitate.

The river was surging, and the whale anomaly seemed to notice something strange. Its huge body surfaced, spraying water vapor straight at Song Zongwu.

Seeing this, Song Zongwu gathered strength in his arm and punched hard at the water vapor.

The water vapor exploded, and a rainbow hung in the air.

He was surprised because his arm was slightly tingling, indicating that the whale's cultivation was at least as strong as his own.

After Song Zongwu looked around, he realized that similar strange things were everywhere in Qingyan Town, and he immediately became cautious.

The six eyes on his forehead glowed, and the aura he emitted was restrained. He jumped into the clouds and disappeared.

The whale anomaly let out a long cry, but it quickly sank into the water and stopped moving. Instead, many demon cultivators crawled out of its stomach.

But compared to the great commotion in the corpse area, Song Zongwu didn't attract much attention, especially since it was still late at night.

Even if the demon cultivators noticed, given the tense situation in Qingyan Town, they wouldn't dare to rashly enter the territory of other anomalies.

It was like a storm was brewing, and everything foreshadowed the end of the calm.

The battle in the Wuwei Taoist Temple continued, and the number of Taoist disciples killed and injured gradually increased, and the smell of blood filled the air.

After the corpses fell to the ground, the zombies couldn't wait to crawl on them and devour their flesh, and the remaining disciples could get a moment's respite.

Wu Liangzi was also on the verge of death, his body covered with wounds of various sizes, and even the blood flowing out was mixed with a rotten smell.

Although he was struggling, it felt like the difference between dying sooner or later.

Qing Songzi knelt in front of the statue.

He had obviously just experienced a life-and-death battle, his arms trembling weakly, and not far away was a broken zombie.

This kind of zombie demon cultivator was more difficult to deal with than imagined. Unless beheaded, they were not afraid of life or death, and their internal organs were no longer vital.

Their blood also contained a strong corpse poison, and they could restore their injuries and even regenerate severed limbs by devouring flesh and blood.

Qing Songzi gasped for a moment, and with a dazed expression, he picked up the tattered long sword, intending to go and support the Taoist disciples outside.

Just then, footsteps sounded.

A Golden Core stage zombie walked into the main hall, looking at Qing Songzi with a playful expression.

"I haven't been back to the sect for a long time. I didn't expect it to have changed so much."

He turned his head to look at the newly built statue of the Earth Immortal, and said disdainfully, "Uncle Qing Songzi, I was originally coaxed by you to come and practice Taoism, but do you know what happened?"

"I worked as a waiter in a teahouse on Changning Street for three years. At that time, I still firmly believed that the sect would take action if I encountered danger."

"But what happened? My body was exposed to the sun for three full days after I died."

The zombie's tone was full of resentment, partly due to the influence of his previous life, and partly because the blood moon's light distorted his soul.

Qing Songzi opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute.

The current Wuwei Taoist Temple was indeed weak, so it could only continue to recruit disciples, using fresh blood to barely maintain its scale.

Qing Songzi remembered the Immortal Market in his dream and couldn't help but say, "It's different now..."

"How is it different? You only know how to worship immortals every day, but will the immortals come to save you?"

The zombie's face twisted, and he directly swept his arm, smashing the statue of the Earth Immortal into pieces, and smoke and dust filled the main hall.

"Only demon cultivators are the great path. Jingzhou doesn't need any Wuwei Taoist..."

His eyes fell on the statue of the Heavenly Taoist, and his jet-black nails grabbed towards it.

Just then, a whistling sound of wind came from outside, even the fighting was suppressed, as if something heavy was falling straight down.

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Boom!!!

The roof of the main hall shattered into slag, and the heavy object fell in the original position of the Earth Immortal statue, but its figure was obscured by dust.

Qing Songzi looked intently, and the four-armed figure loomed: "The Earth Immortal statue has been turned into fragments, how could it be?"

A deep voice sounded.

"The Wuwei Taoist Temple has become so dilapidated, it really shouldn't be."

Song Zongwu breathed out, the windows crackled, and the dust blew to the outside. The six-eyed, four-armed demon man was revealed without a trace.

Qing Songzi fell into a daze, feeling a blank in his mind.

It was like Ye Gong's love of dragons. When the Dragon King really appeared in front of him, Ye Gong felt fear in his heart when he saw his ferocious appearance.

The zombie was a little embarrassed and angry. Seeing that Song Zongwu's aura was not obvious, he quickly rushed towards him: "Where did you come from, daring to intervene in Jingzhou? Now the Rabbit Toad Immortal is about to descend, and the Wuwei Taoist Temple must be destroyed!!"

"What nonsense?"

"Rabbit Toad Immortal?"

Song Zongwu narrowed his eyes, reached out his hand and flicked the zombie's head hard.

Bang!

The head exploded like a watermelon. The demon cultivator, who was extremely powerful in Qing Songzi's eyes, was vulnerable in front of Song Zongwu.

Song Zongwu glanced at the fragments of the Earth Immortal statue and had already guessed that it was done by Ren An.

Compared to the extremely extreme demon cultivators, the Wuwei Taoist Temple was indeed more suitable for cooperation with the Forbidden Jail, and the cultivated spells were also somewhat similar.

"Upper Immortal, save us..."

Song Zongwu simply took a step and disappeared into the main hall in an instant.

Qing Songzi climbed to the window with both hands and feet, only to see Song Zongwu walking through the zombies, using his fingers as guns to point at their foreheads.

The zombies stood still with normal expressions, as if they were fixed by magic.

Song Zongwu went to the bottom of the mountain to support Wu Liangzi without looking back. Behind him were more than a dozen heads rising into the sky, and bodies falling to the ground powerlessly.

In front of the mountain road, Wu Liangzi looked dazed, having lost too much blood and was on the verge of death.

He was still thinking about the Taoist disciples in the mountain gate, struggling to wave the wooden sword that had been broken into two sections, but it was obvious that he could no longer hurt the enemy.

The wooden sword swung empty.

Wu Liangzi thought it was terrible, and finally relaxed his last breath.

Song Zongwu walked past.

Wu Liangzi thought that the zombie would devour him, but unexpectedly his body was picked up, and the zombie turned into pieces of meat all over the sky.

Healing herbs were stuffed into his mouth, and his consciousness gradually recovered.

The six-eyed, four-armed figure made Wu Liangzi tremble all over, recalling the three hundred and sixty-five Earth Immortals recorded in the records.

"Upper Immortal, Wu Liangzi, the head of the Wuwei Taoist Temple, is here to welcome you."

"Stop talking, close your eyes and practice."

Song Zongwu placed Wu Liangzi on the open space of the mountain gate, and then stopped the bleeding and removed the poison from the other disciples, lest they die.

Just as he was busy, the morning sun rose, indicating the arrival of daylight.

Song Zongwu secretly considered asking about the situation in Jingzhou, but felt the ground shaking slightly, and the source was actually from the distant mountains.

The vegetation in the high mountains was lush, and the beasts and birds all had human faces, which looked very strange, and the treetops were covered with a large fox skin.

Qing Songzi murmured to himself: "The corpse phenomenon has just ended, and now it's Qingqiu's turn?"

Qingqiu Mountain rose at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the demon energy became more and more intense.

Song Zongwu's six eyes glowed, and he used the Hearing Technique to observe the trend of the mountains, and couldn't help but think to himself: "That kind of giant strange object seems to be consciously transforming the Jingzhou environment?"

"Could it be to welcome the so-called Rabbit Toad Immortal?"

Song Zongwu found that compared to the demon cultivators, the Wuwei Taoist Temple was indeed out of place. No wonder it was regarded as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh.

Wu Liangzi also woke up, and he realized that the outer disciples near Qingqiu Mountain must have suffered casualties, and he couldn't help but feel confused.

He looked at Song Zongwu, who was frowning.

Song Zongwu could feel that the opportunity to advance to the Yang God realm was in Jingzhou.

However, since Ren An had laid out a plan in the Wuwei Taoist Temple, it must have a far-reaching meaning, and he couldn't just leave.

"First clean up the mountain gate, I will sit in the Wuwei Taoist Temple."

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