The Secret Way of Immortality

Withered vines and old trees, sparse branches covered with a layer of black hyphae, even the vegetation exuded a sickening stench.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, finding it hard to imagine that the corpse district was part of Qingyan Town just a few days ago, but now it was like the Yellow Springs Underworld.

Aaaah...

A hoarse crow's cry sounded, and a crow so fat it was the size of a wild dog crawled towards him, its blood-red eyes filled with uncontrollable greed.

Because its body was too bloated, the crow had lost its ability to fly, but its strong wings could still crawl quickly.

Ren Qing didn't even need to lift a finger; the black shadow devoured the crow completely.

After entering Changning Street, he became more certain of his guess that Jingzhou would inevitably transform into an environment similar to the primordial world as time went on.

This environment was very suitable for demon cultivators, but he felt that the strange intentions were not like this.

Ren Qing walked all the way, with only two or three houses left, and no residents inside, and the beasts he encountered had a rancid smell.

From the traces on the ground, it could be seen that the people should have evacuated to a deeper location.

Just as he was about to continue walking, a weak tremor arose from the ground.

Ren Qing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and released a little soul butterfly projection from his fingertips, looking towards the source of the earthquake, which was Qingqiu Mountain outside the city.

Apart from the corpse area, Qingqiu Mountain had become the second force to undergo drastic changes.

He immediately worried about the Wuwei Taoist Temple, which was not too far from Qingqiu Mountain. The influence of the fox fairy strange would gradually expand, and it would involve the mountain gate in a few months.

There was enough time for Wu Liangzi to take corresponding measures.

However, the other forces were likely to be wary of the Wuwei Taoist Temple therefore joining Qingqiu Mountain, and might want to strangle them in advance.

Because of the effect of the fog in the corpse area, he could not sense the soul butterfly projection left in the Wuwei Taoist Temple, otherwise he could use it to remind them.

Ren Qing brought his consciousness to the Immortal Market in his abdomen prison.

As a result, he learned from Old Coffin that Wu Liangzi and others had not entered tonight, and he immediately had a bad feeling.

Ren Qing turned his head and prepared to return the way he came, although it was not necessarily too late to rush back now, but at least he could save some Taoist children.

Seeing that the Immortal Market had just taken shape, if the Wuwei Taoist Temple's mountain gate was suddenly destroyed, it would be very troublesome to recruit disciples next.

He happened to pass by an ancient tree that was already half-dead, its roots stretching out from the soil, wanting to absorb the flesh and blood of fresh prey.

Now the corpse area was filled with demonic energy, and strange objects were hidden in it, making it impossible to detect them.

Ren Qing's expression was a little impatient, and he ignored the demon tree, throwing out a ferocious bone chain from his palm, directly wrapping around it.

The bone chain was gray-black, and there was still flesh and blood remaining on the surface. After frantically absorbing the essence of the demon tree, the flesh and blood seemed to become more.

Bang!!

The demon tree turned into withered wood and fell to the ground, causing the soil to splash open.

The dragon snake spine had undergone a transformation after being associated with primary and secondary techniques. It did not transform into something like a ghost shadow, but gradually transformed in the direction of a living thing.

The raw material for refining the natal magic weapon was said to be the dragon snake spine, but Ren Qing didn't actually know what the main body looked like.

Ren Qing hadn't walked for long when he suddenly noticed a familiar figure in the Immortal Market.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he quickly found a secluded tree hole to hide in, and then his consciousness controlled the split soul to fall beside Song Zongwu.

Song Zongwu looked up and down at the three-headed split soul, and couldn't help but said, "Your technique is too mixed, and you can't go any further. Don't spend any more effort on it in the future."

Ren Qing nodded, the Zexian technique was indeed limited in potential as Song Zongwu said.

However, if he could find a way forward, those Zeren in the Forbidden Prison Hall would be useful. Currently, they should be locked in the stomach within the stomach.

"Senior Song, why are you in Jingzhou?"

"I walked from the swamp to Jingzhou. The opportunity to break through to the Yang God realm should be here, but it is difficult to find."

Song Zongwu obviously didn't intend to talk much about the Yang God realm, and he told Ren Qing what had happened in the Wuwei Taoist Temple before.

Ren Qing's heart couldn't help but jump wildly after hearing about the "Rabbit Toad Immortal".

It turned out that the strange was indeed a chess piece laid by the Blood Moon, mainly to guide the rabbit toad monks from a deeper level of Jingzhou to the Remnant Moon layer.

The rabbit toad monks should not be able to adapt to the environment with a lower concentration of demonic energy.

No wonder the strange could be easily manipulated by demon cultivators. They were created only to change the environment of the Remnant Moon layer.

Song Zongwu asked, "Ren Qing, do you want to evacuate the Wuwei Taoist Temple from Qingyan Town? Going to the deep mountains should be safer."

Ren Qing hesitated for a few breaths and then shook his head. When the nest is overturned, there are no intact eggs. Once the Remnant Moon layer turns into a primordial world, where will there be a pure land?

"First let Wu Liangzi summon the disciples back to the sect. When the range of those strange influences becomes larger and larger, they will definitely clear the remnants."

Song Zongwu responded, "If necessary, I will personally escort them."

He suddenly thought of something, and his expression became meaningful: "The strange can indeed change the environment, but don't forget that the Forbidden Prison Hall is also very good at this."

Ren Qing was stunned for a moment and then reacted. Wasn't the method used to seal off the forbidden area similar?

Even if there are no prison guards in Jingzhou, it also relies on various materials in the Great Dream Pavilion, and the destructive nature is even far beyond the strange.

Moreover, they also have the killer weapon, the strange object, which can directly turn an area into a forbidden area, which can play a decisive role.

In this way, the Forbidden Prison Hall still has the ability to wrestle, but on the surface, it must hold the banner of the Earth Immortal Heavenly Dao Insect.

Ren Qing thought and said, "I'll talk about it when I come back, it shouldn't take a few days."

Song Zongwu nodded and reminded: "The Taoist disciples have the talent to practice techniques, in fact, you can teach them the Forbidden Prison technique."

"Well, Senior Song, you can choose some techniques for them to try to get started."

Ren Qing also considered this. He originally wanted to implement it when the scale of the Taoist Temple was larger, but he didn't expect the situation in Jingzhou to take a turn for the worse.

Song Zongwu agreed without hesitation, anyway, the opportunity could not be found for a while.

"Where are you now?"

"Corpse area, I want to explore what is hidden behind the strange."

"Okay, according to what Wu Liangzi said, there are still some Taoist disciples in the corpse area who are not dead. If you happen to meet them, bring them back."

The two discussed for a while, and then Song Zongwu made a special trip to the Great Dream Pavilion and the Great Dream Secret Collection, and exchanged some techniques and materials.

The materials are all kinds of fertilizers, which should be used to improve the good fields around the mountain gate.

Next, the farm must be moved closer to the mountain gate, and the good fields must also be reduced and increased in production, so as to change the crops.

Logically speaking, those good fields are just an illusion to the outside world.

After the ghost market and the immortal market are merged, food can be exchanged, and the Wuwei Taoist Temple will have the resource support of Xiangxiang behind it.

As long as Ren Qing figures out the depth of the rabbit toad monks, he can determine the next strategy.

He had contacted the rabbit toad monks in the Qingxu Temple before, and knew that the latter was practicing on their own, not creatures formed by the Blood Moon.

If the realm of the rabbit toad monks can reach above the Yang God realm, then the Wuwei Taoist Temple can only honestly stay in the abdomen prison.

Ren Qing can consider running away after Song Zongwu is promoted to the Yang God realm.

But if there is still room for the Wuwei Taoist Temple to survive, he plans to build an extremely solid fortress with the mountain gate as the center.

Ren Qing suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and continued to go deeper into the corpse area.

His pace began to gradually speed up, with some meaning of traveling hundreds of miles a day.

Outside the corpse area, the sun is shining brightly, but this place is still filled with fog.

Even though Ren Qing walked for nearly four hours, he did not encounter any people, as if the corpse area had become a dead place.

And that huge corpse elephant was never seen.

Just when Ren Qing thought that the fog had an effect similar to a ghost hitting the wall, he finally encountered some people, but the situation was a bit strange.

What came into view was the mountains and plains of tombs, almost without end.

The spacing of the tombs was just right, as if there was some kind of law in it. At a glance, there was a different kind of beauty of symmetry.

Ren Qing scanned the tombs with his double pupils. There was only a straw mat inside, but no corpse was seen, and he didn't know where he went.

Aaaah...

Several crows circled around the tombstone, seemingly wanting to find edible sacrifices.

There were also people walking in front of the tombs. Their skin was wrapped in bones. Obviously, they were close to death under the erosion of demonic energy.

Their first reaction when they saw Ren Qing was vigilance.

When Ren Qing approached, the oldest old man among them said, "Young man, go away, these graves are not your turn."

"What if I insist on being here?"

"You... you... you..."

The old man's forehead burst with blue veins, and he couldn't catch his breath, and suddenly lost his breath.

Ren Qing was just about to check the old man's body, but the surrounding people showed joy, and then carried the body and placed it in the dug grave.

They signaled Ren Qing not to move, and quickly buried the body.

Then a tombstone gradually grew out of the tomb, engraved with the old man's life information, and a shallow palm print.

Ren Qing stared at the old man's body, but the body suddenly disappeared under his nose.

"What the hell is going on?"

The middle-aged man holding the shovel showed hatred, but just staring at Ren Qing's eyes, his expression became dazed.

Ren Qing asked a few questions in a row, and the middle-aged man seemed to be hesitant, obviously affected by the demonic energy, and his soul was already incomplete.

Seeing this, he looked around, and the ghost shadows under his feet began to boil.

Then Ren Qing lightly stepped on the ground, and the ghost shadows seeped into the soil, directly spreading hundreds of meters downward, and soon found something strange.

The corpse elephant was buried underground, surrounded by a large number of iron chains, and the old man's body should have been pulled into the depths by the iron chains.

Ren Qing took a breath, and Wu Gui swallowed the sense of existence to the point of being imperceptible.

Then his body merged with the ghost shadow, and suddenly turned into a hundred-meter dragon snake ghost shadow, treating the soil as nothing, and directly drilled towards the corpse elephant.

At the same time, the split soul in the Niwan Palace received the corpse elephant's cry for help.

The corpse elephant seemed to be able to sense Ren Qing's existence, and the thoughts that came were full of urgency, and even some contempt for him.

"You little demon is so negligent, come and help me out of trouble immediately."

"Fuck you."

Ren Qing cut off the thought, looking at the huge corpse elephant that was close at hand, and the demon cultivators who arranged various things in his body.

After understanding the demon cultivator's actions, he suddenly had a bold idea.