The Secret Way of Immortality

Xu Fu clapped his hands forcefully, drawing the distracted disciples' attention.

"What are you all gawking at?"

"You guys practice yours. Wang Shanlu is born with divine strength; you can only make up for it with diligence."

Xu Fu was usually a strict teacher, and the deterrent power in his words was quite useful, quickly calming the disciples down.

Zhao Liangxin also guided his junior brothers' movements, but Ren Qing was, of course, not included.

Ren Qing felt like he had just changed locations to continue practicing his fist techniques. Xu Fu only spent a few breaths before giving up on teaching him martial arts.

This was fine with him.

How could these superficial external skills compare to the millennia of heritage of the Wuwei Taoist Temple?

Even the Prison Warden Hall had taken the introductory Heavenly Dao techniques, made deletions, and openly placed them in the yamen's martial arts hall.

Ren Qing practiced his fist techniques for the better part of an hour, then pretended to rest.

In reality, he was absorbing the Youyuan within the jade pendant. The transformation of the insect body was almost complete, and he planned to reach the Foundation Establishment stage as soon as possible to extend his lifespan.

It was just a pity that the Netherworld Heavenly Insect Technique required a lot of lifespan to advance; otherwise, directly cheating would be the easiest, and he wouldn't have to go to such lengths.

Ren Qing practiced until the sun was high in the sky, at which point the Qingfeng Hall's kitchen staff brought the food up.

The food was stored in large wooden buckets. Besides the fine rice unique to Weian Town, there was also some very rare meat.

Xu Tu and the other children swallowed their saliva; Qingfeng Hall didn't have meat every day.

They eagerly surrounded the cooks, and the other disciples also came running at the scent, quickly forming layers upon layers of people.

However, when Ren Qing approached, they voluntarily made way for him.

Seeing this, Ren Qing took some food and left the crowd, staying in the shade of a tree. He devoured a large bowl of food in just a few bites.

Even though he was currently in a stable period of growth, his need for nutrition was still very high; ordinary food was too difficult to fill his stomach.

Ren Qing got up and continued to get food, since it was supposed to be an unlimited supply.

Then, under the incredulous gazes of everyone, he ate a full six or seven catties of food, but his abdomen still looked very flat.

Seeing this, the cook was a little embarrassed and quickly went to the kitchen to continue steaming rice.

Xu Tu was full of envy. If he had this much appetite, he could eat a day's worth of food at noon every day, saving a lot of money.

Zhao Liangxin felt deeply frustrated, looking at Ren Qing's back as if he were facing a mountain.

What shocked them the most was that Ren Qing then immediately lifted a hundred-catty stone pier, using it to practice his horse stance.

Ren Qing's legs were as stable as rocks. He thought it would be better to temper his body while absorbing Youyuan, without delaying either.

The slightly cool Youyuan flowed throughout his body, slowly being absorbed by his muscles and bones.

Imperceptibly, Ren Qing's physique also became tainted with some of the characteristics of Youyuan. Over time, it would definitely stimulate the insect root within his spine.

In this way, it was equivalent to constructing a virtuous cycle.

However, there were also hidden dangers. Cancerous cells had spread throughout his body with his blood, and he couldn't find a good way to suppress them.

Ren Qing felt that in the long run, the cancer would inevitably erupt suddenly.

He could only hope for body martial arts.

Ren Qing intermittently tempered his body in the training ground for a day. Seeing that it was getting late, the disciples gradually left Qingfeng Hall.

As soon as they walked out the door, they couldn't help but discuss Ren Qing himself, their words full of suppressed excitement.

Seeing this, Ren Qing looked a little helpless; it probably wouldn't take a few days for the news to spread.

However, after he constructed a split soul with the gigantism disease, it was obviously unrealistic to want to keep a low profile; he would only become more conspicuous in the future.

Just as Ren Qing was about to return home, he was suddenly stopped by Xu Fu.

Xu Fu's face flushed red as he opened his mouth, looking at Ren Qing, who was a head taller than him. He didn't have the face to call him a disciple.

"Shanlu, take this book and practice according to it in your spare time."

Xu Fu knew that Ren Qing seemed to have a deficiency in intelligence, but simple communication was no problem, so he stuffed the book into the latter's hands.

Then, he didn't stay long, specially escorting Ren Qing to the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall.

Ren Qing quickly walked towards his residence. Even walking through secluded alleys, he still attracted the surprised eyes of nearby residents.

As soon as he got home, Wang Ling had already prepared dinner.

The two didn't exchange a single word, but the atmosphere seemed very harmonious, without the slightest awkwardness, as if they were originally siblings.

The bit of dinner was definitely not enough for Ren Qing. He ate some of his own jerky, then took out the secret manual from his arms.

The book recorded Qingfeng Hall's breathing technique, which was not profound at all; even the newly initiated disciples had already mastered it.

However, Xu Fu considered that Ren Qing might not be literate, so the entire book was composed of pictures, which instead made it more obscure and difficult to understand.

Ren Qing flipped through it several times, feeling that Xu Fu was using the book to give him a foundation, and would teach him in his spare time.

Ren Qing summoned the information stream to check, and found that it could be mastered without lifespan.

He didn't hesitate to confirm it silently, but only felt a warm current surge into his lungs, and then there was no movement, almost no change.

The information stream did show something.

【Martial Skill: Qingfeng Breathing Technique (First Layer)】

Ren Qing discovered that advancing again also didn't consume lifespan. Only reaching the third layer of the Qingfeng Breathing Technique showed that it required one day of lifespan.

His throat was slightly itchy, and he couldn't help but groan a few times, then spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, which made him feel better.

But Ren Qing didn't feel that the breathing technique was very useful; it only made his nose and mouth clearer.

He didn't choose to continue advancing, but closed his eyes and fell into meditation, allowing his body to be in a relaxed state, which could better facilitate growth and development.

He didn't sleep all night.

Ren Qing went to Qingfeng Hall early in the morning, but again gave Xu Fu a blow to the head.

Seeing Ren Qing's steady breathing, Xu Fu knew that he had obviously mastered the essence of the breathing technique, even surpassing most of the disciples in a short period of time.

He shook his head with a wry smile, then unreservedly poured resources into the other party.

Xu Fu felt that if he didn't put in some effort, it wouldn't be long before Wang Shanlu no longer needed to use clumsy methods to temper his body.

When the other disciples of Qingfeng Hall arrived, they saw Ren Qing wearing heavy iron armor, with iron chains connecting a hundred-catty stone ball tied around his waist.

Ren Qing walked quickly around the training ground, sweat flowing down his legs onto the ground.

Every two laps, a handyman from the Martial Arts Hall would hand him medicinal tea.

The disciples were all dumbfounded. How did Wang Shanlu's status feel like it was approaching Xu Fu's after just one night? The latter didn't even have this kind of formation when practicing martial arts.

But facing Ren Qing's beast-like terrifying strength, even Zhao Liangxin didn't dare to say much, and even smiled obsequiously to hand the other party a cup of tea. The title of "Senior Brother" was practically defunct.

Under such circumstances, the enthusiasm for martial arts training in Qingfeng Hall was unprecedentedly high.

Soon, more than ten days passed.

Ren Qing's height finally reached Confucius's height, and the dimensions of his muscles increased again. When he walked, he was like a mountain god.

The cultivation of the Netherworld Heavenly Insect Technique also reached the mid-stage of Qi Refining. The insect body had been completely transformed, specifically manifested in bone density.

The disciples of the Martial Arts Hall were much tougher when they went out because of Ren Qing.

Later, after Zhao Liangxin intentionally or unintentionally called Ren Qing Senior Brother, the other disciples' titles also changed naturally.

Even Xu Fu's tone would weaken by three points when facing Ren Qing, whom he needed to look up to.

Ren Qing also spent more than ten days of lifespan to advance the Qingfeng Breathing Technique to the ninth layer of perfection, but the effect was extremely chicken ribs.

He coughed for a long time at the time, and his lungs also swelled slightly.

In the end, it was only an increase in lung capacity.

On the other hand, carrying weight was very suitable for the current Ren Qing. Under the stimulation of external force, the various diseases in his body constantly acted on his body.

Ren Qing's movements during martial arts practice became louder and louder. Even through the walls of Qingfeng Hall, passersby could still clearly hear the sounds coming from inside.

Xu Sanliang passed by Qingfeng Hall, remembering that he hadn't had time to pay attention to Wang Shanlu these days.

After all, he had to keep running around inside and outside the town, searching for the survivors left behind in Weiwang Town, but unfortunately, he didn't gain many clues.

Xu Sanliang looked at the gate of the Martial Arts Hall, hesitated for a few breaths, and didn't go in.

But at this moment, he discovered that more than a dozen gray-clothed martial artists were walking quickly towards Qingfeng Hall; they were all disciples of Black Stone Hall.

"A challenge?"

Xu Sanliang's eyes narrowed. Thinking that Wang Shanlu might be involved, he immediately changed direction and jumped over the wall into the courtyard.

He wasn't worried about Wang Shanlu's safety, mainly afraid that the latter would be unable to control himself, causing the deaths and injuries of the disciples of Black Stone Hall.

It would be bad if it attracted the attention of body martial arts cultivators at that time.

Although after mastering body martial arts, cultivators were already independent of the Martial Arts Hall, the number of cultivators behind Black Stone Hall far exceeded Qingfeng Hall.

Ruan Gang, the leading disciple of Black Stone Hall, was half a head taller than the surrounding junior brothers with his stout body, and his palms were covered with thick calluses.

He had heard these days that Qingfeng Hall had a disciple with natural divine strength, so he thought about coming to see him and have a discussion along the way.

Ruan Gang came to the gate of Qingfeng Hall, and the handyman simply opened the gate.

He hesitated for a moment, only to hear a deafening crash coming from the courtyard, and even the ground shook slightly.

"Senior Brother, what's going on..."

Ruan Gang quickly reached out to stop the words of the junior brothers, and then slowly walked towards the training ground.

A scene that made his pupils dilate came into view.

The stone ball that only the master could barely move was like nothing in Ren Qing's hands, and the surrounding disciples were all used to it.

Zhao Liangxin received the handyman's reminder and quickly approached Ren Qing, saying, "Senior Brother, someone has come to try their hand."

Ren Qing was silent, casually throwing the stone ball out of the training ground, and then forcefully tore off the iron chains tied around his waist.

The iron chains were like a twist of hemp, easily turning into two halves.

When he looked towards the door again, Ruan Gang and others had long since disappeared.

Ruan Gang wasn't a fool either. He could clearly see that Ren Qing was extraordinary. Any technique was meaningless in the face of absolute power.

Only a few senior brothers in Black Stone Hall who practiced body martial arts might have this level.

Ren Qing didn't care. The heavy pupils on his forehead inadvertently swept over the surroundings, and he could feel Xu Sanliang observing him in the dark.

If there were no accidents, Xu Fu should let him come into contact with body martial arts.

Although Ren Qing was more curious about the effect of the longevity method compared to body martial arts, only by increasing his strength in essence could he know more secrets.

Slightly late, sorry.