The Secret Way of Immortality

After Ren Qing mastered Dream Flower, the speed of spreading Dissociative Identity Disorder indeed skyrocketed.

He switched to a more efficient method, having the Ghost Shadows carry the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon through the towns at night, seeking out solitary monks and directly infecting them with Dissociative Identity Disorder.

What originally took half an hour now only took a dozen breaths.

However, what made Ren Qing feel lingering fear was that the monks, led by Wu Nian, had completely changed their behavior since staying in the Nanshan Small World.

Their consciousness, whether in childhood, adulthood, or old age, would occasionally become dazed, and their appetite had also increased.

Ren Qing had used Dream Flower to examine the monks' souls.

It seemed that the evil thoughts were indirectly affecting the main consciousness, but fortunately, as long as the Buddhist aura did not react, it meant the problem was not significant.

Well, it should be… not significant.

While preparing to extend his lifespan, Ren Qing's main body secretly planned to withdraw from Cishi's affairs, while also perfecting the Ghost Ship.

Unknowingly, another two months or so passed.

Due to the allocation of resources, the artifact spirit of the Nanshan Small World grew rapidly, finally reaching the point where it could bear the Ghost Envoy realm's Devil Embryo.

The entire mountain had changed quite a bit, especially the altitude of over a thousand meters, which had directly shrunk by a third.

Ren Qing arrived at the foot of Nanshan.

Nanshan was located on the edge of the Yongjian Shackles, so it appeared desolate, and even the desert-like environment had very little vegetation.

Nanshan seemed very inconspicuous among them.

As soon as Ren Qing took out the Devil Embryo, he felt the ground shake nearby, showing how eager the artifact spirit was to advance to the Ghost Envoy realm.

He didn't care at first, but then his expression became strange.

Compared to the Ghost Ship and the City of Non-Action, the artifact spirit's consciousness in Nanshan was very chaotic, likely influenced by the monks' evil thoughts.

"As expected, nothing good comes from getting involved with Buddhism..."

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!

The sound of falling rocks came from the top of the mountain, and the straight mountain body actually tilted slightly like a finger, wanting to reach towards the Devil Embryo.

"You have some nerve."

Ren Qing frowned, and the Ghost Shadows instantly surged into the Yongjian Shackles, engraving mysterious moon patterns on the surface of Nanshan along with the materials.

The previous two Devil Embryo artifacts were quite obedient and didn't require any attention, so he hadn't planned to refine Nanshan and make it his own.

Now it seemed he clearly had to treat them differently.

As Ren Qing's soul aura merged into the artifact spirit, he could faintly feel the artifact spirit's violent thoughts, as if a hyena was howling in his mind.

He wouldn't indulge the Nanshan artifact spirit, directly using dream techniques to suppress it.

The Nanshan artifact spirit still fantasized about resisting, but soon fell into the endless nightmares brought by the dream techniques, unable to extricate itself.

The refining lasted for several hours, Ren Qing sculpted the artifact spirit's consciousness, removing the戾qi (violent tendencies), and only stopped when the sky darkened.

Next, the Nanshan artifact spirit would be in contact with the monks' evil thoughts for a long time, and if it wasn't slightly restrained, this magic item might be ruined.

Thinking about the resources spent on refining it, enough for three Ghost Ships of the same level, Ren Qing couldn't help but feel a deep heartache.

He threw the Devil Embryo to Nanshan, and the artifact spirit repeatedly confirmed with Ren Qing whether it could devour it, and only then did it start eating.

Nanshan gradually broke through to the Ghost Envoy realm, and the stone mountain body had a bit of a fleshy tendency, but there were no other particularly obvious differences.

Ren Qing then checked the monks throughout the city who were suffering from Dissociative Identity Disorder, and noticed that the total number had increased to over 50,000.

He couldn't help but look surprised.

He had been busy perfecting the Ghost Ship in the past few days, and the frequency of infecting monks had decreased, Ren Qing remembered that the number was definitely not this high.

Could Dissociative Identity Disorder be contagious?

Ren Qing immediately denied it, Dissociative Identity Disorder was formed by using the Six Afflictions Technique, and it wasn't a physical disease, how could it be...

He calmed himself down, and after the Nanshan Small World advanced to the Ghost Envoy realm, he first tried to pull a hundred monks into it.

The Nanshan Small World could already accommodate at least twenty or thirty thousand monks, but it was still incredibly empty, with only a large number of prayer mats.

When the monks' evil thoughts appeared in the Nanshan Small World, they all looked like enlightened monks, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

Ren Qing didn't take any chances and fixed the evil thoughts on the prayer mats.

The evil thoughts seemed to be aware that they were being restrained, and the sound of chanting sutras became louder, even to the point of being deafening.

Nanshan couldn't help but tremble, but after a moment it returned to calm.

Even though the artifact spirit had the Buddhist Dream Flower to protect it, it was still affected by the evil thoughts, but fortunately there were not many monks yet.

Ren Qing placed food of grains in front of the evil thoughts, and because it was made of dreams, there was no need to actually consume resources.

The sound of swallowing saliva rang out one after another.

Soon some monks couldn't hold back, abandoning their sanctimonious demeanor, grabbing the food and stuffing it into their mouths.

The scene was comparable to starving ghosts being reborn.

Ren Qing then used the ability of Three-Inch World, and began to obtain lifespan from the transaction, first conservatively setting it at five breaths.

As a result, the monks didn't pay any attention at all, and continued to devour the food.

Ren Qing licked his lips, gradually increasing the lifespan of the transaction, but before it increased much, many monks stopped eating.

Seeing this, he felt a slight headache, the evil thoughts were driven by instinct, but also brought a beast-like intuition, seemingly aware of something unusual.

Ren Qing planned to fill the Nanshan Small World first.

Hundreds of monks were pulled into the Nanshan Small World, and the sound of chanting sutras even caused the artifact spirit to show signs of collapse.

Ren Qing quickly attached the remaining two Dream Flowers to the Nanshan artifact spirit.

The Nanshan artifact spirit then stabilized, and even indirectly used the evil thoughts to hone itself, there was even a hint of spirituality forming on its own.

When Ren Qing added the evil thoughts to twelve or three thousand, it reached the upper limit that the artifact spirit could bear, of course, with Nanshan's potential, it shouldn't take a few days to accommodate tens of thousands of monks.

He adjusted the rules of the Three-Inch World, looking for the optimal way to extend his lifespan.

The result was that no matter what he did, it seemed that he could only obtain about ten years of lifespan from the Heavens Above every day, far from his expectations.

"Is it too monotonous to just eat, do I need to get something else..."

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"Wrong."

Ren Qing then discovered the strangeness, grains for evil thoughts, at most, can be considered to fill the stomach, far from favorite.

He adjusted the type of food, when replaced by the usual temple vegetarian meal, the longevity efficiency turned out to be more than doubled.

Ren Qing instantly discovered the blind spot, doing his best to control the Dream Flower magic weapon, the types of food in front of the monks became more and more abundant.

But no matter how much food there was, the longevity efficiency always remained at twenty or thirty years a night, compared to the risk, it was really not worth the loss.

Ren Qing hesitated for a few breaths, after all, he couldn't hold back and took a sinful step.

Although he had thought that raw meat might stimulate the evil thoughts' instinctive desires, he didn't prepare to start cutting leeks so extremely.

After all, the previous nightmare caused the evil thoughts riot was still vivid in his mind.

But Ren Qing had no choice now, he couldn't stay in the Heavens Above for several years to extend his life, who knows when the layout of the Great Compassionate Maitreya Buddha will close the net.

Meat replaced the grains, the sound of chanting sutras became slurred.

The monks' eating actions turned into gluttony, and blood began to seep from the surface of their skin, they couldn't help but scratch with their fingernails.

The skin was torn like rags, revealing disgusting flesh.

Ren Qing's pupils dilated, and the longevity efficiency broke through to two hundred years because of this, and with the alienation of the evil thoughts, it became more and more intense, and it was still increasing.

Since Xiangxiang fell, he had never felt the visible extension of life again, and his breathing couldn't help but become heavy.

The most exaggerated thing was that the evil thoughts couldn't be satisfied with ordinary flesh, only the limbs of the corpse could completely stimulate the instinct.

The Nanshan Small World suddenly turned into a feast for demons, but they just didn't stop chanting sutras in their mouths, which seemed strange and inexplicable.

The monks grew more arms to facilitate the grabbing of corpses, and cracks opened in their abdomens, forming organs similar to mouths.

When the morning sun emerged from the horizon, they were no longer human.

Constantly covered in arms, countless heads were squeezed together like grapes, but they were somewhat similar to the Thousand-Hand Guanyin.

After Ren Qing stripped the dream from the Nanshan Small World, he thought that the monks would return to normal, but at a glance, they were still a group of deformed monsters.

The evil thoughts waved their arms, and the shouts were sharp and chaotic.

Seeing that there was no food, they wanted to attack the nearby kind, but their actions were restricted by the prayer mats, so they couldn't do so.

In the end, the evil thoughts actually tore at their own bodies, and their expressions were extremely satisfied with this.

How could Ren Qing let the evil thoughts return to the main body, simply shut them in the Nanshan Small World first, and use the daytime leisure to think about how to deal with it.

As a result, when he checked his lifespan, the evil thoughts had already eaten all the extra parts.

After Ren Qing came back to his senses, where could he still see the indescribable scene, the Nanshan Small World once again turned into a group of monks sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures.

The monks outside were at the turn of day and night, and the three consciousnesses began to transform.

As a result, the evil thoughts became weaker and weaker, Ren Qing didn't drive them away at all, but the consciousness returned to the main body on its own.

Ren Qing quickly used Dream Flower to check the situation in the Heavens Above.

The atmosphere in the city was still harmonious, hundreds of thousands of monks chanted the scriptures of the morning class, and the voices were full of piety towards the Buddha.

He observed for most of the day without believing in evil, and as a result, the monks who had been to the Nanshan Small World did not show any signs of being different from ordinary people.

Ren Qing's face was solemn and he shook his head slightly.

It seems that he still can't stop spreading Dissociative Identity Disorder, in order to ensure that the monks pulled into the Nanshan Small World every night will not repeat.

His heart was full of fear, but after seeing his own lifespan, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a smile.

【Lifespan: Nine hundred and seventy-five years】

In just most of the night, Ren Qing was about to extend his life for nearly a thousand years, and this was on the premise that the Nanshan Small World was not full.

Fourteen hundred years is enough to promote the Yongjian Shackles to the Yang God realm, but since he has found a shortcut to longevity, he can't be satisfied with a thousand years.

To be on the safe side, Ren Qing sailed the Ghost Ship to the depths of the Bottomless Abyss, preparing to move the cave to the farthest range of the spell.

And it is also convenient for him to break through the realm, so as not to attract the attention of the Heavens Above.

He had a hunch that the existence of evil thoughts would definitely cause a great change, and it was hard to say how many days he could steal his lifespan safely.