Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

With the help of the Wind Soul Bone, the two of them traveled hundreds of miles in a short time.

On the way, the two of them chatted wordlessly, but most of the time it was the fat monk who started the conversation. Song Tianming felt impatient and uneasy.

"Fellow Taoist, my soul name is Taoist Duobao. I wonder what you would call me?"

"Soul name?"

"In the Netherworld, everyone who doesn't want to reveal their identity in the material world will give them a soul name. There are no restrictions on this soul name, it's just a convenient way to call them."

Song Tianming thought for a while and said casually: "Huo Yi! By the way, haven't we arrived at that place yet?"

Taoist Duobao smiled and said comfortingly: "We are almost there, Taoist friend Huo Yi. We still have ten miles to go at most."

Song Tianming hurriedly drove another thirty miles, almost irritated, before he finally arrived at a black city, which was what Taoist Duobao called a gathering place for monks.

Although this black city is not as big as Starry Night City, it is still extremely huge, and monks are constantly coming and going at the entrance.

Taoist Duobao walked forward quickly and said, "Fellow Taoist Huo Yi, he's inside. Come with me quickly."

However, Song Tianming stopped moving forward. He looked at the black wrist mark on the top of the black city, and his mind instantly recalled the mark on the one-eyed monk's clothes yesterday. This is the Black Nest settlement!

Song Tianming quickly looked at Taoist Duobao. Did he do it unintentionally or on purpose?

Seeing that Song Tianming had stopped moving forward, Taoist Master Duobao hurriedly waved and said, "Fellow Taoist Huo Yi, come quickly. I know many friends who can definitely help you find clues about your sister."

Song Tianming looked at Taoist Duobao coldly and said, "Have you really seen someone similar to my sister?"

"Of course, I, Taoist Duobao, have been around for so long and have always been known for my credibility. If you don't believe me, go to the city and ask my friends. Who wouldn't say that I am a very loyal person and go out of my way to help my friends."

"Then you use your soul power to draw a portrait of my sister."

Taoist Duobao was immediately embarrassed and wanted to explain, but Song Tianming turned around and left without hesitation.

At the moment when Song Tianming was running away, several monks who pretended to be walking normally at the entrance of the Black Nest settlement were stunned for a moment, and then immediately activated their soul bones, turned into a strong wind, and chased Song Tianming.

Taoist Duobao looked at Song Tianming's disappearing back and complained to a man with dark hands next to him: "Fellow Taoist Black Hand, if you believe in my transmission notes and deploy a few more people in all directions, will this wanted criminal be able to escape? "

Black Hand said calmly: "Hmph! You, Taoist Duobao, have a bad reputation with me. Who dares to believe your words?"

"Stop talking about that. I brought him to you. It's your problem if you didn't catch him. Why don't you give me the ten top-quality soul crystals promised on your wanted order?"

"You still want the soul crystal when you haven't caught anyone? That's a good idea. I didn't catch you to collect the reward, so I'm doing you a favor."

"You actually broke your promise!"

"Haha!" Black Hand laughed as if he heard some big joke, and almost cried with laughter: "I can actually be betrayed by Taoist Duobao, haha!"

"Tch, keep this in mind." Taoist Duobao left angrily, already hatching a plan against Black Nest in his mind.

A monk next to Black Hand looked at Taoist Duobao's back and said quietly: "Boss, why don't you catch Taoist Duobao? His reward can be as high as twenty mortal-grade heavenly soul crystals!"

Black Hand said calmly: "That guy is not at a high level, but he really has a lot of cards and is not so easy to catch. To catch him, the Dark Moon Settlement lost one master of Tongyou Wuxia Realm and three Tongyou Dzogchen Realm masters. "

The monk next to Heishou gasped, and his heart was filled with turmoil. It was unbelievable that the master of Tongyou Flawless could be damaged in the hands of Taoist Duobao.

"Let's go and chase that kid. He will kill a few of my capable men. All old and new grudges will be settled."

Blackhand and the masters under him sacrificed their Horcruxes and accelerated to the limit. Everyone's expressions were relaxed and happy.

A monk in the middle stage of Netherworld, no matter what means he possesses or what kind of power he comes from, it is impossible to escape from their grasp.

At this time, Song Tianling was in jail, as Song Tianming expected, unable to escape.

The place where Song Tianling entered the Ghost God Realm was a huge and dim castle. The place was dimly lit and eerie, and there were sounds of chewing and gnawing by rodent soul beasts all around. Some female monks might be immediately frightened.

But Song Tianling was very calm, her eyes coldly scanned everything around her, and she noticed the words written directly above the castle, Plague Ranch.

“Isn’t the pasture built on grassland?”

Song Tianling stepped forward, surveying the environment, and at the same time felt the touch of the soul body and the fluctuations of the soul power flowing around her. Just taking a few steps was particularly novel to her.

"Soul power is a high-level extraordinary particle in the material world. It is extremely thin and must be cultivated with the help of pills, soul crystals and other external objects. However, in the Nether God Realm, soul power is rich, so it should only be necessary to change the breathing method to form the inner and outer soul. If you don't have enough strength, you can easily draw soul power from the void."

Song Tianling easily deconstructed the basic logic of the Shinto mortal level exercises and then put them into practice, which was equivalent to creating his own exercises.

After nine breaths, Song Tianling created a breathing pattern that changed the difference between internal and external soul power.

In an instant, the soul power from all directions poured into her soul body like a trickle, and then it was diverted and digested, forming a stronger soul power difference, accelerating the absorption of soul power, and then repeated the above steps.

In the beginning, Song Tianling's self-created Shinto technique was very inefficient, even inferior to the Shinto's lower-grade mortal techniques, but she was able to constantly fine-tune and improve. After only ten times, her breathing pattern had been adjusted to the best, and the efficiency of her technique was even comparable to the best mortal Shinto techniques.

If a Shinto master saw the speed of Song Tianling's self-created technique, his jaw would definitely drop.

It is not difficult to create a technique, but it is extremely difficult to create a highly efficient technique. It requires a rich theoretical foundation and a lot of trial and error. The time required is simply inestimable.

The low-level techniques circulating in the world are either created by powerful people with extremely high realms, or they are continuously optimized over a long history.

It is unimaginable how difficult it is to create a mortal technique with efficiency comparable to the best based on the basic Shinto theory. Many young supremes and great saints may not be able to do it.

For Song Tianling, creating a technique and optimizing efficiency is as easy as breathing.

Three minutes later, Song Tianling advanced to the middle stage of Tongyou with his self-created skills. The process was smooth and there was no limit to the realm.

Song Tianling, who was constantly absorbing soul power, was like a glowing vortex, also attracting the killing intent of soul beasts.

A soul rat jumped towards Song Tianling from above the castle.

Song Tianling was extremely calm, his soul power penetrated, and he flew out with a sword. The sharp ghost fire bone sword rushed forward and directly cut the soul rat that jumped down from the top of his head into two halves.

However, there were endless soul rats hidden in the castle. They rushed out from the narrow gaps in all directions and besieged Song Tianling frantically.