The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing returned to the room and put the dried corpses into the abdominal prison, using corpse food to maintain their remaining vitality.

Then, Ren Qing ground the Water Soul into powder, mixed it with water, and fed it to the dried corpses.

The dried corpses showed no immediate changes after consuming the Water Soul, but soon their bodies began to tremble violently, and their withered skin gradually recovered.

Seeing this, Ren Qing felt uncertain.

After all, most of the Daoist child's three souls and seven spirits had dissipated, making it difficult to preserve even a trace of intelligence, consciousness, or memory.

After a moment, Water Souls were stuffed into the dried corpses' mouths without restraint, and the aura of uncontrolled mutation emerged, intensifying rapidly.

The dried corpses' skin became transparent, and their flesh and bones dissolved into a jelly-like substance, though traces of muscle fibers could still be seen.

They were not completely boneless but remained similar to ordinary people, except that the bones and flesh throughout their bodies had fused into one.

The remnant souls gradually disappeared without a trace.

If the corpses were placed in a water source, they would probably be indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Ren Qing continued to feed them Water Souls, but apart from causing large amounts of water to pour out of their mouths and noses, it had little effect.

He couldn't help but feel puzzled. The mutation from the Water Soul had clearly reached its limit, yet it still hadn't formed a mist-like state.

Ren Qing stretched out his palm and placed it on the surface of the corpse, and the information stream surged.

【Zeren】

【Mutated from the Wine God Method, soak in clear water for three days to transform it into fine wine. Drinking it allows one to breathe underwater for a short time.】

Ren Qing's expression showed some astonishment.

The information stream would not be wrong, indicating that Zeren were not living beings but more like medicinal materials or food.

But if this thing is a Zeren, then what are those raised in the Yellow Sand City Taoist temples…

Ren Qing shook his head helplessly.

He had indeed never used the information stream to check Zeren, as these cloud-like creatures required extra caution.

But if he could create pseudo-Zeren, it might be worth a try.

Ren Qing pondered to himself.

Normally, Zeren are only formed after exposure to the sun in a swamp, but unless he leaves Yellow Sand City, how can he hide it from the various Taoist temples in the city?

Ren Qing decided to try anything, preparing to use high temperature to replace the blazing sun of the swamp.

He covered the corpse with the ghost shadow, ensuring that the ghost shadow was inseparable from the Zeren.

Then, Ren Qing used the Mirror Immortal's ability, turning the illusion into flames to envelop the corpse, raising the temperature as much as possible.

After a moment, the corpse turned to ashes.

Only a few wisps of smoke could be seen slowly dissipating, and there was no pseudo-Zeren to be found.

Ren Qing's expression was uncertain. Unwilling to give up, he took out Water Souls again and fed them to a new corpse.

After the corpse had completely mutated, he threw it directly into the flesh and blood furnace.

Ren Qing controlled the kindling as much as possible to the size of a palm, using it to burn the corpse, followed by a crackling sound.

Water vapor gradually gathered, transforming into a human figure floating in the flesh and blood furnace.

However, it was clear that it was mixed with the gray-black of the ghost shadow, so there was no immortal energy at all, but instead, it appeared extremely sinister.

The kindling continued to burn, and when the corpse completely disappeared, the pseudo-Zeren was formed.

The pseudo-Zeren stood in the center of the flesh and blood furnace, its intelligence appearing extremely dull.

The Fire King on the Bone Throne looked over, causing the pseudo-Zeren to shiver and hide in the corner, not daring to show its head at all.

Ren Qing's expression was full of interest.

If the Bone Throne was not guarded by the remnant soul of the Heavenly Dao Child, he might have found an opportunity to get a third-realm Zeren to be the Fire King.

Then, under the control of the ghost shadow, the pseudo-Zeren turned into water mist and was put into a container.

Ren Qing stretched his arm into the earthen jar container. Although he did not touch the entity, he felt a chill on his fingertips.

The information stream surged.

【Ant Immortal (Remnant)】

【Mutated from the Wine God Method, it can inherit memories after digesting the soul before death.】

Ant Immortal???

Ren Qing chuckled dumbly.

Why is it called the Ant Immortal? It feels like there is no connection with the Wine God Method at all, let alone the Water Marsh Method, which seems extremely inexplicable.

He immediately reacted. Just like how he named his own fabricated spells, the Ant Immortal was likely named by a cultivator who created the Water Marsh Method.

Ren Qing tentatively called it Zeren, as it better represented this kind of strange immortal.

Then, he followed the same method and quickly refined five pseudo-Zeren, while the remaining corpse was not burned with kindling.

After the corpse swallowed the Water Soul, it was stored in a cell in the abdominal prison.

Ren Qing took out the Water Marsh Method's manual and carefully read it several times, confirming the troubles he might encounter when advancing to the Eater Realm.

Unconsciously, he had been in the room for two days.

His confidence grew stronger.

Ren Qing was now only waiting for an opportunity, either the Ascension Conference or some kind of trouble from the Yellow Sand Dao Conference.

However, Daoist Chang Shi suddenly came to the door again, his face appearing extremely pale.

"Help me go and take a look, Yellow Crane Immortal might be crazy…"

Daoist Chang Shi had probably held this sentence in for a long time, but he regretted it after saying it.

He silently led Ren Qing towards the Yellow Crane Taoist Temple.

The Yellow Crane Temple was still very lively on the surface, with a constant stream of pilgrims, but the faces of the welcoming Daoists seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze.

When the two opened the stone door, Daoist Chang Shi couldn't help but mutter to himself again: "If this continues, we'll all die…"

This time, there were more than twenty corpses in the backyard, but only eight were Daoist children, and the rest were Daoists from various duties in the temple.

The deaths were more bizarre, and did not seem to be the work of Yellow Crane Immortal.

In the eyes of the Gobi people, death without knowing the cause is an ominous sign, foretelling disaster, causing Daoist Chang Shi to feel uneasy.

Ren Qing examined the corpses and found that they had been used to raise Gu worms before their death, and the flesh and bones in their bodies had been eaten clean.

Yellow Crane Immortal did not seem to have any intention of attacking Li Yaoyang for the time being, and went to great lengths to feed the Gu worms that the latter had transformed into with flesh and blood.

However, Ren Qing always felt that Li Yaoyang should have expected something.

Real Man Great Dream would not let Li Yaoyang die in vain. There must be variables in the Ascension Conference, although it may be a variable with a nine-out-of-ten chance of death.

Ren Qing dragged the corpses to the mass grave.

Although there is no concept of souls being reincarnated in this world, and the death of the soul is like the extinguishing of a lamp, he did not show any perfunctory attitude.

Ren Qing recited the Rebirth Mantra several times before returning to the courtyard, letting the ghost shadow take the pseudo-Zeren to lurk around White Cloud Temple.

He silently waited for the opportunity to arise.

Daoist Chaoyang still has one hundred and thirty days of life left, but he will definitely not last too long, because Daoist Chen Feng is already on the verge of death.

Ren Qing knew that Daoist Chaoyang would not be willing to accept it, and his actions before death would definitely be significant.

Time gradually passed.

The construction of the Ascension Ladder was also gradually coming to an end.

Ren Qing, who was meditating, opened his eyes, got up, and came to the courtyard to look outside.

He saw Qing Mu Zi passing by panting. He looked to weigh at least three or four hundred pounds, and a strange sound of water could be heard in his body as he walked.

His fat body attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

The Gobi people are thin, even malnourished. It's hard to find a few fat people in the whole city.

But Qing Mu Zi didn't care at all, and ran towards the Sand River with a morbid joy.

His size did not affect his speed, and he still appeared very agile, but he inevitably sweated profusely, causing the smell of alcohol to spread.

When Qing Mu Zi came to the Sand River, there were already thirty or forty people gathered around. They were obviously carefully selected, and the Wind Sand Refining Qi Method they showed was extremely pure.

Everyone couldn't wait to discuss it, their words full of longing for mastering cultivation.

Having seen the ascended Zeren immortal, how could they resist the possibility of becoming immortal and attaining the Dao?

Daoist Chen Feng was slightly late due to his old age and physical weakness.

He could no longer see his original spirit, not only was his hair full of white, but he also coughed from time to time, and blood seeped from his teeth.

"Come in quickly, cough cough cough…"

"Daoist Chen Feng, take care of your body."

"Don't lose big because of small."

…

The Daoist's words were full of concern, but the eyes looking at Daoist Chen Feng were full of naked greed, as if he was a glass of fine wine.

Daoist Chen Feng did not care, and walked into the bungalow with a smile.

The stone door soon closed.

As day and night alternated, the sound of loud discussions was heard inside, followed by a group of people laughing wildly, and the smell of alcohol became more intense.

Daoist Chen Feng covered the position of his lungs. Due to casting the spell three times, his body had weakened to the extreme.

The atmosphere of the Yellow Sand Dao Conference was becoming more and more crazy. There was no trace of a Daoist's appearance, but rather like a drunken reveler who had drunk to his heart's content.

Daoist Chen Feng's eyes kept turning, and a strange and cold male voice sounded in his mouth: "How is the wine brewing?"

He looked around and continued to mutter to himself: "Three parts drunk, seven parts crazy, enough."

"Fellow Daoists, I toast everyone a cup."

The Daoists looked at Daoist Chen Feng, who stretched his right hand into his throat and forcibly tore off his bloody lungs and placed them in front of him.

Daoist Chaoyang spat out the blood in his mouth and stood up with the support of his blood vessels.

The Daoists were dumbfounded, most of their drunkenness dissipated, the smell of alcohol seeped out of their backs with sweat, and a sour smell filled the room.

"Finally… I can drink wine."

Bang bang bang bang bang.

The Daoists all turned into corpses.

Daoist Chaoyang walked with difficulty, put his mouth to the backs of the corpses, licked the stained wine, and his aura began to boil.

When all thirty-six kinds of wine were drunk, it also represented that the Wine God Method had completely entered the door.

Daoist Chaoyang felt himself gradually turning into wine gas, as if he was about to leave his dying body and move towards a new realm…

The city was silent, and the Taoist temples were silent.

The Zeren stood on the roof, looking at the Sand River with inexplicable eyes.

Until Daoist Chaoyang walked out of the bungalow, the Clear Void Temple in the clouds suddenly appeared, and dozens of Zeren descended to the Yellow Sand City.

The Zeren's Five Qi Towards the Origin face spat out a long tongue, and Daoist Chaoyang was tightly bound, heading towards the Clear Void Temple.

"Impossible… I…"

Daoist Chaoyang tried his best to struggle, but he had no power to resist.

Pustule Old Daoist suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were full of death, as if he were a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

He stiffly grabbed Daoist Chaoyang with his hand.

The immortals retreated, and the clouds gradually dissipated.

Ren Qing used his double pupils to the extreme, staring intently at the Clear Void Palace.

Just as the clouds were about to disappear, the Pustule Old Daoist's arm folded backward, and there was actually a face hidden on the back of his head.

Ren Qing could vaguely see this face.

Unlike a human face.

He forcibly calmed down. When the Zeren disappeared, Liu Chuan's promotion began.

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