The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing carefully examined the corpse several times, and only after confirming that the death was due to a strange anomaly and not caused by humans, did he close the coffin lid.

The family members dared not offer any opinions and waited tremulously by the side.

Coffin Old Man glanced at Ren Qing, and because his own energy was increasingly weakening, he couldn't help but lie back on the chair, closing his eyes to rest.

He didn't pay much attention to the strange anomalies, after all, his lifespan was nearing its end.

Ren Qing walked up to the family members and asked, "What did the deceased die from?"

The family members looked at each other for a long time, and then a middle-aged man opened his mouth to explain, "Wang Shoubao usually worked as a helper in the Hibiscus Pavilion. He was a bit strange after returning home that day, and then…"

"Alas, the manner of death was unclear. He must have angered some powerful master."

The powerful master referred not to the cultivators of Morning Street, but to the way some common people addressed the strange anomalies, clearly showing both respect and fear.

Ren Qing, however, noticed the Hibiscus Pavilion mentioned by the other party, which was the pleasure quarter of Morning Street, the only brothel in Morning Street.

Besides that, the pleasure quarter also had casinos, fighting rings, butcher shops…

It was a place that devoured people without spitting out bones. If you didn't have some cultivation to protect yourself, you probably wouldn't even have a complete corpse left, and would be directly added to the meat pot of some vendor.

After hearing this, Coffin Old Man was uncharacteristically different, his expression becoming extremely solemn.

After the family members carried the coffin away, he hurriedly reminded, "Don't get close to the pleasure quarter. Even I don't know what kind of cultivator is behind it."

Ren Qing frowned. Yuan Si should have gone to the Hibiscus Pavilion.

He could now vaguely sense Yuan Si, although it didn't seem like his body and soul were injured, but his location was fixed inside the Hibiscus Pavilion. Could it be that he couldn't escape?

Ren Qing looked at the sky. The Hibiscus Pavilion usually opened in the afternoon. Even if he wanted to go and investigate, he would have to wait a while.

He couldn't help but inquire about the information of Qingyan Town. Coffin Old Man naturally wouldn't avoid talking about it, describing the situation in the town according to his memory.

Qingyan Town could barely be considered stable, with the government maintaining the most basic order.

There were quite a few areas similar to Morning Street, and there was even a farm on the outskirts of the town that was said to contain as many as twelve kinds of strange anomalies.

However, Coffin Old Man had been locked in Morning Street for decades, and there must have been earth-shattering changes outside, so the information might not be useful.

Coffin Old Man kindly reminded, "If you leave Morning Street, don't let anyone discover that you know the names of the strange anomalies, otherwise you may encounter danger."

"Thank you, Coffin Old Man. I understand."

Ren Qing nodded.

It looked like he couldn't stay in Morning Street any longer. It would be better to take advantage of the chaos and leave, find a safe place, and then operate the Immortal Market while secluding himself to extend his life.

When more and more people died because of the Infant Fox, there would always be cultivators who would try to climb over the wall. That would be the best opportunity.

He had no interest in getting involved in the power struggles between various forces, which would bring no benefits at all.

Ren Qing planned to confirm Yuan Si's life and death before starting preparations.

Cultivators with Yuan Si's mentality were rare in the Fragmented Moon Layer. If he were to find a similar tool person, he wouldn't have a target for a while.

The only thing that worried Ren Qing was that the Hibiscus Pavilion might be related to the Infant Fox.

Even if the strange anomaly had not fully descended, it would still have the strength of the Yin Difference Realm, and the main body would even reach the Yang God Realm, which should not be underestimated.

If it involved too much, then he could only temporarily return to the New Moon Layer to avoid its sharpness.

Ren Qing pondered in his heart, but his hands and feet didn't stop. One coffin after another took shape and were piled up along the wall by him.

Coffin Old Man's expression relaxed slightly when he saw this. In the future, after he died, at least there would be a coffin maker in Morning Street who could maintain the final dignity.

"That's it for today. I'm old and really tired…"

Coffin Old Man's pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his face was also pale, obviously his lifespan was about to run out.

He waved his hand to signal Ren Qing to go out, while constantly babbling, like an old man arranging his affairs.

Ren Qing helped Coffin Old Man up.

This time, Coffin Old Man didn't stop him, and walked sluggishly to the厢房 in the inner room.

Ren Qing said with a chuckle, "By the way, Coffin Old Man, seeing that you haven't looked well recently, I've prepared some wine for you to nourish your body."

"Wine?"

Coffin Old Man thought he had misheard, and only after asking several times did he confirm it.

The resources in Morning Street were so scarce, let alone wine, even fresh food was extremely rare. What was exchanged from the outside was only stale grain.

"Ren Qing, how is it possible…"

Before Coffin Old Man could finish speaking, Ren Qing carried a clay jar from somewhere, and he could clearly hear the sound of liquid shaking inside.

"I used the grain you had left to brew the wine. The taste is quite average."

Seeing that Coffin Old Man still didn't believe it, Ren Qing simply opened the wine jar.

A faint aroma of wine permeated the air, and the taste slowly drifted in the wind.

Coffin Old Man showed an agility far beyond the ordinary, and with a few flashes, he completely closed the doors and windows of the shop, so as not to let the aroma of wine dissipate.

Then he leaned to the side of the wine jar, bent over and indulged in the aroma of wine.

Coffin Old Man couldn't wait to dip some wine with his finger and put it in his mouth. Between the endless aftertaste, the expression on his face became incredible.

He thought that at most it would be mixed with a little wine taste, but he didn't expect it to be fragrant between his lips and teeth, and the pores all over his body couldn't help but open up.

Ren Qing watched Coffin Old Man's appearance, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He had mixed some mud into the peach blossom wine in advance, in fact, the taste could only be said to be passable, far from being a fine wine.

However, the life-extending effect of peach blossom wine still existed.

Coffin Old Man directly took a few sips, and a strange heat surged into his heart.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but the originally withered body seemed to be a long drought meeting sweet rain, and a layer of fine sweat actually grew all over his body.

The drowsiness that he couldn't get rid of in his body was also suppressed, as if he had been reborn.

Coffin Old Man carefully savored the nourishment of the peach blossom wine to his body, and when he was conscious, Ren Qing was no longer in Sanmu Alley.

He then found that there were more than a dozen jars of wine piled up behind the shop door.

For Ren Qing, peach blossom wine was not very precious, after all, the spring could continuously gush out, and there was also a certain limit to the amount of alcohol consumed.

The most special thing about peach blossom wine was not the extension of life, but that even if the wine was digested with the flesh and blood furnace, it would still produce drunkenness.

As a result, if Ren Qing wanted to stay awake, he couldn't drink too much alcohol every day.

He also regarded Coffin Old Man as reciprocating, and the spells he taught could at least save several months, not to mention the information about Qingyan Town.

It's just that the life-extending effect of peach blossom wine was not obvious, at most temporarily maintaining his life.

Ren Qing considered simply pulling Coffin Old Man into the Immortal Market before leaving. With a Nascent Soul stage cultivator sitting in town, it would be of great benefit to the expansion.

He walked through the streets, and under the scorching sun overhead, he soon arrived at the pleasure quarter.

He could clearly feel that the flow of people was becoming sparse, but the proportion of Foundation Establishment stage cultivators was increasing.

Ren Qing used the Underworld Heavenly Insect Method to maintain the Foundation Establishment stage, plus the reduction of presence, and suddenly became a little inconspicuous.

Morning Street was not wide to begin with, and the Hibiscus Pavilion, as a rare three-story building, also had fiery red lanterns hanging from the eaves, so it was very obvious.

In fact, the overall building was not large, and the exterior was even relatively old, but in Morning Street, it still showed a unique prosperity.

The Hibiscus Pavilion had just opened, and scantily clad courtesans were standing at the door soliciting business, and many people went in half-heartedly.

Ren Qing couldn't help but look at the courtesans.

Although he could tell from the courtesan's figure that she was a graceful woman, the insectoid transformation of her appearance was extremely exaggerated.

He really couldn't understand the aesthetics of the Jing Prefecture people. What exactly was attractive about a woman with a face like an insect?

Ren Qing stopped in front of the brothel. Yuan Si was inside, as expected.

He openly entered the brothel, and a strong strange smell hit his face.

It should be some kind of grease mixed with floral fragrance, which made Ren Qing feel vaguely nauseous, but the surrounding guests were immersed in it.

In the center of the hall was a ten-meter platform, and several courtesans were twisting their bodies.

The courtesans didn't have much external transformation, but the strange smell was actually emitted from their bodies, exhaled from their mouths and noses between breaths.

Seeing this, Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, and his heavy pupils couldn't help but turn.

"Interesting, could it be puppets?"

In his heavy pupils' eyes, the courtesans seemed vivid, but their niwan palace had no three souls and seven spirits, like walking corpses.

However, similar puppets only accounted for a small half, and their purpose was to emit odors.

This shows that there should be at least a Golden Core stage cultivator behind the Hibiscus Pavilion.

Ren Qing came to Jing Prefecture and felt that his horizons had been broadened, and he felt that it was a great inspiration for harvesting leeks, far from being comparable to the Forbidden Guard Hall.

He was not in a hurry to find Yuan Si. After all, the Hibiscus Pavilion had just opened, and he would consider it when it was the most lively.

Before long, a sharp male voice sounded, and the hall became silent.

"Third Madam is here～～～～"

Those regulars couldn't help but swallow their saliva, looking at the platform with fiery eyes, shouting the name of Third Madam.

The warbling courtesans danced their bodies, as if to set off the atmosphere.

Ren Qing stood in the shadow of the hall, and the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment stage was restrained, and he was wrapped in the illusion of the Immortal in the Mirror.

With those Jing Prefecture cultivators who only cultivate their bodies, even if they were at the Distraction stage, they might not be able to detect him.

He suspected that Third Madam was the cultivator behind the Hibiscus Pavilion, and he planned to wait for the other party to take the stage, and then take the opportunity to slip to Yuan Si's location.

But only a few breaths passed, and Ren Qing's pupils suddenly dilated.

The wall behind the platform actually wriggled like flesh and blood, and then a gap cracked, and a hairless flesh and blood tail stretched out.

The end of the tail was connected to a beautiful woman, who was Third Madam.

Third Madam was like a marionette, her soft and boneless body dancing, and her mouth sang a melodious and beautiful song, making people immersed in it.

The guests of the Hibiscus Pavilion didn't notice the strangeness of Third Madam at all, staring at the other party with dull eyes, and saliva was still flowing from the corners of their mouths.

But Ren Qing's back became more and more chilled.

This scene reminded him of a kind of fish in the deep sea, called the anglerfish.

The anglerfish has a lantern on its head, which can attract prey to approach, and finally tear it into pieces with its powerful upper and lower jaws.

Ren Qing overturned the idea that the Hibiscus Pavilion was backed by a Golden Core stage cultivator, and he could tell from the extremely terrifying tail.

It was definitely some kind of inhuman existence.

He even suspected that the information Coffin Old Man said was very different from the truth. He had not been in contact with the outside world for decades, and I am afraid that things had long been different.

There is still one chapter, wait a moment

It is forty-one degrees here during the day, and I have heatstroke from work, which caused me to not code during the day, so it will be later.