The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing's gaze was fixed on the bizarre and unpredictable Qingyan Town.

No one would pay attention to the shadows in the wall cracks, making it relatively safe for the time being.

He suddenly felt a moment of confusion, after all, facing such a situation, he was somewhat unsure how to integrate into Qingyan Town.

Ren Qing's current goal was just to find a relatively stable environment, and then silently develop the scale of the Immortal Market, thereby extending his lifespan.

Just as he was thinking, another Morning Market cultivator crawled out of the cave not far away, and then stared blankly at the town, stunned.

She had no idea what the outside world was like, only thinking that there were no strange anomalies and that the danger was far less than the precariousness of Morning Market.

But now that she saw that the outside world was full of strange anomalies, she was terrified.

"No, no, no... impossible..."

The female cultivator grabbed her head with both hands, her spirit was obviously collapsing, and she didn't even notice her fingernails piercing into her scalp.

Her legs softened and she knelt on the ground, and the aura emanating from her body became extremely unstable.

That was a sign of Qi Deviation; her true energy began to lose control, causing her body to gradually disintegrate, and her skin melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The insectoid mutations in various places became more and more deformed, and within a few breaths, she could no longer maintain her human form.

Ren Qing felt that the other party was somewhat like having a Dao Heart imbalance, but in reality, it was a drawback of the Heavenly Insect Art.

This was because the true energy of the Heavenly Insect Art cultivators was not obtained through their own cultivation, but rather cleverly obtained with the help of the Earth Immortal Heavenly Dao Insect.

The female cultivator directly peeled off her scalp, and she couldn't help but let out a strange laugh as she looked at the bloody scene.

"It's all an illusion after all..."

"Strange anomalies, it must be strange anomalies..."

Before the female cultivator could react, the sentry post generated fluctuations of spells, and threads of silk instantly sprayed out.

The female cultivator was tightly bound, and when she tried to resist, she was hit by poisonous thorns and quickly fainted.

"Kaka Kaka..."

"It's a pity to waste such good material."

Movement came from the sentry post, and a two-meter-tall spider woman crawled out.

Her upper body was naked, showing exquisite curves, but her lower body was a black spider, obviously affected by some strange anomaly.

As she crawled out, several small spider-men followed.

No wonder some spider silk could be vaguely seen around the corners of the sentry post; this place was probably specifically managed by a specific force.

"You're still thinking about coming out of Morning Market, you're really... courting death..."

The spider woman's words revealed envy, and her face couldn't help but twist, as if Morning Market was a secluded paradise.

She bound the woman into a cocoon and transported her to a building that seemed to be near the outpost within the town.

The vicinity of the wall returned to calm, as if waiting for new prey to be hooked.

Ren Qing discovered that the spider-men's spells were not powerful, at most only at the Ghost Envoy realm, but they could easily deal with Morning Market cultivators.

This shows that Qingyan Town has very systematic countermeasures to block Morning Market, which may have lasted for more than a dozen years.

The people of Jing Prefecture seem to have to rely on strange anomalies to survive, but the two are mutually beneficial, and even the cultivators, rather than the strange anomalies, are in the dominant position.

It's like immortals and gods with believers.

Believers have requests from immortals and gods, and immortals and gods also rely on believers to maintain themselves, resulting in this inexplicable symbiosis in Jing Prefecture.

Don't look at the strange anomalies, each of which seems to be comparable to the Yang God realm, but he has never seen a further strange anomaly, which may mean that the difficulty of promotion for strange anomalies is very high.

This indirectly shows that they are just products of the giant Toad Technique, and it is difficult to compare them with the Great Dream True Man.

Currently, the Blood Moon occupies an absolute advantage in Jing Prefecture, and the Heavenly Dao Insect is showing signs of defeat.

But Ren Qing didn't think so.

He knew that when a large number of Jing Prefecture cultivators used strange anomalies to reach the limit of their cultivation, they would inevitably seek to break through the bottleneck realm.

At that time, some cultivators will definitely attack the strange anomalies.

The current situation has only stabilized for a few decades, and it may take hundreds of years to ferment, and Ren Qing can't guarantee what will happen in the future.

But he knew that there were hidden opportunities in it.

The more turbulent it is, the more the Immortal Market can be developed. Like Morning Market, which is a stagnant pool, it is difficult to intervene without absolute strength.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes.

Does he have the capital to gamble?

Of course, Ren Qing has the resources of Shuize plus Xiangxiang in his hand, and he has also created the Underworld Heavenly Insect Art.

He can completely rely on the Underworld Heavenly Insect Art to raise the banner of the Earth Immortal Heavenly Dao Insect and forcibly participate in the gambling table.

Just looking at the current situation in Jing Prefecture, you can tell that the Earth Immortal Heavenly Dao Insect is already struggling.

The Jing Prefecture people in the New Moon layer show no signs of insectoid mutation under the effect of the Blood Moon, and the Remnant Moon layer is occupied by strange anomalies.

If the Earth Immortal Heavenly Dao Insect could change the Remnant Moon layer, it wouldn't have reached this point.

The risk that Ren Qing needs to bear by bluffing is extremely small, and compared with the benefits obtained, it is almost considered an empty-glove white wolf.

"Well, but it must be..."

He stared at the Morning Market cultivator who was brought into the town, and thought to himself: "We must figure out the power distribution of Qingyan Town."

Ren Qing's mind moved slightly, and some of the ghost shadows flowed in the cracks of the wall bricks, and then extended to the cave connecting the inside and outside.

Originally, he was a little afraid that the night would attract the Hu Yi, but this kind of un-descended strange anomaly would not dare to come outside of Morning Market at all.

He waited for the Morning Market cultivator to arrive, and at the same time continued to sort out the Great Dream Pavilion of the Immortal Market.

Ren Qing also added a bulletin board for publishing tasks at the entrance of the Taoist temple, and added content about teaching children.

Not long after, Yuan Si appeared in the Immortal Market. His cultivation had indeed improved a lot, but he was unable to advance due to the Heavenly Dao Insect.

After he noticed the task on the bulletin board, he took down the paper without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Si felt a trance in his consciousness, and after regaining consciousness, he had already left the Wine Lake and came to the shore a hundred meters away.

He looked around and found that there were plants growing nearby that he had never heard of, but there were no insects or beasts.

Yuan Si walked quickly towards the prison area in the direction shown in the task.

On the way, he saw a giant ghost wolf of more than ten meters, who was lying on the hill resting, and a husky carrying Tian A Si running wildly.

The more things Yuan Si noticed, the more awe he felt.

After he arrived at his destination, he found that the prison area held dozens or hundreds of strange objects. Even if he was mentally prepared, he was shocked and didn't know what to say.

Hua Kui had already arrived in the aisle in advance, and the two silently walked towards the depths of the prison area.

These Hua Kui have lived in the Hibiscus Tower since they were young, and have long been accustomed to following arrangements, and have no resistance to unfamiliar environments.

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Ren Qing nodded as he watched the prison in his abdomen get on the right track from God's perspective.

Elder Guan seems to have been busy in Sanmu Lane these days, and the frequency of coming to the Immortal Market is not high. It is estimated that it will take a few days to say it again.

However, relying on them alone, their cultivation has increased a little, and the effect of the Underworld Heavenly Insect Art is evident.

Ren Qing glanced at his own information flow. After this period of accumulation, coupled with the effect of peach wine, his lifespan was approaching a hundred years again.

After he finds a stable place to live in Qingyan Town, he can prepare to advance to the Shadowless Ghost.

Ren Qing can only honestly shrink in the wall cracks at this stage.

It wasn't until noon the next day that several cultivators crawled out of the cave in a mess.

They were wearing black magic weapons, which seemed to have the effect of shielding perception, but in the eyes of the spider-men, they were completely invisible.

The Morning Market cultivators were quickly tied into rice dumplings and transported to a certain place in the town.

Ren Qing had already dripped some of the shadows into the shadow of one of them, and vaguely felt that they seemed to be going to the northwest corner.

This place is very lively, with a large number of people passing through the streets, and countless cultivators.

He waited until the night came, and immediately used the Shadowless Ghost's "Night Tour" to bring his consciousness into the shadow of the Morning Market cultivator.

Before Ren Qing could figure out the situation, he heard a sobbing murmur.

"I don't want to die, how could this happen..."

The Morning Market cultivator was shaking all over, his teeth were constantly chattering, and his legs and hands were locked with heavy iron chains, making him unable to move.

He was in a dark room, and a strong bloody stench rushed to his mouth and nose.

The ground was covered with dry bones, hundreds of flies were buzzing, and he could hear the sound of rodents gnawing on bones.

He usually ate raw flesh and blood in Morning Market, but now he was so frightened that he couldn't help but retch, and kept chanting in his mouth.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Ren Qing was a little confused, and suddenly a gap was moved open above his head, revealing a huge face of a Taoist boy.

Giant?

No.

Ren Qing immediately reacted. It wasn't that he encountered a huge Taoist boy, but that the possessed Morning Market cultivator became extremely small.

"Add three taels of Qianjie flower, two taels of parasol wood, and a little elephant rain..."

"Yes, Master."

The face of the Taoist boy shrank back, and Ren Qing noticed that he seemed to be in a Taoist temple, and the Morning Market cultivator was being put in a pill furnace at this time.

The materials were poured into the pill furnace, and the Morning Market cultivator roared in despair, regretting coming to Qingyan Town in his heart, and finally ended up like this.

"Don't kill me, I am in the Golden Core stage..."

Bang!!

The pestle fell, and the Morning Market cultivator turned into minced meat in an instant. With each beat, it gradually turned into a dark red liquid with the medicinal materials.

Ren Qing swallowed his saliva, so the cultivators who went out from Morning Market were treated as medicinal materials.

It can be seen that the living space of the Heavenly Insect Art cultivators in Qingyan Town is not optimistic.

Seeing this, he slowly dissipated some of the ghost shadows.

A hand covered with black hair stretched into the pill furnace and dipped a little liquid.

"The taste is wrong!!"

"Xu Zhu, you ruined a furnace of good medicine for me!!!"

"No, no, no, it's not, Master..."

At the moment Ren Qing was about to dissipate, he saw a mountain demon wearing a Taoist robe sticking his head over and biting off the Taoist boy's head in one bite.

"This is the right taste."

This mountain demon is a strange anomaly cultivator. If placed in the Forbidden Guard Hall, it would obviously be out of control due to the strange anomaly, and the soul would inevitably be affected, thus becoming crazy.

Ren Qing's consciousness returned to his body, and the first thing he did was to use the Dream Butterfly Technique to tell Yuan Si and the others not to leave Morning Market for the time being.

In the next few days, a total of seven cultivators crawled out of the cave.

Their fates were different, all dying in the hands of strange anomaly cultivators, either for alchemy, or for raising Gu, or even as waste.

The forces to which the strange anomaly cultivators belonged were strange and varied, and Qingyan Town was like a forest of sects.

Ren Qing stayed for more than half a month, and finally one person was not escorted to the strange anomaly cultivators.

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