The Secret Way of Immortality

The news of a large group of cultivators leaving Morning Street through the cave gradually fermented, and the remaining cultivators mainly adopted a wait-and-see attitude.

In their opinion, this move was like a clay ox entering the sea, and no one knew what was on the other side of the wall.

Of course, there were still some daring cultivators willing to risk their lives.

Lai Gou hunched his back, with two Qi Refining stage cultivators in front of him.

"Move faster, move faster! If you dare to slack off, I'll take your lives!"

Lai Gou muttered incessantly, holding a dagger in his hand.

The two should be siblings, obviously forced to come, their bodies covered with wounds of various sizes, and their breaths extremely weak.

They stumbled out of the cave, looking at Qingyan Town with dazed eyes, their expressions extremely incredulous.

"Why aren't you moving? Looking for death?"

Lai Gou pushed the two at the entrance of the cave, and then he himself fell into deep shock, unable to say a word for a long time.

When he reacted, he quickly bent down to return to the cave, but he didn't know when the entrance was covered with spider silk.

Lai Gou raised his eyes again, and the two-meter-tall spider woman was hanging upside down not far away.

The spider woman tied up the two Qi Refining stage cultivators, then lightly licked her lips, revealing a slightly morbid expression, and said: "Kill these two, and I can spare your life."

"Kill or not?"

Lai Gou was stunned for a few breaths, and then a hint of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he was obviously no match for the demon in front of him, and there must be similar existences in the other outposts, making it impossible to stand against them.

Lai Gou swiped the dagger across his tongue, and the blade immediately turned light purple. The deadly poison that sealed the throat upon seeing blood made the air filled with a fishy stench.

"I... I can't kill them, but..."

As Lai Gou spoke, he rushed forward without hesitation, and taking advantage of their unpreparedness, he slashed down, directly cutting their throats.

"Ugh..."

The two seemed to be suffering great pain, their limbs struggling frantically, but after a few breaths, they completely lost their lives.

"Truly sweet as a spring of slaughter, hee hee hee hee."

Lai Gou quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowing his head constantly: "Senior, please spare me, I will never come to Qingyan Town again."

What greeted him was still spider silk, and he was soon turned into a chrysalis.

The spider woman threw Lai Gou not far away, and said to the smaller spider man: "Take him to those guys from the Wuwei Taoist Temple and let them take good care of him."

"Hee hee hee hee..."

There was undisguised resentment in the spider woman's words, and she knew that the Wuwei Taoist Temple would definitely accept the cultivators from Morning Street.

The spider man noticed the fluctuations in the spider woman's emotions, quickly grabbed the chrysalis, and strode towards a corner of Qingyan Town.

The spider woman remembered when she was a child, she was targeted by a mountain spider, and insect eggs were planted in her body. She wanted to ask the Wuwei Taoist Temple for help.

But she was blocked at the door.

She couldn't imagine how she survived. Countless spiders crawled out of the insect eggs in her body, covering her body, and her bones became nests.

"Die, die, die, all these Taoists should die!!!"

The spider woman waved her limbs at the ground, unaware that Ren Qing was observing in the dark.

Ren Qing was also taken aback when he first heard about the Wuwei Taoist Temple, but he immediately realized that the Remnant Moon Layer should be the original Jing Prefecture.

It was normal for the people to know about the Wuwei Taoist Temple, and even because Qingyan Town was close to the sect, there were disciples remaining after its destruction.

Ren Qing knew that the Wuwei Taoist Temple should represent the Heavenly Insect Art cultivators.

He had to mix in, and then try to pull all the Heavenly Insect Art cultivators into the Immortal Market, while harvesting lifespan and Youyuan.

However, Ren Qing was not in a hurry to follow, and only started moving after confirming the location of the Wuwei Taoist Temple.

He had collected information during this period and had figured out the approximate distribution of forces nearby, so he could avoid dangerous places.

Ren Qing flowed silently in the shadows, without a physical body, he would not trigger the spider webs on the ground, so he would not be noticed.

He soon officially set foot in Qingyan Town.

The wide streets were crowded with people, but none of them looked like normal mortals, not even comparable to the Avici Hell.

There were quite a few shops selling magic tools and elixirs, which showed that after the destruction of the Wuwei Taoist Temple, its inheritance had not been completely cut off.

Ren Qing chose to pass through a street that was a vacuum zone between forces. Although it was a mixed bag, at least there were no strange anomalies.

However, it could be clearly seen that most of the cultivators on this street were from the bottom level, and their cultivation levels were also at the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages, with Golden Core cultivators being relatively rare.

They should be the peripheral cultivators of the anomalous forces, not qualified enough to advance to the Golden Core stage, and had to live day by day.

The people had been accustomed to living with immortals and demons for hundreds of years, but they showed great respect for the passing cultivators.

In a sense, Qingyan Town was similar to ordinary towns, except that it was composed of a group of demons and ghosts.

Ren Qing carefully went to the Wuwei Taoist Temple, but found that the closer he got, the more remote the location seemed to be.

After passing through several farmhouses without even a cultivator, he saw the Wuwei Taoist Temple in the distance.

Only a few Taoist temples stood on the low mountain, with hundreds of people walking around, but most of them were farmers under its protection.

The farmers planted good fields around the mountain, and the Taoists barely lived by selling grain.

Ren Qing took a full dozen breaths to recover, and it was really difficult to compare this place with the magnificent Wuwei Taoist Temple.

But at least he found the main target, and the next step should be much smoother.

He went to the Taoist temple along the mountain road, and it could be seen from all over that the Wuwei Taoist Temple was now declining, and it was almost driven out of Qingyan Town.

But Ren Qing noticed that the passing Taoist boys were reciting the Taoist scriptures, and several Taoists went to recite the morning class.

Even though their Taoist robes were slightly tattered, they did represent the Taoist orthodoxy of Qingyan Town.

Ren Qing's eyes fell on the plaque in front of the Taoist temple. The words "Wuwei Taoist Temple" were already blurred, indicating that it had been washed by hundreds of years of time.

He remembered that the Wuwei Taoist Temple did not have a sect plaque, and it was likely that it was left in Jing Prefecture and finally hung here.

The flames in the Flesh Furnace surged, and the Firewood King opened his eyes on the Bone Throne, with the aura of the Heavenly Dao Child faintly visible.

The Firewood King murmured in a subtle and imperceptible voice: "Huang Qi, are we home?"

Ren Qing consciously looked at the Flesh Furnace, but the Firewood King returned to his eternal and unchanging appearance like a rock, surrounded by flames.

The firewood rubbed against the air, as if someone was whispering.

Ren Qing did not hear the Firewood King's murmur, but suddenly remembered the Heavenly Dao Child who was struggling to support himself in the Qingxu Temple, and couldn't help but said softly.

"Yes, Grandmaster, we are home."

He shook his head with a wry smile, and then went straight to where Lai Gou was.

Lai Gou was in the firewood room of the Wuwei Taoist Temple, still bound by spider silk, unable to move or make any sound.

Several Taoist boys were cleaning up the dust in the firewood room, and from time to time they looked at the chrysalis.

They discussed the chrysalis, and surprisingly thought that the cultivators of Morning Street were a great tonic, and it was said that eating them could prolong life.

However, the Taoist boys should not have eaten human flesh, but they had been influenced by what they had seen and heard, which showed that Jing Prefecture had been completely demonized.

Just as the Taoist boys were chatting, they didn't notice that the shadow under their feet was wriggling slightly, and Ren Qing drilled into the spider silk gap of the chrysalis.

Ren Qing directly put Lai Gou into the abdominal prison, and then took over the chrysalis himself.

He didn't plan to let Lai Gou enter the Immortal Market, so he simply threw him into the sand dunes transformed by the Sandman, and then used the Immortal in the Mirror to prevent him from escaping.

If he wanted water and food, he could only ask Ren Qing for it, and then he could use it to obtain lifespan.

A cultivator with a mind like Lai Gou's was no better than a Water Gourd, and after his cultivation was high, he would inevitably think about controlling the lives of others.

It was better to make waste of use.

After Ren Qing chose to replace Lai Gou, he directly used his hands to forcibly open the chrysalis, seemingly laboriously drilling out of it.

The Taoist boys immediately turned their heads to look. They examined Ren Qing and found that his external alienation was not obvious, but their expressions could not help but become disappointed.

"So this is what the people of Morning Street look like?"

"It's really ugly..."

"The so-called great tonic should be a rumor, how can you eat it."

They lowered their voices and discussed with each other, thinking that Ren Qing couldn't hear them.

The corners of Ren Qing's mouth twitched, and he walked towards the Taoist boys, who were so frightened that they retreated several meters, and then said in a shrill voice.

"You stand still, we'll go find Uncle Master."

After speaking, regardless of what Ren Qing did, the Taoist boys ran out of the firewood room in a panic, and even forgot to close the door.

Ren Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he simply leaned against the firewood pile and closed his eyes to rest.

Not long after, a pot-bellied middle-aged man walked in.

His body's insectification was not obvious, but he had a chrysanthemum-shaped mouth on his forehead, which was somewhat similar to the mouth of the Heavenly Dao Insect.

His cultivation should be at the Golden Core stage, but his true essence had a feeling of being empty and unreal.

"Junior Brother, I am Wu Liangzi, what is your name?"

"Ren Qing."

"Hahahaha, entering the Wuwei Taoist Temple means we are fellow disciples."

Wu Liangzi couldn't help but look Ren Qing up and down, and also sniffed the smell lightly with his nose, seemingly verifying the rumors of the great tonic.

However, his expression quickly became disappointed, and his enthusiasm also decreased a lot.

"Junior Brother Ren Qing, you should stay in the outer gate for a while. After the bone and aptitude test in a few months, you can be considered officially entering the sect."

Ren Qing agreed one by one. He came to the Wuwei Taoist Temple to facilitate pulling people into the Immortal Market, and deliberately showed a relatively dull appearance.

Wu Liangzi led Ren Qing to the residence of the outer gate, which was actually a few ordinary thatched huts, with many Taoist boys reciting Taoist scriptures inside.

Ren Qing's eyes fell on one of the most noticeable Taoist boys.

He was about two meters tall, with piles of fat all over his body, like a giant meatball, but the surrounding Taoist boys had admiring looks on their faces.

Wu Liangzi couldn't help but introduce: "This is a natural spiritual root, he has already established the foundation at the age of seven or eight, and he will soon... enter the mountain gate."

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he spoke, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wu Liangzi."

Ren Qing then sat down in the classroom, because his presence was not high, he did not attract the attention of others.

Wu Liangzi then returned to the mountain gate.

As he walked halfway, his memory of Ren Qing was constantly fading.

[I had some heatstroke a few days ago, I took a good rest today, and I will try to update more tomorrow]

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