The Secret Way of Immortality

The surrounding peaks of the Wuwei Taoist temple have been absorbed into the Yongjian Lěishu, along with tens of thousands of residents from Qingyan Town.

Although the light emitted by the Tinder Sun is not high in temperature, it causes the surrounding vegetation to grow at an extremely exaggerated rate, requiring Taoist disciples to spend time clearing weeds every day.

Apart from that, the Yongjian Lěishu is almost indistinguishable from the outside world, except that it is more bizarre, with demons and ghosts visible everywhere.

The demon cultivators are locked in the prison area, provided only with basic water and food. Ren Qing will definitely not release them back to the outside world in the short term.

Han Li stood outside the mountain gate, staring at the meat wall in the distance, then focused his attention on the dream market in the center of the lake.

He originally thought the Immortal Market was inside some kind of magical artifact, but he didn't expect it to be in the stomach.

Han Li couldn't help but think of the Taotie technique taught by Ren Qing. Although he only knew part of it, the two were likely from the same source.

A fiery feeling welled up in his heart, and he subconsciously muttered a few words of the Taotie technique.

Just then, the Yongjian Lěishu began to shake, and the Taoist disciples, including Han Li, felt an extra suction force in the sky.

Then the Taoist disciples flew into the air, followed by the residents.

Han Li didn't know what the outside world was like. He only hoped that there would be a place for the Wuwei Taoist temple to stand, otherwise it would be better to stay in the stomach.

In a daze, he realized that he had left the stomach world. He heard a noise, the source of which was everywhere.

After Han Li forced himself to calm down, he looked around and was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him, standing there dumbfounded.

It was a town formed by exotic houses, with many shops opened on the streets, and dozens or hundreds of earthly immortals walking among them.

There were even shops refining magical artifacts, with men with double pupils in their eyes greeting customers.

A hundred-meter giant wall was being built around the town, and a dozen jailers were nimbly carving mysterious patterns on the surface.

Obviously, they planned to refine the city wall into a magical artifact.

Such a feat was staggering.

What made Han Li even more at a loss was that the other end of the town was an endless desert, and he could even hear the whistling of the wind and sand.

This place was likely on the edge of Jing Province.

However, he soon discovered that there was still a faint demonic aura around, and the content of true essence was almost imperceptible.

Han Li didn't have much regret about this.

These children who grew up in Chen Street had very little sense of belonging to the Wuwei Taoist temple, and secretly called themselves disciples of the Immortal Venerable.

Even if the Netherworld Heavenly Worm technique could not be cultivated, then he would simply focus on the Taotie technique and the Shadowless Ghost.

Han Li looked up at a restrained cultivator not far away, holding a book.

Li Tiangang stood on the eaves, frowning slightly. The number of Jing Province people brought by Ren Qing was more than he had imagined.

There were tens of thousands of people, dressed like refugees who had suffered a disaster.

"Ren Qing, this kid, disappeared after dropping off the people. Is he so badly injured?"

Li Tiangang shook his head and shouted to the skinny man not far away: "Xu Nian, there are too many people, the area of the town needs to be expanded."

"Okay!"

Xu Nian spat into his palm, then slapped the ground hard.

Skeletal arms covered in wrinkles drilled out of the ground, dragging the wall outward, stopping only after passing hundreds of meters.

Seeing this, Li Tiangang took out a page of paper and unlocked the houses sealed within, immediately increasing the size of the town considerably.

The Taoist disciples looked at the jailers' methods and looked at each other in dismay.

The residents couldn't help but feel fear.

Li Tiangang looked satisfied. Although he had learned about the situation in Jing Province in advance, it involved the existence of Earth Immortals after all.

He wanted to subdue the disciples of the Wuwei Taoist temple as soon as possible, so as not to waste his energy on internal friction, so he meant to give them a show of strength.

Then, at Li Tiangang's suggestion, the jailers began to arrange accommodation for the residents and selected a dozen constables to maintain order.

Qing Songzi also took the initiative to let the Taoist disciples help distribute supplies, which seemed to be an attempt to integrate the Wuwei Taoist temple into the Jailer Hall.

But he couldn't help but feel a little confused, especially after being in close contact with the jailers, he found that no one was cultivating true essence at all.

The alienation also seemed to appear acquired.

This shows that the Jailer Hall is likely an external force, not the earthly immortals in Wu Liangzi's mouth.

Qing Songzi didn't feel annoyed, after all, without the support of the jailers, the Wuwei Taoist temple's orthodoxy would probably have been destroyed in Qingyan Town long ago.

But as the leader, his words and deeds could determine the life and death of hundreds of people, and the invisible pressure made him breathless.

"Senior brother, if it were you, what would you do?"

Just as Qing Songzi was at a loss, he was heavily patted on the shoulder. When he turned his head, he saw a strange man.

The man's skin was full of焦black and covered with cracks, looking like he had not recovered from his serious injuries.

Qing Songzi followed the man behind him as if possessed, and the two walked towards the center of the town.

"Qing Songzi, do you know the history of the Wuwei Taoist temple?"

"In the books…"

"That's just the content that the sect wants you to see."

Ren Qing told the story of the rise and fall of the Wuwei Taoist temple from an outsider's perspective, as well as the choices made by the Heavenly Daozi to get rid of fate.

Qing Songzi became fascinated as he listened, and the picture constructed in his mind was completely different from the content recorded in the classics.

He felt that Ren Qing was not lying, and the impetuousness in his heart gradually dissipated.

The two came to the center of the town, where a deep pit had been dug out, not knowing what it was used to bury.

Ren Qing didn't speak any more, waiting for Qing Songzi to digest it on his own.

If the Wuwei Taoist temple harbored ulterior motives, the Jailer Hall would definitely clean it up, which would affect the collection of Nether Essence in the Immortal Market.

He could only try his best to help the Wuwei Taoist temple integrate into the Jailer Hall.

Qing Songzi was silent for a long time and said: "This world is more dangerous than I imagined. Even the ancestor has struggled countless times."

"Senior brother Wu Liangzi is right, we don't have a hundred years…"

Qing Songzi complained endlessly, as if he regarded Ren Qing as Wu Liangzi.

While they were chatting, four people unknowingly gathered beside the deep pit, all of whom were Yin Sha realm of the Jailer Hall. Ordinary monks dared not approach.

The other Yin Sha realm did not come to Jing Province, after all, Xiang Township still needs jailers to be stationed, so as to avoid accidents in the rear supply.

In addition to Li Tiangang, there were also Bai Guniang and Li Yaoyang.

The last Yin Sha realm was relatively unfamiliar. The wrinkled face had no facial features and looked more like a farmer. He should be the most recent promotion.

He nodded to Ren Qing, and then the mouth of the chest and abdomen opened and said: "I am Xu Yizhou, and I cultivate my escape technique."

"I am Ren Qing, and I cultivate many techniques, so I won't describe them."

Ren Qing thought for a moment. In his memory, my escape technique is similar to the Five Elements escape technique, which can travel through various regions at extremely fast speeds.

Xu Yizhou wanted to continue to be polite, but Li Tiangang was a little impatient.

He quickly urged: "Ren Qing, where is your insect molt? Turn it into a spiritual vein as soon as possible, so that we can make arrangements next."

Li Yaoyang added: "Brother Ren, you don't know, the demonic aura here is getting stronger and stronger. If it is not separated, it will easily corrode the souls of mortals."

Seeing this, Ren Qing didn't dawdle and directly took out the insect molt from Yongjian Lěishu.

The insect molt was obtained from the molted skin of the Earth Immortal Heavenly Dao insect. The appearance is half-human and half-insect. Although it is incomplete, it exudes a terrifying aura.

Ren Qing was fine, after all, there was a Heavenly Dao insect in the ghost shadow to protect him.

But for Li Tiangang and others, the oppressive feeling brought by the insect molt was indescribable, far from being comparable to the corpse of the Wine and Meat Taoist.

Qing Songzi opened his mouth wide, barely standing in place with a black insect attached to him.

The Nether Essence circulating in his dantian became extremely active, instinctively absorbing the true essence emitted by the insect molt to strengthen himself.

"Is this the spiritual vein?"

According to the records in the classics, the spiritual vein can create a blessed land, where spiritual herbs grow in all seasons and can attract cranes to come.

Li Yaoyang endured the stinging pain in his eyes and stared at the insect molt with fiery eyes.

His technique is also related to insects, but unfortunately the realm is too far apart. The Heavenly Dao technique is not the Jailer technique, and there are not many places to learn from.

Li Tiangang sealed the surrounding area with paper to avoid the sudden loss of control of the situation.

Seeing this, Ren Qing threw out the Dragon Snake Ridge, wrapping around the huge insect molt.

The Dragon Snake Ridge, as his natal magic weapon, was still known to many people, but he didn't expect it to become a strange-looking young dragon now.

Just as Ren Qing was about to put the insect molt into the deep pit, he suddenly felt that the light and shadow became distorted, and everyone was already used to it.

The phantom of the Great Dream True Man appeared. He stared at the insect molt, wondering what he was thinking.

Ren Qing couldn't put the insect molt down, so he had to forcibly hang it in the air with the Dragon Snake Ridge.

After a long time, the Great Dream True Man took out a handful of black seeds the size of sesame seeds and sprinkled them evenly on the surface of the insect molt.

Everyone's scalps were a little numb. This was clearly the Tai Sui fungus seed. The Great Dream True Man seemed to be preparing to do something incredible.

Only Qing Songzi was confused.

No one dared to ask. After the insect molt was put into the hundred-meter deep pit, the pit was reburied with soil.

Li Tiangang said: It is estimated that it will take some time for the spiritual vein to form…"

Before he could finish speaking, the soil began to surge, as if there were a large number of earthworms, and then a strange fungal tree grew out.

The fungal tree was pure black, but the trunk was covered with fingernail-sized holes, and countless wriggling maggots could be seen inside.

A faint true essence emanated from the fungal tree, which obviously replaced the role of the spiritual vein.

The fungal tree can also continue to reproduce. In a sense, it is indeed more useful than the spiritual vein, but it will also affect the continuous lifespan of the insect molt.

The corners of Qing Songzi's mouth twitched. He said it was a spiritual vein blessed land, but why is the style completely different?

"The fungal tree is related to the Yang God realm restricted area."

The Great Dream True Man said in a deep voice: "I have consulted the Jailer Hall classics. The records a hundred years ago mentioned that the restricted area is called 'Longevity'."

"It may involve the Longevity Taoist, or it may be related to the Tai Sui Taoist Lord. Using the Tai Sui fungus should be able to test some information about the restricted area."

He took off a branch of the fungal tree, and then his figure disappeared.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes.

After hearing the word "Longevity", his heart couldn't help but beat wildly, almost causing the Nightmare Art weird object in his blood to go berserk.

Ren Qing couldn't help but look towards the swamp, barely able to see the abnormality from the restricted area.

Thick dark clouds were hidden in the wind and sand. If you looked closely, it looked like an illusion in your eyes, and desperate whispers sounded in your ears.

Ren Qing came back to his senses, and the people around him had already left after saying hello. A strange chill surged up his back.

He smiled bitterly and thought that it would be better to retreat and cultivate than to consider these things.

There is still a chapter, wait a moment