The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing had never slept so restlessly, a tingling, itchy pain coming from all over his body, coupled with a constant feeling of hunger.

Infants, due to their growth and development, usually need milk six or seven times a day.

His current situation was like that; his body was severely depleted, and the disease was constantly extracting nutrients, making it unbearable.

Originally, Ren Qing had hoped that after fusing with the insect root, his body would gradually transform into an insect form, which would solve the problem. After all, faster cultivation of the Netherworld Heavenly Insect would allow Nether Energy to suppress hunger in place of food.

But he had obviously forgotten that transforming into an insect form also takes time, and during this process, his body's demand for food would increase again.

Even though Ren Qing was constantly eating, his digestion couldn't keep up.

He had also considered cultivating the Gluttony Method, but the Immortal Forbidden Zone had unique rules, and the Jailer's Method would be stuck at the stage of nurturing a strange object.

Fortunately, in theory, as long as Ren Qing survived the initial explosive growth phase and entered a stable period, he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

He glanced at his sixteen days of lifespan, realizing that lifespan extension was also closely related to digestive power.

When he drank the peach wine before, he noticed a slight increase in lifespan, indicating that dietary supplements for longevity were effective.

The reason why it didn't work the previous times he came to the Immortal Forbidden Zone was probably related to his illness, which caused his stomach to almost stop functioning.

The disease in this body was the opposite, even helping with absorption.

However, those lifespan-extending materials, including the "Corpse Meal" that extended lifespan by two hundred days, all involved Jailer's techniques, which ordinary people couldn't consume.

Even if he swallowed the Corpse Meal, it would probably only extend his lifespan by twenty or thirty days, far from his expectations, so he could only put it aside for now.

He would wait until he came into contact with the martial arts mentioned by Wang Qi, which might compensate for the deficiency.

Ren Qing arrived at the desolate courtyard, the short distance causing him to break out in sweat. The breeze that blew towards him almost gave him a cold.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and he could see some yellowish-brown, pungent powder sprinkled in the corners of the walls.

The powder was used to repel insects and rodents. The plague in the Immortal Forbidden Zone was probably more terrifying than the outside world, and might even involve strange objects.

The location where he lived was relatively remote in Wei'an Town, and the surrounding air clearly had a faint smell of decay.

As soon as Ren Qing showed his face, he noticed a gaze secretly watching him.

Because he had difficulty moving his limbs, he could only move slowly, while using the Dream Seed-transformed double pupils to look around.

Ren Qing then discovered a hidden figure on the eaves not far away, hiding in the shadows.

If it weren't for the Dream Seed's ability, it would have been impossible to find with the naked eye, indicating that this person must have cultivated some unique technique.

The other party should have been sent by the town to keep an eye on him, afraid that Ren Qing, this outsider, would cause unnecessary chaos.

He wondered why the soldiers of Jin Chengxiang had specifically abolished his cultivation.

Ren Qing didn't show any abnormality, still maintaining his silent and寡言 image, looking for an opportunity to contact the things hidden behind the town.

However, the top priority was to make up for the deficiency as soon as possible.

Relying solely on the ordinary food carried by the Black Shadow was definitely unrealistic, and the cultivation efficiency of the Netherworld Heavenly Insect Method was frustrating before the insect form was fully transformed.

Ren Qing planned to try other methods first, and if that didn't work, he would use the Corpse Meal to extend his life.

He waved his arms in the courtyard, and his breathing gradually adjusted.

In addition to reducing others' vigilance, he could also adapt to this seemingly weak body, which actually had far more potential than ordinary people.

The strong man on the eaves looked disdainful.

He was somewhat unwilling that the clan elder had specifically sent him to watch over a dying person with a disease, so the more he looked at the other party's foolish appearance, the more annoyed he felt.

The strong man simply turned his head away, and couldn't help but light a simple pipe, only occasionally glancing at it, muttering a few curses in his mouth.

What he smoked was not tobacco leaves, but a diseased strain of rice, called "Bitter Rice."

Usually, there were a few plants in each acre of field, which were ground into powder and mixed with lime. Smoking it had a slight hallucinogenic effect.

Seeing that the gaze on him became intermittent, Ren Qing felt relieved.

He began to practice an introductory method of the Wuwei Taoist Temple called "Tiger Convergence Fist," removing the harmful internal energy part, and the remaining external energy was just right for strengthening the body.

【Tiger Convergence Fist】

【One of the introductory methods of the Wuwei Taoist Temple, created by Xiao Chenzi, orally takes tiger blood to nourish the body. After cultivation, the physique is more in line with the Egg of Heaven, using this method to enter the Six Spirits Method】

Ren Qing was out of breath after a few punches, but the feeling of fullness did ease somewhat.

His mind flickered.

The main body was still in seclusion, merging with the Weird Transformation Branch. After it was over, it would definitely pay attention to the Immortal Forbidden Zone. At that time, he could use the Taoist Ancestor statue to create an imagined technique to increase digestive power.

Ren Qing was also somewhat regretful that imagined techniques could not take care of all aspects, otherwise, he could have cured the blindness caused by the cerebral hemorrhage.

Although the Foundation Establishment stage could restore injuries caused by cerebral hemorrhage, and with the Dream Seed-transformed double pupils, it didn't affect him.

But the perspective of the double pupils was completely different from the naked eye, and Ren Qing really couldn't get used to it.

He did half a set of Tiger Convergence Fist, panting against the corner of the wall, and then secretly took out some easily digestible food and stuffed it into his mouth.

When the strong man looked over again, Ren Qing got up again and continued to wave his fists.

Seeing this, the strong man muttered to himself: "Old Wang, what's the use of you picking up a free eater, he'll probably die in a few months."

"When the time comes, he'll be taken to feed…"

He closed his mouth, indicating that some things could not be said outside.

Ren Qing practiced for half a day in this way, eating at least five or six pounds of food in the meantime, and the pale face had a little more color.

If you looked closely, you could see that the skeletal body had begun to grow flesh.

However, Ren Qing understood his situation. Unless he ate constantly for twelve hours, he would return to his original state after one sleep.

Even if he could eat, the food carried by the Ghost Shadow was limited, at most supporting the current consumption for about ten days.

Ren Qing continued to immerse himself in the Tiger Convergence Fist, involuntarily putting himself completely into it. He had never been so attentive when cultivating the Jailer's Method before.

He unconsciously imitated the movements of a tiger.

One set of Tiger Convergence Fist after another was performed.

At this moment, slight footsteps suddenly came from the alley outside the courtyard.

Five or six-year-old children came in droves.

They were all orphans who had lost their parents, and they deliberately didn't make a sound when walking, obviously coming with some intention.

Xu Tu was the leader of the children, a small but not insignificant troublemaker in Wei'an Town, specializing in petty theft.

They planned to rummage around the courtyard for some food.

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At Xu Tu's signal, the children cooperated tacitly to build a human ladder.

The strong man frowned when he saw this, and quickly put away his pipe.

These children were used to being unruly, and would inevitably conflict with Wang Shanlu.

The strong man wasn't afraid that they would kill him, they wouldn't be so bold, but Wang Shanlu had difficulty even walking, and could easily be frightened into illness.

If his life was in danger, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

Wang Shanlu was related to Wang Qi. Even if he died of illness, it was fine, but he couldn't die in his own yard just a few days after arriving.

Then there would be no way to explain it clearly.

Sweat appeared on the strong man's forehead. Although Wang Qi hadn't cultivated "Body Martial Arts," the hole-driller knew the plague like the back of his hand, and would be even more terrifying than imagined if he went crazy.

He took a deep breath, and then the gill-like organs on his chin spewed out gas.

The strong man jumped lightly between the eaves, planning to stop the children, and also see if Wang Shanlu was really foolish.

Ren Qing in the courtyard still maintained the movements of the Tiger Convergence Fist, imitating the breathing of a tiger resting, his body half-lying on the ground.

Xu Tu led several children into the house, without seeing Ren Qing in the corner.

"Everyone be quick, Old Man Wang left Wei'an Town this morning to eliminate disasters elsewhere, and Wang Ling is still working odd jobs at the Martial Arts Hall…"

Xu Tu opened the rusty gate of the courtyard, let the other children in, and then closed it with unusual care.

"Remember not to take too much."

They licked their lips, and then tiptoed towards the kitchen.

But soon, Xu Tu and others noticed Ren Qing in the corner, and remembered the rumors about the outsider in the town these days.

The strong man jumped onto the courtyard wall, his right arm muscles suddenly swelled.

Several nail-sized holes appeared on the surface of his skin, brewing airflow inside. As long as he slapped down hard, he could release it completely.

But the strong man found the children frozen in place, motionless.

He looked along the children's line of sight, and saw Ren Qing lying on the ground in a strange posture, his abdomen wriggling slightly as he breathed, causing his mouth to make strange tones.

The strong man was faced with a formidable enemy, and his muscles involuntarily tensed up.

In his eyes, Ren Qing was no longer human-shaped, leaving behind only a dying, sick tiger, but that aura was as real as substance.

Ren Qing seemed to be resting, the low humming in his abdomen seemed to be warning others who had broken into his territory.

Xu Tu and others were so frightened that their legs went weak and they fell to the ground, opening their mouths without making any sound, their breathing becoming more and more rapid.

The door opened.

"Brother…"

Wang Ling broke the stalemate. She was obviously here to bring lunch to Ren Qing, and stood at the door at a loss after opening the door.

Ren Qing also came back to his senses, surprised by so many people in the courtyard.

He had told Ghost Shadow in advance that unless the other party had murderous intent, try not to take action, so he hadn't bothered himself.

The strong man narrowed his eyes, and then said in a deep voice: "Xu Tu, you little brat, the ancestral hall distributes dry food every day, why are you still doing these dirty deeds? Get out."

Xu Tu quickly led the other children out of the courtyard, disappearing in a puff of smoke.

Wang Ling greeted the strong man: "Uncle."

"I was sent by the clan elder to protect your brother…"

Xu Sanliang looked at Ren Qing, his heart shocked by the talent he showed.

If he guessed correctly, Ren Qing should be imitating the movements of a tiger, not only lifelike, but also mastering that charm.

Xu Sanliang couldn't help but ask a few questions, but he certainly wouldn't get anything out of it.

Ren Qing pretended to be stupid, eating the dry food fed by Wang Ling, his body aching from the Tiger Convergence Fist.

Although most of the food in his stomach was digested, it was really not worth the loss, he still had to let the main body create an imagined technique.

What made him even more curious was the cultivation method shown by Xu Sanliang.

There is still a chapter, wait a moment.