The Secret Way of Immortality

After refining the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragons, Ren Qing immediately began spreading Dissociative Identity Disorder.

Under the cover of night, the five Moonfall Pseudo-Dragons traversed the Heaven Above Heavens, then slipped into the outskirts of the town and effortlessly burrowed into the bodies of the monks.

Ren Qing did not continue to increase the number of Moonfall Pseudo-Dragons, as he needed to divide his mind to control them and use the Six Afflictions Art for assistance.

Any more Moonfall Pseudo-Dragons would have to be based on his ability to handle them.

Moreover, the newly refined four Moonfall Pseudo-Dragons all used the Soul Butterfly projection as a medium for the Six Afflictions Art, so the efficiency was naturally much worse.

Under the moonlight, the wooden window seemed to be blown open by a breeze.

One moment the monks were sound asleep, and the next they were awakened by pain, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, their foreheads covered in bean-sized beads of sweat.

They even had the illusion of being paralyzed by a ghost, because no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't even move their little fingers.

After the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon crawled into their heads, it severed the nerves connecting to their bodies, temporarily turning them into vegetables.

Black Tiger's memories flooded into their brains, and countless blood-red scriptures seemed to appear before the monks' eyes, filled with distortions of Buddhist teachings.

“Woo woo woo…”

As the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon completely seized control of the monks' brains, Dissociative Identity Disorder was born, and the fourth consciousness was conceived.

The fear in the monks' eyes dissipated, and soon only confusion remained, as if they had forgotten something, but no matter what they did, they couldn't remember.

After a moment, they fell asleep again.

The Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon completed its mission and crawled out of their mouths, disappearing along the corner of the wall.

Ren Qing frowned slightly, because he found that the speed of spreading Dissociative Identity Disorder was far behind expectations, mainly because the Six Afflictions Art had to be controlled meticulously.

He had already exhausted a lot of energy after performing the Six Afflictions Art hundreds of times in a row, not to mention that he had to prevent his aura from leaking out, lest the Buddhist Qi notice.

Ren Qing was busy all night.

By the time the first rays of the sun rose, he had only infected just over a hundred monks.

“This won't work, I can't possibly stay in Cishi for several years, can I?”

Ren Qing shook his head tiredly, the speed of the plan's unfolding was not as smooth as he had imagined, and it would take who knows how long to gather ten thousand monks.

He was not in a hurry to pull them into the Nanshan Small World, after all, there were hundreds of thousands of monks in the Heaven Above Heavens, and if he really started extending their lifespans, taking the opportunity to steal a few thousand or ten thousand years wouldn't take too long.

Ren Qing knew a truth: if you don't move, then don't; if you move, then strike with thunderous force.

If he increased the number of infected monks while extending their lifespans, then there would be too many variables, and it could even lead to a situation where he tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice he used to bait it.

Even though the current Nanshan Small World could only accommodate a thousand people, according to the growth rate of the Artifact Spirit, it would soon reach the Ghost Envoy Realm.

At that time, the area of the Nanshan Small World would at least increase tenfold, and it would take until the year of the monkey to fill it up just by spreading it with Moonfall Pseudo-Dragons.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, his gaze falling on the Dream Seed.

He would first use the Nightmare Aura to complete the transformation of the Dream Magic Item, which would definitely improve the efficiency of spreading Dissociative Identity Disorder.

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Unknowingly, the day passed, and the town was once again shrouded in darkness, and hundreds of thousands of monks involuntarily chanted scriptures.

It wasn't until the crescent moon hung high in the sky that the evening class gradually ended.

Golden Light Temple returned to silence, with only a few novices patrolling around the temple, occasionally striking the copper gong in their hands.

This was not to prevent villains from coming to the door, but mainly to prevent open flames from igniting the temple.

When two novices came to Abbot Wu Nian's room, they couldn't help but look at each other, their expressions a little surprised and uncertain.

Painful wails were coming from the room, and it could be heard from the sound that it was Wu Nian himself.

The novice couldn't help but say, “Junior Brother Wu Wu, what do you think we should do?”

After hesitating for a moment, the novice Wu Wu replied softly, “Recently, the Abbot has been restless, maybe it's a sign that he's about to pass away?”

“Very likely.”

Wu Rang couldn't help but show envy, for the monks of the Heaven Above Heavens, passing away peacefully could be said to be the pursuit of their entire lives.

Passing away represents achieving enlightenment and transcending into Buddhahood.

From this, it can be seen that the Buddhist Qi of the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva has erased their seven emotions and six desires, and instead infinitely magnified the idea of becoming a Buddha.

“If the Abbot is about to pass away, we still have to confirm the situation.”

The two novices pushed open the door and walked towards the source of the sound, holding lanterns, at this time their expressions were still relatively relaxed.

But when the novices saw Wu Nian, they were immediately frightened and their legs went weak.

They saw that although Wu Nian's eyes were closed, his expression was unusually ferocious and terrifying, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat, as if he was enduring some kind of pain at all times.

“Abbot…”

Wu Rang took a few steps forward subconsciously, and accidentally the copper gong hit the wall, making a crisp and loud sound.

The Abbot's bed immediately moved, Wu Nian opened his bloodshot eyes, looking at the stunned two people inexplicably.

He was silent for a few breaths before the bloodshot eyes gradually faded: “What's wrong?”

The two novices stammered and told what they had seen and heard, Wu Nian just rubbed his temples and listened, and after a moment waved his hand to let the two leave.

The novices looked at each other and walked out of the room, and Wu Nian in the room lay down again, and after a while, painful groans came again.

They had just given birth to doubts in their hearts, but because of the Buddhist Qi, they were soon filled with the faith of the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva.

The two did not know that the Abbot's consciousness was no longer in his body, and had already crossed the plane and was in a narrow small world.

Ren Qing looked at the Nanshan Small World with a complicated expression.

The situation inside was extremely strange, and it could be described as a riot of demons.

The monks sat cross-legged on futons, chanting Buddhist scriptures, while the nightmares they had were all about adultery and looting, and were no longer even Black Tiger's experiences.

Ren Qing originally planned to use the fourth consciousness of a hundred or so monks to nourish the Dream Seed through the fear aura brought by nightmares.

Unexpectedly, the fourth consciousness was even more evil than imagined.

No matter how desireless and demandless the monks were on weekdays, the fourth consciousness was filled with the instinct of greed, and could easily create panic.

It was not without reason that Ren Qing called the fourth consciousness “evil thoughts”.

On the one hand, evil thoughts had the most revered belief in the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva, and on the other hand, they were filled with all kinds of desires to drink blood.

Ren Qing could clearly feel that evil thoughts were growing vigorously in the Nanshan Small World, and even a little bit overwhelming the main consciousness.

In just this short period of time, the evil thoughts of hundreds of monks had already begun to mutate, just like the corpse Buddha who was about to pass away peeling off his own skin.

In the end, without exception, all the evil thoughts turned into **** skinless monks, closing their eyes and enduring the pain brought by the nightmare.

Some even enjoyed it?

Even Ren Qing, the instigator, couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

It seemed that the negative emotions generated by the three consciousnesses of the monks would be unknowingly swallowed by evil thoughts, thus becoming even more terrifying.

The only thing worth rejoicing about was that the efficiency of obtaining Nightmare Aura was very high.

Ren Qing had previously relied on the punishment of offending cultivators, and the Dream Seed and Soul Butterfly were already close to transformation, and now they directly broke through the bottleneck.

Under his gaze, the three Dream Seeds gathered together and went towards the Yongjian Shackle in the stomach, and soon disappeared into it.

The Dream Seed turned into a distorted light and shadow, then flew to the Dream Market, and finally drilled into the Ghost Market, colliding with the Soul Butterfly body.

Dream spells were already related, and the two magic items could be regarded as coming from the same source.

Due to the nourishment of the Nightmare Aura, the Dream Seed and Soul Butterfly instinctively chose to merge, thus giving birth to a magic item that was more in line with the dream.

Seeing that the purpose of this trip was achieved, and the sky outside was beginning to brighten, Ren Qing canceled the nightmare imposed on the evil thoughts.

He was also more determined to spread Dissociative Identity Disorder first.

The appearance of the monks returned to normal, and when they looked up, they were all eminent monks, how could they have the **** and weird appearance they had just now.

However, Ren Qing could still see in their eyes the obsession with greed, hatred, and ignorance, as well as the naked desire like a beast.

To be honest, even the craziest cultivators would not have such a performance, it was likely a situation caused by the Buddhist Qi of the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva.

Desirelessness and demandlessness, in a sense, is also an extreme.

So when evil thoughts were born, the monks jumped from one extreme to another, falling into an almost paranoid state of human desire.

Ren Qing tentatively drove the evil thoughts out of the Nanshan Small World.

When the monks' consciousness returned to their bodies, it still did not cause a change in the Buddhist Qi, it can be seen that good and evil are indeed not within the scope of consideration.

Ren Qing repeatedly confirmed that there were no abnormalities, and then put his attention on the Dream Magic Item.

Each Dream Market became more solid after the magic item was transformed, and faintly connected with the Avici Hell in the Longevity Forbidden Zone.

It's just a pity that it's still a little bit short.

Ren Qing found that a beautiful and enchanting plant suddenly appeared in a remote corner of the Ghost Market, and the cultivators passing by did not notice it.

The plant had three butterfly flowers of different colors, and the blooming petals were like lifelike butterflies, their wings opening and closing with time.

The pattern of one butterfly flower was like flames burning; the pattern of one butterfly flower was like countless Buddhas sitting in meditation; the surface of the last butterfly flower was covered with beast head patterns.

When Ren Qing's soul touched the plant, a lot of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

The new Dream Magic Item is called “Soul Butterfly”, and has the characteristics of both Soul Butterfly and Dream Seed.

It should be known that Dream Seeds have a limited number, while Soul Butterflies can transform into projections, but the projections are not as good as one-tenth or two of the body.

The fused Soul Butterfly is different.

Every once in a while, the Soul Butterfly can give birth to new “Dream Flowers”, which are equivalent to blank Dream Seeds, which can be used to build Dream Markets, or to absorb alien auras to protect themselves.

If Ren Qing uses Dream Flowers to perform the Six Afflictions Art again, not only will the aura of the spell be more hidden, but it can also be applied to multiple targets.

In this way, the speed of spreading Dissociative Identity Disorder will undoubtedly increase greatly.

As soon as Ren Qing's soul reached out to pick the three Dream Flowers, new flower buds grew out, and it is expected that they will bloom soon.

He smiled bitterly and ridiculed himself: “When the number of Dream Flowers accumulates to a certain extent, won't it be no different from the Hundred-Eyed One if it turns into a Double Pupil?”

Ren Qing couldn't help but play with the Dream Flowers, controlling the Buddhist Dream Flower to invest in the Nanshan Small World.

The Buddhist Dream Flower builds a dream that is both real and fake, which is more hidden than the Dream Seed, and even the generated food already has color, aroma and taste.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

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