The Secret Way of Immortality

At the corpse mirror that soared into the sky, echoes of zombie roars reverberated, and the pungent corpse stench drove carrion insects towards the town.

Under the continuous harassment of the zombies, the situation became exceptionally chaotic.

Various forces built a seven or eight-meter-high wall around the corpse mirror, made of bones, to resist the zombie attacks.

Before the Yang God realm cultivators made a move, they had to rely on the wall to reduce the casualties of the cultivators.

The Molting Hermit stood on top of the wall, watching the zombie emerging from the corpse mirror.

Smelling the stench of corpses, dozens of cultivators drove their magical artifacts towards the zombie, the most numerous of whom were naturally the Heavenly Dao insect people.

The zombie stood blankly in place, then involuntarily absorbed Yin energy, and its cultivation base grew geometrically, quickly advancing to the level of White Zombie.

It was only a matter of time for them to advance from White Zombie to Green Zombie.

To ensure safety, the various forces would immediately send their subordinates to besiege any zombie they detected, until the threat was eliminated.

The cultivators engaged the zombies, and a Lion Buddha monk was severely injured upon meeting them, but the others dared not retreat at all.

The misty corpse gas fell on the city wall, and the wall bricks sizzled instantly.

The Molting Hermit looked helpless and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Although the situation was not obvious, he could still find through guarding the city that the frequency of zombie appearances was increasing.

The Molting Hermit couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness when he thought that he had to persevere for another hundred years.

"Perhaps, like True Man Taihan, that is the real liberation…"

The Molting Hermit didn't know what to say, if it really developed according to the worst expectations, I am afraid that after a hundred years, less than one in ten of the various forces would survive.

He wanted to leave the Land of the Dead immediately, but since his body underwent corpse transformation, he has been subjected to inexplicable constraints, trapped to death here.

The Yang God realm cultivators of the various forces pinned their hopes on external support, so they did not dare to stay away from the Immortal Gate, fearing that they would be abandoned by the sect at that time.

While the Molting Hermit was in a daze, the zombie that came out of the corpse mirror had been jointly killed.

He saw the cultivators returning to the garrison, and there were also several injured cultivators among them.

As for the cultivators with more serious injuries, they had already been dealt with on the spot, and the flesh and blood contaminated with corpse stench could not be used as food, so they were simply buried.

"Eh?"

The Molting Hermit suddenly felt suspicious.

Most of the cultivators guarding the city had numb expressions, with no hope in their eyes, and even if they were infected with corpse poison, they would deal with it carelessly.

However, the state of the cultivators led by the Heavenly Dao insect people was completely different.

Even though they had experienced more than half a month of fighting, they were still radiant and kept talking about obscure words.

And the injuries of the insect people were also lighter than those of ordinary cultivators.

The Molting Hermit couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen. He had known Daoist Taihan for hundreds of years, so he could more or less understand some insect hive language.

"Fude… Fude Earth Immortal??"

His eyelids twitched wildly, knowing that a hundred years ago, rumors of becoming immortals and attaining the Dao led a large number of cultivators to the Immortal Gate, eventually burying their bones there.

The word "Immortal" seemed to be filled with disaster.

The Molting Hermit silently followed behind the insect people, and waited until they had dealt with their injuries and returned to the inner room to rest before approaching to check.

As a result, obscure scriptures were recited from the room, filled with fanaticism.

The Molting Hermit's eyes lit up slightly, and through the wall, he saw a group of cultivators kneeling inside, fanatically worshiping the statue in the center.

The statue was a long and huge giant insect, clearly carved from bones, but it exuded an unspeakable sense of oppression.

The Molting Hermit covered his chest with his right hand, and under the influence of the corpse ten thousand meters away, he felt as if he had come into contact with an indescribable existence.

He subconsciously performed the Molting Technique, and the soul in the Niwan Palace immediately separated from the body and floated towards the vine growing on the forehead.

[Molting Technique]

[Created by the Molting Old Ancestor, cultivation requires planting bitter wood seeds in the three inches of the brain's heart, until the bitter wood sprouts and draws out the internal organs, and the bitter wood roots replace the internal organs before it can be cultivated]

The characteristic of the Molting Technique is that as the cultivation base increases, the sprouted bitter wood will gradually devour the cultivator's old body and nurture a new body.

It is said that Molting Technique cultivators who reach the Immortal Guest (Heavenly Aberrant Realm) have a complete old body growing on the vines on their heads.

The Molting Hermit's soul touched the skeleton hanging on the vine, and the old body turned into a Taoist robe, draped over the faintly visible soul.

He used his soul to leave his body and looked into the room from another perspective, and his scalp suddenly went numb.

The statue of Fude Earth Immortal became extremely strange, emitting colorful lights, turning into tiny insects that were almost imperceptible.

The insects were covered with scales, had limbs and facial features, and reproduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the insect people cultivators prayed, the insects lightly fell on them and quickly burrowed into the exposed wounds.

The wounds wriggled, and dreamlike fungi slowly grew out, causing the flesh to gather together, and the injuries were immediately healed as before.

Such a scene made the Molting Hermit frown, and the aura emitted by those insects made him feel an unimaginable complexity.

"Is there really an immortal in the Immortal Gate, and it indirectly affects the outside world?"

The Molting Hermit didn't consider the giant corpse Buddha at all, after all, the latter had not shown any strangeness since coming to the Immortal Gate.

The giant corpse Buddha didn't seem to be related to Fude Earth Immortal.

What the Molting Hermit didn't know was that the insects were the "pseudo-dragonization disease species" released by Ren Qing.

Ren Qing mainly ensured that the insect people, as potential leeks, would not die inexplicably, so that the zombies controlled by the fungal soul would deliberately avoid them.

Of course, in the eyes of the insect people cultivators, everything was the protection of Fude Earth Immortal.

The Molting Hermit's soul stared at the insects, and he couldn't help but gasp in his heart, and his fear of Fude Earth Immortal became more and more intense.

Hundreds of thousands of insects, each of which made him feel palpitations.

"Is there really an immortal in the Immortal Gate?"

The pseudo-dragonization disease species, under the blessing of Casket Dragon Roar and The World is Like a Dream, although the individual strength is far inferior to the ordinary Yin Messenger Realm, the aura is a real Yang God Realm.

For the Molting Hermit, just some insects parasitic on the Fude Earth Immortal had reached the level of the Yang God Realm.

The Fude Earth Immortal is definitely a true immortal, but I don't know if he has reached above the Earth Immortal.

His soul returned to his body, and he couldn't help but secretly said in his heart: "Suddenly there is a true immortal, I don't know if it is good or bad."

The Molting Hermit hesitated again and again, and did not dare to break the scene of worshiping the Fude Earth Immortal, fearing that he would anger the terrifying existence who was suspected of being a true immortal.

He pretended that nothing had happened and left the garrison, pretending to patrol around the corpse mirror.

The Molting Hermit thought that he was the only one who accidentally learned about the Fude Earth Immortal, but in fact, the various forces had already heard about it.

The Heavenly Dao insect people, with their fast reproduction speed, are the most numerous in the town.

Unless Ren Qing is watching all the time, any secret information will be exposed, so most of the Yang God Realm have already learned about it.

Faced with the Fude Earth Immortal, they tacitly pretended not to know, but secretly planned an escape plan.

The Yang God Realm planned to confirm the true immortal, and immediately evacuate the location of the Immortal Gate, at worst sacrificing some useless subordinates.

After all, once it involves a true immortal, it is completely meaningless to garrison in the Immortal Gate, it is better to save your life, maybe there is a chance to leave.

The various forces were surging, but the culprit was leisurely practicing in seclusion.

Ren Qing lazily opened his eyes, seeing that the goal had been achieved for the most part, he issued a task to let the Jailer Hall prepare themselves.

The higher the cultivation base, the more they cherish their lives, and the Yang God Realm, which has thousands of years of life, is even more so.

Ren Qing distracted himself to improve the details of the arrangement, and then continued to modify the Attached Turtle Shell in a big way, and the spells already had some ideas.

In order to create a satisfactory spell, he did not hesitate to master the Attached Turtle Shell, but after reaching the Ghost Messenger Realm, it was stripped and thrown into the stomach world.

The giant turtle's Ghost Messenger Realm is called "Mountain Moving Blessed Land", and the strange object's appearance is a hill of dozens of meters, but it has a head and limbs.

Ren Qing issued a task to investigate, and many rural areas have legends about the turtle immortal.

In the storyteller's narration, the turtle immortal travels all year round, and the mountain on its back is like spring all year round, and it will not encounter any disasters.

If mortals find the turtle immortal, they can loudly call its name, and the latter will take the initiative to stop and lead the mortals to the mountain to practice.

The Mountain Moving Blessed Land is probably the same, referring to the turtle mountain that avoids disasters.

The other two heteromorphic routes of the Attached Turtle Shell are relatively mediocre, similar to beast transformation spells, each leaning towards turtle shape or human shape.

Ren Qing occasionally observes the patterns on the giant turtle's carapace, feeling that there are similar mysteries of the moon pattern, which is beneficial to the creation of spells.

The stomach world has also become more and more like the prehistoric world in the myths of the previous life due to the increase in jailers, and various giant beasts roam the sea and land.

The only thing that makes him dissatisfied is that the jailer's cultivation base is increasing too slowly.

A few years ago in the stomach world, the ghost wolf and other jailers had already reached the perfection of the Ghost Messenger Realm, but they have not yet broken through to the Yin Messenger Realm.

Not to mention the various strange objects sealed on the island, used as consumables.

Ren Qing can only hope that after the stomach world is promoted to the Wusheng Immortal, the spells will be further integrated, which can increase the efficiency of the jailer's cultivation.

Otherwise, the giant corpse Buddha will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to reach the pseudo-complete body with all the organs in the Yin Messenger Realm.

Ren Qing shook his head, and then moved his mind slightly, the zombies in the corpse mirror began to appear in pairs, and the outside world was suddenly in a mess.

At the same time, he used the dream spell to indicate to the insect people such as True Void Son that they could try to accept the cultivators of other forces as believers of Fude Earth Immortal.

Ren Qing wants to make Fude Earth Immortal a fait accompli before he reveals his true form.

Even if there are external forces that discover the strangeness of the Dead Man's Forbidden Area, they will only find that the source is the "Fude Earth Immortal" far away in Jing Prefecture.

Of course, he must pretend to be a true immortal next, which is not easy.

Ren Qing muttered to himself: "The disguise technique of the Ghost Messenger Realm should be enough as an auxiliary, the main thing is the dream spell…"

Anyway, most of the Yang God Realm have not seen a true immortal, and he at least once sought survival in the hands of the Earth Immortal, and also snatched a Earth Immortal puppet.

He doesn't have time to boil frogs in warm water, and it is the best policy to leave the Dead Man's Forbidden Area after cutting the leeks, so only true immortals have credibility.

Ren Qing pondered the details, and after having some confidence, he issued various instructions.

There is still a chapter, wait a moment