The Secret Way of Immortality

The old wolf struggled to climb the ridge, its paws worn and bleeding.

It couldn't help but pant, its gait severely distorted, its fur constantly falling off, revealing large patches of blood.

It looked as if it would breathe its last at any moment.

The old wolf struggled to walk towards the depths of Camel Hump Mountain, its turbid eyes barely able to make out the path, but it probably had lost even the most basic consciousness.

When it stopped, its path was blocked by dense vines.

Bang.

The old wolf collapsed powerlessly to the ground, only the rise and fall of its abdomen faintly showed that it was not completely dead.

At this moment, small cracks gradually appeared in the fur of its abdomen, as if a clam shell was opening.

A shriveled head emerged from the cracks, with no flesh visible under the skin, like a white bone skeleton.

Who would have thought that an old living person was hidden in the wolf's belly.

Then the old man slowly moved to the outside, only to reveal himself as a human stick without limbs.

"Ghost envoy… ghost envoy… ghost envoy…"

The old man's expression was stern, with a hint of barely suppressed excitement in his eyes, which added a touch of abnormal blush to his ashen skin.

He lowered his head and greedily tore at and devoured the old wolf's flesh.

Limbs gradually grew out, but wrinkles covered his entire body like ravines, and his breath was as if it would break at any moment.

After a while, only a skeleton remained of the starving wolf.

"There are still fifteen days of life left…"

The old man stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and drew an imperceptible wound on his forehead with his finger.

He grabbed the wound and tore it hard, forcibly peeling off his skin.

What was most terrifying was that the skin actually wriggled like a living thing, trying to reattach itself to the flesh and bone skeleton.

The old man's face was contorted, knowing that the opportunity left for him was fleeting, he had to use more force, causing the skin to struggle violently.

Just as the skin was about to be torn off, the sound of piercing air rang out.

Swish swish swish.

Several flying knives were inserted into the distant tree trunk.

Although the distance was a full ten meters, the cautious old man still stopped his movements, and the skin re-integrated with his body, leaving no trace of injury.

The old man said gloomily, "Who is it?"

"I am Ren Qing, this is our second meeting."

Ren Qing walked out slowly, appearing calm on the surface, but his muscles were tense, and his right hand holding the hilt of the knife never loosened.

A look of surprise flashed in Song Rong's eyes, he obviously recognized the other party, after all, there were not many yamen runners who came to the Martial Arts Pavilion to borrow "Notes from the Thatched Cottage".

Ren Qing locked onto Song Rong with his double pupils, even if the latter lost his Hundred Eyes, the remaining two types of spells would not pose a threat.

But he still kept more than twenty meters away from Song Rong.

Song Rong asked in a gentle tone, "Your eyes are interesting, is it the No Eye Method?"

Clang!

Ren Qing did not answer, and drew half an inch of the large Miao knife in his hand.

Song Rong suddenly stopped being anxious, and explained as if he were teaching a junior, "I have always felt that the No Eye Method has a third type of alienation route, but I didn't expect to see it in you."

He laughed morbidly, "If my Hundred Eyes had not been peeled off, I would definitely be interested in your eyes."

"Does it matter?"

Ren Qing only felt a chill down his spine, but then regained his composure.

"It doesn't really matter."

Song Rong smiled and tentatively took a step back, and Ren Qing immediately followed up.

"Since you are not in a hurry to attack, you should want to ask me something, right?"

"Is there a way to prolong life in this world?"

"Heh, of course there is, but it all comes at a price. Eating human eyes raw is just the most common method. Some are even unbearable for me to look at."

Song Rong slowly approached Ren Qing, saying in a strange tone, "The forbidden jailers will arrive in about a hundred breaths. Don't you want to know…"

When there was only half a meter between the two, his right arm suddenly broke off from the root and甩了出去, the speed was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye.

Even in mid-air, the arm could still move, and the fingernails showed traces of spells, probably easily cutting off Ren Qing's skin.

Originally, Song Rong planned to peel off his skin-peeling strange object to form a restricted area to break the forbidden jailer's spell blockade.

Now it seems that if he can take the opportunity to kill Ren Qing, he can still retain some strength to enter the Disaster Elimination Restricted Area.

But how could Ren Qing let him get his wish?

Ren Qing easily captured the trajectory of the arm with his double pupils, and at the same time he closed his eyes, as if he had returned to the mine where he swung his knife a hundred times.

The mountain wind blew on his face, and he could feel wisps of air gathering and dissipating.

Clang!!

The blade in his hand rubbed against the scabbard, making a harsh sound, as if the large Miao knife couldn't wait to show its sharpness.

Out of the sheath.

Ren Qing disappeared from the spot.

Under Song Rong's unbelievable gaze, Ren Qing appeared within half a meter of him, and the arm containing two spells turned into two halves.

The cut was extremely smooth, even the bones were like this.

"Forget about eating human eyes raw, it's obvious that the upper limit for prolonging life is not high."

Ren Qing knew that the forbidden jailers in Camel Hump Mountain were constantly searching for Song Rong. If he couldn't get the desired result as soon as possible, he would have to give up.

"Too interesting."

Song Rong came back to his senses and waved his left hand.

The flesh of his arm bloomed like stamens, instantly forming a deformed beast head that bared its teeth at Ren Qing.

This is the ability of the Skin Peeler, to be able to control one's own flesh, which is extremely bizarre.

Ren Qing didn't panic at all, and slightly raised the large Miao knife to block the beast head's bite.

He knew that Song Rong was doing everything he could to plan his entry into the Disaster Elimination Restricted Area, and his body had already been overdrawn to the point of near death.

He had laid out a plan in advance to control the wild wolf to attack the hunter, and then forcibly implanted his arm on the hunter, as well as the peeled-off Hundred Eyes strange object.

This is also the reason why Ren Qing's information flow failed, because the hunter's limbs and body had already become independent individuals.

Ren Qing even suspected that the prison restricted area was also Song Rong's means, in order to experiment with how to better use strange objects.

"If you don't want to say it, then forget it."

His legs grew werewolf-like, and he drew his knife again at a speed that Song Rong couldn't even react to.

The flesh beast head was instantly chopped off.

Song Rong's expression became playful, and a smile even appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The blade was only a hair's breadth away from his neck.

Song Rong said with a smile, "It turns out that you and I are the same kind of people, Ren Qing."

"You also have an extremely strong obsession with lifespan and longevity, but you are luckier than me. At least you have not had your path of cultivation cut off by strange objects."

He looked at the sky with deep eyes, and muttered to himself, "My luck is too bad, it is impossible to reach the end, either die in the Disaster Elimination Restricted Area, or die in the process of promotion."

Ren Qing didn't sigh, but was just slightly emotional.

A ruthless person like Song Rong would have been enough to achieve unimaginable achievements in a normal cultivation environment, but this world is dominated by strange things.

Living is not easy.

Song Rong became fanatical, and he said as if on a pilgrimage, "Ren Qing, the real method of prolonging life is in the far north…"

I hope all the officials will read more, and the results will be clear in the last two weeks. I will update as much as possible every day when it is on the shelves.