The Secret Way of Immortality

When Ren Qing had enough of a Heavenly Dao crack to advance his techniques, the first thing he thought of was the Longevity of the Tortoise, pushing all other techniques back.

[Do you wish to select the branch 'Outwit the Heavens by Half a Move', which will consume five hundred years of lifespan?]

The Heavenly Dao crack slowly spread, but fortunately, the consumption of lifespan was not severe.

Ren Qing instinctively shuddered, an unease produced by the activity of a strange object, but it soon subsided again.

He was indeed not far from becoming a Turbid Immortal, but it wasn't as if five hundred years of lifespan would cause him to completely deteriorate.

The tortoise shell on Ren Qing's upper palate became more delicate, and he could feel a coolness flowing through his brain, allowing him to maintain clarity.

He couldn't help but check the Longevity of the Tortoise in the Yang God realm.

The hexagrams were still the same seven, but Ren Qing could faintly perceive the very vague location of the disaster through the patterns on the tortoise shell.

In addition, the Longevity of the Tortoise could also be used to cast hexagrams for others, but the good or bad fortune would be relatively vague.

In fact, just sensing the disaster was enough.

Disasters are full of randomness, and even if Ren Qing relied on the Longevity of the Tortoise to become an immortal, it didn't mean he could easily predict the occurrence of ominous omens.

Even knowing just a moment in advance would be enough to save Ren Qing's life.

The depth of Ren Qing's current Heavenly Dao crack should still allow him to advance one more technique, so he prepared to choose from the secondary techniques of the Disaster Elimination Method.

But at this moment, he suddenly noticed the coffin in the corner of the cave, inside which lay Song Zongwu with a fragmented soul.

Ren Qing then cast the Longevity of the Tortoise to calculate a hexagram for Song Zongwu.

The result did indeed switch between "good with ill" and "great misfortune," with the direction faintly pointing to the southwest corner of the cave, as if something was hidden there.

Ren Qing simply dispatched a zombie cultivator to excavate, after all, what was a "great misfortune" for Song Zongwu might not be a threat to a Heavenly Guile realm cultivator.

At least his own hexagram was still in great luck.

Ren Qing paid attention to the progress of the zombie, incidentally advancing the Disguise Technique to the Yang God realm, which brought the crack close to the halfway point.

[Do you wish to select the branch 'Ten Thousand Faces as One', which will consume five hundred years of lifespan?]

The strongest aspect of Ten Thousand Faces as One was that it could not only modify appearances on a large scale, but even temporarily change physical constitutions.

As long as Ren Qing mixed Yin energy into Ten Thousand Faces as One, the tens of thousands of cultivators of the Forbidden Prison Hall could instantly transform into zombies that showed no flaws.

He closed his eyes and digested the newly advanced technique.

Affected by the Heavenly Dao transformation, the technique would be difficult to control, and he would have to spend more time meditating to suppress the rioting strange objects.

Ren Qing didn't pay any attention to the hexagram he had casually calculated for Song Zongwu.

Li Tiangang and other Yang God realm cultivators didn't pay attention either, but the zombie cultivators didn't dare to slack off, excavating the rock walls day and night.

The task they received was to dig southwest, and they knew nothing else.

Ren Qing soon forgot about this matter, and after stabilizing his cultivation, he prepared to advance the Disaster Elimination Method to the All-Yang Immortal realm without stopping.

He had a faint premonition that once the main and secondary techniques of the Disaster Elimination Method were all in the Yang God realm, he should be able to delve deeper into the world within the mirror.

Ren Qing was a bit addicted to secluded cultivation now, after all, he didn't have to worry about lifespan extension efficiency, and only needed to meditate for several days for the statue to continue advancing.

Footsteps came from outside the cave.

Ren Qing canceled the information stream in front of him and opened his eyes to look at the thin figure.

The corpse ghost cautiously came to the entrance of the cave, and when it sensed the terrifying Yin energy, its usually invincible zombie body actually felt a little weak in the legs.

"Corpse Ghost, what's wrong?"

The corpse ghost hesitated for a few breaths before speaking, "Immortal Ren, the rock wall in the southwest corner is a bit strange. Should we continue digging deeper?"

Ren Qing was slightly stunned, and his expression then became a little complicated.

He said in a deep voice, "You corpse veins retreat, and temporarily seal the entrance of the cave. Don't let other cultivators enter."

After Ren Qing finished speaking, without waiting for the corpse ghost to reply, his body suddenly dissolved into Yin energy, able to travel to any place covered by Yin energy as if shrinking the earth into inches.

The corpse ghost's face was pale. At the moment Ren Qing left, he actually had a feeling that his body and soul were about to fall apart.

It was as if the Yin energy in his body uncontrollably wanted to follow Ren Qing.

Ren Qing came to the southwest corner of the cave. The zombie cultivators inside had successively received notifications and were gradually withdrawing from the mine that stretched for several miles.

He frowned and arrived at the deepest part of the mine in just a few steps.

What came into view was a rock wall made of flesh and blood, and black hair growing from the rocks, mixed with a faint Heavenly Demon aura.

[Heavenly Demon Nest]

[Condensed from an Supreme Heavenly Demon, the surface layer is a palace chamber membrane, and the inner layer is filled with a massive amount of flesh and bones, used to breed living beings.]

Ren Qing didn't expect that the zombie cultivators would dig out the Heavenly Demon Nest.

Even zombies without vitality would involuntarily transform towards the Black Goat if they stayed within the range of the Heavenly Demon aura for a long time.

Ren Qing didn't understand why the Heavenly Demon Nest could be related to Song Zongwu.

He used Dream Flower to protect his body and soul, and stepped closer to the Heavenly Demon Nest. A stench came over him, and a noisy sound rang in his ears.

Ren Qing had some understanding of the language of the Beast Pen, and immediately heard that it was just everyday conversations, as if there were countless Beast Pen people in the Heavenly Demon Nest.

"Could it be that the Beast Pen people civilization hidden in a certain place in the Beast Pen is located within the Heavenly Demon Nest?"

Ren Qing would naturally not open the Heavenly Demon Nest to check. This wall was obviously nurtured by an Supreme Heavenly Demon, and he didn't know what use it had.

With a slight thought, his body turned into a shadow and drilled into the cracks in the rock.

Ren Qing walked around the Heavenly Demon Nest, and soon discovered that there was a tumor the size of a fist in the corner of the wall.

The tumor was buried deep underground, and a large number of tentacles spread to the soil on the surface.

Ren Qing touched the tumor with his palm. The sound inside stopped abruptly, and the tumor turned into a fluid, trying to move elsewhere.

This action showed that the source of the Beast Pen people was inside.

Ren Qing noticed that the Beast Pen people had not been born for long, and their existence was relatively weak, so the Supreme Heavenly Demon probably had not noticed.

He first confirmed that the hexagram was normal, and then separated a strand of his own bacterial soul to penetrate the tumor.

The tumor let out a terrified scream, with begging and curses intertwined.

Ren Qing's expression was strange, because he didn't find any small world in the tumor, but an extremely complex brain structure.

The tumor was somewhat like a human brain, and somewhat like a sheep brain, which was very special.

Ren Qing then realized that there were tens of thousands of consciousnesses in the tumor, and each consciousness was independent, with different personalities and memories.

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But the consciousnesses were not even considered remnant souls, how could they form life?

He felt absurd, and couldn't help but try to obtain the memories of the Beast Pen people's consciousness. A large number of chaotic pictures gathered in his mind.

Ren Qing connected the memories into one piece, and then saw a magnificent and splendid town, where hundreds of thousands of Beast Pen people lived.

Next to the town were thousands of acres of farmland, and Beast Pen people dressed as farmers were cultivating crops.

In the false world composed of memories, the Beast Pen people did not have the appearance of being skinned. They were no different from the Xiangxiang people.

Ren Qing even saw several cultivators stepping on flying swords soaring in the air, indicating that the latter's consciousness could limitedly affect the false world.

The Beast Pen people shared a brain, but were independent of each other.

When tens of thousands of Beast Pen people's consciousnesses fantasized about the same scene, a dreamlike false world would form.

At this time, the bacterial soul came to the false world, like an extraterrestrial demon invading.

The boundless darkness enveloped the sky, and some of the newly born Beast Pen people's consciousnesses could not withstand the pressure, and suddenly became illusory.

At the edge of the false world, there began to be a contraction, and the details of the fields and towns were no longer real.

Ren Qing took back the bacterial soul to avoid accidentally destroying this fragile world.

For him, the consciousness in the tumor was of no value, after all, the Beast Pen people had to rely on the tumor, and the tumor grew in the Heavenly Demon Nest.

But Ren Qing felt that the structure of the tumor seemed to help revive Song Zongwu.

Song Zongwu's memory was still relatively complete. If he used this to awaken his consciousness, then completing the three souls and seven spirits would undoubtedly be much easier.

Even if he still couldn't find a way to restore his soul, it would be better than lying dead.

Ren Qing analyzed the inside and outside of the tumor, and drew and recorded the structure, and also shared it with the alchemists to summarize the advantages and disadvantages.

He finally came to the conclusion that a tumor that could accommodate tens of thousands of consciousnesses was impossible to replicate, but a tumor with a single consciousness should not be difficult.

Ren Qing asked Little San'er to lead the alchemists to sort out the specific refining methods as soon as possible.

He planned to completely seal the mine to prevent the Heavenly Demon aura from accidentally leaking.

Ren Qing's unintentional glance before leaving, but noticed the changes in the false world.

The town turned into ruins, and fire rain was falling from the sky, causing the buildings to be burned to ashes, and countless Beast Pen people knelt down and prayed.

But they still couldn't stop the disaster, and every breath of the Beast Pen people's consciousness died in the sea of ​​fire, and thousands of them disappeared in a moment.

A few large characters were burned out of the farmland.

"Please... Immortal... Save me..."

Ren Qing glanced over the consciousness, and soon locked on an old man in the corner of the crowd, the latter was indifferently watching the deaths and injuries of his clan.

The old man's consciousness was the strongest among the Beast Pen people, and he could even control the weather.

He seemed to have already noticed Ren Qing, so he wanted to use the Beast Pen people as a threat to take the opportunity to break away from the false memory world.

Upon seeing this, Ren Qing became interested instead.

He descended part of his consciousness into the false world, causing the sky to be covered by a giant face, and cracks that ran through the town appeared on the ground.

Although the fire rain stopped, the crowd fell into despair.

Only the old man let out a frantic laugh, his expression was neither crying nor laughing, but undoubtedly more real than the surrounding Beast Pen people.

"I said that there is an outer world, and there must be immortals!"

"Fake, it's all fake!"

Then the old man screamed, it was Ren Qing who was reading his memory.

After Ren Qing digested the old man's memory, he understood the situation of the false world, which was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations.

The old man's name was "Killing Son", and he was a rare genius in the false world.

He practiced Qi at the age of three, established foundation at the age of seven, and was already perfect in the innate realm at the age of twenty. Before the age of one hundred, he realized the secrets of heaven and successfully transcended and attained the Tao.

When he was two hundred years old, Killing Son's temperament changed drastically after he created the Soul Separation Immortal Method, and he would mutter something about the upper world composed of flesh and blood from time to time.

Little did he know that he had ascended to the upper world dozens of times with his divided consciousness.

Killing Son let out a hysterical shout, completely treating Ren Qing as the last straw before falling off the cliff: "Immortal, save me from transcendence!!!"

Ren Qing used the world as a dream to pull out Killing Son's consciousness, and then returned to his body.