The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing knew that Huang Ziwan was telling the truth, anyway, he had never seen any ox-headed horse-faced figures from the underworld come to hook souls and seize spirits.

Under normal circumstances, once life ceases, the soul will gradually dissipate over time.

His eyes were fixed on the field of manjusaka flowers, and he found that in addition to the large field of manjusaka flowers, there was also a vine tree standing in the center.

The tree did not appear very conspicuous against the backdrop of the ribs.

However, Ren Qing recognized it at a glance.

It seemed that Mu Yi was stationed in An'nan Town to guard the field of manjusaka flowers.

As the terrain gradually rose, the husky couldn't help sticking out its tongue and panting.

Even if it had mastered the art of fabrication, as long as there was food in its stomach, it could use it to restore its strength, but it could not avoid feeling tired.

Seeing that An'nan Town was close at hand, Ren Qing simply took the husky back into the prison in his abdomen.

Huang Ziwan didn't have much surprise, the other party's mustard seed space methods had already been occasionally displayed in the Calamity Elimination Forbidden Area.

Lu Xiaoyu was completely numb, and closed her mouth, wanting to say something but stopping.

She learned from Lin Cheng that Ren Qing hadn't been a prison guard for long.

It was surprising enough to be promoted to the Ghost Envoy realm in a short period of time, but compared to the various spells Ren Qing displayed, it was more than just outstanding talent.

However, she noticed that even in his spare time on the road, Ren Qing was in a state of cultivation, and suddenly it was not so difficult to accept…

Sometimes the gap is too big, so much so that people can't even feel jealous.

Ren Qing didn't care about the reactions of the two, just kept observing An'nan Town.

He found that the houses here were different from Sanxiang City, with wooden structures as the main component.

It should be that there are fewer surrounding rocks, and there is no interest in burning bricks, which has evolved into a habit.

It can be seen that even a town with mostly mortals can form different living customs after decades or hundreds of years of closed development, let alone between regions.

Jingzhou and Xiangxiang are the best examples, so it is difficult to imagine what the situation is in the beast pen where the Supreme Heavenly Demon is entrenched.

The sky was already dusk.

Just as Ren Qing and the others were about to walk into An'nan Town, suddenly a sparrow landed on their shoulders.

A soft female voice sounded in their ears, it was clearly Mu Yi using some kind of spell.

"Since you have arrived in An'nan Town ahead of time, you must be careful."

"Don't leave the house at night…"

After the sparrow chirped and finished speaking, it flew away, leaving Ren Qing and the others dumbfounded, they looked at each other without speaking.

Now they are in An'nan Town, if there is something strange as Mu Yi said, then every word and deed must be paid attention to.

However, after all, it involves the Forbidden Prison Hall, so there should be no danger.

Ren Qing took the lead and walked into the town, Huang Ziwan and the other two quickly followed.

The strange thing was that none of the prison guards other than Mu Yi showed up, and they could vaguely feel the eyes peeping in the dark.

The people of An'nan Town are almost all engaged in farming, and their expressions are also a little wary.

Before Ren Qing could walk far.

A constable immediately came to question them, but after they showed their prison guard tokens, the constable respectfully made way.

After reaching a street with fewer pedestrians, Ren Qing couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Old Huang, what exactly is going on here?"

Huang Ziwan shook his head and said, "I'm not too sure, is it really because we arrived a few days early?"

"What's going on with the ribs in that flower field?"

Huang Ziwan pondered for a moment and said: "You should also know that the Forbidden Prison Hall has performed the Soul Summoning Technique three times, during which a large number of manjusaka flowers will be planted."

"From that time on, the ribs of the Ksitigarbha suddenly grew out of the ground, forming a complementary and mutually beneficial symbiosis with the manjusaka flowers."

"Suddenly…"

Ren Qing was deeply surprised.

He originally thought it was a method of the Yin Difference realm, in order to facilitate the use of remnant souls to water the manjusaka flowers, but now it seems to be a coincidence.

Huang Ziwan said casually: "There is a rumor in the Forbidden Prison Hall that although the souls obtained from the Soul Summoning Technique are mostly evil, they inadvertently allowed the consciousness of the Ksitigarbha to begin to recover."

Ren Qing nodded slightly.

He always felt that it was not that simple, the Forbidden Prison Hall's soul summoning must have ulterior motives.

Lu Xiaoyu's forehead was sweating, hearing such incredible things, but from the mouths of the two, there was an unusual sense of reason.

She was in a daze, and accidentally bumped into an old woman selling rice candy.

The old woman almost fell to the ground, Lu Xiaoyu quickly helped her up.

"Are you okay, Granny?"

"It's okay, it's okay…"

The old woman withdrew with a strange smile, a few rice candies spilled from the basket, and her walking posture was very stiff.

Lu Xiaoyu took out some silver, just wanted to give it to the old woman, but was stopped by Huang Ziwan with a serious face.

"Lu Xiaoyu, what are you doing?!"

"There was an old woman…"

Lu Xiaoyu just wanted to tell the two, but found that the rice candy on the ground had disappeared, and when she looked up, she couldn't see the so-called old woman at all.

Ren Qing frowned after hearing this, he also saw Lu Xiaoyu's strangeness.

Perhaps because he didn't actively use the double pupils, he only noticed a vague phantom.

Huang Ziwan's face was gloomy, and he quickened his pace towards the inn.

There are not many inns in An'nan Town, and the location is relatively remote, by the time they found it, the sun was almost setting on the horizon.

Stepping over the threshold, the innkeeper came over: "Are you here for a meal or to stay?"

"Stay, one room for each person."

Huang Ziwan put some silver on the counter, enough for them to stay for four or five days, of course, the daily meals need to be calculated separately.

"Okay, please come in."

The shopkeeper didn't care where they came from, wiped the dust off the few people with a rag, and led them to the second floor.

Huang Ziwan glanced at Ren Qing and the other two, and asked seemingly inadvertently: "Shopkeeper, are there any taboos in An'nan Town?"

The shopkeeper paused for a few breaths and said: "Maybe you outsiders don't know, we haven't been going out at Chou time for decades."

He smiled and continued: "It's hard to say exactly why, but that's the custom in the town."

The shopkeeper came to the end of the aisle on the second floor, there were many rooms connected on both sides, but it was relatively deserted, only the three of them stayed.

Ren Qing noticed a hanging bronze mirror on the wall, which seemed to be a folk magic weapon specially used to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters.

If you look closely, the magic weapon doesn't seem ordinary.

Huang Ziwan thanked the shopkeeper, who pretended to clean the room and left.

After he left, Lu Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask: "What was the situation with that old woman, I did come into contact with her."

Huang Ziwan frowned and said: "Manjusaka flowers can attract remnant souls to approach, it should be fine after they are completely in bloom."

Ren Qing added: "I'm afraid only monks can come into contact with remnant souls during the day, ordinary people may only encounter them at Chou time."

"It can be seen what will happen in An'nan Town at night during Chou time."

Lu Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, at least there was no life-threatening danger, as long as she stayed in the house, she should be fine.

Ren Qing walked to the window, and a wisp of his soul gradually detached from the body and looked outside.

He could indeed notice some remaining souls eking out a living in the shadows of the street, usually dissipating in half a day.

Remnant souls are simply difficult to harm mortals, even if they come into contact with Yang energy, they will be burned into invisible dust.

The main reason why the Forbidden Prison Hall maintains the status quo of An'nan Town may be that the manjusaka flowers need remnant souls as nutrients for watering.

However, what exactly will happen at Chou time is also a question worth exploring.

Ren Qing returned to the room to rest, he sat cross-legged on the bed and visualized spells.

As time passed, the vicinity became quiet.

After Chou time approached.

The wisp of soul detached from the body again, and instantly the originally quiet night became extremely noisy.

He looked out through the window.

Ren Qing was stunned, everything in front of him seemed to have come to the underworld.

Remnant souls wandered aimlessly on the streets, their appearances were inseparable from the way they died, mostly elderly people.

Ren Qing didn't attract their attention, so he simply floated in the air and looked down at An'nan Town.

The scene of humans and ghosts coexisting was indeed a rare sight.

Most of the remnant souls had lost their intelligence, they repeated their actions before death in a daze.

A little bit of Yin rain fell.

The remnant souls were affected by an inexplicable force, and suddenly gathered and fused together, and then pieced together a terrifying tiger ghost.

The tiger ghost肆意 tore its prey, and its body was also swelling accordingly.

Ren Qing felt a little inexplicable.

The existence of something similar to a ghost tiger can become more and more terrifying by devouring remnant souls, even the scorching sun during the day may not be able to kill it.

And what about the prison guards, why don't they take action?

At this time, the ghost shadow detached from the body, appearing a little restless.

Seeing this, Ren Qing's heart moved, and the ghost shadow immediately came to the street along the wall, and rushed towards the ghost tiger quickly.

The ghost tiger was still hunting remnant souls, and it was too late when it realized the existence of the ghost shadow.

The shadow ghost缠绕 the ghost tiger like a giant python, no matter how hard the latter struggled, it was useless, and it was soon absorbed completely.

Ren Qing could feel that both the body of the shadow ghost and the Heavenly Dao insect in the body were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But when he wanted to let the shadow ghost continue to search for similar ghosts, the latter trembled.

Then the shadow ghost actively returned to the body.

Ren Qing's expression was uncertain, An'nan Town was full of strangeness.

Why allow a large number of remnant souls to gather?

If the ghost shadow can take this opportunity to feast, maybe the Nether function can reach the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and the Shadowless Ghost can go further.

Ren Qing's wisp of soul chose a remote corner to avoid sudden changes.

Huang Ziwan and the other two remained silent, waiting in the room with their eyes closed for Chou time to pass.

At this moment, Ren Qing noticed three or four people quietly traveling on the street.

From their appearance, it could be seen that they should be wealthy merchants in An'nan Town, all wearing brocade clothes and wearing jewelry and jade.

Because of their mortal bodies, the wealthy merchants couldn't notice the remnant souls at all, and even smashed a few with Yang energy when passing by.

They only felt a little cold in the middle of the night, and subconsciously wrapped their coats tightly.

As they got closer to their destination, the wealthy merchants' faces were full of pious fanaticism, not far away was a dilapidated Taoist temple.

Ren Qing's wisp of soul followed, using the double pupils to watch from a distance.

Hoping to figure out what exactly is going on in An'nan Town.