The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing waited patiently, while continuing to expand the cave further inward, focusing most of his energy on the world within his stomach.

He didn't plan to craft a body for the Moonfall Pseudo-dragon, after all, flesh puppets couldn't be made overnight.

Moreover, Ren Qing's goal was to steal lifespan through the Moonfall Pseudo-dragon.

The Moonfall Pseudo-dragon could already be considered an independent being, and the dream seed could be abandoned at any time, so it didn't seem to involve Ren Qing at all.

The opportunity came quickly.

………

Dark clouds covered the sky, and a drizzle fell softly.

On this day, tens of thousands of refugees lined up on the mountain road, heading towards the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive.

Leading the group was a gaunt old monk, who could only continue forward with the support of the monks beside him.

Almost eighty to ninety percent of these tens of thousands of refugees were monks, and the pain in their bodies could not hide the piety in their eyes.

Most of the rest were the old, the young, and women, but there were also thousands of bandits mixed in, exuding a baleful aura that showed no trace of goodness.

The bandit leader, Black Tiger, looked impatient and strode up to the leading old monk, grabbing him directly with his thick right hand.

"Old Monk Kudu, when will we finally reach the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven, where fine wine and delicacies abound?"

The so-called Heaven-Beyond-Heaven was said to be the legendary Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Buddhist scriptures recorded that the beings of the Heavenly Dao resided in the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven, possessing great power and divine abilities, and their environment and rewards were superior to those of other beings, hence the meaning of superior joy and superior body.

The monks looked angry and wanted to stop Black Tiger's actions, but they had not eaten for more than half a month and had no strength to resist.

They were kicked to the ground by the other bandits, followed by a beating.

Old Monk Kudu put his hands together, then closed his eyes and said, "We still need to travel for half a day, this poor monk can feel the call from Buddhism..."

"You motherfucker."

The more Black Tiger looked at Old Monk Kudu, the more he felt he was very strange, so he threw him into the grass.

"I'll give you half a day, and for every hour you're late, I'll kill one of your disciples."

"May the compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva bless us."

Old Monk Kudu struggled to get up, coughing up a mouthful of blood, but his face recovered a lot because of it.

Black Tiger felt hunger in his stomach, his eyes falling on the women in the group.

"Boss, I'm best at slaughtering humans and animals."

The bandit's eyes rolled, and he quickly and diligently grabbed a woman, holding a rusty long knife to her neck.

"Don't, don't, Dharma Master Kudu, save me!"

The woman struggled constantly, but the people traveling with her in the surrounding group were already numb to it, and even wanted to get a share.

Old Monk Kudu closed his eyes helplessly, chanting scriptures to deliver the souls of the dead.

The reason for including the bandits in the group was also a matter of necessity.

Despite the large number of monks, they were all following the content of the Buddhist scriptures, eating vegetarian food, chanting Buddhist scriptures, emptying their minds, and heading to the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven.

A thousand bandits were enough to slaughter them all.

Old Monk Kudu did not let the monks sacrifice their lives to help, after all, similar situations were common, and this world was completely a sea of suffering.

The Buddha-Heart City where he was located was full of demons and monsters, and the dangers encountered to the north would only become more terrifying, so the only option was to go to the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven.

Old Monk Kudu covered his head with his hands, and the disasters he had encountered surged like a storm.

Demons would launch riots every fifty years, corpses piled up like mountains, blood dyed the lakes red, and flattened hair was like a carpet.

It was as if they were forcibly driving mortals to the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven.

Old Monk Kudu let out a scream, then he reached out and dug out his eyes, and pierced his ears with wooden sticks, only then feeling better.

"Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva above, this disciple should not have had evil thoughts."

Old Monk Kudu wanted to use not hearing and not seeing to fight against his inner demons, which made Black Tiger feel a chill down his spine, and he couldn't help but frown.

Black Tiger muttered a few curses, then threw the woman away, unbuttoning his belt and walking towards the nearby bushes.

He wasn't feeling pity, mainly because he was frightened by Old Monk Kudu's madness.

Thinking that it should only be half a day's journey to the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven, it wouldn't be good to increase casualties, and if he angered the Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva because of it...

What Black Tiger didn't know was that as they gradually approached the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven, the air they breathed was already mixed with Buddhist aura, and unknowingly, his violent nature had already changed.

He had just wanted to take action when he suddenly felt a gaze staring at him in the dark.

Black Tiger's face turned ugly, he subconsciously grabbed the long knife behind his back, and his footsteps kept moving towards the direction of the main force.

Kakaka Kakaka……

The sound of teeth grinding rang out.

The Moonfall Pseudo-dragon crawled out of the darkness, the dream seed on its forehead turned into double pupils, and its image became even more hideous.

"Demon, demon, demon."

Black Tiger muttered to himself, he didn't even dare to shout for help, fearing that he would be looked down upon by the other bandits, leading to instability in his position.

The Moonfall Pseudo-dragon turned into a phantom, passing through the grass and trees at an extremely fast speed.

It directly burrowed into Black Tiger's mouth, and soon disappeared into his stomach, as if it had melted into his flesh and blood, not knowing where it was hiding in his body.

Black Tiger's expression changed from fear to confusion, and finally he returned to the team as if nothing had happened, continuing to travel south with Old Monk Kudu.

Tens of thousands of refugees crossed the hillside in a mighty manner, and soon noticed the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven.

This town, like a fairy Buddha's residence, was emitting bursts of glazed and colorful light in the setting sun.

When they approached within a hundred meters, the faces of some mortals twisted, and the pain caused them to break out in large beads of sweat on their foreheads.

The Buddhist aura of the Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva was like selecting suitable materials, and it simultaneously enveloped the bodies and souls of tens of thousands of people.

"Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva!!!"

With a desperate roar, death began to spread.

First were the women, no matter how pious they were towards the Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva in their hearts, women could not set foot in the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven.

One living person after another instantly turned into minced meat, and blood splattered everywhere.

Secondly, the bandits with mixed thoughts also did not escape the erosion of the Buddhist aura, and they immediately followed in the footsteps of the women.

On the contrary, under the influence of the Moonfall Pseudo-dragon, Black Tiger's soul had lost its intelligence, so he escaped the disaster and was still safe and sound.

When the monks saw that even the bandit leader could obtain the qualification to go to the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven, they immediately felt a surge of emotions, and hundreds more lives turned into a pool of mud.

Old Monk Kudu died of exhaustion, just ten meters outside the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven.

The cognition of the mortals who could walk into the city alive had already been distorted by the Buddhist aura.

It was unknown whether these people could still be saved, but if there was a chance, it wouldn't be bad to use them to expand the population of the Eternal Imprisonment Cage.

Ren Qing breathed a sigh of relief at this, it seemed that the Moonfall Pseudo-dragon had successfully mixed into the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven.

And unlike his speculation using the Original Placenta Membrane and the Buddhist dream seed, the Moonfall Pseudo-dragon had withstood the "baptism" of the Buddhist aura and did not die, coming to the Heaven-Beyond-Heaven in a legitimate way.

If the first step went smoothly, then the chances of stealing lifespan next would naturally increase greatly.

However, what Ren Qing found strange was, why was the Buddhist aura of the Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva not as chaotic as the Buddhist aura of the Deer-Riding Arhat?

My sleep quality has been worrying these days, I can't hold on any longer, I'm going to sleep.