The Secret Way of Immortality

"Putting on an act."

Could it be that the cocooned and dormant beings are not creations of ***, but come from behind the door?

Then why are similar beings gathered even outside the forbidden zone for the dead? Ren Qing always felt that Lingxiao Daoist was deliberately misleading him.

Instead of being angry, Ren Qing smiled inwardly. He had plenty of methods to extract tendons and pull out bones. Why was this Lingxiao Daoist so sure that he would admit defeat?

He suppressed his distracting thoughts and filled Lingxiao Daoist's cup with peach wine, but he sprinkled a handful of invisible deformed pathogens into the wine.

Lingxiao Daoist enjoyed this very much, picking up the wine and taking a sip.

The unique mellowness of the peach wine bloomed on his tongue, mixed with the salty and humid air of sea salt since it was taken from the sea of wine.

"Fellow Daoist, have you thought it over now? The Immortal Gate is not something one person can pry into."

Ren Qing avoided the important and dwelled on the trivial, asking, "What exactly happened two hundred years ago that caused the Immortal Gate to become deserted?

"You will understand when you get close to the Immortal Gate."

Lingxiao Daoist couldn't quite figure out Ren Qing. He wanted to use this to coerce the latter, but no matter how many times he asked, there was no loosening of his lips.

Ren Qing couldn't help but sigh, and said with a faint gaze, "Daoist, you should know about the soul-searching and soul-snatching techniques, right?"

Lingxiao Daoist seemed to have already grasped Ren Qing's weakness, shaking his head and explaining, "The alchemy technique is not an ordinary technique, it is from..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt that the flesh and blood all over his body had become extremely hot, and the five internal organs in his body seemed to be burning.

Lingxiao Daoist didn't panic, but said with a gloomy expression, "You will only find your way to death if you rashly go to the Immortal Gate."

Ren Qing asked with a smile that was not a smile, "Daoist, if you really want to be sincere, why not come in your true form? Why bother with a Taoist soldier puppet?

From beginning to end, Lingxiao Daoist was just a Taoist soldier formed from memories, so he was so unscrupulous, allowing Ren Qing to arrange hidden moves.

His soul was extremely disordered, and trying to obtain useful clues from it was like searching for a needle in a haystack.

While Ren Qing was using various methods, wasn't Lingxiao Daoist also spying?

It seems that this old Taoist priest is still thinking about peeping at the giant corpse Buddha, really treating the Jailer Hall as a soft persimmon to be pinched.

The two tore their faces, and Lingxiao Daoist no longer said much, and the aura all over his body boiled.

But before he could mobilize the true essence in his body, he felt that his body was out of control, and his flesh and blood began to appear strange and inexplicable distortions.

His ribs bulged, and deformed and useless hands and feet grew out of them; his forehead was occupied by dense eyeballs, causing the perspective in his eyes to become extremely distorted; his internal organs wriggled faintly, as if they had been given independent life...

He took a few steps back, noticing that something seemed to be hidden in the shadows in the corner of the Niwan Palace.

The ghost shadow was integrated with the dragon spine, and the huge shadow dragon head bit towards Lingxiao Daoist, who barely blocked it with true essence to protect his body.

Ren Qing stood next to the brain in the center of the Niwan Palace, watching Lingxiao Daoist appear abnormally embarrassed under the attack of the shadow dragon.

Lingxiao Daoist shouted with a resentful expression, "You don't understand the Immortal Gate at all, you don't understand what's behind the door."

"Why are you unwilling to agree? At most, sacrifice some of the monks under your command, and we can have tens of thousands of Taoist soldiers to explore the Immortal Gate..."

"It's really noisy, when did I say I wanted to enter the Immortal Gate?"

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Ren Qing's mouth.

If nothing else, the Immortal Gate in the forbidden zone for the dead is the strange door of the Disaster Elimination Technique. He carries it with him, so why bother going far away?

What Ren Qing wanted was the Dead Man Sutra, not the so-called opportunity to become an immortal and attain the Tao.

For him, longevity is immortality.

Seeing that Ren Qing was unmoved at all, Lingxiao Daoist realized that he had made a misjudgment, and a sense of inexplicable fear arose in his heart.

He could vaguely feel that the seemingly ordinary man in front of him actually had unimaginable paranoia and madness.

Lingxiao Daoist's body became more and more bloated, and many fleshy tumors grew out, absorbing nutrients from the flesh and bones.

Bang bang bang...

Immediately, the giant corpse Buddha strode forward. Whether it was Lingxiao Daoist's illusion or not, the direction was exactly where his true body was located.

He was soaked in cold sweat, realizing that if he did nothing, he would probably have to explain himself in the hands of the other party today.

Under the stimulation of the elixir poison technique, Lingxiao Daoist's flesh and blood gradually collapsed.

A faint medicinal fragrance permeated, causing Ren Qing to couldn't help but take a half step forward, and the ghost shadow suddenly fell into the desire to eat.

The main method of the alchemy technique is not to scatter beans into soldiers, but to control the elixir poison.

It's just that the drawbacks are too great, and it is easy to cause the monks to be backlashed. There have been more than one case of cannibalism among the same sect in the Alchemy Sect.

Lingxiao Daoist threw the flesh and blood to the shadow dragon at will. After the shadow dragon couldn't wait to devour it, a large number of disordered memories suddenly appeared in its consciousness.

He was obviously a little anxious. Ren Qing didn't intend to move half a step, but just standing there brought an invisible sense of oppression.

The shadow dragon's movements stagnated, and its head couldn't help but hit the meat wall of the dantian.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ren Qing's mouth. The shadow dragon was fused from ghost shadow, Heavenly Dao insect, and dragon spine. Although its intelligence was not low, it did not have the slightest soul.

It doesn't matter even if you instill more memories, the shadow dragon will soon forget everything.

As long as Ren Qing himself does not come into contact with the elixir poison, he simply cast the Heaven and Earth Dharma.

The shadows in the Niwan Palace wriggled for a while, and then several huge black beasts pounced out of it, directly surrounding Lingxiao Daoist.

The Heaven and Earth Dharma can manifest the things in the stomach world on Ren Qing's body.

Since the stomach world reached the Yang God realm, the Heaven and Earth Dharma has been further improved, and even the ghost shadow can become the medium of supernatural powers.

The beasts are transformed from the various jailers. Although they only have the strength of the Ghost Envoy realm, it is enough to delay time.

Ren Qing has already locked on to Lingxiao Daoist's body with the Blood Chaser, controlling the giant corpse Buddha to rush over quickly, preparing to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots.

Lingxiao Daoist was annoyed by the entanglement, and his expression became more and more distorted.

"Die, die, die..."

The medicinal fragrance became more intense, and spider web-like cracks appeared all over his body, and crystal clear flesh and blood seeped out of it.

Bang!!!

Only a muffled sound was heard, and Lingxiao Daoist turned into minced meat, mixed with hundreds of thousands of memories, and went towards Ren Qing.

Seeing this, Ren Qing confirmed that the elixir poison technique must obtain memories by devouring the souls of mortals or monks.

He hesitated for a few breaths, and decided to receive Lingxiao Daoist's memory. Maybe he could find the secrets of two hundred years ago from it.

Of course, Ren Qing didn't intend to use his main soul to resist the elixir poison. There were plenty of various fungal souls in the Niwan Palace.

The remaining consciousness of Lingxiao Daoist was slightly unbelievable. I don't know if it was arrogance, but Ren Qing didn't have any means of resistance.

But because he was afraid of Ren Qing, he skipped the latter and chose the giant brain.

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Before Lingxiao Daoist's consciousness fell into darkness, he saw the consternation on Ren Qing's face, and suddenly a trace of joy arose in his heart.

The giant corpse Buddha's footsteps stopped.

The moment the brain came into contact with the elixir poison, the whole body turned gray-black, and the blood vessels on the surface continued to appear congested and burst.

"I'm still worried about the container for storing memories."

The soul of the main brain of the giant corpse Buddha is relatively weak, coupled with the erosion of the cerebral palsy pathogen, it is naturally impossible to be affected by the elixir poison.

The ghost shadow at the bottom of Ren Qing's feet completely cut off the brain, threw it into the stomach world for confinement, and used it to digest the memories in it.

The secondary brain then replaced the main brain to control the body of the giant corpse Buddha, and continued to move forward.

Then, under the stimulation of the bladder rebirth technique, the main brain began to grow again, but it will take some time to fully recover.

A moment later, Ren Qing saw where Lingxiao Daoist's body was located.

Lingxiao Daoist had completely become an indescribable flesh and blood vegetation, with branches pieced together from hands and feet, and heads hanging on it.

Under the drive of the alchemy technique, the area of the flesh and blood vegetation was gradually shrinking, and a seed of more than ten meters could be seen in the center, indicating that Lingxiao Daoist was ready to escape and leave.

But he never expected that, apart from Ren Qing himself, there was not a single complete soul inside and outside the giant corpse Buddha.

The branches were combined with each other to form Lingxiao Daoist's face, and the aura of the Yang God realm was unscrupulously vented, causing the earth to shake.

In Ren Qing's view, the cultivation level shown by Lingxiao Daoist was at least equivalent to the level of the Wusheng Immortal, and it was accompanied by a strange and inexplicable elixir poison.

He confirmed that Lingxiao Daoist's consciousness was still sound, and wanted to continue to ask a few more questions.

"Only the alchemy path is supreme."

Lingxiao Daoist roared, and the vegetation rolled towards the giant corpse Buddha.

Even now, he still couldn't forget the giant corpse Buddha, and the vegetation desperately drilled into the flesh and bones, and released a strange medicinal property.

It was clearly trying to refine the giant corpse Buddha into a Taoist soldier.

"I want to go to the Immortal Gate, I want to become an immortal and attain the Tao, the body is also mine..."

Lingxiao Daoist's voice became more and more crazy, and he would occasionally turn into Fire Dragon Child or Xuan Chengzi, and his soul had been eroded by the elixir poison.

He was still making unrealistic fantasies.

Ren Qing shook his head helplessly, signaling the artifact spirit to let the giant corpse Buddha go all out.

The flesh-related jailer technique covered by the muscle-enhancing pathogen is the Vajra Body, and suddenly the skin and flesh turned bronze, bone spurs grew out of the spine, and soon bone armor covered the whole body.

The oil liver spat out a fire dragon, easily burning off the roots of the vegetation.

With a press of his fist, the ground was sunken by more than ten meters, and the vegetation in the range turned to ashes.

Although the giant corpse Buddha is not as good as a land immortal, it is at least a heavenly monster, and with a wave of his hand, the Youyuan dissolved a large area of vegetation.

His arm was inserted into his lungs, and a flesh sword hundreds of meters long was pulled out.

"How can, how can, you a mere..."

Lingxiao Daoist became incoherent, and countless struggling human faces were revealed on the outside, like vengeful spirits chasing after their lives.

The vengeful spirits represent the memories of others in Lingxiao Daoist's body, and began to turn against the guest.

The sound of teeth gnawing sounded.

Lingxiao Daoist tried to suppress the backlash of the elixir poison, but it was obviously of no avail, after all, it contained the memories of tens of thousands of people.

"Don't kill me, if I don't eat your souls, the Alchemy Sect will not be able to escape the purge, I will let you live again."

Clearly there was only Lingxiao Daoist's soul, but it gave Ren Qing the illusion that tens of thousands of souls were mixed in it, and a collapse trend appeared.

"Don't kill me, only if I become an immortal and attain the Tao, can I rebuild the mountain gate."

Just as the giant corpse Buddha was driving the flesh and blood flying sword, explosions came from all over Lingxiao Daoist's body, and flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

Under Ren Qing's gaze, this Taoist who had swallowed all the disciples of the sect was actually ruined in the massive chaotic memories.

Leaving only a golden pill that made the strange object eager to move.

The surface of the golden pill has been broken, and the exposed inner part is indeed brain-shaped, exuding an alluring rich medicinal fragrance.

Ren Qing put the golden pill into the stomach world, and stopped the collapse trend with vitality.

With the golden pill and the main brain, he should be able to see what happened two hundred years ago.