The Secret Way of Immortality

To observe the memories of the spore soul more meticulously, Ren Qing simply immersed his mind completely, with the ghost shadow protecting him from the outside.

At the same time, he separated hundreds of spore souls to study the details of the Corpse Bone Art.

Ren Qing knew that *** wanted to divide the Scripture of the Dead into several different techniques, and even if he didn't understand the purpose, it didn't affect his practice of the Corpse Bone Art.

He planned to make the Corpse Bone Art lean towards the direction of the Jailer Art, just like the Corpse Refinement Art.

As long as a medium similar to a strange object could be formed, it could be forcibly stripped away through the world in his stomach, so there would be no way to retreat.

Ren Qing immersed himself in the memory of the spore soul, as if he had come to a world within a mirror.

The surroundings were dim, and the spore soul's perspective upon awakening was suspended in mid-air, with a piercing pain coming from the spine.

The spore soul belonged to Ren Qing's divided soul, and when it could not sense the main soul, it would exhibit a way of thinking similar to the main body.

Ren Qing carefully felt the state of the spore soul, its body was on the verge of collapse at any moment.

The spore soul looked around, and with the vision deliberately modified by the Casket Dragon's Roar, it could see clearly even in an environment without light.

He saw tens of thousands of bodies hanging nearby, some large and some small.

The large bodies were thousands of meters long, and the small bodies were just like ordinary people. In contrast, the world in the mirror was like a slaughterhouse in the underworld.

They all had traces of corpse transformation, and were probably unknowingly affected, their bodies becoming test subjects for the Corpse Bone Art.

The bodies were all hung in the void by rusty iron chains, and blood dripped continuously from the wounds, causing the world in the mirror to be filled with blood rain.

The spore soul tried to break free for a long time, but under the strange rules of the world in the mirror, the body seemed to be firmly fixed on the iron chains.

Those bodies suspected to be in the Heavenly Guile Realm didn't even have consciousness.

If Ren Qing hadn't also mastered the ability of the Mirror Walker, the spore soul's consciousness probably wouldn't have been retained in the world in the mirror.

He had already understood the world in the mirror in advance, so he had made sufficient preparations.

The spore soul displayed the strangeness of the Casket Dragon's Roar supernatural power, and the sound of bones expanding came from the neck, followed by the gradual tearing of flesh and skin.

Within a few breaths, the clone's head actually separated from the body, turning into an independent life form, and crawled towards the ground along the corpse.

The spore soul used fleshy sprouts to support its movement, and soon came to the ground.

This state of forcibly detaching from the body could only last for most of the day, otherwise the head would die due to lack of blood supply.

The blood rain fell with a rustling sound.

The spore soul noticed that the ground was as bright as a mirror, but due to the blood congealing, it was covered with a thick layer of blood scabs.

He searched aimlessly in the world in the mirror.

Ren Qing did see buildings similar to houses in Lingxiao Taoist's memory, but the spore soul's current location was random.

He didn't force himself to obtain useful clues the first time he came to the world in the mirror.

So the spore soul mainly focused on exploring the upside-down bodies, especially those with a body length exceeding the giant Buddha corpse.

It was a pity that Ren Qing took precautions and didn't bring the ghost shadow, otherwise it would be much more convenient with the information stream.

After walking for several hours, the spore soul noticed that the iron chains of the bodies were not immutable.

The iron chains of many bodies had been corroded by rust for the most part, as if they could break at any time.

It was possible that the substitute outside was nearing death. Once the iron chain broke, the body could escape the shackles of the world in the mirror.

From the perspective of an observer, Ren Qing felt more and more strange.

There were at least hundreds of corpses bound by iron chains that were about to break, so why hadn't there been a situation of escaping the world in the mirror for more than two hundred years.

The spore soul's gaze swept over one hideous body after another. It was hard to say whether there was any residual consciousness among them.

The world in the mirror was a prison, but also a shelter.

Even if the substitute died outside, the main body would probably try to stay in the world in the mirror, resulting in the place being filled with bodies.

Just then, the spore soul seemed to sense a familiar aura, and couldn't help but rush in one direction.

A moment later, the spore soul stopped.

Ren Qing stared intently at the spore soul's memory, even though he had roughly seen the content, he was still shocked by the scene before him.

It was a seemingly ordinary old monk, even shorter than a mortal, his face covered with dense wrinkles.

Even though he was hanging upside down, he still put his hands together, and could vaguely hear him chanting the scriptures of the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva.

The goal of the Buddha Qi's entry into the Dead Man's Forbidden Zone was obviously this old monk.

Ren Qing could see from the Hundred Buddha Diagram behind the old monk that the Buddhist techniques he practiced had been perfected, and he had successfully attained the Bodhisattva fruit position.

But the drawbacks of Buddhist techniques were unavoidable.

As long as the technique reached perfection, the Buddha Qi would devour the monk's body and soul within a hundred years at most, turning it into a part of the Hundred Buddha Diagram.

In order to get rid of the fate of a Buddhist monk, the old monk came to the world in the mirror.

"Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva is above..."

As an Earth Immortal, even though his cultivation was all a wedding dress for the Buddha Qi, he still possessed the great power of a True Immortal before being devoured.

He opened his eyes and stared at the spore soul with a gaze of no joy or sorrow.

The spore soul was just a divided soul, and it didn't matter even if it died in the world in the mirror, so it miraculously didn't stay away from the old monk.

"What a clever supernatural power, to be able to control a divided soul to come to the Immortal Gate."

"Senior..."

After the old monk finished speaking, he didn't say anything more. No matter how many times the spore soul asked, he just kept his eyes closed and chanted Buddhist scriptures.

Ren Qing was slightly surprised that the old monk didn't know about ***'s existence.

But he immediately thought that if he didn't have the information stream, he probably wouldn't believe that there was a non-existent ghost in the world.

Maybe in the eyes of the old monk, the Corpse Mirror was just a special secret realm.

The spore soul was almost at the limit of leaving the body, so it planned to return to the body, but just as it left the old monk not long ago.

Crack, crack, crack, crack...

Mixed in the sound of the old monk chanting scriptures was the sound of the iron chain being overwhelmed.

A terrifying Buddha Qi emanated from the old monk's body, causing the world in the mirror to vibrate, as if it was about to be destroyed.

It was very likely that the Buddha Qi outside had found the old monk's substitute, causing the true body in the world in the mirror to have problems.

The spore soul couldn't withstand the erosion of the Buddha Qi, so it immediately went towards the body.

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Ren Qing stared intently at this memory, the flow of time seemed to slow down, and he seemed to be able to see something in the blood rain walking towards the old monk.

The iron chain binding the old monk no longer vibrated, and even the rust on the surface began to fade.

The blood rain continued, and although there was no abnormality, there was a sense of incongruity.

Ren Qing checked the picture several times in a row. Under the premonition of the Disaster Relief Art, he could be sure that it was *** who made the iron chain stable.

He seemed to be in a different plane, invisible to the naked eye, imperceptible to the soul, and even the aura of the technique was difficult to detect.

Ren Qing didn't know how *** was, but he could tell from the hastily created Corpse Refinement Art that the latter's spirit was definitely not very good.

The spore soul then returned to the body, and then the substitute outside died, and as a result, it left the world in the mirror without any hindrance.

The reason why it escaped so smoothly was because it took advantage of the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva.

Otherwise, the spore soul would probably have to use self-destruction to bring the memory to Ren Qing.

For safety's sake, he was afraid that the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva would cause subsequent troubles, so he simply let the ghost shadow spread around the Corpse Mirror, and the giant corpse Buddha also prepared to leave.

After Ren Qing digested the memory, he vaguely had a guess that *** confined himself in the world in the mirror, probably related to the Scripture of the Dead.

After a large amount of deduction by the spore soul, the content of the Scripture of the Dead was gradually being filled in.

But with *** as a lesson, directly mastering the Scripture of the Dead was probably not without risk, so it needed to be split into different techniques.

If Ren Qing wanted to figure out the cause and effect of things, it was definitely unrealistic to contact ***, then he could only advance to the Immortal Ascension Ladder himself.

But he was still short of more than three thousand years of lifespan, how could he gather it in a short time...

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, his peripheral vision looked at the still brightly lit town not far away, which contained a dozen or so Yang God Realm monks.

Anyway, they were all abandoned sons of various forces, even if they all died, it didn't matter, of course, the premise was not to involve the Jailer Hall.

Ren Qing was too lazy to consider the strategy of harvesting leeks, so he handed it over to Li Tiangang and others to plan.

He himself focused on perfecting the Corpse Bone Art.

The Corpse Bone Art was originally closely related to the Corpse Refinement Art, and with the Scripture of the Dead to refer to at any time, the efficiency of perfection was extremely high.

It didn't take a few days at all, and the Corpse Bone Art with the characteristics of the Jailer Art was freshly baked.

【Corpse Bone Art】

【Created by Ren Qing, cultivation requires nourishing the bones of the whole body with Yin Qi. Only after thirty-six days of continuous nourishment and the flesh and blood remain incorruptible can it be cultivated.】

The realm of the Corpse Bone Art is the same as the Corpse Refinement Art, both from Purple Zombie to Flying Zombie.

Ren Qing's perfection of the Corpse Bone Art was based on the Armor Plating Technique. After cultivating to the Green Zombie level, a second Corpse Core would form in the spine.

He summoned the information stream only after confirming that he could strip the technique through the Corpse Core.

【Can consume one year of lifespan to exempt the price of mastering】

Ren Qing closed his eyes to feel the abnormality of the bones, and then one year of lifespan passed in an instant.

He thought it was just a preliminary grasp of the Corpse Bone Art, and at most the bones would produce tingling, but he didn't expect an indescribable pain to come.

The bones were covered with purplish-red corpse spots as if they were rotten.

Before Ren Qing could react, the Corpse Bone Art actually autonomously advanced to the White Zombie, and Yin Qi drilled into the bones, covering them with white mold.

"Uh..."

A large number of bone spurs emerged from Ren Qing's joints, and the White Zombie only lasted for a few breaths, and in the blink of an eye, it advanced to the Green Zombie.

The bone spurs became more and more dense, and soon wrapped around the whole body.

But not as Ren Qing had predicted, the second Corpse Core was formed from the spine, but the volume of the Corpse Core in the dantian became more than three times larger.

Yin Qi swept within a few thousand meters, forming a huge invisible tornado.

Then the Corpse Bone Art advanced to the Hairy Zombie, and the hardness of Ren Qing's bones was far beyond imagination, and the Yang God Realm could no longer break the defense.

The progress of the two techniques was equal, and they would become correspondingly stronger when consuming lifespan.

Ren Qing clearly felt that he was gradually approaching immortality, but at the same time, he had a strange palpitation.

The information stream surged, and the Corpse Refinement Art and Corpse Bone Art disappeared.

【Scripture of the Dead (Remnant)】

Ren Qing's eyes flickered. With the information stream, he was confident that he could also split the Scripture of the Dead, but why did *** bother to do it?