Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price Chapter 634

  Chapter 634 We can't tell the truth from the fake

  While Ren Qing breathed, dense patterns of heavenly patterns were revealed all over his body, which flickered with the beating of his heart, appearing extremely mysterious.

  After Tian Daosheng reached the Heavenly Paradise Realm, the pattern of the Heavenly Dao was initially imprinted on the flesh and bones, making the body and soul more closely connected.

  Ren Qing even had a feeling that his body and soul were about to merge into one.

  If Tian Daosheng wants to break through to the earth immortal, he must work hard. It is a big project that needs to be busy for hundreds of years to make the body's heaven pattern and the soul almost the same.

  He knows that once he retreats, he will probably be promoted to the Dao of Heaven before he wakes up, so he is not in a hurry to try the breakthrough of Daosheng.

  Ren Qing decided to find out about Song Zongwu's situation first. He was puzzled by the latter's failure to contact the Jail Hall.

   Even if the news of Song Zongwu and others is blocked, it will not affect their communication with Dream City, and it is not a troublesome thing to go to the world in the stomach.

  Ren Qing closed his eyes in the cave, sensing the aura of Immortal God of Jail Hall.

  Because of his familiarity with the Dream Butterfly Method, Ren Qing immediately determined the location of Da Meng Daoist, who seemed to be staying with Song Zongwu, deep in the northern mountains.

  The rest of the monks are scattered all over the world here, completely isolated from the outside world.

   "What the **** did they go through?"

  Ren Qing couldn't help muttering to himself, then restrained his breath and walked out of the cave. The entrance of the cave was a crystal clear stream, and several strange-looking beasts were drinking the water.

  Under the refraction of the sun, Ren Qing's body showed colorful colors, and then his body and soul turned into a nightmare at the same time, turning into a distorted light and shadow shape.

  He disappeared in place in an instant, shuttled through the mountains at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and went straight to the direction of Dameng Daoist.

  In order to prevent that Dameng Daoist might be avoiding some kind of danger, Ren Qing tried his best to use the Heavenly Demon Tribulation to remove the sense of existence, and the walking route was also in the wilderness, not close to medium and large towns.

  Ren Qing is driving fast all the way, and he will inevitably pass through remote mountain villages.

  A journey of hundreds of thousands of miles, according to the rules of the former world, the difference between the bodies and souls of mortals will be very obvious, and even some races are completely different.

  Shuize people and Xiangxiang people were of the same ancestry hundreds of years before joining the Jail Hall.

  It is not the case now, although in Ren Qing's cognition, they are all deformed with flesh and blood, but the life situation is surprisingly consistent.

  In the world view distorted by Yuanshi Tianzun, there is almost no obvious difference between mortals. At most, there are slight differences in height and skin color due to eating habits.

  Ren Qing deliberately took the old man whose lifespan was exhausted into the world in his stomach, hoping to see what would happen if the rules of the Dao of Heaven were different.

  As a result, he found that when the mortals from the outside world are in the world in the stomach, the alienation will gradually recover, but the cognition is still deeply ingrained, making it difficult for them to accept their own image.

  Ren Qing had an inexplicable thought that he was out of place in this world.

  He took a deep breath, mainly because he did not have the strength to change the status quo. After he was promoted to Heaven, the cause and effect of everything will be revealed.

  Ren Qing meditated to refresh himself, and was led by the ghost to the destination.

  After a few days and nights, under the guidance of the breath of the dream, the dense mountain forest came into view, and there were more than a dozen villages in the forest.

  The villagers lived and worked in peace and contentment, and were not affected by the breath of the dream.

  Ren Qing walked among the thatched huts and came to the ancestral hall near the entrance of the village. In addition to the ancestors enshrined in the past, there were also several statues of gods.

  The **** statue was obviously cast by Dameng Zhenren as a model. It is a multi-colored amorphous porcelain, indicating that Dameng Zhenren should have lived in the village for a period of time.

   Ren Qing stared at the statue for a moment, but the villagers who entered and left the ancestral hall did not notice him.

  The ghost shadows were broken into parts, forming a large pool of shadows covering the entire village, even below five kilometers.

  Ren Qing immediately discovered something strange, there was a hollow cave in the ground.

  He appeared in the cave, and there were strange paintings engraved on the surface of the surrounding stone walls. The scenes of the paintings were all distorted and disorderly.

  From the old and new of the murals, it can be seen that the mood of the person who carved the murals was normal at first, then became a little bit confused, and finally fell into unspeakable despair.

  The faint dream atmosphere in the mountains and forests is also emanating from the murals.

  Ren Qing frowned tightly, staring at the mural for a long time, until the sound of footsteps.

  The figure of the visitor is a little thin, and his movements have a feeling of lifting weights lightly. No matter how weak he is, he still looks like a sick tiger.

   "Ren Qing, long time no see."

  Ren Qing turned his head away, and Song Zong was standing not far away with a haggard face, obviously at the peak of his magical aura, but very depressed.

   "Senior Song."

   "The world is unpredictable, it is indeed a while."

  Song Zongwu shook his head with a wry smile, Ren Qing was still sharp as in his memory, it was hard to imagine that thousands of years had passed since the last time the two spoke.

  He asked directly: "Ren Qing, did Yuanshi Tianzun bring disaster?"

  Ren Qing already understood what happened to the Immortal God of the Jail Hall.

  Facing this superficially normal world, even if they can guarantee a firm understanding for thousands of years, they will inevitably doubt the authenticity of the disaster over time.

  Not to mention Song Zongwu, even Ren Qing had doubts in his heart.

  Aside from the Taoist priests of the Wuzhuang Temple, there is nothing weird about this world at all, and there is no need to care about human life in the techniques of Taoist practice.

  Ren Qing is more like a demon heretic than to practice the jailer method with harsh conditions, and he will torture himself at every turn.

  Moreover, whether cognition is a problem with the creatures of the new world or a problem with the old world, promises cannot be verified at all.

  However, Ren Qing was only at a loss for a few breaths. He firmly believed that he could set foot on the way of heaven, and there was no need to deny himself with cognition, so as not to become obsessed with it.

   Song Zongwu saw Ren Qing nodding, and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

   "That's good, the situation of Dameng is not optimistic, let's talk as we go."

"kindness."

  The two, one in front of the other, walked in a cave with a strong sense of separation. The murals are completely opposite in the two different cognitions.

   One side is towards despair, the other side is towards hope.

   "Who founded Wuzhuang Temple?"

   "Han Li."

   "He is the only one who has not been influenced by Yuanshi Tianzun, but in order to try to be promoted to Da Luo Jinxian, Han Li has been unable to contact him a hundred years ago."

   "What about the others?"

   "Two thousand years ago, a dispute between immortals and gods almost broke out in the secret hall of the jailer. Fortunately, Dameng Daoist learned about it in advance through dreams."

   "Later, the two of us used the Octagonal Immortal Locking Formation to seal the out-of-control immortal god."

   Song Zong talked about the disaster of two thousand years in a calm and expressionless manner, and Ren Qing could feel how chaotic the Jail Hall was.

  When the cognition of a **** begins to shift, even if it is locked in a closed environment, it will still fall into madness.

   "It's good that you come back, everything will be restored."

  Ren Qing patted Song Zongwu on the shoulder, and it was conceivable that Song Zongwu was almost the only one fighting against Dameng Daoist after he lost control.

  Han Li hadn't reached Daluo True Immortal, so he couldn't even ban the Immortal God.

   Song Zong Wu also did not choose to return to the world in the stomach. At that time, the Three Realms were not very peaceful, and he was afraid of bringing disasters to the world in the stomach.

  Ren Qing listened to Song Zongwu's description, and the two came to the end of the cave unknowingly.

   Song Zongwu had a complex expression, the cave was shrouded in dazzling light and countless chains.

  The chains hung Dameng Daoist in the center of the cave, and the uncontrollable howling of pain could still be heard from time to time.

   Dameng Daoist has turned into two parts, like a monster with two heads.

  The left half is flesh and blood made of light and shadow, and the right half is a weak-looking scholar.

   Dameng Daoist struggled continuously, trying to separate his body completely, but under the action of the fairy body, the injury slowly healed.

  He endured the torture of tearing his body and soul apart, which lasted for thousands of years.

   Song Zongwu tried many times to help Dameng Daoist, but no matter what means he used, he couldn't suppress the alienation of his body and soul.

"who…"

"who is it?!"

   Dameng Daoist opened his eyes, and looked at Ren Qing with burning eyes.

  The cave fell silent in an instant, Dameng Daoist's pain seemed to be wiped away, and he gasped violently in relief.

  From the perspective of a scholar's head, Ren Qing looks ordinary, just like the gifted monk he has known for thousands of years

  From the perspective of the light and shadow head, Ren Qing's image turned out to be a tall and straight tree of heaven. Even though some branches are slightly deformed, overall, there is an indescribable immensity.

   "It's me, Ren Qing."

  Ren Qing waved his hand, the chains were broken, Dameng Daoist half-kneeled on the ground, his two heads looked at each other, but no one could do anything to the other,

   "Ren Qing, you are here..."

   Dameng Daoist couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, the millennium torment was finally over, even though the body and soul were still in a split state.

   With the help of the Heavenly Dao Tree, Ren Qing communicated with the Heavenly Immortal in Dameng Daoist's body, and barely suppressed the latter's body and soul that was about to collapse.

   Song Zongwu took the initiative to leave the cave because he was afraid that Dameng Daoist would deteriorate because of himself.

  Ren Qing did not wait for Dameng Daoist to speak, and said first: "I understand what you are worried about Dameng. Whether Yuanshi Tianzun brought disaster is actually meaningless."

   "Sooner or later we will see what is behind after the sky is torn apart."

  Ren Qing also seems to be reminding himself that he must not be promoted because of the influence of cognition. Only detachment is the path to seek the truth.

  Realist Dameng couldn't help laughing, realizing that Ren Qing was no longer willing to be under the law of heaven, and his worries were really meaningless.

   "Ren Qing, take me back to the world in my stomach, I can't calm down here."

"good."

  Ren Qing sent Dameng Daoist to the bottom of the Heavenly Dao tree in the world in his stomach, and the latter continued to comprehend the Heavenly Dao with his legs crossed, which also attracted the attention of others.

   Immortal gods soon recognized Dameng Daoist's identity.

  They hadn't confirmed the rumors that Ren Qing had ended his retreat, but now that they saw Dameng Daoist, how could they still not understand.

  The Immortal God is about to return to his throne, and Ren Qing will eventually climb to the top of the mountain.

   Dameng Daoist was indeed only the first to return to the world in the stomach, and Song Zongwu, Mu Yi, Li Yaoyang, ghouls, etc. appeared one after another.

  Even if they were seriously injured, the rest of the monks had to admit it.

   This group of immortals represents the most prosperous era of the Jail Hall. Even if there are occasional monks in later generations who survive the heavenly calamity, the number of immortals is not as high as when the group of immortals competed for the throne.

  Compared to the weakening of Xiandao, the Shinto in the stomach world has been snowballing.

  Even if the number of places in the Shinto seal is very limited, there are still a large number of incense immortals in the immortal class for tens of thousands of years in the world in the stomach.

  The Heavenly Palace is composed of countless small worlds, and the Heavenly Court where the Incense and Fire Immortal lives occupies a quarter of the Heavenly Palace.

   It's not because Ren Qing delegated power to the Heavenly Court, but because the Heavenly Dao Tree will weigh the pros and cons.

  When the number of incense and fire immortals increases, the area of ​​the heaven will also be expanded to prevent the heaven from being overcrowded.

   As a result, today's heaven has been divided into nine heavens.

  They used the strength of the incense fairy's use of the priesthood as a basis to delineate the scope of the incense fairy's activities.

  The former third heaven is the residence of the Earth Bound Immortal.

  Earth-bound immortals refer to the incense immortals who have just ascended. In order to maintain the stability of the incense in the mortal world, they must use their consciousness to descend to the earth every now and then.

  The middle third heaven is the residence of Yu Huaxian.

  The Feather Immortals already have a fixed belief. Their fame is spread in the Three Realms, and they are immortal gods recorded in myths and legends.

  As long as the creatures of the three realms don't forget them, even if there is no temple, Yuhuaxian doesn't need to spend a lot of energy to obtain incense.

  The upper two heavens are the Sun and Moon Immortals.

  Sun and Moon Immortals are the first batch of Incense and Fire Immortals in the Immortal Class.

  Their images in the Three Realms have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, including the twelve solar terms, worshiping the rain, worshiping the stove king, inviting matchmakers...

   As long as the Sun and Moon Immortals don't die, causing the Heavenly Dao Tree to forcibly kill them, the Divine Dao Seal will almost last forever. There are several cultivation bases, and the world in the stomach is comparable to the Da Luo Jinxian.

  In the last heaven of the Heavenly Palace, the Incense Immortal deliberately left it to Ren Qing, so he built a magnificent palace, accompanied by beautiful scenery and immortal beasts.

  The long-term comfort makes Heaven no longer be prepared for danger in times of peace.

  Even the incense fairies in the heavenly court have already regarded the Three Realms as their possessions. When they learned that the ancient gods and gods have returned one after another, they will inevitably panic.

  So much so that Ren Qing noticed that Heavenly Court was secretly testing the immortal monks, trying to figure out the reason for the return of the ancient gods.

  Ren Qing was too lazy to explain to them, let alone civil strife at a critical moment.

  With a thought in his mind, the Heavenly Dao Tree shook slightly, and the incense and fire immortals in the heavenly court immediately noticed the strangeness of the Heavenly Dao Tree.

  Shinto's reliance on the Heavenly Dao Tree far exceeds that of Immortal Dao.

  The heavenly court immediately boiled, and the consciousness of countless incense and fire immortals left the small world, but they were horrified to find that the heavenly court was completely sealed off.

  On the clouds of the Second Heaven, the four Sun and Moon Immortals who ruled the Heavenly Court trembled from the aura revealed by the Heavenly Dao Tree.

  No matter what the cultivation level of Shinto is, they are just borrowers of the rules of Heaven.

  The Heavenly Dao Tree controls the killing power of the Incense Immortal, and the Heavenly Court doesn't even have the strength to resist.

  Ren Qing glanced across the heavenly court, raising troops for a thousand days and using them for a while. After the supreme demon descends, the heavenly realm is likely to start a protracted war.

  If he is promoted to the Dao of Heaven, he will inevitably be involved.

   It is not enough to rely on the monks of the Immortal Dao's Jail Hall, the Divine Dao's Heavenly Court must participate, and it is almost time for the Xianghuo Immortal to contribute.

   "Thousands of years later, the battle of the heavens."

  Ren Qing immediately left the Heavenly Court, leaving behind the immortals in the Heavenly Court who looked at each other in blank dismay, and a door leading to the Dream City.

  He allowed Heavenly Court to intervene in Dream City, because he wanted Heavenly Court to absorb the experience in refining weapons from the Jail Hall and forge large-scale war machines.

  The world in the stomach will prepare for a war for the next ten thousand years.

  (end of this chapter)

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