MTL - Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price-Chapter 586 Immortal Buddha is dead, heaven should stand (two in one)

  Chapter 586 Immortal Buddha is dead, heaven should stand (two in one)

  The hunting that has never been done before is carried out on the land of the stable.

  Most of the monks obtain the black goat fur, which is only refined for emergency needs, but some monks do choose to set foot in the Buddhist world to explore the opportunities.

  Although the resources in the Buddhist world are scarce, some monks have found that the ashes after the corpses are burned out can suppress the alienation of the body and soul out of control.

  This material has the same effect as Weichen, but the effect is weaker.

   Loose cultivators wandered in groups of threes and twos with a clear division of labor, and placed trigger-type magic weapons on the soles of their feet every few meters they walked.

  The magic weapon can make a noisy sound to attract the attention of the black goat.

   It's just that the refining of the magic weapon is relatively rough, so once the black goat detects it, it will be completely destroyed in a moment.

  After arranging the magical instruments skillfully, they put light-weight charms on their legs, trying to make the walking as silent as possible.

  Someone in the casual cultivator is obviously responsible for listening to the sound. After all, the corpse will be accompanied by the sound of the wooden fish knocking. In the silent darkness, it is still easy to distinguish.

  When the target was locked, they did not communicate with each other. They came to the corpse in tacit understanding, and then each lifted the limbs of the corpse and walked quickly to the edge of the Buddhist realm.

  The reason why he understands the rules of the Buddhist world so well is all thanks to the Jail Hall.

  The Jail Hall has already penetrated the outer five hundred miles of the Buddhist world, and if it goes deeper, it is limited to the limitations of the black goat vestment.

   There is no need to worry about the exhaustion of corpse salary, this kind of weird resource will continue to appear.

  Like a malignant tumor growing in the Buddhist world, it forms a relationship of mutual generation and mutual restraint with the black goat, and it is secretly inducing others to come in.

  After figuring out the rules of the Buddhist world, the Jail Hall deliberately spread it through word of mouth in the black market where casual cultivators haunt, otherwise no casual cultivators would dare to set foot.

   Even the effect of the ashes of the dead body was actually discovered by Ren Qing.

  Ren Qing speculates that Dingguang Buddha is likely to continue to expand the Buddhist world after completing his transformation. No matter whether the layout is useful or not, we should prepare in advance to avoid sudden events.

  The bonfire distorted the air, and the gray-white flames kept beating.

   All the casual cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, and each took off the black goat cassock that was stuck to their bodies, and the skin still felt a tearing pain.

  If the black goat cassock is worn for too long, it will gradually melt into the skin, and even connect with the blood vessels. A little carelessness may leave a layer of flesh.

  Their cassocks are not complete, and every time they take off their clothes, they will get bloody, and they need to apply healing ointment immediately.

  As casual cultivators, they have no money at all to purchase black goat robes.

  The shoddy robes are made up of fragments of fur, which should be the scraps left by the craftsmen when refining the robes.

  By the campfire, they regained some courage and chatted in a low voice.

   All they talked about was negative news about the deterioration of the situation. After all, in just a few years, there have been real immortal Buddhas born one after another.

  Nowadays, even earth immortals and above are no longer rare, how can mortals protect themselves.

  Many forces have been secretly digging refuge caves, wanting to hide underground and avoid the disaster that will last for an unknown period of time.

  Of course, disasters will definitely be accompanied by opportunities, and the reshuffle of big and small forces can make it possible for casual cultivators to rise.

   "Yue Lao Wu, what is that?!"

  Pang Tong, who was in charge of security in the team, looked nervous and couldn't help shouting out, causing countless black goats around him to riot.

  It seems that there is a black mist surging, which is the invisible black goat hitting the light.

   "What are you doing, silence."

  Yue Laowu frowned and looked at the bonfire whose consumption rate was soaring, and quickly reached out to cover Pang Tong's mouth, and followed the other's pointing eyes.

"This…"

  He gasped, because the technique he mastered was pupil technique, relying on the light of the campfire, he could barely see a range of ten meters.

  Yue Laowu noticed that Youdao walked through the darkness as if no one was around.

  If he admits his mistake, it should be a black goat unique to the stables, but its body is at least two meters long, and there are two long and narrow dragon horns on its head.

  The black goats in the Buddhist world are affected by Dingguang Buddha's energy, and their body shapes are colorless, phaseless and amorphous, and they are closer to the rumored supreme demon.

  The black goat transformed by Ren Qing is different, he obviously has a physical body.

  Although the Buddha Realm is bordered by the animal pen, no one knows why there is a black goat in the animal pen, which seems to indicate some connection.

  The black goat glanced back at the burning bonfire, then quickened its pace.

  Yue Laowu swallowed his saliva, packed his things without thinking, and planned to leave the Buddhist world immediately, otherwise he would not know how he died.

  Some of them practiced the fire attribute technique. They opened their mouths to absorb a little bonfire, and their teeth swelled, like glowing jade.

  The casual cultivator hurriedly put on his cassock and escaped from the Buddhist world with the help of the breath of the corpse.

   "Alin, don't look at it, be careful that your life is in danger..."

  Yue Laowu noticed that a monk was inadvertently lagging a few steps behind, and immediately reminded him.

  They are actually only a few minutes away from escaping the Buddha Realm, but if they are alone, it is easy to get lost in the darkness.

  Alin nodded with a dull expression, then quickened his pace.

  His bare skin is blue-purple. It is obvious that he is practicing the Dead Man's Sutra, which is not unusual among casual cultivators.

  Ren Qing chose to approach the team because of A Lin. In his eyes, the opponent was likely to be controlled by Wuming.

  He just wanted to see how Wuming would behave in the face of the Buddhist world.

  When Ren Qing was wearing a skin, Black Goat no longer cared about it, but promotion in the skin was indeed an unavoidable trouble.

  The skin is stuck in the consummation of the warrior realm, no matter how much he absorbs the breath of the demon, he can't shake the solid bottleneck.

  Ren Qing spit out a strong heavenly demon breath from his mouth and nose, mainly because the breath of heavenly demon that Menghua can digest is limited, and the skin can only absorb one-tenth of it.

   With the skin of a martial artist, it is difficult to support Jingzhou.

  Ren Qing realized that the skin may collapse if you are not careful, and the erosiveness of the demonic breath is vividly displayed.

  He tried many methods, but none of them worked for the skin.

  The skin is between a magic weapon and a living being, and it doesn't have the advantages of both at all. Instead, it seems to take into account the shortcomings of both.

  After a monk breaks through the bottleneck of the realm, his body and soul will experience the baptism of life leap, otherwise he will not be able to carry high-level spells.

   And the magic weapon is not a living thing, so it needs external force to help itself transform.

  For example, the crafty weapon refining method created by Ren Qing, which can make ordinary magical weapons have the conditions for multiple transformations.

  Ren Qing wanted to incorporate a trick into the skin, but there is no jailer method that fits the breath of the demon.

  Or forcibly promoted, swallowing a large amount of heavenly demon breath in an instant, and then changing the ghost immortal rank to a higher human immortal rank or earth immortal rank.

  The theory is feasible, but I am afraid that the skin will not be able to control the excessive demonic breath, which will lead to flesh and blood and become a real black goat.

  Ren Qing fell into deep thought, and continued to travel for more than a dozen miles. His skin had already reached its capacity before he knew it, and the demonic aura gradually began to lose control.

  He passed the immortal post and found that the skin sac became extremely active.

  Ren Qing felt a little helpless, so he had to try to refine the skin bag into a strange body device, and try to pick some strange things that fit the black goat.

   If the skin can't be promoted upwards, he can only rely on Menghua to go to Jingzhou.

  If there are enough dream flowers, they can also block the erosion of the heavenly demon's breath, but there is no such thing as an incarnation of a black goat.

  Ren Qing is wearing a skin bag, even if he casts spells, he will not attract black goats.

  He found an open space to light a bonfire, and the ghost under his feet spat out piles of corpses, which were collected along the way.

  However, Ren Qing is now a full six hundred miles away from the outside world, and every breath of the bonfire consumes two corpses, and the stock will not last long.

  He consciously came to the Treasure Pavilion in the world in his stomach, and all kinds of strange things came into view.

   In addition, there are several bookshelves full of books, all of which are taboo spells that cannot be passed on to the outside world, and can easily provoke killing.

  Ren Qing couldn't help thinking about it, and suddenly remembered the beast pen method he had obtained.

  【Enchanting Art】

  【The art of entering the gods was created by the supreme demon. To practice, you need to use the body as firewood to ignite the spiritual flames of the soul, absorb the remains of the demon, and abandon your body to refine your soul. 】

  At the beginning, Tian Daozi fell into the abyss forever because of the magic of entering the gods, and finally became a part of the supreme demon.

  Although Ren Qing revived Tian Daozi in the stomach world, it was just a pseudo-soul conceived by the remnant soul, and it is hard to say whether he has the memory of his life.

  He hesitated for a moment, and decided to read the content of the magic spell.

  If the skin can be controlled, the problem of being unable to be promoted can be solved by saying nothing. Ren Qing controls the black goat skin in disguise.

  Ren Qing took a copy of the magic spell and examined it carefully by the campfire.

   Thousands of bacteria souls in Niwan Palace are also analyzing the content of the magic spell.

  He hadn't seriously studied ecstasy before, and his impression was that the beast pen method burns the body to alienate the soul.

   But unexpectedly, the beast pen method is more complicated than imagined.

  How should I put it, the beast pen method is very similar to the divine strike technique of the previous life.

  At the same time, some souls will become immortals and move closer to the imaginary immortals, and the Supreme Demon will take the opportunity to assimilate.

  The one who enters the divine art is the "ghost golden sheep" of the twenty-eight constellations. Maybe the image of the "sheep" is more in line with the moral deity.

  Ghost Jinyang is also known as Yugui, and Yugui is frightened by the owner, so it is very fierce.

   "The four stars of ghosts are called ghosts. They are the heads and eyes of Suzaku. The center of the ghost is white like powder. It is called a corpse. It is called a sky corpse. It is like a cloud and not a cloud, like a star and not a star. It just sees the breath."

  The information recorded in ancient books is very loaded with black goats, and Yu also means "public", so Yugui can be understood as the meaning of all ghosts.

  Ren Qing hesitated for a moment, then put on his skin bag and extinguished the bonfire.

  His consciousness came to the world in the stomach, and came to the mountain guarded by Tian Daozi. The tranquility and peace in the village are not directly proportional to the Buddhist world.

  The statue of Tian Daozi stands firmly at the head of the village, protecting mortals from being attacked by wild animals.

  Chen Changsheng had already been reincarnated, his soul disappeared in a very mysterious way, and he could only solve the mystery of the womb by himself.

  Tian Daozi remained unmoved, as if he didn't have any intelligence at all.

  Ren Qing wanted to ask Tian Daozi about his views on the magic technique, so his consciousness came to the mountain village in the appearance of Wuwei Taoist Huang Qi.

  The village lived a life isolated from the outside world, and traces of spells could be seen everywhere. It should be Tian Daozi's use of his immortal post.

  For example, the spring on the mountainside is connected to a tributary of a water source in the mountain.

  Theoretically speaking, it should have dried up five years ago, and villagers would have to go to the lake twenty miles away to get water.

  Lakes are definitely not as safe as springs, after all, wild animals in the forest also go to drink.

  Under the action of Tian Daozi, the spring still continuously obtains spring water, but the branch is changed very cleverly.

  Because of the blessing of Tian Daozi, the self-sufficient mountain village has no worries about food and clothing.

  Under the premise of no pressure to survive, the villagers live a very simple life, and they can even keep their doors open at night.

   "Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent..."

  Ren Qing watched as a scholar in the village packed his bags, bid farewell to his family, and walked to a town hundreds of miles away, intending to obtain fame.

  The scholar heard a shimmering firefly over his shoulder.

  That was transformed by Tian Daozi's aura. Although the other party did not practice spells, he limitedly provided a similar method of speaking.

  Tian Daozi is like a wandering child's parents until he sends the scholar out of the mountains.

  Ren Qing taught Dao Dao Dao Tao to Tian Daozi at the beginning, not because he wanted the latter to practice, but because he could use this technique to comprehend the post of immortality.

  He suddenly felt a little guilty for disturbing Tian Daozi.

  Before Wuwei Taoist Temple was destroyed, Tian Daozi ruled the entire Jingzhou, and what he yearned for should be the life of passing on the Taoism to his descendants. Shouldn't he disturb the other party?

  Ren Qing stood at the entrance of the village for a long time, and finally planned to withdraw his consciousness.

  At this moment, countless fireflies gathered on the statue of Tian Daozi, and an old white-haired Taoist priest came out of the statue.

   "Tao begets Dao, inaction Dao..."

  The villagers turned a blind eye to the vision of the mountain **** statue, as if only Ren Qing could see it.

  Tian Daozi looked at Ren Qing with a smile, his eyes were full of indescribable complexity, which Ren Qing had only seen in his long-dead mother.

  Ren Qing opened his mouth hesitantly to speak, and finally choked out a sentence: "Master, luckily, the orthodoxy is still there."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

   Tian Daozi stroked his white beard, shaking with laughter.

  His memory seems to be returning to the closed cave, prying open the coffins of Jingzhou people, trying to find the possibility of breaking the law of heaven, but the result is endless despair.

  Tian Daozi's life was much more tragic than that of Chen Changsheng.

  He has been living in a lie. Since he first set foot on the road of cultivation, he is actually a puppet chosen by Immortal Ford, and even his consciousness has been subtly changed.

  Until he came into contact with the Beast Pen Technique, which Chen Changsheng sneered at, Tian Daozi practiced it without hesitation in order to gain control of his body and soul.

  I want to fight for a chance to get rid of the Heavenly Dao Worm for the tens of thousands of Taoist disciples.

  The ending Ren Qing already knew that in front of Immortal Fudedi, even if Tian Daozi used the beast pen method, he could not change anything.

   "Huang Qi, how have you been all these years?"

   "Master, this disciple has already set foot in the Heavenly Paradise Realm, and he is seeking immortality."

  Tian Daozi said gratifiedly: "It's really good, but it's a pity that the master is a soul body, otherwise you can drink with me for a while."

   "My disciple will drink with you."

  Although Tian Daozi is not in the Yangshen realm, he is the person Ren Qing admires the most.

  He has been fighting against heaven, immortals, and people all his life, and almost got rid of the control of real immortals by relying on limited means.

  Ren Qing put the immersion technique behind him, and with a wave of his hand, a wooden table appeared under the banyan tree, with a few dishes of side dishes and a few taels of fine wine on it.

  The food and wine are all transformed by the toe separation technique, not only the taste is almost the same as the real one, but also can help Tian Daozi stabilize his soul and body.

  Tian Daozi sat down happily, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

  The spicy wine surged on the tip of the tongue, but when it fell down the throat and into the stomach, it turned into the most refreshing nectar.

   "Good wine, what's it called?"

   "Drunk and dreaming of death."

   "Drunk, dreamed, dead... drunk, dreamed..."

  Tian Daozi muttered with confused eyes, Ren Qing didn't know what he was thinking, probably recalling his past memories.

  The two were silent, and in the end it was Tian Daozi who spoke first.

   "Huang Qi, let's talk about the Taoism of Wuwei these years."

  Ren Qing understands that after all, Tian Daozi is a fake soul transformed from a remnant soul, his memory must be incomplete, and it is not easy to recover his intelligence.

   "We must start with a monk named Ren Qing. He is Chen Changsheng's descendant and a member of the Jail Hall..."

  Ren Qingshe discarded the information that shouldn’t be said, and started talking about it when he was still a fire worker, interspersed with things about Wuwei Taoism.

  Tian Daozi's expression changed a few times. Knowing the tragic situation of Jingzhou being ruled by Tiandao insects, he couldn't help drinking several cups of drunkenness.

  But at least the orthodoxy is preserved, and with the help of the Jail Hall, it is still free from the Heavenly Dao Worm.

  The boulder in Tian Daozi's heart fell, he coughed repeatedly under the stimulation of the drink, and finally took a long breath of alcohol.

  He raised the wine glass above his head, watched the rising full moon and said, "Respect Ren Qing."

   "Respect Ren Qing..."

  Ren Qing made the same action, and the two looked at each other and couldn't help smiling. There are many things that don't need to be said clearly, everything is silent.

   "Master, shall I take you to see the current situation of Wuwei Taoist Temple?"

  Tian Daozi seemed to be away from home for several years, but he was a little unsure whether he should agree or not.

   Seeing this, Ren Qing immediately performed the toe-off technique, and the wooden table quickly lifted to the sky, and it disappeared into the clouds in the blink of an eye, as if the full moon was close at hand.

  Before Tian Daozi could react, they came to Tiandao Palace.

  The rich You Yuan rushes toward us, and an incomparably magnificent town is not far away, and its area is at least ten times the size of Wuwei City.

   Tens of thousands of Taoist disciples stepped on flying swords and walked through the air.

  The city is full of traffic, and the Taoist robes of Taoist disciples are embroidered with the words "Tao Sheng Tao".

  No matter what the main technique is, they will always also learn the netherworld insect technique, and the shadows will take on the appearance of the heavenly insect.

   In the center of the town, there are statues thousands of meters away.

  The statue is exactly what Tian Daozi looks like, with long hair spread out at the back of his head, and a permanent pride on his face, with one hand pointing to the sky and the other to the ground.

  If it wasn't for Tian Daozi's soul body, he might already be in tears at this time.

   What he was looking for back then was not the orthodoxy that was independent of the Daoist, but now seeing the realization of future generations, the greatest long-cherished wish in his heart has been realized.

  Tian Daozi was suddenly unwilling, he wanted to see the future of Wuwei Taoist Temple.

  And what kind of horror is that Fudedixian buried in Jingzhou? He will compete with the disciples of the same generation in Wuwei Taoist Temple again.

  Ren Qing canceled the toe-off operation, and the two returned to the banyan tree in the mountain village.

   No need for him to say anything, Tian Daozi took the initiative to say: "Huang Qi, after I choose a mountain **** to succeed me, I will be reincarnated."

  Tian Daozi looked at the children who were playing after dinner. His disciples also joined Wuwei Taoist Temple when they were Daotong.

  Now he is the only one being controlled by the Heavenly Dao Insect, so I am afraid that he will accept the established fate.

   "Okay, the disciple waits for the master."

  Based on Tian Daozi's practice experience, it is not difficult to retrace the path to advance to the Yang God Realm, and even if the foundation is solid, there is a chance to hit the Heavenly Paradise Realm.

   "The disciple taught the technique..."

   "No need, when I solve the mystery of the womb, I will find the orthodoxy of Wuwei Taoism, and it will not take a few years."

  Ren Qingneng could foresee that, at the time flow rate of the world in his stomach, Tian Daozi might have returned to the Yang God Realm within a few decades of the outside world.

  He didn't continue to hide it, and poured wine for Tian Daozi: "Master, do you still remember the beast pen method?"

   Tian Daozi's pupils dilated, and the broken memories gradually formed a whole.

  The pain from instinct made him tremble all over, and the torture of the beast pen method to the body and soul is endless.

  After the tolerance for pain is improved, the animal pen method will intensify, until the monk's spirit collapses, and the supreme demon takes advantage of it.

   "Huang Qi!"

   "Don't touch the Beast Pen Method, it's even weirder than the Heavenly Dao Method."

  Tian Daozi said seriously, now he realizes how naive he was back then, the supreme demon can eat up all living beings.

   "I don't want to practice. The current situation in the outside world requires the animal pen method."

  Ren Qing told Tian Daozi that Dingguang Buddha had turned into a demon, and he also used the fur of a black goat to make a magic weapon to resist the breath of the demon.

  After hearing this, Tian Daozi frowned tightly.

   "My memory is too fragmented. I should have obtained the ecstasy method from the animal pen, but I have completely forgotten the details."

   "Before reincarnation, Chen Changsheng once went to Xinghua Village to find me. At that time, we actually talked about ecstasy. We both practiced it."

  Ren Qing hurriedly asked: "What is the core of ecstasy?"

   "Hiss..."

  Tian Daozi fell into a daze holding the wine glass, and replied after a while: "According to Huang Qi, all immortals and gods have immortal positions, but the supreme demon may be the exception."

   "The ecstasy method is to visualize an existence that is close to the supreme demon. After mastering it, it will attract the breath of the demon to descend and become the soul of the body."

  Ren Qing licked his lips: "Master, you mean..."

   "If you don't visualize the ghost golden sheep, can you avoid the disadvantages of the animal pen method?"

  Tian Daozi lost his voice, smiled and said: "If you don't visualize the ghost golden sheep, is that still the animal pen method, unless Huang Qi can find an existence similar to the supreme demon."

  Existence similar to the Supreme Demon...

  Ren Qing couldn't help but think deeply, with the information flowing, the perfection of the animal pen method is still sure, at least not afraid that there will still be disadvantages.

  He didn't know what the Supreme Demon and Dingguang Buddha were going to do again, but there was certainly no force that could stop the upheaval.

  If it is possible to create a beast pen method that is different from the supreme demon, maybe it can be like a duck to water in the disaster that is sweeping the world.

   "Huang Qi, don't mess around."

   Looking at Ren Qing's appearance, Tian Daozi knew that the latter was still planning to try, so he hurriedly stopped him.

   "Don't worry, master, I am a famous disciple who is stable."

  Ren Qing already has a general idea. If it can be used properly, Heaven will become the main belief in this world.

  The Immortal Buddha is dead, and the Heavenly Court shall stand.

  (end of this chapter)