MTL - Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price-Chapter 623 Lingbao Tianzun【Wriggling Chaos】

  Chapter 623 Lingbao Tianzun [creeping chaos]

  Ren Qing called out the information flow.

  【Ren Qing】

  【Shou Yuan: None】

  【Realm: Daluo Jinxian】

  【Immortal Physique: Vientiane All Beings】

  【Spell: Sanqingtian】

  【Supernatural powers: the law of heaven and earth, walking in the world, the dead have no life, dragons singing in the box, the world is like a dream】

  【Immortal Job: The Way of Heaven】

  ...

  Ren Qing's current strength should be regarded as a complete corpse solution immortal, but there is still a gap from the way of heaven, and it is no longer possible to use information flow to consume life energy to promote.

  The information flow is just a decoration for him now, and it also represents that Ren Qing belongs to the camp of the old heaven.

  The debts he owed for promotion all the way, finally had to be repaid when Ren Qing's corpse was unwound.

   Ren Qing was helpless, and couldn't help but look at the "True Immortal of Da Luo" in the realm column.

  In any case, at least through the flow of information, I have escaped the influence of the Three Daozu, and I am firmly bound to the world in my stomach.

  Ren Qing recalled the scene when the five arts were completely fused, and couldn't help but shudder at the appearance of the old way of heaven that emerged in his mind.

  Three old men stood on the clouds, their figures were shrouded in mist, and they could barely distinguish the similarities with the statues in the temple.

only…

  Yuanshi Tianzun's neck was at ninety degrees, and he looked down at his chest. The broken neck was filled with twisted and deformed granulation.

  It gave Ren Qing a strange feeling, as if a new head was about to be born.

   The jade Ruyi held by Lingbao Tianzun was already broken, with wounds all over his body, and dense tentacles wriggling in the wounds.

  Fist-sized sarcoids hang from the end of the tentacles. Something is struggling inside and will gestate at any time.

   It is said that Lingbao Tianzun is the ancestor of the Three Paths, who opened up the world the most times, and often purds the living beings and educates all things.

   In the end, it became a breeding ground for indescribable things to hatch.

  Dao De Tianzun is the most terrifying, his body is so thin that it seems that the water has been squeezed out, and the ribs on his chest are open, exposing the internal organs.

  Which is the **** who accepts offerings? He is clearly using the internal organs as a tribute.

  Ren Qing couldn't avoid the sorrow of the rabbit and the fox. Even the powerful existence of the Three Dao Patriarchs died in the hands of evil spirits outside the territory. Is it really possible for him to survive?

   Or, is it really possible for this world to survive?

  Ren Qing let out a long sigh, and glanced at Sanqingtian before canceling the news feed. This immortal method is the only way for him to escape.

  He swooped towards the shelter while sorting out the trajectory of the spell.

  Five kinds of techniques take the birth of heaven and earth as the core, and they are integrated into the Sanqingtian, and they are no longer bound by layers of realms.

  Sanqingtian has no content about breaking through the bottleneck, and more about the method of moving breath from the avenue to the simplicity, but the upper limit of the technique is extremely high.

  And Sanqingtian does not affect the use of the five spells at all.

  Ren Qing raised his arm subconsciously, and the skin and flesh kept changing in the blink of an eye.

  The last breath is still a rotten corpse, and the next breath has a large number of mushrooms growing from the pores, or the cells are activated to become dragons...

  He was thinking about the details of Sanqingtian, and at the same time, there was an aura combining the five arts, flowing along the eight extraordinary meridians, blood vessels and bones.

  Ren Qinggang was about to enter the city, when he suddenly looked up belatedly.

  The hot and dry temperature is still rising, reaching hundreds of degrees.

  All the monks couldn't help being in an uproar, and some low-level monks who were restrained by their spells hurriedly fled into the world in their stomachs to prevent themselves from going crazy.

"What's wrong?"

   Li Tiangang saw Ren Qing stunned in place, left the shelter and came to his side.

"careful."

  The ghost shadow on the soles of Ren Qing's feet entangled Li Tiangang's body, dragging him back to the shelter, and then the ghost shadow wrapped six walls.

  Li Tiangang hadn't reacted yet, but was soon frightened by the scene in front of him, a hot wave of fire seeped out from the wall.

  The slime smeared on the outside of the wall immediately turned to ashes, as did the animals and plants in the cave. Fortunately, the dragons evacuated into the shelter in advance.

  Under the protection of the ghost, the fire wave did not hurt the shelter.

  The monks patrolling the city wall all have poor cultivation bases. They are fine, but their hair will inevitably be ignited by the high temperature.

  Li Tiangang touched his hair, and it exploded like a bunch of withered grass.

  He looked at Ren Qing with a puzzled expression, and then the voice of the Taoist boy calling, accompanied by the roar of the vast earth.

   "Shangqing Gaosheng Taishang Daojun."

   "Gai Yuchen's essence, Qingyun's purple smoke."

   "Yuhui Yaohuan, Jin Yingliuzhen."

   "Condensation contains beauty, and Bao Ning stands up to the spirit."

   "The Daoist is the one who spreads the scriptures widely and spreads them to all ages!"

   "Call the world!!"

   Ren Qing narrowed his eyes.

  He understood that Lingbao Tianzun had come, and with it came a disaster called "drought", which suddenly swept across this world.

  The temperature in the shelter began to rise, and the walls were burnt red.

   "The prison hall is listening to the order."

  Ren Qing's voice resounded through the shelter, and the monks stopped the panic caused by the disaster.

   "No surprises, within the next ten years, the temperature will reach 5,000 degrees, enough to dissolve the entire shelter."

  Ren Qing's speculation comes from the increase in temperature per breath after the arrival of Lingbao Tianzun.

  Five thousand degrees is equivalent to the temperature of the surface of the sun, and this world will turn into a fireball, releasing indescribable energy.

  Although the current temperature is not too high, it won't be long before even the earth immortals can survive, let alone ordinary animals and plants.

  What worries Ren Qing the most is that the heat wave also affects the world in the stomach.

  Even if the effect of heating up is only half of that of the outside world, it will still make the world in the stomach miserable, at least half of the animals and plants will die.

  Ren Qing was terrified, what on earth did the three evil gods want to do?

  With the strength of Xintiandao, it is easy to destroy this world, so why bother to create all kinds of disasters.

  Dao De Tianzun is a disaster of thunder, and Lingbao Tianzun is a disaster of drought.

  The monk was afraid of the drought, and couldn't help feeling parched.

  They did not overreact in front of Ren Qing, but secretly they are already contacting their relatives and friends in the stomach world to rush to buy fire-fighting and anti-inflammatory pills as soon as possible.

   And hoarding enough supplies for hundreds of years.

   When the temperature is really tens of thousands, even if the spell can stimulate the growth of plants, the environment will also reduce the resource output sharply to make ends meet.

"rest assured."

  Ren Qing spoke again, and the millions of monks in the sanctuary fell silent.

  His voice was convincing invisibly, and in addition to being equivalent to Daozu's status in the prison hall, he immediately stabilized the morale of the army.

   "As early as 8,000 years ago in the Three Realm Calendar, I let the Mortal Realm hoard food and resources, and the total amount was enough to consume hundreds of thousands of years in the Jail Hall."

  The Three Realms Calendar is the calendar of the world in the stomach, which is deliberately distinguished from the outside world.

   "We work on Wednesday."

   Zhou Zuosan walked out of the crowd, followed by dozens of gray-haired disciples, all of whom were the backbone of the craftsmen.

"exist."

   "Zhou Zuo San, you will be responsible for the subsequent improvement of the shelter."

"yes."

  Zhou Zuosan immediately agreed, and he was already listing the insulation materials and how to draw the corresponding magic circle in his mind.

  He has the authority to issue tasks, which is equivalent to a disguised order to ban soldiers.

   Immediately, the shelter began to operate efficiently. With Ren Qing's guarantee, the monks no longer doubted the problem of resources.

  Ren Qing's expression was solemn.

   At most a hundred days, the temperature will skyrocket to more than 500.

   There is not much time in the Jail Hall, and the refining of magic tools has to be processed in the stomach world, so make use of ten times the time flow rate.

  Li Tiangang stood beside Ren Qing, and asked softly: "Ren Qing, do you want to consider the fertility issue in the world in your stomach?"

  Ren Qing smiled wryly and shook his head

  Li Tiangang is worthy of being the leader of the Jail Hall, but he is the only one who reacted.

   On the surface, the resources are enough for the Jail Hall to consume for hundreds of thousands of years, but the problem is that the time flow rate of the world in the stomach is still very large.

  If Ren Qing abandons the shelter and millions of monks return to the world in their stomachs, the food may be fine, but the resources will be consumed by at least 30% more.

   Most of the materials for refining elixirs are grown from vegetation. If monks cannot obtain elixirs, sooner or later there will be civil strife.

   Not to mention that the natural reproduction speed of human beings is like a snowball, and the population will exceed 100 million sooner or later.

  Ren Qing felt a little headache, but he had thought about what Li Tiangang said to restrict reproduction, so that resource and food consumption could be reduced.

  But Sanqingtian does not allow it.

   The technique of Sanqingtian is very strange.

   There will be no bottleneck restrictions, but it is necessary to obtain cultivation from the immortal gods born in heaven and earth; the germs of the toe-off technique;

  Ren Qing has to rely on the world in his stomach to increase his strength.

   To put it simply, Sanqingtian can use the branch Tiandisheng to increase Ren Qing's cultivation base through the feedback of the immortal way and the divine way.

  The branch of Heavenly Demon Tribulation, through the continuous accumulation of population, increases its cultivation base.

  Branch and toe separation technique, through the withering, prosperity, illness and death of living beings, increase the cultivation base.

  The branch of Shi Fengdu, through the reincarnation of the underworld, increases its cultivation.

  Branches from the ancestral line, reproduced through the race of dragons, and increased their cultivation.

  Ren Qing wants to use Sanqingtian to attack the realm of heaven, he must rely on the world in his stomach, so not only cannot the sanctuary be cancelled, but he must accommodate the monks of the Jail Hall as much as possible.

  He decided to deal with the drought in the world in his stomach first, and then communicated with the Heavenly Dao Tree consciously.

  Placing the palm of Ren Qing's palm on the trunk of the Heavenly Dao tree, he felt the roots of the tree spreading all over the world in his stomach, and his consciousness interfered with the celestial phenomena of the Three Realms.

   "Within a hundred years, the Ice Age will come."

  Words come out with the law, and words should just fall. A gust of cold wind blows through the Three Realms.

  It is obviously late autumn, but there is a tendency to usher in early winter.

  The drizzle fell in the mortal world.

  Ren Qing does not know whether the Ice Age can help the world in the stomach survive the drought, but it is better to have a response than to have no response.

  At the same time, Tiangong opened up a new small world, which is specially used to accommodate mortals and various animals and plants, so as to prevent the ecology from being completely destroyed.

  The small world also needs to arrange a cooling circle, but the shelter can be dealt with first.

  Ren Qing stood outside the shelter, and then his body and soul turned into a shadow, shuttling between the rocks and soil, preparing to go to the ground.

  He has to determine the general situation of this world. It is better to go there in person, at least relying on magic detection, at least with the protection of the demon.

  Ren Qing sees it now, in the eyes of the old heaven, Shi Jiexian is actually an ant, even if he hides underground, he will not be defensive.

  No matter where he appears, the chance of encountering danger is about the same.

   It took only a moment for Ren Qing to travel tens of thousands of miles, but he didn't feel the water vapor of the ocean at all, instead it became hotter and hotter.

  Ren Qing's heart skipped a beat, and then he carefully drilled out of the ground.

   What poured into the eyes was the barren land, the vast and boundless ocean had disappeared, and hundreds of suns appeared in the sky at some time, revolving around this world.

   Not to mention the mountains, even the canyons were razed to the ground under the influence of thunderstorms.

   In front of Ren Qing was a land that stretched infinitely towards the sky, not only endless, but also so barren that even gravel did not exist.

  He took a deep breath, his eyes just stared at the hundreds of suns for a few breaths, and he already felt that his pupils became astringent.

  If the sun is connected into a line, it will be combined into a fuzzy outline of Lingbao Tianzun.

  The oppression from heaven made Ren Qing frightened. Fortunately, there was Sanqingtian to help resist the coercion, and the heavenly demon hijacked his body and soul.

  He is still safe for the time being, and he can see that the way of heaven has come to this world, and it has nothing to do with the old way of heaven, it is more like a transformation.

  The purpose of Xintiandao is very clear, to turn this world into nothingness.

  After all the Dao of Heaven comes, the Dao of Heaven is likely to transform this world into what they think it should be.

   It is reasonable to say that before the new way of heaven came, the world here was a deformed and weird mess, and all living beings were demons.

  Ren Qing couldn't imagine what the normal world would look like in the eyes of demons from outside the territory.

  I'm afraid that the creatures in the world are composed of indescribable things. Ren Qing has been in this environment for a long time, and his body and soul will also be alienated and out of control.

  His face is ugly, and the only way out is to leave this world after being promoted to the Dao of Heaven.

   Even with the scale of the world in the stomach, the practice efficiency of Sanqingtian is really not high, and it may take tens of thousands of years of hard work.

  Ren Qing felt a little guilty. After all, he started from the realm of martial arts, and almost all of his breakthroughs in the realm of magic arts relied on information flow.

   Now he has to promote himself to the Dao of Heaven, the difficulty can be imagined.

  Ren Qing plans to revisit the thousands of spells in the Jail Hall next, and study various spells with high-level eyesight.

  He suppressed his distracting thoughts, and instead of returning to the shelter in a hurry, he fled towards the north-south junction.

  Walking on the unusually flat land is like having an endless dream and nightmare, and I don’t even know what is waiting for me.

  Xiangxiang was nowhere to be seen, Ren Qing stayed where he was for a while, and then left.

  In Ren Qing's impression, Xiangxiang has always been plagued by disasters. He originally thought that after he became a fairy, he would rebuild the Sanxiang City in his memory.

   Now it seems that this world where evil gods are rampant cannot be stable after all.

  Sanxiang City should always be established in the world in the stomach. Even if Ren Qing dies, the world in the stomach may not completely disappear.

  Ren Qing saw the Peach Blossom Spring from a distance, but the area was only about five miles away, like an oasis in the desert, which would be completely submerged at any time.

  The center of Peach Blossom Spring is a bottomless hole.

  The cave has collapsed for thousands of miles. Although there is no movement inside, it is obvious that the aura of the demon is stirring in it.

  Ren Qing is still not clear about the situation of the Moon Mirror, but how could Shijiexian be the opponent of Heavenly Dao?

  The mother of all things might want to breed the Moon Mirror for a period of time before slaughtering it.

   Before returning to the shelter, Ren Qing glanced at Lingbao Tianzun through the information flow.

  【Wriggling Chaos】

  【Age:? ? ? 】

  【Shou Yuan:? ? ? 】

  【Surgery:? ? ? 】

  【Immortal position:? ? ? 】

  ...

   "Wriggling chaos, chaos is meant to describe amorphous, and it is indeed somewhat similar."

  Ren Qing walked quickly on the ground, and when he approached the shelter, the temperature rose a few degrees before he knew it.

  The outer perimeter of the shelter has been covered by solid ice, causing the cold air to condense into water droplets, forming a pool at the level of the cave.

  However, the solid ice is only used temporarily to ensure that the temperature of the city wall will not continue to accumulate.

  Ren Qing noticed that even if the cave is dark, there is still life in the pond, and there are a few more fry

  Fry are from "mudfish," a very sparse and common river fish, although the eggs can survive out of water for more than five years.

  Ren Qing had to marvel at the adaptability of life to harsh environments.

  It's a pity that after the Dao of Heaven comes, everything will be turned upside down. It is absolutely impossible for the mud tile fish to grow, and the water in the pool will boil within a few days.

  Ren Qing planted a few drops of dragon's blood on the fry, so that if they want to escape from the pond, they can escape into the sanctuary.

  He then entered the shelter, and suddenly there was a noisy sound in his ears, like countless metal parts colliding and rubbing against each other.

  Ren Qing quickly found the source of the movement.

  At the bottom of the North City Gate, Zhou Zuosan is leading hundreds of craftsmen to test magic weapons.

  This magic weapon is like a sarcoma growing on the surface of the city wall, emitting a fiery red shimmer as a whole, absorbing the heat contained in the city wall.

  Ren Qing had a weird expression on his face. This magic weapon called heat dispelling already had a taste of flesh and blood technology, which shows Zhou Zuosan's profound attainments.

  Maybe the magic weapon can’t be used yet, but Zhou Zuosan will continue to introduce new ones.

  Ren Qing felt at ease with Zhou Zuosan, so he went to retreat after a few words of advice.

  He still chooses the central area where the Tathagata in the flesh sits, which is the most secluded place in the sanctuary, and even the earth immortals dare not enter or leave.

  As soon as Ren Qing sat down cross-legged, Sanqingtian immediately started to operate.

  He hadn't seriously practiced Sanqingtian, and as a result, just as he fell into meditation, countless distracting thoughts of living beings appeared in his mind.

  There are many things in the stomach world that involve Sanqingtian, but it is a pity that trying to push Ren Qing to the gate of the heaven is still a drop in the bucket.

  He can only increase the efficiency of practice as much as possible, and communicate with the way of heaven in more detail.

  Ren Qing was in a trance, and the outside world had already passed for more than half a year. After falling into the Three Qing Dynasty, there was really an illusion that time was passing by.

   Watching the breath of Sanqing circulate in the body, it is like water dripping through a stone, and the room for improvement is too limited.

  Ren Qing opened his eyes, and the futon under his feet was soaked with sweat.

  The temperature in the shelter was at least 150 degrees, and even the air became distorted under the action of the high temperature.

  The magical artifacts refined three times a week have spread all over the sanctuary.

  The instrument has been perfected, and its volume is more than three times the original,

  The Magical Artifact is attached to the wall and floor tiles, absorbing a steady stream of high temperature, trying to ensure that the room temperature in the shelter will not get out of control.

  The temperature outside the shelter has reached 300 to 400 degrees, and the animals and plants are completely extinct.

   If you don’t have a large number of refined and completed heat-dispelling instruments, walking in the streets and alleys, your feet may rot and get sores.

  The world in the stomach is a little better, and the temperature hovers around ten degrees.

  Ren Qing saw that ordinary people were still complaining about the extremely long winters in recent years, but they didn't know that they were not far from drought.

  In the previous life, the Beihe era that the earth experienced was a big reshuffle of creatures every time, but in the face of drought, it was just a cold winter that lasted the world in the stomach for several years.

  The Jail Hall did nothing, and had stockpiled tens of thousands of heat-dispelling instruments.

   Li Tiangang commanded the mortal prison hall to launch a countermeasure. The plan is actually very simple, which is to harvest as much food as possible before the drought does not affect the crops.

   Tiangong is responsible for planting spiritual grass vegetation by Yaomai, and its scale has also expanded dozens of times.

  Ren Qing swept through the shelter, and the civilian version of the heat-dispelling magic device has been popularized. The effect is a bit like the air conditioner in the previous life, but the shape is weirder.

  Zhou Zuosan is still testing a large-scale cooling circle, but the circle needs to involve all aspects, and it is difficult to see results in just a few years.

  Ren Qing didn't need the heat-dispelling magic weapon, and continued to retreat and run Sanqingtian.

  As the temperature is getting higher and higher, the creatures in this world are gradually disappearing, as if it is a sterilization carried out by the new heaven.

  San Daozu didn't care about the fish that slipped through the net at all, after all, the disaster had just begun.

  The mortals in the world in the stomach went to the mortal world to take refuge one after another, and there were a lot of animals and plants, but only a few pairs of each could be selected.

  The scene was extremely majestic, one after another Void Fortress stayed over the town, directly absorbing the town into the fortress.

   Population is the foundation of Sanqingtian, and the mountain gods and water gods have not let go, so they can only fit into the narrow small world as much as possible.

  Ren Qing originally thought that the drastic changes in the world in his stomach would affect the practice of Sanqingtian.

   But to his surprise, the efficiency of Sanqingtian's practice has increased, especially the branch of heaven and earth.

  The main reason is that when ordinary people encounter disasters, they will instinctively go to temples to pray for blessings, which invisibly allows Shinto to obtain a large amount of incense.

  Secondly, after the death of the beast, the soul returns to the underworld, which promotes the process of the corpse capital.

   Even if the underworld Huangquan has not yet formed a complete reincarnation, the soul is nourished by the Huangquan, and there will be no situation where the soul flies away.

  Ren Qing was a little helpless, it seemed that the many disasters in the world in his stomach could promote the practice of Sanqingtian, and this was not forcing him to do something.

  But it's not Ren Qing's turn to do things, because the influence of the three ancestors is indiscriminate.

  He didn't mean to waste time, the Great Zhou of the Sanqingtian was constantly running, while paying attention to the shelter and the world in the stomach.

  When the outside temperature reaches thousands of degrees, the inside of the shelter also rises to three hundred degrees.

   Fortunately, it is used as a small world of Tiangong for mortals to take refuge. Under the action of the heat-dispelling magic weapon, it is generally maintained at about 30 degrees.

  The environment of the small world is similar to a tropical rain forest. Due to the closed relationship, the water vapor is always in a cycle of rising and falling, ensuring that too much water will not be wasted.

  Ten years is too short, but this world has to experience a temperature difference of up to 3,000 degrees.

  Just after the outside temperature exceeded the critical point of 1500 degrees, hot magma began to drip from the stone walls of the cave, which was a sign of melting rocks and soil.

  The walls of the shelter are connected with the human skin book, which can gradually adapt to the high temperature environment.

  But the drought brought by Lingbao Tianzun didn't give the prison hall time at all, so the immortals had to go out and refine the new city wall.

  Ren Qing guessed that after the temperature reaches 3,000, the world here will become a vast ocean.

  The vast ocean composed of magma is worthy of complete destruction, and the second disaster alone is already terrifying enough to suffocate.

  (end of this chapter)