MTL - Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price-Chapter 547 The truth, still multi-layered Jingzhou

  Chapter 547 The truth, still multi-layered Jingzhou

  Ren Qing did not kill Chong Shuizi. The latter's technique is very special. Even if his body the size of a fist remains, his aura still survives.

  He imprisoned Chong Shuizi in the prison on the third floor of the underworld, and used Tiandisheng to restrain his injuries, and secretly ingested the opponent's memory.

  Due to its small size and reduced intelligence to the level of a beast, Heavy Water had no chance of resisting at all.

   It didn't take long for Ren Qing to digest Chong Shuizi's memory.

  He noticed that the rumors about the opportunity in Jingzhou had been circulated as early as hundreds of years ago, and not many monks took it to heart at that time.

  Until Ren Qing put on the vest of Tianting and leaked the information.

   Only then contributed to the authenticity of the rumors, attracted a large number of forces to Jingzhou, and finally formed a strange and inexplicable situation in Jingzhou.

  Ren Qing couldn't laugh or cry, as if he was imperceptibly hindering the people behind the scenes.

   Without his actions, it would be impossible for Jingzhou to gather so many strange realms, and it might even be a single force in the insect nest.

  With the ability of the insect nest, if it reproduces unscrupulously, the scale of Jingzhou insect warriors will only be more terrifying than it is now.

  Ren Qing doesn't know what will happen in Jingzhou, but he still keeps a low profile.

  He stayed in Minghe Tea House all day long, and brought the zombified Huang Gou'er to the outside world, so that Huang Gou'er could continue to be the waiter in the shop.

  The dire situation in Jingzhou did not affect Ren Qing's practice at all.

  He has already started preparing for the promotion of the toe-off technique, intending to use this to build a real heaven, and will gradually attract various forces into the game.

  Well, it’s best to be able to confirm your identity as a descendant of the Heavenly Court of the Jailer’s Hall.

  Ren Qing closed his eyes and thought about it. Huang Gou'er served tea and poured water as usual, with a slightly dull heart, noticing the rapid changes in Xiangxiang.

  After seeing Xianwei, the worm warriors let go of their original prejudices.

  They regard the depletion of life energy as a test of the real immortals, and the secondary personalities have not played a role, and most of the negative emotions have dissipated.

  Of course, the paranoia of Zongwu Zhe can still be detected from various towns in Xiangxiang.

  They crazily worship the dragon totem, and every few steps there is a half-meter temple of descendants, with statues of the dragon kings of the four seas.

  The worm warriors also became more and more like dragons after refining Gu worms.

   The rest of the forces stimulated the Zongwu practitioners, trying to influence their minds, but Xiangxiang seemed extremely calm instead.

  After the win-win cooperation between the various forces in Xiangxiang, in the few remaining years, the insect warriors have almost developed to a level similar to that of the past.

  Not only has a complete power system been formed, but resource points have also become more and more large-scale.

  Ren Qing even took Li Tiangang and other monks back to the world in his stomach for the time being, so as not to reduce the efficiency of their practice for a long time.

   Silently, the lifespan of the worm warrior dried up again.

  Except for Xiangxiang, wailing can be heard everywhere, because the Heavenly Paradise is deliberately amplifying the despair of the insect warriors.

   After all, the more extreme one is, the easier it is to get in touch with the way of heaven.

  Ren Qing successfully completed the second Immortal Conferring Conference in the Stomach World, and awarded a total of nine ghost immortal positions, all of whom were elders of the Jail Hall.

   They are the tenon who has been stuck in the underworld for hundreds of years; the white girl who is about to break through the bottleneck for the second time, and the head in the pot and the villain in the bottle.

  Among them, although the head in the jar and the villain in the bottle belong to the same person, Ren Qing still bestowed them with ghost fairy posts.

  I can feel that the two are becoming harmonious. If they can be integrated into one, it is really hopeful that they will hit the Yangshen realm like a high wall.

   Except for the death vein, each of the five branches is issued with a ghost fairy rank, all of which are high-ranking and powerful monks selected by Ren Qing.

  The Hall of Jailers is based on the fact that the strong are respected, and the source of immortality comes from Ren Qing.

  It is very likely that when Tiandisheng is promoted to Earth Immortal, the position of Ghost Immortal will completely lose the quota limit.

  clang clang clang...

  The bronze bell of Jinguang Temple was rang.

  Ren Qing opened his eyes, and looked solemnly at Chongwu Zhe who was sitting cross-legged on the street.

  Even if they are dying, they are still chanting the name of the Dragon God.

  Ren Qing stared at the information flow of Zong Wu Zhe, and the countdown of life yuan slowly returned to zero.

  The body and soul of Zongwu Zhe turned into ashes, disappeared between the heaven and the earth without warning, and the huge Jingzhou became silent again.

  Ren Qing raised his head and looked at the slightly incomplete full moon.

  He has always had a doubt, is there still stratification in Jingzhou today?

  After experiencing Jingzhou, which used to be both real and fake, Ren Qing really had an illusion of unreality, even knowing the layout did not weaken.

  Jingzhou’s so-called opportunity must be established in advance under the condition that the cognition will not be biased.

  After careful consideration, Ren Qing deliberately selected more than a dozen fungus souls from the branches of the diseased tree, and hid them in the Niwan Palace of the Zongwu Zhe.

  He felt that the fungus soul disappeared together, but the toe separation technique could not communicate.

   Ren Qing stared at the moon, quietly waiting for the arrival of the full moon.

  When the blood moon hung over Jingzhou, the more broken the moon, the more false the world we lived in, and the innermost layer was indeed a full moon.

  Ten days passed quickly, and the moon finally reached the shape of a moon disk.

  Ren Qing gave instructions to the fungus soul implantation in advance. If Jingzhou is really stratified, then certain measures will be taken after the full moon.

  More than a dozen mushroom souls will find opportunities to fuse with each other, so as to barely reach the Yangshen state.

  Ren Qing's eyes changed slightly, because he found that the bridge between the toe separation technique and the fungus soul was indeed becoming clearer.

   "It's really a trick..."

  He immediately descended to the missing fungus soul, feeling as if he had passed through a thin barrier, and a familiar and strange world came into view.

   Sure enough, under the influence of Taiyin Xingjun, Jingzhou is still a multi-layered world.

  Jun Hun is standing in a remote alley, the street is full of people, and the moon can be seen emitting a reddish light above his head.

  Ren Qing discovered from the details of the town that it was exactly the same as the Sanxiang City that he came into contact with when he first came to Jingzhou, except that there were not many people in it.

  He couldn't help but look around, and soon found that the people in Sanxiang City in the inner layer were those worm warriors who died of exhaustion of life energy.

   Among them, the first batch of worm warriors is the most.

  The people appear to be very normal, without the slightest trace of Gu worms, but the order of the inner world is relatively chaotic.

  Ren Qing just stayed for a while, and found that many human tragedies happened.

  Because of being too hungry, young and strong beggars ate young children and old people, and steamed their flesh and blood in utensils.

   Gamblers dragged women to brothels, and sold relatives when they were penniless.

  The people obviously don't have the memory of the surface world, and live a mediocre life, making the inner world seem like a purgatory.

  They are likely to be forcibly implanted with a certain identity after going to the inner world, and they cannot recover their memories until they return to the surface world.

  Ren Qing noticed the Heishui Taoist.

  In the inner world, the man from Heishuidao is a middle-aged vendor who sells fish, and greets the people walking around with a straight face.

  Xing Xing is struggling to sell fresh fish, and all he can think about is the sick child at home.

  He needs money too much. Not long ago, his wife just died of a cold, and his child also contracted a disease because of it. His life is about to die.

  After a busy day, the Taoist of Heishui took out the money he had saved up from his pocket, and calculated that it was almost enough to buy a pair of medicinal materials.

   After cleaning up the stall, he rushed to the pharmacy excitedly.

   In the end, the road was blocked by hooligans. Even though the Heishuidao people tried their best to protect the money, they were beaten and looted.

  The Heishui Taoist knelt down on the ground covered in blood, his expression of despair was beyond words.

  Ren Qingzang was in a nearby corner and did not interfere in order to understand the situation.

  He frowned and looked into the distance, only to see the old monk wearing gold, silver and jade ornaments smiling, pacing in place as if waiting for something.

  The old monk saw that it was getting late, and the Taoist of Heishui regained his strength and stood up. He immediately came to the latter and put his hands together.

   "Amitabha."

   "I am enlightened to kindness. Seeing the appearance of the benefactor, does it mean that he has encountered suffering?"

   "Master, the child needs three taels of silver to buy medicine, and if he doesn't get treatment, he will die..."

  The Heishui Taoist wept bitterly, and Wu Shan stroked his head, fully displaying the posture of an eminent monk.

   "Take it, seeing it is fate."

  Wu Shan saw from the corner of his eyes that a monk also wearing a brocade robe was approaching him, and quickly took out a silver coin and handed it to the Taoist Heishui.

  The Heishui Taoist thanked him and took the money, ignoring his own injuries, and rushed towards the pharmacy.

   "Wu Shan, you should know that this person is my meritorious deed, right?"

   "Kongchan, whoever sees it has a share."

  Wu Shan showed disdain, and took out a string of golden relics from his bosom. There were 36 relics in total, and 23 of them were lit.

   "When my merits and virtues are complete, I will be able to ascend to the Western Paradise first."

   "Amitabha, it can be seen that Kongchan's practice is still too shallow, how can you lose your merits and virtues, you should go to enlightenment for a few more years."

  Wu Shan left after finishing speaking, completely ignoring Kong Chan with a livid face.

  Ren Qing was thoughtful, quietly left the alley and wandered around Sanxiang City, and found that there were thousands of monks in the city.

  They are doing good deeds on the surface, but in fact they are all female whores and male thieves.

  The hooligans who ransacked the people of Heishui Taoist were all deliberately arranged by Wu Shan, and even the money donated was just passed away.

  After a moment of delay, the Heishui Taoist went to the pharmacy and the door was already closed. No matter how much he yelled, no one paid attention to him.

  He had to return home, but the child had frozen to death on the bedside.

  According to Ren Qing's speculation, as long as the people of Heishui Taoist are still alive, they will experience all kinds of suffering at the hands of monks who deceive the world.

   until suicide.

  In the Buddhist classics, suicide is no less sinful than murder. After death, you will surely fall into the boundless hell, and you will not be reborn or reincarnated.

   "It turns out that the real layout of Jingzhou is like this..."

  The selected insect warriors in the surface world actually have nothing to do with their cultivation or state of mind.

  The main reason is that they are in pain in the inner world, choose to commit suicide in despair, and their souls come to the surface world, the purgatory on earth.

  Insect warriors are more like "redeemers".

  They redeemed their sins in the surface world before returning to the inner world.

  And those monks who do evil for their merits and virtues have an extremely strong desire to go to the Land of Ultimate Bliss, so they can slaughter their entire family without hesitation.

  Ren Qing could feel the monk's madness.

  I'm afraid they are the "paranoid" who will finally contact the Dao of Heaven.

  The so-called Paradise of Ultimate Bliss is just the inner Jingzhou, and merit is the key.

  (end of this chapter)