The Secret Way of Immortality

When Ren Qing woke up again, he felt sore all over, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids.

He lay flat on his back, gasping for breath, his chest and abdomen rising and falling continuously.

After an unknown period, Ren Qing barely opened his eyes and found himself surrounded by darkness.

His pupils constricted.

After advancing to the Dual-born Nightmare, no matter how dark the environment, Ren Qing should have been able to see in the dark.

He couldn't help but panic. The Jail Cell Hall would indeed not investigate the speed of spell advancement, after all, talents varied.

Moreover, as long as one could withstand the side effects of the aberrant change, any cultivator could rely on resources to advance to the Ghost Envoy realm in a short period.

However, three aberrant changes required a lot of hard work.

But the degree of aberrant change Ren Qing showed through the Divine Foot Sutra was different. His body was close to the aberrant object, which was already considered inhuman.

Then, Ren Qing calmed down.

At least he saw Song Zongwu before he fainted, who had always taken care of him.

So there shouldn't be no way out. After some conditions were met, he should be able to return to the real world.

However, he then realized the most critical problem: for some reason, he couldn't cast spells here at all.

In addition, Ren Qing's lifespan was exhausted, and his physique was now even inferior to that of ordinary people.

He groped in the palm of his right hand, and the aberrant mouth had also closed.

Not to mention the prison in his abdomen.

It also contained many aberrant objects swallowed after killing the evangelist. He could only be thankful for the Divine Foot Sutra aberrant object, so there would be no trouble because of this.

But in this way, Ren Qing would not be able to replenish his lifespan.

It would be okay if the Jail Cell Hall only temporarily detained him for ten days or half a month, but what if it was for several years? Then he would likely die from exhaustion of lifespan.

Ren Qing helplessly sat up cross-legged, and then tried to summon the information stream.

Unexpectedly, the information stream was not affected here, which made him feel a little comforted. It seemed that when God closes a door, he opens a window.

【Ren Qing】

【Age: Eighteen】

【Lifespan: March 17th】

【Techniques: Gluttony Method (Abdominal Prison), Eyeless Method (Dual-born Nightmare), Human Skin Book (Skin Refiner), Armor Plating Skill (Spine Bearer), Immortal in the Mirror (Mirror Surface)】

【Dao Begets Dao (Palm of Dao)】

Lifespan is only three months left…

It was shorter than Ren Qing imagined, not even enough to last until the end of the year.

He sighed as he looked at his age. He should have passed his birthday during his coma. He didn't know what his old mother in Bazhi Village would think.

But this was the price of pursuing the path of longevity. One cannot have both fish and bear's paw.

The only good news was that Dao Begets Dao had been promoted to "Palm of Dao", which should have absorbed the Dao rhythm after the Immortal Master's death.

He tried to enter the Non-Action Dojo, but his body might be too weak. Just as his consciousness came into contact, his blood energy showed a tendency to be drawn away.

Ren Qing had no choice but to give up. There was no information stream when his hand touched the floor either.

Was he not in the Jail Cell Hall?

He lay on the ground, lost in thought, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

After waking up, Ren Qing's strength had recovered slightly, at least enough to stand up and grope his way around.

He walked in one direction, stopping every dozen steps to rest for a moment. His physical condition was comparable to the first few days after his transmigration.

Ren Qing quickly touched a solid wall.

He put his ear against the wall and tapped it with his fingers.

A crisp sound rang out, similar to ordinary wall bricks, and not at all like the flesh and blood walls of Abi Hell.

Ren Qing suddenly thought of a possibility and couldn't help but gasp.

His memory before he fainted was very limited. Apart from Song Zongwu and the two others, he didn't notice the figure of the blind Taoist.

"Could it be that the blind Taoist killed the two Yin Messenger realm jailers, and he is now in a forbidden area formed by an aberrant object?"

Ren Qing shook his head again.

The two Yin Messenger realms shouldn't be unable to deal with even a heavily injured blind Taoist.

One had to know that the Heavenly Dao Egg in the blind Taoist's body had not hatched.

He could only find a chance to save himself. It would be too depressing to die from exhaustion of lifespan.

Ren Qing followed the wall for a long time and finally found a cold iron door, indicating that there was a path to the outside world.

He knocked on it hard, and a muffled sound echoed in the room.

"Is there anyone there? Where is this?"

"Hey!"

Ren Qing called out several times in a row, but exhausted the little strength he had left, so he had to sit on the ground to rest.

At this moment, a man outside said in a hoarse and low voice: "Uh…"

Ren Qing seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and quickly asked, "Senior, who are you?"

The man was silent for a long time before answering: "This is the Stomach Within a Stomach. If you don't want to die, don't speak. Just wait patiently."

"Also, the Homunculus will come."

"Remember not to speak again…"

"What Homunculus?!"

"Is this the Jail Cell Hall? Why can't I speak?"

Ren Qing moved to the door.

But the man no longer responded.

Before long, Ren Qing understood why he couldn't speak.

Heavy footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the room, gradually approaching.

Ren Qing had seen many storms, but for some reason, his heart was beating faster and faster, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

After a few breaths.

Bang!!!

A heavy object hit the iron door with a loud noise.

But it was not Ren Qing's room, but the man's position across the hall.

After the heavy object hit several times in a row, the outside became silent again, but the footsteps got closer and closer to Ren Qing, and soon reached the door.

Ren Qing could hear hoarse breathing, indicating that it was some inexplicable aberrant creature, and his heart was filled with doubts.

What the hell is this place?!!

Not only did it seal all spells, but speaking would also attract aberrant creatures.

Bang!!!

The aberrant creature slammed heavily on the iron door of Ren Qing's room, and the latter narrowed his eyes.

Bang!!!

Bang!!!

The iron door began to deform, and a little light faintly shone through the gap.

Without hesitation, Ren Qing stepped forward, and looked through the gap from half a meter away, his brows furrowing tightly.

He saw a giant three-legged toad hitting the iron door.

Although the three-legged toad's eyes were empty, its skin was covered with blinking eyeballs.

Ren Qing reacted.

Toads could not see stationary objects. It should be based on this point that making a noise would attract it.

But what exactly was the creature? Was it similar to the aberrant creatures in the Land of Netherplumes?

Ren Qing moved closer to look, and at the moment when the three-legged toad hit, he found that there was a human face on its tongue.

The appearance of the human face was a little familiar.

He quickly remembered that it was the human face of the Corpse Dog Soul!

According to Song Zongwu, the Earth Treasury King was summoned by necromancy with three souls, namely the Corpse Dog Soul, the Non-Poison Soul, and the Foul Lung Soul.

The Corpse Dog Soul and the Foul Lung Soul would wander in the Jail Cell Hall.

The three-legged toad was obviously fixed in the same location, indicating that it was the sealed Non-Poison Soul.

Ren Qing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, at least he was still in the Jail Cell Hall.

The Non-Poison Soul hit several more times, and the iron door had become extremely twisted. Seeing that there was no more sound inside, it turned and left.

The iron door began to recover slowly.

Ren Qing looked outside through the gap and could only see a deep corridor and iron doors densely packed on both sides of the wall.

The opposite iron door was also severely damaged, and the room was shrouded in darkness, but he could vaguely notice a huge figure inside.

It was definitely a non-human existence.

It seemed that the Stomach Within a Stomach was the place where aberrant and out-of-control jailers were imprisoned.

Ren Qing touched his protruding canine teeth. In theory, there were not many traces of aberrant change on his appearance, so he shouldn't be locked up for too long, right?

However, lifespan was still a problem. He had to find a way to open the aberrant mouth.

There were resources in the abdominal prison that he had just replenished in the Ghost Market. Saving those eyeballs would be enough to last for a few months.

He looked at the gradually healing cracks on the iron door and wanted to try to cast spells with the help of this, but it was still useless.

Ren Qing's mind moved.

He closed his eyes and communicated with the souls in the Niwan Palace, and as a result, he really felt something.

He was overjoyed.

Ren Qing was just about to let the split soul enter the Non-Action Dojo when the iron door returned to its complete state, and the room fell into darkness again.

His feeling for the soul immediately disappeared.

Ren Qing thought to himself that the split soul could indeed bring entities into the Non-Action Dojo, but only objects that were in contact with it.

The abdominal prison was considered an organ formed by spells in the body, so it should be able to be used as a transfer station to transport eyeballs.

Ren Qing had a hunch that after Dao Begets Dao was promoted to Palm of Dao, he could obtain items from it without the split soul returning to the main body.

The only trouble was that he needed to briefly damage the iron door.

At present, it seemed more dangerous to attract the Non-Poison Soul by relying on sound. Ren Qing had no choice but to hope that there would be something similar to a jailer in the Stomach Within a Stomach.

There should be quite a few jailers imprisoned in the Stomach Within a Stomach. They must have stayed here for a long time, so they would inevitably need to provide food.

Ren Qing sat on the ground and patiently waited for the next opportunity to open the iron door, and simulated visualizing the Eyeless Method in the darkness.

When he was immersed in meditation, time passed unconsciously.

When Ren Qing came back to his senses, he found that he was not hungry at all, so the jailer did not come to deliver food.

It meant that there should be a special mechanism in the Stomach Within a Stomach that could replenish the body's needs through breathing. It seemed that people would not starve to death.

The corners of Ren Qing's mouth twitched. It seemed that he had no choice.

He looked at the iron door with an uncertain expression, and then knocked on it hard.

"What is the Homunculus? Is there any senior who can answer my questions?!"

"You…"

The man across the hall breathed faster, and then pairs of eyes lit up in the dark room, densely packed like stars.

For aberrant and out-of-control cultivators, even emotional fluctuations might cause them to be controlled by the aberrant objects in their bodies, falling into a state of madness.

The footsteps of the Non-Poison Soul approached again.

Ren Qing chose to shut up, and then sat one meter behind the door waiting.

Bang… Bang… Bang…

"The head is really hard."

Ren Qing complained in his heart, then closed his eyes and felt the souls in the Niwan Palace, wanting to summon the split soul with the help of this.

Unfortunately, after the Non-Poison Soul left, he had only just found the pattern of the Dual-born Soul, and estimated that he would have to try again.

Ren Qing stared at the severely damaged iron door. To prevent the Non-Poison Soul from becoming angry, he could not attract the other party too frequently in a short period of time.

The next chapter will be later.