The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing could feel that after the separated soul was sealed within the earthen jar, his water-like body gradually dissolved, becoming part of the wine.

The Pustule Old Daoist must have mastered the Wine God Technique during his lifetime, which caused his blood to mutate into wine, requiring a large amount of wine to replenish his blood.

The earthen jar was actually connected to the ground, and the wine was seeping into the Pustule Old Daoist's body, using it to maintain his near-disappearing vitality.

His suspicion was correct, the Pustule Old Daoist was not completely dead, and might even have a remnant soul.

The entire Ze Immortal's ecology was based on the Pustule Old Daoist.

However, the Pure Void Palace's own brewing methods were too slow, so they occasionally had to use the Wine God Technique to induce the Gobi people to cultivate.

The leader of everything was this remnant body.

Ren Qing did not destroy the separated soul. If it could survive, it might be able to get closer to the deepest secrets of the Pure Void Temple.

He already had some clues about the identity of the Pustule Old Daoist.

After Ren Qing's consciousness returned to his main body, he first checked the sand boat to ensure nothing was amiss, and then came to the warehouse door and knocked.

Sha Shanzi opened the door with a slightly puzzled expression. When he saw Ren Qing's serious expression, he couldn't help but tremble.

"Immortal, what's wrong?"

"Sha Shanzi, I have some things to ask you. Answer truthfully."

"Please speak..."

Sha Shanzi swallowed, the arm holding the door frame trembling slightly, fearing that he might anger Ren Qing because of his ignorance.

He originally thought that Ren Qing was testing the details of the Wind Sand Technique, but he didn't expect the other party to say, "When you official Daoist scholars take the imperial examination, there should be questions about Yellow Sand City, right?"

Sha Shanzi nodded: "Immortal, that's true."

"Tell me about the changes in the desert over the years."

"It doesn't seem like there have been any changes..."

Sha Shanzi was at a loss, not knowing what it meant.

Ren Qing patiently explained the anomalies that had appeared in the swamp, such as the temperature difference between day and night, or the swamp sand that could cause lung mutation.

Things that might be commonplace in the eyes of the Gobi people were full of strangeness.

Sha Shanzi scratched his head and said, "According to the government's records, Yellow Sand City has been like this for hundreds of years, and nothing is known before that."

Yellow Sand City lacked paper, and records on rocks were inevitably worn, resulting in limited historical information.

"Do you know about the residence of the immortals in the clouds?"

"Yes."

"Reporting to the Immortal, it used to be called the Cloud Top Heavenly Palace. It should have existed for hundreds of years, until the immortals descended to earth and changed its name to Immortal Residence."

Ren Qing grasped the blind spot in Sha Shanzi's words and couldn't help but ask, "When did the Ze Immortals appear?"

"About a hundred years ago."

Sha Shanzi scratched his head and said somewhat guiltily, "Immortal, Yellow Sand City has limited means to record text."

"It's okay, continue your cultivation."

After Ren Qing finished speaking, he walked towards the deck, suddenly stopped and added, "Remember to clean up the husky's dog poop."

"Isn't it a wolf..."

Sha Shanzi poked his head out into the aisle and indeed smelled a faint stench.

The husky took the initiative to come over, its expression extremely annoying, showing that its intelligence had grown a lot during this period.

Ren Qing leaned against the railing of the boat and looked at the scenery of the desert, his mind filled with thoughts.

In fact, he had already vaguely guessed the identity of the Pustule Old Daoist, but it was too shocking and he couldn't believe it at all.

First of all, it can be determined that the Pustule Old Daoist's cultivation level must have reached the Heavenly Gu Realm before his death, otherwise he would not have created the Swamp Technique.

Ren Qing even guessed that the entire swamp was formed because of the Pustule Old Daoist. After all, Song Zongwu had said similar things.

After the Jailer cultivates to the Heavenly Gu Realm, the strange object will completely merge with the body. When he dies, a forbidden area will not be formed, which is considered attainment of the Dao.

But the corpse of a Heavenly Gu Realm cultivator contains a small world.

Grand Duke Tai Sui is the best example. A single spore is enough to breed a fungal forest.

After the Wine Meat Daoist died, his corpse was likely to have formed a strange desert.

Ren Qing took a deep breath and muttered to himself, "Could it really be the Wine Meat Daoist..."

The Heavenly Gu Realm who mastered the Wine God Technique, and the Swamp Technique he created was also derived from the Food Immortal Technique, it looked like the Wine Meat Daoist in every way.

Ren Qing was not incredulous because of the Wine Meat Daoist's death.

But because of the Wine Meat Daoist's death.

Although the Wine Meat Daoist was wearing a Daoist robe, it was obvious that he had no lower body.

It was very likely that the stomach world formed by the Gluttony Technique and the Food Immortal Technique was taken away by someone, along with his lower body, after his death.

The Wine Meat Daoist, as the top powerhouse of the Jailer Technique, actually died so aggrieved...

Ren Qing also indirectly guessed why Heavenly Daozi would appear in the swamp for no reason, feeling that the latter was really unlucky.

Heavenly Daozi had dealings with the Jailer Hall, and he knew the approximate location of Xiangxiang.

After the destruction of the Non-Action Daoist Temple, Heavenly Daozi should have wanted to go to Xiangxiang to continue the inheritance of the Daoist lineage that had been cut off.

As a result, when Heavenly Daozi crossed the swamp, he was intercepted by the Wine Meat Daoist, and ultimately ended up as an "aphid".

However, the Wine Meat Daoist was likely to have only a tiny bit of consciousness remaining in his corpse, resulting in the hidden danger of an Supreme Heavenly Demon.

Ren Qing shook his head.

After he returns to the camp and shows his Netherworld Realm cultivation, his say in the Jailer Hall will definitely increase. Then he will try to tell the information.

But he has to hide some of it, after all, it involves the information stream.

Ren Qing calmed down. The situation in Xiangxiang should still be controllable for the time being, but in the long run, it will inevitably come into contact with external forces.

He must prepare in advance.

He needs more lifespan, to reach the Fusion Netherworld as soon as possible, determine several core techniques, and then turn the remaining techniques into assistance.

Ren Qing walked towards the cabin and continued to visualize the No-Eye Technique to cultivate.

He quickly immersed himself in seclusion. When he came back to his senses, several days had passed, and the sand boat did not stop at all during this period.

The sand boat was sailing faster and faster, and the friction caused the bottom of the boat to start to heat up.

When it slowed down, the Jailer camp vaguely appeared in the distance.

Against the backdrop of the hills, the towering city walls were like a huge ancient tree, and the watchtowers standing on the top were like growing branches.

Ren Qing stretched and stood on the deck, looking into the distance, a smile appearing on his face.

It seemed that the Jailer Hall wanted to use the city walls to resist the wind and sand, and then bring the soil and wood of Xiangxiang to the swamp to improve the environment in the camp.

Unfortunately, the harshness of the swamp was far beyond imagination. The temperature difference between day and night alone was not suitable for plant growth, even with the help of spells.

Ren Qing found that there were many Jailers patrolling the city walls of the camp, and they also used clear water to cool the wall bricks from time to time to prevent the city walls from cracking.

He decided to show the power of the sand boat magic weapon, so he patted the mast hard.

The keel wriggled slightly like a living thing, and the wind power stored in the sails began to brew, causing the surrounding air to become distorted.

Boom!!!

The sand boat rose into the air, and all the sand dunes in front of it were scattered.

The journey that originally took several hours was now compressed to half an hour.

The Jailers on the city wall didn't realize it at first, but in a moment, the sand boat had approached the camp, causing more and more noise.

Huang Ziwan lay lazily in the shadows, occasionally pouring clear water into his mouth.

He was extremely unsuited to the environment of the swamp, but as one of the few Ghost Envoy Realm masters of poison techniques in the Jailer Hall, he had to come here.

Huang Ziwan muttered, full of complaints about the swamp.

He thought he would meet Ren Qing here, but he didn't expect the other party to go into seclusion. Did he really think it was so easy to break through to the Netherworld Realm?

Just then, he heard the Jailer's exclamation.

Huang Ziwan couldn't help but get up and came to the edge of the city wall, shielding his eyes from the sun and looking at the endless desert, his mouth wide open.

There was a sand boat riding the wind and waves.

Compared to the other Jailers, Huang Ziwan recognized the Ghost Wolf figurehead at a glance, which was clearly inseparable from Ren Qing.

Speaking of such a magic weapon, how much blood crystal did it cost...

Li Tiangang and Song Zongwu also came to the city wall. Seeing the horror of the sand boat magic weapon, they looked at each other and discussed.

If the Jailer Hall could equip them in large quantities, the round trip to Xiangxiang would be compressed to about two days.

Then they could try to explore the swamp in depth, or even the rumored Yang God Realm forbidden area, but how could Ren Qing have it?

Li Tiangang began to suspect that Grand Dream True Person was related to Ren Qing by blood, otherwise how could he not know anything about it?

Song Zongwu knew, but at this moment he also began to doubt.

The sand boat magic weapon cannot be refined by the Ghost Envoy Realm, could it be that he has really advanced...

After Li Tiangang confirmed that it was Ren Qing, he said to the surrounding Jailers: "Everyone disperse, don't crowd here."

After the Jailers heard this, they left one after another. Huang Ziwan stared greedily at the sand boat. It was not until Li Tiangang's eyes swept over that he left with a smile.

Ren Qing took Sha Shanzi and jumped off the deck, and the sand boat was then taken into the prison in his abdomen.

"Immortal..."

Sha Shanzi couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, constantly tidying up his Daoist robe, trying to leave a good impression on the many immortals.

Ren Qing grabbed Sha Shanzi's collar, and with a light tap of his feet, he leaped up.

He ignored the dozens of meters of city wall.

Ren Qing no longer concealed anything, the double pupils in his eyes intertwined and rotated, and the aura of the Netherworld Realm was undoubtedly revealed.

The Jailers in the distance swallowed, discussing who had advanced to the Netherworld Realm, while Huang Ziwan had fallen into a petrified state.

Sha Shanzi looked at the strange-shaped Jailers, and his face suddenly turned pale.

He found that there were not many immortals who could maintain a basic human form.

Each one was like the mythical beasts recorded in the Daoist classics, extremely hideous, as if they were ready to eat human marrow at any time.

Especially Song Zongwu with six eyes and four arms, he would believe it if he said he was the Yama of the underworld.

After Li Tiangang realized that Ren Qing was already in the Netherworld Realm, he lost his mind for a few breaths, then suppressed the shock in his heart and turned to look at Sha Shanzi.

He could see that Sha Shanzi's appearance was different from that of the people in Xiangxiang, and it was not mutated.

Could it be that someone can really survive in the swamp, which is like a land of despair?

Li Tiangang did not hesitate to cast a spell, extracting several pages of paper from Sha Shanzi's head, and the latter couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

Song Zongwu patted Ren Qing on the shoulder and asked, "Was the promotion smooth?"

"It was quite smooth, I..."

"I know you have something to talk about, but since it is related to the swamp, we must summon all the Netherworld Realm, and Grand Dream True Person must also be contacted."