The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing stopped concerning himself with the rudimentary Immortal Market.

As for the children abducted from the Hibiscus Pavilion, they were placed in the prison area under the care of the courtesan, so there was no need to worry about them for the time being.

According to his estimation, it shouldn't take Old Coffin and the other too long to complete the transition to the Netherworld Heavenly Insect Art.

After all, the two techniques shared the same origin, but Old Coffin's cultivation would probably temporarily drop to the Perfected Foundation Establishment realm, and he would only be able to gradually recover his original cultivation after the Heavenly Dao Insect advanced.

This was also a drawback of the Netherworld Heavenly Insect Art: cultivation was restricted by the Heavenly Dao Insect, and even one's own life was controlled by it.

Once Old Coffin and the other were free, his main body would return to Morning Street, and his consciousness could go to the Immortal Market, allowing them to guide the children into cultivation.

Each time he went to the Immortal Market, some of the Netherworld Essence would be absorbed by the Heavenly Dao Insect.

Ren Qing had also examined the children and discovered that the Jing Province people's insectoid adaptation was very different, resulting in physical development far exceeding that of the Xiang Township and Gobi people.

He estimated that it would only take a few years for the children to fully mature.

At that time, he would consider the situation in Qingyan Town and bring the children to the outside world in batches.

After all, the Prison in his Stomach had no True Essence to absorb.

Ren Qing temporarily settled down in the coffin shop, sitting cross-legged and contemplating the techniques.

However, tonight was destined to be eventful. Several muffled sounds came from the direction of the Extravagant Land, obviously the Infant Fox had discovered the abnormality in the cellar.

Ren Qing was somewhat nervous, but he believed that the Ghost Shadow, in conjunction with other techniques, was perfectly concealed.

Moreover, although the Remnant Moon Layer was full of Yin Messenger Realm cultivators, they were, to put it bluntly, only powerful in cultivation, and their intelligence was not very high.

The Heavenly Insect Art was more of an auxiliary technique, mainly for nourishing the Earth Immortal Heavenly Dao Insect, so it was far less comprehensive than the Forbidden Jail Warden Art.

He didn't open the shop door until the third watch, receiving the people who came to purchase coffins.

The people were not surprised to see Ren Qing alone, after all, he had been helping out in Three Wood Lane, and they were already used to it.

Ren Qing noticed that there were several more corpses killed by the Infant Fox, probably shop assistants around the Hibiscus Pavilion who had suffered an unexpected disaster.

As the number of deaths increased, news about the Infant Fox spread, inevitably guided by the families, intentionally or unintentionally.

Ren Qing waited silently, knowing that things would definitely continue to ferment.

Sure enough, an atmosphere of panic permeated the air above Morning Street, and the number of civilians accidentally killed by cultivators was increasing.

They seemed to be testing the walls surrounding Morning Street, trying to escape.

Ren Qing also used Ghost Shadow to test, but his methods were obviously more concealed, and he kept his nerves tense at all times.

However, he came to an absurd conclusion.

The city walls were mixed with some materials that isolated aura, used to shield techniques, but other than that, there was nothing special about them.

The wall was like a door ajar, without any cultivators guarding it, and even mortals could leave through the hole.

Ren Qing felt a strong sense of absurdity, and all kinds of guesses flooded his mind.

Unable to maintain his contemplation of the techniques in such a state, he simply focused his attention on the Prison in his Stomach, building the rudimentary Immortal Market.

He placed all kinds of materials in the Grand Dream Pavilion, and even marked their uses.

These materials were all refined through the Flesh and Blood Furnace, and their effects were varied, most of them being rather useless.

However, the currency for the Immortal Market had not yet been determined.

There was no need to rush for the time being, as the Immortal Market was in its internal testing version, and the specific time for its opening to the outside world was still under discussion.

Old Coffin and the other had almost completed their transition, and the excess True Essence in their bodies dissipated, and was then absorbed by the Heavenly Dao Insect.

Ren Qing secretly decided to let the Heavenly Dao Insect advance to the Nascent Soul stage on its own. If he encountered danger, he would consider consuming two hundred years of lifespan.

He was still somewhat confident in this. As long as the Shadowless Ghost reached the Yin God Fusion stage and transformed the Heavenly Dao Insect into a secondary technique, he should be able to completely control it.

Once the Netherworld Heavenly Insect Art and the Heavenly Dao Insect's nourishment system were established, he could even consider advancing to the Distraction stage in Jing Province.

Immortal Market and nourishment system.

The Heavenly Dao Insect's advancement extended lifespan, plus the Immortal Market's lifespan extension, no matter how you looked at it, it was a broad road to longevity.

He suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and continued to make coffins, with people constantly entering and leaving the shop.

Ren Qing's movements were meticulous, and as the night was about to come, for some reason, his arm suddenly twitched.

A flaw appeared in the pattern on the surface of the coffin.

"So, you've finally come. Don't let me look down on you..."

A faint light flickered on the edge of the wall of Morning Street, a Soul Butterfly Projection hidden in the dark, difficult for others to detect.

Ren Qing closed his eyes and focused his consciousness on the Soul Butterfly Projection. Three cultivators were walking towards the wall.

They all had cultivation bases above the Foundation Establishment stage, but their clothes were soaked with sweat, and they were walking step by step towards the city wall with nervous expressions.

Ren Qing did not allow the Soul Butterfly Projection to approach the three, but simply observed them from a distance.

He had long wanted to leave Morning Street, but for the sake of caution, he simply waited for other cultivators to be unable to restrain themselves and go there before considering it.

The three cultivators looked at each other, all appearing somewhat hesitant.

The middle-aged fat cultivator narrowed his eyes and said, looking at the setting sun, "What are you thinking about? Staying here is also death."

"You should know how many cultivators are preparing to escape Morning Street. If they swarm up at that time, you can imagine the consequences."

"Huang Hao, you take the lead first," his companion couldn't help but urge.

Huang Hao swallowed, and the courage that had just risen dissipated by more than half.

However, after hesitating for a few breaths, he gritted his teeth, pulled open the wooden board, condensed the True Essence of his whole body, and lowered his head to crawl into the hole.

The two people outside stared at the middle-aged fat cultivator who disappeared into the darkness, their expressions uneasy, and their footsteps constantly shifting.

After a moment, there was a sound from inside the hole.

It seemed that Huang Hao stood up and stood blankly in front of the hole.

His companions waited for a long time and couldn't help but tap on the wall with their fingers, using this to inquire whether there was any danger outside.

What they waited for was Huang Hao's terrified cry: "Run, run, there's..."

Before he could finish speaking, the outside of the city wall fell into silence again, and only the sound of heavy objects being dragged could be vaguely heard.

The two cultivators tried several times to crawl into the hole, but eventually turned around and returned to the residential area, obviously frightened out of their wits.

Ren Qing could feel that the middle-aged fat cultivator was still alive through the hole, but he was taken to a place far away from the city wall.

His conjectures about Qingyan Town gradually became clearer, but he still chose to continue waiting.

After a few more days, the number of ordinary people killed by the Infant Fox was decreasing, but the number of missing cultivators was obviously increasing.

More and more cultivators couldn't restrain themselves, and more than a dozen people had already passed through the hole in the city wall.

Without exception, their reactions were mixed with astonished murmurs, as if they had seen something incredible in Qingyan Town.

Ren Qing finished making the last batch of coffins and came to the inner room of the shop.

Old Coffin and the other in the Prison in his Stomach felt sleepy and fainted, unaware that they had been brought to the outside world by Ren Qing.

Ren Qing forcibly added information about the Infant Fox and the way to enter the Immortal Market through dreams to their memories.

As long as they were careful enough, they should not encounter danger in a short period of time.

As for leaving Morning Street, it was up to Old Coffin and Yuan Si to decide. Ren Qing was too lazy to interfere, as long as they could provide Netherworld Essence.

Ren Qing walked out of Three Wood Lane and went straight to the edge of Morning Street.

He stepped into the shadows without hesitation, and then, under the effect of the Yellow Spring Immortal Bone, his body merged with the Ghost Shadow.

"If I'm not mistaken, the Remnant Moon Layer..."

"Has already fallen."

Ren Qing crawled into the wall through the gap, and could feel that there was no resistance at all, as if the sealed Morning Street was a joke.

Before long, he passed through the several-meter-thick wall.

The sunlight shone on the wall, and Ren Qing's eyes suddenly opened up.

The first thing that caught his eye was a series of sentry posts, where he could see a large number of soldiers guarding the city walls, but not to prevent people from Morning Street from escaping.

But to prevent people from outside Morning Street from trying to enter the city walls.

Ren Qing still maintained the state of Ghost Shadow, but after seeing the whole picture of the town, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, his eyes filled with helplessness.

He remembered that when he followed the coolies to the hole before, after talking to the soldiers outside the wall, that person was simply killed.

At that time, Ren Qing thought it was to prevent the spread of the strange, but now it seems...

The facts were clearly the opposite, because Qingyan Town had been occupied by the strange, and the number was more terrifying than imagined.

Ren Qing raised his eyes to look.

It was a town where demons and humans lived together.

Strange beings with elephant heads and human bodies walked on the streets, and the surrounding people revered them like gods, their transformations also appearing as elephant heads and human bodies.

Water mist spewed from the noses of the strange beings, and the cultivators used magic weapons to collect it.

Countless strange trees made of spliced flesh and blood stood in the center of the town, and the cultivators living on them looked like half-human and half-plant.

A rushing river divided Qingyan Town into north and south.

Strange whales tens of meters long jumped out of the water, and the semi-transparent abdomen could see that the belly was filled with mortals, and they were all still alive.

Giant turtle strange beings floated in the clouds above their heads, and it seemed that there were mountains and rivers on them.

There were also Heavenly Insect Art cultivators, but the number accounted for at most one percent.

No wonder the Infant Fox would run to Morning Street. With its strength, it was indeed not enough to see in Qingyan Town.

However, although the strange beings were of various shapes, Ren Qing always felt that they were somewhat similar, and may have all been born from somewhere in the Blood Moon.

Moreover, no Heavenly Strange Realm was found, indicating that even Earth Immortals could not easily create existences above the Heavenly Strange Realm.

Ren Qing shook his head self-deprecatingly.

But from this, it can be seen that no matter in Xiang Township, Shui Ze, or Jing Province, the strongest ability of human beings is to adapt to the environment.

I am afraid that in the decades since Old Coffin was sealed in Morning Street, the disaster formed by the strange beings still broke out, causing the Remnant Moon Layer to be devastated.

However, the people of Jing Province quickly found a way to survive.

They relied on the strange beings to cultivate, and eventually formed a strange and reasonable world, and a new order was re-established.

And in the eyes of the people outside the wall, Morning Street may be a pure land that needs to be protected.

Ren Qing shook his head, which was not good news for the Earth Immortal Heavenly Dao Insect, which meant that the situation was tilting towards the Blood Moon.

He was now completely no longer worried that the Heavenly Dao Insect's wool would be detected, after all, the Earth Immortal Heavenly Dao Insect was already struggling to protect itself.

Ren Qing couldn't help but feel lost, but soon became determined again.

The Blood Moon was also forcing growth, and the goal of cultivators' dependence was changed from the Earth Immortal Heavenly Dao Insect to the strange beings, but he always felt that these demon-like people of Jing Province seemed to be very suitable for the Forbidden Jail Warden Art...