The Secret Way of Immortality

Wu Liangzi, not bothering to adjust his disheveled clothes, stowed away the bronze mirror artifact and rushed towards the foot of the mountain.

His expression was slightly fanatical, and his agitated emotions made his soul somewhat unstable.

Disciples along the way saw Wu Liangzi hurrying and asked questions, but the latter ignored them, heading straight for the distant farmstead.

Qing Songzi had never seen Wu Liangzi so distraught, and couldn't help but mutter a few words, his feet itching to follow and investigate.

The Taoist priest beside him quickly stopped him, pointing to the many young children and saying, "Martial Uncle, it's time to check their Taoist potential."

Qing Songzi glanced in the direction of the farmstead, signaling the children to come closer to him.

The ceremony of bestowing the Taoist children was very orderly, and the children were yearning for cultivation, with no crying or fussing.

Wu Liangzi went straight into the farmstead, his face flushed as he looked around, but he couldn't see any traces of fighting nearby.

Although he didn't know Huang Qi's status in the Wuwei Taoist Temple, he could vaguely glean some information from the historical records.

Legend has it that there is a celestial mountain in the Wuwei Taoist Temple, which contains hundreds of cave dwellings, representing the three hundred and sixty-five acupoints of the body.

The cave dwellings are where the core disciples of the Wuwei Taoist Temple seclude themselves, and they are known by later generations as the three hundred and sixty-five earthly immortals.

I wonder which earthly immortal Martial Uncle Huang Qi is?

Or perhaps none of the earthly immortals of that year died, and they have all come to Jingzhou now. Could it be that the Wuwei Taoist Temple is really about to return?

Wu Liangzi became manic with excitement, and his own aura involuntarily emanated.

His body and soul were already abnormal, so he usually focused on self-cultivation to avoid accidents that could lead to cultivation deviation.

Wu Liangzi carefully asked, "Martial Uncle Huang Qi, are you there?"

The cold wind blew, and a few mountain birds that hadn't yet overwintered let out hoarse cries.

He was a little unconvinced, and carefully checked every inch of soil and every plant, but still found no trace.

"How is that possible? Could it be an illusion?"

Wu Liangzi took out the Vault of Heaven artifact, but the bronze mirror was like a stubborn stone, and no matter how much true essence he poured into it, it didn't react at all.

He became dazed, standing blankly for a long time before unconsciously taking out a jade pendant, which contained information from Qing Songzi.

Qing Songzi asked him about the situation nearby and whether he needed support.

Wu Liangzi shook his head dejectedly and slowly returned to the open space at the foot of the mountain.

After all, he represented a sect leader, so he had to brace himself and echo the farmers in a low voice, but it was obvious that he had something on his mind.

Wu Liangzi pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly, his eyes falling on the dozen or so young children, and a slight palpitation arose in his heart.

"Perhaps Martial Uncle is inconvenient to show himself, so he's hiding in the shadows?"

"It must be so."

Wu Liangzi quickly walked to the children's side and checked their bones and qualifications with his hands, but his expression couldn't help but show some doubt.

The children had very few signs of aberrance, and in theory, they could practice any kind of spell, even some of the more demanding aberrant and strange spells.

If only a single child had a similar situation, it should just be a coincidence.

But a dozen children with similar physiques, it's impossible no matter how you think about it.

Qing Songzi asked cautiously, "Wu Liangzi, Senior Brother, does it seem like the work of those aberrant and strange creatures from Qingqiu?"

Wu Liangzi was speechless, and the joy in his heart brought about by Huang Qi was dispelled a lot.

Outside Qingyan Town, Nanshan is occupied by a group of fox-like aberrant and strange creatures, who call themselves Qingqiu, and especially like to collect children with less aberrance.

Then they sell the children to various forces in exchange for resources.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Qing Songzi immediately said, "Senior Brother, this batch of children cannot be accepted."

Wu Liangzi gritted his teeth and said, "No, accept them, we must accept them!"

Qing Songzi could see that Wu Liangzi was in a state of confusion, and couldn't help but remind him, "Senior Brother, there are a large number of Qingqiu aberrant and strange creatures, even the mountain oni cultivators dare not offend them, you…"

"Are you crazy?!"

"Crazy… crazy… crazy…"

The aberrant marks on Wu Liangzi's body began to deepen, which was a sign of imminent loss of control, and his aura also became unstable.

He closed his eyes in pain, and under the influence of the aberrant body and soul, the few words he heard in the Taoist temple became extremely unreal.

"Qing Songzi, I… I can't tell the difference, am I really going crazy?"

The farmers all took a few steps back, and the scene became a little silent for a while.

Qing Songzi looked worried, and grabbed Wu Liangzi's shoulder tightly with his right hand: "Senior Brother, you should go to the Ancestral Master's statue and recite the morning lesson."

"I'll take the children first, and consider it after you calm down."

Wu Liangzi nodded in a daze, and walked towards the mountain Taoist temple, but he was still muttering to himself.

"Am I crazy?"

"No, I'm not crazy."

……

Qing Songzi greeted the many newly initiated Taoist children to receive their Taoist robes and artifacts, while explaining that Wu Liangzi was just feeling a little unwell.

It took him a lot of time to appease the farmers.

In fact, as long as the children are not particularly seriously aberrated, the Wuwei Taoist Temple will accept them.

As for the physique of those with innate spiritual roots, it's one in ten thousand, originating from the cultivators who once mastered the Heavenly Dao Law, and their descendants may inherit it.

However, since the arrival of the aberrant and strange creatures, such physiques have become less and less common.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the farmers began to busy themselves again, after all, rice farming doesn't allow for many days of rest throughout the year.

Ren Qing walked around the Wuwei Taoist Temple, then set up a soul butterfly projection, and noticed that the batch of children had already joined the sect.

He casually found a secluded place and continued to improve the immortal market in his abdomen's prison.

Since it will be fully opened soon, Ren Qing naturally had to minimize the flaws in the immortal market as much as possible, so as not to be detected of any abnormalities.

And he also began to practice the aberrant branch ability of Dream Iteration, trying to narrow the distance between the ghost market and the immortal market, to prepare for the future.

Ren Qing closed his eyes and felt the collision and fusion of the three dream spells, causing a faint mist to suddenly fill the position of the Lake Heart Island.

Like a mirage, the vague appearance of the ghost market faintly appeared in it.

Yuan Si and the two had already returned to the immortal market, and were immediately shocked by the scene in front of them, the streets in the mist were simply…

A riot of demons!!!

The bizarre-looking Warden held a wriggling strange fetus weapon.

They gathered into teams in an orderly manner, their faces solemn but not afraid, giving people an extremely terrifying sense of suffocation.

Ren Qing couldn't help but be a little surprised, glanced at the information flow and muttered to himself: "It seems that the Warden Hall is going to have some big action, the transaction volume of the ghost market has suddenly skyrocketed, not bad."

He took the opportunity to earn several decades of lifespan, although he couldn't participate in the task, the benefits he obtained were real.

Ren Qing maintained the mirage for a moment, and when he felt a little tired, he prepared to cancel it.

At this moment, the dream spell sensed a persistent thought targeting him, and the other party seemed to be about to suffer from cultivation deviation in a half-dreaming and half-awake state.

Ren Qing frowned and immediately cast the dream-entering ability of the Dark Nightmare Lord.

His consciousness came to the familiar Taoist temple, in the center was the statue of the Heavenly Dao Child, and on both sides were the Taoist Ancestor and memorial tablets.

Wu Liangzi closed his eyes and knelt under the statue of the Heavenly Dao Child, and dark red blood oozed from his facial features due to the aberrance and loss of control.

"Ancestral Master, I know my abilities are limited…"

"I am just the sect leader elected by the sect, unable to leave the Taoist temple for the rest of my life, and always ready to sacrifice for the Wuwei Taoist Temple."

Wu Liangzi bit his lip unwillingly: "But I have seen the Wuwei Taoist Temple hundreds of years ago in the classics, that was a true immortal sect."

"It shouldn't be the current Wuwei Taoist Temple…"

His eyeballs rolled around randomly, his aura began to become chaotic, cracks appeared in his meridians, and his dantian gradually swelled.

"Ancestral Master, disciple really doesn't know what is true or false, please give me guidance…"

"Disciple is really tired."

The chrysanthemum mouth on Wu Liangzi's forehead stretched out its tongue, wrapped around his neck, looking like he was about to completely lose control.

Seeing this, Ren Qing shook his head slightly, it was the first time he had seen someone drive himself crazy.

He pointed his finger out of thin air.

Wu Liangzi suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a figure wrapped in black mist appearing in front of him, his finger placed on the center of his brow.

"The Dao begets the Dao, the Dao of Wuwei…"

A faint sigh came.

Wu Liangzi trembled all over.

He heard that the voice was Huang Qi from the Vault of Heaven artifact, and the aberrance of his body gradually converged.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Liangzi seemed to feel his soul leaving his body, and his consciousness followed the figure wandering between heaven and earth, and finally came to the Lake Heart Island.

Wu Liangzi looked at the mist in a loss.

"This is…"

The mist was fickle.

He saw Song Zongwu with four arms and six eyes standing on top of the Dream Tree, slapping his palm, and an extremely terrifying air wave rolled up out of thin air.

"Earthly Immortal?"

Seeing that Song Zongwu was ready, Li Tiangang no longer held back.

He drew a piece of paper from his mind, and the huge sand ship appeared as a result, and there was also paper attached to the bottom of the ship, making the artifact have the ability to float.

"Let's go, it's time to solve the Disaster Elimination Forbidden Area, we can't delay."

The horn sounded.

The Wardens showed their abilities and jumped onto the deck of the sand ship.

Then there were the sky full of vines and swarms of insects.

Mu Yi was dragged by plant branches and stood on the largest sand ship.

Li Yaoyang followed closely behind, his body was still incomplete, but countless black beetles could be seen crawling from the gaps.

Bai Guniang stepped on a ferocious flying sword, and behind her were more than a dozen strange fetus artifact scabbards, setting off the momentum extremely evilly.

"Gagagagaga…"

Sun emitted a strange cry, flapped its wings and came to the edge of Abi Hell, scratched hard with its claws, and opened a crack leading to the vicinity of the Forbidden Area.

The sand ship drove into the crack.

Hundreds of Wardens waved strange fetus artifacts and headed towards the Disaster Elimination Forbidden Area.

The mist dissipated.

Wu Liangzi then noticed the immortal market he was in, his expression was neither crying nor laughing, but at least his soul was no longer collapsing.

Ren Qing waved his hand, causing Wu Liangzi's consciousness to return to his body.

The years had not left a trace on the statue of the Heavenly Dao Child, as if the world was still the same.

Wu Liangzi knelt blankly, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and at the same time he realized that he could go to the immortal market at any time in his sleep.

The aberrance on his body faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the chrysanthemum mouth on his forehead closed accordingly.

Wu Liangzi stood up, his eyes clear and straight, staring at the statue of the Heavenly Dao Child.

He was like waking up from a big dream, and said respectfully: "Disciple Wu Liangzi…"

"Hereby respectfully welcome the Earthly Immortal…"

"Descend."

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