The Secret Way of Immortality

After Ren Qing's Nightmare Art's second mutation ability chose "Recall," he didn't need to worry too much about pulling people into the Immortal Market.

As long as the other party's cultivation was below his, he could probe the thoughts of the beings in the dream and determine whether there were any spies inside.

If he encountered monks with more complex or fluctuating thoughts, he could directly use dream spells to implant ideas into their memories.

The Immortal Market's concealment was far beyond imagination.

Ren Qing looked at Wu Liangzi. If he couldn't pull the latter back from the brink of alienation and loss of control, he actually planned to forcibly enter his dream and tamper with his memory.

Fortunately, Wu Liangzi regained consciousness just as he was about to collapse, and even his own realm showed a tendency to break through.

Ren Qing nodded slightly upon seeing this.

Although Wu Liangzi didn't have real power and seemed more like a scapegoat sect leader at any time, he could at least control the recruitment of Daoist boys.

This would play a decisive role in the future expansion of the Wuwei Taoist Temple.

Ren Qing was also more certain that he wanted the Forbidden Prison Hall to participate in the game of Jing Prefecture, because the risks and opportunities here were disproportionate.

The battle between two Earth Immortal stage existences, even for some insignificant resources, could make Yin Messenger Realm and even Yang God Realm cultivators jealous.

However, the positioning of the Wuwei Taoist Temple as a force became somewhat awkward.

Wu Liangzi, as the sect leader, was only at the Core Formation stage, which was equivalent to the Ghost Messenger Realm, and he was still practicing the Heavenly Worm Art, which was essentially making wedding clothes for others.

For the Forbidden Prison Hall, was there really a need to cooperate with the Wuwei Taoist Temple?

In comparison, those heterodox cultivators were obviously more in line with the Forbidden Prison Art, and their forces were scattered, so they could completely use wolves to devour tigers.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes. Although he was not a disciple of the Wuwei Taoist Temple, he had indeed benefited greatly from the Heavenly Dao Art on his path of cultivation.

Moreover, the Netherworld Art he cultivated might be the last Heavenly Dao Art in the world.

He still hoped that the Wuwei Taoist Temple could preserve its orthodoxy and merge into the Forbidden Prison Hall.

Just like Yellow Sand City, it was said that the prison guards there still called themselves officials authorized Taoists, and the Forbidden Prison Hall had no objection to this.

The Gobi people had special physiques and were naturally perfectly compatible with the Yellow Sand Art, which inevitably led to the formation of small groups similar to sects.

The Forbidden Prison Hall was not worried at all, because in this world, the right to speak was always in the hands of the few with the strongest cultivation.

Moreover, as long as one cultivated the Forbidden Prison Art, their camp was already locked, and they were naturally enemies in the eyes of beings like the Black Goat and the Heavenly Dao Worm.

Ren Qing looked around the entire mountain, scanning the dilapidated Taoist temples.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly. The Wuwei Taoist Temple had fallen into its current state of decline, and if the Heavenly Worm Art, which had great drawbacks, was removed,

There would really be nothing left.

The Forbidden Prison Hall wouldn't even give the Wuwei Taoist Temple a second glance.

However, Ren Qing felt that the Jing Prefecture people who were擬虫化 (mimicking insect transformation) had extraordinary potential, representing a physique similar to the Earth Immortal stage Heavenly Dao Worm.

After hesitating for a long time, he decided to create a true "Heavenly Dao Art" suitable for the Wuwei Taoist Temple based on the Netherworld Heavenly Worm Art.

Well, he would use the Core Formation stage as a watershed, reaping benefits from those in the lower realms, and transforming those in the higher realms into a Heavenly Dao Art similar to the Forbidden Prison Art.

He could refer to the "Water Swamp Art" before it was perfected. The latter, after reaching the Ghastly Devourer Realm, would complete the spell by devouring strange objects.

In the early stage, they would cultivate in the form of the Heavenly Dao Art, and in the later stage, they would converge to the same destination by integrating strange objects.

In this way, the two spells would converge to the same destination after reaching the Yang God Realm.

Ren Qing believed that even if the Heavenly Dao Child were to rebuild his cultivation, he would inevitably choose the Forbidden Prison Art, and the other spells would inevitably have various flaws.

He couldn't help but ponder. However, perfecting the Heavenly Dao Art would take a very long time and couldn't be done overnight.

There was no need to rush at the moment. The situation in Jing Prefecture could probably last for hundreds of years.

Ren Qing glanced at the still bright sky, simply closed his eyes to visualize the spells, and didn't get up until late at night.

Only a few patrolling Taoists were on the entire mountain, and the rest of the disciples had already fallen asleep.

He appeared at the mountain gate in a few flashes, and then faint rays of light floated up from all directions. They were projections of imperceptible soul butterflies.

The patrolling Taoists only thought they were fireflies and couldn't help but reach out to touch them.

As a result, sleepiness surged into their heads, and they fell straight to the ground. Soon, deafening snoring rose and fell.

Ren Qing counted the number: "Currently, there are eighty-five Taoists and Daoist boys left behind, enough, enough."

There were indeed hundreds of people around the Wuwei Taoist Temple during the day, but most of them were farmers, which showed that their focus was on farming and business.

Ren Qing first used dream spells to skim through all the disciples and found eight spies who had dealings with heterodox cultivators.

He would naturally not pull them into the Immortal Market, but considering that he couldn't deal with them without alarming the others,

He had to inform Wu Liangzi and let the latter pay attention to them.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ren Qing used the No-Eyed Art as the main method, and the Dream Butterfly Art and Nightmare Art as secondary methods, to bring a full seventy-three strands of consciousness to the Immortal Market.

The originally deserted streets suddenly became lively, but everyone looked confused.

The Immortal Market was located in the center of the island. As the Wine Lake evaporated, a faint fragrance permeated, and the water surface was covered with a thin mist.

The Kunpeng jumped out from it, setting off the place like a fairyland.

After a brief daze, Wu Liangzi immediately reacted.

Since the Earth Immortal was returning to Jing Prefecture, the current Wuwei Taoist Temple was of no help at all, and he could only use spells to bestow immortal opportunities.

But the news could not be leaked for the time being.

He walked to the front of the crowd and said in a serious voice: "This place is transformed from a magic weapon left by the Heavenly Dao Child Ancestor, and it is a hidden place of the former Wuwei Taoist Temple."

"Senior Brother, you..."

Qing Songzi opened his mouth. The Wu Liangzi in front of him had become extremely unfamiliar. Only in the first few years of inheriting the position of sect leader did he have such heroic bearing.

He didn't know what to say, but he noticed that the buildings in the Immortal Market had the style of the Wuwei Taoist Temple, and his doubts disappeared for the most part.

A few memories appeared in Wu Liangzi's mind, mainly about the information of the Immortal Market.

He pointed to a well in the Immortal Market and said with certainty: "You can transform your own true essence into spirit crystals for trading here."

The so-called spirit crystals were the Immortal Market currency determined by Ren Qing. The transformation from true essence was also because it was more convenient to collect.

Even if the monks didn't use up the spirit crystals, they could be transformed back into true essence in their bodies.

Of course, in order to ensure that the currency would not flood and that there would be no situation of draining the pond to get all the fish, the number of spirit crystals that could be exchanged each month was very limited.

Only by improving one's own realm can one exchange for more spirit crystals.

It was actually somewhat similar to the Forbidden Prison Hall's salary.

Ren Qing did not open up a free market either. At present, spirit crystals could not be transferred to others in order to ensure the order of the Wuwei Taoist Temple.

After hesitating for a long time, the disciples dispersed, and some of them gradually disappeared because they woke up from the dream in panic.

The idea that the existence of the Immortal Market could not be leaked had already been buried in their memories.

Tian Fuzi carefully looked at the only few buildings in the Immortal Market. She found the coffin old man carving patterns in the coffin shop and couldn't help but step forward to ask: "Senior, what exactly is this..."

The coffin old man knew that monks would come, so he naturally knew what to say and what not to say, so he just shook his head in silence.

Some of the disciples gathered in front of the Great Dream Coffin Shop.

Although the coffin old man's cultivation was limited to the Foundation Establishment stage due to the Netherworld Heavenly Worm Art, the aura he exuded was extremely heavy.

They even suspected that the coffin old man was a phantom transformed from a magic weapon.

However, when they touched the coffin, under the effect of the dream spell, the number of spirit crystals required to exchange for the magic weapon was prohibitive.

Seeing this, Qing Songzi said with respect: "Senior's refining skills are so superb that they are simply admired by us juniors."

The coffin old man looked a little impatient, waved his hand, and ignored them.

He already knew how to refine flesh and blood magic weapons, but he couldn't even get started, and the coffin magic weapons in the shop were all left by Ren Qing.

Qing Songzi was snubbed and left the Great Dream Coffin Shop in a dejected manner, only to find that the flow of people on the street was sparse.

Almost all the disciples had gone to a shop called Great Dream Pavilion.

Qing Songzi hesitated and walked into the Great Dream Pavilion. After a few breaths of trance, what came into view was a dazzling array of counters.

Countless materials were placed on the counters, and even the bones of unknown giant beasts and the still-living remnants of flesh and blood.

He now believed most of it. Perhaps the Wuwei Taoist Temple hundreds of years ago was so unimaginably prosperous.

Qing Songzi found that many herbs could greatly assist in cultivation, and there was also a material called Ghastly Dust that could even suppress alienation.

But he only had ten spirit crystals, and there wasn't much he could buy.

Qing Songzi did not choose to squander them, but walked out of the Great Dream Pavilion.

He looked at the most silent building in the Immortal Market, with the plaque engraved with "Great Dream Secret Collection." The former Wuwei Taoist Temple also had a secret collection pavilion.

Qing Songzi came to the Great Dream Secret Collection.

The bookshelves were separated and placed, and the number of disciples inside was not large, but they were all reading the books with serious expressions.

Seeing this, Qing Songzi picked up a book with the words "Water River Scripture" written on the cover.

He opened it with rapid breathing. The content of the book was clearly the orthodox Heavenly Dao Art of the Immortal Sect, but it had long disappeared in the long river of history with the extinction of the Heavenly Dao worm eggs.

In addition, there were also Heavenly Dao refining methods that had been mostly lost on the bookshelf, as well as some miscellaneous Taoist classics.

It cost spirit crystals to obtain all the content of the book.

The Netherworld Heavenly Worm Art was also among them. Ren Qing didn't have to force it. This spell would naturally become popular with the fermentation of time.

No disciples questioned the connection between the Immortal Market and the Wuwei Taoist Temple anymore.

When the sun rose.

The disciples of the Wuwei Taoist Temple opened their eyes, and when they looked at the dilapidated Taoist Temple again, there was a little more recognition on their faces.

As for Ren Qing?

He was sitting cross-legged in the mountains, staring at his lifespan with a happy mood.

Whether it was the Ghost Market or the Immortal Market, the lifespan it brought was extremely considerable, and it was far from reaching the peak of lifespan extension efficiency.

He made a killing.

Thanks to Xi Si Bingcha, 饕荧, DANIEL, 帝释霸皇, and book friend 20220324230212741937 for the reward.