The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing flipped open the first page, a surge of impulse to gouge out his own eyeballs welled up within him.

He forcefully suppressed the discomfort, carefully reading through each page.

The text recorded in "The Law of the Blind" was meticulously written, but it gave him the feeling of wriggling maggots, wanting to crawl out of the paper.

Moreover, half of it was about how to consume human eyes raw.

If he hadn't already mastered "The Law of the Blind," he would probably have been affected by the text, which showed how bizarre the Hundred-Eyed Old Monk who wrote this book was.

By the time Ren Qing finished reading "The Law of the Blind," his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot and sunken, as if he hadn't slept for days.

He carefully kept the book close to his body, but after thinking about it, he felt it wasn't safe enough, so he simply pulled out the bricks from the corner of the wall under the bed and hid it in the hidden compartment.

Then, Ren Qing closed his eyes to rest, taking the opportunity to sort out the contents of the book.

First of all, it could be determined that although he had mastered "The Law of the Blind" by consuming lifespan, he was only just getting started.

The cultivation method of "The Law of the Blind" is to visualize the boundless darkness when blind, gradually transforming the eyes to gain inhuman power.

Ren Qing thought he had already accepted this underworld style, but the content on the last page of "The Law of the Blind" was too bizarre.

To speed up the transformation, one could hold fresh human eyes in their mouth during cultivation, but the price was growing eyes all over the body.

Fortunately, Ren Qing learned about the other two branches of "The Law of the Blind."

This showed that the information stream could obtain the hidden information of the cultivation method.

For example, the One-Eyed and the Double-Pupiled.

Also, although the book mentioned that swallowing eyeballs raw could restore injuries, it didn't mention anything about increasing lifespan, probably because even the Hundred-Eyed Old Monk himself didn't realize it.

Ren Qing had already made a choice in his heart.

Compared to growing eyes all over his body or becoming one-eyed, having double pupils was indeed easier to accept, at least it could barely be considered within the normal range…

Ren Qing had unconsciously begun to get used to the bizarre settings.

The sound of a rooster crowing rang out.

He pinched the space between his eyebrows and walked out of the house, the harmonious sunlight of spring dispelling the coldness on his body.

A burnt smell from burning corpses came from the courtyard.

In the next few days, unless there were more unnatural deaths in Tan Street, the furnace would not stop, after all, they had to clear the mortuary as soon as possible.

Xiao Wu sat on the stone pier in the courtyard, reading a book idly. The three of them took turns, and two people were enough to watch the furnace.

"Brother Qing, I saw you didn't eat at noon, so I specially saved some for you."

Xiao Wu put down the "Hundred Family Surnames" he was using to learn to read and handed the steamed bun to Ren Qing.

When he was in the fire worker hall elsewhere, he not only had to do heavy work every day, but he was often not full, so he was sincerely grateful to Ren Qing.

"I have to leave for a while, I should be back soon."

Ren Qing went to look at the furnace again, and after seeing that there was no problem, he went outside the yamen.

He encountered all kinds of yamen runners on the way, but they were all constables on patrol, and fire workers and jailers were only a minority.

After Ren Qing walked out of the yamen, he went straight to the butcher shop. Since swallowing eyeballs raw could increase lifespan, he naturally wanted to try it.

When passing through the dense crowd on the street, he had a clear understanding of his eyesight, and he could easily discover details that he couldn't usually see.

The stains on the old man selling candied haws, the scholar who had just come back from drinking and had his purse stolen.

Even the bee staying on the hair of the woman who was wearing rouge could be seen clearly.

The application of "The Law of the Blind" gradually became more proficient.

His peripheral vision fell on the beggars on the street, and he couldn't help but frown.

The beggar looked to be in his thirties, limping and reaching out to passersby for money, with a slightly painful expression on his face.

Ren Qing noticed that the beggar's diseased leg was twice as thick as a normal person's leg, and the skin was covered with pustules.

With such severe inflammation, can he still move freely?

He paused slightly and walked over, then took out some loose change and put it in the beggar's broken bowl.

"Thank you, officer, may you live a long life…"

The beggar was grateful. Ren Qing's palm holding the silver coins seemed to inadvertently touch the other person, and a large amount of information gathered in front of him.

[Chen Ergou]

[Age: Twenty-eight]

[Lifespan: Thirteen years]

[Technique: Divine Foot Scripture (incomplete)]

Some information about the Divine Foot Scripture was immediately revealed.

[Created by the Crippled Celestial Taoist, to practice this method, one needs to cut off both legs at the root when the bones are growing and young, confine them in a vegetable vat and feed them with specific medicinal primers. If one does not die for three years, one can grow divine feet.]

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Ren Qing's breathing became slightly rapid. He temporarily stopped going to the butcher shop and wandered around the west district.

He soon made an amazing discovery.

Most of the beggars on the street had leg disabilities, obviously practicing the Divine Foot Scripture, but it was only concentrated in the west district.

Ren Qing realized that he had fallen into a misunderstanding.

If the world's cultivation methods are so bizarre and inexplicable, then the qualification requirements are not high at all, and how much is a human life worth?

For many forces, passing on the cultivation methods has advantages and no disadvantages, and can even be used to control a large amount of force.

Sanxiang Town looks calm on the surface, but in reality, I don't know how many cultivators are hidden.

Moreover, the population in the town is also a bit abnormally large, otherwise, where would it be enough to squander.

Ren Qing gasped, and the impetuousness in his heart that arose from mastering the extraordinary disappeared.

He returned to Tan Street and walked into the butcher shop closest to the yamen.

The butcher was a burly man, wearing a greasy apron. He was sharpening the butcher knife in his hand, and the reflected light was chilling.

Just as Ren Qing was about to speak, the butcher took the initiative to say, "So it's A Qing, I haven't seen you for a few days, I thought something happened to you…"

"Hey, look at my broken mouth, I'll give you two more taels of meat today."

Ren Qing smiled awkwardly. The lonely personality of the predecessor didn't even recognize a few people in the yamen, so how could he deal with the butcher.

He carefully inquired about the ins and outs from the butcher's mouth.

The butcher's surname was Zhang. Mainly, the predecessor's elder brother was familiar with him, and before he died, he specifically asked Zhang the butcher to help take care of Ren Qing, which was one of the few people he could chat with.

"Brother Zhang, I can't see clearly when walking at night recently, can I ask you for some pig eyes to improve my eyesight?"

"No problem, if you want them, I'll keep them for you in the future."

Butcher Zhang agreed readily. Some poor people would buy offal to eat, and pig eyes were usually thrown to the stray dogs on the street.

He first helped Ren Qing chop a few catties of pork belly, then wrapped it in oiled paper and began to use a small knife to dig out the eyeballs on the pig's face.

"A Qing, if you had come to ask for them a while ago, I'm afraid I really wouldn't have been able to get pig eyes here."

Butcher Zhang said with a smile, "Someone specially spent money to buy pig eyes, isn't that strange?"

Ren Qing's pupils dilated. He reached out and stopped Butcher Zhang: "Brother Zhang, just give me the scattered pig eyes, you don't have to dig them out specifically, it will ruin the appearance of the pig's head."

"Also, don't tell others that I come to you for pig eyes…"

Butcher Zhang only thought that Ren Qing was afraid of being discovered and losing face, and agreed repeatedly.

Ren Qing realized that the person who passed the "Law of the Blind" to the bookstore owner was still in Sanxiang Town, and had already begun to consume human eyes raw.