The Secret Way of Immortality

Zhu Dashuang drove the horde of corpses to the entrance of the nameless town, immediately attracting the attention of the zombie constables, more than a dozen pairs of eyes looking at them.

The zombie constables all possessed the cultivation of white zombies, but the wind-cold pathogens within their bodies were more numerous, resulting in a body temperature far lower than usual.

Most of them were once hibernators before death, showing how relatively easy it was to become an immortal from broken stones.

Ren Qing mixed into Zhu Dashuang's horde of corpses, trying his best to restrain his own aura.

The situation within the town was too complicated, and he needed a large number of zombies to cooperate, so he prepared to disguise himself as a zombie and sneak in.

Ren Qing increased his vitality to about 50%, the shriveled and withered flesh becoming fresh, and revealing a timely decay.

His current appearance was almost indistinguishable from a purple zombie, with the illusion of the Mirror Immortal assisting, his body without any flaws.

As for the unique corpse aura of a purple zombie, it was replaced by the Yin Qi Dream Flower.

It could be said that Ren Qing looked like a real purple zombie from head to toe, but it was only a facade, and he would immediately be exposed once he made a move.

The constables didn't care about Zhu Dashuang at all, asking routinely as if performing a routine inspection.

The leader was an old white zombie named Lu Liang, the blood vessels under his translucent skin appearing light green, indicating that he was not far from becoming a green zombie.

Ren Qing thought that Zhu Dashuang bringing more than a dozen purple zombies would cause a big reaction, but he didn't expect the constables to be so indifferent.

Lu Liang looked at Zhu Dashuang and asked in a hoarse voice, "Zhu Dashuang?"

"I'm here..."

Zhu Dashuang was pulled aside, and the newly born purple zombies were registered by the constables.

Ren Qing frowned slightly, learning from Zhu Dashuang's memory that usually, a purple zombie was only born every two or three years.

Now that more than a dozen appeared at once, shouldn't it attract great attention?

Ren Qing rubbed his temples with a headache.

He knew that after zombies were born with souls, they would retain some memories from their previous lives.

Some of these dozen or so purple zombies had mastered the means of refining magical artifacts, which should have been learned from the tribes in the Corrupted Blood Plains before their deaths.

This also explained why zombies would build towns with an official system, after all, cultivators inevitably strayed into the forbidden zone throughout the ages.

Ren Qing wanted to use the characteristics of zombies to gain a foothold in this nameless town.

He made inconspicuous improvements to the Yin Gathering Array of the Corpse Refinement Technique, and added false memories to Zhu Dashuang, so that the latter would reveal his extraordinary "talent" to the constables.

In this way, Ren Qing could easily sneak into the government.

Any place with a yamen, having an official status would always make things easier, and he might even find other gains.

But unfortunately, Ren Qing's plan failed, and the constables were lifeless for some reason, not caring about the origin of the purple zombies at all.

As a result, Zhu Dashuang was driven away from the vicinity by Lu Liang as soon as he completed the procedures for the purple zombies to enter the city, showing that the status of corpse raisers was indeed not high.

"Come with me."

Lu Liang swept over the stunned purple zombies, emitting a strong corpse aura as he spoke, and then turned and walked quickly into the city gate.

Ren Qing raised his eyebrows in confusion. If he wasn't mistaken, the old white zombie seemed to have a strange fear of the town.

It wasn't because of anything, but because he wanted to stay away from the town.

As he pondered, another group of zombies came to the city gate from the south, with fewer purple zombies mixed in, indicating that this was the normal situation.

He wondered how many corpse raisers the "Corpse City's" government had raised.

Ren Qing followed the old white zombie and bent over to enter the city gate, and felt a chill coming over him as soon as he stepped into the passage.

After becoming a zombie, he was very slow to react to anything unusual, showing how cold it was.

Of course, the cold was definitely not because the zombies were suffering from wind-cold.

There were lanterns with corpse oil burning on both sides of the wall, and the blue bricks were covered with frost, the temperature inside and outside differing by at least thirty or forty degrees.

Ren Qing suddenly realized that the town might really be related to the Drunken Butcher.

The day and night temperature difference in the swamp was so strange back then, and the source was naturally the environmental alienation caused by the corpse after the death of a Heavenly Gu Realm expert.

Could it be that the Drunken Butcher's lower body was in the Dead Man's Forbidden Zone?

Ren Qing didn't know why, his footsteps continuing as he walked through the passage, the blood in the surrounding purple zombies having almost solidified.

Fortunately, the zombie's movements would not be affected until the joints were frozen.

Corpse City was filled with depression, and the sound of tearing constantly came from the soles of the purple zombies' feet, as the flesh was sticking to the ground tiles because of the cold.

At the moment of lifting the foot, the flesh separated from the sole of the foot, and the ground was already covered with flesh and blood.

The ghostly green flames of burning corpse oil, the debris of flesh and blood covering the ground, Ren Qing was not going to a town, but to the underworld.

The underworld was empty, the dead were in the yang world.

After continuing to walk for a few minutes, the exit of the passage in the distance came into view.

Despite Corpse City being surrounded by towering walls, there was not a single building inside, only mounds like graves scattered among them.

In Ren Qing's perspective, Corpse City was a mass grave sealed within the city walls.

Countless zombies were squatting on top of the mounds, all with the cultivation of white zombies, looking blankly at the arrival of the purple zombies.

The atmosphere was strange and inexplicable, appearing lifeless, only despair.

"It's here..."

Lu Liang's hoarse voice sounded, and under the hibernator's translucent skin, the dead heart was beating at a low frequency.

But the heartbeat did not relax him, but made him extremely nervous.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes and checked the other party's condition from the perspective of his Heavy Pupils, but saw that his heart was filled with a massive amount of wind-cold pathogens.

As the heart beat, the heat from his whole body was absorbed by the wind-cold pathogens.

"Quick... hurry..."

Lu Liang opened the path in the corner and hurried into the passage inside the city wall.

The purple zombies, on the other hand, did not show any strangeness, at most their movements were stiff due to the cold, and they slowly followed into the passage.

Lu Liang leaned against the wall, covering his chest with his right hand and panting heavily.

Ren Qing noticed that the muscles of the old white zombie's limbs were dissolving to varying degrees, as if ice was gradually liquefying after encountering high temperatures.

Lu Liang's face was twisted, and he swept over the purple zombies coldly.

He then locked onto one, walked forward quickly with trembling arms, directly took out the purple zombie's heart, and exchanged it with his own.

The purple zombie immediately fell to the ground. Since he was not a hibernator, the lack of a heart had a great impact on him, and he soon died because of it.

The old white zombie did not hide it, grabbed the purple zombie's right foot and walked towards the depths.

Ren Qing was a little surprised, how could the wind-cold pathogens be so terrifying even if they mutated, it seemed that they could easily take the life of a white zombie.

Lu Liang went to the depths without looking back. This place was more like a closed air-raid shelter, with debris piled up in the corners everywhere.

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Many details could be found with traces of Buddhism and Taoism, but they were all of a certain age.

Ren Qing looked around, and Corpse City gave him a very strange feeling, full of desperate zombies everywhere, but maintaining a strange order.

The ghost shadow separated from the sole of his foot and searched for possible clues along the shadows.

Ren Qing quickly found purple zombies in some empty rooms.

The purple zombies were all locked in coffins, absorbing the Yin Qi in the air, slowly strengthening their cultivation, and transforming into white zombies.

At this moment, Lu Liang stopped, and a dilapidated door appeared in front of him, barely able to tell from the outside that it was a simple yamen.

"Old Lu..."

The Yin Calamity Realm green zombie old woman stood motionless at the yamen door, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the corpse horde. The yamen uniform she was wearing should be equivalent to Ren Qing's fireworker foreman.

The ghost shadow contacted the two.

【Lu Liang】

【Age: 1,326】

【Lifespan: None】

【Technique: Corpse Refinement Technique (White Zombie)】

The green zombie old woman's name was "Chen Chuan", and her information stream was slightly different.

【Chen Chuan】

【Age: 2,135】

【Lifespan: None】

【Technique: Corpse Refinement Technique (Green Zombie), Immortal Devouring Technique (Firewood Gatherer)】

Ren Qing did not expect that the first Yin Calamity Realm green zombie he met actually mastered the Immortal Devouring Technique, which showed that the Corpse Refinement Technique and the Jailer Art could indeed coexist.

And Corpse City must have secrets related to the Drunken Butcher.

Ren Qing was not very interested in the Drunken Butcher's secrets, after all, the primary and secondary techniques in his stomach world had already been promoted to the Yang God Realm.

He believed that the Gluttony Technique matched with the four secondary techniques, plus the self-selected variation branch, even the Drunken Butcher could not compare.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

As a green zombie, the old woman's flesh and blood were like mud, constantly decaying and healing, and it was impossible to tell what she looked like before she died.

Ren Qing couldn't help but look at Chen Chuan. He had only seen records of the realms above white zombie in the Corpse Refinement Technique.

He thought that the zombie's body would become more and more stable as it advanced, as it did from pseudo-zombie to white zombie, but he didn't expect the green zombie to have a tendency to collapse.

Or was Chen Chuan's refinement crooked?

Chen Chuan asked, "Why are there so many purple zombies this time?"

"I don't know, maybe they found a place of extreme Yin."

Chen Chuan didn't care about Lu Liang's statement, and then patted the door with her hand, and more than a dozen white zombie constables walked out of the yamen.

After lighting the fire with petroleum, they cut off some flesh and blood from the purple zombies.

Ren Qing was no exception, but he was somewhat guilty, ready to use his technique to influence Chen Chuan's soul's cognition at any time.

The white zombie constables did not have high intelligence, so Lu Liang was responsible for more complicated matters.

They placed the purple zombie meat on the fire in a methodical manner, a behavior that Ren Qing couldn't understand. He felt like they were testing something.

Could it be the aptitude for cultivating the Corpse Refinement Technique?

As soon as this thought came to Ren Qing's mind, he saw several pieces of purple zombie's flesh crackle and then be placed aside by the constables.

His mouth twitched.

It turned out that they were just looking at the flammability of the purple zombie's flesh and blood, so it seemed...

Lu Chuan picked out most of the purple zombies, and seeing that Ren Qing's flesh and blood did not burn for a long time, he said with a surprised expression, "Take them all to the Molten Fire Furnace."

The flammable purple zombies were led by Lu Liang to the center of Corpse City, and Ren Qing was among them.

However, Lu Liang's attitude towards Ren Qing was obviously more gentle, even with a hint of flattery, as if it involved some interests.

Ren Qing secretly kept all kinds of weird things in his heart, and the ghost shadow had spread throughout Corpse City.

He now just wanted to find a quiet place, figure out where the Yang God Realm zombie was, and then study the special features of the Corpse Refinement Technique.

This alternative immortality of zombies had made Ren Qing itchy for a long time.

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