The Secret Way of Immortality

The Changsheng Forbidden Area has always been relatively calm.

Since the Forbidden Realm enveloped the town, the cultivators could freely use the Forbidden Soldier Arts and no longer needed to fear the Changsheng species.

Ren Qing didn't pay much attention to the Changsheng Forbidden Area, only knowing it had hundreds of thousands of people, unaware that the number had surged to nearly a million.

The Stomach World continuously provided food, and the Changsheng Forbidden Area didn't even need to cultivate, as the price of food was almost free.

In this situation, the Forbidden Soldier Hall put all its energy into developing body cultivation.

Martial arts training halls sprung up like a hundred schools of thought contending; every hundred meters on the streets and alleys, you could see one; after body cultivation became widespread, even street vendors could perform powerful punches.

The Forbidden Soldier Hall refined the entry-level Martial Human Realm, dividing it into five stages: Skin Refining, Blood Refining, Tendon Refining, Bone Refining, and Marrow Refining.

Skin Refining and Blood Refining were roughly equivalent to the Martial Human Realm, while Tendon Refining and Bone Refining were equivalent to the Half-Corpse Realm.

Usually, as long as one broke through the Marrow Refining stage, it was equivalent to touching the Ghost Envoy Realm, and body cultivation could be smoothly converted into the corresponding Forbidden Soldier Art.

For example, the Gale Sword Art related to the Pneumothorax Disease Seed could be converted into the Gale Art, turning the blood into a liquid-like airflow.

The Forbidden Soldier Hall had taken root in the Changsheng Forbidden Area over the past century, and the people in the town no longer rejected it, even taking pride in joining.

The streets were bustling with low-level body cultivation cultivators.

Because they couldn't control the disease seed in their bodies, most of them looked sickly, until they advanced to Blood Refining, they could completely suppress the disease seed.

A middle-aged man walked through the streets, and from the patterns embroidered on his clothes, it could be seen that he was a head instructor of a martial arts training hall.

He was very loved by the nearby people, and people kept chatting with him along the way.

An old man carrying a hundred pounds of goods came over and couldn't help but whisper, "Instructor Zhou, Old Chen's son-in-law died early, leaving behind a lonely widow, what do you think..."

Zhou Wu silently shook his head, unable to help but recall his dead wife and children, and his younger brother Zhou Zuo San, who was far away.

"Oh, Instructor Zhou, you are a Ghost Envoy Realm martial artist, even if you are over a hundred years old, you are only in middle age, why bother..."

"Thank you, old man, there are too many things in the martial arts training hall, I'll take my leave first."

Zhou Wu smiled and hurriedly left, thinking about letting Little San get married and start a family as soon as possible; it's not good to be addicted to refining weapons every day.

He was no longer the Little Wu from Xiangxiang; the accumulation of hundreds of years had worn away his youth, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes highlighted his stability.

Zhou Wu walked quickly towards the martial arts training hall he opened.

He mainly specialized in the Five Spirit Poison Palm, which was related to the Poison Bone Skill taught by Huang Ziwan; don't look at his ordinary appearance, his bones were faintly black.

Zhou Wu's body fluids were highly poisonous; unless one also practiced the Five Spirit Poison Palm, prolonged contact would definitely lead to poisoning and death.

Bang!!!

A loud noise came from the south wall, and rubble fell from the sky.

Zhou Wu looked at the source in astonishment, ignoring the martial arts training hall, and ran towards the city wall, while operating the poisonous gas in his meridians.

Under the effect of the Poison Bone Skill, his skin turned purplish-red, and a bubble-like bulge appeared in his palm, containing venom.

The town surrounded the central Changsheng Tree, and the city walls were naturally connected to each other.

The Forbidden Soldier Hall didn't set up official government offices, but the duties of the head instructors of the martial arts training halls were not small; they had to gather on their own in case of danger.

When Zhou Wu arrived at the top of the city wall, many head instructors were pouring kerosene to prevent the Changsheng species from climbing the city wall.

He quickly joined in, and the tense atmosphere left everyone no time to speak.

The number of head instructors of martial arts training halls quickly exceeded five hundred, all from all over the city, practicing different body cultivation techniques.

The last time the Changsheng species attacked the city was thirty years ago, which lasted for more than ten days, and several sections of the city wall were destroyed.

But today is different; the strength of the Forbidden Soldier Hall is constantly expanding; the number of Ghost Envoy Realm cultivators thirty years ago was only one-tenth of what it is now.

Taking advantage of the interval of preparing defenses, Zhou Wu looked at the Changsheng species, and his pupils dilated.

The Changsheng species he had encountered before included birds and beasts, said to originate from the strange objects bred by the Forbidden Soldier Arts.

But this time's Changsheng species were different.

The upper body of the Changsheng species was human, covered with sparse feathers, and the feet were replaced by snake tails, relying on their arms to walk.

There was a kind of inexplicable deformity, as if they were pieced together at will.

However, although the Changsheng species looked strange, their movements were extremely agile, and the ignited kerosene didn't stop them for long.

They quickly climbed the city wall on the corpses of their companions and fought with the body cultivation cultivators.

The smell of blood permeated the air, and from time to time, pieces of the Changsheng species' corpses fell, creating pits in the city.

Some people wanted to snatch the corpses and take them to Dream City next to the Changsheng Tree to exchange for resources.

But before they could get close, the corpses trembled violently, and countless bubbles formed on the surface, then exploded into violent gales.

"Not good!!!"

Zhou Wu's face was solemn; just as he was about to fall from the city wall, he found that it was too late.

The explosions were endless, and the corpses formed a chain reaction, making the city wall precarious, with countless cracks spreading out.

"斩 (斩)".

Xu Sanliang came to support, and hundreds of holes appeared in the skin of his right arm, with airflow compressed within.

His right arm swung down heavily, and the turbulent airflow collided with the gales produced by the corpses; while canceling each other out, the surrounding houses turned into ruins.

The head instructors didn't expect the Changsheng species to be so tricky, and several were seriously injured by the explosion.

Seeing that the city wall was about to fall, a purplish-black mist blew in with the wind.

The Changsheng species sizzled all over, and then turned into pus in the corrosion of the poison, while the defending head instructors were safe and sound.

It can be seen how precise the spell control was.

"Alas, a troubled time."

Huang Ziwan, pulling up his pants, landed on the city wall; the windows of Yihong Building in the distance were wide open, and women could still be seen waving goodbye in the room.

A hundred years had passed, and Huang Ziwan still looked like a toad spirit, with two mustaches on the corners of his mouth, and his cultivation had reached the Ghost Envoy Realm Consummation.

He took a deep breath casually, and the poisonous mist returned to his mouth and nose, and his body swelled up, turning into a poisonous liquid giant more than four meters tall.

The city wall stretched for several miles; Huang Ziwan alone was definitely not enough, so dozens of Ghost Envoy Realm cultivators came later.

After the Forbidden Soldier Hall cultivators joined, the defense line was immediately stabilized, at least there would be no collapse, and it was temporarily stabilized.

Vines extended from the street corners, piercing into the bricks of the wall to reinforce it.

Mu Yi stared solemnly at the outside of the city, behind her were several newly promoted Yin Messenger Realm cultivators, discussing the Changsheng species.

The Yang God Realm Forbidden Area suppressed the cultivation of the Forbidden Soldier Arts; even with abundant resources, only a handful of people could break through to the Yin Messenger Realm in the past century.

Fortunately, it seems that dealing with the Changsheng species' attack should be more than enough.

It is said that Ren Qing is also on his way to the Changsheng Forbidden Area; as long as they persist for a period of time, the Changsheng species will naturally retreat.

Mu Yi clearly remembered that the Changsheng species a hundred years ago were still beings who called themselves immortals, but as time passed, there seemed to be some inexplicable changes, and their appearance became more and more strange.

She had also organized cultivators to find the source of the Changsheng species, but after searching almost hundreds of miles nearby, there was still no harvest.

The Changsheng species completely grew out of the soil, without any warning.

With the appearance of the Changsheng species, there would also be cracks in the ground, and occasionally violent winds would spew out, so they were called "Wind Holes."

A worry arose in Mu Yi's heart.

Although the strength of the Changsheng species was only the Ghost Envoy Realm, and their methods were relatively simple, they couldn't stand the terrifying number, which was endless in the distance.

Just as she was thinking, a large number of Changsheng species appeared on the other three walls.

Mu Yi asked the Yin Messenger Realm cultivators to go to support, and she came to the Changsheng Tree, where there was a dreamlike street, which was the entrance to Dream City.

She tried to contact Ren Qing, but because of the difference in time flow, by the time the message was delivered to him, several days had passed in the Changsheng Forbidden Area.

Mu Yi didn't wait idly, casting spells to reinforce the four walls, and rescuing the body cultivation cultivators who were about to die.

Day after day passed, and the explosions produced by the Changsheng species' corpses could be heard at all times, and the number of wounded was also increasing sharply.

Crack, crack, crack, crack...

What the Forbidden Soldier Hall didn't expect was that the Wind Holes actually began to slowly expand.

Finally, they formed bottomless canyons, even one running through the town.

The arms of the Changsheng species transformed into bird wings, and then launched an attack from the air, and the defense line shifted from the city wall to the roofs of various buildings.

Fortunately, in order to prevent the Changsheng species from attacking by drilling underground, Mu Yi had refined the blue bricks in the most basic way decades ago, so that the town did not fall apart.

Groups of Changsheng species were like dark clouds covering the sky.

Except for the people who had not reached the Half-Corpse Realm hiding in the basement, the rest of the body cultivation cultivators were resisting the Changsheng species outside, and had to pay attention to the flesh and blood explosions.

Huang Ziwan cursed a few times, and went to various places, using poisonous mist to corrode the corpses.

He was faintly tired, but he still braced himself, and he would be safe and sound in a few more days, so how could he rest now.

The crying of children and the screams of women made Huang Ziwan upset.

Huang Ziwan raised his head and didn't look at others; if saving the people led to a corpse explosion, the defense line might be disintegrated in an instant.

He concentrated his attention, focusing on every Changsheng species swooping down.

Huang Ziwan was busy without stopping, unaware that the surrounding cultivators had successively stopped, looking up at a certain place in the sky with doubt.

The children stopped crying, and the women covered their mouths in surprise.

"It's..."

After hearing this, Huang Ziwan subconsciously asked, "Who is it?"

He looked in the direction of the cultivators' gaze, and a familiar figure stood in mid-air, with hurricanes hitting the other party's Taoist robe.

Ren Qing's mouth and nose spewed out a thick Yin Qi, which instantly spread out.

Wherever the air waves passed, the Changsheng species turned into dust.

Many cultivators recognized Ren Qing, but they were not sure, after all, such terrifying means did not seem like the Dream Master at all.

At this time, a giant illusory shadow, half-real and half-fake, drilled out of Dream City, and the double-pupiled eyes pulled the remaining Changsheng species in the city into a nightmare.

Huang Ziwan watched Ren Qing absorb the Yin Qi back into his body, leaving only a clear sky for thousands of miles, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"What kind of spell is this, it tastes like the zombies of the Corpse Vein."

"But it's really majestic..."