The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing was about to speak to confirm the situation when a wooden door suddenly appeared on the artificial hill, and it was slowly opening.

From the crack in the door, he could see inky darkness, as if hiding demons and monsters.

Everyone's expression was a bit solemn, but Song Zongwu's expression seemed more playful, and his blood-red six eyes emitted a faint light.

After the wooden door was completely opened, the darkness inside seemed to devour everything around it, and even Ren Qing could not see clearly.

Song Zongwu said in a low voice, "You can go in."

Ren Qing frowned, feeling that the Jailer Hall was a bit gloomy.

Why would the selection of probationary members be placed here?

Song Zongwu's eyes carried a warning, and Ren Qing strode into the wooden door.

The suffocating darkness instantly swallowed Ren Qing, and the feeling it gave him was even more deathly than when he was visualizing the Eyeless Method.

The other cultivators hesitated for a moment before following, they were useless in the gang, so they might as well try for a future.

Zhang Qiu did not stop the snake-man youth, who nervously stuck out his scarlet tongue and also entered the endless darkness.

As the wooden door slowly closed, the entire door suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Song Zongwu and the other Jailers were not surprised and turned to leave.

In the darkness.

Ren Qing quickly lost his sense of direction, and it was useless to use his Heavy Eyes.

However, he was not too panicked, after all, probationary members were the means by which the Jailers recruited people, and it was impossible for the difficulty to be so high as to be a near-death experience.

Ren Qing did not feel any movement nearby, maybe he was trapped in some kind of spell.

He calmed down and stretched out his hands to grope around.

Although he still gained nothing, he was at least sure that he was not in the yamen, this method should be the reason why the Jailer Hall could be preserved for a long time.

Ren Qing couldn't help but take a step, and all kinds of falling images flooded into his mind, making his movements hesitant.

However, he only took a few breaths to adjust, and after taking a few steps in a row, it showed that the fear was only born because of the darkness.

Ren Qing's pace gradually quickened, and at the same time, he used the Great Miao Saber as a guide stick, gradually groping towards the depths of the darkness.

After a while, he suddenly stopped.

According to the touch from the Great Miao Saber, there was likely a pit in front of him, and he didn't know if it was an illusion created by the darkness.

Ren Qing was not fooled, and had even secretly guessed that the Jailer Hall was just testing his state of mind, as long as he was afraid...

Ren Qing took a step without hesitation, and then his face changed drastically.

His weightless body fell downwards, and he could tell from the oncoming gale that the speed of the fall was extremely fast, not an illusion created by magic.

Ren Qing tried to adjust his posture, but he still fell headfirst to the ground, and his bones made a sound of being unable to bear the weight.

Fresh blood flowed down his nose, and his head was dizzy.

Ren Qing quickly used the ability of the Skin Refiner to transfer the injury to his thigh, and the dizziness was relieved a lot, at least it no longer affected his thinking.

Then he got up and looked around.

What came into view was a prison cell, and Ren Qing was a prisoner locked in it.

However, what was strange was that the three walls of the prison cell were dark red, and the surface was covered with dark brown spots.

Like a corpse that gradually rotted after death, and corpse spots grew on the surface because of it.

Ren Qing looked up, and there was no pit in the top wall, indicating that he had indeed come here through magic.

The bars used for sealing were also a bit creepy, they were actually pale white, like blood vessels that had lost blood circulation.

"What the hell is this place?"

Ren Qing's expression was a bit confused, could this be the so-called Jailer Hall, how did it feel like it was inside a giant corpse.

There was also a strange sense of familiarity in his heart.

He looked out of the bars, and with the help of the blue fire candle hanging on the wall, he could see countless prison cells on both sides of the aisle.

The prison cells should be empty, and he didn't know where the other cultivators were locked up.

Ren Qing wanted to pry open the blood vessel-like bars, but he used his bare hands without any effect.

He then squatted down and grabbed the handle of the Great Miao Saber with his right hand.

Clang!!!

A crisp sound of unsheathing sounded, and the blade turned into a cold light and slashed on the blood vessel railing, but it did not leave even a shallow trace.

He hesitated for a moment and did not choose to use Werewolf Transformation, who knew if his actions here would be known by the Jailers.

Ren Qing took a deep breath.

Since it was a selection of probationary members, it was impossible to be locked up here for a long time.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and waited, and after a while, something strange happened.

Pure black, slurry-like blood flowed in the blood vessel bars, and the walls then came to life and gradually began to wriggle.

Then Ren Qing discovered that the wall facing him was collapsing, and a human-shaped outline vaguely appeared.

The figure in the wall seemed to want to come out very much, so that his expression was extremely hideous.

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The blood flow interval was about ten minutes, and each time the figure would escape from the wall a little bit, and soon most of his body was exposed outside.

Ren Qing could tell from the figure's appearance.

Although it had the initial shape of a human, it was more like an ape, covered in hair, and its long arms were enough to touch its knees.

Ren Qing held the knife in both hands and stared at the figure, ready to strike at any time.

Just as his attention was highly concentrated, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

Flesh?

Prison?

Gluttony Method?!!

Ren Qing quickly touched the wall with his palm, and then actively summoned the information flow.

[???]

[Age: Eight hundred and forty-three]

[Lifespan: Two hundred and thirty-five years]

[Technique: Gluttony Method (Avici Hell)???]

[???]

[The Gluttony Technique is engraved on the stomach of the strange beast Gluttony, and obtained by the Drunken Meat Taoist. To practice this technique, you need to eat a lot until the stomach expands to more than six times its original size before you can cultivate it successfully.]

[Avici Hell is promoted from Eternal Imprisonment]

This Jailer who has mastered the Gluttony Method has at least the cultivation of the Yang God Realm, so he can live for hundreds of years without dying.

Ren Qing swallowed.

When he realized that he was in the stomach of a Jailer, he was indeed a bit scalp-numbing, and he couldn't wait to escape immediately.

However, Ren Qing quickly saw the clues from the decay of the flesh.

The Jailer who mastered the Gluttony Method was probably already on the verge of death, or even in a vegetative state for more than a hundred years.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for corpse spots to appear, and the blood vessels flow once every ten minutes, which should correspond to the Jailer's heart rate.

Of course, it was just Ren Qing's guess, and if he wanted to know the exact answer, he could find out by becoming a Jailer probationary member.

If this place was really where the Jailer Hall was located, then the area must be larger than imagined, and it could even be used to accommodate strange objects.

Ren Qing did not expect that the Deputy Stomach Practitioner would reach such a level when promoted to the Yang God Realm.

Even the prison cell in the stomach of the Ghost Envoy Realm should be a space large enough to accommodate ordinary people, which is indeed very tempting.

Blood flow.

The figure was about to break free, and Ren Qing could already sense a trace of killing intent, and that distorted human face was almost close to his face.

But what he cared about most was the strange patterns on the surface of the figure's skin.

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