The Secret Way of Immortality

No one knows the reason, but the affairs of the Heavenly Court are becoming increasingly bizarre.

It is said that the Heavenly Court possesses the Taoist traditions of countless ancient immortals and gods. Now that it has emerged, it will gradually spread them, reconnecting the severed path to immortality.

Currently, the actions of the Heavenly Court do indeed show a similar trend.

In places where rogue cultivators gather, descendants of immortals and gods frequently appear, guiding the rogue cultivators to find inheritances that lead to immortality and enlightenment.

But what Ren Qing finds deeply strange is that everything is actually being done by the fake Heavenly Court.

The fake Heavenly Court's methods are extremely radical, but their target is only rogue cultivators, as if they intend to massively gather low-realm cultivators.

Ren Qing has sent out many cultivators, but he has been unable to grasp the whereabouts of the fake Heavenly Court.

The methods of the fake Heavenly Court are extremely secretive, and they seem to have abilities similar to the Heavenly Demon Possession, allowing Heavenly Guijing to appear all over the world.

Every month, the black market on Ling Mountain Peak opens on time, attracting an increasing number of rogue cultivators.

Feng Ye squats in the black market, with bundles of herbs placed on the wooden platform in front of him.

According to the requirements of the task, he goes to the black market every time it opens, and occasionally sells some resources, acting as a middleman.

When the news of the fake Heavenly Court recruiting disciples spread, the rogue cultivators on Ling Mountain Peak suddenly became a mixed bag.

Therefore, the black market gathered a large number of rogue cultivators seeking immortal opportunities, and there have been several fights in secret, with deaths and injuries being commonplace.

In the tense atmosphere, rogue cultivators seeking self-preservation inevitably banded together to keep warm, using various means to enhance their strength.

With Ren Qing's permission, Feng Ye wholesaled a large number of resources, "Flesh Tumor Grass", from Dream City, and made a lot of money in the black market.

The effect of Flesh Tumor Grass is that, within three days of taking it, any wound will grow at several times the speed, and blood vessels will gradually form a root-like pattern, growing blood tumor fruits.

The medicinal effect of the blood tumor fruit can strengthen the body, and it also has a certain suppression effect on alienation and loss of control, and even has a weak life-extending effect.

For the Janitors, Blood Tumor Grass is a very superficial resource.

It originated from the behavior of Janitors selling their own organs when they lacked resources, and Blood Tumor Grass was cultivated by some alchemists.

Ren Qing instructed Feng Ye to sell Blood Tumor Grass in order to attract more rogue cultivators and force the fake Heavenly Court to show up on Ling Mountain Peak.

At the same time, he did intend to control the black market and make the many rogue cultivators his eyes and ears.

Feng Ye did not hide his identity as a member of the Heavenly Court, and raised his revealed cultivation from Guishi realm to Yangshen realm. Among the rogue cultivators, he was already a fearsome existence.

It was also because of Feng Ye that the operation of the black market could proceed smoothly.

Feng Ye made a small profit and could also monitor the movements of the black market, so he was happy to see it and went to set up a stall on time every month.

He was too lazy to shout, and directly threw the bundles of Blood Tumor Grass in front of him.

When rogue cultivators came to inquire about the price, Feng Ye would enthusiastically inform them of the effects of Blood Tumor Grass, and what medicinal primers could be used to make the blood tumor fruits growing in the wounds more plump.

The originally kind-hearted Feng Ye had already shown some potential as a black-hearted merchant.

The Yangshen realm cultivators sitting in the black market did not dare to offend Feng Ye at all. They had no relationship with the owner of the black market. They could only be domineering on Ling Mountain Peak because their cultivation was considered profound.

They suspected that Feng Ye was from the Heavenly Court, but the strength that the latter inadvertently showed clearly transcended the scope of the Yangshen realm.

After the black market had Blood Tumor Fruit, rogue cultivators could breed three of them every month. As long as they paid attention to their bodies, the adverse effects were very slight.

It can be seen that, with the current size of the Janitor, any resources leaked to the hands of rogue cultivators are rare opportunities.

As Ren Qing expected, the number of rogue cultivators coming to Ling Mountain Peak had already exceeded a thousand.

Feng Ye honestly passed on the information in the black market, and even did not hide how much profit he made from the Blood Tumor Grass.

When the Blood Tumor Grass deeply penetrated the hearts of the rogue cultivators, Feng Ye successfully retreated behind the scenes.

Ren Qing focused on Ling Mountain Peak while cultivating in seclusion. According to the previous appearances of the fake Heavenly Court, the number of people on Ling Mountain Peak was definitely enough.

If the fake Heavenly Court really feared the Janitor, it would not consciously use dharma names to show itself.

Ren Qing felt that the time was ripe, so he used Heavenly Demon Possession to send a wisp of Heavenly Guijing fungal soul to the black market on Ling Mountain Peak.

Light and shadow twisted, and the long snake transformed from dragon limbs rolled in the thick fog.

Because of the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, the aura of the dragon limbs was extremely weak, even inferior to that of a half-corpse realm cultivator in the black market.

After a while, the avatar of the North Star Lord descended on Ling Mountain Peak.

Ren Qing frowned and looked around, noticing many strange places.

The thick fog was not formed by spells, but the source actually came from deep in the soil. He could see the entire mountain breathing like a living being.

"It seems that half a year ago, when the Four Seas Dragon Kings of the fake Heavenly Court first appeared, they were indeed accompanied by fog. Is it some kind of supernatural power affecting it?"

Ren Qing flashed into the black market, looking at the various rogue cultivators. Many of them were wearing Taoist robes with the words 'Heavenly Court' on them.

Each rogue cultivator had fruits grown from Flesh Tumor Grass on their shoulders.

They were willing to be the breeding ground for Flesh Tumor Fruits, just to exchange for a small amount of resources, like the Janitor in Xiangxiang period.

Ren Qing walked around the black market and found that the reputation of the Heavenly Court was very terrifying. The rogue cultivators already had a complete mythology.

The branch cultivators who had participated in Jingzhou were all rumored in various ways.

Ren Qing frowned after hearing this. The fake Heavenly Court was obviously fueling the flames, deliberately increasing the reputation of the Heavenly Court in this world.

They should be trying to force the Janitor to give up the name of the Heavenly Court.

Ren Qing came to Feng Ye's side. Feng Ye was talking to an old man with many mouths. The old man should be a representative among the rogue cultivators, and his cultivation in the early Yangshen realm was relatively weak.

"Feng Ye, count the number of rogue cultivators in each realm in the black market."

Feng Ye was startled by Ren Qing. When he saw his twisted and shimmering body, he realized that it was the North Star Lord who had come.

"Greetings, Immortal North Star... I'll do it right away."

The old man looked incredible. Was the gap in status between a Heavenly Guijing and the North Star Lord so huge...? He hurriedly bowed respectfully, and then noticed that the surrounding rogue cultivators had been ignoring the North Star Lord, and the crowd kept coming and going.

Before the old man could say anything, Ren Qing's figure disappeared again.

The fog covering Ling Mountain Peak suddenly changed color slightly, from the silver-gray illuminated by moonlight to a ghostly green like the water of the Yellow Springs.

Ren Qing smiled coldly. The aura of this spell was too abrupt, as if it had appeared out of thin air, indicating that the fake Heavenly Court had been planning for a long time.

The rogue cultivators knelt down piously, and could not help but sing praises to the Heavenly Court.

Such a vision lasted for several hours. During this period, hundreds of rogue cultivators came to Ling Mountain Peak, most of them Guishi realm rogue cultivators.

They hid in various parts of the black market, ignoring the rogue cultivators seeking transactions, waiting for the appearance of the legendary Four Seas Dragon Kings.

It is said that the Heavenly Court recruits hundreds of disciples every time to go to blessed lands and caves to practice and discuss the immortal path of longevity.

Among the rogue cultivators who came, Ren Qing noticed a familiar face.

He didn't expect that the Elephant Lord, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, would go to Ling Mountain Peak, where rogue cultivators gathered. He must have come for the Four Seas Dragon Kings.

The rogue cultivators had different thoughts, and some of them came to buy Blood Tumor Fruit.

Ren Qing stared at the thick fog. The fake Heavenly Court was about to emerge, but it still did not show up, as if it was deliberately delaying.

Time passed slowly.

Ren Qing suddenly smelled a strange stench in his nose.

The stench was very faint. If Ren Qing had not mastered Corpse Fengdu and was extremely sensitive to the aura emitted by the undead, even Heavenly Guijing would not be able to distinguish this special smell.

He looked at the sky above Ling Mountain Peak. There were vague shadows stirring in the dark clouds, and the Yanzu Meridian was running inexplicably.

Feng Ye looked at Ren Qing in confusion and whispered, "Four Seas Dragon Kings?"

Ren Qing did not answer, his eyes fixed on the dark clouds. He already understood who was behind the fake Heavenly Court, and could not help but laugh and cry.

As he watched, a giant creature that looked like a snake and a dragon emerged from the clouds.

Exclamations came from the black market, and the eyes of the rogue cultivators were filled with uncontrollable excitement, greedily breathing in the ghostly green fog.

At some point, a simple spell appeared in their minds.

The conditions for practicing the spell were not high, but it was somewhat strange. It actually required the physique to be half-human and half-corpse.

However, when the rogue cultivators noticed that the upper limit of the spell could reach the Yangshen realm, all the drawbacks were no longer important, and they could not help but cheer.

They greedily breathed in the ghostly green corpse qi, and pustules grew all over their bodies, and their internal organs showed varying degrees of decay, but it must be said that the spell did not have any concealment.

Ren Qing squinted his eyes. It was obvious that the corpse dragon was from Wuming's hand, and was probably pieced together from the flesh and blood of a corpse immortal.

Wuming's layout for immortality and enlightenment had already begun to ferment.

Incidents of falsely borrowing the name of the Heavenly Court occurred frequently in various places. Most of them should be done by Wuming, and a small part were forces muddling the waters.

The owner of the black market was likely just one of the rogue cultivators controlled by Wuming with the corpse immortal, and was not to be feared at all by Ren Qing.

The spell taught by Wuming was the "Corpse Bone Method" split from the Dead Man Sutra.

Wait...

Ren Qing realized that Wuming's behavior was mainly to spread the Dead Man Sutra, in order to allow more cultivators to master the Dead Man Sutra.

Wuming was likely unable to actively break away from the parasitism of the corpse immortal, so he wanted to use tens of thousands of rogue cultivators to find an opportunity to kill the corpse immortal.

Before Ren Qing could take action, the Elephant Lord took the lead and chased after the corpse dragon.

As a result, as soon as the Elephant Lord approached within a hundred meters, the corpse dragon showed a trend of body and soul collapse, and turned into a large number of corpses in just a few breaths.

"What Heavenly Court, they are just using flesh and blood puppets to fool people..."

The Elephant Lord snorted coldly, and the cultivation of the Heavenly Guijing was exposed without reservation. He angrily flicked his sleeves and left, shattering the surrounding mountains.

Ren Qing turned to Feng Ye and said, "I will contact the corpse ghosts of the Corpse Department. Feng Ye, you can directly go to Dream City to ask them for resources."

"Ah?"

Since Wuming wanted to spread the Dead Man Sutra, Ren Qing had no reason to stop him.

The two could each get what they needed. Ren Qing was very interested in the corpse immortal's "Soul-Hooking Ghost Immortal", and wanted to see how Wuming managed to kill a true immortal in his prime.

However, Wuming would not take action for the time being, at least until he found a suitable immortal position.

Ren Qing decided to let the Dead Man Sutra ferment, but it did not mean that he would not deal with the incidents of the fake Heavenly Court. After all, many were not impersonated by Wuming.

He chatted with Feng Ye for a few words and asked Feng Kongren to take control of the black market as soon as possible.

Ren Qing didn't mind using the black market to sell spells that helped grow yin qi, allowing more rogue cultivators to enter the Dead Man Sutra and become undead.

As the Corpse Emperor of Fengdu, the Dead Man Sutra was completely countered by the immortal position.

The more zombie cultivators there were, the more they could not shake the Corpse Emperor of Fengdu. The final result was just to become the skeletons under the Bone Throne.

Wuming gave Ren Qing a good reminder that there was no need to send cultivators all over the world. He could completely collect intelligence through the black market.

Don't look down on the weak strength of the rogue cultivators, but the number was there.

As long as the established black markets were distributed widely enough, the rogue cultivators would naturally send the news from all over the world to Ren Qing's ears.

Seeing this, Ren Qing released a task in Dream City.

Some cultivators in the Janitor were very fond of doing buying and selling business, how could they miss the opportunity to harvest leeks?

Before long, the figures of black markets appeared on the edges of some areas.

In terms of doing business, the Janitor cultivators had the entire Dream City as their backing, and were born invincible, easily stirring up prices.

The only thing to guard against was the trouble of black eating black. After all, the Janitor had too few high-end combat power.

Ren Qing specially released hundreds of fungal souls to analyze the clues in various parts of the world, and excavated the content that was useful to him from it.

He gradually opened up the quota of the Small Heavenly Court, and successively pulled the selected cultivators into it.

The Elephant Lord had been searching for the Heavenly Court, seemingly wanting to inquire about the news of the White Bone Lady. As a result, not long after leaving Ling Mountain Peak, his consciousness was pulled into the Small Heavenly Court in his sleep.

His image in the Small Heavenly Court was not the appearance of an elephant-headed human, but a common hunter.

The Elephant Lord seemed extremely surprised by the existence of the Small Heavenly Court.

The main reason was that the Small Heavenly Court was extremely real, and could not be shaken by Heavenly Guijing, which invisibly added a bit of indescribable credibility.

The Elephant Lord also saw the White Bone Lady in the Heavenly Court, whom he had not seen for several years, and could not help but feel emotional, standing there blankly for a long time.

However, at this time, the White Bone Lady was about to reach the position of the Plague Department Palace.

The Elephant Lord was half a day away from the White Bone Lady, so he could only try to get closer to the Plague Department Palace, wanting the other party to notice him.

Unfortunately, the voice was cut off in the Heavenly Court, and shouting was not very useful.

The White Bone Lady looked pious, carefully cleaning the fragments in the palace, and placing the broken statues in front of the door.

The surface of the statues was engraved with words, which were probably various ascension methods.

The White Bone Lady cherished them as treasures, even memorizing the missing ascension methods.

The source of the ascension method naturally pointed directly to the Soul-Hooking Ghost Immortal. Even if the White Bone Lady could practice, she would eventually be robbed by Ren Qing.

Through the fragments of the palace ruins, she supplemented the secrets of thousands of years ago in her mind.

The history of the Heavenly Court fabricated by Ren Qing was a combination of the myths and stories of his previous life. It had been tempered for thousands of years. Even if there were loopholes, most of the content could be self-consistent.

What shocked the White Bone Lady the most was that, according to the murals recorded in the palace, the bodies of the Three Dao Ancestors were all indescribable monsters.

The Primordial Heavenly Lord was like a constantly spreading bubble; the Moral Heavenly Lord was a shapeless black mist; the Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Lord was covered with countless strange limbs.

"Could it be that the Heavenly Court was destroyed by the crazed Three Dao Ancestors back then?"

Lady White Bone stared at the murals, lost in thought, a faint throbbing in her head, as if recalling her past encounters with the Heavenly Dao.

While she was distracted, Lord Elephant also arrived at the Plague Department's palace.

The invisible barriers no longer restricted the consciousness of cultivators. Except for the Lightning Department's palace guarded by Feng Kongren, they could freely traverse the rest of the Celestial Court.

The magnificence of the Little Celestial Court captivated Lady White Bone.

Lord Elephant was also horrified by the history revealed by the Celestial Court, the tip of the iceberg of information possibly involving the Three Dao Ancestors.

Lady White Bone took a deep breath and then asked, "Lord Elephant, you should have come into contact with the Moral Heavenly Lord before, is he as strange as the records in the Celestial Court describe?"

"I don't know. No cultivator can directly look at the Three Dao Ancestors. I only caught a glimpse by accident and almost lost control of my body and soul."

Lord Elephant had no idea that Ren Qing could not only directly look at the Three Dao Ancestors, but also clearly maintain his consciousness, comprehending the Earth Immortal Ascension Method from them.

"Lady White Bone, where exactly is your true body trapped?"

Lady White Bone's expression changed, recalling the dark and humid third level of the underworld. Even if she could escape from the cage, she couldn't completely break free.

"Never mind that."

"Now that the Celestial Court has emerged, there is likely to be great chaos next. If possible, it's better to rely on a big tree."

Lord Elephant recounted the events that had occurred outside in recent years, sensing undercurrents among the various forces, and a calamity was indeed about to be born.

Lady White Bone looked towards the Little Celestial Court, where more and more figures were appearing.

When they see the Ascension Method engraved on the surface of the statues, they will definitely go crazy because of it. I don't know how many living beings will be drawn in.

True Immortals and Buddhas, whose traces were not seen for hundreds of years in the past, are now frequently appearing, and even clashing in groups.

Crisis represents opportunity, but when even the Heavenly Aberrant Realm is afraid of the crisis, the opportunity may be enough to reshuffle the world's格局.

Boom boom boom...

Ren Qing, in the Dragon Blood Sea Area, felt the ground tremble slightly.

He quickly contacted his informants in Jing Prefecture and discovered that the blood moon in the sky had turned pure black, the overwhelming aura of the Heavenly Demons was suffocating, but no trace of the Dipamkara Buddha Qi could be felt.

Ren Qing's mouth twitched. Either Dipamkara Tathagata had been destroyed by the Supreme Heavenly Demon, or...

The blood moon fell to the ground like a meteor, its pitted surface covered with depressions, and a thousand-meter Heavenly Dao Worm could be seen parasitizing inside.

Boom!!!

Only a deafening explosion was heard, and a deep pit appeared in the ground. The blood moon was embedded in the mountains, countless flesh buds growing on its surface, absorbing the nutrients from the surrounding vegetation.

The hills transformed from the Broodmothers of the Insect Nests rose up in unison.

But they were not approaching the blood moon, but scattering in all directions.

Ren Qing swallowed his saliva. His first reaction was to evacuate the dragon limbs and absorb the nearby outgoing cultivators into the stomach world.

Just then, in the clouds, a four-to-five-thousand-meter Buddha was sitting cross-legged in the air.

Dipamkara Buddha held up a flower, wearing a spotless white kasaya, and tangible Buddha Qi emanated from all over his body.

But as the Tathagata of Buddhism, his body was the Supreme Heavenly Demon. Nothing could be more absurd than a Black Goat wearing a kasaya.

After the Supreme Heavenly Demon assimilated Dipamkara Buddha, it escaped and returned to the Beast Pen.

[A bit of writer's block, head hurts]