However, the person who came here was indeed a little weird. His legs were exaggeratedly bent, making it impossible for him to walk normally.
Ren Qing's expression was strange. The other party was one of the few Taoist priests in Qingyan Town.
When he scanned it roughly, he just saw that his legs seemed to be born with disabilities, but now he felt that there seemed to be something subtle.
How is it like some kind of alienation?
Outside the store.
Wu Yong's skin was gray-brown and his eyes were turned outward, as if he was about to die.
He struggled with his crutches and stared at the plaque of Wu Guan Bookstore.
His disability is not caused by his bent legs, but because his bones are too soft, and his leg bones have changed into what they are today.
Wu Yong pushed open the door of the bookstore and saw a neat and clean interior. Although the decoration had changed, it generally maintained its original appearance.
He stared at the path to the backyard, his expression distorted.
It is a mixture of emotions such as regret, joy, resentment, and regret.
"Fufeng..."
"Why do you want to come back? Why? Aren't you breaking up the thoughts of a few of us!!!"
When he said the last sentence, Wu Yong almost roared out from between his teeth, and veins popped out in his hands holding the crutches.
He panted for a long time before slowly walking into the courtyard, and immediately noticed Ren Qing.
However, in Wu Yong's eyes, Ren Qing's appearance was that of Taoist Master Fufeng, and he was obviously affected by the spell unknowingly.
He walked up to Ren Qing on crutches and yelled: "You hurt us like this, why are you still alive?"
Ren Qing stood up and contacted Wu Yong, information flowing in his eyes.
As expected, the techniques taught by Taoist Master Fufeng led to the alienation of Wu Yong and others, but there must be another hidden reason.
Ren Qing said tentatively: "I'm not back."
Wu Yong's expression became wary and he murmured to himself: "You are not Fufeng, you cannot be Fufeng..."
"Who the hell are you?"
Ren Qing was a little helpless. It seemed that he could only use other means, but Wu Yong was acting crazy and his memory was probably extremely confusing.
He simply erased the traces of the spell, stood in front of Wu Yong with his true body, and cast the dream spell.
Wu Yong's eyes widened, his lips trembled slightly, and he finally choked out a sentence: "You are an immortal, right..."
"What Fufeng said is actually true!"
Ren Qing made no secret of the law of heaven, and the aura exuding from his whole body became immortal, just like a direct immortal descended from the mortal world.
He knew that Taoist Master Fufeng must have found clues to the unknown world ten years ago, and might even have stepped into it.
Wu Yong ignored the pain in his legs and knelt down, knocking his head hard and showing no intention of stopping despite the blood flowing from his forehead.
"Chang Immortal, please lead me to the Tao!!"
"Chang Immortal, please lead me to the Tao!!"
…
Ren Qing stretched out his hand a little, and Wu Yong stood up involuntarily. The pain in his legs disappeared, and he suddenly felt frightened.
"Tell me specifically what's going on in Fufeng?"
"Okay, Immortal, I'll say it right away."
Wu Yong swallowed, the gray on his face had long since dispersed. After organizing his words, he stumblingly told the story.
Taoist Master Fufeng was originally just an ordinary Taoist priest. He made a living by setting up a fortune-telling stall every day, and his life was indeed relatively poor.
Until Fufeng Taoist priest went crazy.
When Wu Yong said this, his expression became a little scared and his breathing became extremely heavy. Fortunately, Ren Qing was there to give him courage.
The scattered pictures in his mind gradually became clear, and Meng Zhong quietly came to his Niwan Palace to confirm the authenticity.
Ren Qing seemed to see a skinny man with sunken eyes, constantly muttering to himself: "I'm going to become enlightened."
As Wu Yong started talking, things became a little creepy.
………
After Fufeng woke up, he couldn't wait to take out his brush and wanted to record the contents of his dream.
But then his expression became slumped, and the immortal magic that was so clear just now became increasingly blurry, and he couldn't write a single word at all.
I can only vaguely remember that a high-ranking immortal taught me magic in my dream.
Fufeng firmly believed that this was a destiny, and did not want to let go of this hard-won opportunity, so he locked himself in the house and refused to leave.
Wu Yong was not yet a Taoist priest at that time, so he happened to have something to do and knocked on the door of Fufeng's courtyard.
He couldn't believe the results of Fufeng. In just a few days, Fufeng actually lost a lot of weight.
Fufeng's head was covered with scratches, and he obviously often scratched his head with both hands.
Wu Yong opened his mouth and asked: "Taoist Master Fufeng, you...what's wrong?"
Fufeng smiled evilly and took out a page of paper from his arms. It was covered with bloody stains, but there was still not a single word on it.
"I'm going to become enlightened. In my dream, an immortal taught me the magic..."
He pointed at the paper and said: "Do you think there is magic, right?!!"
Fufeng became more and more crazy as he spoke, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he looked at Wu Yong as if he wanted to eat him alive.
Wu Yong wanted to leave, but found that his arm was tightly grasped, and his nails were piercing into his flesh.
Feeling Fufeng's force getting stronger and stronger, Wu Yong felt fear in his heart and could only tentatively say: "Why do you want to write it down? Can't you just practice in a dream?"
Fufeng let go of his arms, his expression became dazed, and he walked into the house in a daze.
Then there was the sound of thunderous snoring.
Wu Yong fled in a panic and did not dare to approach Fufeng's courtyard for most of the month.
But when he saw him again, Fufeng's skinny body had become strong, and all the white hair on his temples had disappeared, and he no longer looked like he was in his early thirties.
Relying on his efficacious fortune-telling, he has become famous in Qingyan Town, and even used the money he earned to buy a shop.
Wu Yong thought something was wrong. Could it be that the immortal teaching in the dream really happened?
He couldn't hold back the throbbing in his heart and couldn't help but ask Fufeng, but surprisingly he got a positive answer.
Not only did Fufeng not hide his secrets, but he taught the immortal magic to the Taoist priests in the city and even spent time giving guidance.
In his words, practicing immortality can transcend the ordinary world and become an immortal.
Wu Yong has also become one of them. After practicing, he can obviously feel stronger. It seems that it is indeed an immortal method.
But before he could get excited for long, Fufeng suddenly fell ill with a strange disease. His bones began to become deformed and his skin was covered with pimples like a toad.
Wu Yong had seen with his own eyes Fufeng's madness before he became enlightened.
He quickly stopped practicing the technique, but it was obviously a step too late. The bones in his legs became soft within a few days, and he lost the ability to walk.
As long as they practice magic, their bodies will suffer from strange diseases.
Qingyan Town soon suffered casualties, and Fufeng was nowhere to be seen. Seeing this, the remaining Taoist priests who were alive joined forces to look for each other.
As a result, Fufeng seemed to evaporate and disappeared out of thin air.
For Wu Yong, he would rather believe that Fufeng is indeed transcendent, and he is still immersed in this dream that he does not know whether it is true or false.
"Tell me the magic that Fufeng told you."
Wu Yong did not hesitate and recited the information about the Qingfeng Qi Refining Method, but the content became weird in the second half.
Ren Qing frowned, it was completely different from the Heavenly Dao entry method he knew.
The Tiandao Introductory Method is to adapt the body's constitution to the Tiandao insect eggs.
But the Qingfeng Qi refining method used by Wu seemed to be forcibly alienating himself, but the purpose was really inexplicable.
It's like alienation for the sake of alienation.
The display of information streams is also different.
【Qingfeng Qi Refining Method】
[One of the introductory methods of Wuwei Taoism is to sense and absorb the true essence between heaven and earth before it can be completed. 】
In Ren Qing's impression, true energy must be absorbed by Tiandao insects. How could it be so easy?
He forced himself to calm down, then took out the bone-reinforcing material from the prison in his belly and stuffed it directly into Wu Yong's mouth.
However, the alienation caused by this technique can only be alleviated, because his body is essentially different from ordinary people.
Wu Yong only felt that his legs had regained consciousness and he could barely walk.
He looked at Ren Qing with even more awe. Only immortal magic could describe such a method. He must have met a true immortal.
"How many Taoist priests are there in your situation in Qingyan Town?"
"Return to the Immortal Chief, four of us."
"You can leave now and bring them to the bookstore in thirty days."
Wu Yong nodded quickly and agreed.
When he walked out of the bookstore, he was still in a daze, which was completely unbelievable.
Wu Yong could not help but have the idea of achieving enlightenment and transcendence, but the effect of the material he had just taken gradually began to fade, causing severe pain in his legs.
He knelt down on the ground with a frightened expression, ignoring the strange looks from passers-by, and staggered away after knocking his forehead and bleeding.
Ren Qing thought for a long time.
He then hesitated for a moment before using the Tiandao insect larvae in Guiying's body to control You Yuan to enter the body and move around the sky.
At the moment when You Yuan condensed, the world in his eyes changed drastically.
The continuous rain fell, the air became cold and damp, the buildings in Qingyan Town became closer together, and the streets were full of people.
Ren Qing could feel his body becoming heavier, as if he was being gradually pulled toward the abyss.
He endured the discomfort without dispelling You Yuan and walked slowly outside the courtyard.
The area of the entire Qingyan Town has more than tripled, and its population has quadrupled.
What shocked Ren Qing the most was that at least one-third of the residents had swollen bellies, and the rest were more or less alienated, which made him shudder.
He couldn't help but look at the sky, where a blood-red waning moon hung.
Buzz buzz...
There was a tingling sound in Ren Qing's ears, and the waning moon turned into a waning moon at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body became even heavier.
It was as if a thousand kilograms of weight had been pressed down on it.
The raindrops in Qingyan Town are getting heavier and heavier, and the town itself looks dilapidated.
Before Ren Qing could observe his surroundings, he suddenly heard a loud explosion.
A human-faced spider hundreds of meters away walked through the town, its breath was extremely terrifying, and its thick limbs were connected to dozens of people's mouths.
During Ren Qingshen's time, the Blood Moon changed from a waxing gibbous moon to a waxing gibbous moon.
The movement of the thousand-meter giant woke him up.
Qingyan Town is as dilapidated as a ruin, but there is a huge mountain suspended in the distance, which is the rumored Wuwei Palace.
The blood moon begins again...
Ren Qing was pressed to the ground by the weight and unable to move, so he quickly dissipated You Yuan.
Return to silence and welcome back to the ordinary world.
I'm stuck. I've been writing for three hours. Sorry.
