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Chapter 246

Chapter 246: Achieving Transcendence

Ma Mang looked at the dark surroundings, suppressing the fear in his heart and stood up.

"Immortal, I have learned the thirty-six Taoist scriptures since I was a child, and I dare not neglect to study them every day. My favorite is one of the Taoist scriptures..."

Ren Qing's head was a little swollen, so he poured the peach wine into Ma Mang's mouth with a wave of his hand, and then forcibly broke his spine into a straight shape.

Ma Mang screamed, and then he couldn't hold back his joy.

He was about to say something when he heard Ren Qing say: "Close your eyes and cross your legs, and immediately use the Qingfeng Qi Refining Technique."

Ma Mang thought that Ren Qing wanted to teach Taoism, so he hurriedly followed it.

Ren Qing said with a slightly warning tone: "After transcendence, no matter what you find, don't panic, just stand where you are and wait."

"Remember."

He controlled the ghost shadow to generate Youyuan, which gradually poured into Ma Mang's body.

Ma Mang reached its limit after absorbing part of You Yuan, and then his body began to undergo alienation, and his skin became more and more like a Tiandao insect.

Wu Yong and Wu Yong were not frightened at all, but looked excited.

"Taoist Master Ma, help you become an immortal..."

Before Wu Yong finished speaking, Ma Mang suddenly disappeared, as if he had merged into the world, leaving people completely confused.

Ren Qing closed his eyes and managed to sense the situation with the help of the ghost attached to Ma Mang.

Ma Mang suddenly noticed that drastic changes had taken place nearby. When he opened his eyes, it was no longer the familiar Qingyan Town, but a strange and inexplicable place.

It was still night before coming here, but now it has turned into day.

However, he still did not restrain himself, and shouted like Fan Jin who passed the exam.

"I am so transcendent!!"

"I am so transcendent!!"

Ma Mang rushed out of the deserted courtyard and came to the bustling street.

Maybe it was because I couldn't suppress my emotions for more than ten years, so I laughed like crazy.

The residents looked at him with strange eyes, as if looking at a dying corpse, and then moved away from him intentionally or unintentionally.

Soon Ma Mang noticed something was wrong.

Why were all the people around him as scary as demons, and some were even beasts walking upright, which made his hair stand on end.

Ren Qing wanted to remind Ma Mang to calm down, but the latter was completely trapped in fear.

Ma Mang ran into a noodle stall in a panic and was doused with boiling soup, causing him to roll around in pain.

The stall owner was an old woman in her eighties, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"Quietly."

Ma Mang subconsciously raised his head and his pupils dilated after noticing the old woman's appearance.

I saw that the old woman had a second face on her forehead, and she had four eyes staring at her as she spoke, which was indescribably weird.

"ah!!!!"

Ma Mang let out a shrill scream and backed away using his hands and feet.

Seeing this, the old woman ignored it and turned around to clean up the messed up tables and chairs. The rest of the people hid in the distance and looked at Ma Mang quietly.

Dozens of people had the same expression, and even Ren Qing couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

Ma Mang's chest and abdomen were heaving up and down, and tears mixed with sweat flowed all over his face.

He clasped his hands together and said in an almost demanding tone: "Master Immortal, please take me back, I don't want to be detached..."

Little did they know that once they reach the waning moon layer, it would be even harder to leave than to reach the sky.

At this moment, Ma Mang heard footsteps approaching from far away, as if they were gradually coming towards him, and he couldn't help but look hopeful.

Ren Qing wanted to use ghost shadows to find out where the footsteps came from, but he couldn't find any clues at all.

Just when he was about to use ghost shadow to interfere with Ma Mang's actions, the latter's expression suddenly turned into a ferocious smile.

Ma Mang stood up stiffly, and the bones collided continuously.

He looked at the crowd and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Do you know..."

"Usurping?"

As Ma Mang spoke, his neck turned 360 degrees, blood emerged from his facial features, and his head was squeezed and deformed.

Bang!!!

His head exploded and turned into mince, splattering all over the floor.

The eyes of the onlookers showed long-suppressed joy. Some residents walked out of the crowd and cut up the bodies with the knives they carried.

After a while, all that was left of Ma Mang was a broken skeleton.

Finally, the skeleton was dragged into the depths of the alley by a rat as big as an arm, and then there was the sound of dense gnawing, and everything calmed down again for a moment.

Ren Qing's face was gloomy.

Because the waning moon layer was too far apart, he had little control over the ghosts, so he dispersed them.

What exactly is the so-called usurper, and why making too loud a sound will attract it? The waning moon layer is full of weirdness.

Ren Qing glanced at Wu Yong and the other two and said, "You go to the shop to stay first, and then come back to the courtyard tomorrow night."

"You can leave at any time if you want."

He then ignored the two of them and concentrated on refining the fetus device without distracting thoughts.

Wu Yong did not dare to disturb Ren Qing, so the two of them walked into the shop quietly, feeling fear of the unknown in their hearts.

But after feeling that his life span was about to run out, his desire to seek truth once again defeated his fear.

The next day, Wu Yong and the two came to the courtyard with dark circles under their eyes and found Ren Qing's hands playing with a jade gourd.

Tian A was chasing the butterfly not far away. Under the influence of the fairy in the mirror's ability, no one could detect his presence.

Ren Qing is still very satisfied with the newly refined magic weapon. Although it has not yet turned into a magic weapon, it can still hold at least a thousand kilograms of wine.

He said in a calm tone: "I repeat, no matter what happens after you transcend, don't panic."

Wu Yong couldn't help but feel like giving up. Why did he feel that Ma Mang didn't have a good death? Maybe he would be in danger after he attained enlightenment and transcendence?

Another Taoist priest, Zhang Yu, resolutely agreed.

He had no love in his life anyway, so he thought that if he heard about it in the morning, he would die in the evening.

Ren Qing saw that Zhang Yu's mentality was relatively stable and he should not be as rash as Ma Mang.

"After you are sure it is safe, you can leave the yard and walk to the street to look for an old woman setting up a stall. She has a double face."

"And don't make too much noise, just ask the old woman what she meant by usurpation."

Zhang Yu took a long time to calm down after hearing this. He finally knew that Ma Mang was probably dead and that it would be extremely dangerous to achieve transcendence.

"Immortal, if I am lucky enough to survive, I would like to be your Taoist priest."

"I will guide you in your practice."

Ren Qing promised, but in fact he considered that if Zhang Yu was reliable, he would teach Zhang Yu the art of guarding and then throw him into a prison in his belly.

It happens that the ecology of the prison in the belly is just beginning to take shape, and it needs human help to take care of the vegetation.

If he leaves Jingzhou in the future, he can be given a chance to join the Jailer Hall.

"Thank you, Immortal."

Zhang Yu nodded, silently sitting on the ground and running the Qingfeng Qi Refining Technique. The peach blossom wine poured into his mouth, and You Yuan gradually became alienated.

His eyes, which were almost blind, also regained normal vision.

Not long after, Zhang Yu was pulled into the waning moon layer.

Zhang Yu looked around.

He was obviously much more sensible. He first checked the decorations in the courtyard and found that the original owner was probably Taoist Master Fufeng.

However, the furniture was covered with a layer of dust, indicating that they had not been back for a long time.

He rested for a while and left the courtyard. When he reached the street, his legs felt weak, but he still suppressed his fear and looked for the old woman.

Zhang Yu hurriedly walked on the street and soon noticed the noodle stall in the corner.

He took a deep breath and hurriedly approached, attracting the old woman's wary gaze.

"I...you...that..."

The old woman took a few steps back and smiled strangely on her face with the extra forehead.

Zhang Yu was at a loss what to say, and finally found some courage and asked: "I would like to ask what is usurpation?"

The old woman narrowed her eyes and said softly: "You should not be from Chenjie. Go back to your home."

Zhang Yu wanted to cry but had no tears. It was useless to regret now, so he had to ask again.

The old woman looked at Zhang Yu for a long time, and then slowly replied: "That's a weird thing hiding in the morning street. As long as it makes too much noise, it will attract his attention."

"Come on, hurry up, I'm afraid you may die without knowing how."

Zhang Yu left the noodle stall in a panic and returned to the original courtyard. He locked the doors and windows of the wing and hid under the bed.

Ren Qing opened his eyes, frowning and thinking to himself.

Weird things should be unique to Jingzhou. They can be attracted by sounds and do so without even noticing ghosts.

Even if there is no Yin difference realm, I guess there is not much difference.

"Immortal, I don't want to achieve enlightenment and transcendence, no more, no more..."

Seeing this, Wu Yong became more and more frightened, and lost all courage in his heart. He knocked his head repeatedly, and then limped out of the bookstore.

You could vaguely hear him letting out a wry smile of relief.

Ren Qing ignored Wu Yong, threw the gourd magic weapon into the peach blossom spring, and then continued to refine the life-saving magic weapon.

He took Tian'a into the prison in his belly again, and carefully sorted out his own magic.

Tian A might be useful in the future, but if he stays in the crescent layer, he will die.

However, just when Ren Qing was about to go to the waning moon layer, his face became extremely ugly, and Zhang Yu died for no apparent reason.

He checked the messages sent before the ghost disappeared. As it got dark, all the houses on Morning Street lit candles.

Zhang Yu didn't try to light the lamp and still hid under the bed.

At first he only felt a ghost pressing down on the bed, but within a few breaths it turned into minced meat, and all the bones disappeared in the darkness.

Ren Qing waited until the sky was bright at the waning moon level before he started to activate the thin Youyuan.

He can dispel Youyuan at any time and return to the Crescent Moon layer from the Waning Moon layer, which is a more critical way to save his life.

The close-fitting clothes were also replaced with ordinary magic weapons, and he was armed to the teeth.

As for why the fetus deception device is not used, the main reason is that the aura emitted by the fetus deception device is too obvious, making it difficult not to be discovered in the waning moon layer.

The Youyuan flows along the eight extraordinary meridians, and a blood-red waning moon appears in the sky.

Ren Qing took a deep breath and stared at the blood moon, but after half a breath, he moved his eyes away, and in the next moment he had reached the waning moon layer.

Not long after his figure disappeared.

Wu Yong sneaked into the bookstore again, only to find that the building was empty and dense weeds had grown again in the courtyard.

He collapsed weakly to the ground, beating the ground with his right hand. He didn't know whether he regretted it or blamed himself, but he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Wu Yong knew that he missed the opportunity and could not make up for it.

He kept chanting the content of the Qingfeng Qi Refining Technique and looked at the rising sun, and soon died out.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

Thanks to Heath Ice Tea, Wuliang Xiaokong, root number I, never ask for extravagance, book friends 151110073253486, Tang Tonglinyu, book friends 20220107172135405, 1643329568 for their rewards.

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