When Ren Qing saw that the cracks in the heavens were enough to promote his skills, the first thing he thought of was that even though the turtle was long-lived, all other skills would have to be moved back.
[Whether you choose to branch to win half a day, your life span will be consumed for 500 years]
The cracks in the heavenly path spread slowly, but fortunately the lifespan consumed was not serious.
Ren Qing shook his body instinctively, which was the discomfort caused when the strange thing was active, but he soon fell silent again.
It is true that he is not far from Zhuoxian, but he will not completely deteriorate after five hundred years of life.
The tortoise shell on Ren Qing's upper jaw became more delicate, and he could feel a coolness flowing through his brain, which helped him stay awake.
He couldn't help but look at the turtle in the Yangshen realm.
The hexagrams were still the same seven, but Ren Qing was able to faintly detect the very vague direction of the disaster through the patterns on the tortoise shell.
In addition, even though the turtle has a long life, it can also provide divination for others, but the good and bad luck will be more vague.
In fact, just sensing the disaster is enough.
Disasters are full of chance. Even if Ren Qing relies on Gui Suishuo to become an immortal, it does not mean that he can easily predict the occurrence of bad omens.
Even knowing it just a moment in advance would be enough to save Ren Qing's life.
Ren Qing's current cracks in the Heavenly Dao are deep enough, and he should be able to advance to one of the techniques, so he plans to choose from the secondary techniques of Disaster Elimination.
But at this moment, he suddenly noticed the coffin in the corner of the cave, inside which lay Song Zongwu with a broken soul.
Ren Qing then used the turtle's longevity to calculate a divination for Song Zongwu.
The results indeed changed between "auspicious and inauspicious" and "great inauspiciousness", and the direction faintly pointed to the southwest corner of the cave, as if there was something hidden.
Ren Qing simply sent zombie monks to dig out. After all, the "big danger" to Song Zongwu did not mean that it could threaten the Tianwei Realm.
At least his own hexagram is still in good fortune.
Ren Qing paid attention to the progress of the zombies, and by the way, he upgraded the disguise technique to the Yangshen realm, and made the crack close to one-half position.
[Whether you choose to branch into one, it will consume 500 years of life]
The most powerful thing about One Thousand Faces is that it can not only modify the appearance on a large scale, but even temporarily change the physique.
As long as Ren Qing mixes Yin Qi into the One Thousand Faces, tens of thousands of monks in the Jailer Hall can instantly turn into zombies with no flaws.
He closed his eyes and digested the newly promoted spell.
After being affected by the Heavenly Transformation, it will be difficult to control the spell, and you must spend more time meditating to suppress the rioting strange objects.
Ren Qing didn't care at all about making a fortune for Song Zong.
Li Tiangang and other Yang Shen realms did not pay any attention to it. On the contrary, the zombie monks did not dare to neglect it and dug into the rock wall day and night.
The task they received was to dig to the southwest, and they knew nothing about the rest.
Ren Qing quickly forgot about this, and after stabilizing his cultivation, he prepared to work non-stop on promoting the method of eliminating disasters to the rank of Zhongyang Immortal.
He had a vague hunch that after the primary and secondary spells of the disaster elimination method were both in the Yangshen realm, he should be able to develop the mirror world in depth.
Ren Qing is now a little addicted to seclusion. After all, there is no need to worry about the efficiency of life extension. He only needs to meditate for many days and the statue can continue to advance.
The sound of footsteps came from outside the cave.
Ren Qing canceled the information flow in front of him and opened his eyes to look at the thin figure.
The zombie cautiously came to the entrance of the cave. When he noticed the terrifying Yin Qi, the invincible zombie body actually felt a little weak in its legs.
"Ghoul, what's wrong?"
The corpse ghost hesitated for a few moments before speaking: "Chang Ren, the rock wall in the southwest corner is a little weird. Do you want to continue digging deeper?"
Ren Qing was slightly stunned, and then his expression became a little complicated.
He said in a deep voice: "You corpse veins, please exit. Temporarily seal the entrance of the cave and don't let other monks enter."
After Ren Qing finished speaking, without waiting for the corpse ghost to reply, his body immediately dissolved into Yin Qi, and he could shrink to an inch and go to any place covered by Yin Qi.
The corpse ghost's face was pale, and the moment Ren Qing left, he actually had the illusion that his body and soul were about to fall apart.
It was as if the yin energy in his body wanted to follow Ren Qing uncontrollably.
Ren Qing arrived at the southwest corner of the cave. The zombie monks inside were notified one after another and were gradually evacuating the mine that stretched for several miles.
He frowned and reached the deepest part of the mine in just a few steps.
What comes into view is a rock wall made of flesh and blood, as well as black hair growing from the rock, mixed with a faint aura of demons.
【Devil's Nest】
[It is formed by the condensation of supreme demons. The surface lining of the palace is filled with a large amount of flesh and blood and bones, which is used to breed living beings. 】
Ren Qing didn't expect that the zombie monk would dig out the demon's nest.
Even lifeless zombies will involuntarily transform towards the black goat if they stay within the range of the demon's aura for a long time.
Ren Qing didn't understand why Tianmochao was related to Song Zongwu.
He used the Dream Flower to protect his body and soul, and as he stepped closer to the Demon's Nest, a fishy smell hit his face, and a loud noise rang in his ears.
Ren Qing had some understanding of the Beast Barn language, and immediately heard that it was just daily conversations, as if there were countless Beast Barn people in the Demon's Nest.
"Is it possible that the civilization of the Beastmen hidden somewhere in the Beast Barn is located in the Demon's Nest?"
Naturally, it was impossible for Ren Qing to open up the Heavenly Demon's Nest and check it out. This wall was obviously conceived by the Supreme Heavenly Demon, and it was unknown what its use was.
His thoughts moved slightly, and his body turned into a shadow and crawled into the cracks in the rocks.
Ren Qing walked around the Demon's Nest and soon discovered that there was a fist-sized tumor in the corner of the wall.
The sarcoma is buried deep underground, with a large number of tentacles on the surface spreading into the soil.
Ren Qing touched the sarcoma with his palm, and the sound inside suddenly stopped. The sarcoma turned into fluid and was trying to move elsewhere.
Such an action shows that the source of the beastmen is inside.
Ren Qing noticed that the Beastmen were born not long ago, and their existence was relatively weak, so the Supreme Demon might not have noticed it.
He first confirmed that the hexagram was normal, and then separated a ray of his own fungus soul into the sarcoma.
There were screams of terror from the sarcoma, begging for mercy and curses intertwined.
Ren Qing's expression was strange because he did not find any small world inside the sarcoma, but an extremely complex brain structure.
Some sarcomas look like human brains, and some look like sheep brains, which are very special.
Ren Qing immediately discovered that there were tens of thousands of consciousnesses in the sarcoma, and each consciousness was independent and had different personality memories.
But consciousness is not even a remnant soul, how can it possibly form life?
He felt deeply ridiculous and couldn't help but try to obtain the memory of the beast's stable people's consciousness. A large number of chaotic pictures gathered in his mind.
Ren Qing connected his memories together and immediately saw a magnificent town where hundreds of thousands of beastmen lived.
Next to the town are thousands of miles of farmland, with beastmen dressed as farmers cultivating crops.
In the false world formed by memory, the Xiulan people do not look like skinned people, and there is no difference between them and the Xiangxiang people.
Ren Qing even saw several monks flying in the air with flying swords on their feet, indicating that the latter's consciousness could have limited influence on the false world.
The beastmen share a brain, but are independent of each other.
When the consciousness of tens of thousands of beastmen fantasize about the same scene, a dream-like false world will be formed.
At this time, the fungus soul came to the false world, just like the invasion of evil spirits from outside the territory.
Boundless darkness shrouded the sky, and some of the nascent beastmen's consciousnesses could not withstand the pressure and suddenly became insubstantial.
At the edge of the false world, shrinkage begins to occur, and the details of the fields and towns no longer seem real.
Ren Qing took back the fungus soul to avoid accidentally destroying this fragile world.
To him, the consciousness in the sarcoma is of little value. After all, the beastmen must rely on the sarcoma, and the sarcoma grows in the devil's nest.
But Ren Qing felt that the structure of the sarcoma seemed to help revive Song Zongwu.
Song Zongwu's memory is still intact. If he awakens his consciousness through this, it will undoubtedly be much easier to complete the three souls and seven souls next.
Even if you still can't find a way to restore your soul, it's still better than lying dead.
Ren Qing analyzed the inside and outside of the sarcoma, drew and recorded the structure, and shared it with the weapon refiners to summarize the pros and cons.
He finally came to the conclusion that it was impossible to recreate a sarcoma containing tens of thousands of consciousnesses, but it should not be difficult to create a sarcoma with a single consciousness.
Ren Qing asked Xiao San'er to lead the refining master to sort out the specific refining methods as soon as possible.
He planned to completely seal the mine to prevent the devil's breath from accidentally leaking out.
Ren Qing took an unintentional glance before leaving and noticed the changes in the false world.
The town was in ruins, fire was raining down from the sky, the buildings were burned to the ground, and countless beastmen knelt down and prayed.
But it was still unable to stop the disaster. Every time they took a breath, the consciousness of the beastmen perished in the sea of fire, and thousands of them disappeared in a matter of seconds.
The farmland was burned with several large characters.
"Please...immortal...save me..."
Ren Qing's eyes swept across his consciousness and quickly locked onto an old man in the corner of the crowd. The latter was looking at the casualties of his compatriots indifferently.
The old man's consciousness is the most powerful among the people in the stable, and he can even control the celestial phenomena.
He seemed to have been aware of Ren Qing for a long time, so he wanted to use the beastmen as a threat to escape from the false world of memory.
Seeing this, Ren Qing became interested.
He descended part of his consciousness into the false world, causing the sky to be shrouded in giant faces and cracks to appear on the ground that ran through the town.
Although the fire rain stopped, the crowd fell into despair.
Only the old man laughed maniacally, and his expression did not know whether to cry or laugh, but it was undoubtedly more real than the people in the stable around him.
"I just said that if there is an outside world, there must be immortals!"
"Fake, all fake!"
Then the old man screamed, as Ren Qing read his memory.
After Ren Qing digested the old man's memory, he figured out the situation in the false world, which was indeed somewhat beyond his expectation.
The old man's name is "Shashengzi", and he is a rare genius in the false world.
He practiced qi at the age of three, built the foundation at the age of seven, perfected his innate nature at the age of twenty, understood the secret of heaven before he was a hundred years old, and successfully transcended and attained the Tao.
When he was two hundred years old, Sashiko's temperament changed drastically after he created his own soul-splitting immortality method. From time to time, he would murmur about the upper world made of flesh and blood.
Little did he know that he had used his differentiated consciousness to ascend to the upper world dozens of times.
Sessoko screamed hysterically, completely treating Ren Qing as the last straw before falling off the cliff: "Exalted Immortal, save me from transcendence!!!"
Ren Qing used the dream of the world to draw out the consciousness of killing children, and then returned to the original body.
