Chapter 577 Respectfully sending the master to be reincarnated and reincarnated into one
Chapter 577 Farewell to the Master for reincarnation (two-in-one)
Mount Lingshan is located at the end of the southwestern branch of the Bottomless Abyss, with an altitude of eight thousand meters. It is basically free of monks below the realm of ghost envoys.
In the middle of the night, the surrounding area will be shrouded in thick fog, making it difficult to find it with the naked eye.
Because of the special location of Lingshan Mountain, the black market gradually flourished and even had a history of thousands of years without even realizing it.
No matter how deserted it is, hundreds of casual cultivators will gather when the black market opens.
Loose cultivators are extremely poor and do not even have a complete inheritance of magic. All the forces know what is going on at the top of the mountain, and no one is interested in the black market.
Late at night, when thick fog fills the air, blood-red vegetation sprouts in the soil and grows into a bulging shape in just a few moments.
The bulge is similar to a military tent, but it is actually a large leaf.
The blades continued to absorb the dense fog, barely maintaining visibility in the black market, at least ensuring that casual cultivators would not get lost on the top of the mountain.
An old man crawled out of the grave. His name was "Lamplighter". His cultivation had just reached the half-corpse state. However, the lifespan of the undead was endless, so he remained on the top of the mountain.
The lamplighter walked tremblingly to the center of the black market, took out the corpse oil from the wound on his abdomen, and placed it in a rusty copper lamp.
The copper lamp emits a faint light, making the top of the mountain stand out in the thick fog.
The crows crow on the branches, which seems to herald the opening of the black market, attracting the long-awaited casual cultivators to gather towards the top of the mountain.
One after another, monks came from the bottomless abyss with magic weapons. They each looked for a place to stay and sorted out the resources to be sold.
For casual cultivators, a long-standing black market is very important.
They will inevitably have to replace unused resources. If things go on like this, they may be able to increase their chances of breaking through the bottleneck.
The waning moon hung high in the sky, and the black market became lively.
Feng Ye followed the strong wind and traveled through the bottomless abyss. According to the mission of Mengcheng, he soon arrived at the top of the mountain.
The Fengkong people have not yet joined the world in the stomach, but it does not mean that they are not a part of the heaven.
Because they are both descendants of immortal gods, they are allowed to go to Dream City and have the qualifications to take on missions, so they do not have the three stone blood crystals per month that members of the Jailer Hall have to pay.
In order not to expose his cultivation level, Feng Ye took pills that suppressed his cultivation level in advance. In the eyes of others, he was just a monk in the ghost realm.
After he arrived at the top of Lingshan Mountain, he found that he still underestimated the strength of the casual cultivators.
There are actually many Yangshen Realm auras in the black market, and they can live in peace on the narrow mountain top, which shows that the master behind the scenes at least has the Heavenly Deception Realm to make them so fearful.
Feng Ye looked around and found a lot of dragon-shaped decorations on the black market, and his expression was a little astonished.
He quickly lowered his head, pretending to hide his emotional fluctuations, and walked towards the stalls in the black market, and no monks stopped him.
Feng Ye noticed that the stalls of casual cultivators were all selling their own organs, or flesh and blood tissue stripped from corpses, and they didn't care whether taking them would lead to out-of-control alienation.
He felt a little uncomfortable, so he started to investigate as required by the task.
More than a dozen pairs of eyes were observing Feng Ye secretly, and they all seemed silent.
Although they didn't know Feng Ye's cultivation level in the Celestial Realm, they could tell that the latter was probably from Heaven, so they didn't ask about his identity.
Heavenly monks generally master systematic techniques, but have no sense of awe.
Due to the out-of-town mission of the Jailor Hall, the monks of the Heavenly Court are now spread all over the place, and they are a group of very extreme lunatics.
The most famous one is the never-ending pursuit of resources.
Once there are heavenly monks appearing somewhere, it means that they will appear like locusts continuously until they are eaten dry.
The Yang Shen realm monks in the black market felt somewhat guilty, but considering that the owner of the black market was the descendant of the ancient immortal god in heaven, they did not try to do anything unwise to Feng Ye.
The fact is exactly as they expected, Feng Ye came to Lingshan Mountain to be the master of the black market.
Feng Ye was digging around for clues and couldn't help but feel a little frightened when he heard that the black market owner was making a big splash in Jingzhou.
"So your black market owner is called the Dragon King of the Four Seas?"
Feng Ye asked with a strange expression, and received unanimous answers from all the stall owners, including some casual cultivators who had definitely seen the appearance of the Dragon King of the Four Seas.
They swore that the Dragon King of the Four Seas had the experience of overpowering several others in the same realm.
Even if the Immortal Buddha takes action, the Dragon King of the Four Seas can escape smoothly. Even among the Immortal Guests in the Heavenly Deception Realm, he is one of the top ten strong men.
When Feng Ye wanted to continue to inquire about the black market owner, he noticed that the Dragon King of the Four Seas rarely showed up and only appeared three years ago.
Feng Ye shook his head with a solemn expression.
The task he took was to investigate the owner of the black market. If it was really founded by the Dragon King of the Four Seas of the Heavenly Thunder Department, there is no reason why Mengcheng would issue such an inexplicable task.
Feng Ye waited until the sun first rose and the black market cultivators dispersed.
He informed Mengcheng of the clues about the black market, and then returned to the Abyss. The black market will not reopen until the fifteenth day of next month.
Feng Ye noticed that there were more and more tasks related to Heaven. Is there really a monk deliberately pretending to be Heaven and showing off outside?
All mission information is finally summarized in Ren Qing's hands.
Not to mention the Dragon King of the Four Seas, even names such as the North Star Lord, the Plague Messenger, and the Dou Mu Xing Lord appear frequently everywhere.
Ren Qing initially suspected that the Xiang Master and other monks had appropriated the name of Heavenly Court.
As a result, he immediately noticed that the Xiang Master and other monks were still operating around Jingzhou and did not have enough time to rush to the top of Lingshan Mountain.
Moreover, the black market on Lingshan Mountain has existed intermittently for thousands of years.
Although the casual cultivators have always been suspicious of the identity of the black market owner, they suddenly pointed the finger at the Dragon King of the Four Seas with almost no warning.
As if invisibly, there is a hand that affects the direction of the wind in the heaven.
Ren Qing has sent more than a dozen monks to investigate the black market.
According to the feedback information, the black market is a simple gathering place that has existed for thousands of years simply because it is inconspicuous.
Ren Qing cursed several times secretly.
He is now certain that there is a force ready to pick his own peaches.
The other party's background is definitely deeper than that of the Jailer's Hall. According to the rumors of the Heavenly Court that are unanimous in various places, the Heavenly Conspiracy Realm he belongs to is at least double digits.
You must know that the "heaven theory" has been accepted by most forces.
It seems that thousands of years ago, there really was a heaven beyond the sky that accommodated immortal gods, but for some reasons, the heaven was finally destroyed.
Most monks already believe that heaven once existed. Even if some people think it is fabricated, they will not blatantly deny it.
As long as the Jailer's Hall confirms its identity as a descendant of the Heavenly Court, it is equivalent to gilding itself.
In the future, if he is strong enough to convince the public, he may even be able to reshape the Heavenly Court in a fair and just manner, because the Jailor Hall has "righteousness".
This is also the reason why Ren Qing is working hard to develop the Prison Hall. Who knows if the dangers in this world are limited to immortals and Buddhas? What if the three ancestors and the third generation of Buddhas are still not the end.
He wants to pull the banner of heaven and make the monks in the world become grasshoppers on the same rope.
As a result, Ren Qing discovered that there was actually a force secretly snatching the title of Heaven and claiming to be the Dragon King of the Four Seas.
If he continues to immerse himself in development as usual, maybe in a few years, the heavenly orthodoxy will completely belong to someone else.
Ren Qing had a sneer on his face, really treating the Jailer Hall as a soft persimmon.
He signaled the monks to keep an eye on the place where the rumors were spread. If an accident occurred, Taoist Master Mu Snake would be ready to provide support at any time.
Ren Qing wanted to see where the power came from and how brave he was. Did he dislike that the cell on the third floor of the underworld was too empty?
He was afraid that the fake heaven would make the lies go unanswered. After all, the so-called ruins of the heaven must be a fiction.
Ren Qing thought for a moment and planned to open the small heaven of the Matchmaker Niwan Palace.
Even though the Little Heavenly Palace still has quite a few flaws, it is still much more real than those fake Heavenly Palace ruins.
If the heavenly deception is maintained for a long time, it can drive a large number of monks to use it for their own purposes and find the immortal position hidden in this world.
Ren Qing used the matchmaker to communicate the mysterious situation in Jingzhou, including the Bone Lady who had been imprisoned in the underworld for more than ten years.
Mrs. Bones is still holding the clone, and the joints of her hands and feet are decayed to varying degrees.
She has become accustomed to the days in prison. She can calm down and polish her skills, and use her soul to absorb the yin energy floating around her.
Mrs. Bones felt that if she had been locked up in the underworld for thousands of years and she had not gone crazy, she might be able to figure out a way to reach the perfection of the Heavenly Realm without having the immortal status.
It's a pity that Madam Bones has a clear understanding of souls.
I'm afraid that in another three to four hundred years, the instinct will put the soul into a deep sleep to prevent the consciousness from self-destruction.
Mrs. Bones kept thinking wildly and fell into a deep sleep.
For more than ten years, I have been dreaming of going to the ruins of Heaven over and over again. I was very excited at the beginning, but later I became numb.
Madam White Bones wandered around Nantianmen as always, staring at the outer world where thousands of immortals and gods once lived thousands of years ago.
She originally thought that even if thousands of years passed, the ruins of Heavenly Palace would not change at all.
As a result, the resistance that Mrs. Bones imagined did not happen, and Nantianmen successfully accepted her existence without any intention of stopping her.
She passed through the Nantian Gate and came to the heaven made up of ruins. She could still vaguely see several Fengkong people guarding the Leibu Palace.
"Maybe we can use the inheritance from heaven to escape from the prison of the underworld..."
With a smile on her face, Mrs. Bones ran towards the palace of the Ministry of Plague.
The palace of the Plague Department is in dilapidated condition, but there is a complete statue vaguely located in the ruins, and the stone exterior is covered with densely packed text.
Is it possible that it records a spell that leads directly to the Earthly Immortal?
Mrs. Bones couldn't help but quicken her pace, but she didn't go very far at all. However, after a thousand meters, she seemed to have encountered a situation and couldn't move forward.
Her expression was vicious, and as soon as she saw a little hope, it was immediately extinguished, and her mood in Tianjue suddenly became unbalanced.
Ren Qing took the opportunity to use the toe separation technique, which affected Madam Bones' memory.
He discovered that Madam White Bone and Taoist Mu Snake were the same, both had no memory of their lives after understanding the magic through the way of heaven.
Ren Qing deeply doubted that Mrs. Bai Gu should be a new life resurrected from the corpse.
The original soul has been shattered by the impact of heaven, and as a result, its potential is far less than it was when it was able to create spells.
Ren Qing also came up with a very bold idea from the two of them.
"In a sense, as long as the creator of the spell traced by the information flow grows up, he will definitely reach the Heavenly Creation Realm, right?"
Anyway, I have nothing to lose, so I might as well give it a try. If I can succeed, the Jailer Hall will create the Heavenly Deception Realm in batches.
He guided Mrs. Bones to the corner of Nantianmen without warning.
Madam Bones also calmed down at this time. She knew that her soul had accumulated a lot of negative emotions after being closed in the cell for too long.
If you don't pay attention, you may go crazy if you are not careful.
As an undead person, she actually had the patience to wait for the opportunity in the underworld, but if an accident caused her state of mind to become unbalanced, it would probably take just a few years for her to die of frustration.
Mrs. Bones took a deep breath. No matter what, it would be nice to find something in heaven.
Maybe after finding the rules of the heaven, she can continue to go deep into the ruins. There is no reason that there is no Feng Kong person in the sky, so she can move around the Leibu palace.
Madam Bones immediately began searching the area carefully.
She noticed that she was just a projection of consciousness, so any physical work would consume corresponding soul energy.
Even carrying a half-meter heavy object would take a lot of time for Mrs. Bones.
"The Nantianmen should be guarded by giants that are more than a thousand meters tall. It is almost unrealistic to complete the cleanup. It is better to set our sights lower."
Madam White Bone's eyes were fixed on the barracks next to the Nantian Gate. There were countless remains of swords, halberds and spears scattered inside, and the killings were coming towards her.
She walked slowly towards the barracks, and only when she set foot on the training ground did she encounter weak resistance.
From the perspective of Mrs. Bones, who is in the Heavenly Creation Realm, the broken weapons all over the ground should not be underestimated. Any one of them can make the Yangshen Realm go crazy.
What shocked her most was that the weapons were almost flawless, the refining techniques were exactly the same, and even the time required was almost the same.
It is difficult to imagine the terror of Heaven in its heyday.
How many skilled craftsmen are there who can bring all the immortals and gods in the world under their feet, and what kind of enemies can turn heaven into ruins and make them miserable for thousands of years.
Madam Bones stood in the barracks for several hours until her consciousness returned to her body.
She has never thought about the possibility of fraud in the ruins of Heavenly Court. She can see Ren Qing's clever methods from it, which can be said to be true and false.
Nine points of truth mixed with one part of falsehood is a brilliant deception.
Weapons are all refined by Ghost Shadow, which means that Ghost Shadow can make weapons on an assembly line, and each weapon has high quality and high overlap.
Although Ren Qing felt very sad for the loss of deliberately destroying weapons, he still had to pay what he had to pay. Anyway, the world in the stomach can also produce minerals.
He digested the memories of Madam Bones and gradually improved his thoughts.
Ren Qing found a very obscure "lock" in the souls of Master Mu Snake and Madam White Bones.
The soul lock is the rumored "mystery in the womb".
As long as the mystery of the womb is solved, the memories of the past life can be recalled.
Of course, not all monks have the mystery of the womb, or it is a situation like the Bone Lady, where a new soul is born from the corpse.
Either you can be reincarnated in the stomach world through the Earth Immortal Job, and as your cultivation deepens, the memories of your past life will awaken little by little.
The reason why Master Mu Snake is willing to be a ferryman in the underworld is because his soul is washed away by the death energy and he has the opportunity to solve the mystery of the womb.
However, in Ren Qing's opinion, it is impossible for Taoist Mu Snake to completely inherit his memory.
He could only gain partial enlightenment, and could not become a snake-loving Taoist who had mastered many arts and found his own path of spiritual practice.
On the night of the second day, Mrs. Bones once again took the initiative to come to Little Heaven and went straight to the barracks, hoping to find useful clues.
Fengkongren noticed the figure of Mrs. Bones, but under Ren Qing's signal, they only focused on monitoring and did not expel her.
Mrs. Bones did not dare to waste time and searched like three feet deep.
"How can it be……"
"Since it is the residence of the heavenly soldiers, there should be magical things. Is it possible that all the magic and magic are inherited in the palace of the Immortal Department?"
Mrs. Bones came to Little Heaven every night, but she was very disappointed.
The barracks seemed to contain only broken weapons and armor worn by the heavenly soldiers.
It is not easy for her to enter and leave Nantianmen freely. Even if she takes weapons to the underworld, she cannot break through the strong prison door.
Not to mention, the underworld itself is a huge prison.
Mrs. Bones was just about to leave the barracks when she was suddenly attracted by a well in the corner, and the faint moonlight was about to emerge from the well.
There is no sun and moon in the small heaven. The sky is always shrouded by impenetrable dark clouds.
She subconsciously came to the well, and the moonlight fell on her face. She felt a chill in her soul, and the fatigue in her soul was immediately swept away.
Mrs. Bones was immersed in the growth of her soul, and time passed quietly.
After she woke up in prison, the stagnant Yin energy in her body became active, and it became easier to absorb external Yin energy.
Mrs. Bones was overjoyed and quickly practiced the technique with her legs crossed.
She seemed to have seen the possibility of escaping, so she focused her energy on two points and one line, and her cultivation level increased to the Yang Shen realm without realizing it.
The soul is far beyond the same realm, and has recovered to 80% of the ordinary realm.
Ren Qing also figured out the soul lock while Madam White Bone was practicing. The latter did not notice that the body and soul were gradually attached to the disease.
The disease covered Mrs. Bones' soul, and she solved the mystery of her womb in a crude way.
Mrs. Bones was inexplicably exhausted physically and mentally. She just thought she was frequently entering and exiting the small heaven, and did not realize that someone was stealing her memories.
After Ren Qing obtained all the memories of Mrs. Bones during her lifetime, her expression couldn't help but become excited.
He never thought that this memory would be so complete, including Madam Bones' experience in a brothel, where she was reduced to a beggar in deep humiliation, and finally her body was wrapped in a straw mat and discarded in a mass grave.
"If we could really use our memory to create the Bone Lady..."
Ren Qing's idea was based on his two masters. In terms of talent, no one could match the monks who created their own techniques.
Talent can be well reflected in Dameng Zhenren.
There were many monks of the same generation as Dameng Zhenren in the Jailor Hall, and the heads in the jar could be compared to them back then.
As a result, the head in the jar is still stuck in the bottleneck of the Yin Chao Realm, while Da Mengzhenren has reached the Yang Shen Realm and is only one step away from the Heavenly Deception Realm.
Ren Qing was very curious whether the monks who were resurrected using their memories of their lifetimes would have amazing talents and break through the limitations of the Heavenly Creation Realm.
The inspiration also comes from Jingzhou. Buddhism uses the souls of ancient monks to create tens of thousands of Buddhas.
If the soul of a mortal was used instead, the Buddha would have needed at least a few years of adaptation.
Ren Qing's thoughts moved slightly, and Mrs. Bones fell into a deep sleep uncontrollably.
Ren Qing took out the elixir refined from the Biangan flower and gave it to Mrs. Bones.
【Bana Flower】
[Cultivation from Zhuoliuzi. After eating Biganhua, if the soul cannot withstand the alienation, it will cause the soul to melt. On the contrary, a false soul will be born after thirty-six days. 】
The proportion of Bianganhua contained in the elixir is not high, and it can only support monks in the Ghost Envoy Realm to breed pseudo-souls, and is of little use to the Heavenly Deception Realm.
About a month ago, a false soul appeared in Madam White Bone's Niwan Palace.
However, the pseudo-soul is just a corpse dog soul among the seven souls, and is not complete. It is enough to carry the memories of Madam Bones.
Ren Qing spent a long time selecting villages in the world in his stomach, letting the remnant soul of Lady Bones merge with the ghost-immortal job, and then go to the mountains to take charge.
He injected memories into the remnant soul, and Madam Bones' pseudo-soul barely rejected it, successfully receiving almost 80% of the memories.
Relying on the faith of mortals, the pseudo-soul can be fully restored within a few decades.
Ren Qing plans to use the ability of the Earth Immortal to reincarnate when the time comes to send the pseudo-souls to reincarnation so that they can obtain physical bodies.
However, the number of Earth Immortal Jobs is limited, and it is impossible for the Chosen Ones to appear in large numbers.
Ren Qing followed the method and obtained Taoist Mu Snake's memories and pseudo-soul easily, without much resistance from the latter.
He turned his pseudo-soul into a mountain god again, and then took out a bacterial strain from the Treasure Pavilion.
This strain of bacteria was formed by the condensation of hundreds of souls contaminated by Taoist Taoist Taisui's aura when Master Dameng was promoted to the Immortal Ladder. It essentially possesses all the characteristics of the soul.
Based on Ren Qing's understanding of the Tai Sui Jing, the bacteria are likely to retain the memory of Tai Sui Daojun.
After all, Tai Sui Daojun achieved the realm of celestial uncanny through the jailing method, and his body and soul possess the characteristics of strange objects, such as a centipede insect that dies but does not freeze.
Ren Qing directly poured Taojun Taisui's bacteria into the mountain temple.
After integrating the Ghost Immortal Job into the strain, the strain seemed to undergo subtle changes, but upon closer inspection, there was nothing unusual.
Ren Qing himself is not sure whether the bacteria can breed souls.
Ren Qing still has four spots for the Earth Immortal position, and plans to give two to his master.
But what surprised Ren Qing was that Tiandaozi chose to refuse.
Tiandaozi has only a superficial spiritual intelligence and cannot worry about the safety of the village. He would rather become a small god guarding the mountains for generations.
Ren Qing awakened Chen Changsheng's consciousness, and the latter agreed without much hesitation after hearing the effects of the Earth Immortal Position.
"It doesn't matter whether you are willing or not. I have already figured it out after spending a hundred years in the mountains. No matter how great the risk is, it is better than sitting down and dying."
However, Chen Changsheng was not surprised at all when he learned of Tiandaozi's choice.
"I have been friends with Tian Daozi for many years. How could I not know the essence of Wuwei Taoism?"
Chen Changsheng said helplessly: "I once suggested Tiandaozi to bring his direct disciples to Xiangxiang to establish a Taoist lineage, but Tiandaozi cannot abandon the sect he established with his own hands."
"This is the character of Tiandaozi. It seems that he will wake up sooner or later."
Chen Changsheng cut off his vitality, and his soul became darker and darker.
"My disciple, don't worry."
"If the mystery of the womb can be solved in the next life, I will go to Daxing Mountain and personally persuade Tian Daozi to reincarnate."
The earthly immortal took Chen Changsheng's soul to heaven. What kind of creature will be in the next life is beyond Ren Qing's control.
Ren Qing didn't have time to pay attention, because the things involved in the fake heaven were even weirder than he imagined.
