Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price Chapter 188

   Chapter 188 Master, please take your seat

  Ren Qing knew that for the Jailer Hall, it was only beneficial for Dameng Zhenren to achieve Yangshen Realm, but it also brought great hidden dangers.

   When he looked up at the dream composed of Daojun Taisui's body, he always felt inexplicably frightened, for fear that the dream would come true in the next breath.

  Boom…

   The light and shadow of the Land of Nether Feather came to an end, and it was reincarnated into Da Mengzheng.

   From the outside, Dameng Zhenren doesn't seem to have changed at all, but the distorted light and shadow have a mysterious charm.

  Ren Qing quickly took back the Heavenly Dao Dream Seed.

  Dameng's tall figure looked around, stretched out his arm a little out of thin air, and disappeared.

   Immediately after, a powerful force acted on each jailer, and they flew upside down toward the entrance and exit of Mingyu Land uncontrollably.

  Ren Qing soon felt a thin film on his back, and the next instant he came to the **** Abi hell.

   He felt tiredness in his mind, and his eyes kept fighting.

   Before Ren Qing lost consciousness, he saw that the wound on the stomach wall that was pierced by the rib was slowly healing, and the rain of blood stopped.

   But after the rain of blood, Avici Hell has a rather lifeless feeling.

   And there is still a Taisui Daojun in the mid-air of Avici Hell, like a sharp sword hanging over the head of the jailer's hall, which makes people shudder.

  Ren Qing slammed into the Sanxiang city wall uncontrollably, passed through the houses in an instant, and finally returned to the wing of the Fire Works Hall.

   He lay on the bed snoring and fell asleep.

  Each jailer was in the same situation, but the shadowy situation did not pass out.

   You can see the horror of the Yangshen Realm.

  I don't know how long it has been since Ren Qing woke up.

   Just as he was about to open his eyes to understand the situation, he suddenly felt that the Heavenly Dao Dream Seed in the Niwan Palace trembled, and the magic weapon seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

   is obviously a pseudo-spirit.

   Let the green hair stand upright.

Although the    pseudo-soul cannot reach the level of the real Dameng, it is also derived from the remnant soul of the cultivator in the Yangshen realm, so it should not be underestimated.

  The Heavenly Dao Dream Seeds gave birth to Dao Dao cracks, which will be completely destroyed by the slightest carelessness.

  Ren Qing hurriedly threw the Heavenly Dao Dream Seed into the flesh and blood furnace, and then released King Xin, who had been transformed by Zhong Hulu's soul, from the throne of bones.

   The original King Xin had a distorted face, and his skeleton-like body waved his hands, but within a few steps, he was turned to ashes by the burning fire.

  Kakakakaka…

  The cracks of the Heavenly Dao Dream Seeds became more and more dense.

  Ren Qing saw this call out the pseudo-soul, so as not to damage the Heavenly Dao Dream Seed, it would take several months to breed again.

   Tiandao Dream Seed obviously supported him for a long time during his drowsiness, but after the pseudo-soul escaped, it came to the spine along the meridians of its own accord.

   silently accept the nourishment of Huangquan Immortal Bone.

  Ren Qing's attention was on the pseudo-soul. From its appearance, it was impossible to understand the situation at all.

   The face of the pseudo-soul is twisted, constantly transforming between the land and Django, and occasionally changing into the appearance of a black goat.

  The emotions in its eyes are very complex, sometimes resentful, sometimes sad, sometimes greedy...

   Under such circumstances, the pseudo-soul has a tendency to be scattered, which shows that the flaws of the remnant soul of Tiandaozi are not small.

   But after all, it is a pseudo-soul formed by the Yangshen Realm, and Xinhuo can't hurt the slightest, and can only watch it gradually dissipate.

  Ren Qing shook his head, if the pseudo-soul resisted, the Flesh Furnace might not be able to withstand it.

   He tried to make the Throne of Bone forcibly close the pseudo-soul, but it didn't work much.

  Ren Qing suddenly felt troublesome, the opportunity was in front of him but he couldn't get it, could he just return empty-handed...

   It seems that if he wants to communicate with the pseudo-soul, his memory must be stimulated, but he really doesn't know much about the land and Django.

   After hesitating for a moment, Ren Qing gritted his teeth and threw the ghost package into the flesh and blood furnace.

  The ghost image actively emits a faint serenity, and see if it has any effect.

The    pseudo-soul seemed to feel the breath of the Heavenly Law, and it took the initiative to become a black goat, and it kept muttering to itself.

   really works.

  Ren Qing simply brought the dragon and snake spine into the flesh and blood furnace.

   Anyway, the dragon and snake ridge is also a natal magic weapon that blends with the spine, and it has a bit of the taste of Huangquan fairy bones.

   Ren Qing's sub-soul endured the pain caused by the burning, and asked, "Master, I am Huang Qi, do you remember?"

"who I am?"

   "Tian Daozi, the founder of Wuwei Taoist Temple, founded Jingzhou Xianzong, and there are outer disciples under his seat..."

   "You lied to me, the Taoist temple is destroyed."

   "The Taoist Temple is gone!"

   "The Taoist Temple is gone!!!!"

The    pseudo-soul became more and more unstable. It wanted to find something from the messy memory, but it was closer to the soul.

   It feels like an old man who is dying, and voluntarily gave up his life.

  It is reasonable to say that after the soul of Tiandaozi has completely turned into a black goat, I am afraid that it is indeed impossible to survive, and it is impossible to seek death.

  Death was relief for him.

  Ren Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead. If he can't control the false soul, he can only let the other party turn into nothingness.

   If I had known it earlier, I would have awakened the memory of Django or the land. Their desire to survive is definitely much stronger than that of Tiandaozi.

  Ke Ren Qing stared at Tian Daozi's painful appearance, and was suddenly relieved.

  No matter what the outcome of Wuwei Taoist Temple is, from the perspective of Heavenly Daozi, he has already done a good job of being a teacher.

   Even if he dies, he is still a Taoist temple, and even considers the people of Jingzhou.

  Ren Qing respectfully clasped his fists and saluted, but when looking at Tian Daozi's dark eyes, he said in a strange way.

   "Master, are you willing?"

   "Are you willing?"

  Tian Daozi muttered in his mouth, uncontrollable anger brewing in his mouth.

   "How could I be willing!!!"

   "Destroy my Taoism, slave my people, **** it!!!!"

   The flesh and blood furnace swelled to the limit, and it seemed to be broken because of the relationship between Tiandaozi.

  Ren Qing sucked in a breath of cold air, he said with a wry smile: "Master, you have found a way to restrain the heavenly worm."

   The death intent emanating from the pseudo-soul has slightly restrained, and it seems to have more vitality.

  The surface of the ghost image protrudes with an ellipse, which is the golden core worm egg transformed by the larvae of Tiandao worm.

   It's just that the larvae of the Heavenly Dao worm have been completely turned into puppets, without the slightest intelligence, and they look like the heart of a ghost.

   "The Patriarch of Tiandaozi, the Taoist line of Wuwei Taoist Temple has not been destroyed."

   The pseudo-soul breath condensed, and the fire took the initiative to wrap around the body, which was unwilling to fate and the hundreds of thousands of people in Jingzhou.

   "Master, please take your seat."

   The pseudo-soul slowly walked towards the White Bone Throne, the traces of the black goat gradually faded away, revealing the appearance of a childlike crane.

   It stopped in front of the Throne of Bones, then turned around.

  Ren Qing was a little nervous when he saw this, for fear of what would happen to Tian Daozi's memory, he couldn't help but feel regret.

   "Huang Qi, hurry back to Jingzhou, where... the **** sun is in the sky, it's too late."

  The pseudo-soul was sitting on the throne of white bones, and his whole body became withered, and the madness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he regained his clarity.

   But those mixed memories gradually disappeared because of the burning of the fire.

After all,    is not the real Daozi of Heaven, just a soul with residual memories.

   But as the nascent King Xin fuels the furnace of flesh and blood, the temperature of the fire reaches jaw-dropping levels.

  The lantern on the wall of the prison cell in his belly changed immediately, and the lamp oil inside overflowed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The light emitted by the    lantern became stronger and stronger, and the moment it turned white, it formed a fist-sized spot of light.

  Ren Qing observed it carefully. In fact, it was a spot of light, more like the sun condensed from fire, but it only glowed and did not heat up.

   is obviously a transformation of the Immortal Eating Method, but the area of ​​the prison in the abdomen has also increased.

   All the independent cells were spliced ​​together, and finally turned into a prison of about ten miles, some of the prototype of Avici Hell.

  The blood vine spreads along the wall, and some flower bones have grown.

  Ren Qing couldn't help feeling happy.

   Facts have proved that related spells can indeed complement each other, and it is likely to involve the next realm of the jailer's law.

   If you can find the remaining spells of the wine and meat Taoist, it will definitely make the prison in the belly more like the real world.

   He opened his eyes and finished the retreat, and walked out from the wing of the Fire Factory.

   The sky is blue and the sun shines on the ground.

  Sanxiang City has apparently returned to the outside world. Residents are talking in the streets, complaining about the weather in the past few days.

  Ren Qing sighed helplessly, no matter what, Kizang King's soul-calling has ended.

   I just don't know if Huang Ziwan and others are in danger. Lu Xiaoyu is said to be assigned to guard Heshan Town, so there should be less danger.

  Ren Qing wanted to use the tenon feather to contact Song Zong without asking about the situation, and subconsciously took out the jailer token.

   When he came into contact with the jailer token, he immediately felt that the material had changed slightly.

The appearance of    is just a mark of a head in a jar on the back, but Ren Qing vaguely felt that he could return to Avici Hell with the token.

   It seems that Damengren has completely mastered Avici Hell by virtue of Tai Sui.

   Now drop blood on the jailer token and you can leave the outside world at any time.

  Ren Qing was very curious about the effect of the Dameng real man technique, so he couldn't help but use the Fire Dream Seed to investigate the situation of the jailer token.

   It turned out that there was only a tiny Tai Sui mixed in it.

  Tai Sui also has Ren Qing's blood aura, other than himself, the rest of the jailers can no longer use it.

  Ren Qing, relying on Tai Sui, can even sense the area covered by Avici Hell.

   He compared the map in the prison in his belly, and suddenly found a strange place, the Avici Hell has actually expanded to part of the water desert.

   In other words, if the jailer goes to Mizusawa, he can return to the Avici Hell at any time.

  Ren Qing raised his brows.

   Even if the real Dameng achieves the Yangshen realm, he actually still represents the Jailor Hall.

   Could it be that the Jailer Hall has already started planning outside Xiangxiang?

   Mizusawa…

   It's just that there are a lot of messes in Xiangxiang to deal with, and the guard's manpower has become tense, so it should be mainly temptation.

  Ren Qing had a sense of urgency in his heart, and he must be promoted to the underworld as soon as possible.

  The areas outside Xiangxiang are not gold mines and silver mountains, but a vicious beast that only eats people and does not spit out bones, and is watching intently.

   At the same time, he can understand the radicalism of the Jailer's Hall.

  This world is not suitable for Gou development.

  Whether it is a worm or a supreme demon, even the Jailer Hall must rely on resources to grow.

   And resources are mortals in the final analysis, after all, the source of magic is mortals.

   Thanks for Heath Iced Tea, book friend 151110073253586, Cunbu lotus root starch, especially far and near, book friend 20220523205105545, Sen and Zero, and the big boss of Huangshen for the reward.

   (end of this chapter)

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