Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price Chapter 244

Chapter 244 Welcome to the real world

But the comer is indeed a bit weird, his legs are exaggeratedly bent, making him unable to walk normally at all.

Ren Qing had a different expression. The other party was one of the few Taoist priests in Qingyan Town.

When he swiped roughly, he only saw that his legs seemed to be born with disabilities, but now it seems to be a little subtle.

How is like some kind of alienation?

Outside the store.

Wu's skin was gray-brown, and his eyes were everted, as if he was about to die.

He leaned on crutches with difficulty, his eyes fixed on the plaque of Wuguan Bookstore.

He is not disabled due to the bending of his legs, but his bones are too soft, and over the years, his leg bones have become what they are today.

Wu Yong pushed open the door of the bookstore, and what caught his eye was the neat and tidy interior of the house. Although the decoration has changed, it has remained roughly the same as it was.

He stared at the path to the backyard, his expression twisted.

It is a combination of emotions such as remorse, happiness, resentment, and regret.

"Fufeng..."

"Why do you want to come back, why, doesn't this break our thoughts!!!"

When he said the last sentence, Wu Yong almost roared out from the gap between his teeth, and the blue veins burst out in both hands holding the cane.

He took a long breath before walking slowly into the courtyard, and immediately noticed Ren Qing.

However, in Wu Yong's eyes, Ren Qing's appearance is exactly that of Daoist Fufeng, and he was obviously affected by the spell unconsciously.

He walked to Ren Qing on crutches and shouted, "Why are you still alive when you harmed us like this?"

Ren Qing got up to contact Wu Yong, and the flow of information surged in his eyes.

【Wu Yong】

【Age: Thirty-five】

【Shouyuan: Three years】

【Skill: Qingfeng Refining Qi (Remaining)】

Sure enough, the technique taught by Daoist Fufeng caused Wu Yong and others to alienate, but there must be something hidden in it.

Ren Qing said tentatively, "I'm not back."

Wu Yong's expression became vigilant, and he muttered to himself: "You are not Fufeng, you can't be Fufeng..."

"who are you?"

Ren Qing is a little helpless, it seems that he can only use other means, but Wu Yong's behavior is crazy, and his memory is likely to be extremely confusing.

He simply erased the traces of the spell, stood in front of Wu Yong with his body, and spread the dream spell.

Wu Yong's eyes widened, his lips trembled slightly, and finally he said, "You are an immortal..."

"What Fufeng said turned out to be true!"

Ren Qing made no secret of the way of heaven, and the breath exuding from his body also became immortal, like an ordinary immortal.

He knew that Daoist Fufeng must have found clues to the unknown world ten years ago, and may even have stepped into it.

Wu Yong couldn't care about the pain in his legs, he knelt down and slapped his head hard, even though the blood flowed from his forehead, he didn't mean to stop.

"Xianchang, please bring me into the Dao!!"

Ren Qing stretched out his hand a little, and Wu Yong stood up involuntarily, the pain in his legs disappeared, and he was instantly apprehensive.

"Tell me what exactly happened to Fufeng?"

"Okay Immortal, I'll say it right away."

Wu Yong swallowed his saliva, the ashes on his face had long since dissipated, and after organizing his words, he stumbled and narrated it.

Fufeng Daoist was originally just an ordinary Jianghu Taoist priest. He made a living by setting up a stall every day for fortune-telling, and his life was indeed relatively hard.

Until Fufeng Dao grows crazy.

When Wu Yong said this, his expression became a little scared and his breathing was extremely heavy. Fortunately, Ren Qing was by his side to strengthen his courage.

The scattered pictures in his mind gradually became clear, and the dream seed quietly came to his Niwan Palace to confirm the truth.

Ren Qing seemed to see a thin man with sunken eyes, muttering to himself, "I'm about to become enlightened."

As Wu Yong spoke, things became a little creepy.

After Fufeng woke up, he couldn't wait to take out the brush and wanted to record the content of his dream.

But then his expression became sullen, the immortal art that was clear just now, is now more and more blurred, and he can't write a word at all.

I can only vaguely remember that a high-level immortal taught magic in a dream.

Fufeng firmly believes that this is the fate of immortality, and does not want to let go of the hard-won opportunity, so he shuts himself in the house and does not go out.

Wu Yong was not yet a Taoist priest at that time, so he happened to knock on the door of Fufeng's courtyard.

The result of Fufeng made him unbelievable. In just a few days, Fufeng lost a lot of weight.

Fufeng's head is covered with scratches, and he apparently often scratches his head with both hands.

Wu opened his mouth and asked, "Fufeng Daoist, you... what's the matter?"

Fufeng grinned and took out a page from his arms, which was covered in **** stains, but still not a single word.

"I'm about to become enlightened. In my dream, an immortal taught me the magic of immortality..."

He pointed to the paper and said, "Do you think there is an immortal method, isn't it?!!"

Fufeng became more and more mad as he spoke, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he looked at Wu Yong as if he was going to eat it alive.

Wu Yong wanted to leave, but found that his arm was tightly grasped, and his nails pierced into the flesh.

"Master Fufeng, Master Fufeng, calm down, ah!!!"

Feeling Fufeng getting harder and harder, Wu Yongxin was afraid, so he could only tentatively say: "Why do you have to write it down, can't you just practice in your dreams?"

Fufeng let go of his arms, his expression became dazed, and he walked into the house in a daze.

Then came the thunderous snoring.

Wu Yong fled in a panic, not daring to approach Fufeng's courtyard for more than half a month.

But when he saw each other again, Fufeng's bony body became strong, and all the white hair on his temples disappeared, and he couldn't see the appearance of his early thirties at all.

Relying on his efficacious fortune-telling, he has become famous in Qingyan Town, and even bought a shop with the money he earned.

Wu Yong thought something was wrong. Could it be true that the immortals in the dream taught the Fa?

He couldn't hold back the throbbing in his heart, so he couldn't help asking Fufeng, but unexpectedly he got a positive answer.

Fufeng not only did not hide his secrets, but instead taught the immortal methods to the Taoist priests in the city, and even took the time to give pointers.

In his mouth, cultivating immortal methods can transcend the mundane, and thus become immortals and attain the Tao.

Wu Yong also became one of them. After cultivating, he can clearly feel his physical strength. It seems that it is indeed an immortal method.

But before he could get excited for long, Fufeng suddenly developed a strange disease, his bones began to deform, and his skin was covered with pimples like toads.

Wu Yong saw with his own eyes the madness of Fu Feng before he became enlightened.

He hurriedly stopped the practice of magic, but he was obviously a step too late. The bones of his legs became soft within a few days, and he lost the ability to walk.

And as long as he practices magic, his body will suffer from strange diseases.

The town of Qingyan was killed and injured soon, and Fufeng disappeared. The rest of the surviving Taoists joined forces to find each other.

As a result, Fufeng seems to have evaporated from the world and disappeared out of thin air.

For Wu Yong, he would rather believe that Fufeng is truly transcendental, and he is still immersed in this beautiful dream that is not true or false.

"Let me tell you the fairy method that Fufeng told you."

Wu Yong recited the information about the Qingfeng Qi Refining Method without hesitation, but the content became weird in the second half.

Ren Qing frowned, completely different from what he knew about the entry method of Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao Entry Method is to adapt the constitution to the Heavenly Dao worm eggs.

But the method of clearing the wind and qi that Wu used seemed to be forcibly alienating himself, but the purpose seemed a little inexplicable.

is like alienation for alienation's sake.

The stream is also displayed differently.

【Qingfeng Refining Method】

【One of the introductory methods of Wuwei Taoism, you can only cultivate by sensing and absorbing the true essence between heaven and earth. 】

In Ren Qing's impression, the true essence must be absorbed by the Heavenly Dao worm, how could it be so easy?

He calmed down forcibly, then took out the bone-enhancing material from the prison in his abdomen, and stuffed it directly into Wu Yong's mouth.

However, the alienation caused by this technique can only be alleviated, because its body is essentially different from ordinary people.

Wu Yong only felt his legs regain consciousness, and he could barely walk.

His gaze towards Ren Qing became more awe-inspiring, and only immortality can describe such a method, so he must have met a true immortal.

"How many Taoists are there in Qingyan Town in your situation?"

"Hui Xianchang, four people."

"You can leave now and bring them to the bookstore in thirty days."

Wu Yong nodded quickly in agreement.

When he walked out of the bookstore, he was still in a trance, which was unbelievable at all.

Wu Yong couldn't help but have the idea of being detached, but the effect of the material he just took began to decline gradually, and his legs were suffering from severe pain.

He knelt down on the ground with a terrified expression, ignoring the strange eyes of passers-by, and stumbled away with blood dripping from his forehead.

Ren Qing thought for a long time.

He then hesitated for a moment before using the larvae of the Heavenly Dao worm in the ghost shadow to control the You Yuan into the body to run Zhou Tian.

At the moment when You Yuan condensed, the world in his eyes changed dramatically.

The continuous rain fell, the air became cold and humid, the buildings in Qingyan Town were also close together, and the streets were full of people.

Ren Qing could feel his body getting heavy, as if he was gradually being pulled into the abyss.

He endured the discomfort without dispersing You Yuan, and walked slowly outside the courtyard.

The area of the entire Qingyan Town has more than tripled, and the population has quadrupled.

What shocked Ren Qing the most was that at least one-third of the residents had swollen abdomens, and the rest were more or less alienated, which made him shudder.

He couldn't help looking at the sky, where a blood-red waning moon was hanging.

humming…

Ren Qing's ear pierced, and the waning moon turned into the last quarter moon at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body became heavier.

seems to weigh a thousand pounds.

The raindrops in the town of Qingyan became heavier and heavier, and the town itself appeared dilapidated.

Ren Qing hadn't looked around when he suddenly heard a loud explosion.

Several hundred meters of human-faced spiders walked past the town, with a terrifying breath, and dozens of people were fed into their mouths with thick limbs strung together.

In Ren Qing's daze, the blood moon changed from the last quarter moon to the full moon.

The movement of the kilometer giant walking on the road woke him up.

Qingyan Town is as dilapidated as ruins, but there is a huge mountain suspended in the distance, which is the rumored Wuwei Temple.

The blood moon begins again...

Ren Qing was pressed to the ground by the weight, unable to move, and quickly dissipated You Yuan.

Back to silence, welcome back to the ordinary world.

Calvin, I wrote for three hours, sorry

(end of this chapter)

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