Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price Chapter 477

  Chapter 477 Where are you when you wake up

  The wind is blowing, and when you look up, you will see endless darkness. The vegetation is covered with fluffy dust, as if it has been burned by a fire.

  Through the thick dark clouds, you can barely see the dim sun suspended in mid-air, indicating that it is not late at night.

   Kaka Kaka…

  The sudden sound came, which seemed extremely abrupt in the dead environment.

  After the clouds were blown away a little, the dark sun was finally exposed, causing the silvery white sunlight to shine on the ground.

  A carriage full of goods drove towards the depths of the darkness from far to near.

  But it is different from ordinary wooden carriages. The coming carriage is made entirely of flesh and blood, and uses human skin as a curtain.

   It is more appropriate to call it "blood car".

  The whole body of the blood car is covered with muscle lines, and as the wheels of the blood and flesh stone mill roll, you can see the muscles are constantly tensing and relaxing.

   There are also black hairs on the surface of the curtain, and the hairs slowly float up after the breeze.

   There was another gust of wind in the mountains, and the curtain exposed the "goods" in the blood cart, but it was filled with countless fragments of residual limbs, and the oozing blood was absorbed by the blood cart.

  The blood cart was not empty, there was a driver sitting cross-legged on the ground just outside the curtain.

  From the appearance of the coachman, the age cannot be seen, because there is no human skin on his body.

  He just sat naked and **** on the **** cart, looking at the reins that were not pulling the horses in a daze, pointing the direction from time to time.

  Such a weird scene doesn't seem to be in the human world, it seems to be in a boundless hell.

  The black-haired flies landed on the coachman's shoulders, and the latter began to tirelessly drive away the carrion bugs, muttering impatiently to himself.

   It can be seen that although the coachman has a strange body, he obviously has no cultivation base.

  The coachman murmured angrily, his words were blunt and vague, but he couldn't help the flies at all, so he could only let out a long sigh.

  With an irritable expression, he immediately took out a bong from the blood car.

  The bong should be made of white bones, the surface has been removed very clean, and strange patterns have been carved, and the ends have been ground and drilled.

  The coachman flicked the dust off the bong, sprinkled some yellow-brown powder on the end, and then took a few breaths of hot air into the hollow of the bong.

  ZiZiZiZi...

   There was a tooth-piercing voice, and a few sparks burst out of the hollow.

   Seeing this, the coachman hurriedly filled it with some unknown hay, and gradually the white smoke drifted away, and the flies were so smoked that they rushed away.

  He brought the bong to his mouth, and smoked one after another.

  The smoke fell into the lungs, and the warmth spread from the internal organs to the whole body, with a slight tingling pain, which made him feel refreshed.

  It was not until the sparks of the bong were extinguished that the coachman reluctantly put away the bong.

   As a result, the flies came to destroy people again, flying around his skinned body, trying to lay their eggs in the flesh and blood like a hotbed.

  The coachman cursed, got up and looked at the road conditions, the destination was far away.

  He placed his palm on the blood cart, and after a muffled grunt, blood vessels and meridians protruded from his body, and then connected to the blood cart.

  The driver's flesh and blood flowed like a liquid, and was immediately absorbed by the blood cart, causing the wheel to swell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  The blood car gradually accelerated, walking on the muddy mountain road like walking on flat ground.

  Just passing through the haggard forest, a thousand-meter-high wall came into view. The overall color of the wall was dark red, but because the distance was too far, it was impossible to see the details.

   A moment later, the blood car stopped a hundred meters away from the wall.

  Only at a close distance can one feel the oppression brought by the behemoth. Compared with the blood car and the wall, the former is as small as an ant.

  The wall is also made of flesh and blood, but it is covered with thick black hair, and faces can be vaguely found on the surface from time to time.

  The coachman parked the blood cart in place, and then withdrew his arm.

  His flesh and blood absorbed by the wheels returned to his body, but his body was obviously thinner than before, and his expression became tired.

  The coachman couldn't help but shook his head, and then dumped out the remains of the **** car, and there were a few corpses mixed in it.

   After he finished all this, he drove the blood car away from the wall in a hurry.

  However, the coachman seemed to be consciously sprinkled white powder along the road, and would turn back from time to time to confirm that the powder was continuous.

  The blood cart disappeared immediately, and the black hair on the wall surface squirmed again, accompanied by bulges, and slowly grew towards the pile of corpses.

  The wind howled, like a lonely ghost crying.

   Just when the bulge was about to touch the pile of corpses, there was a muffled sound not far away.

  The protrusion seemed to be a frightened bird, and hurriedly retracted to the wall, and the black hair also returned to calm, only the buzzing of flies could be heard.

  An arm emerged from the soil. Not only was the arm covered with human skin, but its skin color was obviously a healthy wheat color.

   followed by another arm, and then even the head came out.

   After breaking free from the shackles of the soil, Ren Qing asked the ghost to remove the contaminated soil, and then looked around.

   "What the **** place?"

  His expression was a little shocked. After all, the wall in front of him gave him such a strong impact that he stood still for a while.

  Ren Qing's nostrils could smell the unique smell of black goats.

  The heavenly demon breath contained in the air is trying to corrode Ren Qing everywhere, but even the outermost layer of flesh cannot be broken.

   Seeing this situation, Ren Qing calmed down. He first used the method of eliminating disasters to erase his sense of existence, and then found a Taoist robe to put on.

  His forehead squirmed, and five eyeball-shaped dream flowers grew out. While resisting the breath of the demon, he constantly used it to feed himself back.

  Ren Qing didn't expect that the pseudo-longhua broken arm came to the animal pen by accident, but it didn't seem to be in the hinterland.

  According to the records of Wuwei Taoist Temple, the beast pen is occupied by the supreme demon.

  Tian Daozi should have visited the animal pen with Chen Changsheng, and also obtained the animal pen method, which set off the beginning of the destruction of Wuwei Taoist Temple.

  Ren Qing didn't panic at all.

  He knows a lot about the Supreme Demon. Although the strength of the Black Goat may be higher than that of the Earth Immortal, his thoughts are very confused.

  The Supreme Heavenly Demon is completely composed of countless monks fused with each other. As long as it exists, its strength will continue to grow.

   It's a bit like the "cluster consciousness" in the previous life.

  Most of the actions of the Supreme Demon have a strong purpose, including meddling in Jingzhou, which is mainly to expand its power.

   But it just shows that even if Ren Qing encounters the Supreme Demon, as long as he is careful enough, it is difficult to be involved.

  After all, I can't even make the supreme demon interested.

   But having said that, the animal fence is located in the northeast of Jingzhou, avoiding the battlefield of the Three Immortals, and it is indeed possible to take a shortcut and return to Xiangxiang.

  After retreating several hundred meters, Ren Qing immediately checked the condition of his body.

  After the pseudo-longhua broke his arm and strayed into the animal pen, even if the surrounding heavenly demon breath was relatively thin, he was afraid of being accidentally eroded by the breath.

  But to Ren Qing's surprise, there is no remnant of the heavenly demon breath in his body.

  However, the instinct of a pseudo-dragon with a broken arm is to avoid disasters. If he really encounters an invincible danger, he may have fled in the opposite direction a long time ago.

  Ren Qing took some considerations when separating the broken arm, and deliberately increased the resistance of the pseudo-dragon broken arm to the alien breath. It seems that the effect is really good.

  Pseudo-dragon Hua Broken Arm chose this place because of the extraordinary calmness of the animal pen.

  He exercised his muscles and bones, and called out the information flow to check each spell one by one, and he couldn't help but secretly lamented the wonder of the dead without life.

  Ren Qing's body and soul, including the strange objects, are in the most prosperous state, no difference from before suicide, as if it was just a big dream.

  Even Human Skin Book adapts to the external environment exactly.

  His lifespan is still in the early four thousand years, and he can be promoted to the immortal ladder in a few months, trying to obtain the "immortality" ascending immortal method.

   It is no wonder that it takes more than ten years to reshape the body, and the effect is there.

  Of course, the dead are not without weaknesses. After all, they need to be resurrected with the help of the remains of the body, and the role of supernatural powers is immediately reduced.

  If Ren Qing didn't bestow the dragon song in the box to activate all things, then he could only place the broken arm somewhere, and the variables would be too great.

  If you really want to encounter the existence of the level of immortal Buddha, it is not difficult to trace Ren Qing's wreckage.

  Dragon Yin in the box can at least ensure that the number of broken arms will never be small, and it will move when encountering danger, which is undoubtedly much safer.

BAA Baa baa…

  At this time, the cry of a goat came from the wall, and Ren Qing couldn't help but look back.

  After the wall failed to detect the breath of a stranger, another protrusion appeared, and it was just about to move towards the stump.

  Ren Qing carefully observed the shape of the protrusion, and found that he had the upper body of a black goat, while the lower body was trapped in the wall, struggling desperately.

  【Demon Nest】

  【It is formed by the condensing of the supreme demon, the surface layer of the endometrium, and the inner layer is filled with a large amount of flesh and bones, so as to give birth to creatures. 】

   Driven by the strong desire to eat, the half-length sheep gradually separated from the demon's nest, and the sheep screamed one after another.

   Under Ren Qing's watchful eyes, humanoid creatures with the appearance of black goats were born, and then they ate on the stumps and pieces of meat.

  Ren Qing picked up the flesh as if no one was around, and found that it seemed to be mixed with potion, which could negatively affect the spirituality of the eater.

  After he noticed the traces on the ground, he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

  How does it feel that there are signs of civilization in the animal pen, and it seems that a set of special rules has been developed here.

  The black goat quickly finished eating the flesh and blood, and it really became a little muddled.

  They followed the powder left by the blood car and walked along the mountain road to the distance.

  Ren Qing showed interest. The moment his body recovered, the time flow of the world in his stomach had been restored, and his lifespan was gradually approaching five thousand years.

  For more than ten years, the forbidden corpse has already recovered, but the deformed organs are still a little sluggish, requiring long-term nourishment and maintenance.

  The only pity is that when Ren Qing checked the world in the mirror, the real body of the Laughing Lion Arhat disappeared. It should be an accident caused by the substitute.

   But if you can't chew too much, the three heavenly deceptions are enough for the Jail Hall to digest.

  Ren Qing has now returned to the peak of his strength, so he naturally intends to hit the ladder as soon as possible, so he must confirm the surrounding situation as soon as possible.

   It is a good choice to start with the civilization of the animal pen.

   There is one more chapter, wait a minute

  (end of this chapter)

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