MTL - Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price-Chapter 585 The Years I Became a Black Goat (2 in 1)

  Chapter 585 Those years when I became a black goat (two in one)

  Ren Qing closed his eyes, sitting in the temporary cave opened by the underground river, surrounded by various auxiliary materials for cultivation.

  For example, the sandalwood that calms the heart and calms the mind is worth at least one or two thousand stone blood crystals; or the futon that freezes the blood, the magic weapon that Ren Qing personally refined, is priceless and has no market in the Jail Hall.

  Even a seemingly ordinary formation can isolate the alien atmosphere from the outside world, making the operation of the spell more smooth.

  Ren Qing is in charge of the entire Jail Hall, and the resources he possesses are naturally far beyond imagination.

  Even though he mainly relies on information flow to improve his skills, he still doesn’t skimp on the consumption of resources in his daily practice. Anyway, the world in the stomach is on the right track, and the output continues to flow.

  After running the Great Zhou of the five spells, Ren Qing glanced at the crack in the heavenly path on the surface of the tortoise shell, and unknowingly, most of it has recovered.

  He was not in a hurry to break through the bottleneck. After all, the rift in the Dao of Heaven represented the carrying capacity of the Dao of Heaven, and once it exceeded five achievements, it might get out of control.

  Since Ren Qing is going to the Buddhist world, for the sake of stability, it is better to control the gap in the heavenly way to less than 30%, even if you face the three ancestors directly.

  During his retreat, the situation in this side of the world stagnated, and almost few forces showed their faces outside, which made the life of casual cultivators much easier.

  The rumor of the two devious and muddy immortals has spread.

  Most monks are aware of the existence of Zhuoxian, and even they have come into contact with it more than once, but they are very unfamiliar with Weixian.

   It never occurred to me that becoming a fairy is not a dead end.

  They secretly tried to verify the two immortals, and the clues they got were shocking. It seemed that the greatest enemy of the immortals came from heaven.

  The general trend of Fengxian is still fermenting, but no matter what the various forces do, the turmoil in this world is inevitable.

  No one knows what will happen to Dingguang Buddha after he transforms in the animal pen?

  Because of the pressure brought by the Supreme Demon, black goat robes have gradually become a sought-after commodity, and hunting black goats is no longer rare.

  Although one's soul will be corroded by the remaining demonic breath when wearing the cassock, it is better than being defenseless against the supreme demon.

  Ren Qing knew that if he wanted the old immortal from the Heavenly Paradise Realm to stand up, he was still short of a fire, which would burn out the raging fire of this world.

  He is different from the nameless Luozi, but his desire to become a fairy is the same.

  The two of them are driving the progress of the world, and the general trend is unstoppable like a rolling wheel. Even if the sky and the world want to stop it, they will stop it with their arms.

  Ren Qing looked at Jingzhou, closed his eyes and continued to wait.

  He is in a state of practice, and the passage of time is silent.

  After more than half a year, the advancement of the Battle of Immortals seems to be fruitless, but it seems that something has changed invisibly?

  No new fairy thrones have been revealed, and the fairy thrones that have already appeared are being watched by various forces, but the existence of the fairy thrones themselves cannot be found.

  Ren Qing took a deep breath, as the transformation of Dingguang Buddha is slowly coming to an end, there will always be some monks who will fall into madness.

   "One person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."

   "Hundreds of people get the Tao, chickens and dogs don't stay."

  He took out a stack of papers and digested the information reported by the Jail Hall recently.

   Noticed that Li Tiangang has invested more than 30,000 ghost monks in the animal pen, just to assist various forces in hunting black goats.

  Dingguang Buddha and the Supreme Demon didn't care about the many monks running rampant in the animal pen.

  Of course, perhaps in their eyes, cultivators in the Heavenly Paradise Realm are nothing more than ants, and black goats are consumables that can be discarded at will.

  Li Tiangang also sells the fur of black goats through different black markets, allowing all forces to focus on the Buddhist world.

   There are not many corpses collected, mainly because they cannot be taken away from the Buddhist world.

  The Jail Hall stores the corpses in caves excavated underground, and the transportation depends on Taoist disciples. The shadow of the shadowless ghost can shuttle through the cracks in the soil and rocks.

  The situation in the animal pen did not exceed Ren Qing's expectations, and the news about the jailer's hall was a surprise.

"good…"

  Ren Qing saw the note that Dameng Daoist and Song Zong had no message, couldn't help but smile, and then let Tiandao of the world in his stomach keep an eye on the state of the two of them.

  Dameng Daoist's foundation is extremely strong, and he majors in self-created spells. The dream butterfly technique is very suitable for his alienated and out-of-control spirit.

   Few of the resources in the Jail Hall can reach the level of an Earth Immortal, but there are sufficient stocks of materials in the Heavenly Paradise Realm, which is also a rare help for the Yang God Realm.

   Dameng Daoist has the right time, place and people, and the progress of magic is naturally rapid.

  Although he has not yet reached the bottleneck of consummation in the Yangshen Realm, he has already begun preparations for promotion to the Heavenly Paradise Realm, and officially began to retreat.

  Ren Qing did not hesitate at all, and raised Dameng Daoist's Human Immortal rank to Earth Immortal rank.

  If Dameng Daoist succeeds in being promoted to the Heavenly Paradise Realm, the position of Earth Immortal is a matter of course. If the body dies and the Dao disappears, at least he can be reincarnated.

  Song Zong Wuze had just completed the breakthrough of ascending the immortal ladder, because there are only two primary and secondary spells, and there is no conflict in the content of the spells, the difficulty of comprehending the ascending immortal is actually not too high.

  He was facing Yuanshi Tianzun, and it was a matter of course that he was promoted to ascend the fairy ladder.

  Ren Qing originally thought that Song Zong had no comprehension of the method of ascending to the immortal realm, and planned to help him develop a method of ascending to the fairyland in the heavenly realm, but he did not expect the latter to create the method of ascending to the immortal realm in the heavenly realm.

  【Half-thought Demon】

  【Created by Song Zongwu. To practice, you need to have the appearance of a six-armed and six-eyed Shura, and you must be burned by the fire of karma for three years without falling before you can cultivate. 】

  【The upper limit of the half-thought demon can be cultivated to the sky, and it can take into account other spells. 】

  Ren Qing saw the harsh entry requirements of Bannian Mo and knew that there was nothing in the world except Song Zong, and only he could master it.

  No monk can bear the pain of karmic fire, let alone keep rational for three years, at most a few days will have to completely die.

  Ren Qing secretly asked Song Zongwu.

  Noticing that the half-thought demon is different from other methods of ascension to immortality, it can break through the small realm of the heavenly delusion by absorbing karma.

  The upper limit of the half-thought demon is not the "Fasheng Dao", but the completion of the Heavenly Paradox Realm.

  Ren Qing guessed that it was related to the karmic fire contaminated by Song Zong Wushen's soul. The karmic fire replaced the fruit position, and produced a subtle symbiosis with it, which was an unrepeatable coincidence.

   Waiting for Song Zong to master the half-thought demon, he should be able to break through to Wushengxian.

  Ren Qing also bestowed Song Zong with the post of Wudi Immortal, which increased their chances of promotion.

  When the Jail Hall has self-cultivated monks in the Heavenly Paradise Realm, a virtuous circle can be formed, stimulating more Yang God Realm to seek breakthroughs.

  Maybe influenced by Song Zongwu's retreat, the rest of the Yang God Realm in the Jail Hall all chose to retreat.

   Not necessarily wanting to break through the Paradoxical Realm, but at least not too far behind.

  Ren Qing also tried not to assign tasks to them.

  The next hundred years should be a blowout period for the high-level monks in the Jail Hall. I don’t know how many monks will reach Yangshen and Tiangui.

  Not long after Ren Qing put down the paper in hand, he suddenly realized something.

  The originally turbulent underground river suddenly became calm as water, like a calm lake, reflecting the stalactites on the top of the cave.

  Ren Qing got up unhurriedly, turned into a real dragon and jumped into the water.

   After a while, he came to the end of the tributary of the underground river. The rock wall was already covered with cracks, filled with the unique salty smell of the ocean.

"finally come."

  Ren Qing caressed the cracks on the surface of the rock wall, and his palms were already stained with sea water.

  KaKaKaKa…

  Finger-thin seawater poured into the underground river, mixed with a large number of sea fish, and a terrifying breath emanated from the inside of the rock wall.

  The cracks became more and more dense, and with a crisp sound, the thousands of meters of rock wall shattered, and the matchmaker's head was inside.

boom! !

  Kunpeng pulled the rope quickly. It and other dragons lost a lot of weight. It can be seen that pulling the body of the real fairy is still very difficult.

  The monks in the Jail Hall responsible for transporting the matchmaker were all beaming with joy.

  The years of high-intensity labor have made them miserable, especially when they have to face real immortals, which has greatly tempered their spirits.

   "Immortal Elder, fortunately I did not disgrace my life."

  Heishui Taoist clasped his fists, Daoist Gu was standing half a meter away from him, he seemed to be very familiar with the human and insect forces.

  Ren Qing nodded in satisfaction, letting the ghost open the door to the world in Dao's stomach.

   "Thanks for your hard work, you all can return to the world in the stomach. All monks can go to the Dream Pavilion, and they will be paid for half a year."

   "Thank you Immortal!"

   "Get Rich!"

   "The demon has attained the Tao! The demon has attained the Tao!"

  …

  If the monks were not hindered by the matchmaker, they might not be able to help exuding the breath of magic, and everyone was filled with uncontrollable joy.

  Ren Qingyu glanced at Gu Daoist, with a strange look in his eyes.

  You are so courageous.

   Gu Daoist is still a ghost envoy, but he has changed three times without a sound, and all the credit goes to the natal Gu insect "crab man" on his back.

  Crabman is a semi-parasitic Gu insect that can absorb nutrients from the host to grow.

  True Gu actually took advantage of the opportunity of contacting the matchmaker, and let the crabman parasitize the real fairy for a short time, so that the Gu worm had reached the perfection of the ghost realm, and promoted his own cultivation in a disguised form.

   Master Gu saw that Ren Qing was easy to talk, so he asked, "Immortal, what is the level of this giant fish?"

  Ren Qing didn't expose Gu Daoist's small thoughts, and said bluntly: "True Immortal."

  All the monks were stunned, a terrifying chill swept through their minds, they trembled uncontrollably, and hurriedly fled into the world in their stomachs.

  They never thought that the person who accompanied them day and night turned out to be a true immortal.

   Isn't he always on the verge of death, and if he is not careful, his soul will fly away.

  Only Daoist Gu showed a strange expression, it was not greed, but a kind of luck, his right hand subconsciously touched the storage bag in his arms.

  Ren Qing immediately understood that Gu Daoist had the opportunity not only to be parasitized by Gu insects, but also to obtain the skin flakes from the matchmaker.

  He didn't bother to delve into it. If the matchmaker had any instinctive activities, he would be able to detect it immediately through the toe separation technique and respond accordingly.

  Ren Qing waited until all the monks in the prison hall had evacuated, then **** the matchmaker with ghost shadows, and returned to the cave where he was temporarily closed.

  At present, his position is relatively safe. Since Dingguang Buddha no longer sits in the Buddhist world, the expansion of darkness has completely stopped.

  After Ren Qing settles the matchmaker, he can go to find the whereabouts of the three immortals.

  Where the matchmaker passed by, there was a layer of fish carcasses floating on the surface of the water, and the fish with a little bit of intelligence rushed to swim to the distance.

  Ren Qing frowned slightly, looked at the school of fish, and noticed that the route was the same.

   Is there something hidden in the underground river?

  He shook his head, the disease has covered most of the river, and there are a large number of bacteria living on the rock wall, even the vegetation contains dragon blood, and the fish are gradually transforming into scale carp.

   If there is a need to hide, Ren Qing can't be unaware of it all the time.

  However, when he transported the matchmaker outside the cave, he still spent a little more time protecting it, and even the deceitful realm could not be easily broken through.

  Even if there is an accident, Ren Qing's method can handle it remotely.

  He checked carefully several times, and after realizing that there was nothing missing in the cave, he cast the demon to seize the house, and his body and soul disappeared in the dark cave.

  Not long after Ren Qing left, the fish in the underground river flowed back to the cave, swimming around the matchmaker.

   But when they get close to 100 meters, they will be killed by the formation set up by Ren Qing.

  Ren Qing had come to the Buddhist world at this time, his body was buried in the soil, and an imperceptible coldness flashed in his eyes.

   "There is really something hidden. Could it be that Huang Ling is hiding deep in the river?"

  Ren Qing didn't startle the snake, a jade bottle in the formation protecting the matchmaker cracked, and crystal clear dragon blood dripped into the water.

  The dragon's blood content in Yuyu's body increased sharply, and the scales became denser immediately, and ferocious fangs grew out of its mouth.

   A lot of dragon beasts were born, and they were mixed with the fish and watched eagerly.

  Even if Huang Ling is hiding somewhere in the underground river, she should be in a state of dying, otherwise her breath will definitely be noticed.

  Ren Qing is still very interested in these spell creators.

  It's a pity that the mountain gods bred with their fake souls and memories are progressing very mediocrely, and I don't know why.

  Ren Qing peeled off the soil covering his body and officially came to the Buddhist world.

   What greeted the eyes was the darkness that could not be reached, mixed with the extremely strong aura of heavenly demon, and a small amount of Dingguang Buddha's aura.

  Ren Qing has never encountered such a strange and inexplicable environment.

  Ren Qing let out a bit of discomfort, obviously the darkness has no volume, but the touch of the skin told him, as if he was in an ocean made of accumulated hair.

  Buddhist aura and heavenly demon aura are in a sense all pervasive heterogeneous auras.

  Ren Qing felt that the hairs were trying to get into the flesh. If he was really going to be succeeded by the strange breath, his fate might be similar to that of Feng Kongren, with black hair wrapped around his body.

   What surprised him was that there was someone in the secondary technique of Yan Zumai.

  Ren Qing's skin has been tempered for hundreds of years, and it has a little resistance to the breath of heavenly demons, but it seems that it is defenseless in the Buddhist world.

  This is still the outskirts of the Buddhist world. Jingzhou is located in the deepest part, and the aura of heavenly demons there may be unimaginably strong.

   da da da da...

  The dense footsteps from far to near, it is obvious that Ren Qing's movement has attracted monsters in the darkness, the number of which is at least over ten thousand.

  But he is maintaining the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, and his sense of existence should be diluted to the extreme.

"Oh shit…"

   As expected of an existence above the Earth Immortal, even if Dingguang Buddha is not in the Buddhist world, Ren Qing's skills are greatly reduced.

  Ren Qing didn't flinch because of this, at least his hexagrams showed "bad luck brings good luck".

   The monsters are coming crazily, but Ren Qing can't see the appearance of the monsters with the naked eye, just like a demon, colorless and formless.

   The Jailer's monks have a single method of dealing with monsters.

   Only some monks can be separated to delay the monster's attack, and light the bonfire before the situation completely gets out of control, so they are not sure about the enemy.

  Ren Qing waved his right arm, and the ghost formed a big net and fell towards the monster.

  It's a pity that the shadow seems to be difficult to capture the monster's figure, and the latter directly passes through the ghost shadow and continues to swarm towards Ren Qing.

  Ren Qing does not believe in evil, and flexibly evades, while using various methods to deal with monsters.

   Ghosting, useless.

   Magic weapon, useless.

   Thunder, useless.

  ...

  As Ren Qing got angry, countless monsters gathered, and they piled on top of each other, like waves of the sea.

   "Is it only possible to avoid the edge?"

  Ren Qing became a little annoyed, and directly used the law and the sky to the extreme.

  He turned into the form of an ancestral dragon, and under the influence of Fa Tianxiang and Earth, dozens of heads with different appearances grew out, and the number of hands and feet also surged to thousands.

  Ren Qing projected all the jailors in the world in his stomach onto himself, and the ancestral dragon suddenly turned into a thousand-legged multi-headed centipede dragon.

  Although it is extremely deformed, it can control thousands of spells at the same time.

  Dozens of heads spit out breaths of mixed elements, wind blades, flames, corrosion, frost, ash, explosions...

   The monster was submerged by the spell, and a deep pit of hundreds of meters appeared on the ground.

   But even so, it still couldn't cause substantial damage. On the contrary, a huge monster was attracted from the south of the Buddhist world.

  Ren Qing raised his brows. The person who came was similar to a dark monster, but its size was nearly a thousand meters high, and its strength was comparable to that of the late stage of the Heavenly Paradise.

  He quickly realized that the endless forest was already in ruins.

  It seems that the breath of the heavenly demon revived the corpse of the Heavenly Paradise Realm.

  Ren Qing didn't have the time to test whether the flames burning from the dead body could drive away the monsters in the Heavenly Paradise Realm, so he used the Heavenly Demon to seize the house again.

  He chose to descend near the periphery of the Buddhist world in the north.

  Ren Qing was careful this time, he drilled out of the soil only after the shadow had faded, and then immediately lit the corpse torch, burning a gray-white flame.

  He hesitated for a while, but still cut off the nerve connecting the eyes.

  Ren Qing can see that as long as it is within the scope of the Buddhist world, even the heavenly delusion realm must follow the rules of Dingguang Buddha.

  He obediently took out a black goat vestment.

  However, Ren Qing did not rush to put it on, but chose to impose restrictions on the vestment, so as to avoid the accident that the vestment would absorb too much heavenly demon breath and suddenly come back to life.

  First spread the deformed species all over the inside and outside of the black goat cassock, and then use dragon blood to make the cassock stained with the characteristics of dragons, followed by the ghosts and immortals born from heaven and earth.

  The yin energy of Shifengdu conflicts with the breath of the demon, but the demon has no similar means.

  Ren Qing could feel that the black goat cassock was twitching by the campfire, as if he was a fanatic worshiping an evil god.

  The horns of the black goat cassock turned into long, narrow and branched dragon horns. The deformed disease made the cassock more plastic, and the smooth integration of the ghost and immortality revealed the aura of dust.

  The black goat cassock is said to be a magic weapon, but it is actually more like a unique creature.

  Ren Qing put the cassock into the world in his stomach, and examined it in detail.

  The mass-produced black goat cassock is in the style of priestly robes, but the surface is covered with hair. In fact, it is difficult to connect with the black goat.

  But Ren Qing's cassock is completely different after triple distortion.

  If it weren't for an inconspicuous crack in the belly of the cassock, the whole would be a black goat with dragon horns on it, making it difficult to tell the real from the fake.

   Fortunately, Ren Qing has complete control over the black goat cassock, otherwise how could he wear such a strange and inexplicable cassock.

   To be precise, it should be called the black goat skin.

  Ren Qing took out a piece of corpse and threw it into the bonfire, then looked at the skin.

  When the black goatskin was in the Buddhist world, he obviously restrained a lot, limp and motionless, and devouring the breath of the demon also deliberately slowed down.

  With the post of immortality, skin-like intelligence will not be born, but the instinct is already very intelligent.

  Ren Qing propped open the crack in the skin, and then got into it with his whole body.

  The black goat skin sac perfectly fit his skin, and countless tentacles connected Ren Qing's flesh and blood, allowing the senses to be shared with each other.

  Ren Qing moved his hands and feet around the campfire, but found that it had no effect.

  Spells can also be cast freely, and when released, they will also be blessed with the breath of the demon, except that the body shape cannot change drastically.

  The black goat skin is not part of Ren Qing's body after all. If it only soars to about ten meters, it's okay to say, if it is thousands of meters like Zulong, the skin will be burst immediately.

  Ren Qing is wearing a skin bag, and the exposed aura is no more than martial arts. It can be seen that the black goat skin is actually relatively fragile before it grows up.

  He intends to cultivate the black goat skin to the heavenly realm, so that he can travel freely in the Buddhist world.

  But there is a disadvantage. When the black goat skin absorbs the breath of heavenly demons, it will inevitably incorporate Dingguang Buddha into the body.

  If things go on like this, the skin will definitely be eroded by the Buddha's energy.

  Ren Qing simply used two dream flowers to replace the eyes of the skin bag. The left eye was responsible for absorbing the excess heavenly demon breath to assist the skin bag to digest, and the right eye was responsible for absorbing the mixed Dingguang Buddha energy.

  The image of the black goat became even weirder. Apart from the dragon horn, there was also a pair of pupils.

  By coincidence, the bonfire was completely burnt out, leaving a handful of ashes on the spot, and as the gusts of wind blew, the ashes scattered.

   The surroundings fell into dead silence.

  Ren Qing's figure is not obvious in the dark, and the eyes transformed by Menghua can also ensure that he can barely see at night.

  He looked around and found that there was indeed a monster who noticed that the campfire went out.

  Footsteps sounded one after another, and a large number of monsters surrounded them. Only then did Ren Qing see the appearance of the monsters clearly.

   The monster is almost exactly the same as the black goat, only the traces before alienation remain.

  When there is no sound stimulation, they behave strangely, as if they are repeating meaningless actions.

  Ren Qing can tell from their physical characteristics that they should be transformed from heavenly insects, and there are probably millions of them in the Buddhist world.

   "Could it be that the insect nests have all fallen in the Buddhist world?"

  Ren Qing immediately denied his guess. At the beginning of the Buddhist world, there were not many black goats, and their strength could not threaten the mistress.

   Mistress only needs to drill deep into the ground, and she will be able to fully recuperate.

   Groups of black goats passed by, and they all ignored Ren Qing. It should be that the skin of the black goats was too realistic.

  The ordinary black goat cassock can at most help monks resist the aura of demons.

  Ren Qing looked at the black goat for a moment, then walked towards Jingzhou, planning to see the location where the Rabbit Immortal Pounding Medicine disappeared.

   While digesting the breath of the heavenly demon, the skin bag gradually gave birth to signs of transformation.

   It's just that Ren Qing noticed that there is a bottleneck between the warrior realm and the half-corpse realm, and it is not so simple for the skin to be promoted.

   It may be the rules of the Buddhist world at work.

  (end of this chapter)