Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 121 I Ren Qing, the strongest **** stirrer

   Fiction spells can also alienate the body.

  Theoretically speaking, the imaginary technique created by Ren Qing can be similar to what kind of steel bone, powerful, fire, and wind...

  Ren Qing thought of this, but couldn't help shaking his head.

   He suddenly realized that letting the wolfdog master complex spells is not very useful, and may even lead to difficulty in control.

   After all, no matter how alienated the imaginary technique, the wolf dog has no potential to be promoted to the ghost realm at most.

   So fictional spells only need to let them play the role of means of transportation.

  Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, and the Taoist robe on his body glowed slightly.

   He muttered to himself: "The gluttonous giant spirit art requires swallowing flesh and blood until the stomach bursts. If you don't die, you can cultivate the art, and your body will grow with the increase of food intake."

   Wuwei Dojo responded quickly, and a scroll of bamboo slips appeared in Ren Qing's hand.

   He flipped through it.

  The content recorded on the bamboo slips is indeed a fictional technique called gluttonous giant spirit art. Although the name is bluffing, the effect is relatively reluctant.

  Ren Qing couldn't help but be deeply interested.

   He did not rush the wolf dog to practice this technique, but tried to create a method of prolonging life.

   The result was naturally unexpected, the imaginary spells could only be aimed at the body simply, and it was impossible to create complex spells.

   completely eliminated his fluke.

   Even if the Wuwei Dojo is similar to Avici Hell, it should be formed by Yangshen realm magic, but there is always an upper limit.

  Ren Qing picked up the bamboo slip of the gluttonous giant spirit technique, and the alienated wolf and husky also followed suit, imitating his movements.

   "Blessing Immortals..."

   He looked at the wolf dog, the words should just fall, and the alienated wolf made an uneasy bark, and tried to struggle to escape.

   But the futon directly bound the alienated wolf in place.

  The alienated wolf's abdomen immediately began to swell, and it was obvious that the stomach was ruptured, and blood flowed from its nose and mouth.

   After a few breaths, they could not resist the alienation and disappear into the Wuwei Dojo.

  The body in the prison in the abdomen turned into minced meat and exploded, and was finally eaten clean by the strange nerve foot.

   The Husky may have a relatively large body, even if blood oozes from his nose and mouth, but he is still alive.

   Even if the stomach becomes more than quadrupled, there is still life left.

  Ren Qing hesitated for a moment when he saw this, and then blood condensed from the walls of the prison in his belly, and he gave it to the Husky.

   This is the blood of the gluttonous method, and it may have an effect.

  The husky secreted blood and flesh all over his body, wrapped himself into a flesh pupae, and then stayed in the prison without moving.

  Ren Qing exited Wuwei Dojo upon seeing this, and then returned to the inn to rest.

   Wang Er, dressed like a beggar, was already wandering the streets of Heshan Town.

   His appearance was a little off, even the jailer couldn't recognize it, and the yamen didn't find a few people at all.

  Wang Er attracted the attention of many people.

   The two gangsters in the corner looked at each other and followed up maliciously, but their expressions became dazed as they approached.

  Wang Er continued to wander.

  …………

  The preparations for offering sacrifices to the mountain gods soon came to the last day.

  Ren Qing has only paid attention to sacrifices occasionally these days, and his main focus is on using preaching to create chaos.

   Because his goal is to select gang members, the effect is even better than expected.

   This also made Wuweimen's influence in Heshan Town gradually surface, which was beyond Ren Qing's expectations.

   The first is some of the yamen in the yamen, and the second is the clan power among the mountain people. The two groups have been looking for Wang Er.

  Ren Qing saw this and put Wang Er in the belly of the prison.

   Immediately, he saw some clues from the arrangement of the sacrifice to the mountain god. Wuweimen seemed to have made a big move, and the reaction was more intense than expected.

  Ren Qing was not surprised by this, but the more mixed the water, the better.

   really can't be dealt with. Isn't there a jailer's hall? If it's a big deal, drink soup.

   And after a long period of practice, Ren Qing's lifespan has reached his early ten years.

   But he did not choose to be promoted. On the one hand, he had to keep some Shou Yuan for promotion to Dao Sheng Dao.

  The scale of offering sacrifices to the mountain gods is formed, and then Heshan will continue the 12-hour festival to pray for peace.

  Ren Qing walked out of the inn, and let Wang Er also mixed into the parade crowd.

   They soon came to the ridge, and the residents of Heshan Town began to spontaneously send food to the giant mountain statue.

  Most of the food is not grains, but the flesh and blood of wild beasts from hunting. The whole city exudes an inexplicable smell of meat.

   Food is neatly stacked on the altar.

   Several jailers stationed in Heshan Town were hidden in the surrounding mountains and forests.

  The gong was struck, and the sacrifice to the mountain **** officially began. The mountain people beat their chests and feet spontaneously, imitating the wind whistling in the mountains.

   With Ren Qing's observational power, even thousands of people can perceive something wrong inside.

   He used his peripheral vision to find a few people with dull faces, there seemed to be traces of magic on their bodies, and they were probably preachers similar to spider girls.

  Ren Qing suddenly couldn't figure it out, is Wuweimen planning to expose himself?

   It's impossible to think about it, facing a terrifying existence like the Jailer's Hall, even if the Immortal Lord is promoted to the underworld, it's not enough to see.

  Unless there is something that makes the opponent throw the rat…

  Ren Qing thought for a long time and shook his head.

   No matter what, the other party must be planning to do something.

Whether    can break the game is not important, disrupting the layout is the most important.

   Ren Qing's mind moved, and as Wang Er murmured, dozens of people were pulled into Wuwei Dojo in an instant.

   And the target he chose to preach, except for the gang members, were all wealthy businessmen.

   After their consciousness was projected in the Wuwei Dojo, they couldn't help roaring wildly, eager to dig their hearts out.

   Several mountain people threw Wang Er to the ground.

  Wang Er did not struggle too much, just looked at them with strange and inexplicable eyes, and the skin of his body gradually turned purple-black.

   That is the canine distemper toxin spreading, but it will kill people in a moment.

   "You...you know..."

"what?"

   The middle-aged man with scars subconsciously leaned over, only to hear Wang Er mumble a few words to himself, and then he died.

   A scream came from the front of the team.

   The rich businessman with a big belly and dressed in gold and silver suddenly knelt on the ground, his stomach grew uncontrollably.

   He couldn't help retching, and he spat out a heart the size of a fist.

   "You... this group of free food."

   The fat wealthy businessman's trembling right hand pointed at the old man on crutches in the crowd. He was dying just when he was about to say something.

   Residents scrambled to step back, and the scene was slightly out of control.

   But besides Ren Qing, there was a wealthy businessman who survived the side effects of the Pure Yang Immortality Method, and then gave birth to alienation under the influence of the fictional magic method.

   His body swelled to over three meters, just like the leader of a mountain bandit.

  Ren Qing frowned slightly. Under such circumstances, it was inevitable that the Jailer Hall would be alerted, and it was up to Wuweimen to deal with the suddenness.

   The jailer came to the scene of the sacrifice, and the leading woman let out a piercing cry, and the crowd suddenly became quiet.

  Ren Qing appeared in Wuwei Dojo at the same time when Wang Er died.

   The detached soul was wearing a gray robe, and it happened to be among those rich businessmen.

   There were no preachers in the Wuwei Dojo at this time. The futon in the center seemed to be prepared for the Immortal Lord.

   As long as the Immortal Lord has not yet become a Taoist official, he can overwhelm him as a Taoist official, and maybe he can use this to force the opponent out.

  Ren Qing looked at the female jailer, and the main body quietly came to the periphery of the crowd.

  Zeng Lin is one of the few ghostly cultivators in the jailer of Heshan Town.

   She looked extremely gloomy, and hurriedly asked a few reservists to check the corpse of the sudden death, trying to find out the situation.

  The old man on crutches stopped Zeng Lin and said with a smile, "Sir, we won't bother you with our mountain people's own affairs."

   "Elder Liu, I just want to confirm whether it has anything to do with the evil spirits."

   Zeng Lin glanced at each other.

  The clan concept of the people in the mountains is very strong, which makes them very united, and even the yamen cannot intervene in many things.

   This person's name is Liu Bao, who was elected by the mountain people ten years ago.

  Liu Bao shook his head and said, "After all, it happened during the sacrifice, in order to prevent the mountain **** from getting angry, it's impossible to go deep..."

   Before he could finish speaking, he felt the arms of the two supporting him tremble.

  Liu Bao subconsciously looked around, many people had a similar situation, and their faces showed deep fear.

  There is another figure in the Wuwei Dojo.

   The seven or eight faces on the neck of the Immortal Lord looked a little ugly, and he did not notice that Ren Qing was mixed with the seekers.

   Buddha dust waved.

   The alienated wealthy businessman from the outside world rushed to the altar frantically, and then jumped into the burning brazier.

  Under the heat of the heat, he seemed to have regained a little sanity and opened his mouth to say something, but he was swallowed by the flames in the end.

   Zeng Lin didn't notice any traces of the spell, but she still felt the chills stand upright.

   She turned and left the altar, intending to report the truth to the Jailer Hall.

   When encountering such a thing that is obviously related to the mountain people, it is easiest to directly hand it over to the Jailer's Hall, and there is no reason to go to confront it.

   Zeng Lin stopped.

   Suddenly someone was fried into minced meat, and the flesh and blood fell like raindrops.

  The people seemed to be unaware, and still knelt down and recited the congratulatory speech for peace. The scene was horrifying.

   Seeing this, she couldn't care less, she wanted to leave here with the reservists, but she noticed the changes in the surrounding environment in a trance.

   By the time Zeng Lin reacted, she had come to a strange dojo.

The    Immortal Lord sat in the center, his originally plain face was twisted together, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

   "Please take a seat!!!!"

   "Blessing the Way!!!!"

   Zeng Lin sat on the futon uncontrollably, listening to the crazy words from the fairy master, and she was shocked to the extreme.

   After her consciousness entered the Wuwei Dojo, her body was subtly influenced by the Immortal Lord, turning a blind eye to the chaos around her.

   Zeng Lin and Liu Bao headed towards Heshan Town, how could there be the previous sword-pulling prisoner Zhang.

  Ren Qing was stunned for a moment, and was immediately shocked by Wuweimen's boldness.

   He looked towards the mountainside and found that a figure was coming here, it should be a preacher controlled by the Immortal Lord.

   The Immortal Lord seems to realize something, and intends to kill the chickens and eggs for the preachers who are raising them, and wants to be promoted to Dao officials with the help of Dao Yun.

The    seekers were held hostage by the clan, but they did not resist much.

   The next chapter is going to be posted later, work is too late for codewords.

   (end of this chapter)