MTL - Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price-Chapter 582 Everything can be peeled (2 in 1)

  Chapter 582 Everything Can Be Skinned (Two in One)

  In the silent darkness, everything loses its meaning, time stagnates, and the invisible fear is the most debilitating.

  Ordinary animals and plants have long been extinct, and only monks who have mastered spells can survive.

  More than thirty Taoist disciples gathered in front of the bonfire. The light of the silver-gray flame could barely cover a range of two meters.

  They seemed to be in the deep sea, and the frozen air was filled with unspeakable coldness.

  The occasional movement in the dark will make the Taoist disciples feel as if they are facing a formidable enemy, which shows that their spirits are always tense.

  Han Li sat at the head of the campfire, and their shadows formed one another, covering the area illuminated by the campfire.

   What is deeply strange is that all the Taoist disciples covered their eyes with black cloths, for fear of seeing the light of the bonfire.

  Many monks were seriously injured, and their robes had already been soaked with blood.

   "Ahem, cough, Shaoshang, where is our exact location now?"

  As soon as Han Li's voice fell, ghosts surged around, and a large number of blood-red eyes appeared. Just judging by the number, there are at least tens of thousands of them.

  The monster roared silently, staring at them with malicious eyes, and the burning flames surged, it should be on guard against danger.

  If it weren't for the light of the bonfire, the monster might have already pounced on it.

   Shaoshang swallowed his saliva. The technique he mastered can tell the advance and retreat by divination. Although it is not very useful in the Buddhist world, he can barely perceive the general direction of the body.

   "Brother Han Li."

   "Go another two thousand miles to the northwest, and you will be able to leave the range of Ci Shi, but I don't know if the darkness will continue to expand..."

  He didn't continue to say more, his expression was full of fear.

  Because as soon as he opened his mouth, the monsters would all stare at him, as if there were countless ants gnawing at his bone marrow.

  Shaoshang is about to go crazy, and he can stay awake completely relying on the campfire, and the insomnia disease all over his body, which makes his spirit not bad.

   Someone seemed to be blowing in his ear, but he knew he couldn't open his eyes.

  The flame ignited by the corpse can indeed disperse the monsters in the dark, but it can cause the surrounding creatures to have indescribable illusions.

  Shaoshang doesn't know the content of the phantom. Every time he wakes up, his memory will be fragmented, but his companion's madness is still vivid in his mind.

  The monk will continue to murmur the name of "Dingguang Buddha" until the bonfire is extinguished, and will not get out of the irrational state.

  If things go on like this, the soul will inevitably undergo irreversible alienation.

  Relying on Ren Qing's fungus soul, Han Li wandered around the Buddhist world for more than ten days, one after another finding the monks of the Jail Hall who were trapped in various places.

  It's a pity that a small number of monks have gone completely insane. Even Ren Qing's toe separation technique can hardly suppress the alienation.

   It was still Ren Qing who discovered the law of the Buddhist world. The flames burning from corpses cannot be recognized with the naked eye, otherwise they will be affected by Dingguang Buddha.

  In the Buddhist world, Dingguang Buddha is even more difficult to deal with than the Supreme Demon.

  All the monks were silent, the fire was crackling, and the fragrance of fat permeated the air.

  When the flames subsided slightly, Han Li immediately got up and walked towards the campfire, and took out a broken corpse from the storage bag in his arms.

  He dismantled the corpse, flesh and blood mixed with bones, and threw it into the flames.

   As soon as the corpse came into contact with the flame, it burned almost immediately. The flame became vigorous, and panicked footsteps came out from the group of monsters.

  Han Li could clearly feel that the temperature had risen to a level that mortals could bear, and the whispers in his ears became lighter, at least no longer disturbing others.

   "Han Li, leave the Buddhist world as soon as possible, this place is beyond your reach."

  Ren Qing woke up through the fungus soul of Han Li Niwan Palace, Han Lifei's expression became cloudy, and finally shook his head helplessly.

   After communicating with Ren Qing for a long time, Han Li finally decided to give up breathing and continue to search for enough corpses in the darkness.

  He said: "According to what Senior Ren said, with our current corpse salary, it is only enough to support the five breaths of the doorway of the world in the stomach."

  Han Li looked around, and his eyes fell on the faces of more than thirty people.

   "Someone must stay in the Buddhist world, but the corresponding blood crystals will naturally increase, and there is senior Ren Qing's soul to guide at any time, so don't worry too much."

  The monks' breathing became short of breath. Even with the reward of blood crystals, no one is willing to stay in the dangerous Buddhist world.

   Besides, this ghost place is still expanding.

  In case Guangfo suddenly wanted to kill, he might not even have time to react.

  They can clearly sense that the monsters in the darkness are becoming stronger. From the half-corpse state at the beginning, it is now difficult to deal with even the yin state.

  According to the degree of horror of Dingguang Buddha, the upper limit of monsters is likely to be in the heavenly realm, or even creepy earth immortals.

  An old Taoist with demon veins became incoherent. He got up and walked towards Han Li, cursing uncontrollably.

   "Impossible. Seventy-three people were sent away when the door was opened a few days ago. How can it be impossible to take half of them now?"

   "Han Li, do you want me to die in the Buddhist realm?"

"is not it?!"

  All the monks had objections, but due to Ren Qing's deterrence, they did not dare to make a sound, and some people had already collapsed into hysteria.

   The group of monsters became restless, and the sound of footsteps became more dense.

  Han Li remained calm, and replied: "The darkness is getting thicker and thicker, making the burning time of the corpse shorter."

   "Our way of life still exists, and we can leave without accident."

  Corps can only be found in the dark, usually accompanied by the sound of wooden fish beating.

  Usually, collecting corpse salaries should not be difficult, at most it will take time, but the current situation has become a vicious circle.

  Cultivators need to use corpse fuel to ensure that they will not encounter danger, but because the darkness is getting thicker, more corpse fuel must be burned.

  Searching for corpses also requires manpower. The more people there are, the easier it is to find corpses, but at the same time, more corpses will be consumed.

   As a result, they simply couldn't gather enough money to send everyone back to the world in the stomach.

  As for Ren Qing's ghost image, because it is only a part of the body, it cannot be divided into a large area of ​​shadow. It is better to protect Han Li and others.

   "I will be the last to leave the Buddhist world. There are thirteen places in the future. You can discuss it."

  Han Li said indifferently, although Ren Qing suggested that he leave immediately, but he knew that as long as he expressed a similar meaning, he would be attacked by all the monks.

  In the Buddhist world, the movement is loud, and the dangers are naturally increasing.

   Fortunately, Han Li has the shadowless ghost, and the shadow can travel through the darkness. At most, he wasted some time, and it is impossible to be trapped in the Buddhist world.

   It was also his choice for Han Li to help his comrades evacuate.

  It takes fame to be in charge of a branch, not just as simple as showing strength, but also to convince Taoist disciples.

  His assurance also made the monks calm down and started whispering to each other.

   Without any sophistication, if you want to leave the Buddhist world early, what you need to pay is benefits, and use benefits to block other people's mouths.

  Only the old Taoist Yaomai was still rambling. He didn't have many blood crystals in his storage bag, and he was almost destined to be the last few to return, and he felt somewhat reluctant.

  In addition, the danger of the Buddhist world stimulated his nerves, and the breath of heavenly demons could make people become extreme and lead to emotional loss.

  The veteran Taoist rushed in front of Han Li, revealing the aura of his technique.

  Han Li didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly stretched out his hand to tear off the turban covering the eyes of the old man, and then pulled the other's eyelids forcefully.

   "Don't want to calm down? I can help you become calm."

  The old man yelled hysterically, his expression became extremely desperate, and he wanted to struggle but couldn't get rid of Han Li's hand strength.

  Han Li grabbed the old man's neck and forcibly dragged him within two meters of the darkness.

  The darkness boiled like boiling water, and hideous faces emerged, urging Han Li to throw the old man into it.

   "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

  The old Taoist begged for mercy, he didn't have the slightest temper not long ago.

  Han Li threw it casually, and Lao Dao fell to the edge of the darkness, almost allowing the group of monsters to touch his body.

  Old Daoist's facial features were bleeding, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

  The expression changed from fear at the beginning to bewilderment, and the soul of Niwan Gong gradually grew fine black goat hair.

  Han Li made three countdown calls before taking the old Taoist back, but the latter no longer possessed basic intelligence and was like a wild beast.

   But in this way, the old man is easier to deal with.

  Han Li ignored it, and threw him directly beside the bonfire to let him fend for himself. The rest of the people didn't have any objections when they saw this, and even suggested using old ways to distract the monsters who were chasing.

  It took them less than half an hour to finally discuss the reason. According to the burning speed of the corpses, they selected thirteen people from the team.

  Han Li didn't say a word, and began to prepare ways to construct the door.

  Ren Qing's ghost image spread out silently on the ground, and the fire was placed in the center to ensure that the light always enveloped the ghost image itself.

  Han Li took out the remaining eight corpses and threw them into the bonfire one by one.

  The color of the flames changed from silver gray to pale, and the enveloped area spread to nearly a hundred meters, and a large number of monsters were wiped out.

  Ghosting opened its **** mouth, and the speed of corpse salary consumption suddenly increased sharply.

  The Jail Hall is very particular about the rules. Now that it has been confirmed, they will jump into the **** mouth one by one according to the previous order.

  At the same time, several people stood aside eagerly.

  They are not trying to **** the opportunity, but just at the moment when the door is closed, they want to see if they can seize the remaining life.

  The time of the five breaths was fleeting, and thirteen people disappeared in the Buddhist world.

  Four more people took risks and jumped into the portal leading to the world in the stomach, but were cut off half of their bodies by the closed portal.

  The two were smarter, and they chose to jump towards the door with their upper body facing down.

  So only the legs are left in the Buddhist world, and it can be healed by spending some resources. Of course, the premise is that the strange thing is not in the missing part.

  The corpse is buried on the spot, and it is natural to be prepared to take risks.

  When the bonfire became weaker, Ren Qing's connection with the Buddhist world decreased again, and he couldn't help but feel a headache about how to find Taiyin Xingjun.

  He almost wanted to give up, after all, it was completely thankless.

  Ren Qing sorted out the information gathered by the Jail Hall during this period, and the world here has obviously become chaotic, and all forces are unwilling to be lonely.

   Among them, there must be unnamed credit.

  The most obvious thing is that the sutra of the dead has spread without warning, and the number of casual practitioners who have switched to zombies has exceeded 10,000.

   It probably shows that Wuming felt that the number of chess pieces in his hand was too small, so he intentionally spread the splitting techniques of the Dead Man's Book.

  Ren Qing is happy to see it, anyway, he controls Fengdu Corpse Emperor, and any zombie in the world is within his control.

   Through the information collected by the monks in the Jail Hall, he noticed that the remarks about the immortal position were constantly fermenting during casual practice.

  Ren Qing didn't pay attention to the rest of the clues, except that the news of "Zhu Yutianjun" doesn't seem to be fake, and it is very likely that such a fairy position is really surfacing.

  Junyu Tianjun points to an area in the north called Water Curtain, where it rains continuously all year round, which causes floods.

  He sent some monks to track the source of the clues, depending on the development of the situation.

  However, Ren Qing reckons that Wuming is definitely not interested in helping Yu Tianjun, and this fairy position is obviously related to the magic of the water attribute.

   "This world... How many immortal positions are hidden?"

  Ren Qing was a little bit terrified of thinking carefully. It has only been more than a year since Wuming Luozi, and he has already helped Yu Tianjun's fairy position pop up. Maybe there are more fairy gods in ancient times than imagined.

  The appearance of Zhu Yutian dilutes his thoughts on Taiyin Xingjun and Fudedixian, and he feels that he does not need to be attached to the Buddhist world.

  Although Taiyin Xingjun is very suitable for the demon veins of the Jail Hall, Fudedixian has more branches involved, and hundreds of thousands of monks are related to the Heavenly Dao Worm.

  At this time, Xiao San'er made a breakthrough in the research of skin care method.

  Ren Qing's consciousness went to the world in the stomach, and Xiaosan'er's residence was in the jailer's palace, and it was also the most prosperous central area.

  Even if Ren Qing doesn't say anything, Zumai will definitely give preferential treatment to alchemists and weapon refiners, especially Zhou Zuosan, who is excellent in weapon refinement.

  The Palace of Jailers is lined with high-rise buildings, which is somewhat similar to the style of Wuwei City back then.

  Ren Qing appeared in front of Xiao San'er's residence, and before entering, he smelled a pungent odor, which was a natural intensified reaction when various materials were refined.

   "Senior Ren, please come in."

  Xiao San'er's voice came from inside the house.

  Ren Qing was a little surprised. Although he didn't deliberately cover up, it was indeed not easy for a monk in a bad situation to discover his consciousness.

  In the seemingly ordinary courtyard, Xiao San'er obviously put a lot of effort into it, mainly because of the layout of the magic circle to prevent people from breaking in.

  Ren Qing pushed open the door, and suddenly thick smoke came out of it.

  Xiao San’er sat cross-legged on the ground in embarrassment, with shriveled corpses in front of him, the scene made people shudder.

  There are also various weird and inexplicable instruments hanging on the walls of the house.

  The type of magic weapon is mainly flesh and blood, which is similar to the deformed organs of forbidden corpses, and there is a certain degree of randomness in refining.

  Just looking at the decoration of the refining room, one would only think that the owner is a heinous cultivator.

  In fact, the underworld refining materials used by Xiao Saner, including corpses, are actually bred through magic.

  Little San'er wiped off the stains on his face, and said enthusiastically: "Senior Ren, skin raising is indeed a very interesting technique."

   "Little San'er, what did you discover?"

  Ren Qing just saw the wild monkeys in Yuanshan, and felt the potential of skin care. The creator, Huang Ling, must be an amazingly talented person.

   "Senior Ren, look..."

  Xiao San'er motioned Ren Qing to look at the corpses in the house. There were indeed obvious differences in their skin, exuding a faint magical atmosphere.

"what?"

  Ren Qing showed a strange face, took a corpse and examined it in detail.

  Xiao San'er has indeed fulfilled his idea, the corpse is lifeless, but the skin is somewhat active, and he also masters the method of raising skin.

   "Senior Ren, you can treat the cassock as a separate monk."

   "Can the vestment be trained in other spells?"

   "It should be difficult, mainly because the skin raising method is not a jailer method, so it will not form strange objects, causing the vestment to be backlashed by the magic method."

  Ren Qing nodded in affirmation of Xiao San'er's skill in refining weapons.

   "The monk who created the skin nourishing method is very familiar with the human body, and the heart meat on the tip of the tongue only serves to stimulate qi and blood."

   "The key to the skin care method is the accompanying meditation method, which allows the qi and blood to impact the acupuncture points of the whole body, thereby nourishing the skin."

  Ren Qing smiled wryly, could the **** be unfamiliar with the human body?

  According to the history he recorded from various forces, he speculates that the ancient times were likely to be ruled by the imperial court.

  In addition to being a close friend of the emperor, the **** may also be an intelligence gathering department, specializing in shady jobs.

  For example, using lynching to torture prisoners.

  Looking at the spells created by Huang Ling, one can tell that he has done a lot of nasty things, and even distorted his mind because of it. He is an out-and-out pervert.

  Xiao San'er explained to himself: "I found that using silver needles to guide qi and blood to stimulate acupuncture points does not require heart and soul."

   "Isn't it true that as long as it is humanoid, it can be used as a method of refining and raising skin?"

"more or less…"

  Xiao San'er looked at the joy in Ren Qing's eyes, and couldn't help wiping off the sweat from his forehead. If the method of raising skin was mastered by an extreme monk, he would definitely take pleasure in killing people and refining weapons.

   "Nice, it works for me."

  Ren Qing did not expect that he found a breakthrough in the Buddhist world by mistake.

  He asked Xiao San'er not to disclose the content of the skin raising method to the outside world, even if he wanted to sell robes, he should try to use animal skins as materials.

  Ren Qing returned to the outside world, and immediately chose the old and frail goat.

  The goat is on the verge of death, and even its eyes are cloudy. It has never eaten any spiritual materials from heaven and earth, so it is an ordinary animal.

  Ren Qing's palm spread out, and then a moth with a horn pattern on its back appeared.

  The moth was transformed from the dream flower, and it contained Ren Qing's remaining heavenly demon breath, most of which were consumed in the deep world.

  The goat bleats, and wants to stay away from Menghua in fear.

  Menghua waited until the goat had no way to retreat, and landed on the latter's neck, a trace of heavenly demon breath injected into the empty goat's flesh and blood.

  The goat twitched, the sound of bones colliding, and the flesh began to twist.

  The erosiveness of the heavenly devil's breath can be imagined, the beast has no power to fight back, and the color of its fur turns into pure black in the blink of an eye.

  The goat's eyes were horrifying, and it struggled to get up, but with its feet upright, it slowly approached the black goat.

   While maintaining the aura of the demon, Ren Qing imprisoned the goat with a ghost image.

  He stimulated the acupuncture points of the goat with the steps of the skin raising method, not to mention that after the goat transformed into a black goat, the acupuncture points were indeed the same as those of humans.

  Menghua's heavenly demon breath is relatively limited, and it is very reluctant to give birth to a black goat.

  At the moment the black goat was formed, Ren Qing cut open the fur and tried to pull the fur off, but the black goat became unstable.

boom! !

  The black goat exploded, and the minced meat splashed everywhere in the cave.

  Ren Qing quickly used the dream flower to reabsorb the breath of the demon, and with the exaggerated reproductive ability of the supreme demon, the total amount of the breath of the demon will only increase.

  He continued to experiment with the breath of the demon, and all the goats died.

   Against the background of the underground river, corpses were piled up in the clean and tidy cave, and the bacteria were intensively processing the goat's flesh and blood.

  Because the black goat can pollute living beings, all flesh and bones were burned to death.

   The bacteria people have dragon blood protection, but they are not corroded by the demonic breath in large numbers, but it is inevitable that a huge war will start at the micro level.

  Ren Qing tried more than a dozen times in succession, and finally figured out how to refine and nourish the skin.

  The result is a sheepskin with black hair, which exudes a faint aura of heavenly demons. After wearing it, it can imitate the appearance of a black goat.

  Ren Qing used the demon to seize the house and came to the outskirts of the Buddhist world, allowing the ghost to step into the darkness with the fur of a black goat.

  The fur of the black goat seemed to come alive, and it opened its mouth wide to swallow the breath of the demon.

  But because the abdomen was cut open, the breath of the heavenly demon leaked directly from the stomach, but it did not feel the influence of the Buddha world.

  The ghost got into the fur of the black goat.

  After the wound healed, a lifelike black goat stood up on the spot, absorbing the heavenly demon breath that filled the air.

  However, the heavenly demon breath emitted by Dingguang Buddha is mixed with Buddha's breath, which makes the black goat's digestion efficiency not high, and the efficiency of strength growth is not how long it takes to reach the martial arts state.

  Ren Qing felt the same way as Ghost Shadow, the black goat vest would still erode the soul, but within the tolerable range.

  He hesitated for a while, then released a dozen dream flowers and rushed to the animal pen.

   After all, the beast pen has a steady stream of heavenly demon breath.

  Ren Qing collected a lot of heavenly demon breath when he was retreating in the underground cave, and he didn't see any reaction from the supreme heavenly demon.

  If the magic breath is exhausted today, you can only go to the animal pen to replenish it.

  Ren Qing refined three pieces of black goat robes with the heavenly demon breath in hand, and handed them directly to Han Li in the Buddhist world through the fungus soul.

  The fungus soul in Han Li's dantian guides the direction invisibly.

   Half a day later, the fungus soul had already found Han Li and his party in the dark, and their number had been recommended to only seven people left.

  Han Li's spirit was a little sluggish, and he had already learned the function of the black goat robe in advance.

  So when he obtained the cassock, he put it on without hesitation, and felt as if he was at ease.

  Although the vision has never been restored, the sense of smell of the black goat is far beyond ordinary.

  He could feel that the Buddhist world was full of densely packed monsters, which should have been alienated from the insects of the Heavenly Dao, and the number was still skyrocketing.

  Han Li chose two companions to put on vestments and search for corpses together.

  Ren Qing discovered that the black goat robe can isolate the influence of the outside world, and went to the dream city with his consciousness at will, which is considered to have found the possibility of exploring the Buddhist world.

  Han Li and others returned to the world in the stomach without any risk.

  Ren Qing asked the ghost to stay in the Buddhist world in a black goat vestment. As long as he found out the reality of the Buddhist world, he could recruit monks to go there.

   Of course, the premise is that the Buddhist world is stable enough.

  Every time Dingguang Buddha expands, the Buddhist world will become incalculable. Ren Qing can only think long-term, at least depending on how the situation will develop.

   "Wait a minute, there's no need to rely on the Jail Hall to explore the Buddhist world..."

  Ren Qing squinted his eyes, reasoning that if he wants to drive various forces to the Buddhist world, he only needs to show the role of the black goat robe and the benefits that attract them to go.

   "Or, to attract unknown interests?"

  (end of this chapter)