Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 181 Resurrection? It's clearly a rebuild!

  Ren Qing wanted to see the brain tree clearly, but because the distance was too far, even his double pupils could only see an outline.

   He knew that the Brain Tree, as the center of the Nether Feather Land, was equivalent to the Niwan Palace.

   If the Jailer Hall were to use the pseudo-soul to control Kizang King, it would be a little unreliable, and it would probably overturn.

  Ren Qing felt that the plan of the Jailer's Hall would be more complete.

   After the jailers woke up one after another, their expressions were a little confused.

   Ren Qing, who was the culprit, didn't realize that in just half an hour, the jailer experienced one nightmare after another, and he began to not be able to distinguish between reality and illusion.

  Li Bai recalled the scattered memories, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

   He looked at Ren Qing vaguely.

   This person is definitely not three times strange, I am afraid that he is close to the perfect level of ghosts, or maybe half of his feet touch the shadows?

   Tenon made a sharp tweet, like a compliment to Ren Qing's methods.

  Song Zong sighed helplessly, and walked to the black goat to help him be on guard to avoid uncontrollable accidents.

  Ren Qing didn't care about the gazes of others, he released Fu Ya's soul in Ghost Shadow's body and handed it over to Song Zongwu to suppress.

   He did try to modify Li Bai's subconscious with the Heavenly Demon Dream Seed, and the result was even better than expected.

   Li Bai should no longer have the courage to be hostile to himself.

  Ren Qing then crossed his legs to regain his strength.

   After a while, the brain tree was close at hand, and the strange things were rare.

   Only then did he notice that the vicinity of the brain tree was enveloped by spore dust, and the visibility was decreasing at a not-so-slow rate.

  A dozen temple priests stood in the dust, chanting strange scriptures, causing countless mycelia to grow until they covered the brain tree.

  Especially at the rhizome of the brain tree, the dark gray brain gradually decayed, and the hyphae adhered on the surface seemed to have formed mildew.

   And next to the brain tree, there is a small tree half a person high, which is composed of fungi.

   This tree is white in color, like a dried skeleton, and you can vaguely see twisted faces on the surface.

   tenon circled around the brain tree, seeming to be afraid.

   A little bit of black-gray spores floated in the air, and the tenon flew towards the periphery until all the guards were stained.

  Ren Qing picked up the powder with his fingers, and according to the information flow, it was still Tai Sui.

   [Winter Worm Jue condensed, it was formed by the collapse of the monk's soul during his lifetime. 】

   He remembered the smoke giant he saw when he was promoted to the Twin Nightmare. Could it be that he was transformed by the remnant soul of a monk in the Heavenly Treacherous Realm?

After   ten put down the altar in a place where the dust was relatively thin, he turned around and headed towards the entrance and exit of the place where the feathers were located.

   should **** the rest of the false souls.

   The jailer couldn't understand the situation, and then jumped off the altar.

  Jiang Feng seemed to know the general situation in advance, he nodded to Song Zongwu, and then began to assign tasks here.

   "Okay, let's set up the camp first, and the jailers will come one after another."

   The jailer agreed, and then he used local materials to find some stones to build the house. Fortunately, it was close to the brain tree to avoid the trouble of strange things.

  Song Zong did not explain too much, he carried the altar again, and walked towards the brain tree.

  Ren Qing hesitated slightly, but heard Song Zongwu say: "Keep up."

   He hurriedly walked into the land covered with spore dust, as if going deep into the dense fog, the originally dim light had completely disappeared.

  As Ren Qing approached the brain tree, the content of Tai Sui in the air became more and more obvious, which made the black goat extremely uncomfortable.

  Li Tiangang woke up because of this.

   He canceled the seal on the black goat, and the paper returned to his body without reservation.

   The black goat barely opened his eyes and seemed to be drained of strength.

   Previously, the thin spore powder in the Taisui Forest could block the breath of the demons, but now the brain tree is so dense that it covers the eyes.

  The black goat is difficult to splash.

   After walking for half an hour, the brain tree was approaching 100 meters.

boom!

  Song Zongwu dropped the altar, and suddenly the smoke was raised.

   Then, according to the situation, Li Tiangang discussed with him about the arrangement of the three souls and six souls, and the words inevitably had some disputes.

   Ren Qing dared to interrupt, he learned a lot of information from the two of them.

   It seems that as long as anything is buried near the brain tree, it will be parasitized by fungi in a short time, and even the soul cannot be avoided.

   The Jailer's Hall seems to be planning to deal with false souls in this way, and I don't know what it means.

  Ren Qing deeply felt the horror of the cultivators in the Heavenly Treacherous Realm. Even the spores transformed by the remnant souls can show unimaginable power.

   It didn't take long for the six temple priests to find the altar.

   The leader of the temple is Luo Niang. She has not been promoted to the ghost realm for a while, so she is specially responsible for dealing with the brain tree.

   "Two adults, Dameng Zhenren has checked the situation before, and he said that before burying, the soul must be implanted with a disease."

   "Well, so be it."

   Song Zongwu and the two agreed immediately, obviously trusting Damengren's judgment very much.

  Miaozhu is skilled in dealing with false souls.

   The body of the pseudo-soul was cut open by a sharp blade, and a disease like a maggot was planted, and the pseudo-soul soon turned into a cocoon.

   In Ren Qing's view, this is more like sealing the pseudo-soul and forcing the latter into a half-life dormant state.

  After the temple blessing processing is completed, it will not enter the mushroom mist, and return to the brain tree to recite the scriptures.

  Li Tiangang saw this and said, "Song Zongwu, I will wait in the camp, and I will give you the burial of the soul."

"rest assured."

   After Li Tiangang left, Song Zongwu walked towards the fungus tree with his pseudo soul.

  Ren Qing naturally stayed here, and by the way, he figured out the plan of the Jailer Hall.

   As he approached the fungus tree and saw the original appearance of the tree clearly, his scalp felt numb.

  The fungus tree as a whole is tree-like, but the part that makes up the bark is the skin of a mouse. It will wriggle from time to time, and human faces will continue to grow.

  Ren Qing feels that the fungus tree is more like a combination of animals and plants, which is very strange.

  Song Zongwu came here more than once. He pointed to the bottom of the fungus tree and said, "Bury your soul here."

  Ren Qing stabbed the dragon and snake ridge in his palm, and was stopped just as he was about to swing towards the ground.

   "Ren Qing, remember not to hurt the rhizome."

   "Senior Song, leave it to me."

  Ren Qing said this on his mouth, his body was very honest and handed over the control of the Dragon Snake Ridge to Ghost Shadow, whose precision was like a scalpel.

   The speed of the dragon and snake ridges swayed slightly at first, but it didn't take long to become faster and faster, almost turning into an afterimage.

   Song Zongwu was horrified.

   He didn't have the slightest emotion because of the battle with the black goat, but he was indeed frightened by Ren Qing's actions.

   But before Song Zong did not remind him, a deep pit of more than two meters appeared in front of him.

   There are plant rhizomes all over the pit, and as long as the dragon and snake ridges are just a millimeter away, it may cause damage to the rhizomes.

   Song Zong shook his head without a word, then grabbed the descaling soul and jumped into the pit. It seemed that he needed to arrange something.

  Ren Qing looked at the fungus tree in his spare time, feeling that the face was familiar for some reason, and his expression suddenly froze.

"This is…"

   Song Zongwu said plainly: "Land, or Django."

  Ren Qing was speechless.

   The encirclement and suppression of the land at that time seemed very unusual, and sure enough, it involved a lot.

   He originally thought that the land was used as a container for storing strange things, but he did not expect that the two unrelated things would be related.

   "Senior Song, how could the land be related to Ksitigarbha's conjuration?"

   "You can try to get in touch."

   Song Zong couldn't jump out of the pit and began to fill it up, but not with the original soil, but with the ashes preserved by paper.

  The ashes can activate the flesh and blood, which should be to let the pseudo-soul merge into the flesh and blood plain.

  Ren Qing walked to the fungus tree and reached out to touch the trunk.

   Before he could call out the information stream, he felt his mind become aching, and a lot of messy memories poured into it.

   Most of these memories come from the land, and a small part is Django, mainly the things that had the deepest impact during his lifetime.

  Ren Qing released his palm, his expression became extremely stunned.

  The resurrection of the land from the dead originated from the forbidden area of ​​​​disaster elimination. It is the product of a magic scripture. In fact, it is more like a walking dead with partial memories.

   The purpose of the forbidden area for disaster elimination is to devour the land, but the corpse has self-consciousness and wants to resurrect itself with magic.

   That's why he attacked and killed the monks of the Sludge Society.

   Today's land has swallowed a variety of strange things under the intervention of the Jailer's Hall, but the body is still not dead, which makes the strange things unable to escape.

After    was buried here by the Jailer's Hall, a strange creature with only memory was formed.

  Ren Qing is a little strange in his heart, the land is like a biological computer that backs up memories...

   There is no soul, but the body does not die to store memory.

   How did the Jailer's Hall do it, turning the land into a part of Avici Hell?

   After Ren Qing called out the information flow, he immediately answered some of his doubts, which was indeed due to Tai Sui.

  【Tai Sui derivative】

  【Tai Sui absorbs strange objects and condenses. 】

  Ren Qing cast his heavy pupils, and his vision penetrated the ground to the bottom of the fungus tree, and saw a large number of roots slowly extending towards the descaling soul.

   and other roots pierced into the body of the descaler, and the breaths of the two came from the same source, and they merged with each other under the medium of fungi.

   "Senior Song, how could King Jizo's... Niwan Palace be occupied by Tai Sui?"

  Song Zongwu's expression became serious, he turned to look at Ren Qing and said, "Do you think the technique we practice is the Great Way of Heaven?"

  Ren Qing answered decisively: "Of course."

  Compared with the guard method, the animal pen method and the heavenly way method are many times more evil, and the practice is like making a wedding dress for others.

  Song Zong said without moderation: "If in the future, I mean if."

   "The Jailer's Hall allows you to leave Xiangxiang, so you have come into contact with different spells. How dare you be sure that you are practicing the Dao?"

  Ren Qing still nodded without hesitation.

   He secretly grasped the hidden meaning in Song Zongwu's words.

"That's good."

   Song Zong said inexplicably: "The Jailer Hall did have the Yangshen Realm, but no one has ever touched the Heavenly Strange Realm. It is said that this realm involves ancient times thousands of years ago."

   "In order to seek self-preservation, we once dug up the graves of our predecessors, trying to find some clues, and the result..."

  Song Zongwu grabbed the spores and rubbed them on his fingertips: "In the end, there was only one Tai Sui that I don't know how long it has existed, and it is related to the Heavenly Strange Realm."

   Wait for a while in the next chapter.

   (end of this chapter)