Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 377 Ren Qing cured my mental internal friction

  The black tiger was supposed to change from a prime age to an old age when the sun and the moon alternated, but because its internal organs turned into living creatures, its state was abnormally unstable.

   His body seems to be stuck in the process of aging, so that the three consciousnesses of childhood, adulthood, and old age begin to merge with each other.

   Heihu couldn't help twitching all over, but the evil thoughts in his heart not only did not weaken, but instead intensified, as if he had gone crazy.

  The consciousness of the middle-aged is obviously without wisdom, but gradually swallows up the other two consciousnesses.

  Ren Qing secretly guessed that the condition for achieving the sitting Buddha's corpse is that the three strands of consciousness must be merged and transformed into the state of the Buddha's soul.

   It's just that the black tiger is under the interference of the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon, and the three strands of consciousness have unexpectedly intersected, thus giving birth to the trend of sitting.

  Ren Qing did not stop this process, but just used the dream seed to observe the changes of the black tiger, and indirectly controlled the moonfall pseudo-dragon.

  The Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon, as a crudely manufactured instrument soul, does not have any function, but after the dragon's chanting in Ren Qing's box, it is still a little mysterious.

   is mainly reflected in the fact that the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon can absorb the memories of others.

  The Moon Meteor Pseudo-Dragon broke away from the position of the heart, actively climbed into the head along the blood vessels, and pierced the brain with countless tentacles on the body surface.

   The black tiger's limbs danced wildly, accompanied by foaming at the mouth, incontinence, and even half-body paralysis.

   Obviously, the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon's method is extremely crude, and it uses physical means to extract the memory of the black tiger from the brain.

  Ren Qing saw his scalp tingling, and touched the back of his head with empathy.

   After a long time, the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon broke away from the brain, and then got out of the black tiger's mouth, escaping into the shadow like a scorpion and disappeared.

  Black Tiger was still lying flat on the ground, and soon a monk found him unconscious.

  A dozen monks surrounded the black tiger, and one of the older monks couldn't help squatting beside him to check if there was anything unusual.

  The novice asked worriedly: "Senior Brother Wuhui, why do I feel that Wuyan is like a sudden enlightenment?"

  The old monk Wuhui frowned and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, Wuyan has just arrived at Jinguang Temple for a few days, how could it be possible..."

   Before he finished speaking, the black tiger suddenly opened his eyes, and the Buddha energy around his body became very active, and it really looked like he was about to sit down.

   Wuhui opened his mouth wide, and his expression was full of incredulity. After all, most monks were not allowed to set foot in the state of meditation after practicing for decades.

   He couldn't help but leaned over, wanting to check Black Tiger's situation carefully.

   The black tiger grinned, his eyes full of naked killing intent, but the nearby Buddha qi did not reject him at all, but rushed in first.

   He stretched out his strong arms and grabbed Wuhui's neck.

   "Junior Brother Wuji, you..."

  Wuhui desperately wanted to struggle, but Heihu was a ruthless man who was robbing his house all the year round, and he could easily take over an old monk who had no power to bind chickens.

   Ka Ka Ka Ka…

  Under the gaze of the rest of the monks, Wuhui’s neck made a sound of bones colliding, and then it was twisted into a twist.

   They were stunned and didn't know what to do for a while.

  The monks in the heaven and the sky all believe in the Buddhadharma.

  The novice hurriedly walked away from the black tiger, and soon even the abbot Wu Nian was alarmed.

   Numerous monks stared at the black tiger covered in blood, and the latter did not mean to resist, but kept reciting the name of Maitreya Bodhisattva.

   Wu Nian said with a livid face: "Nie Barrier, why are you killing people in vain?"

  Black Tiger threw away the body, sat up cross-legged with difficulty, and answered vaguely: "How can you find a boat that can cross the sea of ​​misery without experiencing greed, hatred, and hatred?"

   "Badness!!"

   Wu Nian clearly knew that what the black tiger said was wrong, but watching the latter closed his eyes and meditated, the Buddha energy overflowed, and he actually entered the meditation.

   He didn't even know how to refute, and he felt even more confused in his heart.

   Could it be that the Buddha Qi has already recognized the black tiger?

   The novice asked softly, "Abbot, what should I do?"

   Wu Nian shook his head and said wearily, "Take Wu Jian to the sitting ground, and prepare an earthen jar to hold a death ceremony for him."

  The monks of Jinguang Temple had no choice but to recruit the black tiger to the bottomless abyss like a plague god, and hurriedly stuffed it into the earthen jar.

   It didn't take long for the black tiger to become a withered, skinny corpse.

   Next, the monks should be skinned and boned, but the black tiger has just come to heaven, has not yet practiced the Buddhist Heart Sutra, and has not grown Buddha bones and Buddha skins.

   They had to throw the whole body into the abyss.

   After finishing all this, the monks of Jinguang Temple couldn't help but let out a long breath and returned to the temple with lingering fears.

  The body of the black tiger was carried by the wind of the bottomless abyss and flew from north to south.

   But before it flew far, the ghost figure emerged from the rock wall, swallowed the body directly, and sent it to Ren Qing's cave.

  Ren Qing looked at the black tiger's corpse curiously, although the latter's three strands of consciousness have been merged, but without the remains of the Buddha's bones and Buddha's skin, it is impossible to turn into a Buddha's corpse at all.

   He saw the black tiger's soul gradually dissipating, and after a moment of hesitation, he took out a fingernail-sized Buddha bone and stuffed it into the corpse's mouth.

  When the Buddha bone acts on the corpse, the soul of the black tiger is instantly fused with the body, and the flesh and blood statue is attached to the corpse and gradually takes shape.

   "If an evil Buddha becomes a member of the Foshan Mountains, I don't know..."

  Ren Qingsan smiled and put away the corpse, so let’s talk about prolonging his life honestly.

   He burst out with the breath of the Six Diseases Technique, and with the help of the connection of the Dreamland Technique, his consciousness was attached to the Dream Seed of the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon.

  Ren Qing used this to control the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon and find a suitable target to start with.

   He immediately noticed that the host in Jinguang Temple, Wu Nian, happened to be alone in the temple, and there were no monks around.

   Wu Nian did not follow to the death ceremony, but chose to recite the scriptures in front of the Buddha statue.

   He was only a short distance away from sitting in the realm of epiphany, but now, after seeing the black tiger sitting and transforming, his beliefs are full of cracks.

The existence of    the black tiger is like mouse droppings thrown into the soup.

  If Ren Qing allowed the black tiger to survive, this person's dharma is wrong, and if things go on like this, it is very likely that the whole heaven will fall.

   even alarmed Maitreya Bodhisattva.

  Ren Qing also considered safety, so he maintained the status quo.

  The Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon took advantage of Wu Nian's daze and got into its mouth and nose directly.

   Wu Nian covered his neck in horror, only feeling that something inexplicable shuttled through his own flesh and blood, heading straight for the Niwan Palace.

   "Someone! Somebody!!"

   Under Wu Nian's shout, a dozen monks rushed to the main hall.

  As a result, when they arrived at the palace, they found Wu Nian had returned to calm, as if the voice just now was not made by him.

   "It's alright, let's go."

   "Okay, Abbot."

  The monks left the main hall with inexplicable faces.

   As everyone knows, the Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon is already lying on Wu Nian's brain, and Ren Qing wiped out Wu Nian's negative emotions through Dream Seed in advance.

  Ren Qing cautiously used the Six Diseases Technique.

   In order not to be detected by the Buddha's aura of Maitreya Bodhisattva, the aura of the six diseases released by the dream seed is very weak, at most the level of a half-corpse.

  Ren Qing's plan is simple.

The    Six Diseases Method can make others infected with diseases, and now it is more convenient to deal with diseases of the soul after connecting with the Dreamland Magic.

  Ren Qing plans to use the Six Diseases Method to make the monks in heaven suffer from "schizophrenia".

  The monk's condition is very similar to schizophrenia, and the operation is not difficult, the main thing is to add new consciousness into it.

  Ren Qing intends to use the black tiger's consciousness as a template to implant a fourth consciousness into them.

  This consciousness will not be revealed on weekdays, only after the monks rest and sleep, when the mind is empty, will they take the lead in the body.

   Once the monk wakes up, he will be under the control of the three main consciousnesses again.

   To put it simply, it is to use the fourth consciousness to steal the lifespan. Whether it can be successful or not depends on the effect of the Six Diseases Method.

  Ren Qing feels a lot of control.

   After all, it can be seen from the black tiger that Buddha Qi does not care about the good and evil of consciousness.

   It's not that he didn't think about pulling the monk directly into the dream market, but the monk's existing three senses are extremely pious, and he has no desire or desire under the erosion of the Buddha's energy.

  Because there is no greed in the heart of monks, they will not deliberately conceal the existence of the dream market, and it is easy to expose Ren Qing.

  Ren Qing also cannot force monks to trade in the dream market.

  Because of the magic ability of the three-inch human world, the two sides of the transaction must not resist at all, otherwise Ren Qing will not be able to obtain a single point of life.

   That's why Ren Qing used other life-extending means to make up for the cultivator's lack of lifespan due to trading while he was cutting the leeks in the Jailer's Hall, otherwise the Dreamland Market would not be open long ago.

  Ren Qing put all his energy on the old monk Wu Nian, and constructed a spell disease according to the signs of split personality.

   Now he can't help but feel fortunate that he has mastered the Six Diseases Method, not the Tai Sui Jing.

   If it is changed to Tai Sui Sutra, it is necessary to breed diseases by refining Gu. Although the power is terrifying, there are too many uncertain factors.

  It took Ren Qing more than ten days to reluctantly follow his own ideas, which made Wu Nian unknowingly suffer from a split personality.

   He breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly performed the Jailor Technique within the envelope of the Buddha's energy, it always felt like dancing on the tip of a knife.

  No thoughts seem to be indistinguishable, but in fact, the soul has become extremely chaotic, the seeds of disease have been planted, and it is easier to increase consciousness.

  The Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon poured the memory of the black tiger into Wu Nian's brain.

   Wu Nian faintly noticed a tingling in his head, so he went back to the guest room to rest.

   Just after his eyes were closed, his expression turned into a hideous look, and the blue veins burst out on his forehead, how could he look like an eminent monk.

  The Moonfall Pseudo-Dragon left Wu Nian's body, Meng Seed exuded a faint light, and Ren Qing took this to look at the other party's distorted face.

   He can cancel the Six Diseases Method at any time, but fortunately, the Buddha Qi is still calm.

   After all, the fourth consciousness was generated with the black tiger as a template. Although there is still devotion to the Maitreya Bodhisattva, more of it really comes from instinct and naked desire.

   The most paranoid of these is appetite.

   In this way, it is too simple to satisfy appetite in the dream market, and there is no need to pay any resources, almost no money.

  Ren Qing just wanted to pull Wu Nian's evil thoughts into the dream market, but the action stopped again.

   "No, there are prison guards and monks in the eternity. If a monk's consciousness falls into a dream, his soul may leak his breath."

  Ren Qing stared at the supernatural powers, and muttered to himself: "Wait, it seems that a secondary small world can be built?"

   (end of this chapter)