Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

  Chapter 58 The gluttonous method? Sun God Realm!

  Ren Qing just wanted to open his mouth to confirm the situation, when there was a wooden door on the rockery suddenly, and it was slowly opening.

  You can see the darkness like ink from the crack of the door, as if there are ghosts and ghosts hidden.

   Everyone's faces were a little dignified, but Song Zongwu's expression was more playful, and his blood-red eyes glowed slightly.

After the    wooden door was completely opened, the darkness inside the door seemed to devour the surroundings, and even Ren Qing could not see clearly.

  Song Zongwu said in a low voice, "You can enter."

  Ren Qing frowned, how did he feel that the prison hall was a bit hellish.

  Why is the selection of reservists placed here?

   Song Zong had no warning in his eyes, Ren Qing saw this and walked straight into the wooden door.

  The suffocating darkness immediately swallowed Ren Qing, and even gave him the feeling that it was far more deadly than when he visualized the blind method.

  The rest of the monks hesitated for a while and then followed one after another. They have no role in the gang, so they might as well go for a career.

   Zhang Qiu didn't stop the snake man boy first, but the latter vomited scarlet nervously, and also entered the endless darkness.

  As the wooden door slowly closed, the entire door suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

  Song Zong Wu waited for the jailer to take it easy, and each turned to leave.

in the dark.

  Ren Qing quickly lost his way, and it was useless to cast his double pupils.

   But he didn't panic too much. After all, the reserve force was the way the jailer recruited people.

  Ren Qing didn't feel any movement nearby, maybe he was caught in some kind of magic.

   He calmed down and stretched out his hands to explore the situation around him.

  Although there is still no gain, at least it is definitely not in the yamen. This method should be the reason why the prison hall can be preserved for a long time.

  Ren Qing couldn't help but take a step, all kinds of falling images flooded his mind, making his movements hesitant.

   But it only took him a few breaths to adjust, and after taking a few steps in a row, it showed that the fear was only born out of darkness.

  Ren Qing's pace gradually accelerated, and at the same time, he used the Damiao knife as a guide for the blind, and gradually groped towards the depths of the darkness.

   After a moment, he suddenly stopped.

  According to the touch from the big seedling knife, there is probably a pothole in front of him, and I don’t know if it is an illusion caused by darkness.

  Ren Qing was not fooled, and even secretly guessed that the Jailer's Hall was just a test of xinxing, as long as fear...

  Ren Qing took a step without hesitation, and then his face changed greatly.

   The weightless body fell down, and from the gust of wind blowing in the front, it was known that the speed of the fall was extremely fast, and it was definitely not an illusion created by magic.

  Ren Qing tried his best to adjust his posture, but he still fell to the ground, his bones making an overwhelmed sound.

   Blood flowed down the bridge of his nose, and his head was even more dizzy.

  Ren Qing hurriedly used the leather refiner's ability to transfer the injury to his thigh, and the dizziness was relieved a lot, at least no longer affecting his thinking.

   Then he got up and looked around.

   It turned out to be the prison cell, and Ren Qing was the prisoner locked in it.

   But strangely, the three walls of the cell were dark red, and there were dark brown spots on the surface.

   is like a corpse that gradually decays after death, and corpse spots grow on the surface.

  Ren Qing looked up and saw that there was no pothole on the top wall, indicating that it was indeed through magic.

   The railing that was used for sealing was also a little creepy, it turned out to be pale white, like a blood vessel that had lost its blood circulation.

   "What the **** is this place?"

  Ren Qing's expression was a little confused. Could it be that this is the so-called prison hall, how does it feel like it is inside the giant corpse.

   There is an inexplicable sense of familiarity in my heart.

   He looked out the railing, and by the blue candle lights hanging on the wall, he could see that there were countless cells on both sides of the aisle.

   The cell should be empty, and I don’t know where the rest of the monks are kept

  Ren Qing wanted to open the blood vessel-shaped railing, but his bare hands had no effect at all.

   He then squatted down with his legs and grabbed the handle of the Damiao Dao with his right hand.

  锵! ! !

   The crisp sound of unsheathing sounded, and the blade turned into a cold light and slashed on the blood vessel railing, but not even a shallow trace was left.

   After hesitating for a moment, he did not choose to cast a werewolf, the ghost knows whether his actions here will be known by the jailer.

  Ren Qing took a long breath.

  Since it is a selection of reservists, it is impossible to stay here for a long time.

   He sat cross-legged on the ground and waited, and after a while, something strange happened.

   There was pure black blood flowing in the blood vessel railing, and the wall immediately came to life and gradually began to creep.

   Immediately after, Ren Qing discovered that the wall facing him had collapsed, and a human-shaped outline appeared faintly.

   The figure inside the wall seems to want to come out so much that the expression is extremely ferocious.

   The blood flow is about ten minutes apart, and the figure will escape a little from the wall every time, and soon most of the body is exposed.

  Ren Qing can be seen from the appearance of the figure.

  Although it has begun to take shape, it is more like an ape, covered in hair, and its arms are long and narrow enough to touch the knees.

  Ren Qing stared at the figure with a knife in both hands, ready to shoot at any time.

   Just when he was highly concentrated, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and his pupils suddenly enlarged.

   Flesh?

   Prison?

   gluttonous method? ! !

  Ren Qing quickly touched the wall with his palm, and then actively called out the information flow.

  【? ? ? 】

  【Age: 843】

  【Shouyuan: Two hundred and thirty-five years】

  【Surgery: gluttonous method (Abi hell)? ? ? 】

  【? ? ? 】

  【The gluttonous technique is engraved on the stomach of the alien beast gluttonous gluttonous gluttonous beast and obtained by the Taoist priest. To practice this method, you need to eat a lot, until the stomach expands more than six times, then you can practice it. 】

  【Abi Hell was promoted from Yongjian Zhuan】

  This jailer who mastered the gluttonous method, at least has the cultivation of the Yangshen realm, so he can live for hundreds of years without dying.

   Ren Qing swallowed.

   When he realized that he was in the belly of the jailer, his scalp did go numb, and he wanted to escape immediately.

   However, Ren Qing could soon see the clue from the decay of flesh and blood.

   The jailer who has mastered the gluttonous method is probably on the verge of death, or even in a vegetative state for more than a hundred years.

   Otherwise, it is impossible to show corpse spots, and the blood vessels flow every ten minutes, which should correspond to the speed of the jailer's heartbeat.

   is of course just Ren Qing's guess. If you want to know the exact answer, you can figure it out by becoming a jailer's reserve.

   If this place is really where the jailer's hall is, then the area must be larger than imagined, and it can even be used to accommodate strange objects.

  Ren Qing did not expect that the deputy stomach person would be promoted to the Yangshen realm to such a degree.

   Even if the prison in the belly of the ghosts is enough to accommodate ordinary people, it is indeed very tempting.

   Blood flow.

The    figure was about to get out of trouble, Ren Qing could already sense the slightest killing intent, and the distorted face was almost in front of him.

   But what caught his attention the most was the strange pattern on the surface of the silhouette's skin.

   Thank you Shuhuang Tianzun, book friend 160506141214740 for your reward.

   (end of this chapter)