deceitful cultivator

Chapter 121 I am Ren Qing, the strongest shit stirrer
Inventive magic can also transform the body.

Theoretically speaking, the fictitious spells created by Ren Qing can have abilities similar to those of steel bones, great strength, spitting fire, and controlling wind...

Ren Qing couldn't help but shook his head when he thought of this.

He suddenly realized that letting the wolf dog master complex spells was not very useful, and might even make it difficult to control.

After all, no matter how alienated the invented spells are, the wolf-dog can reach the semi-corpse state at most, and there is no potential to advance to the ghost envoy state.

Therefore, we only need to let the fictional spells function as transportation tools.

Ren Qing squinted his eyes, and the Taoist robe on his body shone slightly.

He murmured to himself: "The Gluttonous Giant Spirit Technique requires you to swallow flesh and blood until your stomach bursts. If you don't die, you will complete the technique and your body will grow with the increase in food intake."

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

He thumbed through it.

The content recorded on the bamboo slips is indeed a made-up technique such as the Taotie Giant Spirit Technique. Although the name is deceiving, the effect is relatively weak.

Ren Qing couldn't help but be deeply interested.

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

The result was naturally as expected. The invented spells could only simply target the physical body, and it was impossible to create complex spells.

Completely eliminating his sense of luck.

Even if Wuwei Dojo is like Abi Hell, it should be formed by Yang Shen 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 imitated his movements.

"Giving Immortal Technique..."

He looked at the wolf dog, and as soon as he finished speaking, the alien wolf let out an uneasy cry and tried to struggle to escape.

However, the futon directly bound the alienated wolf in place.

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

After just a few breaths, they couldn't withstand the alienation and disappeared into the Wuwei Dojo.

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

Perhaps because of its relatively large body, the husky survived even though blood oozed from its mouth and nose.

Even if the belly becomes more than four times larger, there is still life left.

Seeing this, Ren Qing hesitated for a moment, then blood condensed from the wall of the prison in his belly, and he was immediately given to Husky.

This is the blood of the Taotie Method, and it might be effective.

The husky secreted bloody flesh all over its body, wrapped itself into a fleshy pupa, and then stayed motionless in the prison.

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

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

His appearance was slightly off, even the jailer couldn't recognize him, and the Yamen didn't notice Shao Ren at all.

Wang Er attracted a lot of people's attention.

The two gangsters in the corner looked at each other and followed them maliciously, but as soon as they got closer, their expressions became trance-like.

Wang Er continued to wander.

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The preparations for worshiping the mountain god soon came to the last day.

Ren Qing only occasionally paid attention to sacrifices these days, focusing mainly on using preaching to create chaos.

Because his goal was to select gang members, the effect was even better than imagined.

This also allowed the Wuwei Sect's power in Heshan Town to gradually surface, which was beyond Ren Qing's expectation.

First, some of the yamen servants in the yamen, and secondly, the clan forces among the mountain people. These two groups of people have been looking for Wang Er.

Seeing this, Ren Qing took Wang Er into his belly and imprisoned him.

Then he saw some clues from the arrangement of worshiping the mountain god. Wuwei Sect seemed to be making big moves, and the reaction was more intense than imagined.

Ren Qing was not surprised but happy when he saw this. Naturally, the more mixed the water, the better.

If you really can't handle it, don't you still have the jailer's hall? At worst, just drink soup.

Moreover, after practicing for a long time, Ren Qing's longevity has reached early ten years.

But he did not choose to be promoted. On the one hand, he wanted to save some lifespan for promotion to Daoshengdao. On the other hand, promotion at this time would undoubtedly face the situation of depletion of lifespan.

The scale of worshiping the mountain gods has been formed. Next, Heshan will hold a twelve-hour ceremony to pray for peace.

Ren Qing walked out of the inn and asked Wang Er to mix in with the parade.

They soon arrived at the ridge, and the residents of Heshan Town began to spontaneously deliver food to the giant mountain statue.

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

Food was piled neatly on the altar.

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

The gong was sounded, and the sacrifice to the mountain god officially began. The mountain people spontaneously beat their chests and stamped their feet, imitating the howling wind in the mountains.

With Ren Qing's observation skills, even thousands of people can detect something is wrong inside.

With his peripheral vision, he found several people with dull faces, and there seemed to be traces of magic on their bodies. They were probably evangelists similar to Spider Woman.

Ren Qing suddenly felt confused. Could it be that the Wuwei Sect was planning to expose itself?

It's impossible to think about it. We are facing such a terrifying existence as the Jailer Hall. Even if the Immortal Master is promoted to the Yin Chao Realm, it won't be enough.

Unless there is something that makes the other party take action...

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

No matter what, the other party is definitely planning to cause trouble.

It doesn't matter whether you can break the game or not, but disrupting the layout is the most important thing.

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

Moreover, the targets he chose to preach to were all wealthy businessmen in addition to gang members.

After their consciousness was projected into the Wuwei Dojo, they couldn't help but scream fervently, wanting to rip out their hearts and lungs.

Several mountain people threw Wang Er to the ground.

Wang Er didn't struggle too much, but just looked at them with strange and inexplicable eyes, and his skin gradually turned purple-black.

That is the spread of canine distemper toxin, which can kill people in just a moment.

"You... know..."

"what?"

The middle-aged man with the scar subconsciously moved closer, only to hear Wang Er mutter a few words to himself indistinctly, and then died.

Screams came from the front of the team.

The wealthy businessman with a big belly and all the gold and silver suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, his belly getting bigger and bigger uncontrollably.

He couldn't help but retched and spit out a heart the size of a fist.

"You... these freeloaders."

The fat, wealthy businessman pointed his trembling right hand at the old man on crutches in the crowd. He was about to say something but lost his breath.

Residents scrambled to retreat, and the scene became slightly out of control.

But what surprised Ren Qing was that a wealthy businessman actually survived the side effects of the Pure Yang Wugou method, and then developed alienation under the influence of the fictitious method.

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

Ren Qing frowned slightly. Under such circumstances, it was inevitable that the Prison Guards Hall would be alerted. It would depend on how Wuwei Sect would respond to the unexpected situation.

The jailer rushed to the site of the sacrifice. The leading woman let out a shrill cry, and the crowd suddenly became quiet.

At the same time that Wang Er died, Ren Qing's soul appeared directly in Wuwei Dojo.

The soul is wearing a gray robe, and it happens to mix among those rich businessmen.

There was no preacher in Wuwei Dojo at this time, and the futon in the center seemed to be prepared for the Immortal Lord, who was really inviting you to enter the urn.

As long as the Immortal Master still hasn't become a Taoist official, as a Taoist official, he will be able to overwhelm him, and maybe he can use this to force the opponent out.

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

Zeng Lin is one of the few monks in the Ghost Realm among the guards of Heshan Town.

She looked extremely gloomy and quickly asked several reservists to check on the body of the sudden death to find out the situation.

The old man on a crutch stopped Zeng Lin and said with a smile: "Sir, we mountain people will not bother you with our own affairs."

"Mr. Liu, I just want to confirm whether it has anything to do with Yaoxie."

Zeng Lin glanced at the other party.

The mountain people have a strong clan concept, which makes them very united, and even the yamen cannot interfere with many things.

This person's name is Liu Bao, and he was the talker 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 god from being angry, it is impossible to go into details..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt the arms of the two people supporting him tremble.

Liu Bao subconsciously looked around. Many people were in a similar situation, and their faces showed deep-rooted fear.

There is an additional figure in Wuwei Dojo.

The seven or eight faces on the Immortal Master's neck looked a little ugly, and he did not notice Ren Qing mixed in among the seekers.

Whisk waved.

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

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

Zeng Lin didn't notice any traces of the technique, but she still felt chills standing on end.

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

When encountering something like this that is obviously related to the mountain people, it is easiest to hand it over directly to the Jailer Hall. There is no reason to go and fight.

Zeng Lin paused.

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

The people didn't seem to notice it, and they still knelt down and recited blessings for peace. The scene was horrifying.

Seeing this, she didn't care so much, and wanted to leave here with her reserves, but she suddenly noticed the changes in the surrounding environment.

By the time Zeng Lin reacted, she had already arrived at a strange dojo.

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

“Please sit down!!!”

"Give me the Dharma!!!!"

Zeng Lin sat uncontrollably on the futon, listening to the crazy words from the Immortal Master's mouth, her heart was filled with shock.

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

Zeng Lin and Liu Bao headed towards Heshan Town, but there was nothing like the swords drawn before.

Ren Qing was stunned for a moment, and was immediately shocked by the boldness of the Wuwei Sect.

He looked towards the mountainside and saw a figure coming towards here. He should be the preacher controlled by the fairy master.

The Immortal Master seems to have realized something, and plans to kill the chickens and take the eggs from the evangelists he raised, hoping to use Dao Yun to be promoted to a grand official.

The seekers were held hostage by the clan, but they did not put up much resistance.

　The next chapter will be posted later, because work is taking up coding.

　
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