deceitful cultivator

Chapter 66 We once tried to resurrect him

Ren Qing withdrew his gaze and glanced at Lin Cheng who was trembling on his shoulders.

Lin Cheng managed to maintain his consciousness and said: "Brother Ren, the ribs may be a token of entry and exit from the jailer's hall, don't forget."

"Let's go out first."

Lin Cheng didn't answer, and passed out after reminding him.

Ren Qing sighed.

If Lin Cheng's life can be saved, it will only be good for him.

The jailers are intriguing, and it is always good to have more friends.

His legs grew fine wolf fur, his speed increased again, and his physical exertion decreased accordingly.

As Ren Qing got closer and closer to his ribs, the blood rain gradually became pouring, and even he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Fortunately, blood water is not corrosive, otherwise there is only a dead end.

Ren Qing silently memorized the direction and ran towards the destination, while Lin Cheng was already dying.

When he reached below the ribs, he couldn't help opening his eyes and looking around, and found that the prison hall was extremely vast.

I don't know where the strange things are stored.

Ren Qing pulled out the big seedling knife and slashed hard, sparks flew everywhere, and there were white marks on the surface of the ribs.

But he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, his ribs were not as tough as imagined, which of course also showed that the Yang God Realm was indeed on the verge of death.

Ren Qing slashed several times in a row, and removed two pieces the size of a thumb.

The gap on the ribs recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding flesh and blood walls shook slightly, and then returned to calm.

Ren Qing played with the bones.

I found that its characteristics are very strange, and they will turn into powder when they touch each other.

He stuffed a bone into Lin Cheng's arms, put his own bone into his stomach, and walked along his ribs towards the gap in the jailer's hall.

There was nothing unusual on the road, and Ren Qing soon came to the junction of the gap.

From the inside to the outside, one can see a heart as huge as a mountain, beating at an extremely slow frequency.

The heart is dark red, and the blood flowing from the connected blood vessels has become black ink.

Under normal circumstances, this is only the case with corpses.

Ren Qing couldn't help frowning slightly.

Except for the heart, he didn't see the rest of the internal organs. I don't know if it's because of his limited field of vision.

Ren Qing came to the wound and sent Lin Cheng there first.

Lin Cheng disappeared out of thin air.

It seems that the stomach wall completely separates the outside world, making Abi Hell like a small world, a small world formed by magic.

Ren Qing has already made a choice in his heart, and when his lifespan is sufficient, he will be promoted to the Taotie method.

As for the newly obtained armor-piercing skill, if you can figure out how to cultivate it, you can choose to break through to the semi-corpse state on your own.

He glanced back at the Jail Hall, turned around and burrowed into the hole in the stomach wall.

Ren Qing only felt his head spinning, and the flow of Qi and blood in his body accelerated several times.

When he came back to his senses, there was a familiar rockery in front of him, but the wooden door had long since disappeared.

Ren Qing greedily inhaled the impurity-free air, as if his body and soul had been baptized.

There was also a jailer standing beside the rockery, and when he came out, he began to scribble and alter the books.

And Lin Cheng was lying not far away, his breath was as thin as a gossamer, and he would lose his vitality at any moment.

Just as Ren Qing wanted to step forward to check, Zhang Qiu suddenly appeared beside him.

Zhang Qiu's expression was slightly anxious. He fed Lin Cheng a few blood-red pills, and then slapped him on the back with his palm.

Afraid of being angered, Ren Qingsheng explained: "Lin Cheng's injury came from a monk named Sun Yishan, who has been killed by me."

"I'm not going to repay kindness with grudges."

"Thank you."

Zhang Qiu picked up Lin Cheng, and disappeared in a few moments.

Ren Qing shook his head, and was just about to return to the Huogongtang when he suddenly realized that he was covered in blood and looked in a panic.

If you walk in the yamen, you may have to be arrested by patrolling police within a hundred steps.

He found a corner nearby, changed into the clothes he had prepared in his stomach, and then went to the firework hall.

After returning to the Huogongtang, even Xiao Wu and others didn't notice that he had left, after all, Ren Qing had only been in and out of Abi Hell for half a day
Ren Qing walked straight into the wing room.

As soon as he opened the wooden door, he noticed Song Zongwu sitting cross-legged inside the room.

Song Zongwu's four arms pinched Fajue and recited scriptures respectively, and his muscles were exercising at a specific frequency.

Although Ren Qing was full of doubts, he did not disturb Song Zongwu, but poured some tea and waited quietly for the other party to finish.

It wasn't until the night was dark that Song Zongwu opened his eyes with a smile in his eyes.

"Sooner than I thought."

Ren Qing hesitated to speak, if you didn't tell me anything about the situation, maybe I could have lunch after I came out.

"Senior Song, I'm a reserve now, right?"

"kindness?"

"I forgot to remind you to get the bone key. You should go to the jailer's hall again. Anyway, the first time is familiar and the second time is familiar."

The corner of Ren Qing's mouth twitched, and then a piece of bone spit out from his mouth.

Song Zongwu nodded and said, "This is indeed a bone key."

"Feed blood to the bone spoon for more than ten breaths, and a doorway to the jailer's hall will be born, but it can only be used once."

"It must be nourished with blood every five days, otherwise it will be reduced to ashes."

Ren Qing sliced ​​open the palm of his hand with a large miao knife, and the bone spoon was absorbed eagerly, and he swallowed it back into his stomach after a few breaths.

Song Zongwu said in a deep voice, "Is there anything you want to ask?"

"What's going on in the prison hall..."

"The Jail Hall is actually in the body of a certain Yangshen Realm Almighty, who somehow lost his soul and barely survived."

Song Zong continued without hesitation for a moment: "The side-stomach of the Taotie method and the jailer hall come from the same origin, and their potential is immeasurable."

"Because the sub-stomach of Yangshen Realm is Avici Hell, that monk is called Ksitigarbha."

Ren Qing changed the topic and asked: "Senior Song, I encountered a monster with a human face and a dog's body in the prison hall. Is it related to strange things?"

"I even met a dead dog."

Song Zong was slightly surprised with no expression on his face, and he simply told the whole story about the Jail Hall.

It has long been unknown which monk established the prison hall.

It is estimated that they entered the Abi Hell by chance and accident, because they had no idea where the Ksitigarbha King was.

Hundreds of years have passed, and Avici Hell barely maintains the status quo.

During this period, the jailer has been trying to find the trace of Ksitigarbha, but still nothing.

Ren Qing's scalp was numb: "Can you roughly determine the range?"

"As long as you are in Xiangxiang, you can use the bone key to enter the Jail Hall, so it is speculated that it should be somewhere in Xiangxiang."

Ren Qing actually doesn't know much about the collective name of Xiangxiang, and most of the people have never even been outside the city in their entire lives.

We only know that the area divided with Sanxiang City as the center is called Xiangxiang.

He suddenly realized that the yamen would not use the prison hall to transport food, anyway, it could bring items into it.

There must be towns in Xiangxiang that are dedicated to grain production.

Song Zongwu saw the doubts on Ren Qing's expression: "After you get the identity token of the reserve, you can go to the secret pavilion in the prison hall to check the map. There are also information about the restricted areas."

In fact, in order to minimize the impact of the restricted area, the yamen usually blocked the news from the outside world, and only the guards could get in touch.

"As for the dead dog, it's actually related to a technique called 'Spiritualism'."

"We... once tried to revive King Ksitigarbha..."

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