Immortal Cultivation – I Can Save The Costs

2022-05-11

Chapter 122 Really. Dog Taoist

Ren Qing made his way through the crowd, and quickly squeezed into the front of the team.

They are now in the north of Heshan Mountain. Because of the surrounding mountains, the sun is shaded, so there are not many plants and trees.

A giant mountain, Divine Idol, is carved out of the surface of the mountain, which is simply impossible without dozens or hundreds of years.

The old and frail old man was helped out of the crowd. He came to the ridge and knocked on the dragon head scepter in his hand.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became silent.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes.

This person will not be a preacher, so write it down first.

The old man coughed for a moment before slowly opening his mouth and said, “There have been a lot of unprovoked disasters this year, so we decided to sacrifice to Spiritual God three days later.”

“Come here, for the sake of The mountain god whisks the dust.”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of gongs and drums sounded, and then many strong young people came to the giant mountain Divine Idol.

They started digging the gravel at the foot of Divine Idol with their bare hands.

Wait until the gravel was cleared out, Ren Qing noticed that the base of the giant mountain Divine Idol was a little weird, and the more it looked, the less it looked like a natural formation.

The material of the base is similar to marble, but the texture is not black and gray, but a dark red like blood coagulation.

And it is engraved with words, all of which record a personal name.

Somewhat similar to the Virtuous Achievement Stone Tablet in the temple, the monks engraved the believers who donated money on the stone tablet to seek the blessing of the Buddha.

Then the carriage brought the smaller mountain Divine Idol over.

The craftsmen followed behind the carriage, hammering the Divine Idol’s face with a hammer and chisel, intending to carve it out in a short time.

Fortunately, the area involved is not large, so you don’t need to waste too much time.

The youth is still digging the gravel, even if the body is weak because of too much bleeding, at most people can be replaced and continue.

Then, the rich businessmen in Heshan Town arrived late, and most of the names of the pedestals came from their donations.

Ren Qing’s gaze fell on that small mountain, Divine Idol, and after a moment of hesitation, he kicked the gravel with his foot. They collided with each other and made a crisp sound.

didn’t expect Divine Idol’s rock layer is less solid than expected, indicating that it is not a complete entity, and there may even be Tibetans among them.

Could it be that the so-called invitation to God is actually a preacher?

Ren Qing did not act rashly.

Probably until the evening, when the setting sun briefly shines on the ridge, the carving of the face is almost complete.

The excavation of the gravel has long since ended, and the young man began to bandage his injuries.

They will receive a generous sum of money from the wealthy businessmen, which can be regarded as cleaning dust for the base in place of the latter.

Since the key is reached, there will naturally be a jailer.

Ren Qing did find the silhouettes of several reservists through his double pupils, and he was not in the least conceals standing on the eaves or tree branches.

It made Ren Qing more convinced of the previous guess.

The base of Wuweimen should be in the surrounding mountain villages, and in the city, it will only be tied up, although there are not many people to preach.

Residents tied the mountain Divine Idol with ropes, and dozens more stood on the ridge.

They made a neat slogan, the mountain Divine Idol gradually pulled to the most central position, and the crowd cheered deafeningly.

Then the residents began to set up the altar.

Seeing this, the crowd left one after another. The preparation work will take at least three days. When the time comes, it is to worship the mountain god and pray for a good harvest.

No one noticed at all, that small mountain Divine Idol had changed a little, and there was an inexplicable enthusiasm in the stone eyes.

A familiar voice sounded in Ren Qing’s ear.

“Daoshengdao, Wuwei door…”

Ren Qing let the divided soul enter the Wuwei Dojo.

Hundreds of people sat on the futon, and in the center was a Dao Child with protruding eyes.

Seeing that it is not a fairy master, Ren Qing is not ready to beat the grass to scare the snake.

He needs the Wuweimen to relax his vigilance, and it’s better to make this pool of water cloudy, otherwise he must meet force with force.

In a sense, the two are like locusts tied to one rope.

They don’t want the Jailer Hall to interfere in the Wuwei Dojo, but their interests are in conflict with each other, so it depends on who can’t stand it.

Ren Qing’s body walked towards Inn with a cold smile on his face.

For hunters, how to attract wild beasts is a problem. In addition to arranging traps with food, in fact, if wild beasts are afraid, they will naturally refrain from shooting at the rat for fear of breaking the vases.

What the Wuweimen is most afraid of is undoubtedly being noticed by the Jailer Hall.

Ren Qing intends to take advantage of this to test the layout of Wuwei Gate in Heshan Town, and it is best to take advantage of this.

He went back to the Inn and rested, not opening his eyes until late at night.

The Dojo of Wuwei has long since ended, but Dao Child did not teach the fictitious spells, and the methods were more like temptation.

Ren Qing cautiously slipped out of the Inn from the window, and then quietly touched the location of the Yamen in Heshan Town.

A dozen arresters were patrolling the yamen, and only Fireman Hall was still smoking white smoke, indicating that they were burning corpses.

Ren Qing’s goal is naturally not a yamen.

illusion unfolds, his silhouette blends into the moonlight, appearing indistinctly in the dark night and can’t see the difference.

He mainly didn’t want to be exposed to the jailer, and the rest of the yamen were innocuous. At worst, he used the twin nightmare demonic cultivator to change his memory.

Ren Qing looked around for a while, and finally stopped at the Yamen near the corner.

This is a cell for prisoners. The internal structure is not much different from that of Sanxiang City. They all extend down to the ground.

Ren Qing could feel that there must be a jailer nearby, and it shouldn’t be in the prison, but he didn’t plan to go in after seeing this.

Dragon Snake ridges drilled directly into the soil, and soon the prisoners were found, with dozens of people inside.

Ren Qing’s plan is simple.

Since he is the Taoist official of Wuwei Dojo, he must be able to preach, and he can even turn ordinary people into Taoist officials.

If within the range of Heshan Town, an uncontrolled Daoist suddenly appeared.

Wuweimen will definitely get rid of Daoist quickly, otherwise, if the jailer hall is alerted, it is very likely that the radish will be pulled out and the mud will be pulled out.

Ren Qing intends to find suitable candidates from these prisoners, and takes advantage of the opportunity to worship the mountain god to stimulate the Wuweimen.

Dragon Snake ridges quickly pick a prisoner who has been incarcerated for many years through the attached soul.

The circumstances of this person’s rape and criminal offense are more serious, but they will not be decapitated in the food market, so they are imprisoned indefinitely as if they were forgotten.

The yamen usually don’t count the number of people. After all, there is only one entrance and exit to the cell, and it is basically impossible to escape from prison.

Even if the yamen notices, then it is estimated that Ren Qing has achieved his goal.

Ren Qing left the yamen and entered the prison in the womb with the broken soul.

The old prisoner appears to be in his twilight years, having been locked up for at least several decades, resulting in degeneration throughout his body.

But what Ren Qing wants is this kind of person who has no connection with the outside world, so as not to have an accident.

The old prisoner suddenly felt the long-lost light, he opened his eyes hazy, his expression became extremely stunned.

Who would have thought of waking up, the environment in which you are in a drastic change.

The walls around all are made of flesh and blood, and they will wriggle from time to time, and you can still feel the residual warmth when your palms are placed on the ground.

The old prisoner held his temples incredulously, and after a while, he reacted: “This is an endless hell…”

He has spent twenty years in the cell, and even why did he enter the prison in the first place? Prison has almost been forgotten, and death is actually not much different from liberation.

Go out of one silhouette inside the wall.

The old prisoner just wanted to ask, but he felt his head dizzy and fell to the ground.

【Wang Er】

【Age: Forty-eight】

【life essence: Three years】

Ren Qing without the slightest Casting of hesitation into a dream.

Wang Er’s dreams are extremely fragmented, because he spends most of his time in an all black, no daylight cell, and his memory is not even as good as that of a six- or seven-year-old child.

This makes it easier to tamper with.

Ren Qing didn’t make too many changes, just blurred out the experience in prison. Anyway, he is a dying tool man.

Separate Soul closed his eyes, and meditated in his mouth: “The Dao produces the Dao, the Wuwei Dao…”

He came to the Wuwei Dao in a trance.

Ren Qing was not in a hurry to pull Wang Er’s consciousness in. First, he erased the landscape on the daoist robe and turned it into the ordinary clothes of a Taoist seeker.

After a while, a silhouette appeared in front of Ren Qing.

Wang Er’s consciousness entered the dojo.

Under the influence of Wuwei Dojo, the old prisoner is full of fanaticism.

Ren Qing’s expression was very strange, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help twitching.

What surprised him was that in addition to the expected Wang Er, the three alien wolves and the husky also came in.

They wear daoist robes that don’t fit, like animals in a theater.

The husky howled, then jumped up and down the dojo excitedly.

I can’t wait to hit the wall with my head to show the demolition nature vividly and thoroughly.

Ren Qing’s forehead burst with blue veins.

Then he forcibly pressed the husky on the futon. The three alien wolves seemed very well-behaved and sat up on their own.

Ren Qing ignored the husky’s strange wolf-like voice, and then stared at the old prisoner, with a slight light in his eyes, like Immortal God at this moment.

Wang Er grabbed the ground with his head, calling heartbreakingly: “The Dao produces the Dao, the inaction Dao…”

“Would you like to become a Dao official?”

“Wish!! Wish!!”

Ren Qing placed his right hand on Wang Er’s forehead, the landscape on the daoist robe was a little dim, and the colorful Dao Rhyme melted into the other party’s body.

Wang Er’s gray robe turned pure white.

While Ren Qing’s Dao Rhyme was not reduced much, Dao Sheng Dao did not become incomplete again.

In the prison in the womb, Wang Er’s body was still in a coma, and he didn’t even realize that he had become a Taoist official.

Ren Qing can let Wang Er show his Daoist ability at any time if he wants to.

In this way, everything is ready.

Ren Qing then looked towards the three wolf dogs and thought to himself.

He knew that Wuwei Dojo could invent spells, but such spells could not be promoted, and their potential was extremely limited.

Ren Qing naturally wouldn’t try cultivation, but what about letting wild beast master it?

Even if the meat quality becomes delicious, it can be used as a reserve food. In fact, it is really good to think about it.

He picked up the bamboo slips on the wooden table and flipped through them. It seemed that there was no suitable one, so let’s try to create a spell that is suitable for the wolf dog first.

Thanks to book friend 151110073253486 for the reward.

(End of this chapter)