Ren Qing had just had this idea in his mind and found that his clothes had also changed, gradually approaching the form of Taoist robes.
But compared to the student's white, his robe is darker.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but frown slightly. He looked around the dojo, and the details everywhere came into view. This was definitely not something that could be created by magic.
What shocked Ren Qing the most was that he could vaguely find a cave outside the dojo, which seemed to be a lake or an enlarged pond.
But the pond was extremely barren, the stagnant water was dark green, and there were a large number of huge corpses floating in the pond that could not be seen...
The sky is even more shattered like a mirror.
It feels like a dojo inside a snail shell.
Ren Qing felt an incredible feeling in his heart. He subconsciously touched the floor with his hand, and his expression suddenly changed.
【? ? ? 】
[Year: One thousand one hundred and thirty-four]
[Shouyuan: five years]
[Skill: Dao Dao Dao (Wuwei Dao)? ? ? 】
【? ? ? 】
[Tao Dao Tao was created by Tian Daozi. For cultivation, three eggs of Tiandao are needed to replace the positions of the brain, left lung, and heart respectively. It can only be completed without death. 】
Ren Qing narrowed his eyes. Who would have thought that this place was similar to Abi Hell, formed by the magic of a certain powerful person.
Tao Sheng Tao should be the key to entry and exit.
But compared to Abi Hell, Wuwei Dojo is on the verge of collapse, with only five years left. Is it possible that Xiangxiang still has a force comparable to that of the Jailer Hall?
No, if the blind Taoist preaches to an ordinary person, the jailer will definitely notice it after a long time.
This shows that the blind Taoist may have just come to Xiangxiang recently...
Just looking at the scene outside the dojo, I'm afraid Wuwei Dojo has been destroyed. Is the blind Taoist a survivor somewhere?
While Ren Qing was stunned for a moment, the student's expression became fanatical.
They knelt on the futons and shouted "The Way of Wuwei", their voices deafening.
However, Ren Qing's true body was still in the examination room, and the students were all writing furiously, with no trace of the influence from Wuwei Dojo.
The divided soul hesitated for a long time, then slowly walked towards the center of the dojo. As it approached the lecture, a smell of sandalwood slowly wafted away.
Ren Qing murmured nervously to himself uncontrollably, and the student responded with "Tao gives birth to Tao, Wuwei Tao".
The split soul can indeed easily escape from the Wuwei Taoist temple, but he wanted to find out the situation and dig out the Wuwei Taoist monk hiding in Qinghe Gongyuan.
When he sat cross-legged on the jade futon, the atmosphere became even more feverish.
“What is Tao?!”
"What is Tao?!!!"
"What is Tao?!!!"
Ren Qing's ears were buzzing, and there was a Taoist boy beside him in a daze. The latter echoed the students' shouts with a crazy expression.
This Taoist boy should be the monk who pulled him into Wuwei Dojo.
Everything around is full of weirdness.
The Taoist boy said: "Give me the Taoist book for three hours."
After he finished speaking, a table of flesh and blood appeared in front of everyone, with a bamboo slip made of bones spliced on it.
Ren Qing tried to move his position, but found that he seemed to be stuck to the futon, and there was no way he could leave if he wanted to leave.
Fortunately, even if the split soul is damaged, it will have little impact on the main soul.
The student began to flip through the bamboo slips in front of him, making sounds of admiration.
The Taoist boy looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction, and his eyeballs accidentally fell down. He quickly picked it up and stuffed it into his eye sockets.
Ren Qing hesitated for a moment and then opened the bamboo slip.
At worst, the separated soul would be destroyed, but he wanted to see what was recorded in the Taoist book. It couldn't really be a spell, right?
What surprised him was that the contents recorded on the bamboo slips seemed confusing. They were all about practicing magic at exaggerated costs, just like the crazy words of the corpse dog souls in the prison hall.
Moreover, there is no prompt for the information flow, indicating that it is completely useless.
Seeing this, Ren Qing quietly started searching for the main body in Qinghe Gongyuan.
Two hours passed quickly. He just confirmed that the more than two hundred students in the examination room were ordinary people, but still gained nothing.
A sudden change occurred in Wuwei Dojo.
The Taoist boy said loudly: "Two o'clock is here, do you have any questions about practice?"
The students started discussing among themselves, and one of them suddenly asked: "Taoist official, how do you refine the body of dirt?"
Many eyes looked at Ren Qing.
Ren Qing did not answer, and all the students started shouting again. In order to delay time, he had to talk nonsense.
"Eat more vegetarian food, less meat and fish, um, exercise every day..."
Click click click.
Cracks spread on the wall, the statues of the three Taoist ancestors began to collapse, and powder fell like raindrops.
Even Ren Qing didn't notice that Yuanshi Tianzun's palm fell somewhere.
Ren Qing helplessly made it up: "Eat thirty-six human hearts every day, and when the blood returns, it can be transformed into a land of dirt."
There was an extra scroll on the bamboo slips in front of him, and the cover clearly said "Pure Yang Wushou Dharma", and the content was a few spoken sentences.
"I see."
The student suddenly understood and cut open his chest and abdomen to take out his heart.
He then said loudly: "Comrades, there are still thirty-five pills left. Can you give them to me?"
The Taoist boy nodded slightly: "No need. If you are in the Taoist temple, you will naturally have the resources to practice immortality."
"This is crazy..."
Ren Qing could not have imagined that the situation would develop like this. The main body was immediately ready, and the strange mouth was ready to spit out the dragon and snake spine at any time.
In the Qinghe Gongyuan, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of brushes sliding across the paper.
Ren Qing frowned and started searching recklessly based on his identity as a jailer. He soon discovered the student who had given his heart in the dojo.
The other party was writing furiously, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
The student noticed Ren Qing and immediately asked cautiously: "Sir, have you done anything wrong?"
"Are you feeling unwell?"
"How could...uh."
He covered his heart fiercely, and then he lay on the ground with a pale face, his chest heaving and his hands and feet constantly struggling.
Secretary Zhao who rushed over asked in fear: "What is going on?"
"You guys just exit."
Now that the jailer had spoken, Secretary Zhao and others naturally left the private room with weak legs.
Under Ren Qing's gaze, the student's abdomen began to gradually expand, and a strange gurgling sound came from his throat.
Ren Qing stepped forward to contact the opponent, and the information flow showed that there was an additional "Dao Sheng Dao (Remnant)" technique, which seemed to be undergoing some kind of alienation.
Before he could examine it carefully, the student's stomach burst open.
I saw that the stomach was filled to the brim with more than a dozen hearts, some of which were still covered in blood. It looked as if they had just been removed.
And in the dojo where the divided soul is located.
The futon where the student was sitting has been emptied out, and the rest of the people are still shouting about what is the way, almost deafening.
Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, and now he could only be sure of one thing.
I'm afraid Wuwei Taoist Temple has been destroyed, otherwise it would be impossible to create such a moth. Preaching is more like the obsession of a blind Taoist after going crazy, which makes it so weird and inexplicable.
Another voice rang in the divided soul's ears: "Please ask the Taoist official for more Taoist teachings!!!"
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