Ren Qing knew that for the Jailer Hall, Dameng Zhenren's achievement of the Yangshen realm was only beneficial, but it also brought great hidden dangers.
When he looked up at the dream made up of Tai Sui Dao Lord's corpse, he always felt inexplicably frightened, fearing that the dream would come true in the next breath.
boom……
The light and shadow in the land of Mingyu converged and transformed into Da Mengzhenren again.
From the outside, it seems that Dameng Zhenren has not changed at all, but the distorted light and shadow have a mysterious charm.
Ren Qing quickly took back the Heavenly Dream Seed.
Dameng Zhenren's tall figure looked around, stretched out his arm and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, powerful force acted on each of the guards, and they flew backwards towards the entrance and exit of Mingyu Land uncontrollably.
Ren Qing soon felt a thin film on his back, and the next moment he was in the bloody Abi Hell.
He felt tiredness coming from his mind, and his eyes couldn't help but twitch.
Before Ren Qing lost consciousness, he saw that the wound pierced by the rib on the stomach wall was slowly healing, and the rain of blood in the sky stopped.
However, without the blood rain, Abi Hell felt lifeless.
Moreover, there is still Tai Sui Dao Lord in the mid-air of Abi Hell, like a sharp sword hanging above the head of the prison hall, which makes people feel shuddering.
Ren Qing's body hit the wall of Sanxiang City uncontrollably, and he passed through the houses in an instant, and finally returned to the wing of the Huo Gong Hall.
He lay on the bed and snored and fell asleep.
Every jailer was in the same situation, except that the Yin Chai realm did not pass out.
This shows the horror of Yangshen Realm.
When Ren Qing woke up, he didn't know how much time had passed.
Just as he was about to open his eyes to understand the situation, he suddenly felt the Heavenly Dao Mengzhong in Niwan Palace trembling, and the magic weapon seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
It was obviously the fake soul inside that was causing trouble.
Ren Qing's hair stood on end.
Although the pseudo-soul cannot reach the level of Dameng Da Meng, it is still derived from the remnant soul of a monk in the Yangshen Realm and should not be underestimated.
The Dream Seed of Heaven creates cracks and will be completely destroyed if you are not careful.
Ren Qing hurriedly threw the Heavenly Dream Seed into the flesh and blood furnace, and then liberated King Xin, who was transformed from Zhong Hulu's soul, from the Bone Throne.
The original King Xin had a distorted face and a skeleton-like body waving his hands, but within a few steps he was reduced to ashes under the burning fire.
Click, click, click...
The cracks in the dream of heaven are getting denser and denser.
Seeing this, Ren Qing summoned the pseudo-soul to avoid damaging the Heavenly Dream Seed. It would take several months to breed it again.
The Heavenly Dream Seed obviously supported him for a long time while he was sleeping, but after the pseudo-soul escaped from the trap, it followed the meridians and came to the spine on its own.
Silently accept the nourishment of Huangquan's immortal bones.
Ren Qing's attention was focused on the pseudo-soul. Judging from its appearance, he couldn't figure out the situation at all.
The face of the pseudo-soul is distorted, constantly transforming between land and Django, and occasionally turning into the appearance of a black goat.
The emotions shown in its eyes are very complex, sometimes resentful, sometimes sad, sometimes greedy...
Under such circumstances, the pseudo-soul is already somewhat disintegrated, which shows that the remaining soul of Tiandaozi is quite flawed.
But after all, it was a pseudo-soul formed in the Yang Shen realm, and the flames of fire could not harm it at all, and could only watch it gradually dissipate.
Ren Qing shook his head. If the pseudo-soul wanted to resist, the flesh and blood furnace might not be able to withstand it.
He tried to let the Throne of Bones forcefully collect the pseudo-soul, but it had little effect.
Ren Qing suddenly felt troubled. The opportunity was right in front of him but he couldn't get it. Could he just return empty-handed...
It seems that if he wants to communicate with the pseudo-soul, his memory must be stimulated, but he really doesn't understand the land and Jiang Ge.
After hesitating for a moment, Ren Qing gritted his teeth and threw the ghost-wrapped soul into the flesh and blood furnace.
The ghost took the initiative to emit a touch of Youyuan to see if it had any effect.
The pseudo-soul seemed to sense the aura of Heavenly Law, and it took the initiative to transform into a black goat, muttering constantly to itself.
It really works.
Ren Qing simply brought the dragon and snake spines into the flesh and blood furnace.
After all, the dragon-snake spine is also a natal magic weapon that is integrated with the spine, and it has a taste of the underworld's fairy bones.
Ren Qing's split soul endured the pain caused by the burning and asked: "Master, I am Huang Qi, do you still remember?"
"who I am?"
"The founder of Wuwei Taoist Temple, Tian Daozi, founded the Jingzhou Immortal Sect, and he has outer disciples..."
"You lied to me and the Taoist temple was destroyed."
"The Taoist temple is destroyed!"
"The Taoist temple is destroyed!!!!"
The pseudo-soul becomes more and more unstable. It tries to find something in the messy memories, but instead it gets closer to being exterminated.
It feels like a dying old man who has voluntarily given up on life.
To be honest, after Tian Daozi's soul completely transformed into a black goat, I am afraid that he really cannot live or die.
Death was relief to him.
Ren Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead. If he couldn't control the pseudo-soul, he would have no choice but to let the other party turn into nothingness.
If he had known it, he would have awakened the memory of Jiang Ge or Lu. The two people's desire to survive is definitely much stronger than Tiandaozi.
But Ren Qing stared at Tian Daozi's painful expression and suddenly felt relieved.
Regardless of the outcome of Wuwei Taoism, from the perspective of Tian Daozi, he has already served as a role model for others.
Even if he died, he would still consider the Taoist temple and even the people of Jingzhou.
Ren Qing clasped his fists and saluted respectfully, but when he looked at Tiandaozi's dark eyes, he spoke out of nowhere.
"Master, are you willing?"
"Are you willing?"
Tian Daozi muttered, uncontrollable anger brewing in his mouth.
"How can I be willing to do so!!!"
"Destroy my orthodoxy and enslave my people, you deserve to die!!!!"
The flesh and blood furnace swelled to its limit and seemed to be shattered because of Tiandaozi.
Ren Qing took a breath and said with a wry smile: "Master, you have found a way to restrain the Heavenly Dao Insects."
The death intention exuded by the pseudo-soul has slightly restrained, and it seems to have a little more vitality.
There is an oval protruding from the surface of the ghost shadow, which is the golden elixir insect egg transformed by the Tiandao insect larvae.
It's just that the Tiandao insect larvae has completely turned into a puppet, without any intelligence, and looks like the heart in the ghost body.
"The founder of Tian Daozi, the Taoist lineage of Wuwei Taoism has not been destroyed."
The aura of the pseudo-soul condensed, and the flames of fire wrapped around the body. It was a sign of unwillingness to fate and the hundreds of thousands of people in Jingzhou.
"Master, please take a seat."
The pseudo-soul walked slowly towards the Throne of Bones, the traces of the black goat on his body gradually fading away, revealing the appearance of a white-haired child.
It stood in front of the Bone Throne and stopped, then turned its head.
Ren Qing felt a little uneasy when he saw this, fearing what would happen to Tiandaozi's memory, and he couldn't help but feel regret in his heart.
"Huang Qi, go back to Jingzhou quickly, where... there is a bloody sun in the sky, it's too late."
The pseudo-soul sat on the Bone Throne, his whole body became withered, and the madness in his eyes gradually dissipated, returning to clarity.
But those mixed memories gradually disappeared due to the burning of firewood.
After all, he is not the real Tiandaozi, just a soul with residual memories.
But as the newly born King Xin fueled the fire in the furnace of flesh and blood, the temperature of the Xinhuo reached a jaw-dropping level.
The lantern on the wall of the prison in his belly immediately changed, and the lamp oil inside filled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The light emitted by the lantern became stronger and stronger, and at the moment it turned white, it formed a light spot the size of a fist.
Ren Qing observed carefully. In fact, it was a light spot, more like a sun made of condensed fire, but it only gave off light but did not generate heat.
It is obviously a transformation of the Immortal Food Technique, but the area of the prison in the belly has also increased.
All the independent cells were spliced together, and finally turned into a prison of about ten miles, which was somewhat like the prototype of Abi Hell.
Blood vines spread along the walls, and flowers have grown on some parts.
Ren Qing couldn't help but feel happy.
Facts have proved that related spells can indeed complement each other, and are likely to involve the next level of the Jailer's technique.
If we can find the other techniques of the Wine and Meat Taoist, we will definitely make the prison in our belly become more like the real world.
He opened his eyes and ended the retreat, then opened the door and walked out of the wing of the Huo Gong Hall.
The sky is blue and the sun shines on the ground.
Sanxiang City has obviously returned to the outside world. Residents are talking in the streets, complaining about the dark clouds in the past few days.
Ren Qing sighed helplessly, no matter what, Ksitigarbha's summoning was over.
I just don't know if Huang Ziwan and others are in danger. Lu Xiaoyu is said to be assigned to guard Heshan Town, so the danger should be less.
Ren Qing wanted to use Tenon Yu to contact Song Zongwu to inquire about the situation, so he subconsciously took out the jailer's token.
When he came into contact with the Guard Token, he immediately felt that the material seemed to have changed slightly.
On the outside, it just has the mark of a head in a jar on the back, but Ren Qing vaguely feels that he can return to Abi Hell with the token.
It seems that Dameng Zhenren has completely mastered Abi Hell with Tai Sui.
Now drop blood on the jailer's token, and you can leave the outside world at any time.
Ren Qing was very curious about the effect of Dameng Zhenren's technique, and couldn't help but use the Fire Dream Seed to explore the status of the jailer's token.
It turned out that there was only a tiny grain of Tai Sui mixed in it.
Tai Sui also contains Ren Qing's blood aura, and other jailers except himself can no longer use it.
With Tai Sui, Ren Qing could even sense the area covered by Abi Hell.
He compared the map in the prison in his belly and immediately discovered something strange. Abi Hell had actually expanded to part of the swampy desert.
In other words, the jailer can return to Abi Hell at any time if he goes to Shuize.
Ren Qing raised his eyebrows.
Even if Da Meng Zhenren reaches the Yangshen realm, he still represents the Prison Hall.
Could it be that the Imperial Guards Hall has already started planning outside of Xiangxiang?
Mizusawa...
It's just that Xiangxiang has a lot of messes to deal with, and the jailer's manpower has become tense, so he should focus on testing.
Ren Qing felt a sense of urgency in his heart and must advance to the Yin Cha Realm as soon as possible.
The area outside Xiangxiang is not a mountain of gold and silver. It is a ferocious beast that only eats people without spitting out bones, and it is watching with eagerness.
At the same time, he could also understand the radical nature of the Jailer Hall.
This world is not suitable for human development.
Whether it is the Heavenly Dao Insect or the Supreme Heavenly Demon, even the Jailer Hall must rely on resources to grow.
In the final analysis, resources are mortals. After all, the source of magic is mortals.
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Thanks to Heath Ice Tea, book friend 151110073253586, lotus root starch, especially far and near, book friend 20220523205105545, Sen and Zero, and Mr. Aragami for the reward.
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