Ren Qing knew that for the Prisoner's Hall, Dameng'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 Taoist Master Tai Sui'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 Meng Zhenren again.
From the outside, Dameng Zhenren seems to have 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 jailer, and they flew backwards towards the entrance and exit of Mingyu Land uncontrollably.
Ren Qing soon felt a thin film touch 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 has a lifeless feeling.
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 Huogong 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.
It was unknown how much time had passed when Ren Qing woke up.
Just as he was about to open his eyes to understand the situation, he suddenly felt the Heavenly Dreams 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 the real Dameng, it is still derived from the remnant soul of the Yangshen Realm monk and should not be underestimated.
The Dream Seed of Heaven creates many 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 had been transformed by 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 by the 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 during his coma, but after the pseudo-soul escaped from the trap, it followed the meridians and came to the spine of its own accord.
Silently accept the nourishment of the immortal bones of Huangquan.
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 complicated, 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 were unable to harm it at all, and could only watch helplessly as it gradually dissipated.
Ren Qing shook his head. If the pseudo-soul was willing to resist, the flesh and blood furnace might not be able to withstand it.
He tried to use the Throne of Bones to forcibly 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 takes the initiative to emit a touch of ghost energy to see if it has any effect.
The pseudo-soul seemed to feel the breath of heavenly law, and it took the initiative to transform into a black goat, muttering to itself continuously.
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?"
"Tiandaozi, the founder of Wuwei Taoist Temple, founded the Jingzhou Immortal Sect, and has outer disciples under him..."
"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'm afraid he really couldn't live or die.
Death is relief for him.
Ren Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead. If he couldn't control the pseudo-soul, he could only let the other party turn into nothingness.
If I had known earlier, I would have awakened the memory of Jiang Ge or Tu Tu. Their desire to survive would definitely be much stronger than Tiandaozi's.
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 set an example for others.
Even if he died, he would still think of 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!!!"
"Destroy my orthodoxy and enslave my people, you deserve to die!!!!!"
The furnace of flesh and blood expanded 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.
The ellipse protruding from the surface of the ghost shadow 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. This was a sign of reluctance 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, and the traces of the black goat on his body gradually faded, revealing the appearance of a child with white hair.
It stood in front of the Throne of Bones and stopped, then turned its head.
Ren Qing felt a little uneasy when he saw this, fearing what might happen to Tiandaozi's memory, and he couldn't help but feel regret in his heart.
"Huang Qi, go back to Jingzhou quickly, there... 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 Xin Fire 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 it carefully. In fact, it was a light point, more like a sun made of condensed fire, but it only gave out 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 out of some parts.
Ren Qing couldn't help but feel happy.
Facts have proven that related spells can indeed complement each other, and are likely to be involved in the next level of the Jailer Technique.
If we can find the other techniques of the Taoist of Wine and Meat, we will surely make the prison in the belly 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, and residents are talking a lot on 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 spell, 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.
Tai Sui also contains the aura of Ren Qing's blood, and other guards 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 Dameng Zhenren reaches the Yangshen realm, he still represents the prison hall.
Could it be that the Imperial Guards Hall has already started planning beyond 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 their bones. It is watching with eager eyes.
At the same time, he can also understand the radical nature of the Jailor Hall.
This world is not suitable for human development.
Whether it is the Heavenly Dao Insect or the Supreme 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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