Chapter 93 Promoted to the Land of Dark Feathers with No Purpose
Chapter 93 Promotion to the Land of Mingyu without Eyes
Time flew by quickly, and the day to go to the Jailer's Hall soon came.
However, what surprised Ren Qing was that Song Zongwu did not come to the door as promised, but instead delivered a note to him through Mingya.
There wasn't much information on the note, it mainly mentioned that promotion to the Ghost Envoy Realm would take place in a place called "Ming Yu".
Ren Qing had never heard of "Ming Yu".
He was doubtful and carefully read the map given by Song Zongwu several times, but he could not find the so-called Ming Yu.
Ren Qing secretly guessed that it should be related to the giant crow, and maybe the other party was also a monk in the Zunyin Realm.
It's just that due to alienation, it completely transformed into an animal form.
Ren Qing waited patiently for half a day. Just when he was about to go to the Prison Hall on his own, Zhang Qiu suddenly appeared in the Fire Engineering Hall.
I saw Zhang Qiu carrying a package on his back, and the aura exuding from his body was extremely solemn.
The package squirmed from time to time, and a faint cry could be heard.
Zhang Qiu said with a slow expression: "Ren Qing, it just so happened that Lin Cheng was going to Mingyu, so Mr. Song entrusted me to take you with him."
The corner of Ren Qing's mouth twitched, this kind of behavior was really Song Zongwu's style.
He probably had something to do temporarily, so he couldn't get away after delivering Ming Yu's message, so he had to entrust others with it.
It may be dealing with land matters. After all, as a container containing strange objects, it is obvious at a glance that it has great use.
"What about Lin Chengcheng?"
Ren Qing glanced at Zhang Qiu's back subconsciously. Although he couldn't see the difference clearly, he could clearly feel that it was a living thing.
Zhang Qiu hesitated for a few moments and sighed.
He took off the cotton wrapped behind his back, revealing a half-meter-sized amber stone with a silver snake sealed inside.
The silver snake couldn't move, but the baby's voice came from its mouth.
Ren Qing noticed that Silver Snake actually had a human face. He could vaguely see Lin Cheng's appearance, but he felt that he had no intelligence at all.
Zhang Qiu didn't have much explanation, but it was probably some kind of extremely costly technique that caused Lin Cheng to fall into a semi-dormant state.
Ren Qing thought about it carefully, there was something strange about using magic to turn people into snakes.
As for Lin Cheng's recovery from his injuries, it depends on whether he can be promoted to the realm of ghost envoy. Only snake sloughing can save his life.
"Senior Zhang, where exactly is Ming Yu in the Prison Hall?"
Zhang Qiu was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that Ren Qing didn't know.
He answered vaguely: "Actually, it has something to do with the crow tasked with delivering the message. It's hard to say clearly."
Ren Qing asked curiously: "What is the difference between being promoted in Mingyu and the outside world?"
"This method of promotion has fewer risks, but it is only limited to the Ghost Envoy Realm."
Ren Qing thought secretly in his heart, not knowing what form it would take.
He did not continue to speak, and he did not intend to help Lin Cheng. After all, his friendship with the other party happened by chance.
Ren Qing and Zhang Qiu stepped into the doorway created by the bone key, and then arrived at the Jailer's Hall, where they were greeted by the familiar rain of blood again.
Zhang Qiu looked around, took out a piece of black-gray feather from his arms, and then dripped some blood.
The feathers absorb the blood and then spontaneously ignite without fire.
Smoke and dust drifted out.
Before Ren Qing could react, the huge shadow on the horizon was already close at hand, which showed how fast the giant crow was flying.
The fog spread, and the nearby jailer wisely stayed away from the ribs.
Zhang Qiu cupped his fists and saluted, and said loudly and respectfully: "Senior Tenon, I leave my nephew Lin Cheng to you."
Ren Qing was stunned for a moment, a crow called Tenon?
Tenon seemed to be aware of what Ren Qing was thinking, and said in a deep voice: "My original surname was Sun, but as time went by, I had long forgotten it, so they all called me Sun."
Then he opened his mouth and took in a breath, taking Ren Qing and Amber behind him.
The feathers, which are as thick as steel, feel light and light when stepped on.
Tenon was too lazy to pay attention to Zhang Qiu.
He spread his wings and flew away, reaching the top of the stomach wall in the blink of an eye, surrounded by clouds of blood mist.
Ren Qing opened his mouth. Ming Yu couldn't be talking about Ming Ya's back.
"Senior Tenon, can you try for promotion while staying here?"
Tenon said impatiently: "What's the hurry? It's not just you, there are three reserve soldiers. Please wait for a moment."
Ren Qing, please shut up immediately. These sinister circumstances are all due to a strange temper.
He came into contact and learned part of the other party's information. He was practicing a technique called "Death Cry".
[Created by the Crow Immortal, the practitioner's throat is taken out and replaced with a bird's throat. It can only be made by not dying for seven days and making a cry. 】
Ren Qing sat cross-legged and meditated on the Eyeless Dharma, and soon fell into a state of neither sorrow nor joy, and could even clearly feel the separation of body and soul.
Tenon glanced at Ren Qing a few times from the corner of his eye, his expression somewhat appreciative.
He didn't know the relationship between Song Zongwu and Ren Qing, but he only felt that the other party was extremely good in both talent and character.
Moreover, Ren Qing has obviously mastered a variety of spells, which represents an unimaginable talent.
As for Lin Cheng, Tenon didn't care at all.
In his eyes, Lin Cheng's body was completely eroded by the alienation of the Snake Sloughing Technique. Even if he could be promoted to the Ghost Envoy realm, he would never be able to master other techniques.
Potential is ultimately limited.
However, Lin Cheng still has hope of being promoted to the Yin Cha Realm.
But compared to Ren Qing, who has multiple paths to choose from, Lin Cheng can only hope that the snake sloughing method will not cause too serious bottlenecks.
Ren Qing is immersed in cultivation.
When the tenon landed again, he could clearly feel three people climbing up his back together, but they were silent and did not speak.
Ren Qing opened his eyes and found that there were two people he knew.
The most familiar one is Zhang Mu.
Ren Qing was not surprised that he chose to be promoted to the Ghost Envoy Realm. He could feel that Zhang Mu's aura was more restrained and he should have gained something in recent days.
The other middle-aged man was tall, and the technique he practiced should be related to the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and his facial features were several times larger than those of ordinary people.
The rest was a woman, wearing a leather jacket and her short hair tied up randomly.
Ren Qing had previously encountered him outside the Chen Family Baji Kung Fu Gym. The opponent transformed into a leopard man and attacked and killed a monster possessed by a strange thing in the foot meridians.
He was originally supposed to be a member of the Blood Dog Gang, but joined the Jailer Hall at an unknown time.
Leopard girl Zhou Mei glanced at Ren Qing, and she began to close her eyes to rest.
And Zhang Mu took the initiative to come over: "I didn't expect that Ren Qing, you would be promoted to the Ghost Envoy Realm just after you became a reserve."
Ren Qing smiled and replied: "It's just that the foundation accumulated previously is stronger, so the progress of practice is faster."
Zhang Mu hesitated after hearing this. He hesitated for a long time and then said softly: "Ren Qing, you can definitely settle down for a while. There are too many uncertainties in promotion within Mingyu..."
Ren Qing looked slightly surprised: "What?"
Zhang Mugang wanted to explain clearly, and the speed of tenoning further increased.
"Everyone, be careful, you are about to enter my lair next, Ming Yu!"
The feathers all over the body gradually turned translucent, and the wings flapped.
Ren Qing's pupils shrank, and he saw that the tenon was pointing in the direction of the wound on the stomach wall of Abi Hell, and then plunged in.
Instead of returning to the present world as imagined, a familiar feeling came to my mind.
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