Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 108 Technique [DaoDaoDao] (Please order first)

  Ren Qing just had this idea in his heart, and found that his clothing has also changed, and it has gradually approached the form of Taoist robes.

   But compared to the student's white, his Taoist robe is darker.

   He couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw this. He looked around the dojo, and the details everywhere came into his eyes. This is definitely not something that can be formed by magic.

   What surprised Ren Qing the most was that he could vaguely find that there was a cave outside the dojo, like a lake or an enlarged pond.

   But the inside of the pond is extremely barren, the stagnant water is dark green, and there are a large number of huge corpses that cannot be seen...

  The sky is broken like a mirror.

   It feels like a dojo in a snail shell.

  Ren Qing's heart suddenly felt unbelievable, he reached out to touch the floor subconsciously, and his face changed greatly in an instant.

  【? ? ? 】

  【Age: 1,134】

  【Shouyuan: Five years】

  【Skill: Dao Dao Dao (Wuwei Dojo)? ? ? 】

  【? ? ? 】

   [Dao Dao Dao was created by Tian Daozi, and cultivation requires three eggs of Tian Dao, which are used to replace the positions of the brain, left lung, and heart respectively, and can only be cultivated without death. 】

  Ren Qing's eyes narrowed, who would have thought that this place is similar to Avici Hell, formed by a powerful technique.

   Dao Sheng Dao should be the key to get in and out.

   But compared to Avici Hell, Wuwei Dojo is close to collapse, with only five years left. Could it be that Xiangxiang still has a force comparable to the Jailer's Hall?

   That's not right, the Blind Taoist's act of preaching, even if the target is ordinary people, the jailer's hall will definitely be aware of it for a long time.

   It means that the blind Taoist may have come to Xiangxiang recently...

   Just looking at the scene outside the dojo, I am afraid that the Wuwei Dojo has been destroyed, right? Is the blind Taoist a survivor somewhere?

   In Ren Qing's stunned moment, the student's expression became frenzied.

   They knelt on the futon and called out the "Wuwei Dao" in a deafening voice.

   Ren Qing's body is still in the examination room, and the students are all writing and writing, and there is no influence from the Wuwei Dojo.

  Separated Soul hesitated for a long time, seeing this, he walked slowly towards the center of the dojo, and as he approached the lecture, the smell of sandalwood slowly drifted away.

  Ren Qing uncontrollably murmured nervously to himself, and the student responded with "Daoshengdao, Wuweidao".

   Soul Separation can indeed easily pull away from the Wuwei Dojo, but he wants to find out the situation and dig out the Wuwei Taoist monk hidden in the Qinghe Gongyuan.

   As he sat cross-legged on the jade futon, the atmosphere became even more frenetic.

   "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 trance, the latter echoing the students' shouts with a crazy expression.

   This boy should be the monk who pulled himself into the Wuwei Dojo.

   Everything around is grotesque.

   Daotong opened his mouth and said, "Give the book of Dao, give three o'clock."

   After he finished speaking, a table of flesh and blood grew in front of everyone, on which was a bamboo slip made of spliced ​​bones.

  Ren Qing tried to move the position, but found that he seemed to be stuck to the futon, and there was no way to leave if he wanted to split his soul.

   Fortunately, even if the split soul is damaged, it will have little effect on the main soul.

  The students began to read the bamboo slips in front of them, and exclaimed in admiration.

   Daotong looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction, his eyeballs accidentally fell, he quickly picked it up and stuffed it into the socket of his eye.

  Ren Qing opened the bamboo slip after hesitating for a moment.

   The big deal is that the soul is destroyed, he has to see what is recorded in the Taoist book, it can't really be magic, right?

   What surprised him was that the contents recorded on the bamboo slips seemed incomprehensible. They were all practicing magic techniques at exaggerated prices, just like the crazy words of the corpse dogs in the prison hall.

   And there is no prompt in the information flow, the explanation is completely useless.

  Ren Qing saw this, and the body quietly searched in the Qinghe Gongyuan.

   Two hours passed quickly. He just confirmed that the more than 200 students in the examination room were ordinary people, but he still did not gain anything.

The   Wuwei Dojo immediately changed.

   Daotong said loudly: "It's two o'clock, do you have any questions about your practice?"

  The students discussed with each other, and one of them suddenly asked: "Daoist, how to refine the body of dirt?"

   Many eyes turned to Ren Qing.

  Ren Qing didn't answer, all the students started shouting again, and he had to talk randomly in order to delay the time.

   "Eat more vegetarian dishes, eat less meat, um, exercise every day..."

   Kaka Kaka.

  Cracks spread on the wall, the statues of the three Taoist ancestors appeared to collapse, and the powder fell like raindrops.

   Even Ren Qing didn't notice that Yuanshi Tianzun's palm fell to somewhere.

  Ren Qing reluctantly made up: "Devouring thirty-six human hearts every day, and when the blood returns, it can be made into a dirty body."

   The bamboo slips in front of him had an extra volume, and the cover was written "Pure Yang Wushou Law", and the content was a few words spoken.

"I see."

  The student suddenly realized that he opened his chest and abdomen and took out his heart.

   He then said loudly: "Fellow fellows, there are still thirty-five left, I wonder if you can hand them over to me?"

   Daotong nodded slightly: "No need, in the dojo, you naturally have the resources to practice immortality."

   "This Nima..."

  Ren Qing could never have imagined that the situation would develop like this, the main body was immediately ready for battle, and there was a sign of spitting out dragon and snake ridges at any time.

  The sound of brushes sliding on the paper can only be heard in the Qinghe Gongyuan.

  Ren Qing frowned tightly, looking for it recklessly by virtue of his identity as a jailer, and soon found the student who gave his heart in the dojo.

   The other party is writing quickly, and he can't see any strangeness at all.

  The student noticed Ren Qing and asked cautiously, "Sir, did you do something wrong?"

   "Are you feeling unwell?"

   "How could... uh."

  He covered his heart violently, and then lay on the ground with a face ashen, his chest heaving and his hands and feet constantly struggling.

   The clerk Zhao who rushed over asked frightenedly, "What's the situation?"

   "You guys quit."

  Since the jailer spoke, Zhao Shuli and the others naturally left the private room with their legs weak.

   Under Ren Qing's gaze, the student's abdomen began to gradually swell, and a strange gurgling sound came out of his throat.

  Ren Qing stepped forward to contact the other party, 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 my stomach was full of dozens of hearts, and some of them were still bloody, and it seemed that they had just been removed.

   and the dojo where the split soul is located.

   The futon where the students were sitting was empty, and the rest of the people were still roaring non-stop, almost deafening.

  Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, now there is only one thing he can be sure of.

The   Wuwei Dojo is probably destroyed, otherwise it would be impossible to create such a moth. Preaching is more like the obsession of a blind Taoist after going mad, which makes it so strange and inexplicable.

   Another voice resounded in the ears of the divided soul: "Please, the Taoist official, and then give the Taoist method!!!"

   (end of this chapter)