Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 320 Longevity, born noble

  Ren Qing returned to the house and deliberately changed his clothes before starting to practice. After all, the stench of the pus from the Nanfeng was too obvious.

   From the attitude of the clan elders, it can be seen that Wei'an Town still wants to be safe, and all methods are to please the imminent immortals.

   But think about it.

   Compared with the immortals of the immortal species transformed by strange things, the body martial cultivators do not have any advantages, and the disease species is also used to cultivate the tree fairy.

   Just the breath of the diseased beast can drive the cultivator crazy, and even cause the disease to grow distorted and out of control.

  Ren Qing used ghosts to check the information flow of sick beasts.

  【Ai Liang】

  【Age: Seventy-six】

  【Shouyuan: 13th day of the ninth year】

  【Disease species: hysterical tree species, deformed disease species】

   The so-called sick beasts are just monks affected by hysteria, exuding an aura that induces madness, but it is far less than the statue of Shouxian.

   In Ren Qing's view, the sick beast couldn't reach the level of a half-corpse at all, and there was no spiritual intelligence at all, but this situation made the body martial cultivator extremely embarrassed.

   The body martial cultivator might not even have the strength to fight back in front of the longevity species.

   Seeing the immortal seed coming, Ren Qing felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

   He is no longer distracted to practice the night travel swordsmanship, and puts all his energy on the Netherworld Insect Technique, striving for an early promotion to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

   Early morning of the second day.

  Ren Qing walked out of the wing and met Xu Sanliang again, the latter's expression was a little tired, it could be seen that he hadn't rested all night.

  Xu Sanliang nodded to Ren Qing and wanted to leave Qingfeng Pavilion in a hurry.

   But he stopped abruptly before taking a few steps, turned his head and reminded: "Mountain Road, stop polishing your body these days, and get started with physical martial arts as soon as possible..."

   "Oh, I don't know if it's too late?"

  Xu Sanliang couldn't help but hesitate, and finally walked out of the door quickly.

  Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, the disease will be affected by the hysterical breath emitted by the diseased beast, but the physical force can somewhat resist it.

   Nan Feng only touched the sick beast for a moment, and the hysterical breath almost made her liquefy.

   Qi Yun's cultivation base is much higher than Nanfeng's, and his physical and martial arts have reached the perfection of the half-corpse realm, so he will have spare strength when facing sick beasts.

"drink…"

  Ren Qing shook his head, and walked to the open space outside the wing without a hitch, grabbing the heavy stone ball with both hands and squatting up.

  The invisible breath spreads out.

   For him, polishing the body also has the effect of slightly stimulating the disease.

  Because the worm body compresses the flesh and bones, Ren Qing himself does not know how far the restrictions will be liberated now.

   It's a pity that there is no physical force related to the giant chemical disease and the flesh-enhancing disease, otherwise Ren Qing is confident that his physique will increase several times out of thin air.

   He took a deep breath, and the pores all over his body seemed to be able to breathe in the evaporated sweat.

  After grinding iron swordsmanship to the half-corpse realm, Ren Qing didn't feel like a warrior, but a fierce beast hiding his head in the dark.

  Xu Tu and other disciples were all asleep, but they opened their eyes at the same time.

   They only felt that their whole body was jolted, and the sleepiness in their minds disappeared, so they immediately sat up from the bed, and then washed and got ready.

  The silence of Qingfengkan was suddenly broken.

   Of course, not only the Wushukan, but the entire Wei'an Town became noisy.

  Nanfeng's headless body was soon found, and it was still alive after several hours of death, and then a large number of officers and soldiers surrounded the alley.

   The inexplicable head of the body martial cultivator is not a trivial matter, especially when the immortal is about to approach an important juncture.

   Fortunately, the Black Stone Pavilion suppressed the chaos brought by the south wind.

   But other troubles followed.

  Because of the wanton relationship of the sick beasts, mourning came one after another from the residential area, and an unpleasant stench permeated.

   Although there have been casualties recently, it is far less exaggerated than it is today.

  The corpses lifted from inside made the onlookers horrified…

  It was quite normal during his lifetime, but after his death, a few heads suddenly grew; the flesh was completely corroded, leaving only a complete skeleton to wrap the internal organs; the teeth grew in reverse, forcibly bursting the skull straight through the brain.

   In simple terms, corpses are deaths caused by diseases out of control.

   Even if they barely survived, many people could no longer see their human form, and some people could not even accept the choice to commit suicide.

   On the contrary, there are not many cases of children's diseases getting out of control. It should be related to the weak constitution. After all, diseases also need sufficient nutrition.

  The sun just pierced the horizon, but for more than half an hour, the sound of funeral musical instruments began to be heard, and the paper money floated down.

   What made Ren Qing a little puzzled was that the people of Wei'an Town did not have too much panic, and even the funeral was a bit perfunctory.

  Maybe Wei'an Town will appear every few years, just as a disease outbreak, unaware that the government is in trouble.

   For ordinary people who have lived in Wei'an town for generations, disease is an inevitable disaster, and it is unavoidable from birth.

   is far more open-minded than the outside world.

   Even if Xu Sanliang knew that it was caused by a diseased beast, he would not speculate on the clan elder.

  After this frantic act, the number of hysterical patients increased by three or four hundred, which should have met the expectations of the clan elder.

   After noon, Xu Sanliang returned to Qingfeng Pavilion again.

   But he not only came back by himself, but also brought seventeen or eight crying children, which made the martial arts hall very lively.

  Children all have the indifference that strangers should not approach. After all, they have just experienced the nightmare of the death of their parents, so how can they easily calm down.

  The children were placed in the wing and looked after by Xu Tu and several others.

   Maybe because of the similarities in their own lives, their relationship with each other soon became closer, but they still remained vigilant in their hearts.

  Ren Qing was immersed in his cultivation and ignored the movements in the town.

   In the eyes of the disciples of Qingfengguan, Wang Shanlu can be called a martial idiot, and he is just boring himself from morning to night.

After the    muscles are reflected by sunlight, Ren Qing looks like a living idol.

  The new children were a little scared.

  Ren Qing's body's foundation-building stage, breaking through the bottleneck is more difficult than imagined, probably because the foundation is too strong.

  Foundation period is actually the process of You Yuan's gradual transformation of the body, mainly to create a more suitable parasitic environment for the black insects.

   It doesn't take long for an ordinary person to complete the transformation, but the density of his muscles and bones is far beyond imagination.

  Ren Qing is constantly running the Great Zhoutian, and his mind is immersed in it.

   Even the worm root that was integrated into the spine was mobilized by him to help You Yuan spread all over the body, thereby breaking through to the foundation-building stage.

  Ren Qing seems to have sensed the opportunity.

   He knew that the opportunity was fleeting, and if he couldn't grasp it, he might waste more than ten days, which was really worth the loss.

  Ren Qing's bones made metal collision sounds one after another, and his legs directly cracked the bricks.

  The ghost figure actively infiltrated into the flesh and skin, and locked You Yuan's breath in it, and the appearance did not show any abnormality.

   The howling wind blew out of thin air.

  Xu Sanliang looked towards the wing room after realizing it, vaguely aware of the inexplicable heart palpitations, and did not know what the condition of Wang Shanlu was.

   Could it be a breakthrough in physical and martial arts?

   It's only been a few days, and it's almost a warrior realm...

   Just when he was about to check, he suddenly subconsciously glanced at the door, and there was a familiar figure there.

   "Qiyun..."

   Qi Yun was naked, with blue veins all over his skin, and his red eyes were full of madness, but his consciousness was still clear.

   "Xu Sanliang, is it your last contact with Junior Sister Nanfeng?"

   "Yes, but I'm going a step ahead, I didn't see who shot."

  Xu Sanliang heard the meaning of Qi Yun's words. He did have the motive to kill, but there was no sword mark on the surface of the corpse. It was more like hitting the head with a heavy object.

   After he learned that Nan Fengshen died, he immediately went to the Black Stone Pavilion, and Xu Shiwang did not doubt himself.

   "It seems that I misunderstood you, brother."

   Qi Yun became like a spring breeze, waved his hand and turned to leave.

   But when he just took half a step, his fist quickly swelled several times, and he punched Xu Sanliang in the head with a frantic look.

  Xu Sanliang was ready, his right hand spewed airflow to dodge.

   Since he saw that the other party was a complete lunatic, how could he bet his own life on whether Qi Yun had a conscience or not.

   Qi Yun was still unrelenting, his body, martial arts and palms were extremely fierce, chasing Xu Sanliang and fighting, beckoning towards the latter's head.

   "Withdraw!"

   "It has nothing to do with me!"

  Xu Sanliang's eyes were full of anger, but there was really no good way to face Qiyun.

  The corners of Qi Yun's mouth showed an exaggerated range, saliva mixed with bloodshot drips on the ground, and then his fist swelled a lot.

  If Ren Qing used the information flow to check Qi Yun, he could find that the latter's hysteria was getting worse and could already be regarded as being insane.

   "Senior Brother Sanliang, I'm a little hungry."

   Qi Yun's nose moved, and he seemed to smell the blood of the injured children in the Qingfeng Pavilion, and his legs turned their direction instantly.

  Xu Sanliang couldn't react for a while, and even let the other party rush into the Qingfeng Pavilion.

  Qi Yun's eyes are red, and the things he sees are full of phantoms. If his body is deformed, he will turn into a sick beast without intelligence.

   His limbs were parallel, smashing several walls in a row, and soon came to the door of the wing, but his eyes couldn't help but focus on Ren Qing.

   It's really that the sense of oppression brought by Ren Qing is too strong.

   "You killed my junior sister..."

   Qi Yun directly waved his fist at Ren Qing.

  Ren Qing opened his eyes fiercely, forcibly interrupting the Netherworld Insect Technique that was about to be promoted, and a nameless fire surged in his heart.

   He stepped back half a step, charging his right foot and placing his hands behind his back.

   "Damn."

  Xu Sanliang saw the guilt on his face, the joints of his right arm dislocated instantly, stretched and touched the ground, like an unsheathed long sword.

   He dragged his right arm to the fullest in the "drag sword style" of the Great Wind Swordsmanship.

  The two stood at an angle, and they attacked Qi Yun without hesitation, obviously they were shooting at the opponent's neck and other weak points.

   But before their attack could fall, Qi Yun's head suddenly burst open.

  Xu Shiwang stood aside, flung the blood from his palm, turned to look at Ren Qing and said, "I'm sorry Wang Shanlu, I didn't take good care of my disciple..."

   "As the master of the Black Stone Pavilion, I am willing to use a physical martial arts as compensation."

  Ren Qingpi does not smile.

   This old fox…

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