Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 370 The Heaven of Immortality

  Ren Qing climbed up while observing the traces on the surface of the rock wall.

   He was certain that the Buddha's corpse that had left the bottomless abyss should have escaped from the corpse, and it looked like an adult worm emerging from a broken chrysalis.

   "Could it be that Mrs Ci is deliberately raising strange creatures similar to the Buddha?"

  Ren Qing shook his head, it seems that the bottomless abyss is not just a mass grave for the Ci family, it should have some special meaning.

   Hu Hu Hu...

   The hurricane roared, and several fresh corpses passed over his head.

   He could obviously detect the faint Buddha energy mixed in from the corpse, and was finally absorbed by the Buddhist dream seed between the eyebrows.

  Ren Qing's expression was slightly surprised. After the reincarnation technique he mastered reached the shadowy level, he could vaguely see part of the essence of Buddha Qi.

The appearance of    Buddha Qi is like colorful glass, which can guide the wicked to be good, and it is more like the magic of the eight classics than the jailer method.

   But the kernel is mixed with a rancid stench.

  Ren Qing's eyes were slightly sour, as if he saw boundless grievances from the Buddha's qi, and countless remnant souls screamed piercingly.

  The original fetal membrane actively resisted the erosion from the Buddha's energy, and the slight tingling of the skin immediately brought him back to his senses.

   Ren Qing had fear in his heart.

   Worthy of being the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva, far from being comparable to the sitting deer Arhat, I almost let myself be enlightened again.

  It is hard to imagine that there will be mortals living in an environment full of Buddha energy.

  They...are they still human?

  Ren Qing put the fetus in his arms and accelerated to the ground.

  As he got closer and closer to the light at the exit of the bottomless pit, the more and more intense Buddhist aura came to his face, but at the same time there was also the smell of incense.

  Ren Qing is very close to the ground, but he is not in a hurry to leave the bottomless abyss, and directly uses his heavy pupils to the extreme.

   What comes into view is not an imaginary **** on earth, but a town.

  The streets are full of traffic, and the bottomless abyss is like a river across the town, and the residents who walk don't care about it at all.

  The bricks of the whole town are like glaze, and there are simple altars every tens of meters, with the statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva.

The number of    temples is also quite large, but all are dedicated to Maitreya Bodhisattva.

  The incense candlestick in front of the door emits smoke and surrounds the town in mid-air, making it seem like you have arrived in a fairyland.

   It's hard to imagine a Buddha's corpse crawling out of the bottomless abyss not long ago.

  Ren Qing noticed that the people of the Ci family looked very strange. Most of them had fair faces, full of heaven and fat ears.

   is like a sitting Buddha statue in a temple, giving him a very Buddha-like feeling.

  Ren Qing tried to use ghosts to contact the outside world, and found that although the Buddha Qi in the air was extremely strong, it was still within the acceptable range.

   He glanced at the deep darkness, and could vaguely hear a roar.

  Ren Qing used his arms hard, and then climbed out of the bottomless abyss. The dazzling sunlight with residual heat seemed to pull him from the region to the world.

  Buddhist Dream Seed slowly absorbed the Buddha's energy, which made the center of his eyebrows have a "swastika".

  Because of the blessing of the Disaster Elimination Method, Ren Qing's existence is like a drop of water merging into the sea, without causing any waves.

   He can feel the feeling of ***, I am afraid that after the Disaster Elimination Method is promoted to the Yang God Realm, he will directly pass through the thousands of flowers, and the leaves will not touch his body.

  Ren Qing looked around with a little wonder in his eyes.

   He swept through the hundreds of people on the street, but he didn't even see a single woman, all of them were men in the shape of Buddha.

   "Great Mercy Maitreya Bodhisattva, bless."

   "Great Mercy Maitreya Bodhisattva, bless."

  …

  Ren Qing's eyes were attracted by the ascetic monks on the street.

   Ascetic monks are at least 70 or 80 years old, and their old bodies are kneeling in three steps, and they are practicing in the city with a pious expression.

  If Ren Qing hadn't discovered tens of thousands of corpses in the bottomless abyss, he would have thought that the Buddhist monk of the Ci family was a vegetarian.

   He casually found a secluded corner and put on a similar monk's robe, and then wandered around the city recklessly.

  The town is called "Heavenly Heaven", and it is full of Buddhist elements, and everyone seems to be the most devout monk.

   However, Ren Qing did not find any women along the way.

   But there are children in the towns, which shows that the heavens are not without birth, and there must be some secrets hidden in them.

  Ren Qing saw this silently, and touched the body of the ascetic with a ghost.

   The flow of information is surging.

  【Hui Wu】

  【Age: Three】

  【Shouyuan: One thousand three hundred and fifty years】

  [Surgery: Maitreya White Bone Sutra]

  【Created by the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva, you need to devour the golden essence every day to practice until your body turns into an immortal golden body. 】

  Ren Qing was stunned for a few breaths, and then he almost couldn't maintain the Disaster Elimination Method. He hurriedly canceled the information flow several times, but it was still true.

   Even if the age and Shouyuan were exchanged, he would not be so surprised.

   But Ren Qing looked at the ascetic's face full of vicissitudes, and the skin covered with ravines, it was impossible for him to be only three years old.

  Why does the lifespan reach more than a thousand years?

   As for Maitreya's White Bone Sutra, although the style of painting is very strange, it is normal in this world.

  Ren Qing took a deep breath and approached the ascetic monk Huiwu. He used his heavy eyes to the extreme, but he didn't even notice the slightest difference.

   is an ordinary mortal who can no longer be ordinary.

   His legs were slightly mutilated, his stomach shrank to the size of a fist due to a prolonged fasting, and there was a congenital disease in his lungs.

  Ren Qing then checked all the nearby people one by one, and the situation was the same.

  For young children, the information flow shows that he is one year old; for young and middle-aged monks, the information flow shows that he is two years old; for old monks, it is three years old.

  The monks all practice different techniques, the Maitreya White Bone Sutra accounts for the vast majority, and some are Maitreya Skin Bag Sutra.

   But no matter what technique it is, there is no trace of cultivation on the outside.

  【Maitreya's Skin Bag Sutra】

  【Created by the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva, you need to swallow the golden skin every day to practice until the body turns into an immortal golden body. 】

  If it wasn't for Ren Qing's low-key focus, he would have wanted to capture a few monks and take them to the Yongjian River, so as to obtain memories and investigate.

   He used ghosts to probe Huiwu's bones and flesh, and as a result, he noticed that the soul in the Niwan Palace was as old as a body.

   In addition, Huiwu's stomach has traces of swallowing metal, indicating that he has indeed practiced the so-called Maitreya White Bone Sutra.

   "Cough cough cough..."

   Hui Wu raised his head after realizing it, and looked at Ren Qing with hazy eyes.

   This is the disadvantage of the Disaster Elimination Method. When things related to Ren Qing affect others, it is likely to cause the other party to perceive their existence.

  Huiwu's pupils dilated, and a man suddenly appeared in front of him.

   I saw the man wearing a white monk robe, the aura of being out of the dust was not like an ordinary person, and there was a "swastika"-shaped pattern on the eyebrows, which looked very mysterious.

   A touch of Buddha energy poured into the eyebrows, making the **** glow with fluorescence.

   "Definitely the true body of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva, come to save me and become a Buddha."

As soon as    Huiwu gave birth to this thought, his state of mind became extremely pure, and the Buddha aura in the air poured into his body as if he had been guided.

The    Buddha Qi destroyed Huiwu's body, and soon the vitality became dying.

  Ren Qinggang was about to use the dream spell to erase Huiwu's memory, but then found that the latter seemed to have misunderstood something.

  Huiwu burst into tears, got up and sat cross-legged on the ground, reciting the scriptures.

   Countless eyes looked at him with undisguised envy, but Mingming Huiwu was about to die completely.

   "Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva..."

   "Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva..."

   They all stopped, folded their hands and followed the recitation of scriptures. Some monks even fell to their knees directly, as if they were facing the Buddha.

  More and more monks gathered, and the scene even showed signs of getting out of control.

  Ren Qing clicked his tongue and silently retreated to the side.

   Not long after, hundreds of monks walked out of the temple called "King Kong Temple" and bathed and changed clothes for Huiwu in the street.

  The tattered robes were replaced, and every inch of skin was carefully scrubbed with a clean cotton cloth.

   Many monks onlookers did not feel any strangeness, and even regarded it as an honor, as if they were witnessing the imminent arrival of the Buddha.

   After Huiwu was completely taken care of, he could no longer see the appearance of an ascetic, but instead looked like a high-ranking host in a Buddhist temple for a long time.

   "Respectfully send Master Huiwu to pass away..."

   The leading middle-aged monk shouted respectfully.

   Then came out of the four young and strong monks, supported Hui Wu, who was already confused, and walked towards the bottomless abyss.

  Huiwu immediately experienced strange changes all over his body.

   His flesh and blood began to dry up gradually, the pupils of his eyes turned blood red, and blood with metallic luster continued to flow out of his facial features.

  When Huiwu came to the bottomless abyss, his teeth and nails turned bronze, and the Buddha energy contained in them became more and more intense.

  The content displayed in the information stream is also different.

  【Hui Wu】

  【Age: Three】

  【Shouyuan: One Day】

  [Surgery: Maitreya White Bone Sutra]

  The life essence of more than a thousand years disappeared, as if for some inexplicable reason, it was forcibly stripped from Huiwu's body.

   But Ren Qing also confirmed it.

  The Ci family might have a special way of prolonging life. For him, even if he did not prolong his life for a thousand years, five hundred years would be enough temptation.

  Ren Qing naturally wants to obtain the secret of prolonging life.

   But first of all, you have to ensure your own safety. After all, it involves Maitreya Bodhisattva, who is at least equivalent to an earth immortal.

  The monks brought the earthen jar again, and Huiwu was put into it, and then stuffed with charcoal and firewood, and finally it was completely enclosed by the earth.

   "Flesh Buddha?"

  Ren Qing suddenly remembered that in his previous life, there was a monk's funeral method in Jiuhua Mountain, which was called sitting. The corpse was stuffed into a jar, and when the flesh and blood turned into a withered body, he became a fleshly Buddha.

   There was movement in the earthen jar, followed by Huiwu's horrified wailing.

   "I don't want to become a Buddha anymore, I don't want to become a Buddha anymore, the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva save me..."

   Too bad his voice was drowned out by the deafening chanting.

   This ceremony lasted for several hours, until Huiwu completely died, and many monks returned to calm.

   They opened the earthen jar again, and there was only Huiwu's hideous corpse inside.

  The monks cleaned the bronze blood stained in the earthen jar, and they seemed to be sparse and ordinary to the corpse, and their expressions were a little reverent.

   They skillfully used tools to drill holes in the soles of the feet and the top of the corpse's head, and then pulled out the bones of the body one by one.

   The bones exude a metallic luster. If you don’t look at the appearance, you will only think that it is made of gold.

   There is one more chapter, a little later

   (end of this chapter)