The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 2 The Myth Resurrection
Taiyi guarded the corpse and was resurrected after death.

This is the only way to achieve immortality without the need for spiritual energy when the spiritual energy in this world is exhausted.

But it is also the most difficult secret method in this environment.

The first step is to meet the conditions for the Jade Silkworm to recognize its master and be resurrected after death, which was completed by Liang Yue by accident.

The first body refining requires eighty life grids.

The second time was one hundred and twenty life strokes, and Ning Yangzi was stuck in the second life.

The body after rejuvenation is still mortal, the only advantage is that the soul is strong and the aptitude is better than the previous life.

After Ning Yangzi's body was dismembered, the craftsmen cut corners and later generations were perfunctory, which resulted in insects entering the coffin and biting his body, damaging his foundation. When he came back to life, he was a disabled person. In the end, he lived a miserable life and died with regret.

Liang Yue is bound to the innate spiritual silkworm, which represents the entry into the practice of Taiyi Corpse Guarding Technique.

The first level of entry is to nourish the spirit.

His spiritual power was strong, and he had the ability to remember everything he saw, and to sense the spiritual power of the surroundings. With his ability to remember everything he saw, he was appreciated by the headmaster and was admitted to Taihu Academy as a poor student.

But that’s all, the physical body cannot fly or escape.

Unless he could break through his own realm and awaken new magical powers, or find some opportunity, he might be able to fly.

"Ning Yangzi left too little information, and he didn't leave any other methods. I guess he was discouraged and too lazy to write."

In addition to his life story, there are also the so-called last words of Guangchengzi written on the stone wall, which say "Five thousand years later, the nine stars will be in a line, all laws will flourish, and gods and demons will revive."

According to Ning Yangzi's calculations, there are still about two thousand years from the death of Emperor Xian of Han to the time predicted by Guangchengzi.

Liang Yue was too lazy to think about this. He might not even live to be eighty years old, let alone two thousand years later. He could only say that he was born at the wrong time, living in an era with nothing. He didn't even know how to use the opportunities he had.

In desperation, Liang Yue had to come in to study, collecting ancient books while trying to break through his humble background, obtain an official position, and enter the rentier class.

I wonder if the Great Jin Dynasty is the ancient Jin Dynasty on Earth.

Anyway, it's pretty much the same, there are still Hu people, and they live in seclusion in one place. There may be some differences in the details, but the general idea is the same.

The gentry controlled the path to upward mobility. There was no imperial examination system. If one wanted to become an official, one either had to rely on family background or on rewards from high-ranking officials.

There are great scholars talking and laughing, and there are no unlearned people among them. This sentence is the epitome of this era.

Liang Yue's mind moved, and the jade silkworm disappeared.

He came to the window, the cold night wind made his face feel cold, and his clear eyes gradually changed from confusion to determination.

The main goal at this stage is to escape from the poor status, so that there will be a chance to come into contact with metaphysical knowledge.

Secondly, the upper class has favorable living conditions and rich nutrition. If they exercise more often, it should not be a problem for them to live to eighty years old.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and you must take one step at a time until you reach heaven's sublime level and achieve immortality.

Squeak.

Just as I was thinking about it, the door was pushed open and a thin and slender shadow rushed in.

The scholar has a thin figure, red lips and white teeth, slender hands, and a pair of phoenix eyes with a charming temperament.

The cold wind blew his body fragrance, and the room was faintly filled with the scent of jasmine.

If it were any other era, this person would be considered a sissy, but in the Jin Dynasty, he could only be described as having the feminine demeanor of a noble family.

The scholar smiled, his teeth were all white, and his smile was a little honest. He said, "Haha, Brother Liang, you haven't slept yet?"

Liang Yue smiled strangely, closed the window, and said, "Yingtai went to take a bath again? It's windy at night, be careful of catching a cold."

That’s right, this person’s name is really Zhu Yingtai, and she is really a woman.

However, after searching the entire Taihu Academy, there was not a single young man named Liang Shanbo.

"It's okay, man... cough cough..." Zhu Yingtai pretended to be generous, but suddenly a cold wind blew and she started coughing and sneezing.

"Get some hot water and take a bath in the house later."

"No no no..."

"It's okay, I'll just avoid it. I'm not used to seeing other people when I take a shower." Liang Yue took off his shoes and got on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

He usually helped Zhu Yingtai to cover up intentionally or unintentionally, and Zhu Yingtai didn't know she was exposed. The room was silent, with only the breathing sounds of the two people.

After a long while, Liang Yue suddenly spoke up and said, "Yingtai, I have a favor to ask of you. Aren't you a relative of the headmaster? Please help me copy a book on metaphysics when you are on holiday. Don't write the Taiping Jing this time. It'd be better if it's magic."

"Ah."

A faint voice came from the side, and suddenly Zhu Yingtai turned over and said:

"Brother Liang, you have the talent to save the world and bring peace to the country, why are you obsessed with these little magic tricks?"

"It's just a hobby. I know that my studies are more important." Liang Yue let out a breath.

The hegemony of generals and emperors is ultimately short-lived. Even if immortality is like a dream, he still wants to strive for it.

Heaven is ruthless, but there is still a glimmer of hope.

Don't feel that your future is bleak because of the failures of your predecessors.

Compared to fame, wealth and power, eternal life is what I pursue throughout my life.

Liang Yue felt that this argument was not convincing enough, so he added: "The barbarians send troops south every year. If I have a skill, I can avoid being killed by the chaotic soldiers."

"Why don't you practice martial arts?" Zhu Yingtai turned over and looked at the other person with sparkling eyes. "My guard can punch through armor with one punch and insert a finger into a stone. Self-defense should be no problem."

"Oh? Is this something that can be done by human power?"

"I don't know. Uncle Zhang is a colonel in the army. He has to train his body every day, eat meat, boil medicine and refine... that kind of internal force."

"Internal strength..."

Liang Yue was somewhat tempted. He had learned magic before, but no matter how he practiced, it was all in vain and he didn't have any magical powers at all.

Ning Yangzi's theory of the end of the law must be true. There is no more spiritual energy in this world, let alone magical powers.

Internal force may be a low-end version of the breathing technique for cultivating immortals. It has lost the effect of longevity and can only strengthen the body.

If you can't learn magic, maybe you can learn internal strength.

I have a photographic memory and can use my spiritual power to accurately observe my body, so the threshold for cultivating internal strength should not be too high.

Inner strength can give you the ability to live to eighty years old.
Liang Yue kept this in mind. This method was usually passed down from master to disciple and was not easily shown to others. It would be embarrassing for Yingtai to ask for it.

Yingtai is stupid. If I ask her shamelessly, she will definitely ask for it foolishly. Wouldn't that be deceiving the ignorant girl?

When you become an official in the future, you will naturally have the opportunity to come into contact with martial arts.

Liang Yue turned his head and said with a smile: "Go to sleep."

"Hmm." Just as the words fell, a snoring sound was heard.

The next few days were rather monotonous, with morning and evening classes, memorizing lessons, and being tested by the academy teachers.

Five days later, I took a break and went home.

The academy is located at the foot of the mountain, north of the Kuaiji County government.

In the afternoon, elegant and luxurious carriages stopped at the entrance of the academy.

The canopy is made of oilcloth, and the surface is painted with various mythical beasts using raw lacquer and oil paint.

Taihu Academy was an official school co-founded by wealthy families. Its students were either rich or noble. The first class were the children of gentry, the second class were the second-class gentry, and the third class were the poor families whose families had officials.

The fourth category is poor and impoverished families like Liang Yue.

Liang Yue is the only one from a poor family in this class.

He walked out of school.

Da da da……

A carriage pulled by three horses stopped in front of them, the curtain was lifted, revealing Zhu Yingtai's face.

"Brother Liang! Here!"

(End of this chapter)