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

Chapter 215 The Longevity Project, Modern Revival

Underground secret room.

The alloy was forged in real fire, and the walls of the cave were covered with stainless steel alloy.

The cave contained all sorts of random instruments, which Einstein had obtained directly or indirectly through his connections.

Liang Yue sat in a chair, flipping through materials on internal martial arts.

"Ming Jin (manifest strength), An Jin (hidden strength), Hua Jin (transformation strength), Xiantian Dan Jin (innate elixir strength), Zongshi Gang Jin (master's powerful strength)."

This is an internal martial art, which incorporates methods of cultivating qi and blood into traditional internal strength training.

Its power is slightly less than that of the internal energy cultivation method of that time.

"That's fine, after all, this world is not as good as the era of human immortals back then."

The so-called "gangjin" should be the outward projection of internal energy and qi.

The Eight Great Secret Techniques are like simplified versions of the old cultivation methods, with almost no possibility of life transformation; they are purely the release of spells.

Einstein said, "The assassins from the Sky Eye Society have been injected with some kind of drug that makes them physically powerful. Why don't we start with the drug and explore the path to immortality? We happen to have the assassins' corpses."

Einstein looked at the body preserved in formalin.

"Lin Jiuying, you are in charge of finding the descendants of the other eight thieves," Liang Yue said.

"Yes!"

After Liang Yue finished speaking, Einstein added, "I need some experts in biology and medicine, as well as assistants."

"Give me a list."

"Biologist Zhao Wei; physicist and biochemist Liang Changming; materials scientist Zhu Daorong; mathematician Hoffmann..."

Einstein compiled a list.

Of course, he wouldn't recommend strangers indiscriminately; most of them were students he had mentored or junior colleagues with whom he had collaborated on projects.

One old man is enough for the lab, so that there won't be no one to carry on the work in the future.

“Liang Changming is perhaps worth paying close attention to. He has a wealthy family background and can bring funding to the laboratory.”

"it is good."

The next day, Liang Yue set off.

Lin Jiuying stopped Liang Yue, handed him a jade seal about the size of a thumb, and said:

"I once took in a disciple in Hong Kong who possessed the Tongtian Talisman. This person was the descendant of a wealthy Hong Kong businessman, named Qian Hao. If you need it, please show me the seal directly. Seeing the seal is like seeing the person."

Liang Yue accepted the seal and disappeared into the night.

Riding on a chopstick-shaped horse, they arrived at the coast of the East China Sea, then drifted across the ocean to Penglai Island.

Penglai Island has undergone a dramatic transformation, with towering buildings, wide roads, and a constant stream of cargo ships at its docks.

Peace, prosperity... these are the first impressions of this place.

Liang Yue did not go shopping or sightseeing. Having just woken up, every time he was exposed to the outside world, it was a great risk.

He infiltrated Mount Kuaiji.

As expected, the millennia-old ice disappeared.

“The Xuanbing that started with Yao Guangxiao’s generation has disappeared.”

Each time he was born, Liang Yue would immediately come here to "clear" the people who had been frozen and transfer them to the Ten Thousand Year Mysterious Ice Cave in the Imperial Capital.

During his last corpse dissolution, he simply froze Xuanwu and Xiaotian together in the Ten Thousand Years of Mysterious Ice Cave.

"Tianyan Club..."

It will undoubtedly be taken by the Tianyan Society.

Liang Yue turned and left. This time, he did not go to see the royal family of Penglai.

According to historical materials provided by Einstein, the royal family of Penglai had already been replaced by a minor branch of the family a hundred years ago.

The current royal family has no power whatsoever; they are merely mascots of the kingdom.

The legitimate descendant of that time was Liang Changming, whom Einstein referred to.

Liang Yue left this place.

……

Panyu City.

The headquarters of the Liang Group in Panyu is located in an area that houses several companies, including a garment factory, a leather shoe factory, and a watch factory.

Inside the headquarters office.

A young man in his thirties was writing at his desk.

"Brother, have some sweet soup. Aunt Zhang made it especially for you."

A child, around ten years old, brought in a bowl of sugar water.

"Okay, put it there. Changyun, have you finished your homework?" Liang Changming looked up, his gaze gentle.

The two brothers' parents died in a car accident ten years ago. Liang Changming gave up his dream of scientific research and returned home to inherit the family business and raise his younger brother. He is still unmarried.

"It's a day off today, where did this homework come from?" Liang Changyun said irritably.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Liang Changming slapped his forehead, then remembered.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw his expression turn slightly serious, and he said to his younger brother, "Changyun, you should go back and rest first."

"Then I'll go first."

Liang Changyun left happily, finally free from his brother's nagging.

"Who?"

After his younger brother left, Liang Changming suddenly turned around, his eyes flashing.

This is one of the Eight Thieves' secret techniques, the wondrous Heavenly Eye.

The eye of truth that sees through all illusions.

Puffs of white smoke drifted in from outside the window.

White smoke coalesced into a two-meter-tall golden-armored warrior.

Upon seeing the golden-armored warrior, Liang Changming felt a sense of relief.

"It's you! Next time, please use the front door."

The two golden-armored generals stepped aside, revealing a short young man.

The Eight Thieves' Secret Techniques - Guardian Immortal Soldiers.

"Zhao Wei, it's been a long time."

"Long time no see, old classmate. Have you heard anything about the mysterious force lately?"

Liang Changming shook his head and said, "I've hidden it very well. They shouldn't know I have a secret technique. What about you?"

"We can't find them. These people have been hiding for hundreds of years. It's impossible for us to find them so easily."

Liang Changming looked around and said, "This is not a suitable place to talk. Come with me."

The two entered the study and then passed through a secret passage to the brightly lit basement. The basement was as clean as an exhibition hall.

The room displays many ancient artifacts, among which a gleaming sword called the Heaven-Slaying Sword is particularly eye-catching.

However, the one occupying the main position is a snow-white dress.

The wide robe and sleeves were pure white, like the feathers of a white crane.

Upon seeing this item, Zhao Wei couldn't help but ask, "There's something I really want to ask: what exactly is this garment? Why is it placed next to the Heaven-Slaying Sword?"

"This is the most precious treasure of the Penglai Grand Sect - the Immortal Feather Robe. Our ancestor Liang Shanbo once wore this robe."

There are even deeper secrets, which Liang Changming did not reveal.

Liang Yue is both Lingbao and the Heavenly Emperor as passed down by the people.

This is the source of the legitimacy of the Penglai royal family, and every generation of the royal family is aware of this.

After the transfer of power between the legitimate and illegitimate heirs, only Liang Changming, the current head of the family, knew about it.

Why is it called the Immortal's Feather Robe?

"Because...the day when the gods descend to earth, the day when the feathered robes manifest their power."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a shocking scene unfolded.

The feathered robe shimmered with light and hovered in the air.

A figure slowly appeared in the void.

"This……"

……

Two of the eight thieves returned to their positions, and later, under Liang Changming's guidance, they accepted two more descendants of the eight thieves.

Currently, the entire laboratory has five esoteric individuals, plus Einstein, making a total of six core members.

The underground laboratory became busier, with more assistants and astronauts coming and going.

The group extracted Liang Yue's cells to study the art of immortality.

On this day, Einstein gathered everyone together and said:

"We have a total of three topics."

"First, the art of longevity, which delays aging and extends lifespan."

"Secondly, how to revive the frozen person without harming them."

"Third, aerospace."

Apart from Liang Changming, who provided the funding, everyone else present had gone into seclusion.

Outside, atop the mountain.

Liang Changming stood beside Liang Yue, still vividly remembering the scene from that night.

Unbelievable! Our ancestor from 1,600 years ago is standing right in front of us.

This is the common ancestor of the Liang clan, which has a population of five million, and it is difficult for ordinary people to associate him with it.

The ancestor has returned, and the myth has become reality—a fortunate event for his generation.

“Ancestor, I will definitely arrange for someone to resolve your real identity. There’s no need to trouble yourself with that. Modifying files is just routine for us.”

"up to you."

“Ancestor, I plan to wait until my younger brother comes of age before I ‘die,’ otherwise there will be no one to inherit the family business.”

“That works too.” Liang Yue thought of the Liang Group and said, “Now that everything is in need of rebuilding, people will definitely be more particular about food and clothing in the future. Why not take this opportunity to create high-end brands, such as clothing, perfumes, watches and so on?”

Luxury goods generate extremely high cash flow, making them easy to invest in experiments.

After thinking for a long time, Liang Changming said, "I'll give it a try."

For the next few years, everyone devoted themselves to spiritual practice.

Liang Yue's divine power and magic, combined with the Eight Thieves' secret techniques, were studied from a more microscopic perspective, resulting in rapid progress.

The methods of internal energy cultivation and ancient alchemical techniques have also been studied by many.

New materials and new engineering fuels have yielded breakthroughs.

The Yellow Emperor lived for 4660 years, which is 1963.

Inside the chilly laboratory.

The group extracted a drop of green liquid using a centrifuge.

"It's done!"

Einstein wrote down thick manuscripts.

"The No. 1 longevity compound cannot be used by ordinary people. However, if combined with Brother Liang's true qi and the Sleeping Divine Skill, it can maintain the body's activity while asleep."

Based on experimental data, the drug's effects are estimated to last for about sixty years. If one remains dormant for about sixty years, the body will essentially have lived for twenty years.

That's equivalent to stealing for forty years.

The drawback is that it requires the use of internal energy and the Sleeping Divine Skill, during which the user will not be fully conscious.

Ordinary people like Einstein will never enjoy this.

Liang Yue looked at the old man and said, "Could you make some further improvements?"

"Alas, due to the limitations of our time, we could not keep up with all the technological advancements. Perhaps future generations will find a solution," Einstein sighed.

"If all else fails, we'll have to freeze you and deal with it later," Liang Yue said, looking at Einstein.

Of all those present, only Einstein and Lin Jiuying would likely not live past fifty or sixty years.

Holding a glass bottle containing the elixir of immortality, Liang Yue addressed the crowd:

"I will leave behind six ten-thousand-year-old ice coffins and six pills containing true energy. If you feel unwell, freeze them as soon as possible."

"Yes!" everyone said in unison.

Liang Changming couldn't help but ask, "Ancestor, where are you going?"

“I will be traveling to sixty years in the future,” Liang Yue said. “Einstein will be in charge of the laboratory thereafter, and you are free to decide the direction of future development. You don’t have to follow my strategy; you must adjust according to the changes of the times.”

"Remember the principle of a cunning rabbit having three burrows. Be sure to move the laboratory frequently until you find an absolutely safe place, preferably with nuclear weapons."

"If you leave, how will you find His Majesty sixty years from now?" Einstein asked.

“I will find you, or your descendants.”

Liang Yue opened his palm and used true fire to forge the black iron, which formed tokens. The tokens were engraved with intricate patterns of white clouds and the imperial capital, and the back had a seal script character "截" (jie).

The Jie Sect has re-emerged.

It severs the life force of all things and the great principles of heaven and earth.

There are restrictions inside, which Liang Yue can sense at any time.

He bid farewell to everyone and walked into the unknown darkness, preparing to sleep alone, saving every bit of his lifespan.

And so, they disappeared from this century.

(End of this chapter)