Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 129 Question and Answer

Jiang Jinyue's gaze swept over Lin Jiang.

His face was radiant with life, his skin texture was vivid, and his chest rose and fell rhythmically.

From any perspective, it has nothing to do with dead people.

She quickly looked up, rubbed her earlobe, and pretended to examine the carvings on the roof beams.

That's a real roof beam.

Lin Jiang stood up, straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and straightened his expression.

King Qi sat up straight and looked at Lin Jiang.

"King Qi, you've mistaken me for someone else."

"I saw it wrong?" King Qi pointed to his own nose: "Walking corpse, do you know that? Making a corpse move. Although there were other methods before, I figured it out myself. And you're telling me I saw it wrong?"

“Yes!” Lin Jiang said matter-of-factly, “Tell me, do dead people breathe?”

King Qi put his hand under his nose and said defiantly, "Dead people generally don't breathe, but if I want to, I can breathe."

"Does the heart of a dead person still beat?"

"Why isn't my heart beating!" King Qi reached into his chest and pulled out the bright red heart. "Look how vigorously it's beating!"

"You can't take a living person's heart out of their body!" Lin Jiang pointed to his chest. "See! I can't do it!"

King Qi was stunned. He looked at the heart in his hand, then looked up at Lin Jiang:
"Are you really alive?"

"Of course I'm alive!" Lin Jiang patted his clothes loudly.

King Qi then began to pull on his braids, dragging both braids up to his forehead, making them resemble two horns, before nodding.
"You might... perhaps... maybe really be a living person?"

"Why are you so uncertain? Be more certain." Lin Jiang directly grasped Qi Wang's hand—though he couldn't hold it tightly as it passed through his grasp, Lin Jiang still held it loosely: "Come on, repeat after me, it's a living person."

"It's...it's a living person."

"Make your tone more certain."

"A living person! He must be alive!" King Qi finally affirmed.

Jiang Jinyue, standing next to her, could no longer maintain her composure.

King Qi is a highly skilled person, so why does he act like a child in front of the prince?

It's unclear whether this young master's mental state was somewhat worrying, just like the King of Qi's, or whether he had figured out how to get along with the King of Qi.

Regardless, Jiang Jinyue felt that her mental state was somewhat worrying.

This matter was thus put behind them, and Lin Jiang returned to his position.

King Qi began to think:
"It wouldn't be right to let you keep me company for nothing. How about this, we'll exchange questions, and I'll answer everything I know!"

"Any direction is fine?"

"Just ask!" King Qi patted his chest. "I am the King of Qi! I can tell you about all eighty-one sects in the world."

"Eighty-one gates?" This was a new term that Lin Jiang had never heard before.

"Is this considered a question?"

“No.” Lin Jiang shook his head, then turned to look at Jiang Jinyue.

Jiang Jinyue shook her head; she clearly hadn't heard of the term either.

"What a pity, what a pity." King Qi blinked. "Then I'll ask first."

"Please speak." The two sat up straight. Only Xiao Shanshen was still rubbing millet back and forth in his hands, like a child playing with mud.

King Qi straightened his expression.

There was no trace of humor left on his face, which bore the marks of men, women, young and old.

He asked, word by word:

"Among the vying states, who will emerge victorious? Can the state of Qi survive in this era?"

This first question is very serious.

The eccentric King Qi asked the State of Qi.

What was he really thinking?

Lin Jiang didn't know much about history, so he turned to look at Jiang Jinyue. After thinking for a moment, Jiang Jinyue didn't hide anything and said directly:

"The states contended for power and sought to seize the throne. The State of Qi was destroyed by the combined attack of Duke Geng Tianjun of Xu and General Chang Liulian of Xu."

King Qi remained silent, his head bowed.

Two lines of clear tears flowed down his face, past the nasolabial folds, and down the braid beneath them.

First she sat and sobbed, then suddenly stood up and wailed.

She stood up and cried, but it wasn't enough. She started lying on the ground and rolling around on the floor.

"Those two bastards, those damned bastards, I'm going to kill them, I'm going to kill them!"

He cried and screamed, running around the entire palace, disturbing everyone's peace.

As the King of Qi cried out, some strange changes began to emerge.

Lin Jiang and Jiang Jinyue sensed the gaze.

A figure slowly emerged from the palace behind King Qi.

The faint sound of clashing armor could be heard, and the outlines of two rows of guards holding spears appeared. Their faces were lifelike, but their eyes seemed to have a sharp glint as they coldly stared at their surroundings.

Hundreds, thousands...

The cold light flowed around the eye socket.

The silent crowd stood with their knives drawn, and Jiang Jinyue, who had just been speaking, now had beads of cold sweat on her forehead. One or two of these soldiers would be manageable, but hundreds or thousands attacking at once would be too much for her to handle.

It's hard to say for Lin Jiang, but he hasn't learned how to deal with the spirits of the dead yet, so he'll probably be at a disadvantage.

However, Jiang Jinyue was, after all, a person from the capital. She could sweat, but she couldn't lose her composure.

He then continued speaking:

"Geng Tianjun failed to break through to the Ninth Heaven and went mad with evil spirits. He transformed into a wisp of spiritual energy and vanished into the wind, his whereabouts unknown. Chang Liulian was subjected to a ritual performed by my Grand Master of the Great Xing Dynasty, who removed his heart. A person without a heart dies, and so he died."

Upon hearing this, the King of Qi stopped crying and making a scene.

"really?"

"really."

"hey-hey."

King Qi was pleased and sat back down in his seat:

"Good riddance! Good riddance! It's good that you're dead!"

The shadow behind him gradually subsided, and the massive army disappeared.

"It's a pity that Qi is gone in the end. Xingguo... Xingguo is alright. I remember there are quite a few old guys in Xingguo. It's normal that they can win."

King Qi waved his hand:
"It's your turn to ask."

Linjiang watches the moon reflected in the river.

This question was answered by Jiang Jinyue, and it should be asked by Jiang Jinyue again.

Jiang Jinyue hesitated for a moment, pondering many questions in her mind.

She really didn't know what to ask.

The other party certainly wouldn't know about private matters, and it's not appropriate to let Lin Jiang hear about official matters.

Finally, he said:
"Excuse me, what are the eighty-one gates you mentioned?"

"Huh? You're asking this? You're so boring."

King Qi's face fell immediately: "Couldn't you ask me something more interesting? Like where Qi's treasures are, or if we missed any treasures when we were fighting to the death, or how many concubines your crown prince of Daxing had back then..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shanshen couldn't help but reach out and tug at Lin Jiang's sleeve:
"Lin Jiang, Lin Jiang, can you eat a pet?"

“…I don’t know.” Lin Jiang gave a standard answer.

"Please answer these eighty-one questions."

Jiang Jinyue raised her voice to cut off the conversation.

King Qi then sighed helplessly:
"This was originally the foundation of cultivation, but by the time it was passed down to my generation, it was almost lost, so it's normal that you don't know about it."

With his legs crossed, King Qi's expression became much more serious than before.
"Girl, do you know how many cultivation methods there are in the world?"

"The Tao follows nature, so how can there be any predetermined fate?" Jiang Jinyue frowned.

"Haha! He really is a young man who has been deceived." King Qi slapped his thigh and laughed.

"Uh." Jiang Jinyue's expression stiffened slightly.

"Those beasts from Xiguo started plotting before I was even born, traveling all over the world to deceive people, and in the end they actually managed to trick me out."

King Qi extended his left hand and pointed to his index finger.

"Once, a man climbed a sacred mountain and met an immortal on the way. The immortal gave him a golden elixir. After swallowing the elixir, his fate was no longer in the hands of heaven."

"So-called cultivation, in its initial stages, has only one form: to inhale and exhale mountain clouds, absorb all things, and make all paths serve one's own purposes," King Qi laughed heartily, twirling in place as if dancing.

"What a selfish tactic! To seize the world for one's own use! This is cultivation!"

"Later, this cultivator took in a disciple and wanted to pass on his skills to him. However, the disciple had not been able to absorb the golden elixir and could not learn his skills. So he could only divide his skills into two, one called Yin and the other called Yang. Thus, the Qian Dao and the Kun Dao came into being. His original skills were also divided into two."

"Further down, these two branches out, two into four, four into eight, and so on, until at the beginning of our nation, they had been subdivided into eighty-one sects, including literature, martial arts, agriculture, crafts, cooking, Zen, ink, law, medicine, divination, and so on. There are only eighty-one variations in all these."

"Once the Dao is unified, factions will arise. Cultivators of the same lineage will band together for mutual support, but then turn around and fight among themselves to determine who is the rightful heir. Before long, the world will descend into chaos."

"If we have to say, the cause of the war between the nations back then was them."

"Xi Guo believed that if this Taoist practice continued for many years, it would surely cause another great disaster, and the world would be in chaos again. So Xi Guo's group of madmen planned to take this opportunity to divide the Taoist sect, making it unable to form a sect or to unite as one."

"They divide Zen into Mind Zen, Mind Zen, Buddhist Zen, and Taoist Zen, and divide Dharma into Political Law, Family Law, Body Law, and National Law. Apart from the literary and martial arts, which are too big and rigid to be dismantled, the rest have been dismantled by these Thousand Guests, who have further broken down their own methods into a jumbled mess of deception, illusion, concealment, and other such methods."

"Because of the chaos in the world, the families had no time to maintain their traditions. As the fighting went on, most of the eighty-one schools of thought disappeared. By the time it came to my generation, only some names remained. It's both sad and laughable."

I see……

Lin Jiang knew that the country was in chaos before Daxing.

He thought it was just a few countries fighting each other, but he didn't expect there to be so much more going on behind the scenes.

"Do you understand now?" King Qi chuckled. "However, these eighty-one matters shouldn't be of much use to you, since you probably won't encounter any remnants of the sects anymore."

Jiang Jinyue nodded silently.

Lin Jiang glanced at Jiang Jinyue and sensed that the girl seemed to be lost in thought.

She probably does know some inside information about the Eighty-One Gates.

“Now it’s my turn to ask.” King Qi bent down again.

He smiled broadly, but stared intently at Lin Jiang:

"I know a very powerful person, extremely powerful. He has extraordinary abilities and can sweep across the eight wastelands and bring peace to the world."

"He has a treasure, a coffin."

"do you know?"

(End of this chapter)