Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 166 Harvest
When Lin Jiang returned to the capital, it was still dark.

The city gates were tightly shut, and the only way to enter the city was to climb over the walls. However, he was unaware of whether there were any hidden passages in the city walls. If he did climb over the walls and triggered an alarm, he might be mistaken for a thief invading the capital, which would be a serious problem.

I decided to wait a while in another town.

Of course, there is another reason why we have to wait.

He also needs to get his deposit back for the horse.

I'm not so well-off lately. The deposit for a horse is quite substantial, and I need to get it back.

As soon as the post station opened, the innkeeper, still yawning, couldn't help but rub his eyes when he saw Lin Jiang return.

"Sir, you've returned the horse quite early."

"You should return it after you've used it. There's no reason not to return it after you've used it."

“What you say makes sense. It’s true that you should repay what you borrow,” the shopkeeper said with a long sigh when he heard Lin Jiang say this. “Last time, my childhood friend borrowed seven hundred coins from me, saying he needed them for some emergency. After that, he came to borrow money again and again, but he never mentioned the money he had borrowed before. I was so angry with him that I kicked him out.”

"You and your childhood friend don't get along very well?"

"Actually, it's been a long time since we last met. The first thing he does is ask me for money. That guy isn't very reliable." The shopkeeper shook his head, then took the horse from Lin Jiang, checked the receipt, took out Lin Jiang's deposit, and returned it to him.

Seeing that it was still quite dark, Lin Jiang simply sat with the shopkeeper for a while longer, listening to him talk about how he used to study at a private school with his childhood friend. He said that his friend had always liked to brag since he was a child and had become a carefree and irresponsible person. In the end, he didn't plan to take the seven hundred coins anymore. He had some savings from doing small business, so he considered it a way of buying off his friendship with his childhood friend.

Although she sounded relieved, Lin Jiang could still hear the hidden anger and helplessness in her voice.

It seems that after a long period of time, the person in my memory is no longer the same as that person.

Hearing the distant clanging of iron chains at the city gate, the closed city gates reopened. The merchants who had been waiting outside the capital perked up and began to flock into the city. Lin Jiang also stood up and bowed to the innkeeper to take his leave.

Then they followed the group and headed towards the capital.

The interrogation upon entering the city was lengthy. Lin Jiang had no credentials and could only rely on verbal explanations to fabricate a story. The guards found no contraband and finally allowed him to enter the city.

After circling the city twice, Lin Jiang deactivated his transformation and then entered the courtyard.

When the door opened after knocking, Gong Xuan saw Lin Jiang outside and hurriedly welcomed him in.

"Is the young master finished?"

"It's done."

Lin Jiang nodded.

"That's good then." After saying this, Gong Xuan subconsciously looked at Lin Jiang and noticed that Lin Jiang's collar was covered with a thick layer of dirt.

"this?"

"Something happened, and I had to burrow into the ground again." Lin Jiang sighed helplessly, "There are so many magical arts in the world, isn't there a way to burrow underground?"

"The art of traveling on land is nothing more than digging by boiling stones. It is said that there are more powerful methods that can unify ten thousand feet, but I am not clear about them yet."

"Never mind, I'll go to the perfume shop instead."

Lin Jiang scratched his head.

He pulled a pebble out of the part of his hair.

Upon seeing this, Gong Xuan couldn't help but chuckle.

"Then let's go together."

After entering the courtyard, he took the silver and headed towards his usual perfume shop. Although the shop assistant was surprised by his dusty appearance, he didn't say anything more once he saw that he had enough money.

As the hot spring water washed over his shoulders, Lin Jiang finally exhaled all the pent-up emotions in his chest.

comfortable.

He submerged his entire upper body in the pool, closed his eyes, and the only sound around him was the gentle murmur of flowing water.

Lin Jiang's thoughts began to wander.

He recalled the various events of the battle.

Lin Jiang gained quite a lot from this battle.

Putting aside the box whose specific effects were unknown and the Second Heaven that appeared as a complete surprise, the insights gained from dealing with high-level sorcerers alone were invaluable.

In the past, his opponents, even the pageboy who spread the plague, were only a matter of one punch versus several. Although the stone Buddha was powerful, Lin Jiang was always in a state of "I'm fucking eating" when they fought, so he didn't accumulate any experience.

The methods used by this sorcerer were more troublesome than Lin Jiang had ever seen before.

You might think the opponent was really lethal, but actually they weren't. Lin Jiang wasn't even injured from start to finish. In terms of how disheveled he was, it was nowhere near as bad as when he fought the Stone Buddha.

However, in terms of how difficult she was to deal with, in Lin Jiang's mind, this old woman was definitely ranked above the stone Buddha.

It seems that besides Liu Fangyue and Brother Zhuzi, I still need to find something else to make up for the "fatal resistance".

Second is...

As Lin Jiang flipped his wrist outward, a faint black aura still lingered in his palm.

This was left behind by running the Great Cataclysm.

My own golden Qi can indeed forcefully activate the Great Qi Record, but the effect seems to be somewhat diminished.

Moreover, after each use, it requires at least three full cycles before it can be used again, so in terms of the number of uses, it's not a very useful skill.

but……

This method is indeed far superior to the Flower-Picking Finger technique for the soul!
If Lin Jiang were to use his finger techniques to pierce the spirit ship, it would likely take three days and three nights to penetrate its hull. However, by employing the Soul-Carrying Secret Technique recorded in the Great Record of Enlightenment, breaking through this spirit altar would only take an instant. More importantly, the primary purpose of this technique is not to attack the soul.

The wonder of carrying the soul lies in crossing, not breaking. Only by using the soul as a boat to cross rivers and seas can the true meaning be revealed.

Lin Jiang only used a fraction of his abilities.

As expected of King Qi's signature skill, the Star Pointing technique is indeed ridiculously powerful.

Lin Jiang really didn't expect that the first skill he had learned after so long would be this one.

He thought he would learn a martial arts skill first.

Secondly, there is the summer Qi of the six Qi nurtured in the Danfu (energy center).

At first, I thought this method wouldn't be very useful, but after actually experiencing it, I found that this technique was surprisingly effective.

When this Qi touches the face, the person affected immediately loses their vitality; unless one is highly skilled in martial arts, it may be difficult to withstand.

Lin Jiang immersed himself in the warm water again until the water, adorned with flower petals, reached over his shoulders before letting out a long sigh of relief.

We can think about these things when we get back; let's enjoy ourselves first.

At this time, the perfume shop was indeed a relatively luxurious way to enjoy life, especially since Lin Jiang and his group had chosen a relatively good pool where the shopkeeper would sprinkle seasonal flowers.

So this doesn't actually make the pool water smell better, but it does look nice.

Nothing was wrong, and Lin Jiang reached his hand onto the flat cobblestone slab below.

"Does the Taoist priest think the bottom of this pool is for burning firewood or for drawing geothermal energy?"

Gong Xuan, who was soaking in the water nearby, suddenly came to his senses after hearing this. He also touched the pebble slab a couple of times, carefully feeling it for a moment:
"Some kind of magic must have been used. It was probably a stone-boiling technique."

“I’ve heard about this method more than once or twice. I know how to use it in mines and in other places as well. It’s really convenient.”

"Indeed. Although there are countless Taoist sects in the world, only the two patriarchs, the four immortals, and the eight convenient people have been able to establish their own sects and become famous. Boiling Stone is one of the eight convenient people."

Hearing Gong Xuan's words, Lin Jiang perked up.

"What kind of skills are these?"

At this point, Gong Xuan revealed a hint of smugness and began to explain, following Lin Jiang's words:

"The two ancestors are the two saints of literature and martial arts, and there are many practitioners who can make a living. If one can obtain the true teachings, one can enter the court and become a key minister."

“The four skills are named after the eternal foundation of the mountain, namely farming, weaving, weaving, and woodworking. Perhaps some people will never enter the path of Taoism, but even learning a little bit is enough to make a living in Daxing.”

"The first three can be understood intuitively, but what is the meaning of the character '梓'?"

"The carpenter is a craftsman who builds buildings."

It took Lin Jiang a moment to process what was happening before he understood.

Gongxuan was referring to clothing, food, housing, and transportation.

"The last eight skills are relatively more difficult to learn, but you can earn more money after mastering them. They are medicine, stone carving, commerce, hunting, speech, animal husbandry, navigation, and forestry."

Hearing this, Lin Jiang finally understood how these methods were categorized.

Many Buddhist teachings were not originally intended for fighting and killing on the battlefield, but rather to make the world a better place.

However, some methods, if used in a different way, can become deadly weapons.

This reminded Lin Jiang of the wheat harvester from his previous life.

If that thing really went straight for a person, it could smash them to pieces.

Without thinking too much about it, he washed himself for a while before getting up and walking outside.

Lin Jiang put on a thin shirt and leaned back in the chair, letting the warm breeze caress him.

The warm breeze of early summer swept over his limbs and bones. He half-closed his eyes to examine his cultivation level at the second level. When he looked inward, he saw that the Qi Sea in his six internal organs was churning, and the empty Qi Apertures were in urgent need of being filled.

Last time, Lin Jiang chose the brightest one among the six Qi, but this time he looked around and found the dimmest one.

He channeled his Qi into his six spleens, and instantly felt his entire body feel refreshed and clear. When he opened his eyes again, his vision had become much brighter.

Feeling the surging Qi flowing through his body, Lin Jiang felt an overwhelming urge to move.

However, he was still unaware of the power of this Qi, so it was impossible for him to use it recklessly in someone else's perfume shop.

Just then, behind the side room on the second floor of this building, there was hardly anyone around, except for a narrow path where you could hardly see anyone.

Lin Jiang simply turned his head towards the sky instead of the street.

He sank the newly refined Qi into his six spleens, and then along the meridians straight to his throat.

It opened its mouth and pointed it towards the sky.

He gently blew a breath out.

In the still-scorching summer heat, a refreshing breeze suddenly blew by, and pedestrians on the street instinctively covered their necks with their hands.

They shivered, seemingly puzzled by the sudden chill.

Someone reached out and caught the falling ice shards, watching the translucent crystals melt into a drop of water at body temperature, and a chorus of gasps and exclamations erupted through the streets and alleys.

In the capital city, nearing midsummer, a light snow began to fall right before everyone's eyes.

(End of this chapter)