Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 242 What is the object of one's attachment? Is it something as trivial as falling into the mud?
When Lin Jiang smelled the odor, he jumped back and almost fainted from the stench.

Even the little ginseng that was reading a comic book next to him let out a strange cry, and jumped off the table with the book in his arms.

My legs were so stiff from all the thumping that they started to smoke.

Seeing that both the person and the ginseng had been driven away by the fumes, Liang Huashan had no choice but to put the lid back on.

Only after the smell completely disappeared did Lin Jiang take two more breaths of fresh air.

However, Lin Jiang soon discovered that the stench showed no signs of abating.

He was puzzled and then realized that a trace of "turbid qi" was lingering in his body.

The stench comes from here.

Lin Jiang suddenly realized.

What I just experienced was not a real smell, but rather a kind of "turbid qi".

In terms of physical sensation, it is more like a method of chaotic qi cultivation.

As for the "stink"...

After examining it, Lin Jiang concluded that it seemed to be a reaction that affected his own Qi, causing a slight rejection.

Fortunately, this faint aura was captured on the spot by the little golden figure in the hall and thrown out through his body.

Little Ginseng, standing nearby, wasn't treated so well. She was driven mad by the fumes, and forced to frantically fan herself with a book.
"It stinks, it really stinks!"

"Indeed."

Liang Huashan waved his hand lightly, dispelling all the Qi in the surrounding air.

"What's going on? This thing didn't smell this strong before."

“After I got this red pill back last time, I studied it for quite a long time, and accidentally brought out its true nature.” Liang Huashan also showed a helpless smile: “It suffocated me quite a bit at the time.”

Lin Jiang stared at Liang Huashan:

"Then Mr. Liang opened the box for the two of us."

Liang Huashan chuckled:

"I can't be the only one who's smelled this."

Lin Jiang: "..."

Lin Jiang opened his mouth, gathered his thoughts, then closed it again, and then opened it again.

After most of the day, he hadn't been able to utter a single syllable.

Little Ginseng, however, was furious. She jumped up and pointed at Liang Huashan, cursing:

"You're bad! You're so bad!"

Liang Huashan laughed heartily, clearly in a much better mood.

Then they began to introduce the ginseng to each person:

"This red pill is indeed extraordinary. It contains a rather fierce energy. If an ordinary person were to obtain it, they would probably be affected by its energy, causing damage to their character and sores to their thoughts. The foul energy just now was one of the states it was manifesting."

He paused, then smiled and said, "If I don't show you both, how will you know how strong this flavor is?"

"That was a good demonstration, but don't do it again next time." Lin Jiang's voice was weak and listless. "Besides that, what other effects does this thing have?"

"Don't underestimate the method of chaotic qi. We are alright, after all, we have cultivation. If an ordinary person were to be tainted by this qi, it might cause their physical body to collapse, thus turning them into a monster that is neither human nor ghost."

Hearing this, Lin Jiang couldn't help but frown slightly:
"How is this going?"

Liang Huashan picked up his brush again, dipped it in some tea, and drew a line in the air.

The next instant, a lifelike human body appeared in the sky.

The entire human body was stripped away, leaving no flesh or blood; only bones and the "meridians" wrapped around them could be seen.

"The human body is composed of three parts: the flesh and bones that carry the external body, the essence, energy and spirit that carry the internal body, and the heart and soul that carry the essence."

Liang Huashan stood up, walked to the figure drawing, took out a brush from his pocket, and lightly swept it across the figure drawing.

The next moment, the meridians above the human body diagram were extracted:
"The so-called essence, energy, and spirit are the bridge connecting flesh and blood and soul. For cultivators, it corresponds to the Qi in the body."

"Most chaotic Qi techniques affect the flow of Qi, thus preventing cultivators from smoothly operating the methods. But this Qi is different; it directly affects the body and soul, causing them to enter a state of alienation."

"If an ordinary person is infused with this Qi, their physical body and soul will not be able to be compatible with it. In order to prevent itself from dissipating, the Qi will forcibly transform the human body, eventually causing changes in its flesh and blood."

With another flick of his wrist, Liang Huashan caused the seemingly complete human figure in the portrait to immediately collapse.

In the blink of an eye, the person turned into a bizarre, writhing mass of flesh and blood.

After saying this, Liang Huashan waved his pen.

The human figures that were originally floating in mid-air also slowly dissipated.

Only a faint fragrance of tea remained.

Just now, Liang Huashan was using tea to perform his magic.

Lin Jiang couldn't help but think of Bai Zifeng, who had been mutated, and the "nightmare" that Sun Zhong had mentioned.

I thought this change might be some kind of "rule," but I never expected that Liang Huashan would actually figure out the principle behind it.

However, Lin Jiang was also somewhat puzzled at this moment:
"How did Lieutenant General Zhou manage to suppress that thing back then?"

According to Liang Huashan, this Qi is something that ordinary people cannot utilize, but at that time, Zhou Canjiang was lively and energetic, and the method he used did not show any abnormality.

This is completely inconsistent with what Liang Huashan said.

“I don’t know about that.” Liang Huashan shook his head. “I don’t think it’s a good thing that the general and the others suppressed this evil energy and used it for their own purposes. This thing is too evil. If it is not controlled, it will probably cause a big problem in the future.”

He closed the box again and pushed it in front of Lin Jiang:

"Young master, please do not open it carelessly."

"Even if I were crazy, I wouldn't open this thing." Lin Jiang recalled the taste from earlier and subconsciously shivered.

It must be said that if Liang Huashan hadn't said anything, but had simply thrown the box in front of him and mysteriously said, "Don't open the box," it would have been much better.

Lin Jiang might actually become curious and find a quiet, secluded place to open it and take a look.

Now that he knows what's going on, he naturally doesn't want to open the box anymore.

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Lin Jiang simply sat down at the table and waited for Liang Huashan to serve tea. Liang Huashan also sat back down, his arm moving slightly, his movements refined and elegant.

With each movement, a breeze stirred in the surrounding bamboo grove, causing the leaves to rustle softly.

The fragrance of bamboo and wood is refreshing and soothing.

Liang Huashan handed the cleaned tea to Lin Jiang, who took it and sipped it.

It still tastes excellent, much better than what Manager Guo provided.

"Master Liang".

"Ah."

"I have something I want to ask you."

"please say."

Lin Jiang patted Shan Shen's head, who was rereading his book, causing the latter to look up in confusion:

"Xiaoshan ginseng has taken human form."

"I taught you."

"Impressive." Lin Jiang patted the little ginseng's head. The latter still didn't quite understand what kind of riddle the two were playing, and just stared blankly at them.

"But... the human form she transformed into was Ye Wanzhuang."

“Isn’t that great?”

Liang Huashan's expression remained unchanged.

"Master Liang, did the little ginseng truly transform into human form according to its own nature?"

Seeing this, Lin Jiang simply asked the question directly.

Upon hearing Lin Jiang's words, Liang Huashan, who was holding a teacup, finally stopped.

He gently swirled the teacup in his palm:
"What do you think."

"Mr. Liang, I don't like playing riddles, even fortune tellers don't really like playing riddles."

Lin Jiang reached out and protectively pulled the small ginseng to his side:
"She is a ginseng, not someone else."

Liang Huashan remained silent.

Xiaoshan Shen seemed to sense that the atmosphere between the two was not right, and she stopped reading.

Little Ginseng clung to Lin Jiang's arm, glancing first at Liang Huashan and then at Lin Jiang. She clearly didn't know what had happened and was just anxiously pacing around.

Seeing the atmosphere growing increasingly oppressive, Xiaoshan stomped her foot in anger. She then darted out of Lin Jiang's arms and stood between the two of them.

"Don't fight!"

Liang Huashan's gaze fell on the small ginseng, and his eyes became slightly unfocused.

He was silent for a moment, then let out a long sigh:
"The reason she took on the form of a thought might be because I guided the ginseng with my Qi, causing her to absorb some of my Qi during her transformation. Perhaps that's why she took on the appearance of Master Ye."

Seeing that Lin Jiang was still somewhat nervous, Liang Huashan smiled and shook his head:

“You don’t need to worry, Xiaoshan Shen is Xiaoshan Shen, she is not Ye Dajia.”

As he said this, a complex mix of emotions surfaced in Liang Huashan's eyes:

"No one can be Ye Wanzhuang."

Lin Jiang could hear the reminiscence and regret in his tone.

There are even some...

Arrogant.

It seems to be saying,

How could a tiny wild ginseng be worthy of the name Ye Wanzhuang?

It's just a magical creature that's been given a finishing touch.

What could possibly compare to the person who gave her the finishing touch?
Of course, his emotions only surfaced for a moment, and Liang Huashan quickly returned to his mild-mannered state:

"Let's take a break from the last two lessons. Her transformation is still unstable, and it's not appropriate for me to continue teaching her anything else."

"it is good."

Would you like some more tea?

"The tea is very good. If you, Mr. Liang, are willing, we would naturally be happy to try it."

"Good tea should naturally be given to those who know how to appreciate it." Liang Huashan continued to lightly swirl the tea.

Lin Jiang looked at Liang Huashan.

This young man with the face of a youth but a very old voice finally revealed a trace of his obsession with "Dianxing" to Lin Jiang today.

That was not the simple obsession that Lin Jiang was thinking.

Rather, it is a more complex and extreme obsession.

It seems that only such pure dedication can sustain the path of Qidianxing.

Lin Jiang couldn't help but think of Li Guang.

Since that's the case...

Is the object of that attachment, that which is lost in the light of the heart, truly the moon reflected in the river?
……

The next morning, a carriage arrived outside the courtyard.

Sun Zhong lifted the curtain and found Lin Jiang waiting for him at the door.

"That's early."

"Yes, we need to get up early; the Imperial Advisor likes to get up early."

Sun Zhong pulled back the curtain, and Lin Jiang also got into the carriage.

It's time to see the Imperial Advisor.

(End of this chapter)