Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 296 You are no longer a Daxing resident
"Imperial Preceptor, are you injured?"

"I wasn't seriously injured, but it's indeed difficult to mobilize the great magic to resolve the calamity."

Lin Jiang sat in front of the Grand Preceptor, who was making a hand seal with one hand and reaching into his robes with the other.

He took out a piece of cloth and stuck it directly onto Lin Jiang's body.

The strip of cloth spread out from his chest in an instant, covering his entire body in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, a well-fitting long-sleeved robe had already wrapped around Lin Jiang.

"That skill is truly amazing."

Lin Jiang stroked the brand-new robe and exclaimed in admiration.

"Once this matter is settled, I can teach you this method."

"Thank you, Imperial Master."

Just now, Lin Jiangzhou was only wearing his underwear. If Fang Changqing hadn't maintained some decorum during the fight and hadn't refrained from attacking his lower body, he would probably be protecting his vitals in front of the Grand Preceptor right now.

That is why the Imperial Preceptor used magic to create a garment for him.

After getting dressed properly, Lin Jiang immediately gave a brief report on what was happening outside.

Upon hearing this, the Imperial Advisor's eyes flashed with surprise as he looked Lin Jiang up and down.

"You can actually devour calamities and transform them into your own vital energy?"

"Yes."

"These are all intangible things, how are you going to eat them?"

"At once……"

With a casual gesture, the Grand Preceptor instantly separated the surging, colorful sea of ​​liquid in the distance, creating a neat, blank area.

In that area, Lin Jiang saw a deep, solidified darkness.

It was like a dark night without light, in which the formation of flowing currents could even be faintly seen.

With a grab of his five fingers, the calamity instantly twisted and deformed, like a braid being pulled by an invisible hand and forcibly dragged in front of Lin Jiang.

The Grand Preceptor's intentions were self-evident; he was looking forward to Lin Jiang's personal demonstration.

Lin Jiang didn't hold back either, taking a bite right into the pitch-black night.

With a sharp "ripping" sound, Lin Jiangsheng tore a large piece of the dark night sky in front of them.

The edge of the gap resembled a torn, thick black silk, violently swirling and shaking. Beyond the breach, Lin Jiang could also see the forest he had just come from.

However, the view was distorted, making it look like a canvas being pulled towards one's own side.

The Imperial Advisor stared intently at Lin Jiang, who was struggling to chew, and a deep look of surprise finally flashed in his eyes:

"How did you do that?" Lin Jiang remained silent for a moment, then gave a vague answer: "I know a little bit of unorthodox techniques."

He was actually unaware of the situation; logically, eating, drinking, and swallowing should not have such a miraculous effect.

"Inconceivable! Mortal flesh and blood can actually refine this formless and intangible thing?"

Lin Jiang could vaguely see a hint of fanaticism in the Grand Preceptor's eyes, which caused Lin Jiang's lips to twitch almost imperceptibly.

"Didn't the Imperial Advisor just drag that calamity into the mix?"

"How can they be compared?" The Grand Preceptor immediately shook his head. "I merely shrank the surrounding area slightly and moved the plane where the calamity was located a little closer. Its original form remained unchanged."

After speaking, the Imperial Preceptor composed himself slightly:

How many calamities can you devour at once?

"These things around us... can be swallowed all of them, but it will take time to digest them after swallowing."

"Good." The Grand Preceptor lightly changed his hand seals, and the surrounding liquid flow twisted and deformed accordingly.

A gap was deliberately opened, and strange celestial phenomena, shrouded in calamity, slowly pressed in from all sides.

"There are still three calamities left in this place. Let's choose one as a breakthrough point so that we can leave smoothly."

Lin Jiang nodded, and unconsciously licked his lips.

……

Fang Changqing, suspended in mid-air, twitched his eyelids slightly.

He could clearly see the barrier of calamity below diminishing at a visible rate.

Sure enough, although the young man surnamed Lin was not as good as him in direct combat, his methods were bizarre and varied, and he was specifically designed to suppress calamities, as if he were a nemesis created by the heavens specifically for him.

Fang Changqing sighed deeply, feeling an indescribable sense of frustration.

Soon, the weakest of the three, the Night Calamity, began to collapse inward.

coming!

The moment the calamity vanished, a stream of seven-colored liquid, shimmering with light, gushed forth like a waterfall cascading from the sky, crashing to the ground with a deafening roar.

A dazzling beam of light shot out from the gap, followed immediately by a ray of light that shot straight toward him.

Fang Changqing raised his arms to brace himself with his knife.

The moment the blade and the rainbow light intersected, he was so shocked that he was sent flying backward as if falling from the clouds.

It tumbled through the air seven or eight times before finally coming to a stop, propelled far away.

Looking up again, gazing in the direction of the calamity, the mass of darkness had completely merged into the seven-colored torrent, vanishing without a trace. The remaining two masses of calamity were clearly trying to sandwich each other.

Before they could close, a pair of giant hands suddenly reached out from the gap and fiercely gripped both sides.

The palm suddenly exerted force, and a seven-colored halo immediately appeared inside the two calamities. One of them, like the previously vanished darkness, suddenly collapsed into the depths of the liquid flow.

Fang Changqing was experiencing a slight auditory hallucination, as if he were hearing a rustling sound like slurping noodles coming from a stream of seven-colored liquid.

But when he listened intently, all he could hear was the low, rumbling hum of the flowing water.

Lin Jiang's bizarre methods undoubtedly left a deep impression on him.

However, the general had no time to attend to other matters at that moment.

The torrent suddenly parted, the liquid splitting in two, and a bald, dazzling man slowly stepped out of the liquid. After stretching his body, he walked towards Fang Changqing with a smile on his face.

"I `m coming out."

"I'm not blind, I saw it." "You know the consequences of doing this, right?"

"My heart is set on the great prosperity."

The Imperial Advisor stared intently at Fang Changqing, and at this moment, his face remained completely unwavering.

He truly believed this.

Finally, the Imperial Advisor let out a long, melancholy sigh:
"I thought that kind words would eventually lead you back to the right path, but now I realize that you have completely fallen into disaster."

Having said that, the Imperial Preceptor's eyes showed no trace of pity:

"Fang Changqing, you have betrayed your country."

"No one can accuse me of treason!" Fang Changqing's brows furrowed suddenly, and his previously calm tone was suddenly filled with anger.

The Imperial Preceptor remained silent, only taking out a jade tablet from his robes.

The jade plaque is shaped like a coiled dragon, with the character "兴" (prosperity) engraved in the center.

The jade plaque is shaped like a coiled dragon, with the character "兴" (prosperity) engraved in the center.

When his gaze fell upon this card, Fang Changqing's expression suddenly froze.

This is a treasure crafted by many individuals in the early days of the nation's founding. It is devoid of spirit and emotion, and requires no valuables. Apart from being indestructible, it is not actually a top-tier treasure.

This thing has only one use.

This is evidence of the great prosperity of the nation.

Those born in Daxing will be remembered by the jade tablet.

People may never have the chance to see it in their lifetime, but the significance of its great prosperity is clear to everyone on the jade tablet.

"What is your purpose in taking this item?"

Fang Changqing's voice trembled slightly.

The Imperial Preceptor did not answer, but slowly said:
"Fang Changqing, from this moment on, you are no longer a citizen of Daxing. Entering the country now makes you a traitor who has stolen the nation, a crime deserving of death!"

Before he finished speaking, the jade tablet in his hand suddenly shimmered with a faint light.

Something intangible was instantly etched onto it, and in a daze, it seemed as if something had quietly changed.

At this moment, Fang Changqing was no longer a native of Daxing.

He became the culprit for invading Daxing.

This so-called "method" actually has no effect on Fang Changqing. His body will not be injured, his cultivation will not be damaged, and no strange or unusual Qi will enter his body to cause trouble.

but……

"I have guarded the southern border for so many years. I have been guarding this place since I first joined the army. I have served as a lieutenant general, a deputy general, a logistics general, and finally a grand general. Over the years, how many bandits have I killed who wanted to invade Daxing? How many great contributions have I made to Daxing! Now you tell me that I am not a native of Daxing?"

Fang Changqing let out a heart-wrenching growl from his throat:
"I am doing all this for the sake of Daxing! Perhaps some people of Daxing will die, but it is necessary. You cannot take your anger out on me just because I am here to deal with calamities!"

The Imperial Advisor shook his head, offering no explanation.

Fang Changqing has been completely corrupted; he doesn't even think that he has done anything wrong by causing the deaths of the people of Daxing.

This would have been impossible for the former general who guarded the south.

He's nothing more than a monster disguised as Fang Changqing.

Fang Changqing closed his eyes, and after a moment, he calmed down again, raised his sword, and pointed it at the Imperial Advisor in mid-air:
“Since I’m not from Daxing, as long as I kill you and take back the jade pendant, I’ll be a Daxing person again.”

Then, he suddenly waved his hand.

The Imperial Advisor subconsciously lowered his head and looked into the distant woods.

In that spot, some scarlet lights were flickering in the distance.

……

Old Zhao stepped on a lieutenant general, spat to the side, and laughed:

"You couldn't stop me, could you?"

Two star-studded generals stood to the side, weapons in hand, watching the others warily. They were clearly exhausted, panting heavily.

Li Xingguang was still locked in a fierce battle with Jiang Jinyue, and the others had no time to concern themselves with the quarreling mother and daughter.

No one died in this battle.

It wasn't that he didn't want to kill, but the time available was definitely not enough to kill even a single star. Even after Elder Zhao opened the illusory realm, he still had to ensure that he could suppress the situation, so he did not choose to kill.

However, after all this fighting, Zhao Lao and his group ultimately emerged victorious.

The southern generals could no longer stop them.

Old Zhao snorted coldly and glanced at the sky.

In the distance, a torrent of seven colors could be seen in the sky, and the Imperial Advisor was half-suspended, clearly having escaped from his predicament.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a good thing that the old bald man got out safely.

The general definitely can't beat the old bald man.

Once he and Wenzu arrive at the scene, they will be able to kill the Great General without a doubt.

Suddenly, Old Zhao felt that something was wrong.

He subconsciously looked down and found that the adjutant under his foot was trembling unconsciously.

His face was pale and green, his body was trembling, and milky white foam was even beginning to flow from the corners of his mouth.

Not only him, but the other adjutants around him were the same.

They were far from being killed after their defeat, but now they were lying on the ground, struggling in agony, as if their lives were being taken away.

what happened?

This sudden anomaly caused Li Xingguang and Jiang Jinyue to stop what they were doing, and everyone looked at the Southern Army's adjutants.

I saw...

They opened their mouths.
Red beads flowed from their mouths and rolled on the ground.

(End of this chapter)