Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 319 This is my master

Zhao Liulang was still physically weak, but his eyes shone brightly as he stared intently at Lin Jiang before him:
"I have been longing to see my master day and night, and today my wish has finally come true."

"Don't be so mushy." Lin Jiang rubbed his arms. "If you were a pretty woman, it would be fine, but for a grown man like you, these words are really a bit scary."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Liulang laughed loudly: "If Master likes beautiful women, I know quite a few. If Master wants, I will immediately find you the one with the biggest butt in the whole of Daxing."

"...Your ambition since childhood has never changed."

"So you really have been watching over me since I was a child!" Zhao Liulang's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he stopped referring to himself as "I, the Emperor." "Around when did it start?"

"When you and Xiaojiaozi were picking up the corpse."

"Why did you choose the two of us in particular?" Zhao Liulang wiped his nose, revealing an expression of complete understanding: "You must have seen something extraordinary about us to decide to take us on as disciples."

"...No, I came here to save you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Liulang subconsciously tilted his head, his face clearly showing confusion, not knowing what Lin Jiang meant.

Lin Jiang made no attempt to conceal anything and simply told Zhao Liulang everything that had happened in Daxing during that period.

As Zhao Liulang listened, a look of surprise appeared on his face:

"Did the primordial fog take you to the past?"

"Yes."

After sensing the pill formula used by Zhao Liulang, Lin Jiang naturally understood.

That experience in the thick fog was not just a vivid memory, but a true historical event.

After all, the alchemical formulas are profound and mysterious. If he hadn't gone back in time, where would Zhao Liulang have learned alchemy?
“I have come into contact with this method, and it is indeed wonderful and unique. Once used properly, it can disregard the distance between people and traverse the vast world in an instant.”

"It's because there's no concept of time in the original fog; once you enter the fog, you're always looking for your location."

Lin Jiang briefly explained the various aspects of the primordial fog to Zhao Liulang, but Zhao Liulang listened for a while and became confused.

It wasn't that his cultivation was lacking; the main issue was that he hadn't yet grasped the relationship between time, speed, and distance. After listening for a long time, he finally stubbornly insisted:
“You taught us there and accompanied us through such a long time. No matter what the reason was, a teacher is a teacher, and I think Xiaojiaozi thinks so too.”

A smile spread across Lin Jiang's face.

After taking a stroll through the misty area around Zhao Liulang, he gained a profound understanding of the temperament of this Emperor of Daxing.

He was a man of great loyalty and affection, and even though Lin Jiang was not the "immortal" he admired, he would not hold a grudge.

At most, one might marvel at the profound mystery of the method, which allowed the newly born Lin Jiang to forge such a deep connection with his distant past self.

After their conversation ended, Zhao Liulang looked around and then stared at his surroundings in confusion. Realizing he was suspended in mid-air, he muttered to himself, rather perplexed:
"I can fly now?"

"You couldn't fly before?" Lin Jiang asked. "Your cultivation is already so profound."

"That's different. Using a method to fly is ultimately relying on external force. Now, I can fly freely without using any method, as if I have transformed into a bird, and I regard this wonderful feeling of breaking free from the earth's constraints as my own instinct."

Zhao Liulang jumped twice more on the spot, feeling as if he were in a stream of water.

"Perhaps it's because we're in different locations."

"Ok?"

Before Zhao Liulang could react, he suddenly noticed the towering buildings below and the bustling crowds.

He was greatly surprised when he saw it:
"Master, what are all these things?"

"These are my illusion mirrors."

“I’m asking about these things in the illusory realm,” Zhao Liulang said, pointing to the strange buildings. “I’ve never seen these before.”

"There are many things you've never seen before." Lin Jiang waved his hand and withdrew the illusory realm.

Zhao Liulang suddenly felt a surge of tyrannical energy sweeping over him. His body was already weak, and this surge almost disrupted his internal energy.

Fortunately, he was highly skilled and stabilized his cultivation after a short while.

However, when the scene before his eyes suddenly came into view, even Zhao Liulang, who had once swept across the eight wastelands and six directions, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He glimpsed the surging world churning in the waves, and saw coffins floating in the distance.

And the vast, deep void behind the coffin.

"This is?!"

“This is… outside of Daxing.” Lin Jiang didn’t know how to explain this space, so he could only point to the coffin: “That is Daxing, or more precisely, our world.”

Zhao Liulang opened his eyes wide and carefully examined the coffin, discovering that, just as Lin Jiang had said, the terrain and the drawn map inside the coffin bore a striking resemblance.

"Isn't the ends of the earth just the wooden plank erected next to this coffin?"

"exactly."

Zhao Liulang's expression grew increasingly astonished: "Back then, I sent a group of insightful people to the ends of the earth. It is said that a great city was built there. Now it seems that only some great power could accomplish this."

“I’m also investigating this matter,” Lin Jiang said in a deep voice. “I’m afraid I’ll have to ask you to search for the history of the previous dynasty and earlier in the capital’s library.”

"That's easy. The old bald man once built a large library, and he has copies of all kinds of books in the world. I think he can definitely help you find what you need."

Zhao Liulang also stared intently at the empty space behind the coffin. He frowned slightly and asked in a low voice:

"Master, what is that?"

"That is the source of all the calamities in Daxing."

Zhao Liulang fell silent instantly.

He stared intently at the hole, gesturing with his hands as he described it:
"So big?"

"It's this big."

"This is probably bigger than the entire Daxing area, isn't it?"

"It looks as big as half a coffin."

"How should we deal with this?" Zhao Liulang couldn't help but rub his head.

This thing is so enormous that even those with profound cultivation at the Ninth Heaven would find it like child's play. To say it's a battle against the heavens is no exaggeration.

There will always be a way.

Hearing Lin Jiang's words, Zhao Liulang finally came to his senses.

He looked at Lin Jiang with a strange expression:

“Master, you still say you’re not a deity.”

Lin Jiang's lips twitched slightly: "How am I some kind of god?"

“Such a place, such a sight, how could anyone but a god see it all at a glance?” Zhao Liulang said matter-of-factly.

Lin Jiang was speechless for a moment.

Although his arrival here was truly an accident.

Lin Jiang took out the "Return to Hometown" pill from his pocket and handed it directly to Zhao Liulang: "After swallowing it, you can think back to the capital and return directly from here."

“Returning home? I recognize this elixir. Back then, there was a young man in the capital named Lin Shengfeng who brought back a prescription after returning from the ends of the earth.”

Lin Jiang sighed softly, "That was my grandfather."

Zhao Liulang was taken aback upon hearing this, remained silent for a moment, and then said:
"What should we call Master's grandfather?"

Lin Jiang: "..."

Lin Jiang felt that Zhao Liulang was really unreliable.

How could he possibly resemble the Emperor of Daxing? He's clearly just a naive young man new to the world.

His appearance, however, fits the description quite well.

Could it be that he relaxed his guard because he was by my side? Or was it that after saving his life, his three souls and seven spirits were reshaped?
However, it was inconvenient to ask about this matter, so we simply assumed that this was Zhao Liulang's true nature.

After the two took the pills, their bodies vanished into thin air, leaving only the coffin slowly drifting away in the distance.

……

The Imperial Advisor searched the empty room several times, but still couldn't find Lin Jiang and Zhao Liulang.

Although his expression didn't change, sweat was already appearing on his forehead.

Zhao Liulang's life or death is irrelevant; after all, he is no different from a dead man.

But Lin Jiang absolutely cannot be harmed!

That was the only person in Daxing who could fight against the calamity!
We must activate the altar and use the tracking technique to find them!

With a thought racing through his mind, the Imperial Preceptor did not hesitate any longer and rushed out of the palace with Xiaoshan Shen.

Halfway there, a familiar voice suddenly rang out beside the pillars:

"Old bald man, what's the matter that you're in such a hurry?"

The Imperial Advisor suddenly stopped and turned around, only to see a dark-skinned young man standing smiling not far away, with Lin Jiang standing beside him.

The Imperial Advisor immediately rushed forward, taking three steps at a time.

He first stuffed the ginseng back into Lin Jiang's arms, then hurriedly checked the other man's body with both hands:
"It'll be fine if you don't have anything to do."

Zhao Liulang's lips twitched slightly: "And me?"

Upon hearing this, the Imperial Advisor glanced coldly at Zhao Liulang and said, "As long as he's not dead, that's fine."

"You really are cold-hearted," Zhao Liulang sighed softly.

The Grand Preceptor's tense face finally relaxed, and he then solemnly bowed deeply to Lin Jiang, his body half-bent, head bowed, and he bowed very deeply.

"Thank you for your help, young master. Without you, Daxing would have no future."

"You flatter me." Lin Jiang gently helped the Imperial Advisor up.

Zhao Liulang, who was standing to the side, also said:

"After all, he is my master, so naturally he will come to save me."

Upon hearing this, the Imperial Advisor raised his head, which had been hanging low.

A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Master?"

"Yes, Master."

"Right...right?" The Imperial Advisor was clearly stumped. "Didn't your master pass away a long time ago?"

"Didn't I tell you that I have two masters? The other master is an immortal."

"You did tell me..." He opened his mouth, then hesitated.

Even someone as knowledgeable as him, both ancient and modern, felt his head buzzing at that moment.

Seeing the Grand Preceptor's appearance, Zhao Liulang laughed heartily: "My master told me that it was all due to the Great Fog of the Primordial Era. I know very little about this method. If you are really interested, you can talk to my master about it in detail in the future."

The Imperial Advisor's mind was still in a state of confusion.

"Let's not talk about that for now," Zhao Liulang pointed to the panicked palace maids and guards around him. "What's going on in the palace that has caused such chaos?"

Upon hearing this question, the Imperial Preceptor immediately became serious:

"During your absence from the capital, there have been some unscrupulous individuals stirring up trouble." The Imperial Advisor briefly recounted the activities of the civil and military officials in the capital.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Liulang raised an eyebrow slightly and sighed helplessly.

"There will always be people who are willing to risk their lives."

(End of this chapter)