Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 326 Me? I'm just a country bumpkin.

Lin Jiang quickly arrived at the coffin under the tree. He glanced inside and noticed that Zhao Liulang was looking around with great interest.

He glanced around, but realized that his vision couldn't penetrate the darkness, and a look of confusion naturally appeared on his face.

As someone who rarely makes a mistake in the Nine Heavens, Zhao Liulang was naturally filled with doubts when faced with such a strange place. If Lin Jiang hadn't told him about this place, he probably would have already tried to use a magic method to open the place that trapped him.

Before Lin Jiang could speak, Tin Man's voice suddenly rang out:
"Another new person has arrived!"

"Newbie?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Liulang, inside the coffin, frowned slightly, clearly pondering the deeper meaning of the words, before smiling and saying:
"May I ask your honorable name, sir? And where is this place?"

You can call me Tin Man here.

Tin Man spoke with a smug air, adopting the posture of a senior giving pointers:
"This is the eldest young master's training ground. You and I are both people chosen by the eldest young master's discerning eye. Besides us, there is a drunkard and a martial arts fanatic. We usually exchange information here, help each other, and follow the principle of one thing for one thing."

"Hmm." Lin Jiang hummed softly, sounding close to the original voice.

Tin Man immediately stopped talking and exclaimed joyfully, "This is the eldest young master!"

"Young Master..."

Zhao Liulang, with his keen ears, recognized the eldest young master's identity from the sound alone. A playful smile appeared on his face as he whispered:

"Oh, young master."

Lin Jiang realized that Zhao Liulang had seen through him, but he didn't say anything. He simply lowered his voice and whispered:
"welcome."

"Thank you."

"Newcomer, you need to be given a title when you come to the young master's academy. How should we address you?"

Tiepizi once again revealed his quick tongue, adopting the demeanor of a senior and directly asking Zhao Liulang a question.

Zhao Liulang thought for a moment before saying:
"I don't have any great skills, I'm just a country bumpkin, but I'm single-mindedly devoted to cultivation. Just call me Seeker of the Dao."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang could sense that Zhao Liulang's gaze was quite profound.

The so-called search for the way may also be about finding a path that allows Daxing to continue smoothly.

However, all that Tinpizi heard was the phrase "a young lad from the village."

After asking that question, Zhao Liulang casually asked Tiepizi:
"May I ask where you hold this position, sir?"

“I’m in the capital casting…” Tinplate started to say, but then stopped abruptly, abruptly ending his sentence, “It’s just a job in the capital.”

"I see." Zhao Liulang, hearing the youthful tone in Tiepizi's voice, had already roughly deduced what kind of person he was in the capital.

With a little further investigation, his true identity can be ascertained.

Of course, Zhao Liulang had a very amused expression at this moment, and simply said with a smile:
"Then I hope you can help me a lot."

This immediately roused Tinker, who promptly proclaimed:
"The path of seeking the Tao is indeed time-consuming and laborious. Without someone to guide you, you will likely go astray. But if you want to cultivate the Tao, you are welcome to come to me. I can explain any questions you may have about cultivation."

Hearing these words, Zhao Liulang's voice held a suppressed laugh. He had clearly been holding it in for a while before finally speaking solemnly:

"Thank you so much, senior. If I ever encounter any problems in my cultivation in the future, I will definitely come to ask you for help."

Tinplate started grinning foolishly.

It seems he really likes being called a senior.

Gong Xuan was clearly a bit older than him and had more experience in the martial arts world. After the two met in private, Tie Pi Zi knew that he was no match for his senior.

As for Jiang Jinyue, she rarely appears here to communicate. When she does appear, she only says a few words in a hurry. Tiepizi doesn't even have the chance to act as a senior.

At this rare moment, Tin Man was overjoyed to find a companion with a voice like a young boy.

Knowing the truth, Lin Jiang tried his best to suppress the urge to complain, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

The main issue is that Lin Jiang hasn't found a suitable opportunity to explain this to Tiepizi yet.

Since Zhao Liulang was willing to joke with Tiepizi, Lin Jiang felt it was best to remain silent.

Since neither Gong Xuan nor Jiang Jinyue are present at the moment, Lin Jiang plans to briefly explain his identity once everyone is together.

Since we've known each other for a long time, there's no need to keep hiding our identities.

Just as Lin Jiang was pondering this, he suddenly heard the sound of waves again.

He turned his head to look at the already strange coffin, and this time, Lin Jiang finally noticed something unusual inside the coffin.

Inside that coffin...

It gradually filled with seawater!

This was the first time he had ever seen anything like this, and he was slightly taken aback.

After a moment of deep thought, he suddenly saw a woman's disheveled face slowly emerge from the dark seawater.

She was a middle-aged woman with two dark gray dragon horns protruding from her pale forehead. Her bluish-gray neck and cheeks were covered with tiny scales, and she was wrapped in coarse cloth clothes soaked in dirt, which were torn in many places.

She was plain-looking, but her eyes were like inlaid sapphires, sparkling with an unusually bright luster in the murky seawater.

The woman's face was filled with confusion, clearly not understanding why she had suddenly found herself in this cramped space; her eyes held a mixture of wild, ferocious fear.

She didn't open her mouth, but the scales on her neck twitched twice, and then what sounded like speech came from inside the coffin.

Even through the water, Lin Jiang and the others could clearly hear the words, but the tone was very strange, not like a sound coming from the throat. Moreover, it wasn't Daxing language, at least Lin Jiang couldn't understand it.

What is that sound?

Tinplate exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Jiang clearly saw that the woman frowned immediately after hearing what Tiepizi said.

Then, with a whoosh, it disappeared from the coffin.

It seems they cut off all contact.

This person... is quite dangerous.

As he gazed at the spot again, he could vaguely sense the environment around the coffin, as if his connection with the coffin had deepened.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the coffin seemed to be submerged in a dark, deep sea, with only a few marine creatures swimming around in the gloom, and nothing else.

People from Dayin?
Is this the sea area of ​​the Great Yin Dynasty?

Looking closely at the woman's attire, she appeared to be dressed in rags, as if she had encountered some trouble, or perhaps she was trapped somewhere.

Numerous thoughts flashed rapidly through my mind, and my senses gradually faded away.

The coffin quietly returned to normal.

If no one touches the coffin again, it's estimated that there won't be any reaction for a long time to come.

"You're leaving now."

Ironhide was somewhat slow to realize that it was his own words that had caused the other person to leave.

"Today's main purpose is to introduce the newcomers here. As for that woman from earlier, she might be a bit reserved. I'll talk to her later," Lin Jiang said, making up an excuse to brush things off.

"I see." Tin Man's tone revealed obvious disappointment.

"That's enough for today, we'll talk again another day." Lin Jiang waved and ended the call. As they parted, Zhao Liulang suddenly added:
"Senior Ironhide, when we meet again, please teach me some basic cultivation methods!"

Tinplate immediately perked up and said repeatedly:
"Okay! I'll definitely teach you properly next time!"

Then it disconnected.

Hearing that the other party suddenly fell silent, Zhao Liulang finally couldn't help but burst into laughter:
"Master, where did you find this darling?!"

"He's a really nice young man. He helped me a lot back then, so don't take advantage of him."

"How could I possibly bully someone? That's my senior."

Zhao Liulang spoke with righteous indignation.

After saying this, Zhao Liulang asked Lin Jiang again:
"Master, where is this place?"

Lin Jiang briefly explained the situation to Zhao Liulang, who responded with a knowing tone:
"It's a good place for communication."

“That tinplate guy was the first one I encountered. Most of the others were acquaintances. I had planned to find a time to explain the situation to him, but I just couldn’t find a suitable opportunity.”

"What about that Yin person Master mentioned today?"

"That's a newcomer too. As long as you touch this coffin, there's a certain probability of entering this hall. However, perhaps because the coffin's location is rare, or perhaps because there's a waiting period between each pair, newcomers don't come very often."

After hearing this, Zhao Liulang pondered for a moment and then suggested:
“In that case, I suggest that Master not rush to explain this matter at the meeting. If you see him in private later, you can speak frankly about it. After all, new people will come to this place, and if an internal meeting has already been formed, it will be even more difficult for new people to get involved.”

Hearing Zhao Liulang say this, Lin Jiangxian understood a bit more.

If the truth is revealed, this group of people will naturally get together often. However, if some new people from outside come to the coffin, they will naturally feel that they are being ostracized.

This network of coffins that spans the globe is certainly useful, and maintaining the status quo for now is certainly fine.

“I just don’t know what the situation is with those people from Dayin.” Zhao Liulang’s interest was evident as he said this: “Although we have a deep personal relationship, we know very little about what is happening in Dayin. If we had an informant inside Dayin, we could get a lot of information about Dayin.”

"Forget about those political matters." Lin Jiang sighed helplessly. "Look at her, she looks just like someone who has suffered a disaster. You won't get any useful information from her."

"Pity."

……

The woman with dragon scales emerged directly from the water. She looked down at the pit she had just dived into, her brows furrowing.

"What kind of place is that?"

She muttered something under her breath, but no one around her responded.

At this moment, the midday sun hangs high in the sky, but the temperature is not too high.

The woman turned her head to look back at the shore beside her; she was all alone on the desolate island.

Further away, a dilapidated ship lay moored on the beach, waves crashing against its deck.

She stared at the large ship for a long time before finally looking back down at the sea.

Amidst the jumbled rocks, a coffin made entirely of stone could be vaguely seen nestled within.

"If there's anyone there... could they help me? Should we go check again?"

The woman pondered for a moment, her eyes filled with hesitation.

(End of this chapter)