Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 345 Why are you guys so good at fighting?

The old abbot was somewhat dull-witted.

He had barely finished saying he was going to break through to the Star Point when he was brutally beaten on the ground like a dog.

His skills were as useless as paper in front of the two of them.

With just a few punches and kicks, he was knocked to the ground.

Is this...is this right?

This is obviously not right.

Since releasing the three beings of greed, anger, and ignorance, it's as if he's missing a piece of his three souls and seven spirits, which is why his body has become increasingly haggard.

On the contrary, his spiritual practice improved day by day.

Now that the three young monks have returned to the temple, and having consumed such abundant vitality during the day, the old abbot feels incredibly powerful, believing he has reached the pinnacle of life.

But before he could enjoy this peak for long, he was slapped back to reality.

He opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his throat. Those few blows would have killed an ordinary person long ago, but he had only managed to save his life recently by mastering the Body Transformation Technique.

After finally regaining his composure, the old abbot looked at the two of them with disbelief:
"Why? How do you two possess such extraordinary abilities?!"

"Sleep for four hours every day." Lin Jiang casually said this, and then slapped the old abbot across the face again.

This time, however, he infused his palm with the technique of chaotic qi, and the rampaging summer qi swirled back and forth within the old abbot's body.

The old abbot's half-baked transformation technique instantly failed, his face turned red, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and he looked like he had heatstroke.

At this moment, the abbot finally realized that nothing he said now would make a difference.

The two people in front of me...

It must be a star!

Apart from Stardust, no one could subdue him so easily!

But he still doesn't understand.

These rare "stars of the martial world" are few and far between; many people spend half their lives without ever seeing one.

Why are there two of them in front of me today?

And why at this particular time?
Why did it have to be this day that I become a star?!

The old abbot opened his mouth, and a mournful roar came from his throat.

What a coincidence! It's such a coincidence that it didn't come earlier or later, but just now.

This was practically made for him!
Lin Jiang shrugged:

"Just consider it bad luck."

"bad luck?"

The old abbot looked again at the large Buddha statue behind Lin Jiang, and suddenly a few hoarse laughs escaped his throat:

"Bad luck...bad luck! I've served you for so many years! I've exhausted all my devotion, and in the end, all I get is a simple 'bad luck'!"

Lin Jiang felt that the old monk was probably talking to the golden Buddha behind his back, but unfortunately the golden Buddha did not respond.

Lin Jiang didn't bother with him.

"I'll trouble you, Divine Herb Lord, to wake up all the monks in the temple. If you kill this man with just a few punches and kicks, it will only cause more trouble later."

Lin Jiang gently patted the little ginseng on the head, and the little ginseng immediately nodded.

She jumped off Lin Jiang's shoulder, and in the blink of an eye, her body transformed into a little girl. She kicked her little legs and ran outside.

If that original form wanted to wake up all the monks in the temple, it would have been really difficult to cross mountains and valleys, step over thresholds, climb onto beds, and whisper in each person's ear. Now, transforming into human form would save a lot of trouble.

Unexpectedly, before the ginseng could even flee, the abbot slammed his fist on the ground:
"Don't think about it!"

He had a backup plan!

Something was hidden inside the temple that could obey his commands and instantly kill the three people, who were greedy, foolish, and angry.

Upon their deaths, the objects they were attached to swiftly returned to the old abbot's body.

In this way, he can break through to the Star Point level in a simple and direct manner.

It takes at least three stars to kill a target; this is common knowledge!

Even if breaking through in battle leaves him with serious health problems and significantly reduces his cultivation level, it doesn't matter. As long as he survives, he can always rebuild. As long as he can escape and find others to replenish his lifespan, he can live and still have a chance to break through to the Star Point Realm!

He absolutely refused to believe that there was a third star hidden inside the temple, or that one of the two people in front of him was a cultivator at the Eighth Heaven!
……

Jiang Jinyue and Yi Er San were chatting and cracking sunflower seeds in the room.

"Xiao Jiang, don't you really have any thoughts about finding a good husband?" Yi Er San looked at Jiang Jin Yue with considerable puzzlement. "Finding a husband would be so wonderful. We could be together, sharing our deepest feelings, and growing old hand in hand in a sweet and loving relationship."

"Sigh..." Jiang Jinyue sighed helplessly, "Senior, I really don't have such thoughts right now. Besides, for us cultivators, love is not necessarily a necessary path. Right now, I just want to take a few more steps on this path of seeking."

"Sigh, you just haven't met your Mr. Right yet."

One, two, three: chin resting on hands, two long, slender legs dangling leisurely under the table.

"So, what do you think, Young Master Lin?"

Jiang Jinyue pondered carefully for a moment, then slowly shook her head.

"He's not good enough?"

“No.” A faint, helpless smile crossed Jiang Jinyue’s face. “He is just too good. In terms of looks, he could easily hold a place in the hearts of women all over the world. But every time I see him, I feel only gratitude and respect, not love. If I were to stay with him just because of these feelings, wouldn’t that be a waste of Lin Jiang’s time?”

Upon hearing this, Yi, Er, San nodded slightly, then sighed:
"Alas, it's a pity that I harbor such deep affection for Young Master Lin, yet he has not reciprocated my feelings at all."

"senior……"

"Ah."

"I'm afraid what I'm saying might not be pleasant to hear," Jiang Jinyue said cautiously. "I feel that what you hold in your heart is universal love, not just for one person. Whether it's for Young Master Lin or others, most people might not be able to bear such affection."

She opened her mouth, one, two, three. Smoke began to rise from the top of her head.

It looks like something is burning.

Jiang Jinyue didn't dare to speak; she even felt a little regretful.

In fact, most of those who reach the Star Point are not very mentally stable, and the first, second, and third are among the most abnormal. What I just said might suddenly make her emotionally unstable.

Just as Jiang Jinyue was pondering, she suddenly saw Yi Er San and came to her senses.

This made Jiang Jinyue tense instantly.

"Oh dear, how could anyone put such disgusting things in this precious temple?"

He muttered "one, two, three" casually, then flipped his hand, and a white candle appeared in his palm without him noticing.

She placed the candle on the table, gently blew on the wick, and a flickering flame immediately rose above it.

Then nothing happened. Yi Er San also put his elbows under his face and lay on his side on the table, letting his unusually long black hair hang down to the ground.

"What you say makes sense...very much sense. I need to think about it."

Jiang Jinyue couldn't help but turn her head to look at the candle.

No.

What did you just do?

……

Nothing happened.

The night was still and quiet, and the Dharma he had set up remained unmoved. The three monks he had created were still sleeping soundly in the room, completely unaffected.

The abbot slammed his fist on the ground again, only then realizing with a start that he had lost contact with the precious treasures left in the temple.

Abbot: "?"

He stared in astonishment, his mouth agape, deep in thought, trying to understand the situation before him, but after a long while he could only close his eyes in sorrow.

It seems... there's absolutely no other way.

Upon hearing that the little girl had run into the temple, the abbot immediately circulated his Qi, attempting to forcibly sever his own meridians and end his life.

However, Lin Jiang, who was stepping on him, was also continuously injecting vitality into his body through his feet. Wherever there was damage, the vitality would immediately go to repair and replenish it.

Just right, not a bit more, not a bit less.

Only then did the old abbot realize that he had even lost the right to end his own life.

The main hall's entrance was wide open, and the old abbot could only watch as the young girl walked into the center of the courtyard, looked around once, straightened her chest, and shouted loudly towards the sky:

"It's dawn! Come to the main hall quickly!"

The sound was exceptionally clear, instantly piercing through the entire night.

A commotion immediately broke out in the temple.

The old abbot slowly closed his eyes.

As he listened to the growing commotion outside, all he could hear were the monks' exclamations of surprise.

The monks, unaware of the situation, witnessed the old abbot being trampled underfoot by Lin Jiang and tried to rush forward to rescue him.

But Yu Wenyun stood quietly in place, and the invisible pressure emanating from him made the group of monks dare not approach.

As the last of the senior monks slowly approached, Yi Ning, who was at the head of the group, saw this scene and his expression changed drastically. He glared angrily at Lin Jiang.

"You! What do you mean by this! Mingde Temple kindly invited you all in, why do you have to do this?"

Lin Jiang pointed directly to the golden Buddha behind him:

“Your abbot eats human lifespans. There’s a hollow hole behind this golden Buddha, filled with fingernails. You can investigate it yourselves.”

Only then did the monks realize that black tears were streaming from the eyes of the enormous golden Buddha, now gathered in the palm of its hand.

Yi Ning felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer. Without thinking, he immediately led several monks from the Disciplinary Academy and hurried toward the Golden Buddha.

They went behind the golden Buddha and quickly found the gap that Lin Jiang had torn open.

Upon seeing the scene inside the cave, the two younger monks from the monastic academy both changed color and immediately began to vomit violently. Even Yi Ning staggered and swayed several times before regaining his balance.

Their Buddhist practice, which relies primarily on the merits of offering incense, finds such evil spirits particularly repulsive.

Therefore, no one expected that these things were hidden beneath this bright golden Buddha!

The monks around them understood the reason for the incident, and their thoughts were in turmoil, as if they were being scalded by boiling water, and they were completely unable to calm down.

Several martial arts academy disciples whispered among themselves, "Could this be a setup to frame Mingde Temple? And how do we know these fingernails weren't inserted after the golden Buddha was hollowed out?"

The young monks were talking nonsense, but Yi Ning glared at them fiercely.

If they can't see it, how could Yi Ning not see it?

Based on the age of the nails, they are clearly arranged in chronological order of years.

It would be impossible to accomplish this unless someone spent nearly twenty years painstakingly pasting nails onto each one.

If we continue to deceive ourselves now, it will only disgust people.

With a complicated expression, Yi Ning walked up to the abbot. He lowered his head and looked at the old monk, whose weathered face came into view.

"Why is that..."

Yi Ning's voice trembled, but the abbot remained silent.

"Why is that..."

Yi Ning knelt on the ground.

The abbot remained silent.

(End of this chapter)