Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 397

"Looking for answers? What answers?"

Li Fuqi pouted, looking impatient.
"Don't try to be mysterious with me! I hate vague things more than anything. I once met an astrology guy who pretended to tell my fortune, then said, 'You'll know in time,' and mumbled a bunch of mystical nonsense. I was so annoyed that I beat him up."

As Donkey Head listened, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly involuntarily.

When he first met Li Fuqi, he knew that this man was quite impatient. He was clearly practicing the art of chess, which emphasizes self-cultivation and the "kingly way" of controlling the whole game, but his personality was more like that of a rough and brute.

However, he was not simply reckless; behind his seemingly impulsive actions, there were always his own considerations.

Donkey Head knew that if he hesitated or made excuses, he would probably get a beating from the person in front of him, so he honestly answered:
"Lan Ke, are you aware of this?"

"Lanko? That bandit kingdom?" Li Fuqi pondered for a moment. "I know. They're separated from Chen Kingdom by only a stretch of Gobi Desert. In the old days, they often sent rampant cavalry from next door to plunder our property. But later, it seems that a new emperor came along, and they became much more restrained."

"Lan Ke is backed by the immortal mountain where immortals ascended to heaven. The immortal mountain opens about once every sixty years. This time the immortal mountain will open again, and they must want to go to that place."

"A sacred mountain..." Li Fuqi's eyes lit up slightly upon hearing this, and he turned his head to gaze at the donkey's head, saying:

"You seem quite familiar with that sacred mountain. Do you know what is hidden there?"

"I have never been there, but I have heard that it seems to hold the exquisite craftsmanship of the celestial beings from the ancient times."

"I see."

Li Fuqi understood perfectly, and said:
"Will those Blue Tech people be willing to accept this?"

"Lanko has long been destroyed by war, and whether they like it or not, they are powerless to stop it."

Li Fuqi glanced at the donkey head again. The donkey head didn't move at all, only the donkey head mask on its head was tilted to the side.

"War?"

“They were attacked by barbarian tribes nearby, and there were also various natural and man-made disasters. Their national strength was indeed not strong, and they were wiped out.”

"You know so much about this."

“I know people in Lanco.”

"I had indeed heard that the old Bluecoans had become thieves and had been trying to reclaim their city-state, but I never expected that they would end up destroying their own homeland."

Li Fuqi also stopped asking questions:
"The current Lanko Plains can be considered a peaceful place, but it has unexpectedly suffered such a calamity. As a neighboring country of the Old God City, it is only right to lend a helping hand."

"You are right."

"Perfect timing! I'll bring more people with me to the Immortal Mountain. I'll avenge those Daxing people who killed my men!"

Li Fuqi's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly.

Whether he truly wanted revenge or merely intended to use it as an excuse to seize the sacred mountain remains unknown.

……

Lin Jiang reconfirmed the distance; reaching the sacred mountain would likely still require a considerable journey.

Upon entering this vast Gobi Desert, one rarely sees any other people.

The carriage travels by day and rests by night, repeating the cycle endlessly.

In reality, Yu Wenyun could drive at night without any problem, but the horses would find it difficult to bear the weight. Although these were top-quality steeds, they had not yet attained any spiritual cultivation or intelligence, so they were unlikely to make Yu Wenyun unload the horses and pull the carriage himself.

Although Yu Wenyun didn't mind, Lin Jiang still felt it was inappropriate.

At the same time, the bull demon Babaili kept his promise and taught Xiaoshan Shen many skills.

According to him, Xiaoshan Shen's own cultivation was already extraordinary, but his previous studies were scattered, including martial arts, calligraphy and painting, which made it difficult for him to integrate what he had learned and even unable to exert the power that his cultivation should have.

The Eight Hundred Miles Ancient Dharma Gate was of profound level, and it was quite suitable for dealing with Xiaoshan Shen's situation. It quickly formulated several plans for Xiaoshan Shen, aiming to help her completely control her own abilities.

On the other hand, Huang Erduo, who had been silent all along, gradually relaxed after the experiences of the past few days, but he only thanked Lin Jiang and then said nothing more.

Compared to Babaili, who has been a core cultivator for many years and has long accepted his fate, Huang Erduo is clearly still unable to accept that he has lost his physical body and can only cling to this immobile body to eke out a living.

With nothing to do during the day, Lin Jiang spread out a map.

Aside from heading to the sacred mountain, the main reason Lin Jiang chose this desolate and remote route was that there was another matter nearby that urgently needed to be dealt with.

That is to cure the first, second, and third ailments.

Based on the clues provided by Zhao Liulang, they had actually entered the activity range of the Ninth Heaven master who could cure one, two, and three diseases, but that person's whereabouts were mysterious, and it would be difficult to encounter him.

Fortunately, Zhao Liulang gave him a keepsake when he left.

Lin Jiang took out a small jade pendant from his pocket. The pendant was round and smooth, and seemed to be of good quality, but it had nothing special about it.

Hold it in your hand and infuse it with your Qi.

The jade pendant trembled slightly, but nothing else happened.

Lin Jiang picked up the thing with some doubt and shook it a couple of times.

There was absolutely no movement.

Did Zhao Liulang take the wrong thing?
Lin Jiang waited a while longer, but seeing that no one came, he shook his head with a hint of helplessness and put the jade pendant back into his pocket. He would try his best to search for it, but if he really couldn't find it anywhere, he would go to the immortal mountain first and make further plans on his return journey.

As his gaze swept over the figure sitting quietly by the window, gazing into the distance, Lin Jiang suddenly recalled the words that Yi Er San had said to him when the illusion dissipated.

She was completely different then than she is now; the clarity and wisdom she exuded in her words were unlike the naive and shy girl before me.

It was more like the image of Qingming that he had glimpsed in his memory.

It seems that the illusion can indeed temporarily restore her to normalcy.

Then he recalled the phrase "Please take care of me in the future" from the illusion, and Lin Jiang thought to himself that the memories must be interconnected.

When it comes to matters concerning the individual, the question should ultimately be asked of the individual themselves.

The woman by the window noticed Lin Jiang approaching, and lowered her phoenix eyelashes to avoid his gaze, not daring to meet his eyes.

Even with heavy makeup, one can still glimpse the subtle blush of sunset beneath the powder.

She was clearly still struggling with her chronic illness, and at this moment she was doing her best to restrain her instincts.

"May I ask what business you have with me, sir?" The question, as faint as a mosquito's buzz, drifted away.

"When you used the Illusion Mirror, it seemed as if you transformed back into your original form. Do you still remember that?"

Upon hearing Lin Jiang's question, Yi Er San tilted his head:
"Have I... used the Illusion Mirror recently?"

Lin Jiang rubbed his forehead.

It seems that the situation of Yi, Er, and San is still not good. When she regained her original consciousness, she had no memory of it at all.

Seeing Lin Jiang's condition, a trace of worry and fear also flashed across the faces of Yi Er San:
"Young master, have I... done anything inappropriate?"

"No, you've been a great help to us."

"That's good then." Yi Er San pressed his hand to his chest, let out a long sigh, and then looked slightly embarrassed. "To be honest, I am no longer able to open the Illusion Mirror. It's just that I do occasionally lose consciousness for a period of time... From what you've said, perhaps the original mind regained control of my body and opened the Illusion Mirror for me?"

Upon hearing what the other party said, Lin Jiang frowned slightly.

Does it sound like the current "One Two Three" is a completely different person from the original "One Two Three"?
How exactly were you injured back then?

Hearing Lin Jiang's question, Yi Er San gently bit her lip:
"It is said that everyone around me said that my soul was damaged, but I myself did not feel anything was wrong. It was just that when Ye Wanzhuang's body died, Daxing was still surrounded by enemies. I guarded this illusory mirror for a long time without being able to break through. In my anxiety day and night, I suddenly opened my mind and comprehended the method."

Lin Jiang's lips twitched slightly.

Your sudden enlightenment, described as "one day," sounds quite unusual.

"As for my insistence on finding a husband, it is because I have never been able to form a proper bond with anyone since I was born. All my relationships have turned into stars and disappeared. Am I not allowed to find a suitable husband?"

One, two, and three felt very wronged.

"But with your fate, I'm afraid no one can help your husband bear it."

Lin Jiang held his forehead.

Over the years, she has brought many to the brink of death, and several unlucky lechers have even been taken away on the spot by a lost ship.

Upon hearing this, Yi, Er, and San burst into tears again.
"It is truly just my fate that is to blame. I have absolutely no intention of harming anyone. Young master, you are blessed with good fortune. If you do not despise me, please take me in. I would be willing to be your concubine..."

Lin Jiang: "..."

Does the saying "hard-fated" make any sense?
He hesitated for a long time, then finally sighed:
"Let's stay in this area for a couple of days and see if the Taoist priest on the donkey that His Majesty mentioned is here..."

One, two, three, heads bowed in disappointment:
"What is it that I lack? Is it my skills? Or is it my figure?"

neither.

The main problem is that your thoughts are confused right now, so how can you take your words seriously!

To be precise, Lin Jiang wasn't exactly a saint, but whether his advances were truly willing or a result of his illness, anyone with eyes could see through it.

Lin Jiang would never do something like taking advantage of someone in distress.

Having pondered this in his heart, he needed to carefully consider the words that came out, and immediately said solemnly:
"Given your current state, your affections may not truly belong to me. If you cannot obtain what your heart desires, how can you alleviate your obsession? Wouldn't that be exactly the same as Liang forcing Ye to do the same?"

Upon hearing Lin Jiang's words, Yi Er San was struck dumb, speechless for a moment.

After a long silence, he managed to squeeze out two sentences:

"Young master, are you truly unmoved by me? I believe I possess some beauty."

"All the beauties in the world are nothing but skeletons to me." Lin Jiang said with a straight face and a solemn expression. "Besides, after you took the pill, no one on the street paid any attention to you. What people covet is nothing more than a physical appearance. I don't care about appearances, so naturally I have nothing to attract you."

One, two, three hesitated, about to speak but then stopped abruptly. Just as the words were about to leave his mouth, the carriage suddenly came to a stop.

Yu Wenyun's voice rang out from the outside:
"Young master, there is an old Taoist priest riding a donkey backwards ahead."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face!
They actually managed to call them!

(End of this chapter)