Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 423 Surrounded
Lin Jiang unconsciously started scratching his head.

According to Yu Chang, there is actually another force that Lin Jiang is unaware of.

The Celestials were one faction, but they were completely defeated by the Immortals and transformed into a group of small golden figures, which were then suppressed within the "body-transformed gold" realm.

Yu Chang frankly admitted that he is no longer the real Yu Chang.

At that time, all the surviving little golden men were mixed together and forced to share the burden under the intense impact. He just had the most fragments of memory belonging to "Yu Chang" and was the one who could speak most representatively for that identity.

The second force is the immortals. After Li Jinyue transformed into an immortal, for some reason she did not immediately guide the souls from the outside world back. Perhaps she did try, but the fusion of spirit and body ultimately takes time; or perhaps there are other hidden reasons that delayed her.

In short, she founded the divine city, initially ruled it personally, and then suddenly disappeared.

As for whether Shencheng should be considered an independent third-party force or placed under Li Jinyue's command, Lin Jiang could not say for sure.

If Lai Ching-yue had revealed his true intentions from the beginning...

She explicitly stated that she planned to resurrect the original owner of the coffin, at which point all life she had created would vanish.

Lin Jiang thought that if that were the case, probably no one would be foolish enough to help her with her work.

It must be because the divine city also needed to carry out a huge project when it was receiving the original soul, so she finally chose to cleverly trick these locals into helping her with the work.

Ultimately, they subdued Li Jinyue and threw her into the forces inside the Immortal Mountain.

Who is it?

Could it be the Taoist Seeking Truth?

It seems unlikely. If the Seeking Truth Taoist had really done such a thing, he should have told himself back then.

After all, he had made it clear that he was going to the Immortal Mountain. If there really was a powerful enemy he had infiltrated there, how could he not warn Lin Jiang?

Moreover, Li Jinyue was clearly sealed inside and seemed unable to escape.

Lin Jiang pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. Finally, he shook his head in confusion and asked another question:

"Li Jinyue said before that after the gates of the Immortal Mountain are closed, it will take at least sixty years before they can be reopened. Is that true or false?"

"It's theoretically true."

Although Liu Fangyue's expression was slightly stiff, Lin Jiang could clearly detect a hint of embarrassment in it.

Lin Jiang also felt a headache at that moment.

"Are the options for returning home and coffin teleportation really unusable?"

“Returning home is a profound and mysterious ability, and it will probably be blocked by the outer walls, but you can try it. As for coffin teleportation, I strongly advise against using it here, since Li Jinyue also controls some of the coffins. If you use the method here, you will definitely be targeted by her.”

Lin Jiang remained silent and quickly left the inner palace.

A moment later, he turned back.

Failed.

They could only see him off to the door when he returned to his hometown, but it was already closed, and he really couldn't get away from there.

We're really going to be trapped for sixty years.

Does this sound like a word?

“But you don’t need to worry,” Yu Chang immediately explained to Lin Jiang, “We are indeed powerless inside the dojo, but outside the dojo, we might be able to force open the gate.”

"Outside!" Lin Jiang's spirits lifted immediately, and he hurriedly ran towards the backyard.

Perhaps he could make contact with the outside world if he could get through that coffin.

Upon arriving at the coffin, Lin Jiang immediately focused his attention on it.

But after a short while, Lin Jiang went inside and didn't feel anything.

His expression became even more rigid.

Looking back at Yu Chang, Yu Chang also had an awkward expression:
"It seems like we can't really contact the outside world from here."

Then what the hell are you talking about?!
Lin Jiang started rubbing his head.

One, two, and three are still outside; she should be able to think of a solution.

I'll just wander around here and see what's going on in this area.

……

Gong Xuan coughed softly.

He looked up at the palace before him, a sense of joy rising in his heart.

After overcoming numerous hardships, he finally arrived.

At this moment, Gong Xuan clearly felt a strange, indescribable sensation surging within his body.

The feeling was hard to describe, but Gongxuan had a premonition.

Next, as long as he takes the treasures from the palace, he can get out of his predicament, escape poverty, and become a star!
His long-cherished wish is about to be fulfilled. How could this not be a rare and fortunate event for him?

The only things we need to be wary of now are the thieves who are following us and that persistent "junior sister".

Along the way, he eliminated several thieves who were following him, making them temporarily afraid to show themselves, but he still did not find any trace of his junior sister.

Given my junior sister's nature, she might be hiding somewhere, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Caution is still necessary in all matters.

He swallowed hard, suppressing his emotions, and carefully made his way along the long road.

He stepped into the palace and looked around, only to see a scene of desolation.

The palace had clearly been deserted for a long time, with scattered debris of wood and iron on the ground around it.

Gong Xuan leaned closer for a closer inspection and discovered that these appeared to be materials used to make the vehicle frame.

Some of these were unfinished frames, either with the frame not installed or wheels missing.

Gong Xuan also saw some special vehicle frames, shaped like shuttles, wondering what they would look like when in motion.

These items were clearly damaged and unsuitable for Gongxuan's needs. He continued along the palace, through a long, dusty road, until he finally saw a carriage frame in the center of the hall.

It was clearly a traditional two-horse chariot, with two intricately carved iron horses in front and a covered wagon with open sides behind. Normally, the driver only needed to stand on it to ride freely on the battlefield.

This is also the only intact car frame in the vicinity.

Upon seeing this vehicle frame, Gong Xuan couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

The chassis was mentioned multiple times during his investigation.

The Zhou King's personal carriage, a top-tier treasure of the highest rank!
Star-pointing treasures also vary in strength; some only possess the ability to point stars, while others can be used independently for star-pointing.

This frame belongs to the latter category.

King Zhou was a powerful ruler who could contend for supremacy over the world at that time. He possessed the Daoist cultivation of the Nine Heavens, and the ability of his chariot was also extraordinary.

He had been driving this chariot before the siege that dragged the Zhou Kingdom into the illusory realm.

This was also Gongxuan's goal for this trip.

Gong Xuan walked slowly forward, about to reach out and touch the frame of the vehicle in front of him, when he suddenly felt a sharp gust of wind coming from behind.

The wind howled and blew so hard that it made his back ache.

He quickly pulled out several windmills from his pocket and flung them behind him.

As the windmill is driven into the ground, and the strong wind whips it up, children's laughter echoes from all around.

The fierce wind instantly became gentle.

It's like a gentle breeze blowing across your face in early spring.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gong Xuan immediately reached out and grabbed the carriage in front of him.

However, a sharp sound suddenly rang out in the air, and Gong Xuan felt a pain in his arm as his entire left arm was sliced ​​off.

Gong Xuan's eyes narrowed, and without time to think, he could only retreat abruptly.

He sensed the blade aimed directly at his waist and dantian, and immediately swiftly turned and kicked, sending the severed arm flying into the air.

The severed arm flew up and instantly turned into a shower of paper scraps.

A flame suddenly rose from the center of the paper scraps, separating Gong Xuan from the knife-wielding attacker.

Having narrowly avoided two sudden attacks, Gong Xuan immediately assumed a fighting stance, looking warily behind him.

A group of figures appeared behind him.

There were the men in black who had previously surrounded him, and two more men stood directly in front of them.

These two were clearly not dressed in black. The first was an expressionless woman with an ordinary appearance, dressed as a village girl. She was holding a huge, tattered palm-leaf fan in her hand. The bamboo vine around the edge of the fan had long since fallen off, leaving gaps that let in the wind, making one wonder if the thing could still produce even the slightest breeze.

The other was a handsome man carrying a large sword. He had phoenix eyes with two crimson blushes at the corners, and a crystal with a blood-red glow was embedded in the center of his forehead, making him look exactly like a general on a theatrical stage.

Beyond them, Gong Xuan could clearly sense that a pair of eyes were firmly fixed on him in the darkness.

More accurately, she was staring intently at his kidneys.

A few drops of cold sweat involuntarily slid down Gong Xuan's forehead.

Unexpectedly, at the very last moment, they were caught up by this group.

"Master, you are truly formidable, having killed so many of our men." The man with the knife said helplessly, "If our ancestor returns this time, I don't know how I'll explain myself."

"Then you might as well take your men back as soon as possible, so you can lose fewer people and maybe even win over your ancestor."

"Haha, you're really joking. I'll cut off your mouth and turn it into a magic weapon. I'll be happy to keep it by my side." The man with the knife laughed loudly. The group around him was just slowly approaching Gong Xuan, and they had no intention of leaving.

Clearly, they came with the intent to kill.

Gong Xuan glanced at the current predicament, his heart filled with helplessness.

Well, I'm definitely no match for them. There are so many of them, and they're all quite skilled. The man in front of me is easier to deal with, but the woman holding the palm-leaf fan seems to have some kind of magical power in it. Its actual effect is probably much more than just blowing a strong wind.

The other side should be wary of his trump card now. If they were to swarm him, Gong Xuan estimated that he would have been killed on the spot.

He could only repeatedly call out in his heart:
"Young Master? Young Master?"

After calling out, Gong Xuan waited for a moment, but the surroundings were completely silent.

A sense of panic crept into his heart.

What happened? Why has the eldest son disappeared at this moment?
"Eldest Young Master?"

"Eldest Young Master?"

"Lin Jiang? Lin Jiang?"

No matter how many times I called out, there was no response, as if the meeting had vanished.

he……

Could it be that something bad has happened to them?

Gong Xuan was even more flustered, but now was clearly not the time to think about that.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and glance at the car frame not far away.

They are still close; if they can break through, they might be able to reach them.

He made a slight movement with his feet, about to charge forward, but his pursuers saw through his intention and instantly formed a semi-encirclement around him.

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate, Gong Xuan suddenly noticed that the carriage frame moved slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a deep voice resounded throughout the entire palace:
"Who is making a ruckus beside me, all alone?"

Everyone's eyes turned to the vehicle frame.

Above it, a figure was slowly taking shape.

The man was wearing a long robe and was lazily stretching his waist.

(End of this chapter)