Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 455 Transforming Oneself into All Things

The dancing girls left, taking away the plates they had just used to eat. A large group of cultivators gathered together, clearly about to discuss their next cultivation path.

Lin Jiang was caught in the middle of them, and for a moment, the image of a husky hiding among a pack of wolves popped into his mind.

The people around him, however, seemed completely oblivious to the presence of another person, and began to discuss the matter with an air of nonchalance.
These individuals were clearly powerful figures of the same level as Daoist Yongli, whose profound Daoist techniques far surpassed Lin Jiang's. Lin Jiang found it difficult to understand most of what they were saying, but he still tried his best to memorize it.

Gradually, Lin Jiang discovered that these people could influence his body's Qi (vital energy) simply by speaking into his body.

When the wandering knight uttered the words, "The transformation of the physical body into myriad forms is the most basic method of evolution," Lin Jiang would feel surging waters rising in his meridians, his blood vessels transforming into a rushing river, and his bones into winding mountain peaks.

The carefree young master's words, "The myriad techniques and methods of the world, though varied, all originate from the same source: they all use Qi to control all things," caused Lin Jiang to experience a moment of disorientation. In the next instant, many cultivation questions that had been piling up in his mind completely vanished, and even several profound and subtle methods appeared out of thin air in his mind.

If a practitioner's method of cultivation reaches its peak, even a simple discussion of the Dao can bring about many changes to the surrounding area.

Having only listened to the teachings briefly, Lin Jiang's cultivation level had increased significantly.

From their conversation, Lin Jiang roughly understood what was going on.

The Daoist Yongli has been studying a special method these days, which is to use his own inner realm to transform into countless images, thereby achieving the effect of transforming his body into a small world.

When he first started practicing this technique, his state was still under control, and he soon naturally created a small world within his inner realm.

Within this small world, mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas appeared smoothly, undergoing tremendous changes.

All of this was originally a good thing, and he soon discovered that some new life forms had appeared in his inner vision world.

At first, there were only birds and beasts, and fish swimming in the water, but later, some creatures that resembled humans also appeared among them.

Because they were formed from his own inner vision, with each observation, these creatures, which originally resembled human figures, took a step closer to becoming human. In recent times, these people have completely transformed into human-like beings.

In ordinary cultivation and internalization, this situation would never occur. Even Daoist Yongli did not know where his cultivation had gone wrong. In short, this is how it happened.

This left Daoist Yongli somewhat at a loss.

On the one hand, he was curious about what his inner vision world would eventually look like after such a thing happened, but on the other hand, if such a special existence with its own consciousness appeared in his inner vision world, it would be easy for some problems to arise as it developed.

He was unsure whether these lives should be kept or eliminated.

The others who came with him also had distinctly different attitudes toward this matter, forming two opposing camps.

One faction believes that since these are beings born from the world of their own inner vision, and the Daoist of Eternal Departure is the creator of these beings, he carries a certain karma of these creations. If he is treated arbitrarily, then the karma of these creations may also be reflected back on him. It is better to let him develop on his own.

The other faction believes that since it is one's own cultivation, all external influences should be eliminated. At present, these newly emerging life forms do seem harmless, but that's all there is to it. Once a world develops, its speed is simply unstoppable.

Both factions had their own reasons, and in the end they even started arguing and went to fight outside the palace of Daoist Yongli. For a time, the sky and earth changed color and the sun and moon lost their brilliance.

Daoist Yongli ignored the others and simply sent them away after they finished fighting, leaving only Lin Jiang behind.

After everyone else had left, Daoist Yongli served Lin Jiang a cup of tea alone.

Lin Jiang stared at the tea in front of him, not daring to touch it for a moment.

He wasn't worried that Daoist Yongli would tamper with the tea; with such profound cultivation, he wouldn't need such methods to do so.

Lin Jiang was genuinely puzzled as to what role he played in this memory.
Was he the one who came here in person?
Or is it simply a matter of observing all of this from an outsider's perspective?
"Is it not to your liking?" Daoist Yongli asked Lin Jiang.

"No, not at all." Lin Jiang shook his head, but still finished his tea in one gulp.

As the tea entered his stomach, he felt his qi, which had been disordered by what he had just heard, gradually calm down.

After putting down his teacup, Lin Jiang hesitated before speaking:

"So, in the end, the Taoist priest chose to keep those people?"

"Yes."

"Is this inner world the precursor to the coffin?"

"That's right." Daoist Yongli nodded: "Did you previously consume a pill called the Body Transformation Golden Dao Pill?"

Lin Jiang nodded.

"The method of introspecting the palace was discovered by those celestial beings from within their own bodies. Therefore, the place you visit each time is not entirely an illusion created by your introspection, but a real little world that truly belongs to you." Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang's expression changed slightly.

This……

He truly hadn't expected it.

He had thought that the vivid reaction of his inner vision of the palace was a manifestation of his inner self, but he never expected that there was actually such a place located inside his body.

When Daoist Yongli reached this point, a helpless, bitter smile appeared on his face:

"This may be the worst decision I've ever made."

Just as Lin Jiang was about to ask Daoist Yongli why he said that, Daoist Yongli suddenly waved his sleeve.

The next moment, the scene before Lin Jiang's eyes changed.

He and Daoist Yongli floated in mid-air, while below them were countless figures kneeling and worshipping Daoist Yongli.

These people were dressed in similar robes to those of the Daoist Yongli, their faces filled with piety, as if they were kneeling in worship of a god.

"After I let these people grow freely, I would occasionally come to see them. Because I could easily grasp everything in this inner vision, these people naturally mistook me for a god and called me the Great Enlightened One."

"It's laughable that after so many years of cultivation, I've actually become addicted to this false feeling, treating myself as the great savior of this world, and even setting up my own shrine here. Now that I think about it, it really seems like I'm just playing a pointless game with myself."

As Yongli was feeling sentimental, Lin Jiang also noticed that at the head of the crowd directly below, there was a woman with a gentle and beautiful appearance.

The other party first knelt sincerely, then stood up and bowed to Yongli.

"May the enlightened one lead us to the glory of ultimate bliss!"

The group of believers below also said in unison:

"May the enlightened one lead us to the glory of ultimate bliss!"

"Then they lost control?"

“Normally, no matter how they develop, as long as they are within my inner vision, they can never cause any trouble. It’s just a pity… there are always exceptions.”

Daoist Yongli waved his sleeve again, and this time they appeared in a dazzling sea of ​​realms.

This time, Lin Jiang saw a patch of pure blackness appear in the distant Boundary Sea for some unknown reason.

It looked like a stain of ink that had been splashed on the border sea.

On this ink stain stands a small boat, on which sits a person wearing a straw hat and raincoat, whose entire body is shrouded in shadow, making it impossible to see their appearance.

But the moment Lin Jiang's gaze fell on that person, he felt a strong sense of emptiness, as if his gaze was sinking into it.

"Who is this person?"

"I do not know."

"what?"

Lin Jiang felt a question mark creeping up on his head.

"I don't actually know him."

Yongli stared intently at the figure of the fisherman:

"But... he killed me."

Lin Jiang felt a cold sweat slowly seeping up from his back.

"One of my friends suddenly encountered him outside that day. I don't know what conflict the two of them had, but in the end they fought and my friend died. So a few of us banded together and came to seek revenge on him."

But unexpectedly...

"In just one encounter, we lost our lives and fortunes for a single coin."

(End of this chapter)