Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 87 Rules
Kun Dao ran away.

Gong Xuan's heavy blow severely injured her vital energy, but unexpectedly, Kun Dao somehow acquired a life-saving magical artifact, which was extremely powerful. With just a flash, Kun Dao transformed into a roc in the sky and flew away along the moon.

Gong Xuan used paper to transform into a bow and arrow, intending to shoot her down, but Kun Dao used the moonlight to fall to the ground, transforming into a red fox and disappearing into the forest in an instant.

Ultimately, we couldn't catch up.

However, she was seriously injured and would probably need many days to recover. Gongxuan planned to follow her and see if he could find a way to completely eliminate his junior sister.

However, before chasing down his junior sister, he still needed to take care of some things.

Holding the scraps of the coffin, Gongxuan closed his eyes again.

He heard the eldest son's voice again.

"All done?"

"That's it."

Have we encountered the enemy?

"We ran into each other and narrowly won."

"good."

"How can I repay your life-saving grace?" Gong Xuan asked earnestly.

He has always been clear about his gratitude and resentment, partly due to his nature and partly due to his poor fate.

Those who are poor are born owing to Heaven, born owing to Earth, and living owing to humanity. Wealth and glory pass by like smoke and clouds, but if they also owe favors, incur debts, and get entangled in karma, they will never have a day when their fate is ruined.

"We will get our revenge in the future."

"Hey, old brother, stop with the formalities. You need to give yourself a nickname," Tin Man chuckled from the side.

"We can identify people by their voices, so we need a nickname to make things easier."

The form of address.

Gong Xuan thought for a moment about how the two people addressed each other, paused for a while, and then said:
"In my life, I have only loved drinking. When I am drunk, I have done many absurd things. You two can call me 'the drunkard'."

"That title sounds like an insult."

"A poor body paired with a reputation for drunkenness is a perfect match."

As they chatted and laughed, Gongxuan's energy gradually returned, and he was no longer the exhausted man he had been just moments before.

Lin Jiang felt relieved.

He looked again at the coffins in front of him.

Perhaps because his energy channels had been connected to the coffin earlier, he was now able to sense the secrets within the coffin.

He could vaguely see a hazy mist inside the coffin, and behind the mist were two men.

Gong Xuan still looked the same as before, but his cuffs were covered in fresh mud, making him look much more disheveled.

The tinplate was quite different from what Lin Jiang had imagined.

He was a clean-looking young man dressed in a white robe, which seemed completely at odds with his nickname, "Iron Man."

At the same time, Lin Jiang could also feel layers of Qi energy piled up directly above the coffin, enveloping the two of them.

Lin Jiang could sense that he could disconnect the Qi at any time.

It's estimated that after the connection is severed, the two of them will never be able to contact that big tree again.

That's not bad.

With this method, Lin Jiang no longer needs to worry about villains getting the coffin and him having no way to retaliate.

and……

There was one coffin that was particularly unusual.

It was neither the coffin connected to the iron-sheet path, nor the coffin where Gong Xuan was located.

It was another empty coffin, with no inhabitant yet.

Judging from its shape, it's the same one that the spider demon was sitting on back then.

That is, the one next to Lin Jiang.

Lin Jiang doesn't know what this thing is for yet; he'll probably have to spend some time figuring it out.

Composing himself, Lin Jiang cleared his throat and said:

"Gentlemen, I have something to say."

"As you command."

Iron Skin, who was still discussing with Gong Xuan whether the title "Drunkard" was a bit misleading, immediately stopped his incessant chatter.

"It is fate that you two have come to this temple and talked with me. Since it is fate, we should not easily reveal this fate."

“I understand that, of course.”

"That's how it should be."

The two agreed.

They naturally wouldn't tell anyone about this. "If others find out about this, this relationship will be over."

"Senior, please be understanding. Those who live in the martial world know best what to swallow."

Both Tiepizi and Gongxuan were intelligent men; they knew that this young master, whose abilities were unknown, could easily sever their connection.

and,

This unfathomable eldest son can not only transmit life-extending techniques through coffins, but he can also deliver deadly items.

As people who frequently travel the world, they naturally know what to tell outsiders and what not to tell them.

Lin Jiang thought for a moment, then added a few more words:

"Besides, if you want to exchange information or methods here, you have to exchange one for one. Last time I helped Ironhide get out of trouble, he went to find out information for me. It was a matter of repaying kindness with kindness."

"Ah? Senior, it was just a small favor for me."

Tinplate was a little stunned.

"It's a small favor for you, but it might not be so for me."

Lin Jiangdao.

He had been pondering this rule for a long time, and only today, with Gong Xuan's arrival, did he bring it up.

Great kindness can turn into great enmity. Some debts of gratitude can never be repaid. If too much is repaid, it will accumulate into distracting thoughts, and too many distracting thoughts will turn into inner demons.

Once the favor was repaid, the accounts between the two parties were considered settled, and all that remained was the transaction itself.

But in this way, the benefits will last longer.

Turning to Gongxuan, he said, "The debt of saving my life today is heavier than a mountain to you, but to me it's nothing more than plucking a flower with a wave of my hand. If you ever need my help in the future, I'll repay you with one favor for each one I owe you."

Having said that, Lin Jiang didn't intend to say anything more to the two of them.
"This rule is set, so don't say anything more."

"That's all for today, let's call it a day."

Lin Jiang lost contact.

After Lin Jiang left, the other two could also feel their connection with the coffin gradually weakening, and estimated that it wouldn't be long before it was completely severed.

"The eldest young master has the heart of an immortal," Tiepizi remarked, and Gongxuan wholeheartedly agreed.

However, despite saying that, Ironhide still planned to do more things for the young master at that time.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to live with himself.

Just as the voice was becoming increasingly ethereal, Tin Man suddenly interrupted:
"You drunkard, what methods did the young master use to help you just now?"

Gong Xuan was slightly taken aback. After pondering for a moment, he still told Tiepizi about it:

"Just now, the coffin beside me was overflowing with healing Qi. Qi heals wounds, restores the body and soul. It is thanks to the eldest young master's skill that I was able to defeat my enemy."

"Is the method sophisticated?"

"Unfathomable."

Tin Man seemed to want to ask some more questions, but the vague communication was eventually completely cut off.

There was no more sound beside the trees.

The tiny golden figures in the palace ran to the tree, conjuring brooms in their hands to sweep away the dust and leaves.

……

Guan Yan opened his eyes, looked down at the half-coffin fragment in his hand, and felt a surge of emotion.

"Brother Guan, what's wrong?"

A woman's soft question came from beside Guan Yan. Guan Yan turned his head and offered a comforting word:
"It's nothing, I just had a dream where I saw an immortal."

"Brother Guan lied to me again. You always lie to me."

The woman gave a reproachful look.

The woman was not very old, around twenty years old, and her appearance was not particularly beautiful, but she was a well-known genius in the Forging Division, not inferior to Guan Yan, who became the deputy of the Forging Division at the age of thirty.

“I’m not lying to you,” Guan Yan sighed, then looked towards the southwest.

That's the direction of Kyoto.

In about seven days, they will return to the capital.

"I wonder how my brother's illness is." The woman suddenly sighed. "The doctors in the capital can't cure him, and all the work of the Zhu Nian Division is piled on him. I'm really worried."

Guan Yan pondered for a moment without speaking.

After the carriage creaked and groaned forward for a while, he slowly said:
"Do you think a celestial being could cure my elder brother?"

"Huh?" The woman was stunned: "Where in this world are there immortals? Even a master who has reached the Star level is far from being able to match the abilities of an immortal."

She paused, then began to seriously consider Guan Yan's hypothesis:
"If there really are such immortals in the world who can fly and disappear at will, then curing my brother should be a piece of cake."

“You’re right.” Guan Yan gripped the coffin fragments tightly. “Such a capable person can definitely cure my brother.”

(End of this chapter)