I am a ghost messenger, why do I need a long life?

"Opportunity?"

Xu An blinked.

Although he couldn't help but feel a liking for Mu Linjiang in his heart, his face remained expressionless and he pretended not to react much.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked in confusion:

"I'm just a small yin messenger. A noble being like Fairy Linjiang shouldn't feel free to send someone like me. How dare I ask for compensation?"

"Are you... a human?"

Mu Linjiang glanced at Xu An.

He looked like he was being sarcastic to me, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

However, considering that Xu An had come up with a way to repair the Styx and restore the rift between the two worlds, Mu Linjiang did not intend to bother with him.

Plus, he was really good-looking, so Mu Linjiang felt a little moved and thought about teasing him.

"..."

Xu An was so choked that he didn't know how to refute.

Turning his head, he saw a faint smile on Mu Linjiang's face, as if he was very satisfied with the effect of his words.

Can you do this?

Please, are you a fairy from the Shangqing Sect?

Shouldn't one be pure and detached from the world, not show emotions on face, not be startled when Mount Tai collapses in front of one, and not be afraid when demons run rampant?

Are you really happy to insult me ​​for no reason?

"Why, do you have something to say?"

Seeing Xu An hesitated to speak, his lips and teeth moved slightly and then he closed his mouth.

Mu Linjiang couldn't help but become more interested in him.

"I dare not. I just feel that the fairy is different from when I first met her."

Looking away, Xu An quickly shook his head.

Although the two of them seemed to be getting along well now, he had seen how this woman beat up other Yincha before.

"People have joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness. I haven't become an immortal, so how can I abandon all emotions? It's normal to have some differences."

"I want to ask you, what was it like when I first met you? And what is it like now?"

Mu Linjiang saw a vague sense of alienation in Xu An's words and deeds, and suddenly felt that it was pointless to tease him, and a trace of displeasure arose in his heart.

This was the first time she had met someone like this in a long time.

If he was the heir of a sect as powerful as the Shangqing Sect, an outstanding cultivator, and had an aloof and arrogant personality, he could still understand it.

But this guy, apart from his good looks, is obviously just an ordinary ghost messenger.

I took the initiative to joke with him, but he still had a stern face. It was so boring.

"So, to become an immortal one must abandon all emotions and desires?"

Xu An was stunned and looked at Mu Linjiang in disbelief.

Why does it feel like, according to what she said, becoming an immortal isn't that easy?

If one loses all emotions, wouldn’t that turn people into stone?

"Not really. It's just that when one's cultivation reaches a certain level, ordinary things won't cause any disturbances in one's mind. That's why there are rumors of people abandoning their emotions."

Mu Linjiang shook his head.

Although she explained it verbally, she always felt that Xu An's focus was a bit strange.

He actually avoided answering her question?

"That's it, that's good."

Xu An breathed a sigh of relief.

No, what are you celebrating?

Why do you act like you're about to become an immortal?

Are all the ghost messengers nowadays so unclear about themselves?

Mu Linjiang felt like he couldn't continue the conversation with him.

She reached into her sleeve, took out a scroll, handed it to Xu An, and said softly:

"I keep my word. This is the secret cultivation method of my Shangqing Sect, the first volume of the Huangting Sutra. It requires the Purple Mansion realm, which is the strength of Yinting Fengming Wuchang, to practice it."

"Really give it to me?"

Xu An was stunned.

Looking at the scroll handed to him, he was still in doubt.

But he clearly saw sincerity in Mu Linjiang's eyes.

Mu Linjiang asked back:

"Can we still have a holiday?"

"Thank you, Fairy Linjiang."

This time, Xu An did not hesitate any more.

The moment he reached out to take it, the system's voice rang in his mind:

[A fragment of the immortal cultivation method "Huang Ting Jing" has been detected. Should I consume years of my lifespan and replenish it immediately?]

【whether】

Take less?

"One, ten, a hundred... a thousand! Ten thousand?"

Looking at the five-digit loss of lifespan.

Xu An's hand holding the scroll couldn't help but tremble slightly.

With a slight thought, he made a decisive choice:

"Yes."

【The available life span is insufficient! 】

Xu An: “Yes!”

【The available life span is insufficient! 】

Xu An: “Yes!”

【The available life span is insufficient! 】

"knock!"

After making sure that he was not seeing things, Xu An gave up cursing.

"what happened to you?"

Beside him, Mu Linjiang looked at Xu An's uncertain expression and felt a little suspicious.

It couldn't be that he didn't like the technique I gave him, right?

"No, the gift the fairy gave me is so great, I'm so excited!"

Xu An took advantage of the situation, holding the scroll, looking as if he couldn't let it go, in an attempt to get away with it.

"You... just practice hard, and strive to be deified in the human world as soon as possible, and then become an immortal."

Mu Linjiang looked at Xu An and suddenly felt that he couldn't figure the other person out.

I really don't know how to evaluate his behavior. After thinking about it, I can only give him official encouragement.

"Practice diligently, and you will achieve enlightenment and become an immortal. This is natural..."

Without a physical body, there are ultimately many limitations.

Xu An knew clearly that only by becoming an immortal could he break free from his constraints.

What's more, after witnessing the terrifying methods of Mu Linjiang and Meng Po, Xu An was greatly stimulated.

If he fails to become an immortal, it would be a shame for his identity as a time traveler and the system in his body.

But the problem is:

"Fairy, there is something I don't understand."

"What's the matter?"

"I'm a ghost messenger, can I also practice your skills?"

"After crossing the Xiantian realm, whether it's a human, a ghost, a demon, or a monk, they are all in a state created by nature, so why can't they cultivate?"

Seeing that Xu An was actually worried about this kind of problem, Mu Linjiang wanted to laugh.

As if afraid that he would be worried, he added:

"Let alone the Yincha practicing the techniques of my Shangqing Sect, even humans practicing demonic techniques are not uncommon in the world. Have you never heard of them when you were alive?"

“It seems there really is…”

Xu An originally wanted to say no, but then he thought that such a thing might really exist.

Otherwise, where would there be so many legends about people practicing evil methods and harming others?

"That's it."

"Then, Fairy, if you pass on the Shangqing Sect's skills to me, are there no restrictions?"

Although he learned that he could also practice, Xu An still felt something was wrong.

According to our understanding, this kind of skill should be the secret of Shangqing Sect. Isn't there a lot of restrictions in practicing it?

Even martial arts have rules such as passing them down to males but not females, and passing them down to insiders but not outsiders. Is there no such rule for cultivation techniques?

"It's just the Purple Mansion Chapter, not a Mahayana secret method. Don't spread it around."

Mu Linjiang didn't care.

The most core high-level skills and secret techniques of the Shangqing Sect cannot be taught to others casually, but the spread of the Zifu Chapter is not an isolated case.

"It's just the Purple Mansion Chapter..."

Xu An found out that he was wrong.

He shouldn't use his own understanding to challenge the boss's understanding.

Soon, the two of them walked and talked and arrived at the passage connecting the human world and the underworld.

Holding the Yinting Jade Slip in his hand, he took Mu Linjiang through the light curtain.

Xu An and the others were in a trance for a while. After witnessing the strange torrent between heaven and earth, when they reappeared, they were already standing on the land of Yangzhou.

At this moment, although dawn is approaching, the sky and the earth are dark, with only a few stars hanging high in the night sky.

But the water of the Styx has not completely receded, and the world is still as cold as winter.

A strong yin energy permeated the air, wisping it like the slowly flowing mist that enveloped the mountains in the morning and merged with the soft sea of ​​clouds.

If we allow the Styx to overflow and continue like this.

Xu An estimated that in just two or three days, this land would become like the underworld, completely unsuitable for human survival.

Just as he was about to sigh, Mu Linjiang's expression suddenly changed slightly, and his eyes were shining as he looked into the distance.

"???"

Xu An looked over with curiosity on his face.

On the other side of the distant sky, hidden in the vast cold fog.

There are flagpoles with white paper money hanging high, fluttering in the wind.