LRAB Chapter 22 The New Jiang Yuan
Chapter 22 The New Jiang Yuan
Jiang Yuan shook his head slightly and put away the Essence Pills as well.
This is the food he needs for his training trip. People need food to survive; if he has no food, he will die.
What's the use of gaining experience?
"But I can't always take pills. I want to eat gourmet food, real medicinal cuisine."
Jiang Yuan longed to learn alchemy, and to master it to a high degree, so that he could apply the effects of alchemy to medicinal cuisine.
Eating delicious food is like taking elixirs.
That night.
The moonlight flowed like water, serene and tranquil.
Jiang Yuan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and meditated. Suddenly, he felt his mind rising higher and higher until he finally arrived in a black mist space.
"I'm dead again?"
Jiang Yuan was stunned when he saw the familiar black mist space.
What kind of treatment did you suffer in the other world?
How could they die so easily?
"But which one of me died this time?" Jiang Yuan stepped forward, then suddenly stopped. He carefully looked at his feet to make sure he hadn't stepped on anyone before continuing.
Amidst swirling black mist, a young man lay fast asleep at the edge of the space.
He was dressed in modern casual clothes, and groggily opened his eyes, saying, "It's dark, so I'll go back to sleep."
"Still sleeping? The King of Hell is coming for you." Jiang Yuan was speechless and snapped his fingers to wake up the modern Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan, in a daze, suddenly understood his predicament.
"I'm just taking a nap, and I'll die?"
He sighed, accepted the reality of his death, stood up from the ground, and took a black mist chair to sit down.
"Complete truth for me, cultivate both body and soul." - Jiang Yuandao (modern version)
"The Quanzhen Dragon Gate Sect?" Jiang Yuan pondered.
"Well, the place I transmigrated to is called Under One Person World. I was lucky enough to be born in the capital city."
Jiang Yuan laughed.
Jiang Yuan suddenly realized, "So it's Master Jing."
"Then how did you die, Master Jing?"
Jiang Yuan remained silent. "You are me, and I am you. Aren't we all the same?"
"I must have accidentally left my body in my sleep and died from my soul being scattered," Jiang Yuan said bitterly.
The Quanzhen School of Taoism emphasizes the cultivation of both mind and body, hence the saying that it can produce a Yang spirit.
However, if one's cultivation is inadequate and there is no one to protect him, his spirit will be scattered and he will die.
"After I transmigrated into the world of Under One Person, I showed curiosity about the cultivation of superhumans, and my parents had contact with the Taoist priests of Quanzhen Baiyun Temple."
"So they sent me there to practice."
"Unbeknownst to me, I've been cultivating there for twenty-five years," Jiang Yuan sighed.
"According to the original plan, I was supposed to slowly cultivate there and take over the responsibility of abbot from the other masters."
"After all, my talent for cultivation isn't bad either."
"But it's a pity." Jiang Yuan looked at the surrounding black mist and shook his head.
Once someone is dead, there's no point in saying any more of this.
"What are your last wishes?" Jiang Yuan asked, for people's joys and sorrows are not always shared.
All he wants now is to devour his other self to become stronger.
Jiang Yuan was speechless. "I've heard of people eating other people's children, but I never thought they would eat their own children."
"That's normal." Jiang Yuan shook his head. "You need to consider which world I'm in right now."
Immortality is a world that eats people.
He only eats himself, which makes him a really good person here.
"I don't have many last wishes. My only wish is to live to a ripe old age and die peacefully," Jiang Yuan said.
The Quanzhen School of Taoism does not rely on external things, so he, like many ordinary Taoist priests, simply lived until old age and death.
To be alive is the greatest wish in itself.
"That won't do. You need to think about what other wishes you have left behind." Jiang Yuan shook his head. He was in dire need of combat power, so you need to think quickly about what other wishes you want to fulfill.
Jiang Yuan sighed helplessly and said, "Let me think about it some more. I have one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques here, the Six Treasuries Immortal Thief, which should be of use to you."
"The Six Treasures Immortal Thief?" Jiang Yuan asked in surprise.
"Yes," Jiang Yuan said.
"It can construct a digestive system based on the six internal organs of the human body, and can refine the absorbed substances into a kind of energy."
"In other words, those who consume qi attain divinity and longevity."
Jiang Yuandao said that this technique was a method of creating chaos in his world.
Because once people are no longer troubled by hunger, they will continue to cross the line and eventually start eating people.
But there's no need to worry about the world of immortality.
Because this place is a place where people eat each other.
"That works too." Jiang Yuan nodded. If he couldn't eat himself, he could eat other creatures.
He reached out and shook hands with Jiang Yuan, sharing their memories.
Jiang Yuan, who was alone, also saw the different memories and futures of himself and the immortal Jiang Yuan.
He was reincarnated in the capital city of the "Under One Person" sect. From a young age, he studied at the Quanzhen Baiyun Temple, where he became a disciple of a Taoist priest and practiced internal alchemy.
At the age of 22, I went hiking in Changbai Mountain to celebrate graduating from university and completing a key milestone in my life.
However, he encountered Ruan Feng, the founder of the Six Treasuries Immortal Thief, who considered him a freak and forcibly taught him the Six Treasuries Immortal Thief.
At the age of twenty-five, he was sleeping in a rattan chair in the temple, seemingly sensing something, and comprehended the method of releasing his Yang spirit. However, because no one was there to protect him, his soul was blown away by the wind and scattered.
"I feel that my life has been ordinary, but the way I died can be described as exceptionally gifted."
"I hope that I can leave a significant mark on the temple's records in the future."
One of them, Jiang Yuan, exclaimed in admiration.
Jiang Yuan glanced at the person, thinking, "How can someone be happy about my death?"
That's really strange.
He emerged from the black mist space, sat cross-legged, and began cultivating the Six Treasures Immortal Thief technique while facing the flowing waterfall.
This technique isn't a supernatural power; it's just an alternative digestive system.
Jiang Yuan quickly succeeded in his cultivation. With a thunderous roar, the waterfall's mist crashed against a golden carp that leaped out.
Jiang Yuan took a deep breath, and its life force instantly dissipated like a candle in the wind into Jiang Yuan's mouth.
A warm sensation appeared, and Jiang Yuan felt comfortable as the hidden injuries he hadn't noticed in his body were being healed.
"The Six Treasuries Immortal Thief, also known as the Sage Thief, means that as long as sages live, great thieves will never cease."
A figure named Jiang Yuan emerged, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, exuding the air of a Taoist priest who lived a simple life.
Jiang Yuan seemed to understand something, "So, eating people is actually a way of being a saint."
Jiang Yuan remained silent, speechless. Was that what he meant?
Don't distort the classics.
"Tomorrow I'm taking Fang Han to Guixu to get some treasures, otherwise I'm too poor, I really am like an ascetic monk who lives on wind and dew."
Jiang Yuandao continued to sit cross-legged and cultivate his magical power.
Jiang Yuan looked around. The palace was made of jade, with golden pillars and luminous pearls adding to its luxurious appearance.
Is this a hermit?
"The difference between different worlds is really huge." Jiang Yuan muttered to himself, and then gracefully stepped forward, moving three zhang away from Jiang Yuan.
The moonlight was like water. Jiang Yuan, a man, waved his robes and took out a black mist rattan chair, placing it on the ground.
The sleep you didn't get enough of in your past life, you naturally have to make up for in this life.
He doesn't believe in the idea that life doesn't require long sleep, and that death guarantees a long sleep.
Not right either.
He's dead now, so it's normal for him to need to sleep.
sleep!