Who Told Him To Cultivate Immortality!

Chapter 596 Jiang Lianyi

 Before coming to the Ancient Realm, Lu Yang never thought that he would encounter so many things during his experience in the Ancient Realm.

The Ancient Realm of Creation is famous in the Demon Realm. He and Meng Jingzhou had come together, and they would have suffered a loss if they didn't go there, so they entered the Ancient Realm under the leadership of the third senior sister.

I didn’t expect to encounter the insights left by various ancient demons here, and encounter the Nine-Level Immortal Technique.

The fourth level of the ancient realm of creation, a place unknown to the geniuses who have entered the ancient realm in the past 300,000 years, a place where even Luo Hong, the spirit of the secret realm, is not qualified to set foot, welcomes visitors for the first time.

There was deathly silence here, and the empty footsteps echoed, as if someone was following behind.

Lu Yang carefully observed the fourth floor. The decoration of the room was low-key and meaningful. He thought that the owner of the room was a well-educated senior.

Every decoration in the room reveals the vicissitudes of life and extraordinaryness. With Lu Yang's eyes, he can only recognize a small part of its origin.

 Stone tables carved from the finest spiritual stone marrow, jade chairs made from the fusion of the essence of the sun and lunar essence, glazed floor tiles made from special star cores, Kunlun bronze mirrors, enlightenment teacups, everlasting fairy lanterns...

These are things Lu Yang has only seen in his own mental space - the Immortal Fairy occasionally changes the style of the mental space.

Lu Yang’s eyes jumped when the Immortal Fairy introduced it to Lu Yang before. The value of these things has exceeded his imagination.

Now that these things are alive in front of my eyes, it’s a different feeling.

Lu Yang noticed that there was an emerald green jade flute hanging on the wall. It was slender and graceful in shape, with fine details and lifelike bird patterns, giving it a light and pure feeling.

At the end of the room, there was a bed, shrouded in light gauze, and a female nun lying on the bed could only be vaguely discerned.

“Fairy, have you remembered whose room this room belongs to?”

Lu Yang asked in a low voice, worried about disturbing the owner of the room.

 “It’s Jiang Lianyi.”

The genius of the ancient Feng Clan, the ancient ancestor of the Feng Clan, the wife of the Qilin Immortal, and one of the ten beauties in ancient times, Jiang Lianyi.

Lu Yang's hand that was about to move away the gauze paused for a moment, secretly saying that it was true, then he opened the gauze and saw a beautiful woman in a bright red dress lying on the bed, like a ball of flame.

It is the legendary Jiang Lianyi.

Jiang Lianyi's breath was gone, her vitality had dissipated, her lips were white, her eyes were tightly closed, her expression was peaceful, and her hands were crossed on her chest.

 “She passed away?”

Lu Yang knew how ancient monks used to sleep. No matter how deep they slept, those monks could still feel the thin aura, which was completely different from Jiang Lianyi's situation.

His voice trembled, with a look of disbelief on his face. How could a legendary figure like Jiang Lianyi die?

But Lu Yang had to admit this fact when he thought of the corpse of the Immortal of Time buried under the Five Elements Sect, and of Lao Qiongqi in the black coffin of Qiongqi's tomb.

Things in ancient times are complicated and confusing, and anything can happen.

 The only thing he can do is accept it.

I don’t know if the Immortal Fairy can accept it. The Fairy and Jiang Lianyi have a deep relationship. Although the Fairy usually laughs and laughs, she must feel heavy when her friends leave.

Jiang Lianyi is dead, what happened to Ao Ling, the ancient ancestor of the Dragon Clan, and what happened to Qilin Immortal?

 Presumably the situation of the other two people will not be much better, and it is even possible that all three of them have perished.

 “She’s not dead, this is pretending to be dead.”

The Immortal Fairy glanced at Lu Yang, who had a complicated expression and was trying to accept the news of Jiang Lianyi's death. He thought to himself, "Why are you cursing others?"

Lu Yang was silent for a moment.

   “...Pretending to be dead?”     Fairy, could you tell me earlier? I’ll be sad in vain.

“You have forgotten that I taught her the art of pretending to die. She was not good at it at the time, and she screamed when she was burned..."

 “Okay, okay, stop talking.”

Lu Yang quickly interrupted the Immortal Fairy's memories and said this in front of others. No matter how he thought about it, it was not good.

The Immortal Fairy put her hands on her hips and was very proud: "My pretending death technique is much more reliable than other tricks like being frozen. The principle of being frozen is to delay time and reduce the speed of life span, but life span It will disappear if it should, and maybe some unlucky guy will oversleep and die."

“For example, the ancient Emperor Jiang had a lifespan of 70,000 to 80,000 years before sealing himself. When he woke up this time, he estimated that he only had 20,000 to 30,000 years left.”

"On the other hand, the skill of pretending to be dead is equivalent to death after being used, so there is no need to worry about running out of life span."

 How does the state of death come about the consumption of life span?

 “If you give in, I will revive her.”

Lu Yang consciously stepped aside and stood aside. This kind of thing was beyond the capabilities of the ancestor of Jindan.

The Immortal Fairy stretched out her index finger, and there was a Taoist rhyme on her fingertips. The Taoist runes appeared one after another, converging on the top of her head and colliding silently. The collision produced a bright light, which made Lu Yang unable to open his eyes.

 Huge amounts of runes are pouring down, making your fingertips crazy.

The index finger gently touched the center of Jiang Lianyi's eyebrows, causing invisible ripples in circles, like an invisible wind, blowing the gauze surrounding the bed to ripple, and the stone table, jade chair, and bronze mirror to shake slightly.

Lu Yang was swept by the ripples and felt the two charms of death and survival. He tasted them carefully, but found nothing. It was strange.

Jiang Lianyi's face turned from white to red in just the blink of an eye, and became as rosy as a living person. Her long eyelashes trembled as if she was about to wake up.

 “Hmm~~”

Jiang Lianyi sighed lazily, elegant and lazy, just like the immortal fairy when she first woke up.

With Jiang Lianyi's resurrection from the dead, the entire fourth floor came to life. The stone tables, jade chairs, and bronze mirrors swayed rhythmically, as if dancing, and the jade flute hanging on the wall sounded a brisk sound... as if to celebrate the master's awakening. Cheers and cheers.

Jiang Lianyi sat up from the bed, her head was groggy. She felt that she had slept for a long, long time. This sleep was so long that it would be recorded in units of ten thousand years, so that her memory was a little blurry, and her mind kept thinking. Sort out memories.

She looked around, forgetting for a moment why she slept here and why she woke up now?

　　When she was looking over her head, a pretty face that was prettier than hers came over to her.

 “Lianyi, are you awake?”

The Immortal Fairy crawled beside the bed and approached Jiang Lianyi, which really shocked Jiang Lianyi.

When the Immortal Fairy saw Jiang Lianyi regaining consciousness, the corners of her mouth raised with a bright smile, and the corners of her eyes were filled with smiles.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Lianyi looked at the Immortal Fairy blankly. He was a half-immortal, but he didn't even notice that the other person was approaching her.

"You don't recognize me? I'm Huang Doudou, the immortal fairy Huang Doudou." The immortal fairy introduced her seriously.

Jiang Lianyi is a very vigilant person, but she can't afford to be wary of this girl who suddenly appeared.

Two lines of clear tears ran down Jiang Lianyi's cheeks uncontrollably. Jiang Lianyi kept wiping the tears with her wrist, leaving big drops of tears that she couldn't stop.

 Obviously I was crying, but there was an indescribable joy in my heart.

 “Strange, why do I cry?”

Second update at eleven o’clock

 (End of this chapter)