Chapter 1419: Chapter 881: Gu Chen Steps into the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Realm_2

With the premise of helping others being a joy, I should assist the King of Reincarnation in fulfilling this grand wish.

He deliberately counted.

The skeletal remains of Ao Sheng were neither more nor less, still amounting to a hundred and eighty-three thousand seven hundred and more.

There might be some minor losses in insignificant areas, but it shouldn’t affect the overall situation and should be negligible.

At the same time, Jiang Hui specifically checked the progress of the King of Reincarnation’s Dao Fruit.

He couldn’t help feeling elated.

Because the time when he would once again take control of the Reincarnation Authority is approaching quickly. This life, is his last life in both literal and true senses.

He needs to comprehend the true meaning of life and death, and realize the essence of the two characters of reincarnation in this life.

Otherwise, once this life cycle ends, it will be time for the King of Reincarnation to return to dust.

This point is somewhat like the Nine Lifetimes Reincarnation Scripture in Buddhism.

Jiang Hui shifted his gaze, not too concerned about this matter. If the King of Reincarnation could never realize it, then he could only forcefully intervene to help him break free.

However, this is a last-resort measure.

Jiang Hui is confident he can do that, but similarly, this might impact the Reincarnation Authority of the King of Reincarnation, because it would not be complete, and it’s not him truly completing the cycle of reincarnation. As for other possible impacts, it’s uncertain.

However, since he is the candidate for Yama, one of the Ten Halls, from the current perspective, he might well be the only candidate, and it should not be missed at any cost.

Shaking his head, Jiang Hui looked at the rest of the Rare Items.

“The Red Embroidery Ball governs marriage; giving it to Old man Lin… doesn’t seem appropriate either. It seems like he never had the potential to be a matchmaker; besides, there are no male matchmakers, right? As for his deceased wife…”

Jiang Hui thought and looked towards a mountain peak piled up with tomb mounds, which in a certain sense, counted as the public cemetery of Liu Village. Jiang Hui did not set a specific standard for burial, as there are many mountain peaks with sufficient area to bury many people.

The tomb of Old man Lin’s wedded wife was one of them.

In total, it has been nearly one hundred twenty-eight thousand years since she was buried.

In a previous life, such a lengthy number would be forgotten over a mere hundred years.

Old man Lin lacks talent; in fact, he doesn’t have any talent at all and is not too keen on spiritual cultivation. He is the typical type who prefers to focus on supporting a spouse and teaching children.

Old man Lin himself did not say anything, so naturally, I am even less likely to interfere with such matters.

However, speaking of which, for Lin Zhengshi to have lived for tens of thousands of years with a mortal’s body is exceptionally long-lived. Not to mention mortals, even Celestial Gods would at most have lifespans of two or three hundred thousand years.

To Jiang Hui, extending her lifespan for such a long duration is already beyond benevolence and duty. This is considering the many years Old man Lin has served dutifully and without complaint. Of course, this also takes into account the face of his sons, Lin Zhuang and Lin Chen Er.

Apart from this, at that time, he hadn’t stepped into Immortal Emperorhood; even if he wanted to extend her lifespan further, there wouldn’t have been a way.

Of course, with the existence of the Netherworld Underworld, Lin Zhengshi’s soul is now within it. Every seven days at night, she can come out to meet her family. As long as the Underworld exists, her soul will never scatter, which can be considered a different kind of immortality.

However, since the staff of the Underworld is still incomplete, Lin Zhengshi only recovers her memories on the seventh day.

After some thought, Jiang Hui decided to hand the Red Embroidery Ball to Lin Ruyin, Old man Lin’s youngest son, who, in the second year of marriage to a half-demon, had a highly gifted son. The child inherited the dual talents of his parents and is now half stepping into the Immortal Path Field.

The reason for giving it to him.

Firstly, because he counts as one of my first disciples, with proper seniority and age considered.

Secondly, because his talent is exceptional, with a Taiyin Body, even better than Tu Wa Zi. Now at the Supreme Realm, in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, a Supreme could have millions of years of lifespan, not to mention in the Immortal Domain, where the longest lifespans could reach tens of millions of years.

In reality, given the women’s talents and the resources of the village, she should have attained Immortality. However, she perfectly inherited Lin Zhengshi’s contentment with a simple life. Without focusing much on cultivation but with her exceptional talent, becoming Immortal is just a matter of time.

Considering these two points, Lin Ruyin is the best suited candidate.

“Chaos Divine Marrow…” Jiang Hui’s eyes moved past the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and other items, landing on another Rare Item.

The Chaos Divine Marrow could improve one’s understanding and cultivation speed, serving as an auxiliary tool for cultivation practice.

But in a sense, the value of these rare items can be considered even higher, because no one knows to what extent one’s enlightenment can reach after their consumption.

Moreover, what’s crucial is that these items can also be used for breakthroughs in cultivation levels, but the specifics of which realms they have a breakthrough effect on is not clearly stated in the introduction. However, after sensing them, Jiang Hui believes they should be effective up to below the Immortal Emperor level, with the most significant effects likely occurring between the Immortal King and Quasi-Immortal Emperor tiers.

“Great item, but useless to me.”

The rest are several rare items with offensive properties, all of which Jiang Hui accepts. He can use these items, as for the Mountain River Map.

Jiang Hui suddenly had an idea.

In a way, this item shares a marvelous similarity with the Utopia Array; originally, the Utopia Array only had defensive powers, akin to a tortoise shell, impregnable by anyone. But beyond that, it lacked offensive capabilities.

Over the years, Jiang Hui had melded some offensive formations into it, but those were just slightly better than nothing.

However, the Mountain River Map is different; it can defend as well as attack, offering both offensive and defensive capabilities. Plus, it can also create Celestials, and it’s entirely feasible to attempt to integrate it with the Utopia Array.

But after all, Jiang Hui’s understanding of formations is only half-baked.

After all, specialization is key in any profession.

And also because of the system, he hardly ever studied the art of formation diagrams.

Nevertheless, with Jiang Hui’s realm laid out here, with just one thought, he can comprehend all matters of the world, and constant realizations emerge from the depths of his heart. His thoughts flow like a tide, not only capable of multitasking but also of “one mind, myriad uses.”

Even if he is not a master of formations, eyes cast across the Immortal Domain, it would be hard to find a second person who could surpass him.

With that in mind, Jiang Hui immediately set about preparing.

As for whether to refer to any formation diagrams and such, naturally, there is no need to consider that option – those so-called Array Formation Books are riddled with flaws in his eyes.

…

Time stands still in the mountains, oblivious to the human world’s haste.

Shortly after the first Scripture Reading lecture ended, the Willow God held a few more.

Recently, those Immortal Kings who had traveled from afar and the Heavenly Prides from various powers have all been residing in the village, with Old man Lin in charge of reception.

The result of the reception is that many Heavenly Prides have successfully become Jiang Hui’s followers and willingly defected to join Liu Village. Of course, those are trivial matters; after all, water flows downhill, humans aspire upwards, a good bird chooses a tree to nest in, such things are nothing to be criticized.

As autumn gives way to winter, the seasonal change brings a noticeable chill.

The sky turns a profound leaden gray, with heavy clouds that seem to bear the imminent snowflakes.

In the Immortal Domain, some mountains are no longer clear but are desolate and dilapidated, with leaves fallen, leaving only bare branches swaying in the wind.

However, because of the abundance of Spiritual Energy in Liu Village, the mountain scenery remains evergreen and lush.

But to distinctly mark the change of seasons, Jiang Hui once set a Dharma Decree where the seasonal cycle in the village coexists with the outside world, just without any severe weather events.

As the entire Immortal Domain entered an intense winter scarcely seen even in a Great Epoch, the temperature in Liu Village gradually dropped, with winds whirling about, carrying a hint of bone-chilling cold.

Three days later, a heavy snow blanketed the area.

In the howling cold wind, bone-piercing coldness seemed to seep through people’s thick clothes, pressing against the skin.

The snow continued to fall for several days before it stopped.

The accumulated snow was half a meter thick; with each step one took, it wasn’t a crunching sound but rather a sinking into the snow.

In the distance, a few dog barks could be heard, as village children joyfully ran out, laughter from snowball fights echoing everywhere.

The half-grown lads, full of vigorous vitality, are completely undeterred by the piercing cold.

And it was on this day.

Beneath the World Tree, the Ginseng Fruit Tree suddenly sprouted lush branches, with blossoms withering on them, and fruits swiftly filled the branches, visible to the naked eye, starting off green and quickly turning lush and glossy.