The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 2112 - 2111: The Method of Reincarnation

On the road, the carriage rushed towards Mount Wudang.

Jingzhou Prefecture was mostly mountainous, with the Demon Clan everywhere.

Some Great Demons saw the carriage passing over the mountain and were tempted to rob these travelers.

The three-headed wolf glared, exuding the aura of a fierce beast, quickly making these Great Demons shrink back.

Lin Yingying curiously asked Long Fei, "People often say, teachings shouldn’t be passed to the six-eared. This time you met a true Six-Eared Monkey, why did you easily pass on the technique?"

Long Fei smiled and said, "How is your Go playing coming along?"

Lin Yingying raised an eyebrow, "What does that have to do with Go?"

Long Fei said, "Go is like life. We are both the pieces on the board and the players. Sometimes, placing a random piece will have wonderful uses in the future."

Lin Yingying didn’t understand and asked him, "So, when you went to rescue the Peacock Demon King, was there a deeper meaning?"

Long Fei said, "That’s simple, to gain the support of the Demon Clan in the Great Xia Country, one must lend a hand to the Four Great Demon Kings. Besides, I want to see the Demon King Star. The grand crusade against demons in the Nine Domains must be carried out in unity. If we can get the support of the Demon King Star, that would be even better."

Lin Yingying lifted the curtain, looked at the scenery outside, and said softly, "Leaving again?"

Long Fei held her delicate hand and said, "Parting is common in life. Once we become immortals and achieve enlightenment, then we will be together day and night, never to part."

Lin Yingying withdrew her hand, tilted her mouth, and said, "Just with me?"

"Of course!"

Long Fei spoke with a bit of guilt.

Lin Yingying didn’t believe it at all and said, "Let me count! Little Ya, Wanrong, Zhang Ziling, Jin Xiyao! Plus, all the sisters from our Jade Island, my two hands are not enough to count them."

"So many?"

Long Fei furrowed his brow, deliberately teasing her, "Then I’d better arrange this carefully, otherwise it would be unfair!"

"You dare!"

Lin Yingying pinched him with her hand, and they laughed endlessly in the carriage.

Outside, Ma Tengfei was meditating on the Sword Dao and envied their laughter.

He admired this master, who was already the world’s number one, yet remained so low-key.

Treating this mistress with great respect.

If it were him, he would have been floating to the heavens long ago.

The carriage descended before the gates of Mount Wudang, where the stone paths were withered and yellow, vegetation overgrown, leaves covering everything, presenting a desolate scene.

Back then, in the battle of Wudang, the Sharing Alliance split this place clean, even dismantling the main hall.

Long Fei glanced at it, thankful that the stone steps were carved into the mountain; otherwise, the loose cultivators would have taken them all.

He and Lin Yingying went up hand in hand, leaving Ma Tengfei to wait at the foot of the mountain.

If the boy dared to go up, the Wudang disciples would surely chop him down.

The golden roof on the mountain gleamed, suggesting that the entire hall had been rebuilt, but nowhere near its former scale.

With just one step, Long Fei distorted the void above, and with the second step, he was at the top of the mountain.

Mount Wudang had essentially become an unguarded place.

The entrance was closed, not a single disciple in sight outside.

The Scripture Pavilion inside had been emptied by the Bald Dog and others, leaving nothing valuable inside.

Long Fei took Lin Yingying directly to the back mountain without disturbing them.

The once Enlightenment Tea Tree had already withered into meditation, and in the courtyard, only a sapling grew amid wild grass.

Without anyone to care for it, the weeds had grown taller than the tea seedling.

Long Fei waved his hand, clearing the weeds away.

He and Lin Yingying found a stone slab, sat by the sapling of the Enlightenment Tea Tree, pulled out some liquor, took a sip, and poured a cup for the sapling.

Lin Yingying frowned and said, "Aren’t you afraid the fire in the liquor will burn the tea tree?"

Long Fei smiled lightly, "It’s not an ordinary tea tree, it’ll be fine."

Lin Yingying said, "If it’s not ordinary, then why is no one caring for it?"

Long Fei said, "People only see short-term gains, not long-term interests. After the Ancient Tea Tree meditated, their attention naturally waned."

A surge of blood qi rose in his palm and attached itself to the roots of the tea tree.

He sighed faintly, "Grateful for the elder’s guidance in the past, I come today to fulfill my promise. There’s still a long road ahead, hoping the elder transcends the Sea of Suffering and attains enlightenment."

Lin Yingying wasn’t present back then and didn’t know what had happened.

She only saw Long Fei’s serious demeanor and guessed he had gained a lot of opportunities from the old tea tree.

Long Fei offered three cups of wine, and the Ancient Tea Tree seemed to respond.

An aura of Tai Chi appeared around, manifesting the enlightenment of the Heavenly Dao it had comprehended.

Lin Yingying was surprised, staring at the Tai Chi aura and said, "Does it know we’re here?"

Long Fei smiled and said, "It knows, but it’s no longer the elder."

"What do you mean?"

Lin Yingying didn’t understand his cryptic words.

Long Fei explained, "When the deadwood rejuvenates, after the Mu Clan’s flesh and essence blood dry and die, new branches will grow from the body. These new branches are equivalent to the Human Race’s reincarnated new body.

This body, at a certain stage, has no memory of its past life.

Only when it grows to a certain stage, merging with the wood patterns of the previous life, will the memories gradually recover.

These Mu Clan who cultivate, each time they are reborn, they produce a reincarnation imprint.

These reincarnation seals are the convergence of their cultivation level from past lives.

In the Ancient Era, some of the Human Race emulated the Mu Clan, burying themselves when their flesh and blood dried up, hoping for rebirth like the Mu Clan."

Lin Yingying widened her eyes and said, "How is that possible? Wouldn’t humans just turn to dust when buried?"

Long Fei laughed, "In ordinary soil, yes, but there is an extremely Yin kind of soil in this world that prevents corpses from decaying. This soil is called Nether Earth."

Lin Yingying said, "Has anyone succeeded?"

Long Fei nodded, "The Ying Clan of Nether King Star are pioneers of this Law of Immortality. When I was at the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor on Earth, I gained some insight. Later, I received the cultivation method from the Ying Clan of Nether King Star, which was confirmed by the Enlightenment Tea Tree here.

When one’s essence blood dries up, dispersing one’s cultivation level, imprinting the Reincarnation Seal in the Divine Sea, and burying oneself in Nether Earth.

In this way, one does not enter reincarnation, avoiding the suffering of the Netherworld’s reincarnation. By employing a bit of the Mu Clan’s rejuvenation method, one can be reborn in the Nether Earth."

Lin Yingying listened, extremely shocked, and asked Long Fei, "Was it these opportunities that the Enlightenment Tea Tree gave you last time?"

Long Fei said, "Yes, it said the Immortal Path was broken. If people can’t become immortal, no matter how much longevity medicine is taken, there will be a day when life comes to an end. If there is no other way by then, one could try this method to be reborn. This can preserve one’s cultivation level and memories to the greatest extent."

Lin Yingying shivered and said, "If that day truly comes, please don’t bury me in the ground. The thought of small insects crawling all over me is terrifying and horrifying. If so, I’d rather disappear from the world altogether."

Long Fei patted her head, smiled, and said, "What are you thinking! In this life, no matter what extreme hardships I face, I want you and everyone to become immortal and escape the suffering of reincarnation." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Actually, becoming immortal doesn’t matter to me. As long as you’re with me for this life, that’s enough."

Appearing without ambition, Lin Yingying leaned on Long Fei’s shoulder for a while.

Long Fei drank alone, and after finishing a jug of wine, quietly left with Lin Yingying.