Kunlun Mountain.

"Heavenly Master Sun En, Zhang Jiao's disciple, quite interesting indeed..."

Qingyuan smiled gently as he poured Zhong Shenxiu a cup of wine: "These five Corpse Immortals each have extraordinary encounters!"

"I have past ties with Taiping Guangmiao, and now he has accepted the reincarnation of his own Corpse Immortal as a disciple, which can't be considered unusual... It's common practice in the Daoist sects for a master to accept their disciple, and for the disciple to guide the master's reincarnated self... Besides, they're not master and disciple."

Zhong Shenxiu said: "And there's Jiang Liu'er, this child hasn't awakened his latent wisdom, yet he has inherited some spiritual wisdom from his previous life. Although he is said to be journeying west for scriptures, he is actually trying to hone himself through hardships. I think highly of this person..."

It has to be said, the Heavenly Dao of this world has its biases!

And those biases of the Heavenly Dao, are the biases of Zhong Shenxiu.

Therefore, Zhang Jiao and Sun En are treated relatively well, but the two Corpse Immortals from the Demon Path who have slight grudges against him have poor reincarnation skills—one reincarnated as a monkey fetus, another simply as an ancient corpse gaining spiritual intelligence.

The Corpse Immortal from Miao Ji Zhen Sect was subdued by Zhang Taiyi and accepted as a disciple.

As for Qingwei Dao Miao True Monarch from Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect and the Corpse Immortal? Sorry... Zhong Shenxiu has no intention of letting them revive at all.

Of course, these Corpse Immortals haven't completely restored their origins yet, but they have already displayed extraordinary talents.

"Hmm, Divine Mountain Kunlun is constantly expanding and will eventually become its own realm."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded in agreement.

"Husband... Why is there a calamity of the end of the law, the severing of heavenly communication?"

Qingyuan pondered for a long time before finally asking.

"Can't be said..."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled without answering, yet this was something he recently comprehended from the remaining chapters of a secret history, a part of digesting the ritual, thus needing to try.

...

Below Zhongnan Mountain.

Outside an ancient tomb.

Two low-level cultivators crossed a long river of black ice, nearly freezing into human popsicles. Now, looking at the ancient tomb found after countless hardships, joy appeared on their faces: "This is... an Immortal Tomb!"

"No mistake, my Hu Family has a heritage; it's said that ancestors once encountered an Immortal at Zhongnan Mountain and heard him preaching... My cultivation technique is also passed down from ancestors, unfortunately only up to Foundation Establishment."

The Hu surname cultivator was very fat, the flesh on his face almost squeezing his eyes shut, yet he was extremely excited: "Back then, the ancestor had poor aptitude and only served as a servant for three years before being expelled by the Immortal, but he left a scroll named [The Secret Essentials of Eight Trigrams Feng Shui]. Now, by following the scroll and finding the dragon vein and using Brother Zhang's family's 'Aura Raising Secret Technique', we pinpointed the dragon's lair and indeed found the Immortal Tomb!"

Beside the Hu surname cultivator was a pale young man with burning eyes: "My ancestor was only an ordinary person, a grave robber by origin, later uncovering a cultivator's tomb, thus obtaining Immortal Law inheritance, but was consequently cursed, compelled to seek Immortal Tombs to find a way to lift the curse. This time entering the tomb, we each take what we need!"

"Naturally!"

The Hu surname cultivator licked his lips as he looked at the tall Qingshi tomb door in front: "This is truly an Immortal Tomb... let Fatty have a look."

He approached, and reaching out, he wiped the dust off the Qingshi wall, seeing vivid gourd engravings.

"Judging by the style of this tomb, it should be late Immortal Qin, early Yan Han period..."

The Zhang surname young man looked at the Immortal Tomb's structure, and couldn't help but say: "Back in those days, during the chaos at the end of the dynasty, countless extraordinary talents emerged... It has been a thousand years since then."

"Despite a thousand years passing, the Taiping Daoist Master and the Five-Dou Rice Daoist Master still exist, they are true Immortals! Today, if we inherit the legacy of this Immortal, we too can become Immortals and ancestors!"

The Hu surname cultivator swallowed his saliva.

"In the past, there were four major righteous armies and five great leaders, let alone the two Daoist lineages. Eventually, the Overlord of Western Chu ruled the land... Among them, one leader mysteriously disappeared, said to have cultivated at Zhongnan Mountain, called himself the 'Gourd Immortal', this place might be his tomb."

The Zhang surname young man said.

"Young man, you read really too much, I didn't know so many secrets."

The Hu surname cultivator took out a Magic Artifact, shaped like a curved knife, and aimed at the tomb door: "You say... How does this door open?"

"Since it's an Immortal Tomb, there's bound to be powerful prohibitions. Attacking recklessly—is that seeking death?"

The Zhang surname young man glared at the Hu cultivator.

Rumble!

The next moment, the tomb door suddenly shook, dust falling silently.

"This... wasn't caused by me."

The Hu surname cultivator held the curved knife, trembling all over.

Bang!

The Zhang surname young man immediately knelt: "Something's wrong with this tomb, the person inside probably doesn't want us taking his things. According to grave-robbing customs, it's better to leave..."

Rumble!

At this moment, with a loud noise, the tomb door opened suddenly.

"Below Zhongnan Mountain, a Living Dead Tomb, Gourd Immortal, vanished from Jianghu..."

Liu Ji wearing a Daoist robe, treading cloud boots, holding a horsetail whisk in hand, gracefully stepped out of the tomb: "Now, what dynasty is it?"

"It's risen! The zombie has risen!"

The Hu surname cultivator screamed in terror, seemingly about to faint at any moment.

The Zhang surname young man quickly pulled him aside: "Don't panic, this is a true Immortal, not dead yet."

He finished speaking, respectfully bowing towards Liu Ji: "Reporting to Senior, it is now Yan Han, and a thousand years since its founding..."

"It's indeed Yan Han!"

Liu Ji sighed deeply.

Living too long, one's spirit gradually becomes numb.

After reaching Void realm, his Life Span could reach over nine thousand years, but after wandering for hundreds of years, he grew tired and chose to build a tomb here, burying himself.

And now, he felt a stir within tranquility, wanting to go out for a walk again.

"You two are fortunate to meet me, tell me, what's the current situation in the world, any great cultivators?"

Liu Ji looked at the two cultivators, the vast gap in their realms made them tremble like ants, answering everything without hesitation, even unable to lie.

"Reporting to the Immortal, the current world has the Yan Han Court, which established the Forbidden Curse Department, recognizing only two great Daoist lineages, while other sects and loose cultivators face much exclusion... Famous cultivators include Southern Heavenly Sword Saint Liu Quan, Taiping Daoist Master, Five-Dou Rice Daoist Master, and so on..."

The Zhang surname young man quickly replied.

"Seems old friends are still around and new fellows have emerged, truly a blessing!"

Liu Ji laughed heartily, took out a Yellow Gourd, and poured out two Spirit Pills: "You two happen to have fate with me, I'll give each of you a Spirit Pill... Also, I am not an Immortal, but perhaps this time, I really might become one."

Even in the Void realm, with immense Divine Skills and boundless power, life spans no more than ten thousand years.

And a true Immortal can live eternally!

Liu Ji had been unable to break through to become an Immortal before, but this time out, he felt a subtle opportunity looming in the void.

"Sixteen years ago, a celestial phenomenon awakened me from slumber, yet I stayed indoors. Now, with these two arriving at my retreat location, indeed fate has come, it's time to venture out."

Compared to becoming an Immortal, Cosplay games were lost on Liu Ji anyway.

He immediately waved his sleeves, transformed into a pure light, and swiftly vanished.