I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

"Impossible, this couldn't possibly be intentional!"

Bai Long collapsed on the ground, holding his head with his hands and shaking it from side to side.

But no matter how he denied it, the facts were there.

The Ghost Gate could be opened so easily, and the water from the Yellow Springs River was introduced unprecedentedly, sending the souls of the dead far away in Beidi into the underworld of the Central Plains.

This would never have happened if the Buddhist Golden Cicada had not done it on purpose.

"Bai Mao, Xuan Nu, the final step to becoming an immortal, how do we kill the three corpses in our bodies?"

Jin Chan suddenly asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with the underworld.

"Behead the three corpses? The immortals in our Jiufang Heavenly Palace have been gathering the three flowers at the top of their heads, the five qi returning to the origin, and beheading the three corpses since their existence. There is no need to do anything else!"

Xuannv asked back in surprise.

After living in the mortal world for so many years, Xuannv has also learned a lot about mortals.

Since the Central Wilderness became the Central Plains, thirty-six blessed lands and mysterious sects have appeared in the mortal world. Without exception, they have spent their entire lives in meditation, just to complete the so-called Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head, Five Qis Returning to the Origin, and beheading the Three Corpses, so as to ascend to heaven and become immortals.

But no one has been able to truly accomplish this for thousands of years.

"Take a look at this body, are there any clues?"

After saying that, Jin Chan closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, and folded his hands on his dantian.

Amid the puzzled expressions of Bailongju and Xuannv, bright light was seen flashing from Jinchan's internal organs.

In an instant.

The breeze is still, the water waves are calm, the body and mind, inside and out, naturally reach perfection, emptiness and spirituality, the five energies converge to reach perfection.

And immediately after.

Refining Qi into spirit, silver flowers grow in the heart.

Refining the spirit and returning to emptiness, a golden flower will grow between the eyebrows.

The three flowers gather at the top of the head and converge at the Niwan Palace on the top of the golden cicada's head.

Reach the state of saintly enlightenment and selflessness.

"Boy, you are crazy. If you continue like this, the Heavenly Palace will appear earlier than expected!"

Seeing that Jin Chan had no intention of stopping, Bai Longju shouted loudly and stepped forward to stop him.

But just as Bai Longju was about to reach out to stop him.

Several black and white lightning suddenly appeared out of nowhere and blocked his way.

It seems that Jin Chan has no intention of stopping.

"This kid is crazy. Even if you want to take the last step, you have to do it in the Bronze Sky Palace or the Imperial Mausoleum Underground Palace!"

Bai Longju is not like Xuannu. His cultivation level fell due to a serious injury before. He relied on Qingtan's gratitude to gradually regain the immortal status.

He knew very well that although Jin Chan now looked similar to himself and Xuan Nu, he had never eliminated the three corpses in his body and thus taken the final step.

And just at that moment when Bai Longju was stunned.

I saw the golden cicada sitting cross-legged on the ground, with thick and foul-smelling liquid gushing out from the upper, middle and lower dantian of its body and gradually solidifying.

The three corpses are called Peng Hou, the middle corpse Peng Zhi and the lower corpse Peng Jiao, which are the rotten worms.

At the upper dantian, which is located between the eyebrows, the thick paste turned into a boneless human skin wearing a gorgeous Qin dragon robe, which lay on the head of Jin Chan. When the breeze blew gently, it swayed continuously.

In the middle dantian and the torn stomach sac, all kinds of delicacies are piled up.

In the lower Dantian, there is obscene air and white fluid, like a gushing spring.

Jin Chan is not a saint who has no desires, nor is he like Wu Zhuolei, a person from the Xuanmen of the Thirty-Six Blessed Lands, who deliberately suppresses the Three Corpse Worms.

Power, fine clothes, all kinds of flavors, greed and lust are all that the Golden Cicada is thinking about.

"Break the obsession!"

Jin Chan shouted loudly and cut off the three fully transformed corpses from his body.

But then, after a few breaths, Bai Longju's expression changed from nervousness at first, worrying that the Heavenly Palace would take him away early, to frowning in confusion.

"How come nothing happened?"

Looking around at the still blue sky, the chirping of birds and insects, and the gentle breeze, Bai Longju was puzzled.

"This body can never complete the last step of becoming an immortal."

After letting out a long sigh, Jin Chan slowly opened his eyes and stood up from the ground.

"This body does not have the three corpses at all, or rather, my 'three corpses' have long been hidden."

Jin Chan lowered his eyes, looked at the palm of his hand, then looked up at the sky. After a long time, he uttered these words.

"Boy, are you doubting my boss?"

Bai Longju was not stupid and he quickly realized the meaning of Jin Chan's words.

"The only ones who can do this are Nuwa and the Golden Cicada from Buddhism, but who is it?"

Jin Chan did not express his thoughts, but asked back.

In the days that followed, Jin Chan continued to live a leisurely life as usual and never mentioned the "Three Corpses" and "becoming an Immortal" again.

On the contrary, Bai Longju seemed to be in a low mood.

He sat in the middle of the yard all day, holding a jar of wine, drinking and seeming to be in deep thought.

Even if Xuannv went to persuade them, it would be of no use.

Until one day, this guy seemed to have suddenly come to his senses. He came to Jin Chan and said seriously, "The boss must have his own plans. You must be overthinking it."

In the middle of the eleventh year of Emperor Qin Shihuang's reign.

Meng Tian, ​​Li Xin and others led the army and returned to Daqin.

As soon as the group of people who had not returned for nearly ten years arrived in Xianyang, they gathered at Jin Chan's mansion.

In addition to the several carts of fine wine and meat, they also brought gifts for Jin Chan and Xiao Luoyang's wedding.

Of course, there was also Li Shiwu, who was trembling all over and had lost his ruffian spirit, hiding in the camp outside the city for a long time, not daring to go home.

Today, Li Shiwu has grown from a little baby into a handsome young general with outstanding military achievements.

But he also knew that for what he had done over the years, he would not dare to complain even if he was hung up and beaten by Jin Chan.

"I'd better wait until Dad and Uncle Meng get drunk, then I'll go ask Godmother for help!"

"My godmother is so nice. I just need to act pitiful and she will definitely help me."

Li Shiwu, hiding in the tent, paced back and forth, talking to himself and scratching his ears.

Although in Li Shiwu's heart, his godmother Xiao Luoyang is a little strict, she is still very gentle after all and will surely not stand by and watch someone die.

"You little brat, you actually want your godmother to plead for you?"

Just as Li Shiwu reached out to get a jar of wine to calm his nerves, Jin Chan's cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Dad, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be drinking with Uncle Meng and the others?"

Li Shiwu turned his head and looked back. Cold sweat instantly poured down his back like a waterfall, and his weak legs kept shaking uncontrollably.

Even when he was taking the head of an enemy general in the midst of thousands of troops, or attacking a city, he had never been so scared.

"Come with me!"

Although he asked Li Shiwu to go with him, Jin Chan grabbed the back of his neck, just like pinching a chick, and lifted him up and flew away from the camp of hundreds of thousands of people.

After a stick of incense.

In a small woods outside Xianyang city.

Li Shiwu was seen shirtless, with his hands tied with hemp ropes, hanging on an old tree.

"At the age of seven, before reaching the western border, I learned how to drink and play dice, and I got drunk."

"Before you turn nine, let Meng Tian find you a foreign woman to be your maid."

Pa~pa~
Every time Jin Chan spoke a word, he would whip it with the whip in his hand.

"After conquering the Kingdom of Jingjue, she could not resist the temptation and lost her virginity at the age of fourteen."

Although Jin Chan was younger than Li Shiwu when she lost her virginity, the force of his hand showed no mercy. Snap~ Snap~ Snap.
After the leather whip wrapped with thunder magic had been whipped for a full 172 times, the Golden Cicada finally stopped.

Although Li Shiwu did not suffer any broken bones, he was still crying out in pain.

The wild animals and birds around were frightened and fled in all directions.

"Dad, Fifteen was wrong. Although my son was a little naughty, he never missed a battle and even rushed to the front. Over the years, he has won the first place 27 times, and has killed generals and captured flags countless times. Dad, please forgive me this time! I will never dare to do it again next time."

When Li Shiwu saw that Jin Chan had stopped, he immediately begged for mercy.

"Do you know why I beat you?"

Jin Chan threw the whip away, but had no intention of putting Li Shiwu down.

"Playful, belligerent, disregarding safety. And... losing your virginity too early?"

Li Shiwu thought about it and replied.

"How can a Qin general not be warlike? It's nothing for you to be a little playful at your age. Being the first to climb the ladder, kill the general, and seize the flag is like hanging your head on your belt. If you are too careful about your life, how can you fight this battle? As for losing your virginity, ahem, it's not a big deal."

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Jin Chan coughed twice and did not continue discussing the issue of losing her virginity.

"Dad, since it's nothing, why did you beat me?"

Li Shiwu was puzzled. It turned out that what Jin Chan said while beating him was just a random excuse.

"Could it be that Dad is simply itching to do something?" Li Shiwu said to himself.

"You have the courage of a general, but not the virtue of a commander of an army."

"During the ten years you have been in the Western Regions, you have treated the war as a game, just to satisfy your desire to march and fight. Am I right or wrong?"

Although Jin Chan did not say it explicitly, he was hinting secretly.

In the present-day Great Qin, apart from Ying Lou, only this guy named Fifteen is relying on the country's fortune.

When I step onto the Ninth Heaven one day, if the Central Plains needs national destiny to maintain it
Crown Prince "Su" may not be the best candidate for the next monarch of the Qin Dynasty.

"Dad, me"

Li Shiwu lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

Perhaps it was just as Jin Chan said, he simply liked marching and fighting, and the purpose of the war was not important.

"There are some things you should think about on your own when you return home. Also, let me see how much you have grown over the years!"

Jin Chan waved his finger, cut the hemp rope that bound Li Shiwu's wrist, and said lightly.

And it only took less than a cup of tea.

Jin Chan was seen carrying Li Shiwu, who was red, steaming and unconscious, back to the Jin Mansion.

After landing.

Jin Chan threw it casually, picked up a jar of wine, and walked towards Meng Tian and others.

This night.

Empty wine jars were scattered all over the ground, and leftover bones and food scraps were everywhere.

In ten years, everyone has matured a lot.

Especially Meng Tian. Although his military morale could not catch up with Li Cunxiao and Xiang Yu, it had already exceeded one million.

And Jin Chan also handed over "Partridge Sky" to him.

However, things were not going well for Li Xin.

Because Xinling Jun had previously presented Wei's best troops in the Central Plains to the Northern Di Chanyu, they were lost in the war.

Although Li Xin has sent people to look for it, the chances are slim.

As for the fate of Xinling Jun and other remnants of the Wei State, Jin Chan simply waved his hand and ordered them to be torn into pieces, and announced to the world that anyone who defected from the Qin Dynasty and joined the barbarians would suffer the same fate.

And now, of the seven rare weapons in the Central Plains, only two from Zhao and Wei have not been returned to Qin.

Another two years passed.

The thirteenth year of Emperor Qin Shihuang's reign.

Everything is going step by step.

But this year.

After Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao mastered [Lanjing Car. Climbing Tower] and [Jingdun. Shimoyu], they challenged Jin Chan again.

As the location for this battle, Jin Chan surprisingly did not choose a place of national destiny.

It is the Peach Blossom Spring outside Luoyang City.

July 15th, noon.

The golden cicada fell from the sky and set foot in the center of the Peach Blossom Spring.

"Come on, let me see if you two are qualified to fight against the gods and kill the immortals side by side with me."

Jin Chan pulled out the fish belly, gently tilted his head back, and hooked his fingers upwards.

I saw it on a mountain peak in Taohuayuan.

With black hair as hard as iron, black lines running up to the sky on his forehead, and double pupils, Xiang Yu, wearing silver-powder armor engraved with dragon and python patterns, holding the silver spear of the Overlord, stands motionless on the top of the mountain.

On another mountain not far away.

Li Cunxiao, the Thirteenth Guardian, with muscles bulging like mountains and his whole body as red and hot as the sun, is full of fighting spirit.

His wide-open eyes were enveloped in a red glow, making him as majestic as an unangry Vajra.

The other three mountains were surrounded by the most powerful military commanders in the entire Qin Dynasty.

Among them are generals such as Meng Tian and Li Xin.

There are also people like Meng Wu and Wang Jian, whose temples have white hair.

Even Li Mu, who was as calm as clear water, came.

Of course, Bai Longju, Xuannv, Xiao Luoyang, Li Shiwu and Li Yueliang are also indispensable.

"Jin Chan, if you are close to death, please shout out at any time. For the sake of our past friendship, I will hold back."

Li Cunxiao's confidence does not seem to be blind, but rather well-founded.

"Today, I will take away the title of the world's number one general from you, Jin Chan."

Xiang Yu was not polite at all.

After saying that, he inserted the Overlord Spear in his hand into the rock.

With a loud bang, a huge staircase jumped out from under Jin Chan's feet and flew to the top of the mountain.

"This guy really has mastered the use of climbing stairs."

Jin Chan dodged to the side and muttered to himself.

If Xiang Yu had been able to climb the tower so skillfully during the Battle of Hangu Pass, the gate of Hangu Pass would probably have become a decoration.

Before Jin Chan could finish his speech.

I saw that the building suddenly disintegrated in the air.

Then, after the reorganization.

A sky palace made of black iron, blocking out the sky and the sun, floats above the Peach Blossom Spring.

There are no less than 100,000 buildings in the palace, and all kinds of weapons are inserted in each room.

"Endless, millions of soldiers, and a group of buildings."

Xiang Yu, standing on the top of the palace, roared loudly.

The sky was filled with arrows and countless weapons flying towards the golden cicada below.

Moreover, each of these sharp blades contains the spirit of millions of soldiers.

moment.

The sky, which was bright at first, fell into darkness as if a heavenly dog ​​had swallowed the sun. (End of this chapter)