Awakening to cultivate immortality, he impulsively marries a beautiful CEO on the day of his divorce

Chen Yi said, "Your uncle dares to openly take a concubine?"

"We haven't registered our marriage yet, what's the problem?" Lu Jie said, unsurprised.

Chen Yi was speechless. Rich people really know how to have fun.

Xu Linwei was also puzzled.

"What was your aunt thinking? How could she accept this?"

Lu Jie smiled gently.

"Well, how should I put it? My uncle has been the only son in three generations, and my aunt says that the Lin family can only prosper if there are many children. Well, everyone has different ideas."

Xu Linwei gently pinched Chen Yi and said, "Aren't you envious?"

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, then immediately became serious.

"What's there to envy? No wonder he died young after marrying so many wives. He's just not insightful."

Lu Jie laughed and said, "Sister-in-law, you can rest assured, my brother Yi is a devoted man."

The group started talking about the Taoist priest.

Lu Jie said, "This Taoist priest's Taoist name is Chuyang, and he is extremely miraculous. I personally saw him bring a cat back to life by giving it a pill and reciting a spell."

He couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes as he said this.

Chen Yi cracked sunflower seeds, his expression calm, and nodded slightly as he listened.

As the night deepened, Xu Linwei and Luo Jia yawned repeatedly, so Lu Jie found a room for them to rest.

Around 10 o'clock, the courtyard became lively.

"Master Chuyang!"

"Master Chuyang!"

……

Everyone stood up and looked towards the door.

Then they saw a Taoist priest, wearing a nine-ridged turban, a dark blue robe, and cloud-patterned shoes.

Holding a whisk, he walked with measured steps, his expression solemn and ethereal, like a celestial being.

Everyone was filled with awe and respect, and stood respectfully on both sides.

Xiao Yinhong and her son Lin Mo hurriedly went to greet them.

Lu Jie's eyes also lit up.

"Brother Yi, you see? This is a true master."

Chen Yi looked over and immediately sensed that the Taoist priest was somewhat strange.

Upon activating his spiritual insight, his brows furrowed slightly.

This Taoist's Niwan Palace was empty; he had no primordial spirit!

Humans have three souls: the Heavenly Soul, also known as the Primordial Spirit, resides in the Upper Dantian (Niwan Palace); the Earthly Soul, also known as the Consciousness Spirit, resides in the Middle Dantian (Jiang Palace); and the Human Soul, which governs emotions and desires, resides in the Lower Dantian (Ming Palace).

This Taoist's Niwan Palace and Ming Palace were both empty, without a Heavenly Soul or a Human Soul, only a wisp of Earthly Soul sitting upright in the Crimson Palace.

Chen Yi immediately understood.

The Heavenly Soul and Primordial Spirit are innate pure Yang Qi, the Earthly Soul is Yin Qi, and the Human Soul is mixed Qi.

Normal cultivation involves refining the Yin energy of the Earth Soul and Human Soul, ultimately uniting the three souls to cultivate a pure Yang Spirit, which is called the Transformation God.

However, there is one exception.

If a cultivator dies before reaching the Nascent Soul stage, their celestial soul returns to the void, their human soul dissipates in the world, and only their terrestrial soul enters the Netherworld.

Those who cultivate successfully in the form of an earth spirit become ghost immortals.

This Taoist priest was possessed by a ghost immortal, and therefore only possessed an earth soul.

Chen Yi also saw that countless black causal lines intertwined on its earth soul.

In other words, this ghost immortal has done countless immoral things.

If we kill him, that would be a huge amount of merit!

Let's see what he's going to do tonight.

The Taoist priest walked to the front of the platform, and Lin Mo hurriedly asked:

"Master, what do you need to prepare for tonight's ritual?"

Master Chuyang flicked his whisk and said:

"Mr. Lin's soul has returned to the netherworld, and he needs an unmarried male blood relative to summon his soul back with his yang energy."

This……

As soon as he finished speaking, the concubines who had sons each hugged their sons tightly.

Does anyone know what the Taoist priest meant by "using yang energy as a guide"?

If they lose their husbands and then their sons, the Lin family's vast fortune will be no longer theirs.

Xiao Yinhong looked at the seven or eight women with icy eyes.

"Don't you all keep saying you love Emperor Aizhen the most? Now it's your turn to show your true colors."

"Sister, my son is frail and can't take any more stress."

"Sister, my son is so grief-stricken that he has fainted several times today. I'm afraid his yang energy is insufficient and it will delay the ritual."

"Big sister..."

……

A group of women cried and made up all sorts of excuses.

"No!"

Xiao Yinhong gave a cold shout.

"You are all Guozhen's women, and they are all Guozhen's sons. You all have a duty to save Guozhen."

To ensure fairness, all of Guozhen's unmarried sons must participate in the ritual. Otherwise, they will be immediately expelled from the Lin family!

Ah!

Immediately, the women turned pale with fright and began to wail and beg loudly.

Lu Jie felt a chill run down his spine and gently patted Chen Yi.

"Brother Yi, I have a feeling something's off about this."

"You can sense that something's strange, that's for sure."

Chen Yi chuckled twice.

Lu Jie said:

"What do you think they're going to do? This... doesn't seem like a good idea."

Chen Yi stared straight at Lu Jie.

Lu Jie looked puzzled: "Brother Yi, why are you looking at me like that?"

Chen Yi said, "Aren't you a junior too? Aren't you unmarried too? If you want to know, just go and see for yourself."

"this……"

Lu Jie felt a chill run down his spine.

Anyone with eyes could see that this was strange, so he wouldn't dare to try it.

Chen Yi took out a yellow talisman from his Qiankun bag and handed it to Lu Jie, saying solemnly:

"Go ahead and be bold. If you encounter anything strange, just throw this talisman out and you'll be fine. I'll be nearby and come to your aid anytime."

Lu Jie took the yellow talisman with a mixture of belief and doubt.

"Yi-ge, you can do these things too!"

He had only seen Chen Yi gambling on stones and displaying his miraculous medical skills, but he didn't know Chen Yi's true abilities.

Chen Yi said, "This is a great act of merit. If you don't go, all those children will die mysteriously in the future. Don't worry, I'll keep you safe."

Lu Jie hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he got up and walked towards the mourning hall.

He said to Xiao Yinhong, "Aunt, I'm not married yet. My younger brothers are too young and might be scared, so why don't I take them inside?"

"What are you doing here, a mere nephew? Get lost!"

Xiao Yinhong shouted sternly.

Lin Mo quickly added, "Xiao Jie, this is a matter for our Lin family, so please don't cause trouble."

However, at this moment, Master Chuyang suddenly said:

"A nephew also has uncle's blood, so it's acceptable. Considering this young man's filial piety, let him go in with him."

"Master Chuyang!"

Xiao Yinhong said urgently, "This kid has been naughty since he was a child. Don't listen to his nonsense. I'll send him away right now."

"Lin Mo, kick him out!"

Then came a deep shout.

"Xiao Jie, you'd better get out of here right now, or don't blame your cousin for getting rough."

Lin Mo's expression turned stern.

"stop!"

However, Master Chuyang gave a deep shout.

"Since he has spoken, he has made a vow. To stop halfway would be an insult to the gods, the ritual would fail, and misfortune would befall him instead of fortune!"

"Master Chuyang, this..." Xiao Yinhong frowned slightly.

Master Chuyang said slowly, "Madam Lin, there is no need to worry. I know what I'm doing and will definitely give you an explanation."

Xiao Yinhong gritted her teeth slightly and finally nodded.

"Xiao Jie, then go ahead. Remember, you must listen to the Taoist priest."

"Don't worry, Auntie."

Lu Jie nodded.

The concubines had four little boys in total, and they were all forcibly dragged out.

Following Lu Jie and Daoist Chuyang, they entered a large room, in the center of which stood a large coffin.

White candles, black ash, the pungent smell of paraffin...

It exudes an eerie and unsettling atmosphere.

Boom!

The door was closed.

"Wow! Mommy, Mommy!"

The little boys cried loudly and pounded on the door frantically, terrified.

Lu Jie quickly went over to comfort him.

"Don't be afraid, little brothers. Your father is inside. Your father loves you very much, doesn't he?"

After a while of calming them down, the little boys finally quieted down.

"Brother Xiao Jie, what are we doing here?"

A five- or six-year-old boy asked.

Lu Jie patted his head and said, "Dad is sick. Do you want to cure him?"

"think."

The little boy nodded vigorously.

"Brother Jie, you're talking nonsense. Dad is already dead," said the oldest, who was eleven or twelve years old.

Lu Jie looked at the child with a serious expression.

"Do you believe in Brother Jie? If you do, then listen to me. Brother Jie guarantees your safety."

Lu Jie often played with them, so they were quite familiar with each other.

The little boys looked at each other, and finally nodded.

Now, they can only rely on this older cousin.

Master Chuyang was burning incense and performing rituals in front of the coffin when he saw this and was secretly delighted.

Someone helped him take care of the children, preventing them from crying and making a fuss, which really saved him a lot of trouble.

He turned around and pointed to a huge coffin passage in the corner of the room.

"You all lie down inside, and don't move unless I tell you to. When you come out, your father will be back to life."

The little boys all looked at Lu Jie.

Lu Jie led them to the coffin, carried them in one by one, and finally lay down in himself.

The coffin was spacious; one adult and four children could lie inside without feeling cramped at all.

As night deepened, the little boys overcame their fear and quickly fell asleep.

Lu Jie dared not sleep. Through the crack in the coffin, he saw Daoist Chuyang sitting cross-legged in the room, motionless like a large stone...

……