I Am A Corpse Collector In The World Of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 22: I Disagree with This Marriage

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Dong dong dong!

On this day, a deafening bell rang from the First Peak, causing almost everyone in the Cangwu Immortal Sect to look up and gaze towards the First Peak.

Chen Shen, who was cultivating, was awakened. He went to the front of his house and looked into the distance.

Then, one after another, the sound of bells began to ring, as if carrying a mournful tone, echoing between the immortal mountains.

"Junior Brother Chen, do you know what this bell represents?" Lu Changqing, his neighbor from across the door, yawned and walked out. He looked at Chen Shen, who was full of confusion, and smiled.

Chen Shen shook his head and bowed, saying, "Please enlighten me, Senior Brother."

"I don't know either."

"Why did Senior Brother ask so confidently? I thought you knew." Chen Shen said discontentedly.

"Did I? Did I say that I knew?" Lu Changqing smiled and then said, "Alright, enough joking. Actually, I'm not sure either. It's just that Senior Brother Jin Ao mentioned it a few days ago. There is a great figure in the sect who is about to pass away, so this bell may represent the death of that great figure or some other reason. I'm not sure either."

"A funeral bell," Chen Shen murmured softly. He looked in the direction of the First Peak, with a faint anticipation in his heart.

A great figure, how wonderful. I like it.

"Senior Brother Jin Ao invited me to a small gathering today. I'll bring you a roasted chicken in the evening, but we may not be able to drink."

After Lu Changqing left, Chen Shen returned to his room to continue cultivating.

Since breaking through to the eleventh level of Qi Refining three months ago, his cultivation had once again advanced, reaching the peak of an inner disciple, the twelfth level of Qi Refining!

Just one step away from becoming a Foundation Building True Immortal.

"Middle-grade spiritual roots, Foundation Building Pill, and Heaven Foundation Grass. I have or can obtain all of these, but unfortunately, the rare spiritual object that increases the certainty of Foundation Building is too scarce. It has never appeared in the markets of Cangwu Mountain."

Chen Shen sat on the bed, pondering. Now he needed to prepare for Foundation Building, but unfortunately, there was only a ninety percent chance of success, which was not what he had hoped for.

"If I still haven't found the spiritual object with a ten percent certainty when I reach perfection, then I can only attempt Foundation Building with a ninety percent chance."

His face became solemn as he prepared for the worst.

This was not a trivial matter. If alchemy failed, he could start over. If refining tools failed, he could try again.

But breaking through to a new realm was different. Even if there was a slight possibility of failure, Chen Shen felt that he might be the unlucky one.

And if he failed, the consequences could range from being crippled to complete annihilation. He didn't dare to joke with his life.

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Speaking of which, Lu Changqing's punishment period had ended, and he could apply to leave Heaven Burial Mountain and go to another sect.

He did indeed do so, but he returned after only a few days.

According to his own words, Heaven Burial Mountain was his last pure land, where he could enjoy the company of a good friend who was also a scholar and drink wine every day. It was a great fortune in life.

In the evening, Lu Changqing brought back news of the bell and also brought roasted chicken.

"Eat it while it's hot. The food provided by the sect has no flavor." He handed Chen Shen a roasted chicken wrapped in lotus leaves and continued, "The bell did turn out to be what I guessed. It's a funeral bell, apparently for the Supreme Sect Master's ancestor, a Gold Core True Immortal who lived for over five hundred years."

"Gold Core True Immortal!" Chen Shen appeared shocked on the surface but was extremely excited inside.

How great, a Gold Core gift package!

"I heard that this ancestor had attempted to break through the Nascent Soul realm twice, but unfortunately, he was unsuccessful both times. Otherwise, he could have extended his lifespan by five hundred years. It's such a pity. He was a Nascent Soul expert. If our sect had a Nascent Soul powerhouse, it would definitely be ten times more prosperous than it is now. Moreover, there are even more terrifying realms beyond the Nascent Soul realm. I wonder what those realms are."

As Lu Changqing spoke, his eyes were filled with longing, as if he could see himself becoming revered and ruling the world.

"I'm familiar with this. Nascent Soul, Soul Formation, Returning to Void, Transcending Tribulation, Mahayana True Immortal, Earthly Immortal, Celestial Immortal, Profound Immortal, Golden Immortal, and Great Luo Saint. It's a slow journey to immortality. I just don't know what the Body Refining system in this world is and whether there is a Laozi."

These words Chen Shen didn't dare to say out loud, so he could only curse in his heart.

Lu Changqing snapped back to reality, looked around, and leaned in close to Chen Shen's ear, whispering:

"I also heard that the Sect Master's disciple, Ye Shuangman, has formed a Daoist couple with Lin Shujin. It seems to be the dying wish of the late Patriarch, wanting to arrange a marriage for his descendants."

"Well, congratulations."

Lu Changqing stared straight at Chen Shen, seeing that he had no expression and no emotional fluctuations, before saying:

"Don't you think this is too hasty? The Patriarch of their family just died and they're already arranging a marriage. It's not filial at all. It should be left to their great-great-grandson, Chang Shouling, to uphold filial piety for a hundred years."

"Speak in plain language!" Chen Shen glanced at him sideways.

The former scratched his head and chuckled, "The goddess belongs to everyone, she shouldn't get married. If she does get married, her position in my heart will decrease significantly."

"Nonsense." Chen Shen was speechless.

It's just like those fans of idols in a past life. You can't date, and if you dare to, I'll unfollow you.

"Lin Shujin is also a human being, born as a human being, of course, he has desires and emotions. He's not a bodhisattva who doesn't partake in worldly affairs, waiting for you to worship him."

"But I heard that Lin Shujin is unwilling."

"Then I don't agree with this marriage!"

Chen Shen had seen a brief projection of Lin Shujin, shown to him by Lu Changqing.

Very beautiful, stunningly beautiful.

For a moment, he even thought about where their children would go to kindergarten.

Of course, this thought only lasted a few seconds.

Living in the cultivation world, becoming an immortal was his only goal.

Several days passed.

Every morning, noon, evening, and midnight, the sound of the bell would ring three times, each time for a quarter of an hour. There would often be sounds of mourning coming from the First Peak.

Lu Changqing said that this was the highest treatment since the establishment of the Cangwu Immortal Sect.

But Chen Shen felt that it was really noisy and disturbing the peace.

Finally, on the fourth day, the bell no longer rang because the late Patriarch was going to be buried.

Early that morning, Chen Shen and Lu Changqing were waiting at the Tianqiao Bridge.

Before long, a large group of people walked over from the other side of the bridge.

Chen Shen saw the legendary Gold Core Sect Master, personally supporting the spirit tablet, accompanied by four Gold Core Elders who were also comforting the spirit.

Lu Changqing had told him about this yesterday, and the specifications and procedures had already been planned.

Those who blew the suona and carried flower wreaths all had to be at the Foundation Building stage or above.

Chen Shen saw two Gold Core Elders on either side, each holding a basket and scattering paper money.

Wow, those who knew would know that the deceased was the first Patriarch of the Ye family. Those who didn't know would think it was the founder of the sect over a thousand years ago.

The long procession slowly made its way towards the depths of Heaven Burial Mountain. From the back of the line, he saw a group of esteemed disciples of the true transmission.

"So, Lu Changqing and I are the tail of this funeral?" Chen Shen thought to himself.

He also saw Lu Changqing's goddess, Lin Shujin, who was elegant and even more beautiful than in the images.

Coincidentally, the goddess also glanced lightly at him and Lu Changqing.

"Oh, I'm going to die." Lu Changqing excitedly patted Chen Shen's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)