I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21 Opening Ceremony

In a few days time, Wei Kang’s facial features were bulging, and his chest and abdomen were sunken. He looked like a corpse.

The imperial physicians and famous doctors of the Divine Capital were all helpless. They could not even diagnose the illness.

Huang Yuniang floated above Wei Kang’s head and opened her mouth to swallow. Wisps of grayish-white fog fused into her soul.

“Ghosts devour the essence of the human body. It seems to be an invisible substance, but it can be fed back to the body. Therefore, essence, energy, and spirit are the foundation of a person…”

Zhou Yi hid in the dark and observed the changes in Wei Kang’s body.

In three or five days, Wei Kang’s soul would dissipate. From the looks of it, the efficiency of ordinary vengeful spirits was a little slow. The only advantage was that they were hidden strangely.

Zhou Yi was about to leave and go to the Sky Prison to show his face and find an excuse to slip out. He had become a freeloader in the Sky Prison. Lieutenant Zhu found another prison guard to deliver food. Back then, he even secretly despised the prison guards who freeload in the Sky Prison. When it was Zhou Yi’s turn to do it, he found out that it actually felt good!

Just then…

The door of the Duke’s residence opened, and the Matriarch personally welcomed the person. The young master of the residence stood respectfully by her side.

Zhou Yi was immediately interested. Who had such a big face?

A few days ago, the eunuch who had been visiting on behalf of Emperor Hongchang had only entered through a side door. Furthermore, the Matriarch was the biological sister of the former empress, so they had to address her as aunt.

The sound of chanting could be heard. A moment later, two rows of eight yellow-robed monks took the lead. They opened the way, knocked the alms bowl, scattered the flowers, and held a banner. Then there were eight more monks with bulging muscles. Their bare upper bodies were smeared with gold powder, and they carried lotus platforms on their shoulders.

The lotus platform was surrounded by silk banners that fluttered in the wind, revealing the fat Zen Master sitting inside.

Zhou Yi swept his gaze across the monks. They were all experts who had achieved Bone Forging. The Zen Master sitting cross-legged had a faint spiritual energy fluctuation.

“Interesting, interesting! The Divine Capital is really filled with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. I’ve seen too little in the Sky Prison!”

The monks walked to the entrance of the Duke’s mansion. The Zen Master slowly stood up from the lotus platform and looked solemnly at the sky above the Duke’s mansion. “Amitabha! Which monster dares to harm the Divine Capital?”

The Matriarch hurriedly sent someone forward and invited the Zen Master and the others into the residence. The fat Zen Master’s expression was solemn. He told the Matriarch that he had to open an altar and use decades of cultivation. In total, more than 200,000 taels of silver!

Fengyang Kingdom’s annual taxes would not exceed ten million taels of silver. A Buddhist monk’s ritual actually required twenty to thirty percent of the national tax.

“Everything goes according to Master Miaojue!” The Matriarch agreed decisively and got someone to get the silver. It was filled with large silver ingots the size of winter melons. The two of them had to work together to lift them up until night fell.

“The abbot of the Jingang Temple, Miaojue, one of the State Masters conferred by the dog emperor back then!”

Zhou Yi heard the discussions of the Duke’s mansion and also knew the origins of the Zen Master. It was said that back then, he had a close relationship with Emperor Chongming and discussed the Dao of longevity. He was one of the few experts in the Fengyang Kingdom’s Buddhist sects.

“He’s in his nineties but looks similar to someone in his fifties or sixties. He must have other methods. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to fool the dog emperor!”

Emperor Chongming asked, but he was not really stupid.

Back then, many warlocks thought that no one could see through their deception and wanted to enter the Shangyang Palace to enjoy wealth. In the end, they were all thrown into the imperial prison to be tortured to death.

“The dog emperor would rather the country be in turmoil than be deceived. Perhaps… he’s seen a real immortal?”

It was now dark. Dozens of whale oil candles as thick as arms were lit in Wei Kang’s courtyard.

The monks had already built the altar. Eight yellow-robed monks each held a Buddhist artifact and took turns to ascend the altar. They looked rather solemn. Whenever the people of the Duke’s Mansion saw that one monk walked down the altar, they would put their palms together and bow.

Miaojue sat cross-legged on the lotus platform and pressed his palms together in silence. “What’s this guy doing?” Zhou Yi frowned slightly. If not for the spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, he would have been too lazy to watch the monk dance.

Until midnight.

“Amitabha!” Miaojue suddenly chanted a Buddhist proclamation. His voice was like thunder, waking up the originally sleepy people from the Duke’s Mansion.

Miaojue jumped up and flew over everyone’s heads, landing on the altar.