Chapter 5

Deep into the night.

Sun Wudao's eyes were slightly red. His thin body knelt on the ground, in front of him was an unevenly dug pit. Wu Yu's bloodstains had been carefully washed away, and he was covered with a grass mat, lying peacefully in the pit.

"Wu Yu, though we met by chance, it was still a bond. This is a treasure passed down from my ancestors, but it has been a few hundred years and is now just a piece of scrap iron. However, my father instructed me to pass it down. I have no wife or children, so I will give you this 'Heavenly River Bottom Precious Iron.' In the netherworld, with this scrap iron, you will have something to remember."

He untied the red rope and placed it around Wu Yu's neck, then placed the 'Heavenly River Bottom Precious Iron' on Wu Yu's chest. He then knelt three times, covered the grave with soil, and set up a wooden marker, inscribed: "Tomb of Wu Yu, Prince of Eastern Wu."

The Prince of Eastern Wu, a half-life of glory.

Today, while chatting idly on the green stone, he learned about Wu Yu's identity in the mortal world.

"Your Uncle Sun will guard you for seven days and seven nights."

It was said that Su Yanli, upon learning of this, scolded Situ Jin a few times and ordered Sun Wudao to bury Wu Yu, so the days ahead were relatively peaceful.

At night, Sun Wudao leaned against a tree trunk, gazing at the stars in the sky.

"Uh..."

At that moment, the "Tomb of Wu Yu, Prince of Eastern Wu" fell over.

"What's going on?" Sun Wudao remembered burying it quite deep.

Wow!

Suddenly, an arm reached out from the mound of soil.

Sun Wudao was so frightened that he took three steps back, his face pale, and fell to the ground.

In front of him, the soil moved, and a second hand appeared, then pushed away the soil.

Wu Yu, whose complexion had returned to a healthy red and whose blood was flowing again, crawled out of the soil. He stared at Sun Wudao with wide eyes, incredulously saying, "Uncle Sun, I'm not dead, why did you bury me in the soil? I almost suffocated to death!"

He was both amused and exasperated.

However, the wounds were still there, and they had hurt a lot when he moved.

"You're not dead?" Sun Wudao was stunned. He knew Wu Yu's injuries were severe, yet he was still alive! It was a miracle.

"Of course. Just a few lashes, they can't kill me." Wu Yu felt as if he had just slept.

"That's good." Sun Wudao stood up, a rare smile on his face.

"Come, let's drink a pot to celebrate your survival!"

He had hidden a pot of fine wine for decades. Today, he had poured half of it on the grave and kept the other half, which was perfect for a night of drinking until they were thoroughly drunk.

After drinking, the two lay under the stars, on the black earth.

"Wu Yu, do you hate Situ Jin?" Sun Wudao asked.

"Hate, I want to kill him." Wu Yu was very frank. The 'immortals' treated them like grass, their lives were not even as valuable as cranes.

"You can't hate, you mustn't hate. Mortals cannot fight against immortals. Wu Yu, promise me." Sun Wudao said seriously.

Wu Yu didn't know how to answer.

"They are the chosen ones of heaven, born to rule us. We are mortals, mere ants. They can easily crush us, so you absolutely cannot hate. The more you hate, the less you will live."

"Alright."

Sun Wudao had taken care of him for many days while he was unconscious, and today he had protected him from other servants. When he was framed, Sun Wudao had willingly taken his place. Wu Yu remembered this kindness and did not want to worry him further.

"Back then, I was just a step away from becoming an immortal. If I had succeeded, I wouldn't have regretted it for the rest of my life..." Sun Wudao gazed at the stars, sighing with regret.

That was the greatest regret of his life.

However, it was also Wu Yu's current regret. He could empathize with the feeling of being just one step away from becoming an immortal!

"Where is your 'Heavenly River Bottom Precious Iron'!" Sun Wudao's eyes widened, looking at Wu Yu's chest, shocked. Wu Yu then realized he had put the red rope around his neck, but the small iron rod was missing.

"Maybe it fell into the grave, let's look for it."

The two searched for an hour but found nothing. The small iron rod was completely gone. Finally, exhausted, Sun Wudao smiled bitterly, "Forget it, it's just a piece of scrap iron. If it's lost, it's lost. You're alive, and that's more important than anything."

Wu Yu was already exhausted.

With the sky as his blanket and the earth as his bed, he fell asleep.

In his dream, he saw a massive pillar supporting the sky!

The pillar soared into the clouds, reaching the heavens above and the endless earth below, majestic and domineering. Countless immortal mists swirled around it, and the pillar shone with golden light,震撼神魂！

On it, several large characters were inscribed.

"如意金箍棒！"

Each character was like a mountain, pressing down on Wu Yu's head.

震撼，大震撼！

"What is this pillar?" Wu Yu didn't realize he was in a dream.

轰！

Then, the five large characters "如意金箍棒" transformed into countless small characters, starting with: "金刚不坏之身！修成之后，通天彻地，上杀八千天宫，下破万重地狱！铜头铁骨，身若万金，神仙之器皆不得伤身，天道仙劫不能灭体，天上地下，不死不灭！"

After that, there were thousands of characters of incantations, but Wu Yu clearly remembered only the first thousand.

It was called: 金刚不坏之身，第一重。

"吾乃天宫仙域齐天大圣，天佛仙域斗战胜佛！有缘者，传我衣钵，逆天而行，毁天灭地！"

Finally, a vast, domineering, and sharp voice echoed in Wu Yu's mind, reverberating!

啪！

Wu Yu was startled awake, realizing it was just a dream. The sky was already bright, and the scorching sun had risen high. Beside him, Sun Wudao was roasting a rabbit, sprinkling spices, and the aroma filled the air. Seeing Wu Yu awake, he brought a bamboo tube filled with hot water, saying, "Good morning, have some water."

"我……"

Wu Yu was still immersed in the immense shock from the dream.

The pillar supporting the sky, the如意金箍棒, the 金刚不坏之身, and the final words were so domineering and shocking that his mind was still buzzing.

He didn't even hear what Sun Wudao was saying.

"孙伯，我先回去。"

The distance to their wooden house was not far, just over a small hill.

He was in a hurry to return because Wu Yu had discovered that he remembered the incantations of the 金刚不坏之身! And they were clearly etched in his mind, impossible to forget!

Yesterday, he had been injured, and Sun Wudao couldn't see through his clothes, but Wu Yu found that the wounds had already healed. He felt as if he had been reborn, with his entire body in perfect condition. Although he wasn't sure if the damage from the soul-severing powder had been completely repaired, he just needed to try to know. So Wu Yu was eager to find a quiet place.

"好。" Sun Wudao nodded repeatedly.

After returning home, Wu Yu first let Sun Wudao rest, then went to his room and tried to recite the incantations. Indeed, he could remember the incredibly complex and unfathomable incantations.

"金刚不坏之身第一重，凡胎锻体境可以修行，为天宫仙域最强，根基最深厚之法门。"

"天宫仙域是什么地方？齐天大圣，斗战胜佛又是谁？" Wu Yu was puzzled.

He knew the world was vast, with over a dozen countries surrounding the Eastern Wu Kingdom! The Southern Mountain Zhao Kingdom, the Northern Peak Qin Kingdom! But he didn't know where the Heavenly Palace Immortal Realm was.

But these were not important for now. What was important was that he suspected he had been reborn after death and had received a great fortune.

His excitement was unprecedented.

However, he needed to confirm.

He tried a martial arts technique from the Eastern Wu royal family, and it worked!

If not for fear of drawing attention, he would have let out a long, triumphant cry!

This meant that the damage from the soul-severing powder had been completely repaired! Although he needed to start from the beginning, at least he had a chance to practice! Even if he couldn't enter the immortal sect, he had a hundred years to strive!

"我吴煜，忍辱负重，终于重生了！"

This statement carried a weight of bitterness.

"如意金箍棒，天河镇底神珍铁，这衣钵传承，估计正是来自孙伯那小铁棒！这是孙伯的东西，我要和他分享，一起修这‘金刚不坏之身’！"

Wu Yu was about to find Sun Wudao.

Just as he had this thought, he suddenly felt a splitting headache.

"果然得了造化！但是这造化，竟然不想我和孙伯分享，是担心我外传吧。" This point made Wu Yu speechless. After all, it was something from Sun Wudao, and he couldn't return it.

He calmed down.

"孙伯一百岁了，年事已高，任何灵丹妙药，估计都没法让他继续修行了……"

Thinking about this, he gave up the idea of letting Sun Wudao practice with him.

"不过，他年轻时候的梦想，是入仙门，成为通天剑派的弟子！如果我能完成这一步，他一定会很开心的，他时日不多，我定不能让他有所遗憾！从今日起，我要争取一个月时间，入仙门！我一定要入仙门！"

On the green stone, Sun Wudao had talked about his young dreams. Missing that step was his deepest regret.

Wu Yu felt an intense desire in his heart!

He wanted to become an immortal!

He wanted to take revenge and restore his kingdom!

His Eastern Wu Kingdom, passed down by his ancestors, a ten-thousand-year-old nation!

Sun Wudao talked about some details of cultivation today.

"武道十重天，便是仙人的凡胎锻体境，简称锻体境。"

"锻体境，一共有十重，分别是：锻肉、磨筋、炼骨、内壮、换血、破窍、凝神、脱胎、仙变、通神。第一重，锻肉，锻炼肌肉，令浑身血肉精炼，力大如马，成功之后，肉身精炼，有一匹战马之力量！"

"第二重，磨筋，磨练筋脉，修成之后，战力飙升，有五匹战马之力！"

"而后磨练骨骼、强壮五脏六腑，逆天换血，再通任督二脉，破全身窍穴，最后凝练精神，再精神血肉合一，脱胎换骨，接着再上一层，达到仙变程度，为成仙做准备，最后通神！有鬼神之力，通神之后，就有两千匹战马之力量！"

"那时候，一个人，便可独挡千军，乃是武道十重天，凡间的至尊武神，就是这等境界！"

"但是在仙道，通神之境界，只是仙道的铺垫！"

"凡胎锻体境之后，乃是凝气仙根境，简称凝气境，据说和凝练法力，种下仙根有关系。昊天上仙，还有所有的核心弟子，如苏颜离，就在这等程度，当真是翻江倒海，无所不能！"

"不过，最厉害的，还是在凝气境之上，掌教至尊，金丹仙人！"

Thinking of that person, Wu Yu's eyes burned with passion. If he could become his disciple, he would soar to the heavens.

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