Chapter 572: Jiang Lianyi

Before coming to the Ancient Realm, Lu Yang didn't expect to encounter so many things during this training in the Ancient Realm.

The Ancient Realm of Creation is famous in the Demon Domain. He and Meng Jingzhou calculated that since they were already here, it would be a loss not to go, so they entered the Ancient Realm under the leadership of Third Senior Sister.

He didn't expect to encounter various insights left by ancient great demons here, and also encounter the Nine-Fold Immortal's technique.

The fourth layer of the Ancient Realm of Creation, a place that prodigies who entered the Ancient Realm for 300,000 years had never known, a place that even the Spirit of the Secret Realm, Luo Hong, was not qualified to set foot in, welcomed visitors for the first time.

Here it was dead silent, empty footsteps echoing, as if someone was following behind.

Lu Yang carefully observed the fourth layer. The room was decorated in a low-key and connotative way. He thought the owner of the room must be a senior with excellent cultivation.

Every decoration in the room revealed vicissitudes and extraordinary qualities. With Lu Yang's vision, he could only recognize a small part of the origin.

Stone tables carved from top-grade spirit stone marrow, jade chairs fused from the essence of the sun and the essence of the moon, glazed floor tiles refined from special star cores, Kunlun copper mirrors, tea cups for enlightenment, eternal immortal lamps...

These were things Lu Yang had only seen in his mental space—the Immortal Fairy would occasionally change the style of the mental space.

When the Immortal Fairy introduced them to Lu Yang before, Lu Yang's eyes jumped. The value of these things had exceeded his imagination.

Now that these appeared vividly before his eyes, it was another feeling.

Lu Yang noticed that a verdant jade flute was hanging on the wall, with a slender and beautiful appearance, fine details, and lifelike patterns of hundreds of birds, giving a feeling of lightness and purity.

At the end of the room, a bed was placed horizontally, covered by light gauze, and only a female cultivator lying on the bed could be vaguely distinguished.

"Fairy, have you remembered whose room this is?"

Lu Yang asked in a low voice, worried about disturbing the owner of the room.

"It's Jiang Lianyi."

Ancient Phoenix tribe prodigy, Phoenix tribe ancient ancestor, wife of the Qilin Immortal, one of the top ten beauties of ancient times, Jiang Lianyi.

Lu Yang's hand, which was about to push away the light gauze, paused. He secretly said "as expected," then pushed away the light gauze and saw the beautiful woman lying on the bed, wearing gorgeous red clothes like a group of flames.

It was precisely the legendary Jiang Lianyi.

Jiang Lianyi had no breath, her vitality dissipated, her lips were white, her eyes were closed tightly, her expression was peaceful, and her hands were crossed on her chest.

"Has she passed away?"

Lu Yang knew the means of ancient cultivators sleeping. No matter how those cultivators slept, they could feel a thin breath, which was completely different from Jiang Lianyi's situation.

His voice trembled, his face full of disbelief. How could a legendary big figure like Jiang Lianyi die?

But Lu Yang thought of the corpse of the Sui Yue Immortal buried under the Wuxing Sect, and the old Qiongqi in the black coffin in the Qiongqi tomb, and had to admit this fact.

Ancient matters are confusing, and anything can happen.

The only thing he could do was accept it.

He didn't know if the Immortal Fairy could accept it. The Fairy and Jiang Lianyi had a deep friendship. Even though the Fairy was usually laughing and joking, when she encountered the departure of a friend, she must be heavy-hearted.

Jiang Lianyi is dead, so what happened to the Dragon tribe's ancient ancestor Ao Ling, and what happened to the Qilin Immortal?

It is possible that the encounters of the other two would not be much better, and it is even possible that all three have fallen.

"She's not dead; this is a fake death technique."

The Immortal Fairy glanced at Lu Yang, who was complex and trying hard to accept the news of Jiang Lianyi's departure, thinking to herself, why are you cursing people for no reason?

Lu Yang was silent for a while.

"... Fake death technique?"

Fairy, could you have said that earlier? I was sad for nothing.

"You forgot, the fake death technique I taught her. She didn't learn it well at the time and was burned until she was howling..."

"Alright, alright, stop talking."

Lu Yang hurriedly interrupted the Immortal Fairy's memories. Saying this in front of people, no matter how he thought about it, it didn't seem very good.

The Immortal Fairy put her hands on her hips, very proud: "My fake death technique is much more reliable than small means like being frozen. The principle of being frozen is to slow down time and reduce the speed of lifespan loss, but lifespan should still pass. Maybe some unlucky guy will sleep to death if he sleeps too much."

"For example, the ancient Di Jiang had 70,000 to 80,000 years of lifespan before sealing himself. This time he woke up, and it's estimated that only 20,000 to 30,000 years are left."

"On the contrary, the fake death technique is equivalent to death after being performed, so there is no need to worry about the exhaustion of lifespan at all."

How can there be lifespan consumption in a state of death?

"You move aside, I'll resurrect her."

Lu Yang consciously moved aside and stood to the side. This kind of thing was beyond the ability range of a Golden Core ancestor.

The Immortal Fairy stretched out her index finger, and Dao rhyme flowed on her fingertips. Dao runes emerged one after another, gathering on the top of her head, performing silent collisions. The collision produced brilliant light, making Lu Yang unable to open his eyes.

Massive runes formed a back-pouring trend, frantically at her fingertips.

Her index finger tapped gently on Jiang Lianyi's brow, rippling circles of invisible ripples, like an invisible wind, blowing the light gauze surrounding the bed, making the stone table, jade chair, and copper mirror shake slightly.

Lu Yang was swept by the ripples and felt the two charms of death and survival. Tasting them carefully, there was nothing, which was strange.

Jiang Lianyi's face turned from white to red. In the blink of an eye, she was as ruddy as a living person, her long eyelashes trembling, as if she was about to wake up.

"Hmm~~"

Jiang Lianyi hummed lazily, elegant and lazy, exactly the same as the Immortal Fairy when she just woke up.

As Jiang Lianyi resurrected from the dead, the entire fourth layer came alive. The stone table, jade chair, and copper mirror shook rhythmically, as if dancing, and the jade flute hanging on the wall sounded a brisk sound... as if cheering for the master's awakening.

Jiang Lianyi sat up from the bed, her head dizzy. She felt that she had slept a very, very long sleep. This sleep was so long that it had to be recorded in units of ten thousand years, so that her memory was a bit blurred, and she constantly sorted out her memory in her mind.

She looked around, forgetting for a moment why she slept here, and why she woke up now?

When she turned her head, a pretty face better than her own leaned over.

"Lianyi, you're awake?"

The Immortal Fairy crawled by the bed, close to Jiang Lianyi, which gave Jiang Lianyi a big fright.

Seeing Jiang Lianyi wake up, the Immortal Fairy's mouth turned up, her smile brilliant, and the corners of her eyes were smiling.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Lianyi looked at the Immortal Fairy blankly. She was a dignified Half-Immortal, yet she didn't notice the other party approaching her at all.

"Don't you recognize me? I'm Huang Doudou, the Immortal Fairy Huang Doudou." The Immortal Fairy introduced seriously.

Jiang Lianyi was a very vigilant person, but facing this girl who appeared suddenly, no matter how she tried, she couldn't raise any vigilance.

Two lines of clear tears flowed down Jiang Lianyi's cheeks, uncontrollable. Jiang Lianyi kept wiping her tears with her wrists, and the tears fell in large drops, unable to stop.

Clearly she was crying, but in her heart, there was an indescribable happiness.

"Strange, why am I crying?"

The second update is at eleven o'clock.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 573 =====