I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality

Three types of Wandering Corpses, Three Corpse Transformations, no matter how they change, cannot escape this realm. Only when reaching the Undying Bone, does the true transformation begin.

The Undying Bone is when a bone is refined to the extreme. When spiritual essence is gradually infused into it over time, and a certain bone in the body gains spirituality, it is considered entry level.

So when is the Undying Bone considered complete?

When the bone is cultivated to not only contain spirituality but also requires the constant deepening of the body's death aura with the use of ultimate yin objects, until the cultivated bone transforms from death to life, only then is the Undying Bone complete.

In Taoism, there are three treasures: essence, energy, and spirit. To a certain extent, the Undying Bone is also the place where the three treasures of a zombie gather.

As long as the three treasures exist and the spiritual essence is immortal, the Undying Bone can regrow blood and flesh, allowing the zombie to reach a state of immortality.

Xu Qing often uses sinister and ominous objects to refine his left hand. With time, the death aura in his hand will reach its peak, but to transform death into life, it still lacks treasures to provide vitality.

Death aura is nurtured by stabilizing objects, yin objects, and evil objects. Vitality also requires corresponding cultivation treasures.

Vitality, spirituality, essence.

Xu Qing is not worried about vitality. In the Dharma Realm of his Baosheng Temple, there is a lake of salvation blood, which contains abundant vitality. Besides, the bottle of motherly essence held by Lady Baosheng constantly sustains it.

As for spirituality, it requires refined work. As long as he continues to cultivate over years and years, one day he will succeed.

But the essence blood, Xu Qing lacks the most.

A zombie, even if you drain all the cadaveric blood from him, you can't find the slightest bit of essence blood, only endless grave blood and yin aura.

The key to the Undying Bone's ability to reshape the corpse lies in its contained undying, immortal essence blood.

This essence vitality and blood do not circulate to other body parts, but remain within the Undying Bone, just as there must be a wisp of yin aura hidden at noon, and a wisp of yang aura emerges at midnight.

Xu Qing often worries about this medicinal primer, but now, in front of him in the Hu Guang Cup, there happens to be a ball of highly active essence blood.

This essence blood is consumable; stored in the Undying Bone, once the physical body is gone, this essence blood can be consumed to provide the most basic nutrients for the Undying Bone to regrow blood and flesh.

If there isn't enough essence blood as fuel, does it mean it's all over?

Not necessarily.

An Undying Bone without the foundational essence blood must rely on its ability to leap and climb, hunting blood food to reshape its body.

The hand is most agile. If it's the tibia, sacrum, or celestial bone — bones that are less convenient, reshaping the body becomes much trickier.

At this point, if another person helps by soaking the Undying Bone in blood food daily, nourishing it, flesh and sinew, arms, head, and even the body's trunk will grow more quickly.

Xu Qing examined the dragon blood in the Hu Guang Cup. If one day his physical body is damaged, with this dragon blood as the primer, combined with the abundant vitality in the blood lake, he might become as good as new instantly!

Seeing Xu Qing staring at the Hu Guang Cup with a smile, Xuan Yu finally couldn't help but ask, "When does the Xu Immortal Family plan to leave next time?"

"Why are you asking that?" Xu Qing was puzzled.

Xuan Yu sat on the counter, staring intently at Xu Qing, "Every time the Xu Immortal Family goes out, you always bring back some strange and unusual things. I'm wondering what the Xu Immortal Family will bring back next time..."

"..."

"I didn't open a flower and bird shop, so where do you think I get all these strange and unusual things?"

"There was the sleepy bug before, then the big fool and the little white snake a few days back, and today those two golden fish that can transform..."

Xuan Yu listed them one by one, making Xu Qing speechless.

Lately, the things he's been bringing into the shop have indeed become somewhat varied.

"I'm not leaving for the next two days. Now Xuan Yu doesn't need to worry about me bringing anything back, right?"

Xuan Yu took a look at Xu Qing, his gaze somewhat revealing distrust.

...

The next morning, the wind calmed and the rain cleared.

Xu Qing opened the shop as usual.

Around near noon, a customer came to the shop.

Xu Qing took a look and found the person familiar — wasn't this the owner of Tong Yue Restaurant!

"Boss Yan, you're here..."

The owner of Tong Yue Restaurant, Boss Yan, didn't look too well. He sighed, saying, "Mr. Xu, I've heard that among all the funeral shops in Jin Sect, it's the Xu Family shop on Underground Street that is the most capable and skilled."

"I have a mangled corpse here. Could you please help tidy it up? I'll cover all the funeral and burial costs, whatever it takes…"

Mangled? Xu Qing didn't mind much. He has the Mother and Child Needle Technique, and no matter how mangled a corpse is, he can sew it back together. Even if it were missing limbs, he could use paper limbs to substitute, making it look so real that no one could tell the corpse was incomplete before death.

"Every trade has its specialty. Please rest assured, Shopkeeper Yan, and let me take a look at the client's appearance first..."

Exiting the shop, Xu Qing lifted the corpse shroud on the cart with a glance —

Goodness! So this is what 'mangled' means!

Under the shroud lay a pancake-like corpse, spread on the cart, bloodily smeared, as if a freshly cooked egg pancake.

"How could a person end up like this? Could it be they were run over by the millstone at the wheat field?"

Shopkeeper Yan shook his head and sighed, "It's all my fault. If not for me, he wouldn't be dead."

"What do you mean by that?"

Seeing Shopkeeper Yan's hesitation, Xu Qing reminded him, "Shopkeeper Yan, you must tell the truth. If this corpse carries a murder case, it would be best to send it to the Government Office early."

"There's no murder case, Shopkeeper Xu, rest assured. I have a document from the Government Office, and the neighbors at East Gate can testify..."

Hearing this, Xu Qing found it even stranger in his heart. If the corpse has nothing to do with you, why claim it was your fault he died?

Taking the Government Office document, Xu Qing took a glance. The deceased was named He Xiaosheng, a fisherman by trade from East Gate, and the cause of death was being run over by a carriage.

Seeing Shopkeeper Yan's poor spirits, Xu Qing chose not to inquire further.

Returning the document, Xu Qing carefully removed the corpse from the cart, wrapped it in the shroud, and moved it into the Funeral Shop.

Leaving Shopkeeper Yan waiting outside, Xu Qing entered the side room alone to perform the salvation for the corpse.

When the Sutra of Salvation was turned, the revolving lantern of the corpse appeared before Xu Qing, and he was momentarily stunned.

Not for anything else, just because he recognized this corpse as the fisherman Eagle's Beak, who sold golden carp to Zhang Jun outside De Shun Tower a few days ago.

Eagle's Beak, whose original name was He Xiaosheng, was adept at fishing from a young age. While others used the finest fish hooks and lines, he only needed a bamboo pole and a fine thread to catch fish that others couldn't.

His fishing skill was so great that even as a naked child, he fished the ponds behind his house empty. As a teenager, with his fishing rod by the riverside, in just seven or eight days, he could fish a whole pond extinct, leaving not even fish fry.

As he grew up, Eagle's Beak restrained himself, only fishing for rare and beautiful ones.

These days, what kind of fish is precious? Besides Spirit Fish, golden carp are rare.

Eagle's Beak was a mortal, couldn't catch Spirit Fish, so he sought ways to catch those golden carps.

In the early morning, as the sun rose, the river surface shimmered, and there were always a few golden carp poking their heads above the water to play.

Eagle's Beak kept an eye daily, observing the golden carps' movements along the riverbank. After two months, he finally found a method to catch them.

On stormy days, the golden carp fought desperately against the waves, seeming mad and bewitched.

Eagle's Beak was delighted that he didn't even need bait, holding a net ready to scoop when the golden carp were exhausted and close to the shore.

Capturing the golden carp was one thing; Eagle's Beak was vain. He pretended to hook the golden carp by threading a hook through its mouth, letting blood, and then putting it back into the fish basket.

This way, anyone who saw him believed he had the great ability to hook golden carps.