Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Dragon, Tiger Staff, Snake God's Eyes and Pepper Pictures on the Monument

　　falls with a sound.

 Immediately, a guy sent me a vaginal claw.

In the eyes of everyone, Chen Yulou calmly, no panic, holding the yin's claws directly into the blood of the half coffin.

Soon, there was a resistance on the iron claws.

 “It's shipped...”

Use your skill to fish it out gently.

 The blood, which had gradually returned to calm, started to sway again.

　A crowd of people's eyes were immediately attracted.

As the probing claw emerged little by little, a short cyan staff about the length of an arm was also taken out of the crimson blood coffin.

That short staff has a very strange shape.

 There is a dragon head on one end and a tiger head on the other. The point where the bodies of the two beasts meet is the handle in the middle.

The whole body is cyan, as if coated with a layer of celadon glaze, giving people a simple and heavy feeling.

 At first glance, it looks like an ancient relic from the Han Dynasty.

 “Dragon knotweed!”

 The moment I saw it.

 Chen Yulou's eyes couldn't help but light up.

 It can be said that this is the key to the path to immortality in the tomb of King Xian.

The Han people believe in the Queen Mother of the West and believe that she is in charge of the elixir of life and ascending to heaven. Dragons and tigers are the keys for mortals to ascend to heaven and ascend to immortality.

 Hence the Han Dynasty.

 You can often see portraits of dragons and tigers guarding the Queen Mother of the West.

 Dragon knotweed should be born out of this.

 The reason why he values ​​it so much.

  Because it is not only a symbol of authority, but also the key to opening the door to the king's ascension to immortality.

 Without it.

 It is also impossible to enter the Tomb of King Xian.

I have to say that the person in this crimson blood coffin has really amazing methods.

 One link after another.

 Insect Valley can only be regarded as the easiest level.

 It's just…

How many people can't even get past the first hurdle.

Holding the dragon and tiger stick, Chen Yulou casually threw the penis-detecting claw back into the hands of the clerk.

 “Do you understand?”

 “Be careful and don't miss something good.”

Several guys immediately came forward and combed it bit by bit with their vaginal claws.

 Soon there was movement under my hands again.

However, what was fished out this time was not a naked weapon, but a dead body that was soaked in blood and turned white.

 He is an old man in his fifties or sixties.

 He has white beard and hair, and has a long, pointed face.

What is shocking is that even though they have been dead for two thousand years, the ancient corpses show no signs of decay, and their faces even look a little rosy.

 It seems as if he is not dead.

 Just fell into a deep sleep.

 “Do not putrefy…”

At first, seeing how heavy it was under their hands, several of the guys thought they had caught something good.

 The result is an ancient corpse.

 In addition, there was nothing valuable on him, so I subconsciously prepared to put it aside.

 But the well-informed Partridge Whistle suddenly twitched at the corner of his eyes.

"Be careful."

 “It's a crystal!”

As soon as he drank it, the others saw that the ancient corpse's rosy skin did look a bit wrong under the light.

 Reflects a luster like glass.

Looking carefully, I discovered that he was actually wearing a layer of crystal armor as thin as cicada wings, with a strange style.

 “It's really amazing.”

 “What is aphrodisiac?”

“Mom, it is said that this thing can only be found in the Immortal Mountain. The immortals ascended to the sky and left their remains behind. In order to prevent decay, they were wrapped with a layer of crystals.”

 “Then what are you waiting for? Peel it off, it's definitely worth the money.”

 Obviously, Partridge Whistle is not the only one who has heard about Zhijing.

 Immediately, someone screamed out in surprise.

That thin layer of plastic-like stuff is so precious.

　　still on the jade clothes with golden threads.

The man who carried the body suppressed his hands shaking, for fear of damaging Nao Shizi's crystal.

 Fortunately, although the crystal is as thin as a cicada's wing, it is not as fragile as imagined. Instead, it has the texture of a tapestry in your hand.

 Peel off the crystals.

 The body of the high priest was exposed to the air.

 It immediately becomes darker quickly and quickly visible to the naked eye.

  It no longer regains its previous luster.

 Chen Yulou looked at the ancient corpse quietly, always feeling that he could see the shadows of many people in him.

only…

 About his identity.

  There is no definition.

Perhaps he was once a man of stunning talent and brilliance who overshadowed an era.

 Otherwise, we would not be able to build such a world-shattering treasure as the Tomb of King Xian.

 Look at the entire world of ghost blowing lanterns.

 The only one that Chen Yulou can think of that can be compared with the Tomb of King Xian is Dixian Village.

 Speaking of it, this place is quite similar to Dixian Village.

It's all for the illusory ascension to immortality.

  They all also rely on the method of turning corpses into immortals.

 The only difference is probably that the feng shui of Dixian Village is far inferior to that of Water Dragon Dizzy.

However, comparing the various designs in the tomb, he still felt that the person in front of him had more outstanding methods, almost to the level of a demon.

It's a pity that God's calculations are not as good as those of people.

How is it so simple to become an immortal and an ancestor?

Even though there is the Muchen Bead which is said to give you immortality if you take it.

After all, Xian Wang fell short of success.

 But the plan here is so meticulous that he is definitely the one closest to becoming an immortal.

 Compared to Feng Shigu, it is countless times better.

 “It's in stock again…”

 “Quick, get the bamboo hat.”

He was still thinking about himself when the exclamations of the guys came to his ears again.

 Look back.

I happened to see a golden light breaking through the water.

 It was a mask made of pure gold.

It has a strange shape, with a dragon horn on its head, a tiger-shaped mouth, and fish-tail-shaped ears.

Looking hideous and ugly.

 Indescribably horrifying.

But just the dazzling golden light is enough to make people suddenly lose this point.

 Carefully lay the mask flat on the bamboo hat.

 Scarlet blood dripped down the gap.

Under the light, the golden light is even more dazzling, and there is also a faint jade light.

Looking at it carefully, I realized that the ears, eyes, mouth and nose of the mask were all embedded with blue and white jade beads.

 “Damn it, how much gold does it cost to make a mask?”

 A group of people's eyes were opened.

 For them, gold in troubled times is not an empty talk.

These days, you can buy a daughter with half a silver dollar.

Even if you get to Baihualou in the provincial capital, if a piece of small yellow croaker is smashed down, the courtesan will come out to propose a toast.

"do not move!"

 Some people subconsciously want to touch it.

Even if you can't get it, it's still good to get some gold.

However, before his hand came up, a deep shout suddenly came.

The guy was startled.

 Sound it out subconsciously.

 Not just him, but others too.

 “Senior brother…”

 Compared with their surprise, Hua Ling and the old foreigner looked worried at this moment.

 “Brother, what's wrong with you?”

 “Senior brother, don't scare me.”

 However, even if the two of them went to pull the corners of his Taoist robe.

Partridge Whistle still seemed unheard, a pair of deep eyes staring at the golden mask.

 The corners of his eyes were red, and a faint trace of tears could be seen swirling.

 The complexion on his face was terrifying.

 The throat bone slid up and down, and his hands were tightly clenched, but they were still trembling uncontrollably.

 “Senior brother…”

Hua Ling has never seen his senior brother look like this.

 The little girl was obviously frightened.

She didn't understand why her senior brother, who was fine just a moment ago, suddenly became like this.

 The same goes for the old foreigner, with panic written all over his face.

Clenched his teeth and stood straight in front of his senior brother.

But... Partridge Whistle didn't even look at him.

 Just said coldly, "Get out of the way!"

“Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me and Hua Ling. If you have anything, please don't tell us slowly.”

The old foreigner has a dull personality. He spent most of the time alone during this journey. At most, he only talked to Kunlun and asked him for advice on horizontal training.

 But now I see something strange about my senior brother.

But he couldn't help it any longer and said with a trembling voice.

 “I'm... okay, get out of the way.”

 Hearing that familiar voice, Partridge Whistle flashed a trace of struggle on his face and sighed slightly.

 Hand out his hand to hold the old foreigner's shoulder.

 Push him away gently.

Then he looked straight at the golden mask on the bamboo hat.

  To be precise, it's the strange patterns on the mask.

 A circle of vortex shapes.

 Looking a little baffled.

 “Muchen Pearl…”

At a glance, he thought he had seen it wrong.

 That's why I insisted on coming forward to take a look despite the strange looks from everyone.

　Today…

 The suspicion in my mind was finally verified.

 The decoration on the mask is the symbol of Muchen Bead.

 It was exactly the same as he was described in the mouth of his master, in the books of the prophets, and in the rumors passed down from generation to generation.

 Simple swirl symbol.

 The outer circle is the eye, and the inner circle is the pupil.

 Combined together they are Muchen Beads.

Partridge Whistle stretched out his hand tremblingly, and gently stroked the patterns with his long and thin fingers.

 For a moment, his mood could no longer be maintained.

 A man who has always stood upright.

 Tears fell from my eyes.

 “Senior brother…”

Seeing this scene, Hua Ling also burst into tears.

 She didn't even understand why her senior brother was so upset after seeing those ornaments.

She only knew that she had never seen her senior brother like this since she could remember.

 In my impression, he always looked cold and could not even smile.

 The old foreigner also clasped his hands and his eyes were red.

 “The shopkeeper?”

Miss Hong lowered her voice and glanced at Chen Yulou.

 But he shook his head.

He knows better than anyone how important Muchen Bead is to Partridge Whistle.

Besides, his heartstrings have been tense for too many years, and it would be a good idea to let him off today.

 “Let's go and leave them alone.”

 Hand pointed out the tree hole.

 There was no one left to disturb the three of them.

Chen Yulou quietly left with a group of waiters.

 In any case, it is better to see it here than to see the pattern of eyeballs in the murals of the Hades Palace of the Yuan Dynasty generals.

That is the real disaster.

 Otherwise, there would be no scene of stealing Zhelong Mountain together today.

 The moment we walked out of the tree hole, the night wind blew in our face, and it was already dark outside.

 “What are you looking at? Go and do your own business.”

Hearing this, everyone immediately dispersed.

Seeing this situation, although Miss Hong still had many questions, it was not easy to ask them.

 Just sitting next to him, looking up at the full moon in the sky.

 The bonfire in front of him was crackling.

 The aroma of rice mixed with bacon has slowly drifted in.

 I don't know how long it will take.

 A group of three figures finally walked out of the tree hole.

Looking at Partridge Whistle, his appearance has returned to normal, but there is still a touch of sadness, expectation and excitement in his frowning eyebrows.

 “Brother Chen, what a joke,”

 Go straight to him.

Partridge Whistle raised his hands and laughed at himself.

“What's the point? How can humans be ruthless if they are not grass and trees?”

“On the contrary, Taoist brother showed his true feelings, which made me feel that you are a flesh-and-blood person, rather than a Taoist who moves mountains with only one obsession and only knows how to find pearls.”

 Chen Yulou shook his head.

 The longer you are in contact with him.

The more he felt, the few sentences in the book could not describe a tenth of the person in front of him.

“Brother Chen, I'm here to ask you something.”

Partridge Whistle smiled bitterly at first.

 Then he stared at the dancing flames in front of him and said seriously.

“I remember that day in Pingshan, you once told me that the more you want something, the harder it is to get it. Did you expect this day?”

“If I say yes, will Brother Dao think that I, Chen Yulou, am a magician?”

"this…"

Seeing his astonishment, Chen Yulou waved his hand.

 “It's just a joke.”

“However, Brother Dao, have you ever thought that most of the places you went to before were the Central Plains. If you go the other way, you might gain something unexpected?”

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle fell silent again.

 It has been nearly twenty years since he left Peacock Mountain and followed the previous generation of mountain-moving Taoists to find beads.

 But until today.

 He finally saw the symbol of Muchen Bead for the first time outside the ancient book of the prophet.

 Just now in the tree hole, he calmed down and thought carefully.

Perhaps he really came to the right place this time.

　　It's not just the symbol, but also the pull that I felt from the moment I stepped into the Worm Valley.

 Even, he specifically asked Hua Ling and the old foreigner.

 The same goes for both of them.

Other than Muchen Beads, Partridge Whistle really couldn't think of anything else that could affect three people at the same time.

"Yes, the scriptures say that everything in the world is trapped by obsessions. Only by letting go of obsessions can we feel free. Maybe we were all wrong at the beginning..."

 There was silence for a long time.

Partridge Whistle suddenly came to his senses.

"Don't think too much. The tomb of King Xian is very close. It only takes a few days at most to verify what you think."

Chen Yulou patted him on the shoulder and smiled happily.

How could one imagine the partridge whistle?

 Many truths are often told in a joking manner.

 In fact, he wanted to say directly that the Muchen Bead was on King Xian's body, but everything was pulling him, how could it be that simple?

 “Let's go, let's eat!”

　　　"Only when you are full can you have the strength to fight backwards."

Standing up, Chen Yulou waved to the waiters who couldn't wait for a long time.

 The entire camp suddenly heard a roar.

Wait until you have finished your meal.

 The night has become darker.

　　Everyone who had been running around for a day also returned to their tents to rest.

Even Chen Yulou just meditated for two weeks out of habit and then fell asleep.

 Until early the next morning.

It wasn't long before daybreak.

 The silent camp was broken by a burst of exclamation.

“Shopkeeper, the brothers found an ancient tablet under the jade coffin, which seems to have written records. They are not sure. Please go over and have a look.”

 Not long.

 The tent door was opened at a corner.

 The tall figure of Kunlun was revealed.

 “Does the Jiao Tu bear the monument...”

 Chen Yulou actually woke up early.

 They have all finished their meditation practice.

Zhelong Mountain has deep forests and dense trees, vast snow-capped peaks, and extremely rich spiritual energy. Meditating in one session is almost twice as effective as in Guanyun Tower.

 “Okay, I'll go there now.”

Sighing out his breath, Chen Yulou jumped up. When he opened the curtain door, everyone in the camp was also alarmed.

 When they pass by.

The crimson blood jade coffin in the tree hole has been moved aside.

 A deep cave is exposed underneath.

At this moment, there are still a few torches burning under the cave, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Looking down, you can faintly see countless tree roots intertwined.

 And in the roots of the tree.

The body is wrapped in a huge crocodile with a stone tablet behind it.

The Bigui held its head high and rested on all fours in a kneeling posture.

I don't know which craftsman made it.

 The carvings are lifelike.

 Everyone who saw it was shocked.

"What's going on? It's okay to use a tree as a coffin. Why is there such a big **** under the coffin?"

 (End of this chapter)

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