Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 114

Chapter 114 Muchen Pearl Cloud Peak Palace

“The shopkeeper is Bixi?”

 Ignore the chatter of those guys.

Hong girl glanced at the bottom of the cave.

 She has traveled extensively over the years, and not only has her eyesight been sharpened, but she has also heard a lot of strange rumors.

The dragon gave birth to nine sons. Because Bixi is good at carrying heavy loads, the ancients liked to carve camel monuments.

 “That's right, but not entirely right.”

Chen Yulou shrugged, shook his head and smiled.

 “Is it Jiao Tu?”

 The partridge whistle on the side gave a timely reminder.

“Brother Dao has a good eye. Legend has it that Jiao Tu and Bi Xi are both dragon sons and are good at carrying heavy loads, so they are often confused.”

“However, the Jiao Tu is very closed, and it has the meaning of guarding the house and warding off evil spirits. Moreover, if you want to distinguish between the two, the easiest way is to look at the height of the stele."

 “Tall people are called Bixi, otherwise they are called Jiaotu.”

 Chen Yulou nodded and explained softly.

"It really is."

 “The shopkeeper is really a scholar.”

 I saw him quoting scriptures and scriptures, and I picked them up at his fingertips.

 Everyone subconsciously leaned over to look.

Although the cave is dim and uncertain, you can still vaguely see it. Behind it is a short stele, only three or four feet high.

 There were constant exclamations for a while.

“Okay, stop patting the horses. If you have the time, the inscriptions can be carved out.”

Chen Yulou waved his hand and cursed with a smile.

 “Yes, from the shopkeeper.”

When everyone heard this, no one dared to respond. They immediately took centipedes, hung them on the mountain ladder, and lit wind lanterns.

 Climbing to the ground in two or three steps.

 Hang the wind lantern on the roots of the old tree that are like claws stretching out.

 The light of fire dispels the darkness.

The jiaotu stone sculptures that are heavily entangled with tree roots are also revealed.

There are indeed faint traces of ancient writings on the short tablet behind him, but they are covered with soil and cannot be seen clearly.

“Brother Dao, let's go down and have a look.”

 There is a record about Muchen Pearl in the Zhenling Genealogy.

 Chen Yulou invited him to come in with him to reassure him.

Looking at his red eyes and his tired look, you can tell that he must have had a sleepless night after seeing the eyeball patterns on the golden mask last night.

"good!"

Partridge Whistle didn't think much about it.

 Last night, when I returned to my tent at night, I really didn't get much sleep all night.

You can only rely on meditation to enter concentration and force yourself to calm down.

 The two of them went down the mountain ladder one after the other.

Wait until you land.

The guys have already slashed at the strong and gnarled old roots with their swords.

only…

 With one stroke.

 The fracture was actually filled with a scarlet liquid that looked like bleeding.

“Is this... is this a demon?”

Everyone watching this scene was horrified.

There are countless folk rumors about old trees turning into spirits and demons.

Especially these days, when the people are not enlightened, they worship mountains and rivers. There are countless obscene temples and evil sacrifices in the countryside. Many people have no food to eat, and the old mother evil goddess is worshiped at home.

I believe in such rumors even more.

"If it were really that easy to become a demon, wouldn't the world be full of demons and you still have a chance to survive?"

“What's more, it's just an old tree, and it can still eat people with its mouth open?”

Chen Yulou snorted coldly.

Even the old osmanthus plant in Pingshan Yunzang Treasure Hall, which lived on the underground Yin Qi and Danjing Corpse Qi, has never become a spirit or demon after living for nearly a thousand years.

 It can be imagined.

 It is not that easy to become a demon.

 At least, judging from the experience of the past six months, the possibility of a lin beast becoming a spirit is much greater than that of a grass tree.

 After all, as long as the spiritual orifice is opened and the human nature is understood.

 From now on it will be much simpler.

 Hear the words.

Partridge Whistle's eyes couldn't help but light up.

What kind of monsters and ghosts, if they dare to stand in the way and ruin his pursuit of the pearl, they would rather kill them by mistake than let them go.

 Otherwise, where did that deep murderous aura come from?

 I originally spent a long time with Chen Yulou.

Mr.

 But these two short sentences now fully exposed his murderous aura.

This is Chief Chen who can take charge of Changsheng Mountain at a young age.

 “Yes, from the shopkeeper.”

The guys were told by him.

I also blushed.

It's not that I'm really afraid, it's just that this scene is too weird and I didn't expect it at all.

 After all, what people in Xiling eat is the food of the dead.

 In the past, when fighting upside down, even the jade in the aperture or the pearl in the abdomen had to be cut open and taken away.

　　　What kind of mountain spirits and wild monsters are you afraid of?

What's more, if an old tree really loses its legs, it has to be captured and split into pieces for firewood.

 If it can't be killed with a knife, then set it on fire.

Fire should be small and constant, and there should be gunpowder and cannon.

The big snake that turned into a demon in the lake yesterday was so ferocious. Wasn't it dismantled, deboned, skinned and cramped, and finally killed for meat?

 I didn't dare to hesitate anymore.

With a few strokes of the knife, he cut off the old roots entangled with the stone sculpture. Then they climbed up on the back of the stone sculpture, took out the dagger, and carefully peeled off the soil on the stone tablet.

 After a while, the words on it were revealed bit by bit.

 “Brother Dao, don't you want to take a look?”

 Chen Yulou smiled slightly.

 He knew the contents of the Zhenling Book of Records very well.

 It's nothing more than three things, Muchen Beads, King Xian's Tomb and Feng Shui Position.

 “Of course you have to look at it.”

 I don't know why, Partridge Whistle always felt that there was something in his words.

 But when he was distracted, Chen Yulou had already stepped forward with a lantern, and he did not dare to think too much and quickly chased after him.

 The small seal script used for inscriptions.

 This is in line with his guess about the time when King Xian's tomb was built.

Chen Yulou is very knowledgeable, and he is not bad either. He also has profound attainments in ancient Chinese characters.

 Immediately, by the firelight, I read it word by word.

 But only for a moment.

 His deep eyes had already caused huge waves.

"In the reign of Yuan Guang, the emperor sent envoys to the Dian Kingdom to ask for the sacred Muchen Beads. There was great chaos in the country, and there were disputes and conflicts. The king presented the envoys and left with the beads. The envoys suppressed the envoys, and the king offered them shadow beads."

Just a few words.

However, he clearly pointed out the whereabouts of Muchen Bead.

 “Chen...Brother Chen, who is Yuanguang?”

 There was silence for a long time.

The partridge whistle asked in a trembling voice. Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but sigh. With his knowledge, he shouldn't have known that Yuanguang was the reign title of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

The reason why he asked this question is that you can imagine how confused his mind is at this moment.

 “At the beginning of Emperor Wu, after the founding of the Yuan Dynasty.”

"That's right…"

Partridge Whistle's heart skipped a beat, he slowly closed his eyes, and kept muttering in a low voice.

 The Zagrama clan has been searching for the Muchen Bead for thousands of years.

Although it has not been found so far, it does not mean that they know nothing.

Ever since the Muchen Pearl wandered into the Central Plains countless years ago, tribesmen of all generations have read through countless ancient books and history books, and found several clues from the vast information.

There is one of them.

 It points to the Maoling Mausoleum of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

 It's just…

When the ancestors of the clan went to Maoling, they found that the large tomb had been dug up by the Red Eyebrow Army two thousand years ago.

The tomb was emptied of all the visible objects that were buried with it.

 But even so, the tribesmen never gave up, but kept searching along the broken clue.

  It is a pity that the Red Eyebrow Army is only a flash in the pan in the long history.

By the time of Liu Xiu of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Yu Yiyang area was completely annihilated. After that, although there were rebels under the banner of the Red Eyebrow Army, there was no trace of the real Red Eyebrow Army.

 Senior Zagrama, followed the footsteps of the Red Eyebrow Army and searched all the way.

 In the end, the clues were completely cut off.

Since I was a child, I have seen Partridge Whistle in family books and heard it a lot from my elders.

 I thought that the Maoling Muchen Bead was just a rumor.

  But now judging from this inscription, this is not the case.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did send someone to ask for the Muchen Bead, but even he didn't know it, and all he got was a Shadow Bead.

 The original object had already been taken away by King Xian.

“So, Muchen Bead…is in King Xian's tomb!”

Memories flooded through my mind.

 The messy thoughts gradually became clear.

Partridge Whistle opened his eyes suddenly, and there was no doubt in his eyes.

Even the fatigue caused by staying up all night is gone.

His eyes were burning, and there was only indescribable excitement on his face.

 Twenty years.

 No, it's been more than a thousand years.

 Since the first generation of prophets, they divined ways to break ghost curses at the cost of death.

 Zagram is like a duckweed floating in the world.

  He has no one to rely on.

 Even the name was not revealed.

 Just to find a way to survive.

 And today...he finally saw it.

The Muchen Bead that you couldn't ask for is already right in front of you.

Thinking of all this, his mind gradually became calmer.

　Too many tribesmen have died for it.

 The more critical the situation, the more important it is to remain absolutely calm.

 After all, getting the Muchen Bead is only the first step.

 There is still a long way to go.

“It seems that we already have clues about what Brother Dao is looking for?”

Chen Yulou smiled faintly.

Although Partridge Whistle has been silent since he asked that question.

 But emotions and eyes cannot deceive people.

 “Thank you, Brother Chen!”

Partridge Whistle nodded.

 Then he thought of something, clenched his fists, and bowed deeply to Chen Yulou.

At this moment, the scenes on Pingshan Mountain flashed through his mind one by one like a fleeting cloud.

If it weren't for the person in front of me.

He scolded him and invited him to come to southern Yunnan.

　　Nor would there be what we have today.

Different from the past when he avoided others, Chen Yulou looked calm at this moment, and deep in his eyes, there was a bit of sadness that was difficult to conceal.

 Saving people...isn't it saving people?

 “Brother Dao, your words are serious.”

“Without the Taoist brother who promised me a thousand pieces of gold and traveled thousands of miles to keep the appointment, I wouldn't be where I am today.”

 Chen Yulou helped him up, shook his head and smiled.

 When we first met in Yizhuang that day.

Partridge Whistle's body is gloomy and his temples are stained with frost. Although he is less than thirty, he has no vitality.

 It's less than three months now.

 The changes in his body are visible to the naked eye.

 Compared to before, his eyes are much clearer and brighter.

Especially at this moment, it seems that I have finally broken free from the invisible shackles on my body.

 Just like when he asked the other person what was the most important thing in life.

Partridge Whistle responded to the responsibility without hesitation.

to him.

 Life and death are nothing but reincarnation.

　　But the burden of searching for pearls is something you are born with. Even if you die, you must die in a worthy place.

 “Shopkeeper, behind the stone tablet...come and take a look!”

 While the two of them were studying the inscription, a few guys went around behind the short stele.

Hold up the wind lantern and take a look.

Unlike the front of the stele, there is a vast relief carving on the back of the stele.

Several of the guys are also experienced Xiling bandits.

But at this moment...when I saw the content of the relief clearly, I was so shocked that I couldn't even speak clearly.

 “Brother Dao, guard until the clouds open and the moon shines.”

 “Just don't think too much about it.”

He patted his shoulder and put all his thoughts away.

 At the same time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

That feeling of knowing everything but being unable to talk to others, isn't it a burden to him?

Partridge Whistle nodded heavily.

Without further delay, the two of them went straight to the back of the stone sculpture.

 By the lights all around that are as bright as day.

 Chen Yulou saw it at a glance.

　That palace, the most majestic and magnificent in the world, suspended among the clouds and mist in the sky.

Yuecheng corner towers, terraces and pavilions are all available.

Mountains, rivers, lakes, rays of light and rainbow shadows, surrounded by flying dragons, the mysterious palace and the divine way.

 The heavenly palace on the top of the clouds shows an extraordinary and otherworldly appearance of a fairy cave!

Looking at the relief in a daze.

Partridge Whistle subconsciously looked above his head, not even realizing that they were still in the cave under the tree at this moment.

 “This…is this the Tomb of King Xian?”

 (End of this chapter)

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