Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 13

Chapter 13 Brother Chen is too humble

But…

Partridge Whistle frowned, still a little unbelievable.

To the person in front of me.

He asked himself that he understood quite well.

Since Mr. Zhang's death, the gold-touching sect has been silent.

Faqiu has not appeared for many years.

And his lineage of moving mountains also declined.

Today's fighting situation is almost dominated by the Xiling family.

Chen family, leader of thieves for three generations.

He, Chen Yulou, has been destined to have a golden life since he was born. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has a silver spoon in his mouth.

My life has been smooth sailing.

He took over Changsheng Mountain when he was only ten years old, and had more than 100,000 warriors to dismount the mountain.

Such a huge force would be shocking in any era.

What's more, Xieling came from the Red Eyebrow Army. In his spare time, he fell into the grass and became a bandit. In war, he was a rebel army.

Since we got to know each other.

His impression of Chen Yulou was that he was arrogant, confident and unruly.

In addition, he has unparalleled agility and extraordinary skill and knowledge.

Even if it is not run by the previous generations of the Chen family, the family legacy left behind for him.

Based on his ability alone, he can be regarded as a well-known figure in the world.

But if you want to say that he is related to words such as practicing in seclusion and attaining Taoism, I would not believe it even if I beat him to death.

But rather…

Look at his demeanor and tone at this moment.

It doesn't look like being fake.

For a time, he was even more confused and confused.

“Brother Chen is not joking, are you trying to trick me?”

There was silence for a moment.

Partridge Whistle couldn't help but ask.

This matter is very likely to be related to the life and death of his people, so he cannot help but be extremely cautious.

“Hahaha, Brother Dao thinks that's the case.”

Chen Yulou held the tea cup, took a sip, and said with a half-smile.

“The tea is good, how many of you would like to try it?”

Although it is an old mountain tea from the Miao border, it is very different from what he drinks on a daily basis, and can even be described as poor, but when you taste it carefully, it has a unique flavor.

　　Can't help but recommend it.

However, Partridge Whistle is so anxious right now that his mind is in a mess and he has no intention of tasting tea.

“Brother Chen, it's easy to talk about tea.”

　　“How about clarifying your doubts first?”

“Otherwise, Yang may have trouble sleeping all night.”

Partridge Whistle faintly noticed something.

But the clues are like flowers in the moonlight in a well, they can be seen but not touched.

“Brother Dao is still that impatient.”

Chen Yulou waved his hand.

However, he did not continue to whet his appetite, but said calmly.

“Brother Taoist, you know that Chen once followed an old Taoist and went to the mountains to practice for ten years.”

"So...I also know a little bit about this method."

This rhetoric.

He had it all figured out from the beginning.

Aoki Isao is one of his biggest secrets.

It can never be exposed.

　　It is just right to start practicing Taoism when you are young.

“Go into the mountains to practice?”

Partridge Whistle was shocked.

He really didn't know that Chen Yulou had such a past incident.

If it is true, then everything seems to be explained.

Why did he suddenly appear here?

The backyard where he alone lives also happens to have traces of spiritual energy breathing out.

Think of this.

Partridge Whistle took a deep breath.

Looking at Chen Yulou with burning eyes.

“Can I ask one more question, Brother Chen... what level of cultivation have you reached now?”

But as soon as the words came out.

He felt that he had been a little hasty again.

This is the most taboo thing among rivers and lakes.

How can such a secret be asked casually?

but…

What he didn't know was.

Chen Yulou has been waiting for this moment for a long time.

　　　I am not afraid of the partridge whistle asking, but I am afraid that he will refrain from asking.

But his face didn't reveal anything.

Instead, there was only a trace of shame, and he shook his head and sighed.

“Chen has a dull talent. After so many years, he hasn't learned anything yet.”

Hear this. The partridge whistle was silent for a moment.

I just feel a sense of depression in my chest, and I want to release it but I can't.

Isn't this guy really taking the opportunity to show off?

How old has he been practicing cultivation since? How many years older than Chen Yulou?

But as of today, we haven't even touched the threshold.

Think again of the majestic energy I felt outside Yizhuang before.

Partridge Whistle couldn't help but reveal a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

People have reached this level without even realizing it.

If this is all stupid and knows a little bit, then what does he mean?

“Brother Chen… you are too humble.”

It's been a while.

His only faint way.

"Brother Taoist, there is no need to be discouraged. Practicing this thing is all about accumulation."

“Perhaps Brother Dao will have an epiphany one day…”

Chen Yulou waved his hand.

Having silk clothes and not returning home is like walking in silk clothes at night.

It's not easy to find someone who knows the stuff.

　　Of course you have to add a few sentences.

However, he also knew that this kind of thing was too much and it was best to stop it.

So, after making a casual remark, he decisively shut up and then changed the subject.

“By the way, I haven't asked yet, why does Brother Dao come here?”

“You're not looking at Pingshan like Chen, are you?”

Hear this.

Partridge Whistle didn't have time to speak.

Suddenly a lively and cute face popped out from behind him, shaking his head with a smile.

“No, we are going to the tomb of King Yelang to look for the dragon…”

“Flower spirit!”

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a partridge whistle.

The little girl also knew that she almost spilled the beans.

She stuck out her tongue secretly.

He hid behind his senior brother again, not daring to speak any more.

Chen Yulou pretended not to hear, and just frowned, "So Brother Dao is going to visit the tomb of Prince Yelang."

"yes."

In this regard, Partridge Whistle did not hide anything.

He nodded calmly.

He thought Chen Yulou was interested in the artifacts in the tomb.

He has moved all over the mountains, only looking for the Muchen Pearl, and has never cared about gold and jade.

However, Chen Yulou did not take the opportunity to propose visiting the tomb together. Instead, he shook his head and sighed.

“It's a pity, Brother Dao, I'm afraid I'll miss out here.”

“Running empty?”

Hearing this, Partridge whistled and was stunned.

My mind was instantly aroused, and I couldn't help but ask.

“Brother Chen, what do you mean?”

“Yang really didn't understand.”

For the tomb of King Yelang.

The three of them, brother and sister, have put in a lot of effort.

Finally, I found some clues from the vast ancient books.

But before he left, Chen Yulou said he wanted to run away. How could he not be anxious and think wildly?

“Don't hide anything from the three of you.”

“A few years ago, I took a fancy to that big tomb and brought many experts from Changsheng Mountain there, hoping to make a fortune. But when I went there, I discovered that someone had already climbed there first.”

“It's just an empty bucket!”

“What…what!”

This time.

It's not just a partridge whistle.

Hua Ling and the old foreigner were also shocked.

“Brother Chen, this matter is extremely important to me, and I can't even joke about it.”

“Absolutely true!”

Facing the questioning, complicated, and heart-wrenching looks of the three people.

Chen Yulou although he couldn't bear it.

But he still nodded calmly.

Because the tomb of King Yelang had indeed been robbed and excavated long ago.

Even for two thousand years, it has been dug out repeatedly, not to mention the elixirs and jewels, even the tomb bricks with murals have been pried away.

So, although he lied, it was still a white lie.

"this…"

See him looking serious.

Partridge Whistle felt as if someone had stabbed him hard in the heart.

That deep feeling of confusion and powerlessness.

Let him sit back on the wooden chair, looking up to the sky, his face full of despair.

See that the purpose has been achieved.

Chen Yulou did not waste any time and said quickly.

“Brother Dao, actually this is not necessarily a bad thing. Without the tomb of King Yelang, wouldn't there still be Pingshan Mountain?”

(End of this chapter)

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