Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 133

Chapter 133 Wujiao Secret Medicine Sansheng Qiaotou

"retreat!"

 “Fall back!”

 As the stone door slowly opened a gap.

 Several guys subconsciously wanted to poke their heads in to see the scene behind the door.

 But two deep sounds sounded in the long and narrow corridor almost at the same time.

Suddenly it was Chen Yulou and Partridge Shao.

 They seemed to have noticed something, and their faces darkened.

The Partridge Whistle under the star gate pushed the mirror umbrella in his hand forward hard, and the umbrella surface spun straight, as if an invisible cyclone had opened up in front of him.

 Throwing water will not allow it to enter.

It also blocked out the black mist that overflowed from the crack in the door.

 “Wujiao!”

 “It's a pig block, get out quickly.”

They are all old people, and you can tell something is wrong at a glance.

Everyone dares to stay more. Before the back, the back of the palace, the back of the martyr after quickly coming back.

 Different from the Huixian Palace above, the Xianwangxuan Palace has been sealed in dust for more than 2,000 years and is not open to the air. The accumulated Yin evil and dead energy is even more toxic than the evaporated mercury.

 Once inhaled into the body.

 In severe cases, he was killed on the spot and his body turned into a pool of blood.

Even if you are lucky enough to survive, your skin will be ulcerated and your internal organs will be damaged, you will have to live in pain for the rest of your life.

　　　The person who fell into the fight buried the corpse shrouded in black mist, which was called a black cellar.

 Chai means pig pen.

 The one with black color is black.

 So it is also called Heilanzi.

 The four factions each have their own methods for dealing with Wujiao, but generally speaking, they should allow enough time to ventilate and disperse the air.

However, this also has disadvantages.

 An ancient tomb has been closed for a long time. Once air enters, the murals, ancient books, silverware, jade, etc. will be oxidized in an instant.

 Especially the mural text.

 Much of the tomb owner's life and even the location of the treasures are recorded.

 It's a pity that there are no gas masks these days, which is also a helpless move.

 “Junior brother!”

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that everyone had retreated behind him. The partridge whistle immediately closed its five orifices, closed the mirror umbrella in his hand, and at the same time shouted to the old foreigner who was following behind.

 “Yes, senior brother.”

 The old foreigner has been with him for many years, and all his skills were passed down from his senior brother.

　　They have already reached the point where they are in complete communication with each other.

 A word or a look can convey a message.

He quickly took off the kettle from his waist, pulled out the cork, put the mouth of the pot in front of the fire in his hand, and opened his mouth to blow.

 In an instant.

 The spout of the pot suddenly burst into flames.

 The strange thing is that the fire is completely different from what we usually see. It actually has a green color like grass.

 But the effect is extremely amazing.

Meet the black mist spilling out from behind the door.

 Just like the white snow under the scorching sun, it melts away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pungent smell that filled the corridor was also suppressed by the aroma of medicine.

Chen Yulou's heart moved. He took a light sniff and felt refreshed and refreshed.

 “Secret medicine?”

 At Pingshan, before the fight, except for the detoxification medicine he had prepared in advance and the grass ghost sand Huamaguai brought back from the Miao village, everyone had pills in their mouths.

 It is made by the spirit of flowers.

 In the past, it was only known that she was well versed in pharmacology and would pick elixirs wherever she went.

 After practicing Qingmu Gong.

 He is also quite proficient in the world's herbs and elixirs.

At this moment, after feeling it carefully, I couldn't tell what drugs were contained in it for a while.

 It is conceivable how profound the knowledge of the people in the mountains is in medicine.

“Brother Chen, you can go to the grave now.”

 When the black fog cleared and it was confirmed that everything was correct, Partridge Whistle breathed a sigh of relief.

 Hold up his umbrella and said softly.

　　The tone was neither hasty nor slow, but exuded a sense of incomparable confidence.

Hearing this, Chen Yulou subconsciously sensed it with his spiritual consciousness. As expected, the inside and outside of the star gate became clear, and no more black mist spread.

Seeing this situation, he became more and more curious.

 “Brother Dao, what is this?”

 “Qingqi powder.”

Partridge Whistle smiled faintly.

 Although the name is similar to Taiyin San.

 But this thing was not found in the tomb, but was fired by the senior Bishan people for the purpose of pouring buckets.

 Even at the beginning, it was not to deal with Wujiao.

 It's an ancient corpse in a coffin.

 They have been searching for the Muchen Bead for generations, and it was first deduced by the prophet at the cost of his life.

But we really know that Muchen Pearl was used as a jade tool and swallowed in the mouth. It was during the Song Dynasty that Senior Bishan found a stone tablet from an ancient tomb in the Yellow River and learned about it from the inscription.

 It's just that the ancient corpse was rotting in the coffin, and its corpse aura was extremely poisonous.

There were a lot of Chinese moves in the past, and a miserable end was settled.

 In order to pry open the mouth to find pearls without being attacked by corpse energy.

 At this time, he combined several elixirs and developed Qingqi Powder.

However, over thousands of years, in the hands of generations of Taoist monks, the effect of Qingqi San has been continuously amplified.

 The old foreigner never leaves his kettle.

 But never use it to drink water.

 It is used to deal with emergencies during path exploration.

"I see…"

After hearing his simple narration, Chen Yulou suddenly realized.

Sure enough, from ancient times to the present, after twenty-three dynasties, no one who can stand out from the vast number of Duandou sects like mud and sand is mediocre.

 Such a secret technique is actually unknown within the Bishan sect.

 It can be imagined that the background is profound.

 “Explore the path!”

 Haven't gotten too hung up on this thing.

Chen Yulou glanced at the few Xiling warriors outside him.

A few people immediately raised their grass shields and quickly passed through the star gate with their lamps. Behind the gate was a stone path drilled into the cliff, which was somewhat similar to the path they took from the Hulukou secret passage to the burial pit.

But when they held up the lamp and looked intently.

 In the darkness beneath him, countless bright golden lights came back, flickering on and off.

 “Wait, what is that?”

 “I'll go down and have a look.”

The fog was thick here, and the wind lanterns in their hands were too dim to illuminate the whole scene.

I could only vaguely notice that there seemed to be a cave beneath me.

 But nothing can be seen further forward. A man with a horse face put down his grass shield on the spot and said calmly to several people.

He then held the wind lantern in his back hand and the box cannon in his right hand, and quickly circled along the stone path.

only…

When he landed and approached the flashing lights, he realized that they were all gold objects.

Broken gold, gold cakes, as well as pine cranes, clouds, and herds of elephants and elk made of pure gold were piled randomly on the ground. Countless caves and niches were carved out of the rock wall in front of him.

  Inside are placed jade rings, jade bis, and turquoise.

 “My God, I'm rich.”

 His eyes were straight for a moment.

Although he had long expected that the Xianwangxuan Palace would be filled with gold and jade, what he saw in front of him was still somewhat beyond his expectation.

There are many bright weapons.

 He suddenly felt as if he had entered the royal treasury.

"Hurry, go and inform the chief, and tell him that the bottom is the burial pit for the king, and it's all a **** secret."

 “Go quickly!”

 Swallowed hard.

Without any further hesitation, the man shouted to the brothers above his head.

 “Mingqi…”

How could those on top dare to hesitate?

 Immediately returned to the door and passed the news to Chen Yulou.

 “Burial pit?”

 Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows.

Xianwangxuan Palace has a typical zigzag tomb layout in the Qin and Han Dynasties. From the outside to the inside, there are Mingqi Pit, Sansheng Bridge, and accompanying burial pits, and the deepest part is his main tomb chamber.

It seems that I have done a good job.

 From Lingyun Palace, there is indeed a tomb passage leading directly to the underground.

 “Let's go and have a look.”

 Chen Yulou waved his hand.

The group of people, who had been impatient for a long time, immediately filed in without any hesitation.

Waiting on the cliff.

Hand over and look up, lights have been lit up in the underground cave, slightly dispelling the darkness.

 There are three connected caves under him.

 Slightly different from the interlocking ones in Pingshan, the caves here are connected to each other, forming a loop.

 Their location is just above the nest hole.

At this moment, through the flickering firelight below, Chen Yulou could indeed see the mountains of bright weapons piled up in the cave.

 Gold, silver, jade, and ancient bronze vessels.

 In one of the caves, there were bones everywhere.

When a group of people went down the stone path and took a closer look, they discovered that the bones were not human bones, but the bones of horses, deer, and various birds and animals.

Many niches were also carved out on the cliff of the horse burial pit.

But what was placed inside was not jade and silk, but weapons.

Hunted axe, convex-edged axe, and long sword and short sword.

The old foreigner was delighted to see the hunting spirit, so he stepped forward and tried it. Unfortunately, the Xuan Palace was not as good as the Huixian Palace. It had been corroded by the earth's atmosphere for two thousand years, and the weapons had already become rotten.

 Almost breaks when touched.

 “Don't move, be careful of the pin.”

The partridge whistle glanced at him and warned.

The old foreigner smiled coquettishly, clenched the knife at his waist, and didn't care.

 “Brother Dao, let's go and look forward.”

Although there is a lot of gold and silver in the burial pit, it is not taken seriously by a few people.

 For them, opening a coffin to ask for money is just the first step.

What's more, Partridge Whistle is still thinking about the things recorded in the Zhenling genealogy, so how can he think about gold and jade.

"good."

 Several guys are clearing the way ahead.

The old foreigners were holding mirror umbrellas and holding Miao swords to protect the formation.

Through the tunnel between the caves, the front suddenly becomes clear.

But the fog is getting thicker.

You can only see the shadows standing, as well as the car and horse things.

 The group of people understood immediately.

This should be the inlaid passage, which connects the tomb door and the tomb chamber.

Those bronze men, chariots and horses represent the status of King Xian during his lifetime, as a general in charge of the army or the king of a country.

While several people were looking at it intently, the man who opened the way had already penetrated into the bronze man formation.

 Sign up all the braziers hidden in them, and the flames will rise into the sky, illuminating the surrounding area as brightly as day.

 In the middle of the bronze figures, carriages and horses on both sides is a corridor paved with bluestone.

 It is enough for a horse-drawn carriage to pass.

"Shopkeeper, there are three bridges ahead. Brothers are not sure. Please go over and have a look."

 Soon, the guys who explored the path first returned.

"It's the Third World Bridge. It seems that King Xian really put a lot of thought into becoming an immortal. Every step is extremely detailed and there are no mistakes."

Chen Yulou smiled.

 There has long been a saying among the people about Sansheng Bridge.

 Because people have previous lives, present lives and future lives, if they want to transcend, they must go through three lives and put off their mortal bodies.

The group of people stopped delaying and walked quickly through the bronze chariots and horses.

only.

Just past the end of the corridor.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yulou felt a majestic and sinister aura coming towards his face.

 It is bitingly cold.

　　Blowing across the cheek actually gives people the feeling of being scratched by a knife.

 “What a heavy evil spirit!”

Not only him, Partridge Whistle also frowned.

If we talk about the Lingyun Palace above our head, it does look a bit like the mansion of an immortal family.

Then this place is the complete underworld.

 “It should be due to bad breath in the mouth and bad breath in the wind.”

Chen Yulou's eyes flickered, and his pair of night eyes seemed to be able to see through the fog and directly under the Third World Bridge.

 He can clearly detect it.

The cloudy air in front of us gathered from under the bridge and formed an invisible wind evil.

 Once across the bridge.

They will be killed by evil spirits.

If your character is strong enough or your Qi and blood are strong, you will naturally have nothing to fear.

But if the zodiac sign belongs to Yin, the body will be weak and the mind will be unstable. If the wind blows, the mind will lose control, and the life lamp on the shoulder will go out, and the body will tremble and fall under the bridge.

 It is a dead end.

 This is also the horror of Sansei Bridge.

In the Huangquan River in the underworld, there are Yin people walking on the Sansheng Bridge.

 (End of this chapter)

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