Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 162

Chapter 162 The Secret Technique of Kunlun's Pregnancy

 An old voice sounded.

I saw Xigu staring blankly at the red gourd, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became clear.

 It's not just him.

 Tog and others on the side also reacted.

 Everyone clenched their hands into fists and raised them to their chests, their eyes flickering and their expressions excited.

 It was like seeing the ghosts and gods they believed in.

 “Si Gang?!”

 See this situation.

Partridge Whistle couldn't help but frown.

"It does not seem…"

 In ancient legends, the ancestors of the human race were born and walked out of Sigang.

how come?

The legendary Sigang in Wa Village is shaped like a gourd, shining red in the sun.

 So, when they saw the flaming red gourd, everyone, including Xi Gu, behaved so rudely.

As for Kunlun, his expression was calm from beginning to end, as if he hadn't heard anything, and there was no change at all.

 Everything can be matched before.

 It felt to him as if it was newly cast.

"What?"

 Only Chen Yulou knew it.

Facing the scarlet color.

 And it is clearly a gourd cave.

Wind and sun have not left any trace on it.

 The old foreigner obviously didn't understand either.

They are the ancestors of the Wa people.

But he didn't think too much about it and just thought it was a Wa language.

Uluo held the ox-horn bow tightly. Because of too much force, the veins on the back of his hand popped out, and his breathing became rapid.

Now that those myths and rumors have become reality, how can we not be extremely excited?

 But the expected bloodline aura did not appear, instead there was a faint ghostly aura.

But, if you look at it this way.

 Uro's heart beat faster.

  But I don't know why.

 The barbarians who lived here two thousand years ago.

 Suddenly there was an indescribable strong contrast.

 Huludong, Wangman natives, mountain ghost Awa and Qiai ghost clothes.

 “Qiuda…”

Xi Gu half-crouched outside the gourd and stretched out his hand tremblingly. The moment he took it, a cool and bone-chilling texture floated in his palm.

 He has grown up with stories about the mountain ghost Ava and the big ghost Meji since he was a child.

What you see along the way are either green ancient trees or white snow-capped peaks.

 What does Sigang mean to the Wa people?

 Now suddenly there appeared such a deep red color.

 “Is it Sigang?”

 Closed your eyes and felt it.

 “I sensed the breath of the mountain ghost from it.”

Taking a deep breath and finally suppressing his emotions, he stepped forward to help Xigu, and the two of them walked through the dense forest step by step and walked outside the gourd.

Coupled with the fact that a group of people spoke with extremely heavy accents, for a while, he couldn't even guess whether it was Sigang, Sigang or some other homonymous word.

This word is extremely unfamiliar to him.

This gourd in front of me.

 Completely opposite to the legend, why is it wrong?

If it were anyone else, he would definitely question him, but the person who said this was Mobasicus, the person he respected and respected the most.

　　Obviously it is an ancient object from one or two thousand years ago.

Uro's heart sank.

finally.

 Sigu slowly opened his eyes.

 Hardly anyone noticed that the moment before he opened his cloudy eyes, most of them were black.

 It seems to be soaked in thick ink.

 It wasn't until he opened it completely that his pupils became clear black and white again, and then returned to their usual turbidity.

Uro, who had been sinking to the bottom of his heart, suddenly raised his head when he heard this, his expression full of disbelief.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

 Is it left behind by mountain ghosts?

 Or is it the transformation of Ava?

“Dana, is the temple you mentioned before the same one?”

 Ignore Uro's random thoughts.

  Xigu turned around and looked at Chen Yulou.

A pair of thin hands crossed the stone gourd and pointed at the blue-black cliff in the distance.

At this moment, his deep-set eyes were like old wine, condensed by weather and frost, revealing an indescribable mystery.

"yes."

 Chen Yulou nodded.

However, Xi Gu looked at him calmly.

 For a moment, he suddenly felt like he had returned to Lord Long Mo.

 In Xigu's rickety body, there is another breath slowly reviving.

 At this stage of his life.

 The sensitivity of the five senses is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

As long as you feel something.

 There will definitely be nothing wrong with it.

However, when he looked at it again, Xi Gu's figure stooped again, and his eyes were dark, no different from those of the elderly people in the village.

 “Ghost body?!”

 See the situation.

 Chen Yulou slowly had a guess in his mind.

Whether it's the Wa village Moba or the Miao village Gu master.

Since you can master mysterious abilities that ordinary people don't have, you must pay some price.

The first time he was at Long Mo Ye, he was actually vaguely aware of it, but at that time his attention was attracted by the strange smell outside the house, so he didn't think much about it.

Looking at it now.

 Xigu can become a person who serves ghosts.

It is very likely that he has incorporated the power of ghosts and gods, or even used himself as a container to invite a big ghost.

 But on weekdays, he is no different from ordinary people.

 Only appears when the power of ghosts and gods is used.

 So, those dark eyes just now, and the strange feeling of being spied on now that the ghost spirit has revived, are like this.

 “Temple?”

"where?"

Wuluo, who was supporting Xigu, was completely focused on the stone gourd and didn't notice anything strange around him at all.

I heard two people talking about it at this moment.

 Suddenly I felt a bit curious.

 His eyes subconsciously followed the direction pointed by his finger.

This area was originally a dense forest. When Chen Yulou and the others came here a few days ago, they cut down a large area of ​​shrubs for convenience, leaving this open space underneath them.

 But even so.

 The field of vision is still severely obscured.

In addition, the cliff is shady, covered with moss and vines, and the temple entrance is hidden in it.

 It is not a matter of searching carefully every inch.

 It's easy to ignore the past.

Wuluo used a bow, and his eyesight was already beyond ordinary people, but at this moment, he frowned and looked at it for a while, and then he saw some clues.

"It really is."

Wuluo raised his eyebrows, his face full of surprise.

 Xigu Qiuda's eyesight was not good, which was known to everyone in the village.

It is said that when he was young, he went to the mountains to collect herbs and was exposed to miasma. Especially as he got older, his eyesight declined even more seriously. On rainy days, he had to light a lamp to read sketches or tie ropes.

 I didn't even notice it.

I didn't expect Xigu Qiuda to be able to see through it at a glance.

but.

That little bit of surprise was quickly dissipated by excitement.

 The temple of the mountain ghost Ava.

“Qiuda, do you want me to go take a look first?”

  “No need.”

 Sigu shook his head.

 From the moment the ghosts and gods woke up, he had already seen it.

That ancient temple is not dangerous.

The breath floating in it is strange yet somewhat familiar.

 He has lived in Longmoye for most of his life.

　　The auras of all ghosts and gods are well known.

　　It can make him feel strange. Apart from Ava, the mountain ghost, Xigu can't think of any other possibility.

so.

 It took more than a thousand years.

 Is Maluzhai finally going to invite Shangui Awa back again?

　　 patted Uro's hand, and the latter subconsciously let go.

Sigu gathered his clothes carefully, took another deep breath, adjusted his mood, and then turned around and greeted the old man.

 “Tog.”

The latter's eyes were still on the stone gourd, and his expression could not hide his amazement.

 His knowledge is no better than that of Xigu.

 But we also know what Calabash Cave represents.

Seeing that he called her, Tog slowly stood up and looked at each other. Although they didn't say much, the two of them had been friends for sixty or seventy years, and they could understand each other with just one look.  His expression also became solemn.

 Get your appearance in order.

 The two old guys walked towards the temple solemnly.

Seeing this situation, Wuluo and his group of young people seemed to be infected. They put their minds away and followed the two of them towards the temple under the cliff.

 As for the four Chen Yulou people.

 Have seen it a few days ago.

 There is no mystery about the temple to them.

Even more than the three clay statues in the front hall, he was more interested in the toad Feng Shui formation lock in the back hall.

but.

Thinking like this in my heart.

No one would be stupid enough to say it to their face.

Awa, the mountain ghost, has been the belief of Maluzhai for thousands of years, just like the determination of the Zagrama people to search for pearls.

Chen Yulou stood aside with his hands down, quietly watching the group of people cross the threshold.

Then he called the three men from Partridge Whistle and chased after them.

 “The ghosts in heaven hold it, and the sky has spirit.”

 “It's really the temple of Ava, the mountain ghost.”

　　Not yet close.

From a distance, I heard a cry of exclamation coming from the temple.

 Looking at the statue of the **** that was exactly the same as in the sketch.

 In an instant, Xigu's whole body was trembling, and he fell to his knees with a bang, tears streaming down his face.

After more than a thousand years, the mountain ghosts that generations of tribesmen have passed down orally have now finally seen them, and how can they not be extremely excited?

 This is true for both old men.

　　Not to mention the young people in Uro.

 Kneel down on the ground, feeling like the blood is boiling all over his body.

 Outside the door.

 See this scene.

 Chen Yulou just felt emotional.

 But Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner feel the same way.

Why aren't they like this?

Had it not been for this trip to Zhelong Mountain, perhaps...until the Zagrama clan was completely wiped out in this world, there would be no trace of Muchen Pearl.

 I don't know how long it will take.

Xi Gu, who gradually calmed down, did not dare to delay at all.

 Standing up straight, he took out a few sheep bones as white as jade from his arms.

Toge on the side took the divination grass from Uluo early, piled it into a pile and lit it.

 Wait until the flame ignites.

Sicumo recited a few words, and then threw the sheep bones into the fire under the expectant eyes of everyone.

 Cracks soon appeared on the white bone fragments.

A crowd of people gathered around the fire pit, with solemn expressions on their faces, not even daring to breathe, as if they were afraid of disturbing anything.

 The atmosphere in the temple was extremely solemn.

 “Brother, what is this?”

 Seeing this strange scene, the old foreigner frowned slightly and couldn't help but lower his voice and asked.

 Except for Chen Yulou and Partridge Shao, they have never been to Long Moye.

I have never heard of the bone-burning divination technique of Maluzhai.

 “Shh…”

Partridge Whistle shook his head, and then pointed to the top of his head.

 The meaning is self-evident.

 The old foreigner finally understood.

 Until the divination grass is burned out and the flame is extinguished.

Xigu ignored the remaining heat and took out the burned sheep bone from the ashes, blew away the dust on it, and looked down at the light.

 Several horizontal stripes running straight forward.

  There is no trace of interlacing.

 “It's a lucky hexagram!”

Xigu's eyes lit up, and his hands holding the sheep bones were trembling.

 “That means Ava agrees?!”

"yes."

 Hear the words.

　　The temple that was as silent as death a moment ago was instantly replaced by a wave of mountain calls.

 Toge on the side was also so excited that he was incoherent.

 How many years?

 Now we can finally welcome the mountain ghost back to the village.

 Since then, Lord Long Mo will not be the only one without a great ghost or god.

 Looking at the excited faces.

Xigu let out a long sigh of relief. He had hardly slept well in the past few days. As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with images of Ava, the mountain ghost, and his ancestors.

 From the day he succeeded the previous generation of Moba in the village and entered Longmoye.

 He has been walking on thin ice for most of his life, and he is very nervous.

  Never dare to slack off at all.

If you invite the mountain ghost back, you will be able to live up to the expectations of your ancestors.

 After the divination, everyone's anxious hearts finally fell to the ground. Several people walked around the shrine and took a look at the back hall.

 The group's eyes were attracted by the toad stone sculpture.

Unfortunately.

Even the most knowledgeable Xigu didn't know what they were used for.

In addition, the toad is buried deep in the ground and cannot be moved away at all.

 He gave up the idea of ​​moving them back to the stronghold.

They returned to the front hall again.

Xigu first cast an apologetic look at the people waiting outside the door, until Chen Yulou waved his hand to indicate that nothing was wrong.

 He then took out the incense from the bamboo basket and lit it.

 In the curl of green smoke.

Tog and others stood solemnly on both sides.

Xigu, on the other hand, sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a long bone in his hand, tapping the drum gently, and murmuring something in his mouth.

 The sound of a low drum.

ˆ˜ is accompanied by the unique tones of the Wa language.

 An ancient and mysterious atmosphere almost hits you.

Gradually.

 It's not just Chen Yulou.

Even the partridge whistle and the old foreigner on the side noticed something strange in the temple.

The black-faced mountain **** seemed to come to life little by little.

The originally empty eyes were filled with luster, and their expression became more majestic, as if they were looking at the group of people from a high place.

As for Xigu, who was sitting on the ground, the weak breath in his dry and thin body seemed to have completely awakened.

It turned into black mist and condensed into a blurry figure, facing the mountain ghost Ava in the shrine.

 No more than that.

This scene is extremely difficult to spot.

Even if you notice it, you will only think it is the smoke of incense.

But among the four, except for Kunlun, three of them have already passed through the Qi Refining Pass, have crossed the Xiaolongmen, and can see scenes that are difficult for ordinary people to see.

Especially Chen Yulou, at this moment, his eyes are shining with light.

You can almost clearly see the shadow floating behind Xigu.

only…

 The moment when I saw the figure clearly.

Even if it was him, the corners of his eyes could not help but jump heavily.

The shadow's aura and appearance were clearly the same as the Kunlun fetus he took away in the ancient bronze box.

"so?!"

There was a buzz in Chen Yulou's mind.

Countless spiritual lights intertwined.

There was a sudden realization before my eyes, as if I had traveled through countless time and returned to thousands of years ago.

 Snowy peaks, dense forests, and lakeside.

A group of bare-chested natives with feathers in their hair accidentally discovered an earth-born fetus at the foot of Zhelong Mountain. They didn't know what it was, so they thought it was an earth-born spirit, and they carefully enshrined it.

 Until a few years later.

Some people noticed something strange about the birth of a fetus on the ground.

Be brave enough to break it into pieces and swallow it whole.

 Can cast away ghosts, do divination, know herbal medicine, and hunt.

 So he was regarded as Moba by the Yi people, which means a wizard and a person who serves ghosts and gods.

Many years later, he realized that his end was approaching. Before he died, he called everyone outside the cave, forced the earth in his body to give birth, and selected another person.

 So.

That person becomes the next Moba of the tribe.

Year by year.

 Countless years have passed.

 Until the changing times, the Wangman tribe disappeared, leaving only three Wa villages.

 Inside Maluzhai.

 Xigu, who was only in his early ten years, followed his parents to Longmoye. He looked at everything around him curiously, and while he was still panicking, he suddenly realized that something had integrated into his body.

Then, the old patriarch led the ignorant man and sat on the square stone platform of Lord Long Mo.

 He became the Moba of this generation.

“It turns out that the appearance of Kunlun fetus is no accident…”

 “And it can actually communicate with the gods of heaven and earth?!”

 (End of this chapter)

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