Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 163

Chapter 163 The remnants of the Yin Goddess Jurchen

 This result.

 This is something Chen Yulou has never thought of in any case.

Although from the very beginning, crossing the lake and crossing the different bottom cave and hunting undead insects, I was heading towards the Kunlun Fetus.

 But I just regard it as a natural medicine.

Now, what he saw from Xi Gu simply shattered his understanding of Kunlun fetuses.

but…

Thinking about it carefully, it seems to be expected.

Kunlun fetus is a natural spiritual creature, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

 It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a born god.

What does it mean to communicate with heaven, earth, ghosts and gods?

It's just that the Yi people from the Wangman tribe were hampered by their vision and were frightened by ghosts and gods, so they only discovered the ability between divination and pharmacology.

 Think of this.

"yes!"

It shook open with a crash.

 It adds a bit of life to people.

 “Uluo, rise to the throne!”

  It is similar to the ancient raccoon stele in Yizhuang, Pingshan.

 The dark shadow above his head, lurking in the smoke, was like a converged light and shadow, suddenly burrowing back into his frail body. At the same time, his eyes, which were as black as ink, returned to turbidity.

 “The power of incense…”

 With the sound of drums.

He knew better than anyone else that the true form of the mountain ghost, the ancient mandrill, had long since died, and even his bones had been fused by Yuan Hong and turned into a pile of ashes.

 Old and mysterious.

 The long cloth is densely dyed with countless patterns.

 Take out a long piece of tie-dyed cloth from the bamboo basket.

 Green smoke curls up.

 It seems as if it has come to life completely.

but.

Thinking of this, Chen Yulou already had a guess in his mind.

 It's really unbelievable.

 In such a short time.

It also makes him a little less weird.

The body of the wooden clay sculpture seemed to be glowing with golden rays of light.

This guess should be closest to the truth.

Chen Yulou looked increasingly surprised.

Wuluo, who had been waiting for a long time, did not dare to hesitate. He immediately stood up and strode outside the shrine.

Now, it can actually come back to life.

Two completely different voices intertwined, forming an indescribable sense of harmony in the temple.

 In his trance.

Xigu pressed his hands on the drum, and the thunderous sound of the drum was suddenly cut off, leaving only a humming trembling.

 Rising and falling, higher than lower, heavy drumming and low chanting.

When his spiritual consciousness passed through the rays of light on the statue, he suddenly realized that it was a breath different from vitality, blood, spiritual energy and demonic power.

 Sigu opened his eyes suddenly.

 See this scene.

But what is completely different is the mountain **** statue in the temple.

 In the room where he collects the gods.

 In the temple inside the gate, a thunderous drum sound suddenly came out.

Sigu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, seemed to have used all his strength to knock down the long bones in his hands, and the drum head made of human skin was deeply dented inward.

The old raccoon dog I bumped into was somewhat similar.

 The confusion in Chen Yulou's eyes gradually dissipated.

 The sound of chanting sutras in his mouth also stopped suddenly.

 A deep sound suddenly sounded in my ears.

  It is somewhat similar to the ancient totems seen on the stone sculptures that day.

Partridge Whistle obviously recognized it.

 A pair of deep eyes shuddered slightly.

Although he tried his best to hide it, the subtle changes in his expression could not be hidden from others.

but.

At this moment, everyone in the temple was focused on Uluo, and no one noticed anything strange about him.

 The longer you enter Worm Valley.

 The connections between Maluzhai and the Wangman tribe have become increasingly close.

 In all aspects.

 Especially the details are more obvious.

 Carefully put the tie-dyed long cloth over the mountain ghost statue.

 In an instant.

That astonishing aura seemed to be cut off and disappeared without a trace.

As for the two clay sculptures of little ghosts next to them, they are holding gourds and toads respectively.

 Wrap it carefully with a piece of cloth as well.

 Have done all this.

Uluo and others then got off the bridge sedan and invited the three statues into it.

 Until the end of this step.

 Sigu and Toge both breathed a sigh of relief.

Inviting gods and releasing ghosts are all important matters, and there is no room for carelessness.

 Not to mention the mountain ghost Ava who has been dead for thousands of years.

The previous divination was actually asking for its opinion. If the mountain ghost was unwilling to leave, no matter how much Long Mo Ye went to Malu Village, it would be in vain.

 Now.

　　Entering the bridge sedan.

 The only thing you need to worry about is going back.

 From the time when the poisonous miasma outside the valley dispersed until now.

 Almost half a day has passed.

In the other eighteen villages, anyone who is not blind can detect the changes here.

The Insect Valley, which has been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, is undoubtedly a huge treasure house, and how tempting it is to the mountain people who rely on the mountains.

Xigu couldn't be more clear.

 That means they have more important things to do during this trip.

 Otherwise, they would have broken in and grabbed the good stuff by now.

 Handing the drum, long bones and divination tools to a young man for safekeeping, Xigu took a deep breath before walking quickly outside the temple.

 “The four of you have been waiting for a long time.”

He bowed his hands to several people with an apologetic expression.

During this period, he also learned some basic Chinese etiquette.

 It's just that the movements are not that smooth.

 “You're welcome, Qiuda.”

Chen Yulou hurriedly took a step away, not daring to accept the courtesy, and shook his head.

 Then he looked at Xigu calmly.

 Seems to be waiting for his next words.

"Dana, I have something to ask of you. On the way back, there may be foreign spies. We two old guys are useless. I hope the four of you will come to **** us."

Xigu didn't waste any time and begged with his fists in his hands.

 This little thing.

 Chen Yulou could not refuse, so he immediately agreed.

During this period, Maluzhai did not take them in. Let alone drinking and eating meat, it was difficult to find a place to stay.

 Just explained briefly.

The group of people didn't waste any time and quickly turned back along the way they came.

Partridge Post and the old foreigner brothers are responsible for clearing the way ahead.

 Kunlun and a few remaining people came to the rear.

Chen Yulou personally raided the formation.

 At the moment of leaving the temple.

 The majestic spiritual consciousness has already poured out like rain all over the sky.

 It looks like he is strolling through the dense forest, but in fact, the area dozens of meters outside him is as clear to him as if he is very close at hand.

Birds stayed in the forest tips, insects hid in the gaps in the mountains, and unknown beasts spied on the group from a distance.

 There are also two dangerous cliffs.

Birds of prey such as golden eagles and hawks look down on the valley from a high altitude, and they seem to be about to kill them at any time.

 After stepping into the half-step golden elixir realm.

This is the first time that Chen Yulou has activated his consciousness almost without reservation.

 Before, he used his spiritual consciousness to integrate a pair of night eyes.

 No matter night or dark fog.

 Can be easily penetrated.

But now his spiritual consciousness is enough to cover ten feet around him. The moment it disperses, it feels like he has contracted dozens of raptors at the same time and has nearly a hundred pairs of eyes.

 Unless it's a meteorite falling.

Without any warning, and as fast as lightning.

 Otherwise...it would be extremely difficult to hurt him.

 It's fine in the valley.

But as soon as he passed the underground Yin River, a wave of energy fluctuations was immediately transmitted back to his consciousness, which was shaped like rain all over the sky.

 Either a group of three or five people, or a gathering of more than ten people.

 Walking through the mountains and forests.

 Along the way, they excavated elixirs from the mountains and hunted wild animals. Some people ventured into the collapsed ruins, hoping to find treasures from ancient times within the ruins. Chen Yulou at this moment.

 Just like using the void to control the sky.

 Have a panoramic view of the situation in the valley.

Those people have a clear respect for each other, and their looks are similar, but their clothes and attire are different.

 Such as a few people occupying a ruins outside the valley lake.

 Although the number is the smallest.

There are only four or five people.

But each of them was carrying a bone spear and carrying a large bow, and their long hair was simply tied back with a hemp rope.

Their naked upper bodies were covered with large tattoos, and their faces were covered with devil masks, making them look even more sinister.

 “Jurchen tribe…”

 Only glanced at it.

 Chen Yulou had a guess in his mind.

When he first sailed across the river, he heard Bamo, the leader of the boat, mention that there were countless natives in the Yunnan and Yue lands, and that descendants of ancient tribes such as the Diqiang and Sanmiao had lived around Zhelong Mountain for generations.

 The most mysterious among them is undoubtedly the Jurchen.

They occupy the most bitter and cold place among the 19 villages in Zhelong Mountain.

 There is no other reason.

Since the destruction of the Jin Dynasty, various Jurchen tribes have either retreated to the Blackwater Wasteland or dispersed to live in seclusion in various places.

This is the case with this branch.

 For seven hundred years, they have always maintained a scale of one hundred or ten people.

 For the descendants of Diqiang and Sanmiao, Zhelong Mountain is remote and bitterly cold, but for the remaining Jurchen tribe, compared to Jianzhou, Haixi, and Heishui, this place is no different from paradise.

 So even though it's so cold in the mountains and forests.

 They only used an animal skin to cover themselves against the cold.

 Furthermore, the mountains are rich in materials and luxuriant in water and grass.

Whether hunting or nomadic, he is almost as comfortable as a fish in water.

 However, the Jurchen tribe rarely communicates with outsiders, even other villages that have lived together for generations.

 Originally Chen Yulou's plan.

　　 is to go straight across it.

The soldiers came to cover up the water and earth. How could a few native tribes stop him?

But after the Kunlun fetus in Xi Gu's body woke up, he seemed to be able to detect something strange.

 “Dana, let's go around from the right side.”

"…good."

 Looked back at him.

 In Xigu's deep-set eyes, there flashed a hint of wisdom that only belongs to the older generation.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

 He knew Xigu's thoughts very well.

Invite the mountain ghosts and gods to return to the village on this way. The mountains are high and the road is far. It is best to go with all your strength if you can't avoid conflicts.

 Especially, the people from Mengla Village, the archrival, have never been seen.

 This is undoubtedly a knife hanging above the head.

 I don't know when it will fall.

“Brother Taoist, go along the lake and go under the cliff to avoid it.”

Turning back to look at the figure on the bamboo raft at the front, Chen Yulou lowered his voice and warned.

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle subconsciously looked ahead.

 The light coming from the hole is already close at hand.

 Is there any danger? !

He frowned slightly, and an idea came to his mind.

 “Old foreigner, be careful.”

Partridge Whistle didn't dare to think too much. Since Pingshan, he and Chen Yulou had stolen two great treasures in a row. He had actually noticed it for a long time. Chen Yulou seemed to have some ability to predict the unknown.

 I don't know whether it is the art of Feng Shui or the method of spiritual practice.

  Or a prophet like his own.

 Handborn with this ability.

However, since Chen Yulou reminded him, he didn't dare to be distracted, so he immediately reminded his junior brother in a low voice.

 “Yes, senior brother.”

The two brothers held a bamboo raft and rushed out of the underground river, and a large body of water suddenly came into view.

 Cross forward and you will reach the shore.

But Partridge Whistle thrust the long pole into the water behind him, and with a burst of skill between his arms, the bamboo raft drew a semicircle on the lake, and the head and tail of the bamboo raft were instantly switched.

 Everyone in Malu Village saw this behind him.

Eyes couldn't help but light up at the same time.

Ordinarily, they would have cheered loudly, but now they were so dangerous and perilous that they could only suppress their excitement.

He took the helm of the boat and followed him.

The cliffs are covered with ancient pothos vines, and the bamboo rafts walking among them are like pulling up a curtain.

 Unless you have the intention to patrol.

 Otherwise, most people would not notice it at all.

 At least the Jurchen natives facing each other across the lake did not notice anything strange on the lake at all.

Just carrying a bone spear, searching back and forth among the ruins covered with shrubs.

 Unfortunately, nothing was found.

 When they spat and cursed a few dialects.

Chen Yulou and his party have also bypassed the big lake.

 Ashore from a tributary of the Snake River.

The ancient city wall that cut off the river's flow is still vivid in our minds.

 But Xigu, Toge and his gang had no time to do this.

 Just speeding across the Worm Valley.

We met at least three or four groups of people along the way, all of them filled with murderous intent. They were obviously coming for the Worm Valley Treasure House.

 With Chen Yulou's spiritual consciousness shrouded in it, the two sides have never met each other.

 Less than half an hour.

 They climbed back onto the ridge.

 “Qiuda, would you like to call Bai Luo over?”

Uluo temporarily replaced the bridge sedan, took a few gulps from the kettle, and then asked Xigu.

 “No need to…”

 Sigu shook his head.

Haidongqing's goal is too big, which will expose their whereabouts.

In addition, along the way, he could actually faintly notice something.

The corner of my eye fell on the blue-shirted figure beside him.

This young man named Chen is far more mysterious than he imagined.

 No wonder I used to communicate with the ghosts in my body in the mountain temple.

 The latter rarely warned him several times.

 Someone is spying.

Although he seemed calm at that time, in fact, he had murderous intentions, but... he didn't think about the four Chen Yulou people, he just thought they were wizards and ghosts from other villages.

 But when he signaled Uro.

That invisible sense of peeping dissipated like an ebbing tide.

 In addition, there is no delay in asking the gods for divination.

 This matter was hidden in his heart.

On the way out of the valley, he gradually felt a clue, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

 “Dana, we're in trouble!”

 Ignore Uro's startled gaze.

Xigu took a deep breath and cupped his hands towards Chen Yulou.

 “Serious words.”

Facing his eyes covered with the traces of countless years, Chen Yulou's heart moved.

 He knew that he could not hide it from the old man after all.

but.

 Since Xigu didn't point it out.

Chen Yulou naturally wouldn't say much.

Smiled slightly and agreed.

Then he glanced at the Partridge Sentinel brothers who were opening the way. The two of them knew it well and did not waste any time. They quickly went down the mountain and plunged into the vast snow forest.

Uluo, who was supporting Xigu, wanted to speak several times, but when the words finally came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

because.

 All the way to the outside of Malu Village.

Batu and others, who were always wary and worried, seemed to have disappeared and never appeared from the beginning to the end.

 This made him simply puzzled.

  Met several times in the morning.

The fierce light in the wolf cub's eyes had clearly told him that Mengla Village would not miss this opportunity.

 After crossing the wooden bridge over the Snake River and entering the village, his doubts had reached its peak.

  Can't figure it out at all.

 Why did things develop to this point?

 “Qiuda?”

 Sigu reached out and patted his shoulder.

Those cloudy eyes seemed to be able to penetrate his heart, and he just shook his head and smiled.

“Since you don't understand it, don't think too much about it.”

"You just need to remember...there are people in this world who are different from others. We are both old. You kid's vision must not be limited to Zhelong Mountain."

 “Look far away, look high.”

 (End of this chapter)

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