Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 286

 “Linggong Hall?!”

The moment I saw the huge coffin, gold and jade vessels.

Yang Fang's eyes suddenly widened and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

But the old foreigner next to him had his brows furrowed into the Chinese character "Sichuan" and was holding an umbrella with both hands, as if he was saying something.

"No, what are you muttering about?"

Seeing that his reaction was not quite right, Yang Fang turned around and reached out to pat his shoulder.

"Not appropriate."

"how so…"

The old foreigner seemed to have fallen into hysteria, his eyes were empty, and he kept mumbling as if he was in a daze.

"What shouldn't be done?"

"No, did you kiddo something evil?"

Seeing that his symptoms were even getting worse, Yang Fang ignored the surprise of discovering the Queen's Mausoleum and grabbed his arm with a solemn expression. At the same time, he walked quietly in front of the old foreigner.

Just in case he suddenly goes off the deep end.

"It should be a ghost cave."

"Ghost cave... Do you know about ghost cave?"

The old foreigner suddenly raised his head, his pupils were full of bloodshot eyes, and he grabbed Yang Fang's wrist hard, startling the latter. From that face, he actually saw something strange and... terrifying that he had never seen before. .

"Ghost cave?"

Keenly caught the word in his words.

Yang Fang was startled and seemed to understand something, "Is it the bottomless cave in the corridor mural?"

"That's it."

"It should be behind the stone gate."

The old foreigner raised his head and looked down into the abyss, with unwillingness in his eyes.

"If it's not there, then it's not there. So what if I find it? Do I still have to go down and take a look?"

Yang Fang curled his lips.

He was not too surprised about the mysterious cave in the mural.

Even in my heart, I felt that it was just a set of words concocted by ancient Jingjue people in order to stabilize their political power and maintain their rule.

Liu Bang rebelled by killing the white snake, Cao Cao shot the water dragon at the age of ten, Zhu Yuanzhang fell to the ground in October and the glow reached the sky.

These are just the leftovers from the Han emperor's fun.

He scoffed anyway.

No one really lives underground.

Isn't that a monster?

There is also the exquisite queen, who wraps her face with a scarf from beginning to end. She may be an ugly person, but she is said to be very mysterious to the outside world.

Therefore, I saw that the old foreigner was actually going crazy because of that ghost cave.

Yang Fang is even more difficult to understand.

This kid seems to be shrewd and cautious on weekdays, so how could he be fooled by such an obvious scam?

"Oh, it's not that simple."

The old foreigner shook his head and smiled, his expression full of sadness.

Their family has worked hard for thousands of years just to be able to enter the ghost cave and lift the ghost curse. Now they finally got here and opened the giant underground door at the top.

As a result... all I saw was a coffin.

How could he accept this?

Fortunately, he came down first. If the senior brother saw this scene, the old foreigner would not be able to imagine whether the senior brother could withstand such a heavy blow.

"No, what happened to your kid today?"

"It's so nagging."

Seeing that his words were hesitant and vague, Yang Fang frowned even more tightly. He really couldn't understand why his temperament changed drastically just after coming down.

"Just think I'm crazy."

The old foreigner shook his head.

He suddenly thought that the ancient city was so big that the ghost cave might not be found in other places.

The vast yellow sand covers up too many things.

We survived the most difficult times back then, not to mention that now, not only compared with their ancestors, but also they themselves are completely different in the past few years.

"I don't understand you kid."

Seeing that his eyes gradually returned to calmness and no longer had the frightening feeling before, Yang Fang's anxious heart finally fell back into his stomach.

Although I still don't understand his changes.

But at least people calmed down.

"Now what?"

Glancing down below, he estimated from the fall of the wind lantern that the cliff below him must be about ten meters deep.

The surrounding rock walls are steep and jagged.

In the middle, there is a stone mountain extending outwards, just like the platform they are on at this moment, where the wooden stone figures in the darkness are located.

If you go down.

It's not difficult with his skills.

But he was not sure whether the old foreigner would get sick again.

If he goes down and is left unattended, the consequences may be disastrous.

So, after hesitating for a moment, he tentatively asked.

Unexpectedly, the old foreigner just glanced at him.

"What are your plans?"

"I..." Yang Fang paused, "Of course I will go up and notify Shopkeeper Chen first."

"Okay, you go and inform, I'll stay here."

The old foreigner nodded and said calmly.

It seemed like he was just talking about an ordinary little thing.

But as he said these words, Yang Fang's head was shaking like a rattle, as if he understood everything.

No one will leave and no one will retreat.

The atmosphere was tense for a while.

"You kid... I promise you won't do anything random."

Unable to bear the strange look in Yang Fang's eyes, the old foreigner spread his hands and promised.

"Why don't we go back together?"

Yang Fang made it clear that he didn't trust him.

Mainly, the scene just now was too scary.

If he really wants to do it again, even if his heart is too big, he can't bear it.

Seeing him staring at him, the old foreigner really had no choice but to agree. He had indeed stabilized his emotions, but according to Yangfang's character, he wouldn't believe it even to death.

Might as well be simpler.

only…

Even he found it strange.

Even if he didn't see the ghost cave behind the door, for himself, it was not to say expected, but at least it was acceptable.

Why did I feel like I was out of control just now?

What I think in my mind and what I do in my body seems to be something pulling me to do it.

"Let's go, what are you doing standing around?"

While he was hesitating, Yang Fang's urging came from behind him.

This kid looked at me as if he were a prisoner, even half a step behind. Apparently he was worried that he would change his mind midway, abandon him, run back to the platform, and jump into the cliff.

But don't say it.

This idea just came up.

He couldn't help but feel a strong impulse in his heart.

call-

Sensing something was wrong, the old foreigner quickly took a few deep breaths, and there was a hint of invisible fear in his eyes as he looked at the darkness behind him.

"Hurry, Shopkeeper Chen and the others will be impatient later."

Seeing that he was stunned and didn't move, Yang Fang couldn't help but speak again.

But this time, before he finished speaking, he saw the old foreigner striding towards the ramp.

Seeing this, Yang Fang was stunned for a moment, then quickly chased after him.

The moss-covered ground did not affect their steps at all.

It didn't take much effort.

The flickering firelight ahead came into view, and figures appeared in the opposite light and shadow.

"came back."

"Finally the wait has come."

"Is it the Queen's Spiritual Palace?"

Squeezing outside the opened stone door, the group of people were obviously waiting impatiently until the sound of footsteps came from the darkness, and excitement appeared on everyone's faces.

The same goes for Partridge Shao and Kunlun.

"How about it?"

When the two of them walked over the top of the **** and appeared behind the door, Partridge Whistle stared at his junior brother, with too many questions revealed in his dark and uncertain eyes.

only…

The old foreigner avoided his sight.

'Gudong—'

That's just a moment.

Partridge Whistle understood everything.

Behind the stone gate is not a ghost cave. So, where is the ghost cave that the ancestors spied on...?

Yang Fang, who was full of joy, did not notice anything strange about him and just explained quickly.

"It's the Queen's Spiritual Palace."

"We saw a giant coffin at the foot of the cliff, and... gold, silver and jade articles all over the ground."

Giant coffin?

Treasures of gold and jade?

Hearing these two words, everyone in Xiling couldn't help but feel excited and exhaled one by one.

"So, those legends are not lies."

"There is gold and silver everywhere."

"Didn't we make the trip this time?"

"Damn it, I can finally strike gold."

The purpose of their trip was to fight for gold. Now that they finally saw a glimmer of light in the darkness, how could they not be inexplicably excited?

"Are you going down?"

Chen Yulou waved his hand to signal everyone to be silent.

In an instant, the surroundings fell into silence again. No one dared to speak, but the rapid breathing and even the beating from under the chest could not be suppressed at all.

"No, old...it was too deep down there. The old foreigner and I were weak, so we were worried about something happening, so we turned back first."

Yang Fang didn't say anything.

Fortunately, the response was timely and he quickly added.

"Since there is a coffin, it shouldn't be wrong."

Chen Yulou nodded.

He was actually more worried that the two of them would be affected, but now it seemed that Yang Fang, who was armed with the magic whip, could suppress the demonic whisper of the flower of **** for the time being, but the old foreigner was in a state of confusion.

Regarding the ghost flower, he had only seen it in writing.

Allowing the two of them to go and take care of each other also verified some of his guesses.

Taoist magic weapons can effectively restrain it.

However, if practitioners are unprepared, they will also be drawn into the illusion.

but…

There is no resistance compared to ordinary people.

This is much better.

"Then Shopkeeper Chen... do you want to send the brothers down to take a look?"

Yang Fang was obviously still thinking about opening the coffin.

There was a hint of expectation in both words.

His thoughts were like a blank piece of paper in front of Chen Yulou, how could he not understand them?

"Let's talk after we get down."

"also."

Yang Fang grinned.

As long as there is no refusal, there will be a chance to open the coffin.

Damn it, he wanted to see if that Queen Jingjue was a human or a ghost, or if she was really a monster crawling out of an underground ghost hole.

It just so happens that the magic whip has been used for too long.

It's all going to rust.

After figuring out the situation behind the door, things will be much simpler next. The long team is like a fire dragon, passing through the stone door and heading straight into the depths of the ground.

But no one noticed.

Chen Yulou is among them.

I don't know when an ancient talisman appeared in my palm.

The runes on the talisman are intertwined, like a subtle wisp of thunder.

It doesn't seem big, but it just covers the team.

He actually has many magic weapons on his body, including dragon scale swords, sword-breaking stones, ancient thunder talismans, and even ghost-killing whips.

But when it comes to killing and power.

Ancient Thunder Talisman is the well-deserved number one.

However, under his deliberate suppression, the aura emanating from the Thunder Talisman was less than 1%.

While it can isolate the influence of the corpse-scented konjac, it will not disturb the remains of the snake **** deep in the ghost cave.

From beginning to end.

It was when he was fighting with the snake mother in the underground lake.

Chen Yulou never used all his strength.

That's why they ordered people to set up a Dragon Peeling Formation.

Otherwise, with his method, the Golden Core Realm will be unfolded without any concealment. Not to mention killing a dragon with one sword, but a mere black snake, even if it is a bit bigger, cannot withstand the majestic sword intent that has been sealed for a hundred days.

He is hiding his stupidity.

It's because he knows that the real mastermind is still hiding under the iceberg and has disappeared.

The fire dragon that snaked downwards quickly became straight.

The group of people looked around curiously with the torches in their hands. They felt that the stone platform they were on was indescribably primitive and mysterious, and the surrounding areas shrouded in darkness were endless.

It was like plunging into an endless sea of ​​ink.

"Shopkeeper Chen, look down."

Compared with before, Yang Fang didn't feel much difference. He just held a torch and reminded Chen Yulou and others.

The old foreigner on the side clearly noticed something was wrong.

The invisible and strange feeling that came down before disappeared without a trace at this moment.

The whole person was as calm as ever.

There was no restlessness, no restlessness, and no loss of heart or madness.

"Huo Zhezi."

Chen Yulou said casually.

The boy on the side immediately took out several bamboo tubes with both ends sealed.

Clearly soaked in paraffin.

There was a faint luster on the bamboo tube.

This kind of cliff has a huge drop. No matter whether a lantern or a torch is thrown down, it will definitely not be able to withstand the flowing wind and will most likely be extinguished before it hits the ground.

Huozhezi is different.

Not disturbed by the atmosphere.

"Throw a few and see what happens."

Following his instructions, the man hesitated and quickly removed the cork without blowing it and threw it directly down.

See this.

Everyone on the stone platform leaned out one after another.

His eyes followed the rays of fire and looked down.

In less than a moment, the stone statue in Yang Fang's mouth flashed in the light of the fire. When the fire sticks fell to the ground one after another, tiny flames spread all over Lao Gao.

Several firelights merged together.

The bottom of the cliff was immediately taken into consideration.

A huge coffin, two meters long, was placed horizontally on a piece of black mountain stone. There was a dim light on the coffin body, and it looked like it was neither gold nor wood. It was difficult to tell what kind of material it was made of.

With the giant coffin as the center.

Countless pearls, jade, broken gold, silverware, and copper objects were piled haphazardly on the ground.

It's like a carpet of gold and jade.

Looking down, the treasure at the bottom of the cliff is soaring, reflecting an intoxicating golden light.

Even Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Even in the large tombs of princes of the Tang and Song Dynasties, where it was customary to have generous burials, it is difficult to see such a scene, and it can no longer be described as extravagant.

It was as if those golden and jade artifacts were just a pile of rubble.

The surrounding noise gradually became quiet.

A group of bandits from the Xiling Mountains stared wide-eyed, and their minds seemed to sink into it.

How much money did he have to pay to be buried with him?

"Wait...Kunlun Sacred Tree?"

When everyone was intoxicated with the gold and silver weapons and couldn't extricate themselves, Partridge Whistle finally noticed something was wrong.

More than ten steps away from the coffin.

Suddenly, an ancient tree grew out of a crack in the cliff.

They were clearly the sacred trees they had seen by the underground lake before.

But the difference is that this ancient tree is astonishingly big. It was cut off head-on, with a diameter of at least two meters. There are more than ten iron chains embedded around it, anchored into the stone beams of the surrounding cliffs.

It seems to be to lock it.

But Partridge Whistle was looking at more than just the ancient tree.

Instead, on the cross-section of the ancient tree, there was a strange flower that was transparent and emerald green, with large blood-colored leaves on each side.

Open petals.

Toward the dome.

It's like...opening his mouth and staring at something.

"What the **** is that?"

"Even the sacred tree cannot survive, but there are still green leaves?" (End of Chapter)

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