Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 292

 In the picture scroll.

First there was a person with giant pupils and strange eyes behind his back.

In full view of everyone, the stone box was opened.

Attracting several people to go and watch.

But something strange happened suddenly. The man who was defined as a demon by the ancestors suddenly tore off his mask and revealed his true face. He violently killed the remaining four people and took away the secret hidden in the stone box.

"this…"

"how so?"

"According to these prophecies, not only is there a demon hiding among us, but everyone will eventually die at his hands?"

"It's impossible... Not to mention whether the prophecy is correct, the person who opened the stone box has huge pupils on his head, which is not true."

After seeing the contents on the stone paintings clearly, the faces of several people were full of disbelief.

After so many life-and-death crises, how could he commit murder just for a secret?

Even Chen Yulou frowned tightly. He could barely explain the murals on the outside of the stone box, but how should he explain them now?

It's impossible. He was temporarily blinded and went on a rampage to kill?

After all, except for him.

Among the five, even the strongest Partridge Whistle would never be able to instantly kill the remaining few.

"Could it be a rift?"

"The so-called prophecy is simply to lead us into a dead end, where we will become suspicious of each other and eventually coax each other, or is it to cover up the truth?"

I saw several people with expressions full of surprise and suspicion.

Chen Yulou pondered for a moment and then suddenly spoke.

If I remember correctly, the scene that several people saw when they entered this place in the original book was completely different from what they saw now.

So, even he didn't know what went wrong.

It can only be determined based on experience.

"It's not impossible..."

Hearing this, the eyes of those who were deeply hesitant lit up.

This statement was unexpected by them.

Especially when they thought about the corpse-scented konjac before, although they only came into contact with it for a moment, it brought them countless troubles.

Is there a possibility.

Those weird illusions and sorcery were not caused by a single corpse flower. Did this stone box also release some kind of power invisibly?

That's how the human mind works.

Once opened, it will spread infinitely.

Rather than falling into a dead end.

"Brother Chen...you mean, the First Saint is tempting us?"

Partridge Whistle frowned, obviously unable to accept it.

It was hard to find the burial place of his ancestors, but now he was told that everything was false. For him, it was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Although the old foreigner didn't speak, the twinkling eyes said a lot.

"Brother Dao, don't get excited. Chen just mentioned a possibility."

"This square stone box... isolates spiritual consciousness, I'm afraid it is not a mortal thing."

Chen Yulou shook his head.

How could he not understand the thoughts of two people.

But at this moment, the consciousness is shrouded like rain, unable to penetrate at all, just like an invisible barrier that separates the inside and outside.

Since refining the consciousness.

He only encountered this situation twice in total.

The first time was in the land of Long Moye in the back mountain of Maluzhai. The moment the big ghost arrived, he tried to spy on the other party, but found that a seemingly ordinary cloud of mist had unimaginable abilities.

If you don't withdraw your spiritual consciousness in time, you can hide yourself.

Almost exposed.

The second time was some time ago in Xiye Ancient City, the jade eye in the golden plate of the altar.

Because it was tainted with a trace of the power of the snake god, his spiritual consciousness could not see through it at all.

at the moment…

It's the third time.

It looks gray and nothing special.

But as luck would have it, as soon as his spiritual consciousness touched the surface of the stone box, it was like rain falling on an umbrella.

"What does Brother Chen mean?"

Partridge Whistle wanted to explain, but at the moment his heart was in such a mess that he pursed his lips, and finally chose the most direct method.

When he asked, Kunlun, Yang Fang and the old foreigner all looked over at the side.

"Keep opening the box!"

"Still open?"

These four simple words were like a muffled thunder exploding in the ears of several people.

So far, they have only opened one door and looked at a few stone paintings, which made their minds shaken repeatedly and even made them suspicious.

If you keep driving.

Will we encounter something even more unimaginable?

"Open, open the coffin to make a final decision."

"At worst, the soldiers will come and cover up the water and earth!"

Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows and glanced at several people.

This stone box is like a Pandora's box. Even he doesn't know what will be released in the end, but if he doesn't open it, the estrangement and suspicion in his heart will always be there.

"good!"

"Just listen to Brother Chen."

Partridge Whistle gritted his teeth, and a hint of murderous intent flashed through his eyebrows.

"I come."

Before anyone could react, others stepped forward again, reached into the depths of the stone box, and pulled **** the door that was no bigger than a hand.

Click—

As before.

Amidst the crisp loudspeaker sound, the small door suddenly opened.

Compared with the curiosity and expectation before, this time only a hint of solemnity could be seen on the faces of several people.

Their bodies were as tight as bows, each holding a sick weapon tightly, and their eyes fixed on the door.

It feels like facing that giant underground door before.

However…

After the second floor doorway is opened.

In the prophecy, the scene of someone jumping back and killing someone violently did not appear.

But the atmosphere did not relax at all.

Instead, the invisible breath made everyone breathless.

It was Chen Yulou who was the first to break the silence. Holding a wind lantern, he walked straight to the outside of the stone box, leaned down, and looked into the depths of the stone box.

"Shopkeeper Chen...what is it?"

Yang Fang tightly grasped the magic whip in his hand, not noticing that his tone of voice was trembling slightly at this moment.

"It's an ancient book..."

Chen Yulou seemed to have thought of something, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he shook his head to himself, took out the book from the stone box, and waved it gently towards a few people.

"Book?"

"How could this happen? It's completely inappropriate."

"Where are the gods and devils that we agreed on?"

Looking at the yellowed and worn-out ancient sheepskin scroll that seemed to fall apart with any force, several people couldn't help but be startled. This was quite different from what they expected.

I thought that being so valued would at least be the most precious treasure of the Zagrama clan.

Or about the gods that appear repeatedly in stone paintings.

But what's a book?

Without rushing to reply to several people's questions, Chen Yulou opened a page and wanted to see what was written in the ancient sheepskin book. Unfortunately...

Although the parchment scroll is densely filled with words.

The handwriting is old and unfamiliar.

It was words he had never seen before.

"Brother Taoist, come and take a look. This should be the ancient text of your Zagrama clan."

After confirming that it is unrecognizable.

Chen Yulou simply gave up.

It's not his area of ​​expertise, so no matter how hard he looks, he can't decipher it.

Just like the Dragon Bone Heavenly Book found in King Xian's tomb, he finally went to Kuanglu Mountain to ask Elder Chen to help, and only then did he get the words "Dragon and Snake Sting".

"good…"

It's about the clan's secret past thousands of years ago.

Partridge Whistle didn't dare to hesitate at all. He immediately put away his distracting thoughts and quickly approached.

He took the parchment from his hand very solemnly.

Then Feng Deng Huo Guang looked down.

After just one glance, his face instantly became extremely excited, "Yes...that's right, it's the ancient text of my Zagrama clan." For thousands of years.

Although Zagrama has been on the road of migration, tribesmen have changed and time has passed, they have always adhered to the last words of their ancestors and tried their best to maintain the same.

Even if he walks around the world, he is no different from the Han people.

However, the ancient language and writing are the first things every tribesman needs to do after birth.

So even if I haven't seen it for many years.

But at this moment, with a glance, the memory that was deeply rooted in the blood and bone marrow suddenly surged up like a tidal wave.

"Clan culture?"

When the old foreigner heard this, he couldn't help himself.

Not caring about anything else, he immediately got behind his senior brother and looked at him intently.

In just the blink of an eye, the two brothers and sisters were completely absorbed in it. Their expressions changed one after another, ranging from surprise and shock to disbelief.

Seeing this situation, Yang Fang felt itchy in his heart.

Subconsciously he stood on tiptoes and stepped forward to take a look.

But those ancient writings, in his opinion, were no different from ghost-drawing talismans. He wanted to ask what exactly were recorded on them, but the two brothers and sisters were absorbed in them, almost as if they were in trance.

"Brother Yang Fang, don't worry."

"When Brother Dao reads it, it will be clear to you."

Seeing this scene, Chen Yulou couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

"Oh...too."

Being exposed, Yang Fang couldn't help but smile.

He has always been impatient, and he really can't learn to be calm and calm even if the mountain collapses in front of him.

However, since it was shopkeeper Chen who was speaking now, no matter how anxious he was, he could only suppress his temper and wait patiently.

Fortunately...

It won't be long.

It only takes about half a quarter of an hour.

Partridge Whistle finally withdrew his eyes from the parchment scroll.

However, the information obtained from it seemed to be too much and too complicated, so that others did not immediately explain it, but closed their eyes and stretched out their hands to rub the center of their brows vigorously.

"this…"

Seeing this, Yang Fang's expression became even weirder.

I have no idea what happened to make this famous mountain-moving leader fall into this position.

Subconsciously, his eyes turned to the old foreigner, hoping that he would stand up and answer his questions.

But the latter's expression was more complicated than that of his senior brother.

He stood there in shock, unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

"No, what's going on?"

"Even if you see a ghost, there still has to be a distinction between men and women. The ghost will starve to death and the ghost will hang, right?"

Yang Fang couldn't hold it back anymore and murmured in a low voice.

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt a little regretful and subconsciously wanted to make some amends.

But he didn't have time to apologize.

Partridge Whistle, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes.

"I saw…"

His voice was hoarse, like a lonely traveler who was desperately short of water and thirsty for a long time.

Hearing this, Chen Yulou's mind moved, "What did you see?"

"The existence under the ghost cave!"

Boom—

It was like a sledgehammer hitting a heavy drum.

At this moment, even Chen Yulou's eyes, as quiet as an ancient well, could not help but stir up a storm.

how come?

The ancient gods are indescribable and cannot be spied upon.

The Zagrama clan did not go into the depths of the ghost cave like the people of the Demon Kingdom. When they saw the skeleton of the ancient god, how could they possibly see what was hidden under the ghost cave?

He took a deep look at Partridge Whistle.

He seemed to want to see something from his skinny face.

"Under the ghost cave?"

"Is it an underground demon?"

Yang Fang was thoughtful.

Although he didn't want to believe it to death before, Jingjue Ren was a monster crawling out of the ground.

But after seeing the queen's snake-like face.

It's like faith collapsed.

The things I hold on to in my heart are also getting shaken little by little.

"K."

When interrupted by him, Partridge Whistle shook his head.

"According to the words left by the late saint in the book, he saw three pictures before he died."

"First, after his death, his people moved eastward."

"Second, the thing that solves the curse is called Phoenix Guts."

"third…"

Having said this, Partridge Whistle stared blankly ahead. Fortunately, the complexity did not last long, and soon his hoarse voice slowly sounded again.

"A dead place shrouded in mist, dead gods, and another world hidden in their eyes."

A place of death and silence?

Dead gods?

Another world?

Chen Yulou repeated it in a low voice. At this moment, he finally knew why the sages hid the third prophecy in the stone box instead of passing it on like the first two sentences.

That's because the ancient **** he foresaw was too terrifying.

It was so terrifying that even he felt hopeless and helpless.

How can you compete with the gods with your mortal body?

Only the descendants of the tribe who find the Phoenix Gut, the Muchen Bead, and return to this place can re-enter this tomb and see the true prophecy he left behind.

As for the content in the stone paintings.

Nine falsehoods and one truth.

This is to prevent others from entering this place and destroying their family's plans.

Partridge Whistle most likely had a sudden change of heart just because he wanted to understand this.

"So, Brother Tao, are you still going?"

Chen Yulou took a deep breath.

He looked intently at Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner.

He was waiting for an answer.

After asking these words, although Kunlun and Yang Fang beside them did not understand what they meant, they also clearly noticed that the tone and atmosphere had become tense and solemn.

The two subconsciously held their breath and concentrated, their eyes scanning back and forth over the three of them.

"Brother Chen is worried that I will be afraid after watching it."

"And give up?"

Partridge Whistle laughed bitterly.

Then he raised his eyes, with only determination in his eyes.

"If you are afraid because you are powerful and give up halfway, then... wouldn't all the ancestors of our clan die in vain?"

"Aren't all the things I have insisted on in my life become a joke?"

In a calm tone, it seemed like he was asking rhetorically, but actually he was asking himself.

"Even if it's a dead end, Yang will never take a step back!"

"me too."

The old foreigner seemed to have finally come to his senses. He took a step forward, holding a knife on his back with a look in his eyes that was as determined as a rock.

For thousands of years.

How many tribesmen would die for an illusory prophecy.

Then that's all they will do.

"good!"

Facing the gazes of their two senior brothers, Chen Yulou's face was filled with emotion and admiration.

The words life and death may seem ordinary, but how many people in the world can really see through them?

"Shopkeeper Chen, Chief Yang, what are you...what are you talking about?"

"Why do I get more and more confused the more I listen."

Seeing that the two ended their conversation, Yang Fang finally found an opportunity.

Right now, his face looked more confused than before.

Even though he had heard what was recorded on the parchment, he still didn't understand why the phoenix's guts and the place of death shocked them so much.

"Brother Yang Fang wants to know."

"Chen might as well tell you."

"Under the ghost cave, there is an ancient god...and next, we are going to kill the god." (End of Chapter)

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