Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 350

 “Senior, you're welcome.”

“To put it bluntly, Chen must have said everything he knew.”

Chen Yulou was slightly startled, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

 Having been in contact for so long.

 The impression Azhiya gave him was actually very similar to that of Mobaxicu.

 Taciturn and stubborn.

 In the entire village, only Wutuo, who had grown up together with him, could open up and chat for a few words.

 He really didn't expect that he would have anything to ask himself.

 Thoughts are flowing in my mind.

　　Suppressing the intention of getting up and leaving, he said softly.

Even Wutuo on the side looked over in surprise.

Fortunately, Azhiya didn't waste any time. He signaled a few people to wait, got up and left, and returned after a short while, with an extra utensil in his hand.

 Wrap it heavily with black cloth.

But after just a glance, Chen Yulou recognized it. It was the totem mirror.

 “This is not…”

Wutuo obviously recognized it.

 After all, Azhiya asked him to give this thing to Oona that day so that she could take it with her so that she could protect herself in the dangerous black desert.

Azhiya nodded in response.

 At the same time, he carefully unwrapped the black cloth.

 Finally, the entire mirror was revealed. It was made of bronze and shaped like a fan. There were obvious polishing marks on the surface of the mirror, and a lifelike eyeball was carved on the back of the mirror.

 As for the surroundings of the frame.

 There are traces of ancient and mysterious decorations left.

However, it is completely different from the Taotie and Yunlei patterns that are common in Han Dynasty. The style is very different, and it has a sense of foreign land.

“This magical mirror was retrieved from that ancient city by my Turkic ancestors. It has many magical features, but I have been studying it for many years and still don't know its origin.”

“Brother Chen is a professional. I heard from Oona that he has made many achievements in the ancient city.”

“So, the old man is brave and asks Brother Chen to help him palm his eyes.”

 Place the bronze mirror on the coffee table.

 Azhiya said seriously.

 Compared to the first time we met, he seems to have become much clearer in his dealings with others and his worldliness due to the resolution of his heart knot.

“Senior, what do you think this is?”

I saw him just wanting to know the origin of this mirror.

 Chen Yulou immediately relaxed a lot.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

 The rich milky flavor suddenly blooms on the tip of the tongue.

While filling your stomach, it can also refresh your mind and eliminate the sleepiness after a hangover.

“It should be a legacy from the era of the Western Regions.”

Azhiya pondered for a moment, "This magical weapon can illuminate and destroy evil spirits, maybe it has something to do with religion."

“Also, the eyeballs on the back of the mirror can be seen everywhere in that ancient city, but I don't know its deep meaning.”

 Hear this.

 Chen Yulou probably had some idea.

 In fact, it was normal. An ancient mirror could actually be used in conjunction with shamanic witchcraft and exert many unimaginable abilities. Even he would have been curious.

 No more than that.

  After all, the Turks moved here only for a short time.

 About the relationship between the Snow Demon Kingdom, the Samsara Sect and the Ghost Cave Clan, it is naturally unclear.

 “I do know something.”

 Putting down the tea cup, Chen Yulou nodded.

 Hear the words.

 Azhiya's cloudy eyes lit up immediately.

Even Wutuo next to him couldn't conceal his excitement.

 “Please give me some advice from Brother Chen.”

 “Teaching is out of the question.” Chen Yulou waved his hand, pondered for a moment, and then said, “Look at the mirror... it's about a thousand years old.”

“At that time, all the countries in the Western Regions were ruled by an ancient country called Jingjue.”

"According to what I saw and heard during this trip, Jingjue also has belief in gods, and perhaps... has a certain connection with shamans."

 What he said was relatively vague.

 But it is enough.

 In fact, Jingjue believes in the snake god, and many witchcrafts have been passed down. It is not surprising that they are inherited from the same strain.

As for the shaman fire god, maybe he was transformed into a ray of consciousness from the snake god.

　It is full of twists and turns, who can tell clearly.

The most important thing is that what he said is by no means nonsense. Just like the evil arts that can be seen everywhere in King Xian's tomb, they are not original to southern Yunnan, but were passed down from the snowy area.

 Just changed the name.

 “Jingjue…”

 Hear this name.

Azhiya's eyes couldn't help but twinkle.

 He is not good at Chinese, so he often has to ask Wu Tuo to translate for him.

But these two words, he felt an indescribable familiarity, as if he had heard them somewhere, but unfortunately he could not remember them for a while.

　　I can only keep it secretly in my heart.

If you plan to go back and have time, you may gain something by looking through the scriptures and books left by your ancestors.

Thinking of this, Azhiya felt refreshed.

 “Thank you, Brother Chen, for clarifying my doubts.”

 “Small things, small things.”

Chen Yulou shook his head, "Senior, do you have other doubts..."

"No..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Azhiya reacted suddenly and slapped his forehead, "Look at my brain, it makes people confused."

 “I'll see Brother Chen off.”

 After speaking, he immediately stood up and joined Wu Tuo, apparently intending to send them back to their residence in person.

 “No, no, no, senior is too polite.”

 Chen Yulou waved his hands repeatedly.

After he declined the idea of ​​seeing the two off, he thought of something else, "By the way, Senior Azhiya, I'm leaving in such a hurry that I didn't even have time to say a word to Miss Oona, please help me take care of her."

 “Okay, don't worry, I will definitely bring you.”

 Hear the words.

 Chen Yulou, who had put down his last worries, took Huamaguai with him without further delay. The two of them said goodbye with fists clasped in their hands. As Wutuo and the others watched him off, they hurried straight to their residence.

 Half an hour later.

 A long team, following the crisp sound of camel bells, left the city and headed east.

 Until the figure disappeared into the vast Gobi desert.

 On the top of the city tower.

Azhiya looked at the slightly trembling figure in front of him, with a trace of unbearable flash in his eyes.

 He is a person who has been here before.

How could he not understand his daughter's thoughts?

The moment she heard that they were leaving, Oona felt like she had lost her soul. She lowered her head and ran quickly to the entrance of the village. Azhiya, who was worried that something would happen to her, also hurriedly followed.

 But Oona did not chase her out of the village as she imagined.

He just stood on the gatehouse and watched the team leave from a distance.

 The cold wind is howling, just like the atmosphere at this time.

 Azhiya was silent for a long time and sighed.

 “Why don't you catch up?”

Hearing Atta ask, Oona tilted her head and smiled, and wiped away the tears on her cheeks calmly, "Shouldn't we learn to let go?"

 She spoke calmly.

 But there was a tremor in his tone.

 But he couldn't suppress it no matter what.

 Putting down these two words, it is so simple to say or write, but how many people can really do it?

“Besides, what will you do if I leave, Atta?”

"I am an old man, and I have dedicated my life to the shaman. You cannot be delayed because of me."

 Azhiya frowned.

 How could he bear to see his daughter go through a tragedy that had already happened to him once?

 “There is no need to delay anything.”

“It's destined not to be a journey, so what if you chase it, it won't bear fruit in the end.”

Oona shook her head.

He took one last look at the direction where everyone disappeared.

He seemed to have made up his mind, and without hesitation, he turned around and walked downstairs step by step.

 I am nearly thirty years old.

 Having trapped yourself in a prison for more than ten years has wasted enough time.     And Atta is one year older.

 I don't know how many years it can last.

 She can no longer be willful as usual.

"Why…"

 Until the figure of her daughter also disappeared.

Azhiya let out a long breath, and for a moment he seemed to have aged more than ten years.

 His own daughter, he knows best.

Both of them are stubborn people. Once they decide something, even ten cows can't bring it back.

That's why he was like this back then. It was a matter of just one sentence, but unfortunately he was unwilling to give in. As a result, he watched his daughter trapped in that hellish place for more than ten years.

Looking at it now.

 Time has changed a lot, but it has not changed her personality at all.

 Golden Wuxi falls.

 The setting sun is like fire.

 In the heavy dusk, a silent camel caravan came slowly. There were at least more than a hundred camels, which was a rare sight even in the Western Regions.

 The heavy luggage seems to be unbearable even for the camels in the desert boat.

 Hurry on with your head lowered.

 Mits a few low whistles from time to time.

 There are countless footprints left behind on the endless Gobi Desert.

Looking at the people in the camel team, they were dusty and tired. They were the people from Chen Yulou who set out from Yuhai.

 The night is about to fall.

Huamaguai was wondering whether he could find a nearby hill to camp under where he could get shelter from the wind.

 The front seems to be good.

 In the yellow sand, there is a faint undulating mountain range.

　　It's just that he didn't have time to speak yet.

An old but extremely excited voice came from the front of the team.

"arrive…"

 “Arrived at Kunmo City.”

　　Pat was riding on a camel, dancing and talking loudly.

 “So fast?“

Huamaguai's heart moved.

 Because the journey is all the way to the vast Gobi Desert, as time goes by, there is no concept of distance at all.

He only knew that it was about five hundred miles from Yuhai to Kunmo City.

 In a blink of an eye, it was already the evening of the third day.

 Hurrying slowly in one day is almost a hundred miles. Calculating it this way, it seems... just right? !

Thinking of this, he did not dare to delay, and immediately walked out of the team and greeted Pat who was coming towards him.

“It's true or false, old man, don't talk nonsense.”

"How dare the old man talk nonsense? Besides, I have grown up in this area since I was a child. The mountain ridge in front is the Qiangwu Ridge. To be honest, I often herded sheep there when I was a child."

Pat grinned happily.

 No one in the group wanted to reach Kunmo City one day earlier than him.

 After all, Master Bai made a promise to him.

As long as An Ran escorts the nobles back and forth, let him go free.

He has been working as a cow and horse in the master's house all his life, and now he has finally seen a little light. How can he not be extremely excited?

 “After passing the Qiangwu Mountains, you will reach Kunmo City.”

 “This ancient city happens to be obscured by several mountains.”

Hearing what he said so clearly, Huamaguai already believed 90% of it.

 Took him to find Chen Yulou immediately.

 After the two of them walked in tandem and crossed the line that was hundreds of meters long, they finally saw someone.

At this moment, he was sitting between the humps, with his eyes closed tightly, holding a jade stone in his hand, as if he was practicing cultivation.

 “Mr. Chen…”

How does Pat know this?

 He spoke before Huamaguai could stop him.

 Fortunately, Chen Yulou woke up instantly after entering meditation. With a flip of his wrist, the jade stone in his palm disappeared instantly, and he looked at Pat calmly.

 “Sir, I've told you many times that you don't need to call me master.”

 “Yes, yes, look at my brain.”

Pat slapped his forehead. He was only thinking about finding his master after entering the city. How could he care about such small things now.

"What's up?"

“Shopkeeper Chen, we're here…Kunmo City is just ahead.”

"arrive?"

Hearing this, Chen Yulou's eyes couldn't help but drift to Huamaguai on the side.

 In the past few days, apart from eating and resting, he had been almost entirely immersed in the art of talismans.

 After entering the cave world.

 He could feel it clearly, and it was almost impossible to think about it being as broken as before.

Once you enter the cave, you are not only cultivating your body, but also your soul and destiny.

Unless there is another amazing opportunity like Kunlun Mountain Longdan.

 Otherwise…

 You can only rely on diligent practice and step by step.

 So, he planned to take advantage of this period of time to practice the four skills of alchemy and talisman formation.

 The large amount of Hetian jade brought back from Kashgar is the best material for practicing.

What he is trying now is the simplest talisman recorded in the Qingmu Longevity Technique.

 Suppress evil talisman!

It can suppress evil spirits and eliminate evil spirits.

However, even the simplest one is not easy to get started.

Along the way, it took him more than two days to finally carve the runes into the jade. As for whether it was useful, he would have to try it to know.

 Immerse yourself wholeheartedly in spiritual practice.

　　I didn't bother with the rush.

Unexpectedly, when I woke up from trance, I was already there.

“That's right, Shopkeeper Chen, I finally don't have to sleep in the wasteland tonight.”

Pat grinned, showing his teeth that were burnt yellow by the drought smoke, and his excitement could not be concealed at all.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou reacted after thinking about it for a moment.

 He vaguely remembered the old man once mentioned it.

 Good things are coming now.

 It would probably be the same for anyone else.

 “Then what are you waiting for? Call on the brothers, work harder, and spend the night in the city tonight.”

"Okay, shopkeeper, I'll go and notify you right away."

Huamaguai couldn't help but responded with joy.

 Not long.

 The news is out.

Everyone who was still a little depressed at first felt as if they had been given a shot of blood. The team's speed suddenly increased, and smoke and dust filled the Gobi Desert behind them.

 Only more than a quarter of an hour.

Wait for the team to cross Qiangwu Ridge.

 Sure enough.

 By the last bit of skylight.

Everyone saw from a distance...an ancient small city suddenly appeared.

There are rows of earthen buildings with Western style, row upon row.

On the outermost tower, wind lanterns have been hung, and the light flickers, illuminating a rare commotion.

 “Let's go into the city.”

 Although there is no curfew in the small town.

 But if you enter the city earlier, you can go to a restaurant earlier or take a hot shower.

Who can resist this temptation?

What's more, Kunmo City is located on the only way to pass through the ancient Silk Road. Although it is not big, it is better because various ethnic groups live together, the atmosphere is infinite, and the food alone is infinitely richer than that in Kashgar.

 And they ate yellow sand and dust for several days in the Gobi Desert.

 Finally I can enjoy some meat tonight.

 Think of this.

 Chen Yulou did not hesitate.

　　A wave of the hand.

 In a matter of seconds, the mountains behind me roared like thunder.

 The camel team crossed the mountain ridge and headed straight for the ancient city shrouded in night.

It's obviously Camel Bell Youyou.

But he was forced to run away from the anxious people, feeling like a tiger swallowing thousands of miles. (End of chapter)

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