Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 13 Brother Chen is too humble
  but……

Partridge Whistle frowned, still a little unbelievable.

To the person in front of me.

He asked himself that he understood quite well.

Since Mr. Zhang passed away, the gold-touching sect has been silent.

Faqiu has not appeared for many years.

And his lineage of moving mountains also declined.

In today's world of fighting, the Xiling family is almost the only one.

The Chen family is the leader of three generations of thieves.

He, Chen Yulou, has been destined to have a golden life since he was born. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has a golden spoon in his mouth.

Life is also smooth sailing.

He took over Changsheng Mountain when he was only ten years old, and had more than 100,000 warriors to dismount the mountain.

Such a huge force would be shocking in any era.

What's more, Xieling is said to be from the Red Eyebrow Army, which turns into a bandit in its free time and becomes a rogue army in wartime.

Ever since we met.

In his impression, Chen Yulou was arrogant, confident and unruly.

In addition, he has unparalleled opportunities, and his skills and knowledge are extraordinary.

Even if it is not run by the previous generations of the Chen family, it is the family legacy he left behind.

Based on his ability alone, he can be regarded as the most famous person in the world.

But if you want to say that he is related to words such as practicing in seclusion and attaining Taoism, you will not believe it even if you beat him to death.

Rather...

Look at his demeanor and tone at this moment.

It's not like being fake.

For a moment, he was even more confused and confused.

"Brother Chen is not joking, are you trying to trick me?"

There was silence for a moment.

Partridge Whistle couldn't help but ask.

This matter was most likely related to the life and death of his clan, so he couldn't help but be extremely cautious.

"Hahaha, Brother Dao thinks that's the case."

Chen Yulou held the tea cup, took a sip, and said with a half-smile.

"The tea is good, how many of you would like to try it?"

Although it is an old mountain tea from Miao Jiang, it is completely different from what he drinks on a daily basis. It can even be described as poor, but when you taste it carefully, it has a unique flavor.

Can't help but recommend.

However, Partridge Whistle was so anxious right now that his mind was in a mess and he couldn't think of tasting tea.

"Brother Chen, it's easy to talk about tea."

"How about clarifying my brother's doubts first?"

"Otherwise, Yang may have trouble sleeping all night."

Partridge Whistle vaguely noticed something.

But the clues are like flowers in the well, visible but not tangible.

"Brother Dao is still that impatient."

Chen Yulou waved his hand.

However, he did not continue to whet his appetite, but said calmly.

"Brother Taoist, you know that Chen once followed an old Taoist and went into the mountains to practice for ten years."

"So... I also know a little bit about this sect's methods."

This rhetoric.

He had it figured out from the beginning.

Isao Aoki is one of his biggest secrets.

It can never be exposed.

It was just right to start cultivating Taoism when I was young.

"Practice in the mountains?"

Partridge Whistle was shocked.

He really didn't know that Chen Yulou had such a past event.

If it is true, then everything seems to be explained.

Why did he suddenly appear here.

The backyard where he alone lived happened to have traces of spiritual energy breathing out.

Think of this.

Partridge Whistle took a deep breath.

He looked at Chen Yulou with burning eyes.

"Can I ask one more question, Brother Chen... what level of cultivation have you reached now?"

But as soon as the words came out.

He felt again that he seemed a little hasty.

This is the most taboo thing in the world.

How can such a secret be asked casually?

but……

What he didn't know was.

Chen Yulou had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

I'm not afraid of the partridge whistle asking, but I'm afraid that he won't ask.

But nothing showed on his face.

Instead, there was only a trace of shame, and he shook his head and sighed.

"Chen has a dull talent. After so many years, he hasn't developed a skill yet."

"..."

Hear this. The partridge whistle was silent for a moment.

I just feel a sense of depression under my chest, and I want to let it out but I can't.

Isn't this guy really taking the opportunity to show off?
  How old has he been since he started practicing cultivation? How many years older than Chen Yulou?

But as of today, I haven’t even touched the threshold.

Thinking again of the majestic energy I felt outside Yizhuang before.

Partridge Whistle couldn't help but reveal a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

Without even realizing it, people have reached this level.

If this is all stupid and knows a little bit, then who is he?
  "Brother Chen... you are too humble."

a while.

He said faintly.

"Brother Taoist, there is no need to be discouraged. Cultivation is a matter of accumulation."

"Maybe one day brother Dao will have an epiphany..."

Chen Yulou waved his hand.

If you don’t return to your hometown with your brocade clothes, it’s like walking in brocade clothes at night.

It's not easy to find someone who knows the stuff.

Of course you have to add a few words.

However, he also knew that this kind of thing was too much and it was best to stop it.

Therefore, after making a casual remark, he decisively shut up and then changed the subject.

"By the way, I haven't asked yet, why is Brother Dao here?"

"You won't be eyeing Pingshan like Chen, right?"

Hear this.

Partridge Whistle didn't have time to speak.

Suddenly a lively and cute face popped out from behind him, shaking his head with a smile.

"No, we are going to the tomb of King Yelang to look for the dragon..."

"Flower Spirit!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a partridge whistle.

The little girl also knew that she almost spilled the beans.

He secretly stuck out his tongue.

He hid behind his senior brother again, not daring to speak anymore.

Chen Yulou pretended not to hear, and just frowned, "It turns out that Brother Dao is going to visit the tomb of Prince Yelang."

"Yes."

In this regard, Partridge Whistle did not hide it.

He nodded calmly.

He thought Chen Yulou was interested in the artifacts in the tomb.

He moved all over the mountain just for the Muchen Bead and never cared about gold and jade.

However, Chen Yulou did not take the opportunity to propose visiting the tomb together. Instead, he shook his head and sighed.

"It's a pity. Brother Taoist, I'm afraid I'll run out of time here."

"Empty?"

Hearing this, Partridge whistled and was stunned.

His mind was instantly aroused, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Chen, what do you mean?"

"Yang really didn't understand."

For the tomb of King Yelang.

The three of them, brother and sister, had put a lot of thought into it.

Finally, I found some clues from the vast ancient books.

But before he left, Chen Yulou said that he wanted to run away. How could he not think in a hurry?
  "Don't hide it from the three of you."

"A few years ago, I took a fancy to that big tomb and took many experts from Changsheng Mountain there, hoping to make a fortune. But when I went there, I discovered that someone had already climbed there first."

"It's just an empty bucket!"

"Wh...what!"

This time.

Not just a partridge whistle.

Hua Ling and the old foreigner were also shocked.

"Brother Chen, this matter is extremely important to me, so I can't even make fun of it."

"Exactly!"

Facing the questioning, complicated, and heart-wrenching gazes of the three people.

Although Chen Yulou couldn't bear it.

But he still nodded calmly.

Because the tomb of King Yelang had indeed been robbed long ago.

Even for two thousand years, it has been repeatedly dug out, not to mention the elixirs and jewels, even the tomb bricks with murals have been pried away.

Therefore, although he lied, it was still a white lie.

"This……"

See him looking serious.

Partridge Whistle felt as if someone had stabbed him hard in the heart.

That deep sense of confusion and powerlessness.

Let him sit back on the wooden chair, looking up to the sky, his face full of despair.

Seeing that the purpose was achieved.

Chen Yulou did not waste any time and said quickly.

"Brother Dao, actually this is not necessarily a bad thing. Without the tomb of Prince Yelang, wouldn't there still be Pingshan?"

(End of this chapter)