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

Chapter 64: Spiritual orifice planting fire, life is connected

Standing in the tent with hands behind hands.

Chen Yulou just looked around without speaking.

It seems that it is very interesting to peek at the sky above through the gap.

As for Kunlun, he was as silent as ever.

From the moment he entered the door, he stepped aside and stood quietly with an expressionless face.

The halberd was carried on his shoulders, and a cold light flickered from time to time on the exposed tip.

See this situation.

The old ape was sitting on pins and needles.

Suddenly there is a feeling that a storm is coming.

Under the oppression of the heavenly power, which was like a prison, it felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and breathing became extremely difficult.

Don't know how long.

Chen Yulou seemed to finally remember that there were other people in the tent.

He slowly withdrew his gaze and landed on Bai Yuan.

"Chen came here today to give you two choices."

"Surrender or die, choose one."

His voice was extremely calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Bai Yuan's face suddenly turned bitter.

Rather...

It felt completely normal again.

People use knives to cut it into fish and meat.

Success and defeat have always been the only laws of the dark jungle.

It has lived for decades.

From an ignorant wild monkey, I became enlightened and spiritually enlightened, and then practiced breathing and practicing.

Apes of the same age as it had already turned into withered bones.

Even the beasts in the mountains, no matter how ferocious and powerful they are, cannot escape death and reincarnation.

die?
  Of course it doesn't want to.

The ants are still surviving, and they have managed to survive until today.

How could it be willing to die like this?
  The hesitation in the old ape's eyes only lasted for less than a moment. The next moment, it slowly fell to the ground.

The meaning is self-evident.

"A very smart choice."

Chen Yulou was not surprised by its actions.

Apart from being unable to speak, this old ape is almost indistinguishable from a human being.

"Let go of the spiritual orifice."

"No matter what you do, don't struggle. Otherwise, even Chen can't guarantee whether there will be an accident."

hear the word.

The white ape lying on the ground could not help but feel his heart tremble.

Its spiritual orifice is like the inner elixir condensed by a six-winged centipede, connected with the life of the body.

Once you let go, it is equivalent to handing over your wealth and life to others.

What is the difference between this and death?
  The old ape was full of resentment, but...if he let go, there was still a glimmer of hope. If he dared to resist, that would be the real end of life.

thought here.

Without any hesitation, it raised its head and slowly released its spiritual orifice.

only……

Looking at it, it's hard to hide its loneliness.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.

What does this old ape mean?
  Do you think I'm the kind of person who's hungry?

He glanced at Kunlun from the corner of his eye and saw that his back was turned to him, guarding the tent door, and he was secretly relieved.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders in the tent.

If someone saw this, they would think that Chen Boutou had some strange hobby.

call-

He let out a foul breath.

Chen Yulou shook his head to dispel the random thoughts in his heart.

And point like a sword.

A wisp of green wood spiritual energy in the sea of ​​​​qi wraps around the fingertips.

It landed gently on the white ape's forehead.

In an instant.

It just felt a buzzing in its mind.

It seemed as if something suddenly broke into it, like a terrifying power from heaven, making it tremble uncontrollably and almost fall to the ground.

Fortunately.

That domineering and boundless momentum went away as quickly as it came.

In just a moment, it disappeared from my mind without a trace.

The white ape sat down on the ground with a bang, his silver fur almost wet with cold sweat, and he breathed heavily.

It was not easy to recover from the panic.

It glanced at itself subconsciously.

But I found that nothing seemed to have changed from before.

wrong……

Soon, it frowned again.

There seems to be something extra in the spiritual orifice.

Unfortunately, when he was still thinking about it, that calm voice sounded in his ears again.

"Kunlun, untie it."

Kunlun, who was guarding the door, immediately strode over and untied the corpse rope in a few moments.

"Next, you can move around freely."

"But you are not allowed to leave the camp."

Chen Yulou said a few words and left with Kunlun.

Until the two figures disappeared outside the tent door.

Bai Yuan was still in disbelief.

His heart was beating wildly, and after hesitating for a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind, and moved to the door little by little, opened the corner of the curtain, and peeked out secretly.

The two figures had already gone away.

The people who guarded it last night have also left.

Seeing this, its eyes widened and it felt like it had seen a ghost.

Just, just let it go?
  As usual.

With its character, it has long been unable to hold back and is ready to run away secretly.

But the current situation made him hesitate.

I always felt that the man named Chen had dug a big hole for himself.

Just waiting to jump in.

After hesitating for a moment, the old ape gritted his teeth, put down the curtain door, and turned back to the tent.

I pulled a piece of carpet and rolled it up a few times.

Lie down inside.

I was so frightened last night that I didn't even close my eyes.

It doesn't want to worry about anything now, it just wants to have a good sleep.

It's all here.

No matter how much you ponder, it's all in vain.

It has been sitting in Baiyuan Cave looking at the Pingshan Mountain for so many years. It has no brains and has died long ago. All the bones and dregs are left.

Although I don’t know what the person named Chen did to his spiritual orifice.

But it's not a good thing to think about.

Besides, even if no one is looking at it, there is still that damn phoenix.

Last night in Pingshan there was a cry that pierced the clouds and cracked the rocks.

It almost scared it to death.

It is not yet confident enough to be able to avoid the phoenix bird's pursuit.

So, it’s better to be honest and sleep well before we talk.

between camps.

Chen Yulou was strolling towards his residence with his hands behind his back.

It seems to feel something.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but bring up a smile.

He dared to leave the White Ape alone, so he had absolute confidence.

It's different from the Contract Angry Chicken.

Instead, he used the art of controlling animals to inject a spiritual seed into its spiritual aperture.

As long as the old ape dares to have different intentions.

With just one thought, he could make it live worse than death, or die directly.

but.

Looking at it from now on.

The old ape was still alert and didn't pretend to be smart.

Kunlun, who had been following closely behind him, saw the shopkeeper suddenly laugh, and he was even more confused as he was already confused.

Walk for a while.

I don’t know how many times I looked back.

I was afraid that the monkey would sneak away while they were away.

"Okay, don't think about it."

"Go back and have a good sleep."

"When you wake up, it's time to start home."

How could his little moves escape Chen Yulou's notice? Seeing the troubled look on his face, he couldn't help but laugh.

Being poked into the mind.

Kunlun scratched his head and grinned.

Without thinking too much, I randomly found an unoccupied tent and got in to get ready to sleep.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou also stretched himself.

From the day I went down the mountain early yesterday to now.

Barely slept a wink.

Yawning, he lay down and cleared his mind. After a while, the sound of steady breathing gradually began to sound.

It was quiet on his side.

Not far away, in a tent, the atmosphere became increasingly lively.

After listening to the senior brother's narration.

Hua Ling and the old foreigner couldn't hide the joy on their faces.

The teachings left by the ancestors of the clan are actually true.

Cultivation... can really suppress ghost curses.

You know, for thousands of years, no one has stepped out of that realm, so whether it is true or not, it has always been a myth.

But today.

Big Brother has proved this with his actions.

How not to make the two of them feel excited.

"pity……"

"There is only one golden elixir."

Seeing the smiles on the faces of his junior brothers and sisters, Partridge Whistle was excited, but at the same time he couldn't help but secretly feel a little worried.

If only cultivating the Tao was really that easy.

Not even in his generation, and I have never heard of anyone actually doing it.

Although he is among them now.

But Partridge Whistle still felt that his luck was greater than his strength.

Tao and secular, immortal and mortal.

Separated by a natural chasm that makes people despair and insurmountable.

Not to mention, there are also shackles such as talent, skills, and skills.

How difficult is it to break the shackles and be free?
  But now is a rare time to be happy. He couldn't even remember how long it had been since he had seen such a wanton smile on the faces of his junior fellow apprentices, especially the old foreigners.

Partridge Whistle didn't want to spoil the mood.

I can only hide this worry in my heart and plan to ask Chen Yulou when I have time.

After all, he had never taken a golden elixir, but he still broke the shackles, internally refined Xiyi, and stepped into the Qi refining level.

Maybe Hua Ling and the old foreigner can do it too.

"Senior brother, next... shall we continue to search for beads?"

Suddenly.

Hua Ling raised her little face, and curiosity flashed in her pure eyes.

Hear this.

The old foreigner also looked at the senior brother subconsciously.

Follow the plan before coming.

They planned to cross the Miao border first and head to the Yunnan-Guizhou border to rob the tomb of King Yelang.

If not.

Then try your luck at the old site of Xiaoboluguo.

But now, because of Pingshan, all plans have been disrupted.

Looking at those two young but extremely tired faces.

Partridge Whistle shook his head, "Go back to Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

"what?"

Hua Linghe's old foreigner's heart moved.

His face was full of surprise.

There is also a strong sense of expectation.

Thousands of years ago, due to the outbreak of a ghost curse, the prophet of the tribe sacrificed his life to divine a divination for the tribe.

The results show that the only glimmer of hope lies in the Central Plains.

As a result, the Zagrama clan continued to migrate to the interior for more than a thousand years.

It was not until a hundred years ago that they finally settled in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

It became another clan place.

All three of them were born and raised there.

For them, that village may be small, but it has a unique meaning.

is home.

It is a place where you can place your trust.

"I said I won't run away for now."

"I'm going back home. I haven't been back for a long time. It's time to go and worship my ancestors."

Partridge Whistle smiled slightly and repeated it again.

Hear this.

The senior brother and sister finally confirmed that they heard correctly.

His eyes lit up and his heart beat faster.

Hua Ling was young and couldn't help but cheer.

Although the old foreigner on the side was as tensed as possible, the relief on his face could not be concealed at all.

Calculate the time.

From the last time I went out.

It seems like it's been almost three years.

Over the years, they traveled widely.

Countless ancient tombs were stolen, but what they got was disappointment again and again.

Physically and mentally, I endured unimaginable fatigue.

now……

I can finally go home.

Hua Ling held her chin with her little hand, her mind filled with scenes from her childhood.

His eyes were blurry, and he couldn't help but feel a little crazy for a moment.

"Okay, I haven't slept all night. Let's have a good rest first."

Feeling the two people's reactions.

Partridge Whistle breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than three years since I came out.

He only thought about whether he could find Muchen Bead as soon as possible.

But they didn't consider whether they missed home.

Fortunately.

Now I practice Taoism and enter the country.

Finally, I found a light in the vast night and saw a glimmer of hope.

He took his junior brother and left from the Hualing tent.

All the way back to the residence.

After being tense, the old foreigner suddenly relaxed and felt tiredness welling up in his heart. He fell asleep soon after lying down.

But Partridge Whistle was still not sleepy at all.

I thought about it.

Still got up and walked to the desk, taking out paper and pen.

He wanted to write down the Xuan Dao Convincing Qi Foundation Building Technique.

Even if it has already been engraved in my mind.

Don’t dare to forget a single word.

But in such an important Taoist inheritance, even if there is just one missing word, the slightest difference will lead to a huge mistake.

Pick out the best page from the few papers you carry with you.

Smooth it out bit by bit and press it down with a paperweight.

Only then did he pick up his pen and write.

The speed is extremely slow, and every word is checked repeatedly.

Until three poles above the sun, the scorching sun hangs high in the sky.

He then exhaled and slowly put down his pen.

The white paper is already densely covered with writing.

When the ink dried, he carefully rolled up the paper and put it into the bamboo tube containing the map.

“It’s passed down from generation to generation.”

"One day I will find the pearl."

Feeling the settling feeling of the bamboo tube, Partridge Whistle felt relaxed all over.

Even though his eyes were bloodshot because he hadn't slept for too long.

But his eyes were blazing, as if a flame had been ignited.

He walked to the corner of the tent, picked up the cold mountain spring water, and washed his face with cold water to wash away his fatigue and sleepiness.

The partridge whistle did not dare to delay.

He returned to the couch, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, and began to practice.

Qi refining pass is only the first step of cultivation.

There is still a long way to go for him.

There is not much time, so every second counts.

Amidst the even breathing of the old foreigner, he quickly fell into trance.

According to what is described in the foundation building technique, the surrounding spiritual energy is guided bit by bit and integrated into the sea of ​​qi and dantian.

Time passed by minute by minute.

In a blink of an eye.

It's already noon.

Huamaguai, who had only rested for a few hours, had already woken up early.

Currently standing in the middle of the camp.

While calculating the way back, I greeted the guy who was packing his luggage.

The entire camp was full of busy figures.

Wait until you are almost busy.

He bit into a steamed bun he found out from somewhere.

Suddenly I realized that although this trip seemed to have taken a long time, it was actually only about ten days or half a month.

And most of the time.

Also used in preparation.

In order to search for the realgar, their group spent three or four days.

And from going to the grave to leaving.

But it only took less than two days.

He is also an old man. Over the years, he has stolen a lot of ancient tombs with the shopkeeper.

It's the first time it's done so fast.

For a moment, others couldn't help but froze.

I always feel like something is not quite right.

But for a while I couldn’t figure it out.

"What do you think?"

"Come on, do you have anything to eat? Give me one."

While he was hesitating, a familiar laughter suddenly came from behind.

Huamaguai bit it subconsciously and almost choked.

He coughed several times before looking back.

At a glance, he saw not far away, the shopkeeper with swaying sleeves approaching with his hands behind his back.

His eyes were like ancient wells, and there was an indescribable sense of freedom between his brows.

Yes.

Huamaguai seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his heart.

The reason why Pingshan and his party were able to go so smoothly seemed to be all due to the strategizing skills of the shopkeeper.

At this moment, it was like there was a pair of invisible hands.

Clear out the mess in his mind.

Things that I couldn't figure out suddenly became extremely clear.

"Have."

"Shopkeeper, whatever you want to eat, I'll get it right away."

Thoughts were surging in his heart, and it took him a long time to realize that the shopkeeper had already arrived.

How dare Huamaguai delay, he said quickly.

"Eat what you have."

"I don't choose."

How could Chen Yulou have imagined that Huamaguai would think of so many things in such a short time? He just waved his hand and said casually.

While talking.

The curtain door of the tent on the side was opened from the inside.

A tall and cold figure walked out.

Astonishingly, it was the partridge whistle that ended the practice.

He first said hello to Chen Yulou, and then smiled and cupped his hands towards Huama.

"Brother Kidnapper, please give me one too."

"……it is good."

Huamaguai was a little confused.

When his eyes fell on the smiling face, he felt that this mountain-moving leader seemed a little different from usual.

He is usually taciturn.

There is still a time to be so lively.

He didn't dare to think too much, so he answered and quickly ran to the place where he was eating.

In a blink of an eye.

There were only two people left in the clearing.

"Brother Chen, Yang just wants to ask you something."

"Can I practice cultivation without the golden elixir?"

(End of this chapter)