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

Chapter 99 Taoist Swordsmanship: Ancient Di Qiang Village in Zhelong Mountain

At midnight.

Chen Yulou sat cross-legged.

His eyes were closed and his face was calm.

As he breathed in and out, two streams of white air flowed back and forth between his mouth and nose.

The closer I get to the tomb of King Xian in Zhelong Mountain, the stronger the invisible sense of oppression in my heart becomes.

Although he is always calm and calm in front of others, only he knows how terrifying Zhelongshan Dazang is.

Those scale insect witchcraft are second best.

The most dangerous place.

It is a chaotic corpse hole that can swallow everything, and aconite fleshy mushrooms that are full of eyes.

The corpse cave is tangible and intangible. Once any living being falls into it, even the body of a great demon will be dead.

Tai Sui has been said to be the ancestor of all things since ancient times.

The Dragon Burial Sutra says that wherever the Feng Shui is strong and the purity and turbidity are out of balance, fleshy mushrooms will appear.

And depending on its shape, it has different good and bad luck.

One eye is Tai Sui.

The second eye is green.

Those with both facial features are called Aconitum.

Only when eyes appear all over the body can it be called heavenly shedding.

According to legend, Tianshuo is already the physical body of the ancient evil god left in the world.

Not to mention that he is just a monk at the Qi Refining Pass, even if he has condensed the cauldron and reached the stage of interweaving water and fire, he will be dissolved in an instant when he encounters Tianshen.

But even if it is just Aconitum, it has all the five features and is already regarded as a demonic thing in folk rumors.

Transforming a monster into another form is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

A piece of meat has turned into a human form and shed its body. You can imagine how many years it has taken to practice.

Inside and outside Zhelong Mountain.

At least he was somewhat prepared.

Only for these two ferocious things, especially the Corpse Cave, no particularly good way to restrain them has been thought of so far.

but.

If even he gave up halfway.

Didn’t those guys die in vain?

Therefore, instead of thinking so much, it is better to practice harder.

Like a partridge whistle.

On the day of the appointment, he just gave a few casual instructions. Now more than half a month has passed, and his aura has become thicker and more restrained.

It's only a matter of time before the Qi Yang barrier is broken.

Hua Ling, Hong girl and the old foreigner didn't relax at all.

The flower spirit with the best talent has already vaguely touched the threshold, and is only waiting for an opportunity to cross the dragon gate and step into the Qi Refining Pass.

They are so diligent.

How could Chen Yulou be willing to fall behind?

In the land of southern Yunnan, with its rolling mountains and the particularly dense aura of vegetation between heaven and earth, it was definitely a treasured land for cultivation.

The month after returning from Pingshan.

After several days of seclusion, he had gathered his spiritual seeds, broken the bottleneck, and ascended to three realms in a row.

Now, this is a journey of breathing and practicing.

The state of restraint has been completely stabilized.

The spiritual seeds in the sea of ​​​​qi are also becoming more and more transparent, with green light and green light, like a finely carved jade.

call--

A few weeks passed.

Chen Yulou slowly exhaled.

Since planting the spiritual seed, he has felt that the dirty impurities in his body have become less and less.

Every time you meditate and practice.

It's like a process of marrow cleansing and bone removal.

No wonder there is an old saying that those who eat breath will live long and live a long life. The inside and outside are integrated, free from dust and dirt.

"Refining the form by visualizing in the memory, and then the spiritual consciousness..."

He stood up and looked outside along the window.

White mist shrouded the Zhongying River, and there was silence between heaven and earth. However, the silver moon in the sky was almost disappearing, leaving only a faint outline.

It should be daybreak soon.

Chen Yulou murmured softly.

Although he hadn't slept all night, his eyes were clear and bright, and he didn't look tired at all.

Five realms of Qi refining.

Once you refine your spiritual consciousness, you will be much more confident about stealing Zhelong Mountain.

He calmed down a little.

He did not lie down to rest, but raised his sword and pushed open the door. Snorings could be heard in the rooms on both sides of the corridor.

Others are still asleep.

but……

as he walked outside a house.

It seems that he noticed something.

He glanced inside through the half-open door.

In front of the table facing the window, a figure wearing a long gown was still writing furiously, and from time to time there could be heard the sound of reading.

Iron bars stood nearby.

It looked like it hadn't been moved in a long time.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yulou couldn't help but have a flash of admiration in his eyes.

Yuan Hong has experienced the difficulty of practicing at Pingshan.

You know how valuable a piece of Qi Refining Method is.

Therefore, reading at night by candlelight is really not a lie.

It had awakened many years ago and secretly learned from the Pingshan Corpse King to breathe out and refine his Qi. Although the progress was slow, it relied on so many years of hard work to become a demon body.

Just staying up all night.

There should be no problem with it.

Chen Yulou did not disturb him and allowed him to continue studying diligently. He walked through the corridor with his hands behind his hands and walked up the stairs.

Not long after.

Wait until he steps onto the deck.

A slightly cool breeze blew past my face, sweeping away the depression in my chest.

It's still early in the day.

He didn't delay either.

Taking off the scabbard, the sword was polished like a mirror and a cold light splashed across it.

I could faintly see a phantom like a snake floating in the sword.

"Li Shuguo said that if the sword is nourished in its sheath, it will have spirit."

"But...it doesn't take much to raise such a big monster and fierce soldier."

He looked at the sword with satisfaction.

Ordinary swords are sheathed for a period of time to build momentum.

However, the dragon scale sword incorporates a section of demon tendon that is connected with the essence and blood of the six-winged centipede, creating an evil spirit and overwhelming evil intent.

Of course there is no need to go to such trouble.

His fingers lightly traced the blade of the sword.

As if sensing his aura, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the Dragon Scale Sword.

There is quite a sense of eagerness to try.

"No hurries?"

Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows and smiled.

However, as he said this, his movements were not slow at all. He held the long sword in his hand and stabbed out quickly. His movements were elegant, and he looked a bit like a legendary swordsman.

Although he had asked Partridge Whistle for swordsmanship before.

However, the latter did not know that when he was young, he was taken into the mountains by that old Taoist to practice.

Except for a special skill.

The most important thing is a swordsmanship.

The old man never revealed his identity to him.

However, in these years, Chen Yulou has been able to kill powerful enemies repeatedly with a small magic blade, and he has been stained with countless blood.

The little god looks like a knife.

It's actually a hidden sword.

It's a pity that in order to kill the six-winged centipede that day, he was eventually stained by its poisonous blood and turned into a puddle of molten iron.

In the past, he couldn't see through that sophistication.

Now that he has started to practice, when he thinks about it carefully, he finally realizes that he is not an ordinary person.

It's a pity that my life was a little short, otherwise I might have been able to enter cultivation earlier.

Finished practicing swordsmanship.

Chen Yulou was sweating profusely, but he was not impatient at all, but felt relaxed all over his body.

"Taoist sects have had magic swords since ancient times."

"If I remember correctly, Longhu, Qingcheng, and Maoshan all have swordsmanship inheritance, but I don't know... what is my background?"

Feeling the Dragon Scale Sword becoming more and more connected with his mind.

Chen Yulou thought to himself.

But this swordsmanship.

In his opinion, it was more than elegant, but less murderous.

Although the dragon scale sword can be more complementary.

But for him, it was still a step away.

"If you have a chance, you can go to Qingcheng Mountain or Longhu Mountain."

"Yes, especially the Dragon Tiger and Five Thunder Palace Heavenly Books are also good things."

Think about this.

Chen Yulou put away his sword, held it in his hand, and walked towards the side of the ship.

Unconsciously.

The morning sun rises slowly, and the sunlight breaks through the fog on the water.

Simply contemplate for a moment.

Wait for him to break free from trance. The crew members on the ship were also waking up one after another. Smoke was rising from the cooking pots in Amizhou, and there were many more people on the pier.

"Another day."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Chen Yulou didn't stay any longer and returned to the cabin with his long sword in hand.

Not long after.

Accompanied by ups and downs of movement.

The building boat set sail again, heading west along the Zhongying River.

Time always flies on a boat.

In a blink of an eye.

Another few days passed.

In the past few days, Yuan Hong studied hard day and night and finally understood a thousand words.

Chen Yulou did not lie to it. After confirming that it was correct, he taught it the foundation-building skills.

Yuan Hong was like a treasure. Apart from eating and sleeping, he was almost completely immersed in it during this period.

When it was at Bottle Mountain.

I once spied on the corpse king breathing in the moonlight on the top of the mountain.

Thus embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

Although there is only half a bucket of water, it is equivalent to laying the foundation.

Compared with Kunlun and Hongniang, this kind of foundationless one actually has some advantages.

It is very likely that they will come first.

He surpassed several others and took the lead in completing the Xuan Dao Convincing Qi Building Foundation Skill.

I just don’t know, who can be one step ahead, between it and Hua Ling?

"Let's go to Nanjian..."

After the ship turned into the Yuanjiang River, because the water area was wide, they were heading along the current, and their speed was much faster than when they were in the Nanpanjiang River.

this day.

It's not yet noon.

Bamo's familiar voice sounded in the corridor.

"arrive?"

"Nanjian, why does this place sound familiar?"

"How can I not be familiar with it? Didn't I tell you everything a few days ago? When the ship arrived at the ancient city of Nanjian, it changed the horse team and took the land route."

"Then I can ride a horse and travel. Damn it, I never want to take a boat again in my life."

"Who isn't? You've been sitting here for seven or eight days, right?"

The doors opened one after another, and a group of domino players rushed to the corridor without even paying attention to the cards in their hands, eagerly seeking confirmation from Bamo.

"It's here, it's here."

"You guys can't stand it after just one ride?"

Bamo smiled helplessly.

He has been sailing across water all his life.

If you are like them, you will never survive.

The ship slowly entered the ferry. As soon as it docked, everyone couldn't wait to carry their luggage, cargo, and most importantly, the horse, onto the pier.

Chen Yulou and others were last.

Stand on the side of the ship with Barmer.

"Apu, we are leaving today. If we cross this waterway again, we will hire your boat again."

Chen Yulou smiled.

"Well, I can still earn your two cents."

Ba Mo also grinned.

But there was a hint of reluctance in those turbid eyes.

After responding, he held the hookah and smoked it.

We have been together for more than ten days. From being strangers at the beginning to becoming inseparable friends now, it would be a lie to say that we are willing to part with each other.

"By the way, the Tengyue area where you are going is mostly filled with uncivilized natives."

"Gu Di Qiang, Gu Bai Pu, Bai Yue, San Miao, Dong Hu, and even Tubo and Jurchen, be careful not to provoke them at will."

I heard his instructions.

Chen Yulou also felt a little emotional.

He mentioned it once when we were chatting before.

Unexpectedly, Bamo took it to heart and was worried that they would suffer a loss before leaving.

"Okay, I see."

Looking at the weathered face, Chen Yulou nodded.

He really wanted to say that when he returned from Zhelong Mountain, he would most likely go to Fuxian Lake and ask Bamo if he wanted to return to his old place.

But after thinking about it, I forgot about it.

For them, Fuxian Lake is mysterious and distant, but for Bamo, that experience in his youth was a nightmare that has been with him for most of his life.

"Let's go."

"Old man, I have to take a nap too. I didn't sleep well all night."

Bamo waved his hand and muttered something.

But his steps didn't move a step.

Instead, he watched a group of them disembark from the boat, mount their horses, and gradually disappear on the road outside the ancient city. Then he put down the hookah and let out a long sigh.

He didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably empty in his heart.

Even Bamo himself felt a little strange. He had given it away to others a lot in the past few years, but it was never like this.

"Ada, do you want to go into town for a drink?"

Several guys walked by and asked him.

They all came from the same village, and after all, Bamo was still their elder.

According to past habits, we will definitely spend the night at the dock today. This trip is finally over, and everyone's anxious hearts have fallen back into their stomachs.

The ancient city of Nanjian is not as good as the Amizhou when I came here.

This place has been the chieftain's city since ancient times.

There are countless merchant and passenger ships heading there. They have been here several times before and are quite familiar with this place.

Several young people have been invited to drink.

Bamo was known as a drunkard in the village.

But this time he just waved his hand.

"You're old, go ahead on your own, just don't be too late."

"Oh……"

Although a little confused.

But the guy who finally got the chance to get off the boat didn't dare to delay. He immediately got off the boat and rushed to the city.

Bamo was leaning against the side of the boat, looking in the distance in the direction where the cavalry disappeared, and smoking his hookah silently.

"You guys... you have to live."

Regarding Chen Yulou and their identities.

He actually had some guesses, but he never took the initiative to ask.

But others are mature and can make some vague judgments.

In the Tengyue area, the chieftains and tribes had complex forces. Except for the merchants on the Tea Horse Road, most people would go all the way there.

Although they brought a lot of goods in large and small bags.

But Bamo knew that they were definitely not businessmen.

People who are looking for a living cannot develop such a temperament.

He muttered something to himself.

He then put down the hookah, hunched over and walked step by step to the bottom of the cabin.

the other side.

After disembarking.

Chen Yulou and his party did not delay at all.

It only takes more than half a day to get from the ancient city of Nanjian to the outside of Zhelong Mountain, but it is already close to noon. If you go slower, you may have to arrive at night.

Fortunately.

Although there are rugged mountain roads all the way.

Walk along the Tea Horse Road.

They still rushed into the Zhelong Mountain boundary before sunset.

However, there is still a long way to go from where King Xian’s tomb is located.

Ahead is an endless stretch of primeval dense forest.

now.

Chen Yulou was riding on horseback, looking at the snowy peak several thousand meters in the distance.

Even in such hot weather, the mountain tops are still covered with snow.

The sun sets from the peak.

Light exposure.

The entire Zhelong Mountain was suddenly shrouded in golden light, which made people feel insignificant.

He finally understood why the road across the snow-capped mountains was directly rejected.

Just by the equipment they have.

Of the fifty people in the group, it was rare for even half of them to survive.

"Shopkeeper, there is a big river in front of us. Brothers exploring the road said they found a village on the other side of the river. What should you do?"

Just as they were admiring the wonders of the Sunset Golden Mountain.

asked a fellow, riding back.

"The stockade?"

"Have you seen anyone? What kind of clothes are they wearing? Do they have any characteristics?"

Chen Yulou threw away a few questions.

"See you."

"It's a man holding a wooden sword. He wears clothes with a round collar and a red cloth wrapped around his forehead. He seems to be quite hostile to us."

"A bandage on your head?"

After hearing this, Chen Yulou understood instantly.

There is a high probability that they are the descendants of the ancient Di and Qiang people, the Wa people who have lived here for generations.

"Go and try to make contact. Can you let us enter the stronghold?"

(End of this chapter)