Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

 “Mural?”

　　The partridge whistle that is still indecisive.

 Hearing this, his eyes couldn't help but brighten, and he subconsciously looked around.

I saw that Chen Yulou had crossed the sarcophagus and approached the deepest part of the stone chamber at some unknown time.

The firelight flickered on the wall.

 But it was dark and foggy there, making it difficult to see clearly, and it was easy to miss.

Looking intently at this moment, in the dim light, a thick and colorful shadow wall faintly emerged.

Seeing this situation, Partridge Whistle didn't dare to think wildly. He pushed the coffin lid back and sealed it tightly. Then he took off the phosphorus tube and strode towards Chen Yulou.

 On the bottom wall of the stone chamber.

There are six or seven colorful paintings scattered in different parts.

 Because it has been sealed in dust for thousands of years and no one has set foot on it, the colored ink has not been damaged at all.

 Compared with what I saw before in the altar under the ancient city of Xiye, it is much better preserved.

The artist's skills are also much higher, and the composition of the painting is exquisite. Often, with just a few strokes, the characters in the painting can be expressed extremely vividly, lifelike, and vividly.

 Taking a brief look at it.

Partridge Whistle was attracted by the contents of the mural.

However, after reading the first three pictures, he couldn't hide his surprise and couldn't help but look back at the sarcophagus several times.

 The appearance of the camel button gold seal before.

 Let him think that the owner of the tomb is the Lord of Gumo.

But judging from the murals, this is not necessarily the case. To be precise, it should be Prince Gumo, known as the Son of the Sun, the God of War in the Western Regions, and the most heroic and proficient warrior in the Thirty-Six Ancient Kingdoms.

 The murals also use large-scale brushwork to focus on depicting his military power.

　　Since he was a child, he has shown extraordinary bravery.

 At the age of five, he learned the art of bow and horse.

 When he was nine years old, he hunted back a Tianshan snow wolf alone, which shocked the entire tribe.

 At the age of thirteen, he commanded the army and wiped out four bandits.

 In the next few years, he fought in various battles and almost never lost. Although he was a prince, he was no different from the king.

In just a few years, he has gained such a great reputation among the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions that almost everyone knows about him.

In the mural, he rides a white horse and wears iron armor. He is high-spirited and outstanding in military prowess. With a raise of his arms, he is followed by a cloud of followers!

 But starting from the fourth painting, the style of painting began to change.

Although Prince Gumo has outstanding military exploits, the Gumo Kingdom is a subordinate and oppressed country. It must pay tribute in large quantities of gold, silver, jade, and cattle and sheep slaves every year.

He was unwilling to do so and went to the ancient city of Jingjue several times, trying to ask the king to grant his subjects freedom, but unfortunately, from beginning to end, he did not even see the face of King Jingjue.

So Prince Gumo resolutely decided to go and assassinate him.

 When the eyes scanned the fifty-sixth picture scroll.

 When he looked at the veiled woman with an indifferent expression on the throne.

Partridge Whistle couldn’t help but jump heavily at the corners of his eyes.

 The woman in the painting is exactly the same as the queen they saw in the altar of Xiye Ancient City that day.

“So… the woman who unified all the countries in the Western Region is the Queen of Jingjue?!”

 There seemed to be a thunderbolt falling in his mind.

 All the doubts and confusions that day were all cleared up at this moment.

 “It’s interesting to look at this last one.”

Listening to his murmured exclamation, Chen Yulou did not respond, but pointed in front of him and said with a meaningful smile.

"What?"

Partridge Whistle raised his eyebrows and raised the phosphorus tube in his hand.

Although the firelight is no longer as blazing as before, it can still reflect the huge colorful scroll clearly.

 Looking at it carefully, there are two stories narrated in the scroll.

 The former is about Prince Gumo sneaking into the ancient city of Jingjue to assassinate him.

The prince was seen hiding under the shadow of the stone pillar, and the warriors accompanying him had already broken into the throne room with their swords in hand.

 The queen, who has always been veiled, rarely shows her back this time.

Looking at the assassin in front of her, she did not show the slightest panic. She just gently lifted the veil, and then the warrior assassin from the Gumo Kingdom...disappeared.

 That’s right.

 It just disappears into thin air.

Like raindrops falling into a river or mist under the scorching sun, they are evaporated.

"how come?"

Partridge Whistle frowned, with disbelief written all over his face.

 A living person.

Just lifted the veil and glanced at him, and then the whole thing was gone?

Even though he had seen countless weird things, the scene before him was still beyond his comprehension.

 The art of witchcraft?

 Or the devil's method?

 At least the methods he has seen are absolutely unable to do this.

“Brother Chen, what’s going on?”

After taking a few deep breaths, Partridge Whistle didn’t even bother to read the content of the second half of the article. He just felt confused and numb.

 “Watch her eyes.”

Chen Yulou did not look back, but stretched out his hand across the mysterious female figure.

 Although it’s just a side view.

 But under the veil, we can still see the tip of the iceberg.

The Queen's eyes... are as dark as ink, endlessly deep, without any white of them, as if they were embedded with two black jade beads, and there is a sense of cunning snake movement.

Partridge Whistle only glanced at it.

 For a moment, the whole person felt a sense of horror that he was trapped in it and it was difficult to escape.

Countless images flashed before my eyes.

Someone whispered in my ear.

 At last the picture was frozen, and the whisper in the ears condensed into four simple words.

 “Jade eyeballs!”

When he saw the jade eyeball under the altar that day, he recognized it. It was clearly the Muchen Bead imitated by the ancestors of the ancient Zagrama line.

 “Brother Dao also noticed it.”

 Seeing him tell the truth, Chen Yulou slowly turned around.

“Do you still remember the rumors recorded in the murals in Xiye Ancient City?”

“The queen made a deal with the gods and gained boundless magic power, and she has since swept through all the countries in the Western Region.”

“Could this so-called magic power be her demonic eyes?”

 Chen Yulou’s voice was not loud.

But it seems to contain a kind of tension that can penetrate people's hearts.

 “Demon pupil…”

 Simple two words.

 It is like a pair of invisible hands, pushing away the heavy clouds and fog.

Yes.

In all the murals I saw along the way, the queen never showed her true face, even if she was the most beautiful woman in the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions.

 So, she must be covering something up.

  Or it must be so.

 Because she cannot control the power in her eyes, if it is revealed at will, it will bring unimaginable disasters.

 “…eyes again!”

The giant-eyed black snake, the queen's demonic pupils, and the red-spotted ghost curse that reappeared on the back of the neck after entering the Western Region.

 All kinds of things, everything.

 All of them are inextricably linked to the eyeballs and cannot be separated.

 But what exactly it is, Partridge Whistle cannot guess at all.

In ancient times, a prophet's eyes suddenly died in order to find out the truth. The sage also paid the price with his life before he divined the three words "Muchen Pearl".

 Thousands of years later.

The people of the tribe have always been on the road to pursue it.

Now, although he has had it for a long time, he is still unable to pry into it.

 The only thing that can be confirmed is.

Although Muchen Bead is also known as Phoenix Dangers, it actually has nothing to do with the Phoenix.

 It should be the eyes of some unknown entity.

 A great demon, a devil or a legendary god?

 Other than that, he couldn't think of anything that could affect it for thousands of years without being used up. “Brother Chen, what is the approximate age of this ancient country?”

Finally freed from distracting thoughts, Partridge Whistle suddenly thought of an extremely important issue that he had ignored.

 Among the Zagrama tribe, there is no record at all about the kingdoms of Jingjue, Xiye and Gumo.

 They are also the indigenous people of this desert.

 He wanted to know what happened after the people of his lineage left.

“From those ancient artifacts and utensils, as well as murals.”

“Jingjue probably existed between the Western Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms.”

The second half of the last mural tells the story of Prince Gumo uniting all the countries in the Western Regions to attack the queen, and finally destroying the city, causing the ancient kingdom of Jingjue to perish.

 The golden bead they had obtained in the treasure-stealing team before.

 The timeline extends to the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

  So the ending with Three Kingdoms is also deduced from this.

 “The Two Han and Three Kingdoms…no wonder.”

Partridge Whistle nodded and then understood.

 The prophets and sages appeared before the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

It is too far away from this.

 It was equivalent to two thousand years after their pulse moved that Queen Jingjue appeared in the Western Region.

“Brother Dao, there’s no need to worry, at least we’ve got enough information for now, right?”

 Perceiving his change in mood, Chen Yulou comforted him softly.

The road seems chaotic.

But in fact, every step taken leads to the ancient city of Jingjue, the Samsara Sect, the Snow Demon Country, the Ghost Cave and the Snake God.

 An invisible gray line runs throughout.

 When you get under the holy mountain and enter the ghost cave through the ancient city, everything will naturally come to light.

At the moment, they are walking in the vast and endless desert, just like the dark night has passed and the dawn is ushering in.

"yes."

Partridge Whistle let out a breath.

Raised his head, his frowning eyebrows relaxed, and the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated.

 Their family has been waiting for thousands of years.

How come there are so many extra days?

 “What’s next?”

Looking across the last part of the ink mural.

Partridge Whistle looked around again.

The stone chamber has reached its end now, and there is no more secret door or tunnel.

 “I still have to go and see the well water.”

Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.

The real purpose of their trip was not to share the tomb of Prince Gumo, but to visit the ancient well.

 In the blink of an eye, it has been here for almost half a quarter of an hour.

 If you delay any longer.

With the characters of Kunlun, Guaizi and the old foreigner, I am afraid they will be chased down.

 “I almost forgot about this.”

Partridge Whistle slapped his forehead, and there was a bit more smile on his usually stern face.

Without further delay, the two of them carried the lamp over the bones everywhere, and passed through three stone doors in succession. The dry air was suddenly covered with cold and moist air.

Handling on the rope, Chen Yulou jumped forward to break through the lingering mist in the ancient well. A golden light floated in the depths of his eyes, and in less than a moment, an overwhelming wave of water vapor came towards him.

 Wrap your wrists together and step on the water with your toes.

 The force of the fall dissipated instantly.

 The whole person was suspended above the well water.

The partridge whistle was not slow, and there was only a clear and crisp sound of the mechanism above the head. It must have been a digger used to climb the mountain. Sure enough, the next moment, he was like a gecko clinging to the moss-covered, wet Descending on the slippery and heavy well wall.

Hold a lit fire stick and throw it to the bottom of the well.

The light of fire cuts through the fog.

 A deep pool of water appeared in the sight of the two of them.

The bottom of the well was much larger than they imagined.

The biting-cold underground river water flows slowly from a distance. This happens to be an underground river bay, and the flowing water gathers to form a deep pool.

 “It’s okay if it’s living water.”

Chen Yulou casually picked up a handful of well water, and spiritual energy poured into the water, but there was no reaction.

If there really is a black snake lurking in it and injecting venom, this is definitely not the case.

 Open your fingers, and the clear river water flows through your fingers.

He also released two rays of spiritual consciousness, centered on the deep pool under the well, and went up and down with the water respectively.

The underground rivers are long and narrow, stretching endlessly.

 Until his consciousness dissipated and disappeared beyond the furthest detection range, he could not find the source.

but.

 The good news is.

 The smell of black snakes was not found in the underground river.

Seeing him breathe a sigh of relief and look away, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but ask.

 “Is it Zidu Anhe?”

  “It should be.”

 Chen Yulou nodded.

This dark river, described by the ancient Uighurs as elusive as a shadow, is indeed astonishing. It originates from the top of the Kunlun Mountains, crosses the entire Black Desert, and finally merges into the Tarim River.

Fortunately, they had Oona leading the way and were able to accurately find the ruins of Gumozhou in the vast black desert.

  Not so.

He rushes into this god-forsaken place.

 There is a high probability that they will be the ancient corpses they saw along the way.

 He lost his way and eventually ran out of dry food and water and died.

Now we have a rough idea of ​​the direction of the Zidu Anhe River, but we don’t know if our spiritual consciousness can penetrate the sand dunes and find traces.

 If that didn't work out, he fused the water-dividing beads of the blue-scaled python and gained some ability to detect water veins.

You can try it when you go back up.

 “Brother Dao, let’s go!”

 At this point in the investigation, there was no need to do anything else. Chen Yulou called out and activated the magic method. The man was like a blue smoke, stepping on the wall of the well and jumping up.

"good."

Partridge Sentinel takes the lead.

 Putting away the phosphorus tube again, he patted the left side of his abdomen. He only heard the sound of a mechanical amplifier starting up, and six or seven barbs made of fine steel shot out like a rainstorm.

 Hand into the gap between the well walls accurately.

Others, on the other hand, were like a dragonfly touching the water, lightly stepping on the pool with their toes, and taking advantage of the shock on the water, they jumped up.

 “There’s something moving…”

Huamaguai, who was guarding the mouth of the well, squatted on the ground, feeling the movement from the two sky-drilling cables. His eyes couldn't help but light up, and he exclaimed with joy.

 “Coming, get out of the way.”

The old foreigner lowered his head and saw that although it was pitch dark down the well and could not clearly see the situation, he could deduce one or two things from the vibration frequency of the rope.

 Immediately grabbed Huamaguai's shoulders and pulled him back a few steps.

　　It was almost the moment when the three of them stood.

 Two figures, one behind the other, have rushed out of the well.

"Shopkeeper, Mr. Yang Kuishou, how are you? Why have you been gone for so long?"

Seeing that the two of them were safe and sound, several people could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"The well is connected to an underground river. The water is non-toxic and can be used. However..." Chen Yulou smiled, "There is an ancient tomb underneath, so it was delayed a lot of time."

 “Ancient tomb under the well?”

Huama Guai's eyes widened when he heard that there was a fight.

 Today along the way, it seemed that a lot of stone tombs were dug, but no valuable artifacts were found at all. It was almost a waste of effort.

Unexpectedly, when the two shopkeepers went down to the well to check the water source, they would encounter a big fight. This luck was unparalleled.

 Of course it’s a big fight.

Otherwise, from the perspective of the shopkeeper and Chief Yang, ordinary tombs would not be of any concern at all, not to mention that it has been delayed for so long.

“Okay, I know what you want to ask, let’s talk about it slowly when we get to the camp.” (End of Chapter)