Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

 Behind the stone gate is a natural underground cave.

 The terrain is extremely deep.

 It is surrounded by upward edges, and at the bottom is a deep pool with a small island in the water.

Those sacred trees...are planted around the lake.

 “Yes, that’s right, it’s right here.”

 Oona also recognized this place.

 A calm face was full of excitement at the moment.

When she first came here, she was still young and didn't understand anything. She only knew how to follow Ata through the darkness step by step. Occasionally, she would catch a glimpse of those weird stone statues that would bring her endless fear.

 But after many years, I came back here.

Although he is still alone, his character is no longer what it was before.

Facing the rugged pool of water in the firelight.

  She actually had an indescribable emotion.

Atta was omnipotent in her eyes, but the last time she saw him, he had gray hair and looked much older than the patriarch Wutuo.

 With the bones of his body.

 Perhaps that time more than ten years ago was the last time I came here.

After a moment of silence, Oona put her mind away and reminded in a low voice.

“Shopkeeper Chen, those sacred trees are by the lake, but you must be careful, there is something in the darkness guarding them all the time.”

"thing?"

 “Is it that kind of black snake?”

 Hear this.

 Everyone could not help but be confused.

"no."

 See her denying it again.

Yang Fang couldn't help but frown. With his night eyes, although the darkness ahead was too quiet, he didn't notice that there was any danger hidden.

 “In the lake, in the gaps between the cliffs, and underground.”

“They are there wherever you can see them or where you can’t see them.”

Oona pointed to the depths of the darkness, as if she had thought of something. Her amber-colored eyes revealed some unconcealable complexity and... fear.

"what exactly is it?"

“Miss Oona, can you tell me more clearly, such as whether it is a ghost, a demon or an evil spirit?”

 Seeing that she answered the question incorrectly.

The old foreigner, who had already put the two armored beasts into the bamboo basket and carried them behind him again, stood up and asked with a strange look on his face.

 What a pity, faced with his doubts.

Oona was silent for a moment, but shook her head.

"have no idea."

"What?"

This answer was obviously beyond everyone’s expectations.

Even Kunlun and Partridge Whistle couldn't help but glance at her.

“Ata said that it is the breath of the devil... They float in the darkness. Once you accidentally touch them, the skin will ulcerate all over your body, and you will die in extremely painful ways.”

Oona secretly organized her words.

 After a while, he spoke again.

 “Floating in darkness?”

  Capturing this key word keenly, Yang Fang's heart moved, "Is it evil spirit?"

 Why are the ancient tombs and coffins sealed in dust called Wujiao?

 It is because for hundreds of thousands of years, without air circulation, the body produced a large amount of toxic gas during the decay process. People in the past did not understand it, so they called it evil gas.

 It may also be the aura of death.

 In short, it is an existence that can kill intruders silently.

 There are even tomb owners who want to avoid being disturbed after death.

 After the body dies, a medicine stone will be placed in the coffin. It will ferment continuously for thousands of years. While keeping the body incorruptible, it also condenses countless poisonous gases.

 Once the coffin is opened.

Wujiao's poison can dissolve people instantly.

 “Unlikely?”

"I think this place has a vague atmosphere, which means it is at least connected to the outside world."

The old foreigner stretched his hand through the door, felt it carefully, shook his head and said.

  “I don’t think it’s possible either.”

 He lowered his head and glanced at the magic whip in his hand.

 As a Taoist instrument.

The Divine Whip has been with him for many years and has the keenest sense of evil objects.

 But at the moment, there is no movement in the runes around it. Logically speaking, if it really does what Oona said, it should never be like this.

"Whether it is a **** or a ghost, you can tell it at a glance." A few people were arguing.

 Chen Yulou has already stepped into the door.

 Invisible spiritual energy spreads all over the body, like a protective shield.

Seeing this situation, Kunlun followed without hesitation.

 In his heart, his duty is to protect the safety of the shopkeeper.

only…

 Haven’t taken a step yet.

Chen Yulou suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand to put on his shoulder.

 Seems random.

But Kunlun felt like he was frozen for a moment, unable to move at all, and he suddenly became anxious.

 “The shopkeeper’s…”

 But Chen Yulou just shook his head, "Wait here."

 While speaking.

The whole person jumped out like light smoke. The cliffs and stone walls were covered with water mist, and there was faintly unknown moss attached to them. It was extremely slippery, but for him, it did not cause any hindrance.

Carrying a wind lantern in hand, taking a leisurely stroll.

With a few ups and downs, people have crossed the underground lake and landed on the island in the middle of the lake.

The island is about three to five meters square. It is not the common black rock along the way, but a rock similar in color to yellow sand.

 In the middle, a dead tree breaks through the rock.

 It is completely different from the Populus euphratica trees along the ancient Kongque River channel.

Looking from a distance, there is no branch at all, just a straight branch, like a spear pierced into the rock.

 It reflects a dark golden luster in the wind lamp.

 The most amazing thing is.

Although it has been dead for many years, a majestic aura of green wood has already surged in before it gets close.

 There is almost no need for furnace refining.

　　 can be turned into one’s own use.

Feeling that every inch of his body was shaking, Chen Yulou suddenly heard a rare thumping sound under his chest.

 It is indeed one of the three sacred trees in the world.

It's just a piece of dead wood, but the spiritual energy contained in it makes it feel like facing Zhixian that day.

 But the more this happened, the less he dared to be too casual.

  In the original work, there is not much danger around the lake.

 This is in great conflict with what Oona said.

  But there are several decades between the two.

By the time Hu Bayi and others entered this place, the ancient city of Jingjue had been looted several times. It was unknown how many times it had been looted by sand bandits and foreign treasure-thief teams who had no intention of entering this place.

 It is precisely this great uncertainty.

 Only then would he choose to enter alone.

Taking a deep breath, gathering his concentration, Chen Yulou approached cautiously over the jagged rocks under him.

That sacred tree is at least three or four meters high.

 It seems that it was moved here in its entirety. There are obvious traces of drilling on the rock, perhaps as a result of some kind of religious ceremony.

 The closer it gets.

 The spiritual energy overflows outward like a waterfall or a mountain spring.

Even though he was separated by an invisible aura, he felt that his whole body was smooth.

"nice one!"

 According to the agreement between him and Oona that day.

 She can take all the sacred trees.

At a glance, one can see that there are an unimaginable number of Kunlun sacred trees planted by the lake.

 Who can imagine it.

Even the Emperor of Qin had difficulty finding a piece of the sacred tree, but it was so rare and common here.

Even if she takes away all the rest, the one in front of him can bring his Aoki True Body to another level.

 Perhaps it will be possible to condense the Aoki Yuan Fei.

 Think of this.

Chen Yulou still hesitated, and subconsciously reached out his hand, urging the Qingmu Longevity Technique to try to absorb the spiritual energy.

only…

 The palm of your hand has not yet touched the tree.

Countless black-golden luster poured out from the sacred tree.

 Like golden sand scattered.

He looked intently and saw that those 'golden sands' were clearly inaudible strange insects, moving crazily towards his direction.

 “Golden Mayfly?!” (End of this chapter)