Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

 “Ancient…ancient god?”

This was the first time Yang Fang heard this word.

Since entering the world, there have been three religions and nine sects, including orthodox and evil, and eight sects outside the country. Almost without exception, they all have belief in gods.

Not just to gather incense.

What is more important is to pass on oneself in this way.

The wind of belief in God has passed through the northwest and is especially strong in the Western Region.

Especially those ancient village tribes.

So much so that there is one shrine within three miles, one altar within five miles, and one temple within ten miles. Several gods are worshiped in one village.

Just like the Turkic tribe where Oona belongs.

In a thousand years.

Beliefs in gods changed many times.

From the original Changshengtian, to Nestorianism, Zoroastrianism, Fire Worship, Mani, and finally to Shamanism that has been passed down to this day.

But from the gods he knew.

It is nothing more than immortals, Buddhas, great gods, gods, ghosts and gods.

If he hadn't known that there was no Gu magic inheritance here, he would have doubted whether Shopkeeper Chen was talking about the Gu god.

Just like the Miao village descendant Basu whom I met in Chenzhou City.

The one who believes in is the Gu God.

He also followed the evil ways of raising, eating and transforming poisons.

"You heard it right, it means ancient."

Chen Yulou seemed to be able to penetrate his mind and nodded.

"Ancient...god?"

Yang Fang looked even more stunned.

Using one head to describe God is weird enough, but the word ancient is too casual.

In the shaman sect, after all, there are wind, rain, thunder and lightning, mountains and rivers. The ancient **** under the ghost cave must have a name, right?

However, he only dared to criticize a few words.

That little bit of confusion was replaced by an unspeakable excitement in the blink of an eye.

Kill the God!

Slaying demons and suppressing evil spirits are as difficult to grasp as the moon in the mirror, as far as he is concerned.

Now Shopkeeper Chen actually wants to kill a...god!

What's the difference between this and an earthworm shaking a tree or an egg hitting a rock?

But the more so, the more challenging it becomes.

It is boring to use the big to bully the small and rely on the strong to bully the weak.

It was as if at his level, when a child of several years old made rude remarks to him, Yang Fang could at most just laugh it off.

But knowing clearly that there are tigers in the mountains, heading towards the tiger mountains and bravely advancing in the rapids is what martial arts practitioners do.

Holding the magic whip tightly in his hand, at this moment, he could only feel the energy and blood surging all over his body, as if boiling.

His steel whip has driven away evil spirits, defeated rigor mortis, and killed black snakes after entering the ancient city. It can be regarded as killing demons, but it has never been stained with the blood of gods.

If it comes true.

He can play until the day he dies of old age.

"Shopkeeper Chen, when will we take action?"

Taking a deep breath and finally suppressing the excitement in his heart, Yang Fang's eyes were burning and he wished he could enter the ghost cave as soon as possible to see the ancient god.

"Not urgent."

Facing his inexplicably excited face, Chen Yulou shook his head.

Although this matter has been planned for countless hours.

But the ancient gods are no better than six-winged centipedes. They can be fished out and surrounded and killed.

You know, in order to deal with the corpse hole formed in Wannian Zhixian, he weighed and considered it carefully before taking action, and refused to let go of any loopholes.

Don't take action until you are sure everything is safe.

He always does things carefully and then act. Once he ends, he will definitely resort to thunderous means and will never give his opponent the slightest chance to recover.

As one of the eight ancient gods in this world.

Although the Snake God died countless years ago, it was only his physical body that died, and his skull still maintains the power of transformation.

That is to say.

It can drag them into imaginary space at any time.

And until now, even he couldn't guess whether the space behind it was connected to the netherworld or the crack in the sky.

But no matter which one.

They are definitely not something he can deal with now.

"There's really no rush."

"Not to mention how to... kill it, we haven't even found the direction of the ghost cave yet."

Partridge Whistle exhaled and agreed.

Although he had forgotten that the real purpose of going to Shuangheishan in the first place was actually to break the ghost curse.

but…

How to crack it?

To be honest, he still doesn't have a complete idea.

but.

Since the prophet saw an indescribable ancient **** under the ghost cave before he died.

Then kill it.

The curse will be lifted naturally.

The method proposed by Chen Yulou seems to be reasonable.

When people die, their qi disappears, and when demons die, their qi is released.

The ancient **** died.

Everything should be gone as well.

In addition, there was another point that he did not say.

Regarding Muchen Bead, he had already had a vague guess in his mind along the way.

It is most likely... the Eye of the Ancient God.

Because whether it’s the ubiquitous eyeball totem in the ruins of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms in the Western Region, or the red mark that appears on the necks of everyone in their clan.

Even the appearance of Muchen Bead.

In fact, they all point out this point invisibly.

"Too."

When Yang Fang thought about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Although I have seen it before on the mural of the sky brick corridor.

But so far, no trace of it has been seen.

Even if you want to kill the gods.

You have to see the ancient **** first.

"Then... Shopkeeper Chen, are we next?"

Looking around, the stone chamber was built as a whole, as if embedded in the underground stone veins of Shuangheishan.

Yang Fang couldn't help but have a headache.

Before, I pushed the door down into the stream and opened the coffin to see the room.

There are still traces to follow.

But now I can't find anything. It feels like drowning. All five senses and six consciousnesses are blocked, and I can't find my direction at all.

Hearing this, Chen Yulou did not respond, but looked at Partridge Whistle.

"Brother Taoist, are there any clues left in the sages' prophecies?"

In the expectant sight of several people.

Partridge Whistle did not hesitate and nodded slightly.

"The last sentence in this book of prophecy says that the clansmen with blood will one day step into this place, and he will give the final guidance."

"Guide?"

Hear these two words.

Kunlun, who had been silent all this time with a stern look on his face, couldn't help but subconsciously look at the remains of an old man and a young man outside the stone box, with a strange look on his face.

Ancient people from thousands of years ago.

Is it possible that he can still survive?

Chen Yulou was also confused.

From beginning to end, several people in the original novel never actually entered the ghost cave.

In the Kunlun Mountains, the Evil Luohai City does not really exist. Instead, the Samsara Sect forcibly dug up the nine-story demon tower where the first-generation ghost mother Nian Xi Hei Yan lived, and took away her boundless demon pupils, thereby reflecting a city in the mountain. Fantasy ancient city.

Although everything is copied one to one.

But true is true and false is false.

Therefore, after they entered Evil Luohai City, they saw steaming meals and beef dripping with blood, but after searching the entire ancient city, they didn't see even a single person.

Dead objects can project.

Living people cannot copy it.

The real ghost cave is deep underground in Shuanghei Mountain.

But the exact location is unknown.

"Did you tell me how to give guidance?"

His eyes swept over the two ancient corpses. They were all dark and thin, and seemed to be no different from before.

but…

When he inadvertently glanced at the door in the stone box with his peripheral vision.

His expression suddenly changed.

The stone chamber was only a few meters in diameter, and the group of people were crowded outside the stone box. They immediately noticed the change in his expression.

"Brother Chen?"

"The shopkeeper's!"

Partridge Whistle guessed that he might have discovered something.

Kunlun was worried that another dangerous change was coming. He subconsciously held the big halberd and leaned over calmly, so that he could react in the shortest time if any situation happened.

"Look at the three stone paintings inside!"

Facing the surprised and uncertain looks of several people, Chen Yulou pointed directly at the inside of the stone box.

Hearing this, several people suddenly came back to their senses and looked in the direction of his finger.

The moment I saw those stone paintings clearly.

Several people felt as if they had seen a ghost.

It turned out that the strange man with the giant eyes on his head opened the stone box, and then the monster tore off his mask, suddenly rose up, killed everyone, and took away the secrets in the stone box alone. Because of this incident, the group of people almost had their hearts broken.

Gaps and doubts arise inside.

But it was pushed down by Chen Yulou, and the stone box in the middle was opened, and the legacy of the sage was found.

Only then did a few people stop thinking too much and walked up to the tip of the horn.

But right now…

The three stone paintings disappeared.

It turns into a blur.

I could only vaguely see a figure with his back to everyone, raising his hand to point in one direction.

"This is…"

"Guide!"

"The sage is giving us guidance!"

Partridge Whistle understood immediately, and his expression was full of excitement.

Before, he was still thinking about what method the sage would use to guide him.

"There!"

The old foreigner reacted very quickly, followed the direction pointed by the figure in the stone painting, carried the lantern across the stone box, and finally stopped under the innermost wall.

The stone chamber is built against the mountain.

There are still traces of knives and axes on the walls.

But that side seemed to be no different from the other three sides, glowing with an eerie and dark luster under the firelight.

"Kunlun, go help."

"Knock carefully, there may be a secret door."

Seeing that he was slightly less efficient alone, Chen Yulou immediately greeted Kunlun.

This was how they were in the temple before they first came down. Under the seemingly indistinguishable stone bricks, no one would have thought that the key to the underground royal city was inside.

"good."

Kunlun didn't hesitate at all, and strode over.

Seeing this, Yang Fang could not hold back.

"I'm coming too."

The three of them searched carefully on the cliff and found it inch by inch.

soon.

A thud in the air suddenly came out.

It was inconspicuous among the noise of knocking on the wall, but how could it be hidden from the ears of a few people.

"found it!"

The old foreigner's eyes lit up even more.

Pointing to the spot where he just pointed.

Kunlun and Yang Fang on the side quickly gathered around, curled their fingers slightly into a bow shape, and tapped the piece gently.

Not like that solid clunk.

Wherever he knocked it with his fingers, the sound was hollow, long and deep, and he could still faintly hear the movement emanating from the knocking sound.

"It should be an underground crack."

Kunlun spoke in a rare voice.

"Then what are you waiting for? Just hit it away!"

Yang Fang raised his eyebrows. After waiting for so long, he finally found the clue to the ghost cave.

He was already a little impatient.

But before he could take action, Kunlun hit him hard with his shoulder.

Boom—

The force of this shoulder collision was astonishing.

Only a bang was heard, and the thick cliff shattered like paper.

Mountain rocks splashed in all directions.

Behind the stone chamber, a dark and bottomless tunnel suddenly appeared.

"this…"

Yang Fang was stunned.

In his impression, Kunlun was taciturn and calm, so he never expected that he would break the mountain wall without saying a word.

What shocked him even more.

There is no simple brick wall between the stone chamber and the tunnel.

The distance is at least half a foot.

He secretly thought about it, even though he had been practicing Kung Fu since he was a child, it would be extremely difficult to break through it so easily.

"Tsk-"

Before he came to his senses, the old foreigner had already taken out several fire sticks, lit them, and threw them out one after another.

Wait until the light comes on.

The underground tunnel was also completely exposed to the sight of several people.

It is about ten meters long, winding and winding. The wide part can accommodate several people to enter and exit, but the narrow part is less than half a foot.

There are no traces of human penetration.

It should be naturally formed.

But after the tunnel stretched for more than ten meters, it suddenly stopped, and it seemed that there was an end ahead.

"Isn't it a ghost cave?"

"Why is it a dead end?"

Yang Fang frowned and murmured to himself.

"It's not the end, it should be a corner."

The old foreigner shook his head.

As he spoke, he threw another fire stick.

The fire streaked through the air and fell to the end of the tunnel. It seemed to hit the wall and fell to the ground with a thud.

However…

An invisible wind blew by.

It actually caused the burst of fire to deflect to the right.

"Ghost blowing out the lamp?!"

Yang Fang is a descendant of the Jin Dynasty.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but look shocked and blurted out.

There are many rules in the gold-touching sect.

One of the most widely circulated ones is that if the rooster crows and the lights go out, gold will not be touched.

Every time he went to the tomb, he would light a candle in the southeast corner of the tomb.

If the candle is extinguished, it means that the owner of the tomb is not easy to mess with, and the evil spirit is born, and it sends a warning to the person who commits the crime.

If you exit in time at this time.

Everything will be fine.

But if they were forced to fight backwards, a fierce fight would definitely be inevitable.

These have almost been engraved into his bone marrow, forming a subconscious reaction.

only.

The words just fell.

He suddenly thought that after breaking open the coffin of the Kunlun Sacred Tree with Queen Jingjue on its head, the fight had actually ended.

Where is the ghost blowing the light?

"It's the earth's energy..."

A gentle voice came from behind.

"Yes, it looks like the tunnel is not short."

They are all experienced veterans, so it is actually easy to understand.

This is not about people lighting candles and blowing out lamps.

But there is another crack or tunnel on the stone wall on the left, and the flowing wind blows through it, causing the firelight to sway.

"Let's go in and take a look."

It seems that Huozhezi can't last long.

In the blink of an eye, the fire was like a broken lamp. Chen Yulou made a quick decision and stepped out.

Wait for a few people to react.

Others have appeared in the tunnel.

It's different from the humidity above your head.

As soon as he entered the tunnel, he suddenly felt as if he had stepped into an ice cave. The cold air passed across his face, making people's hair stand on end.

but.

To him, the cold was no threat.

There is no need to do anything deliberately, the qi and blood hidden in the limbs and hundreds of veins will flow on their own, strangling the cold air throughout the body.

"Be careful."

"It's too cold in here."

"good."

The reminder sounded.

Several responses came from behind.

The group of people entered one by one, holding wind lanterns in their hands to replace the extinguished fire lanterns, illuminating the tunnel beneath them as brightly as day.

Not long after.

Wait until they reach the end of the tunnel.

really.

It's no different than guessing.

Around the corner...an even more astonishingly large crack suddenly appeared.

However, just one step away, two seasons suddenly appeared inside and outside the door. In the light of the fire, a layer of white fluff-like crystals appeared on the cliffs on both sides of the crack.

Shining with countless lustres.

It's obviously the frost that condensed because of the extreme cold! (End of chapter)