Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

 “Damn it, why is it so cold?”

"Isn't there an ice cave down here?"

The cold air surged.

Even though the energy and blood of the group were like fire, they still felt a biting feeling invading their muscles at this moment.

Subconsciously, he pulled his collar, and the hot breath he exhaled passed through the cave door, and almost instantly condensed into a ball of frost mist. The strange change made several people stunned, and they couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

Because it is the cold winter in Xinjiang.

Along the way, they experienced the Tianshan Mountains and snowy peaks, where the cold wind was like a knife and ice particles as big as pebbles hit their faces.

But right now…

In this seemingly ordinary tunnel, I felt an unprecedented coldness.

Something is wrong.

So wrong.

Generally speaking, caves are warm in winter and cool in summer. Anyone with a little knowledge knows this.

Just like before on the top of the head.

Although the underground palace is close to the Zidu An River, and the river of melted ice and snow flows through the city, at most it only feels damp.

Even running around and being busy.

Many of the waiters were sweating profusely from the heat and took off their robes and jackets.

"The weird thing is, just one step away, the temperature is completely different."

Partridge Whistle stretched out his hand.

Feel it carefully.

There is obviously no door or barrier in front of me, but the perception is completely different.

“Maybe it’s Feng Shui balance.”

Chen Yulou watched attentively, an idea suddenly came to his mind, and he blurted out.

"What?"

"Brother Taoist, do you still remember Lingyun Palace?"

I heard the words Lingyun Palace.

Countless scenes seemed to flash through Partridge Whistle's sight. Looking back in time, scenes from the tomb of King Xian at the foot of Zhelong Mountain reappeared.

Wind along the plank road in the cliff.

Walk all the way to the main hall that looks like it is built on top of the clouds.

Also separated by a door.

Water mist filled the air under the stone steps, and the cliffs were covered with moss and green moss. Water dripped like waterfalls, but when walking through the stone steps, it was extremely dry and there was no trace of moisture.

They were still arguing for a long time.

It was finally confirmed that it was because of the halo of the water dragon.

The underground dragon energy rises, forming an invisible air barrier that isolates the water mist from the outside.

Only then can the Hall of Immortals, even though it is under a waterfall, still remain incorruptible and as solid as a rock for two thousand years.

"So, Brother Chen, what do you mean, the dragon veins are dormant under the Shuangheishan Mountains?"

Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle said thoughtfully.

When they arrived outside Shuanghei Mountain a few days ago, they looked at the mountain range that was shaped like a black dragon from a distance. They felt that the terrain was majestic, the weather was endless, and it had a pattern of swallowing up heaven and earth.

However, after entering the ancient city, this impression weakened a lot.

Now that I think about it.

It's nothing more than yellow sand covering up the ancient city and changing the terrain.

It makes it difficult for people to see the truth through smoke and mirrors.

In addition, most of the attention was attracted by the twists and turns and bizarre changes in the city.

Just like now, the moment I saw such a strange change, the first thing I thought of was not the geomantic omen, but rather the wonder of whether it was the round light magic or the corpse flower illusion again.

"It shouldn't be wrong."

Chen Yulou nodded.

When he spoke, he did not look back, but stared firmly into the depths of the tunnel.

With his back to the group of people in his eyes.

There is a faint golden light floating.

For him, cold air is not fatal, and feng shui is difficult to kill, but the ubiquitous black snakes are extremely dangerous.

However, after looking at it for a moment, I didn't notice that the evil spirit was still there.

This shows that there is no black snake hidden in the cave.

At least this is the case.

but…

Wherever the spiritual eye sweeps.

The Yin Qi in the darkness was surprisingly thick, as if it had turned into substance, as if it could be fished into your hand as soon as you stretched out your hand, and turned into a handful of bone-chilling cold water.

"I'll explore the way."

"Follow me."

Secretly exhaling, Chen Yulou withdrew his gaze and said to the people behind him.

"Shopkeeper Chen, I'll give you that umbrella."

“In case something changes, we can take precautions in time.”

Seeing that he was about to stand up holding a lantern, the old foreigner quickly took out his mirror umbrella and was about to hand it over.

However, Chen Yulou did not pick him up.

"No need."

"The tunnel is winding and narrow, so a mirror umbrella is inconvenient."

The crack in front of him stretches endlessly, at least so far it cannot be seen to the end. The narrow place can barely accommodate one person, and the mirror umbrella cannot be used at all.

What's more.

There really is a sudden danger.

With his skill, he has absolute confidence that he can avoid even the most evil thing like the door nail.

No need for an umbrella at all.

"good."

The old foreigner heard the same thing.

Although the Mirror Umbrella is invulnerable to water, fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns, it is definitely a greatly improved weapon in the hands of ordinary people. For Chen Yulou, it will actually hinder the journey.

He didn't waste any time and put the umbrella back behind his back again.

The Jiao Shooting Bow is also inconvenient to use in this environment.

Just take out the Miao knife that you haven't used for a long time.

A group of four people broke into the door one by one and walked straight in despite the raging cold.

The stone wall is frosty and freezing, and the deeper you go, the lower the temperature becomes.

Going to the back, you can even see a layer of ice condensed on the stone wall through the light.

No one spoke.

In the darkness there were only the muffled breathing sounds of a group of people and the thumping sounds of people striding past.

About half an hour later.

The tunnel under him reached the end again, and there was a turn to the left. Chen Yulou took the lead. He just glanced at it without hesitation, and stepped into it in a flash.

"Shopkeeper Chen, is the terrain... getting lower?"

Yang Fang held it in for a while.

At this moment, I finally couldn't hold back my words.

The two connected tunnels appear to be flat, but there are extremely subtle changes in them.

After silently estimating the distance, he felt that they had walked at least several meters down in the distance of tens of meters.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the old foreigner said immediately.

"It seems like a circling bay?"

It's almost the same as the plank roads seen in the murals that day, but the only difference is that we haven't seen the bottomless ghost cave yet.

"yes."

Chen Yulou glanced at the two of them appreciatively.

He has already refined his spiritual consciousness and can detect the changes more clearly and intuitively than a few people.

They can sense something in such a short period of time.

That's enough to explain a lot of things.

"Does that mean...it's almost here?"

After being recognized, Yang Fang couldn't help but feel excited.

"Are you in such a hurry to kill the gods?"

Hearing this, Chen Yulou raised his eyes and smiled.

How dare Yang Fang accept this.

So far, the monsters he has seen...not including the armored beast, Yuan Hong and Luofu, are only the snake mother who was killed before.

And he didn't exert much effort during the encirclement and suppression.

He immediately waved his hands.

"It's not very urgent."

Seeing this, the remaining three people couldn't help but smile at each other.

The originally solemn atmosphere has relaxed a lot.

Although they still don't know what the ancient gods are, they know one thing very clearly from what they saw along the way, that is, the gods believed by the ancients are definitely not comparable to the big ghosts believed by the Wa people in Maluzhai.

The ghosts and gods in the mountains are still vague and difficult to fathom.

God...how terrifying should he be?

That is to say, Yang Fang's young mind is ignorant and fearless.

At least Partridge Whistle, his mind was always as tense as a bowstring along the way.

The sage just took one look and died suddenly.

Now, although he has practiced cultivation and entered the country, when it comes to slaying gods, he knows very well that his own abilities are far from enough. After all, Taoism can only temporarily suppress the outbreak of ghost curses.

But once you enter the Western Region and are still thousands of miles away from the ancient gods, the ghost curses that have been dormant for months will resurface.

Killing gods with flesh and blood does indeed make people's blood boil and their hearts shake. However, the gap between humans and gods is no more than a worm shaking a tree.

So, even if you find a ghost cave.

Finally, deal with the ancient gods.

There is a high probability that it will still fall on Chen Yulou.

Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but glance at him. Although it was just a back view, the sense of casualness could not be faked.

For a while.

He couldn't even tell.

Is this Brother Chen confident or fearless?

"Be careful."

Seeing that he didn't delay, after taking a breath, he continued to set off.

The partridge whistle reminded the old foreigner in a low voice.

Take ten thousand steps back.

Even if he fails to kill the gods, he must succeed in removing the curse from his body.

The Zagrama clan could no longer afford to wait.

The flower spirit is still outside, so she must be restless and anxious right now.

But the more this happens, the less anxious it is. You have to be extremely cautious. Chaos will lead to changes. Facing an indescribable ancient god, there is no room for panic.

At the front, Chen Yulou secretly shook his head.

Although Partridge Whistle's gaze was obscure, how could he escape from his detection? Under his spiritual consciousness, everything was shrouded.

But even he probably couldn't guess it.

Although he seemed calm, only he knew that he was not confident.

On the contrary, compared to the four people behind him, his heartstrings were even tighter at this moment.

It's just that the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

We've all arrived at the Ghost Cave, wouldn't it be a pity not to go and see it?

Take a deep breath.

Unconsciously, the chill has become even worse, and the light reflected from the stone walls on both sides is foggy, as if it has broken into an ice cave, and the condensed ice has heavily wrapped the cliff.

Even if you just take a simple breath and feel the cold air flowing under your chest, you will feel like your limbs are stiff and your energy and blood are stagnant.

If it were an ordinary person, I would probably be unable to move even now.

Cold is the next best thing.

The invisible wind in the air was enough to blow out the three life fires on their shoulders.

Along the spiral tunnel under the mountain, the group of five people continued to go deeper.

I walked with my head buried for more than half a quarter of an hour.

No one spoke.

Suddenly.

From the corner of his eye, Yang Fang saw the tall and thin back in front of him and stopped for a moment. The corners of his eyes jumped heavily and he subconsciously retracted his steps.

At the same time, he made a stop gesture towards his back.

"Shopkeeper Chen..."

"look!"

He hasn't finished a sentence yet.

He had already been interrupted by Chen Yulou, and his tone at this moment contained an unprecedented shock.

Several people noticed something was wrong.

Subconsciously, I held my breath and looked in the direction he pointed.

In the darkness beyond the reach of wind lanterns.

Fluorescent trance.

It was like countless will-o'-the-wisps drifting away.

A huge figure was faintly reflected.

Yang Fang opened his eyes desperately, trying to see what it was.

But even though he was born with night eyes, the darkness in front of him was too heavy, and he could only vaguely see that the shadow was extremely vast and huge, six or seven meters high, and those will-o'-the-wisp fluorescent lights flickered back and forth around it.

The key is.

For some reason, spying on that dark shadow actually gave him a palpitating feeling that he couldn't tell you.

It seems that it is something that cannot be looked directly at.

But what he didn't know was that compared to his palpitations, the two brothers and brothers behind him seemed to have fallen into a quagmire for a moment.

A pair of invisible hands grabbed his throat.

To the point where I can't breathe.

"That is…"

The old foreigner desperately pulled open his collar, trying to make himself breathe easier.

Panting heavily.

A face full of fear and uneasiness.

He hadn't felt this way on anything in so long.

He didn't even see clearly what his opponent was.

Let him be overwhelmed by the mountain.

"Montenegro!"

"It's a black rock."

Chen Yulou explained softly.

At this moment, he was also bearing unimaginable gravity, but his eyes were unprecedentedly clear, and there was even some unspeakable surprise in them.

"Montenegro?"

Partridge Whistle frowned, and the finger bones of the Vajra Prong he held were turning white due to too much force.

"To be precise, it was Mahakala striking the Thunder Mountain."

That's right.

Under the endless underground of Kunlun Temple, there is the mysterious thunder mountain.

However, that one was projected from here, and the current one... is the real body.

"Thunder Mountain?"

"What is this?"

Several people were confused.

They had never heard this name before, and this was completely the first time.

"There is a history book circulated in the snow area, which is a rap poem by King Gesar. It records this mysterious black mountain. The thunder mountain of Mahakala is a Chinese translation, and its original name is Magaman Ningdun."

"It means the devil who controls the ore."

Chen Yulou continued.

Tell everything he knows.

"Then what does this have to do with...ancient god?"

Yang Fang's brows almost furrowed into the character "Sichuan".

He has shown amazing talent since he was a child, and he has almost never had any obstacles whether it is to inherit gold or practice martial arts.

That's why Jin Abacus chose him as the successor.

He even mentioned many times that his disciple would definitely excel in the future.

Yang Fang himself thinks so too.

But since entering this ghost place, he felt helpless and desperate.

They are all areas he has never touched before.

"Thunder Mountain...is the gateway to the Ghost Cave!"

"Do you understand that?"

"Can you enter the ghost cave if you break through here?"

Yang Fang suddenly understood.

But no one responded to him.

Because Chen Yulou suddenly threw out the wind lantern in his hand, the fire light cut through the darkness, and everyone stared at it subconsciously and looked around.

In front of the tunnel.

It is an endless underground cave.

The black mountain stands among them.

The wind lantern hit the Thunder Mountain with a bang, the glass cover shattered instantly, and the firelight dispersed like rain, and the group finally managed to see clearly the appearance of Black Mountain.

The overall shape is tapered.

It's like a pagoda.

Irregular stones and layers of overlapping barriers. Strangely, Thunder Mountain has no tendency to collapse at all.

You know, as they walked down, there were small cracks everywhere in the tunnel, and there were falling rocks on the ground. It can also be inferred that for countless years, Shuangheishan was far from as peaceful as it seemed.

There have been at least several earthquakes.

It is a miracle that such a winding mountain can be maintained to this day.

Several people sighed secretly.

But just as the thought came up, in the almost extinguished firelight, those fluorescent will-o'-the-wisps finally revealed their original appearance.

They were clearly countless black snakes with giant pupils wrapped around Thunder Mountain.

And on top of the mountain.

It was coiled around a giant snake that was more than ten meters long, covered in black scales, and as gloomy as a ghost.

The 'spire' they saw... was its head held high! (End of chapter)