Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

 “Why not?”

He looked with satisfaction at the golden bead in his hand that was flowing with astonishing momentum.

Chen Yulou closed his palms.

Then he turned to look at Partridge Whistle and smiled lightly.

"this…"

Seeing that his expression was calm and his tone was calm, not joking at all, Partridge Whistle felt even more crazy.

"I remember Brother Chen said that the Muchen Bead is the eye of the snake god. It is made of flesh and blood. How can it be hidden from the sky with a fake eye?"

"Brother Taoist, don't you hear it and confuse the truth with the false?"

It seemed that he had expected this reaction.

Chen Yulou just shook his head.

"In this industry, since ancient times, there have been counterfeiting methods to gain advantage. However, the craftsmanship of counterfeiting varies from person to person, and there is also a distinction between superior and inferior."

"The lowest level, just trying to fool the ordinary people, fooling men and women."

"The second level is called confusing the real with the fake. It is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the real from the fake."

"This third class is very lifelike. To be able to do this, one must either be a Jianghu person with a heritage or a master who specializes in one type of craftsmanship."

"Just like jade, there is a strict process for selecting materials, drawing, carving, polishing, polishing, and aging. You can't go wrong in any step."

"This kind of thing can already be called a high-quality product, not an ordinary parallel import. Even people who have been immersed in the antique business for many years will inevitably be jealous sometimes."

The world only knows the three generations of thieves in the Chen family.

But it takes more than just three generations to truly enter the industry?

After all, there are as many gadflies as gadflies in the world. If you want to sit at the top, your character, means, and opportunities are all indispensable.

What's more, it's the master piece of orderly inheritance.

It is necessary to make more than 100,000 Jianghu people in thirteen provinces in the north and south surrender and willingly submit to work under their command.

This is not an ordinary difficulty.

Generation after generation, they have accumulated foundation, connections and reputation, and met people from all walks of life, from all walks of life.

Only his generation can have such prestige, vision and knowledge.

At this moment, Chen Yulou was talking eloquently.

This kind of sideline business that is difficult for ordinary people to understand is easy for him to do.

"Shopkeeper Chen, is there only third class?"

suddenly.

A voice of curiosity came.

It was an old foreigner who came over and asked thoughtfully.

As for Yang Fang, he listened with great interest and was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

"More than that."

"After lifelikeness, there is a fourth level, which is called perfection."

"At this point, it is beyond the reach of ordinary craftsmen. Although it is a fake, it can still be called a master and a dean. It has reached the pinnacle. One trick is popular all over the world and can be passed down to generations."

"but…"

Seeing the astonishment in his eyes, it was obvious that he didn't know that there were so many elaborate explanations in just this fake thing.

But when it came to this, Chen Yulou changed the subject.

All of a sudden, the thoughts of several people were aroused.

"On top of these four realms, there is another realm."

"What a masterpiece!"

"As the name suggests, at this point, there is no difference from the real thing. No matter the technique, color, coating, word order or style, there is no difference at all."

"Even those great ministers who came out of the palace of the former Qing Dynasty had difficulty distinguishing between true and false."

"Those who can do this can almost be called a master, just like me, a martial artist who can establish a sect."

Chen Yulou held the 'Muchen Bead' in his hand, with a glint in his eyes.

Hear the words.

Yang Fang finally came to his senses.

Pupils dilate.

A face full of surprise and astonishment.

"It means... Shopkeeper Chen, this jade eye has reached the level of ingenuity?"

Hear the words.

The three members of Partridge Whistle looked over at the same time.

Although he didn't speak.

But the change in his expression said it all.

Chen Yulou smiled calmly.

“Even if it’s not here yet, it’s still the same.”

Hearing these words that were obviously somewhat self-effacing, a few people didn't understand. With his character, it could be said that he was almost the same, and most likely a lot more.

Yang Fang pouted and sighed subconsciously.

"With this skill, Shopkeeper Chen can also open a sect..."

But before he finished his sentence, he suddenly came back to his senses. The person in front of him was the owner of Changsheng Mountain. He was the leader of this generation of Xiling warriors and the leader of the green forest in the world.

The family property accumulated over several generations is even richer than the country.

What a waste.

Are you so desperate that you have to rely on such fake craftsmanship to earn a living?

"No...I didn't mean that."

Stopping in time, Yang Fang scratched his head and waved his hands nonchalantly.

It was the Partridge Whistle that came forward to round him up.

"Brother Chen, Yang still has a question. The ancient **** is immortal and immortal. Even if he can achieve extraordinary transformation and refine the false into the real, if he wants to deceive him, right..."

"Is it whimsical?"

Chen Yulou smiled faintly.

Seeing that Partridge Whistle wanted to explain, he just shook his head to show that he was not angry.

"If it was before, it was indeed the case."

"That's why Chen decided to seal the Muchen Bead and the Snake God's Skull first."

As early as when he was in Chenjiazhuang, he had already planned the route and arranged everything in advance.

And along the way, he only thought about one thing.

That's how to hide the truth.

While lifting the curse of Zagrama's lineage, he also took away the Muchen Bead safely.

Even he couldn't remember how many ideas he had thought of.

How many ideas have been denied.

After much deliberation, we finally decided on this strategy.

"Then Brother Chen...how sure are you?"

Partridge Whistle was greatly moved.

It was not until this moment that he finally realized that Chen Yulou might have already made preparations to change the situation.

"At least 60%."

He pondered for a moment.

Chen Yulou stretched out his finger and made a six sign.

Sixty percent? !

Hear this number.

Partridge Whistle felt a roar in his mind, as if there was thunder, which made him feel a little dazed.

You must know that even the first batch of people from the Demon Country who arrived under the ghost cave were able to take away the Muchen Bead because they sold all their souls and lives to the snake **** and became believers of the god.

As for Queen Jingjue.

when she appears.

Muchen Pearl had already wandered into the Central Plains.

During this period of thousands of years, it moved back and forth, and was finally obtained by King Xian and buried in the Linzhi coffin.

Although it is not clear how many hands have passed.

But what he could confirm was this.

No matter who it is, they either worship the Muchen Bead as a sacred object, or they regard it as an object that can ascend to immortality and try to use it to live forever.

Where can I be like Chen Yulou?

Not only did he not have any respect for it.

Instead, he wholeheartedly planned to exchange Muchen Beads in front of the snake god.

This kind of behavior is really crazy.

Even he didn't dare think about it.

From the moment he learned that the Muchen Bead was the Eye of the Ancient God, all he wanted to do was return it, and maybe the ghost curse that followed it like a shadow would dissipate.

If it were someone else.

Have such thoughts.

He would absolutely agree.

A matter of life and death.

Moreover, he was very aware of the horror of the ghost curse. Once it broke out, his blood would turn golden, he would be unable to breathe, and he would eventually suffocate to death.

But since Chen Yulou dares to say that he is 60% sure.

At least it can be raised by 20%.

80% chance to win a divine item.

Where can you find such a good thing in the world?

Safety is worth the gamble!

Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle's eyes sharpened, and there was a look of determination between his brows.

"good!"

"Since Brother Chen is so sure, Yang will take a gamble with you."

Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but smile, as if he had already guessed his choice, nodded, and then looked at Kunlun, Yang Fang and the old foreigner standing aside.

after all…

Start by stepping into the ghost cave.

They are like stepping into a fateful situation. No one can escape as a grasshopper on a rope.

"Shopkeeper, my life belongs to you, just make your own choice."

He saw eyes sweeping over him. Kunlun grinned.

Start from Yandang Mountain to Chenjiazhuang.

He entrusted all his wealth and life to the shopkeeper.

Let alone a mere choice, even if he were to die now, he would never hesitate for a moment.

"Me too."

He just finished speaking.

The echo of the old foreigner has already come.

then.

All four eyes fell on Yang Fang, waiting for his decision.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm afraid that if you die, I won't die for tens of thousands of years."

Yang Fang spread his hands.

A look of fearlessness.

When this kid was in Chenjiazhuang, he spent all day running around the back mountains and hanging out with the old guys on Changsheng Mountain. After a long time, he still didn't have the slightest aura of Captain Jin in him. It would be an exaggeration to call him a green forest thief.

What he is saying now is also full of evil.

"That's it."

"You're welcome, Chen."

He exhaled.

Chen Yulou no longer has any worries.

After signaling, Luofu on his left shoulder jumped slightly and landed on Kunlun.

What to do next.

It is absolutely unprecedented and unprecedented, so even he does not dare to look down upon it in the slightest.

but…

He was not in a hurry to take action.

If a few people were allowed to retrieve the head of the snake **** that fell among the bones first.

The headless skeleton behind him is still standing.

Even after experiencing the phoenix fire just now, it was still as stable as a mountain, with no sign of collapse.

Just standing there quietly in the night.

It looks indescribably mysterious and strange.

It is more than ten meters long, with countless white bone fragments spliced ​​and sewn together. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dragon bone.

Until several people worked together to put the skull together.

A moment.

The complete remains of the snake **** reappeared deep in the ghost cave after thousands of years.

Even though there is no flesh and blood, it is just a white skeleton, and it seems that the terrifying aura and power of life can be felt from it.

Hold your head high.

There is only disdain and contempt for all living things in his eyes.

"Is this the snake god?!"

"It's strange. Didn't you say that snakes can turn into snakes and dragons can transform into dragons? Why is it not a dragon **** but a snake god?"

"That's a demon you're talking about. How can it be compared to a god?"

"Why, you were born a god, didn't you practice step by step to become a god?"

"Then I don't know."

Put together the complete skeleton of the snake god.

The group quickly retreated.

Standing dozens of steps away, with the help of lights, I was able to see its entirety clearly.

From such a distance, everyone felt an aura of ancient times rushing towards their faces, and the invisible momentum made people feel unsteady.

"Brother Dao, protect the formation for me."

Chen Yulou looked at the sacred bone intently.

He took a deep breath and whispered an order.

He couldn't guarantee what kind of situation would happen next, so he had to be fully prepared.

"good."

"Brother Chen, please act with peace of mind, and leave the rest to Yang."

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle nodded heavily.

Holding an umbrella in one hand.

In the other hand, he holds the vajra prong tightly.

The body shape is like a bow, with qi and blood surging, and the spiritual energy all over his body is unreservedly stimulated.

Whenever something changes, make sure you can react in the shortest possible time.

Chen Yulou stopped delaying.

Holding the 'Muchen Bead', he walked step by step towards the snake god's remains.

As he walked past, the invisible water vapor condensed outside him into a long staircase, and he climbed up the steps.

All the way beyond the divine bones.

He happened to be eye-to-eye with the snake god.

To be precise, it is a pair of caves.

The eyes have long since rotted, turned into dust and disappeared in the long river of time, or were blown away by the strong wind outside the territory.

On the top of its head, almost at the brow bone of a human, there is an acupoint.

He made a secret estimate.

The same size as the Muchen Bead.

Seeing this, he immediately understood why the black snakes that could be seen everywhere in the ancient city had a strange sarcoma eye on their head. It was actually because of the snake god.

Activate the spiritual energy to protect the death veins all over the body.

At the same time, an invisible 'bubble' appeared outside the body.

Only then did he reach out his hand and put the 'Muchen Bead' into the aperture on the skull.

boom-

Almost the moment he approached the snake god's skull.

The jade bead broke free from his hand, flew straight out, sank into the acupoint, and merged with it.

"really!"

See this scene.

Chen Yulou's heart skipped a beat.

So far, everything is going in the direction he guessed, with no tendency to derail at all.

But he still didn't dare to relax at all.

His eyes were like daggers, staring at the changes in front of him.

Buzz!

After the jade bead was completely integrated into the skull orifice, a gentle buzzing sound resounded. The mist flowed in the jade bead, and suddenly it was the shadow of a snake that had been shrunk countless times.

The golden light on the surface of the jade eye pierced through the void, turned into a thin line, and went straight to the depths of the skull.

But it has not touched the darkened ink-colored light group.

He was blocked by an invisible force.

The ray of golden light seemed to be hesitant, and it tried a few more times, but unfortunately it failed to integrate into the imaginary number space in the end, and had to return to the jade eye again, with uncertain brightness and darkness.

The trace of the snake god's soul in Muchen Bead also returned to silence.

Like mist flowing.

This scene seemed random, but at the moment when everything returned to calm, Partridge Whistle Outside the Snake Bone seemed to notice something, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.

"wrong."

"This is…"

The curse has been in his body for more than thirty years.

No one in this world understands it better than him.

If I had to describe it, it was like a nail that pierced into the soul and coexisted with the bloodline. It was usually hidden, invisible and without substance.

If you don't notice it carefully, it's hard to feel its existence.

But once it breaks out.

That is a terrifying existence that is a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, and can kill people.

But the amazing thing is.

At that moment, his mind felt empty, as if an invisible hand cut off the ghost curse from the depths of his soul.

Extremely shocked.

How could he care about anything else.

He took off his robe, then the Taoist robe, and the mountain climbing armor, leaving only his bare upper body. Under the astonished and strange eyes of several people, he stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched the back of his neck. .

But he didn't encounter the familiar scar.

He tried again several times.

But without exception, there was nothing behind the neck.

"Senior...brother, he's gone."

"That eye is really gone!"

The old foreigner was the first to react. Looking at the empty back of his senior brother's neck, he felt as if he had been hit hard for a moment. He was stunned in place, his eyes were red, and he was sobbing.

"You...junior brother."

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle ignored his excitement, but his chaotic sentences and trembling voice exposed his inner emotions.

The old foreigner didn't dare to hesitate.

He quickly took off his jacket and robe.

Until the back appeared in front of several people.

However, apart from a few scars left by walking in the rivers and lakes, nowhere can I see the scars that are so hideous and terrifying, like ghost eyes.

A moment.

Partridge Whistle's last hanging heart has finally settled.

That stern face was full of excitement at the moment.

"It's really gone."

"We really lifted the curse..." (End of chapter)