Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 42 Xuandao Shiqi Building Foundation Skill (please follow up)

 “Taoist inheritance?”

 Hear this sentence.

  The eyes of the two people on Coffin Mountain lit up.

The method that allows a centipede to cultivate the inner elixir is extraordinary when you think about it.

 “Let’s go and have a look.”

Chen Yulou was also curious about what kind of Taoism it was.

Although he already has Aoki Gong.

 But how can there be too much of such a good thing?

 Immediately jumped over the coffin mountain and went straight to the depths of Danjing.

Partridge Whistle didn’t hesitate at all.

However, there is still a golden elixir hidden in the wind and clouds behind him, so he dare not be as casual as Chen Yulou.

Just follow the gap between the coffins and move forward quickly.

 Not long.

 The two of them stopped one after another outside a large golden nanmu coffin.

The three red girls came before them.

 The wind lantern has already been lit.

At this moment, the three of them were staring at the coffin wall with their eyes wide open, their expressions changing and unable to conceal their excitement.

"This is?"

 By the flickering firelight in the wind lantern.

 Chen Yulou leaned over and looked.

 You can clearly see the gold and colorful paintings on the four walls of the coffin, and you can also faintly see an amazing mural.

 Between the vast clouds and mist.

Youdao Palace looms, cranes soar into the sky, and several graceful fairies are playing the strings of musical instruments between the clouds.

I don’t know which master craftsman made it.

The descriptions are so lifelike that one can't help but be immersed in them as soon as they look at them.

 The same is true for Chen Yulou.

 The moment his eyes swept across, he felt the picture suddenly flash in his sight.

 There seemed to be howling clouds and winds in my ears, the sound of a piano, and the voice of a woman talking like an oriole.

He held his breath, trying to hear clearly what they were saying.

But those voices were vague and indistinct, as if they were close in front of us and yet they seemed far away in the horizon.

"strangeness…"

 Chen Yulou babbled to himself.

 Once you pass the Qi Refining Pass, your five senses and six senses will be greatly improved.

 But at this moment, no matter how hard he tried, it was still of no use.

The issue is.

 If even he can't hear clearly.

How did the six-winged centipede learn the art of conquering the inner elixir of Qi from the lacquer coffin?

To know.

 According to the original work.

That centipede discovered this place in the Danjing Coffin Mountain after stealing the poisonous pills of lead and mercury in the mountain and opening up its spiritual wisdom.

 Facing the Tao in it.

 Breathing in and out.

 Swallow the essence of the sun and the moon.

 Finally refined the demon elixir.

It’s impossible. The talents of so many of them are not as good as a worm.

 It’s too absurd.

 So, what is the problem?

Chen Yulou frowned.

 But for a while he couldn't figure out the reason, so he subconsciously continued to look down the long scroll on the coffin wall.

 Follow him step by step.

The sound of the piano in my ears gradually faded away.

 On the contrary, the fairy palace that was previously hidden in the clouds and mist began to slowly emerge.

 The shadows of people outside the palace are longing.

 See this scene.

 Chen Yulou seemed to have thought of something, his heart skipped a beat, and his breathing slowed down subconsciously.

 Sure enough.

 Wait until he rounded the corner of the coffin.

 When standing on the other side.

 The sound of playing the harp completely disappeared, and was replaced by a sound like a bell and a bell.

 I saw only the depths of the main hall of the Immortal Palace.

 A figure is sitting upright.

Those longing figures outside the hall also emerged, each wearing a long-sleeved robe, seemingly dressed as a Taoist.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking respectfully into the hall.

"This is…"

 “Lecture?!”

 Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows.

 A bold idea came to mind.

Although I had known that the painting on this lacquer coffin was amazing.

But he didn’t expect that it would be so magical.

 What is recorded in the scroll is clearly the scene of a certain immortal lecturing with his disciples.

only…

 In this world, is there really anyone who can practice Taoism to this extent?

Even since ancient times, there have been countless stories of people transforming into feathers and ascending to heaven, riding dragons and cranes, and turning into rainbows in the daytime.

But rumors are just rumors after all. If it were so easy, why has Pingshan never heard of anyone who refined an immortality pill for thousands of years? this moment.

 Chen Yulou had countless thoughts in his mind.

But when he turned around inadvertently and saw several people behind him, including Partridge Whistle, with confused faces and blurred eyes, a light flashed in his mind.

 Hallucination?

Methods like circular light magic.

 Pull people into an illusion.

However, the surrounding atmosphere is calm and peaceful, and there is no evil atmosphere.

 He felt a little relieved now.

But even so, Chen Yulou did not dare to completely immerse himself in it. If a dream came to him, by the time he broke out of the illusion, wouldn't it be that decades had passed.

 My mind moved.

 After a while, a wisp of green wood spiritual energy slowly flowed through the sea of ​​dantian energy.

The originally chaotic mind suddenly became clear and clear.

at the same time.

 Don’t forget to communicate with Nu Qingji.

 Let it look around.

It was originally refining itself due to swallowing too much of the six-winged centipede's flesh and blood demonic energy, and immediately opened its eyes.

Flick your wings and jump.

Standing on top of the coffin nearby.

A pair of eyes sparkled with light, as if two life-fires were faintly lit.

 The qi and blood all over the body are collected but not dispersed.

 There is an aura of calmness and authority from the inside out.

 See this scene.

 Chen Yulou finally felt relieved.

 Looking at the scroll on the coffin wall again.

 Soon, intermittent voices sounded in my mind.

“There are no seeds in the three acres of Dantian. When sowing, one must plow it with a red dragon, catch gold crystals to solidify one’s life base, and search for water and fire on the bottom of the Hunyuan sea... where they can cultivate the roots of immortality.”

 I don’t know how long it will take.

 Chen Yulou’s eyebrows sank.

 It seemed like it only took a moment, but I listened to the sermon preached by the old Taoist countless times. Every word was engraved in the depths of my mind, and then I broke free.

 Sure enough.

 It was pretty much what he expected.

 The skills learned from the painting are to follow the path of subduing Qi and nourishing life, and smelting water and fire.

They haven't woken up yet when they see the partridge whistle.

He did not interrupt, but silently sorted out the Taoist teachings he had heard.

　　It took a while.

 Several people behind him opened their eyes one after another.

 It’s just that everyone’s expressions were full of weirdness, and they couldn’t hide their shock.

 But when I saw that other people were like this, I felt a little more at ease.

"this…"

Partridge Whistle clenched his big hands tightly, and his heart was beating wildly.

That face that had always been calm now turned pale with shock.

 He didn't know if what he just did was an illusion or if it really happened.

 If it’s true.

 Absolutely shocking.

 After being silent for a while, he looked at Hua Ling and the other three and asked in a deep voice, "Did you all see it too?"

 “Old Taoist…preach the scriptures!”

“Senior brother, I seem to have seen it too.”

 The three of them opened their mouths.

Partridge Whistle then understood.

 They should have seen the same scene as themselves.

But he still felt uneasy, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the figure in front of the coffin.

 “Where’s Brother Chen?”

 Chen Yulou did not hesitate and nodded.

"Same."

　　Boom!

 Until this time.

Partridge Whistle finally understood.

 What I just saw is definitely not as simple as an auditory hallucination.

 It's easy to say a few of them.

Although I have practiced qi, I have never even touched the threshold.

 Let alone the red girl.

 She has never been exposed to these Taoist traditions.

 But Chen Yulou is different. He has already passed the Qi refining barrier and has achieved success in his practice.

 If it is really an illusion, what kind of cultivation should the person who arranged this place have?

 Think of this.

 The hesitation, uneasiness and complexity on his face were all gone, leaving only a touch of indescribable excitement.

 “So…what did you hear?”

 As soon as he said these words.

 A few people were silent at first and looked at each other subconsciously.

 Stop being nervous before blurting out.

 “Xuan Dao Shi Qi Building Foundation Technique!”

 (End of this chapter)