Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 45 Yunzhongxian Qingchi Taoist

 “The Hidden Immortal Sect?”

Partridge Whistle frowned slightly.

 A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

 Although the people of their lineage migrated from northern Xinjiang to the interior thousands of years ago, they rarely communicated with the outside world.

 Every generation seems to be destined to embark on the road of searching for pearls.

 So, even though he is fairly well-informed, he still doesn’t know much about such secret Taoist past events.

 “It is rumored that it was created by Lao Tzu.”

 “The hidden Taoist sect that has existed in the world for countless years.”

 Hear the confusion in his words.

 Chen Yulou sighed secretly and explained.

Even though he was prepared, when he actually opened the bamboo slips and saw those words, he realized that he had underestimated the origin of this Taoist.

 Yinxian Taoist Sect.

 An ancient sect interspersed in the long history.

 Legend has it that it was created by Laozi before he crossed Hangu Pass on a green ox.

 If that’s all it is.

 But as it is passed down from generation to generation, each one becomes bigger than the last.

 The second generation descendant is named Yin Xi.

 The last person to see Lao Tzu's true form was him.

He was also the one who received the Tao Te Ching dictated by Lao Tzu. After reading it, he was so shocked that he gave up his post of Guan Ling.

Since then, he has traveled all over the world and preached moral scriptures.

 It was not until he arrived in front of Wudang Mountain that he ended his travels and lived in seclusion in the mountains to practice cultivation in isolation.

 It is said that he has cultivated to the great state of transcending reincarnation.

 The third generation descendant is Ma Yizi who wrote about the appearance of Ma Yi.

 The fourth generation is the rumored ancestor Chen Tuan.

The fifth generation has little reputation and is extremely mysterious. There are very few records left. They are only known as Huolong Taoist and a disciple of Chen Tuan.

 But the sixth generation, which is also the last generation of descendants of the Yinxian Sect recorded in the book, is so famous that almost everyone knows it.

 It was Zhang Sanfeng who founded Wudang Taoism.

Unfortunately, since his death, the Yinxian Sect seemed to have disappeared overnight.

 There will no longer be any successors walking around the world.

 But these six people alone are enough to illustrate the depth of the Yinxian Dao Sect.

"this…"

 Listen to his brief explanation.

 The Danjing suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Even those ruthless people who were thinking about robbing and selling corpses couldn't help but start to feel frightened.

　　They are people in the green forest and grass who are illiterate.

 But it doesn’t mean that they are idiots who don’t understand anything.

Having been around the world for a long time, they know much more than ordinary people.

 Lao Tzu rides a bull through the pass, the Taoist priest Ma Yi can tell fortunes, the Patriarch Chen Tuan is an immortal immortal...

These days, no one has heard of a few fairy tales.

  But that’s why.

They became more and more uneasy.

If this Taoist master is offended and the world is turned upside down, won't they all be buried in Pingshan?

 For a moment, I felt that the hands holding the corpse rope were shaking.

but.

 Chen Yulou did not pay attention to what they were thinking.

 Him at this moment.

 Almost all of my mind was attracted by the writing on the bamboo slips.

 According to what is written therein.

He called himself Qingchi Taoist. He was born in the Qin and Han Dynasties and worked hard at the foot of Qingchi Mountain. One day he met an old man passing by and saw that he was very handsome and handsome.

So he taught him a method.

It is said that as long as you breathe in the essence of the sun and the moon every morning and evening, you can live forever.

Qingchi is convinced.

 Practice in the mountains, and a hundred years have passed by in the blink of an eye.

 After attaining great mastery in Taoism, he rode a crane down the mountain and was called the Immortal in the Clouds by people at that time.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou turned the jade pendant over again.

 There are four seal characters engraved on the base.

 Suddenly it was Taoist Qingchi.

 “Can’t be wrong.”

Both the bamboo slips and the jade pendant have proven his identity.

However, this Qingchi Taoist would never have imagined that the slough left by his own emergence would be dug up and sent to Pingshan, where he tried to put it into a copper furnace to refine the elixir.

“Brother Chen, since you are a senior immortal, it’s better to stay still.”

Partridge Whistle has also reacted now.

 Since he has obtained the foundation-building skills left by Taoist Qingchi, there is no need to touch the things he buried with him.

 It is somewhat unjustifiable both emotionally and rationally.

  Chen Yulou did not object to this. The burial utensils in the coffins of such hermits can really be described as simple.

The only ancient bronze sword that looks good.

  As expected, there were no Taoist artifacts stored in the coffin.

 On the contrary, it is severely corroded.

 Light as thin as paper.

 It seems like it will break into two pieces with just a little force.

"nature."

 Chen Yulou nodded.

To be honest, although the Xuan Dao Conquering Qi Foundation Building Technique is not as good as the Qingmu Longevity Technique, as an authentic Qi refining method of the Taoist sect, it is already extremely rare.

 They support each other during practice.

 It was of great benefit to him.

　　　　　　　　please take the remains of our senior back and seal the coffin again.”

 “Can’t be disrespectful!”

 Looking at Huamaguai in front of him, Chen Yulou handed the bamboo slips and jade pendant back to him, and Chen Yulou warned him seriously.

 “Shopkeeper, don’t worry.”

How dare Huamaguai disobey?

As the one who most believes in the theories of gods and ghosts on the mountain, he has always paid homage to mountains and burned incense in temples.

　　When I saw the immortal ancient corpse in the coffin, I felt sick in my heart.

 When he heard the shopkeeper talk about his identity and origin, how could he dare to have any other thoughts.

Hurry to call the thieves, carefully put the ancient corpse back, and return the three artifacts intact.

 Wedge nails, seals, lid the coffin!

 Every step is done in an orderly manner.

 It wasn’t until the coffin returned to its original state that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, being like this to Taoist Qingchi’s coffin does not mean that he also has awe for Coffin Mountain.

 Just the opposite.

He is now in charge of the entire Changshengshan money bag.

I wish I could sweep this place away.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was just looking around the Danjing with his hands behind his back, with a calm look on his face, he immediately felt confident. He turned around and waved his hand, and a group of nearly a hundred Xieling thieves immediately rushed into the coffin mountain.

 Pry open the coffin.

Any funeral, no matter the gold and silver jade, or the porcelain painting and calligraphy, one piece does not fall.

Using the ropeway set up above Danjing, it is transported out like ore.

 Fortunately, Chen Yulou specially reminded me before coming.

 It’s okay to touch gold, but you’re never allowed to destroy corpses.

 Otherwise, with the style of the Xieling faction, the gold pearls swallowed in the belly will be taken away even if the belly is disemboweled.

 See this situation.

Partridge Whistle can’t say much.

 There are rules among the four factions.

Just stood there, silently recalling the secret of Xuan Dao's Conquering Qi and Building the Foundation Technique.

 Not long.

 As the mountains of coffins were transported away little by little.

Danjing also gradually revealed its original appearance.

"What's this?"

“Looks like Shura Yaksha from the netherworld.”

 “What are you mumbling about? Go and ask the shopkeeper to come.”

Suddenly.

Several exclamations came from the crowd.

 Chen Yulou, who had been closing his eyes to recuperate his energy, suddenly felt something in his heart when he heard these words.

"The shopkeeper, I found a stone slab ahead, which seems to be a doorway leading to the underground."

“Brothers, if you don’t recognize it, please go over and have a look.”

Soon, a bandit ran over quickly, clasped his fists and said to Chen Yulou.

His voice was loud, and everyone in the group who was immersed in Taoism opened their eyes one after another.

Chen Yulou knew it well and did not delay. He just glanced at Partridge Whistle.

 “Let’s go, Brother Dao, let’s take a look.”

Partridge Whistle will refuse, so he immediately puts his mind aside.

 Hello to the junior brothers and sisters.

 A group of five people rushed over quickly.

 It doesn’t take a moment.

 By the light of the surrounding lights.

A half-meter-square bluestone brick, engraved with a relief of an eyeless ghost and fastened with copper locks, appeared in front of everyone.

“Shopkeeper, this is a dog-head lock from the Song Dynasty, generally only used for gates of city towers.”

“I’m afraid there’s a treasure cave down here!”

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