Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 64: Spiritual orifice planting fire and life connected

Standing in the tent with hands behind hands.

Chen Yulou just looked around and didn't speak.

It seems that it is very interesting to peek at the sky above through the gap.

As for Kunlun, he was as silent as ever.

 From the moment he entered the door, he stepped aside and stood quietly with an expressionless face.

The halberd is carried on the shoulder, and a cold light flashes from time to time on the exposed tip of the halberd.

 See this situation.

The old ape was sitting on pins and needles.

 Suddenly there is a feeling that a storm is coming.

Amidst the oppression of the heavenly power, which was like a prison, it felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and breathing became extremely difficult.

 I don’t know how long it will take.

Chen Yulou seemed to finally remember that there were other people in the tent.

 Slowly he withdrew his gaze and fell on the white ape.

“Chen came here today to give you two choices.”

 “Submit or die, choose one of the two.”

His voice was extremely calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

The white ape's face suddenly turned bitter.

  But rather…

It feels completely normal again.

　　　It is fish and meat that people use to cut with knives.

The winner and the loser have always been the only laws of the dark jungle.

 It has lived for decades.

 From an ignorant wild monkey, to enlightenment and spiritual enlightenment, and then to practice breathing and practice.

Apes of the same age as it have long since turned into withered bones.

 Even the beasts in the mountains, no matter how ferocious and powerful they are, cannot escape death and reincarnation.

die?

Of course it doesn’t want to.

The ants are still surviving, and they have managed to survive until today.

How could it be willing to die like this?

 The hesitation in the old ape's eyes only lasted for less than a moment. The next moment, it slowly fell to the ground.

 The meaning is self-evident.

 “A very smart choice.”

 Chen Yulou was not surprised by its actions.

Other than being unable to speak, this old ape is almost indistinguishable from a human being.

 “Let go of the spiritual orifice.”

“If you have no choice but to do anything, don’t struggle. Otherwise, even Chen can’t guarantee whether there will be any accidents.”

 Hear the word.

 The white ape lying on the ground could not help but feel his heart tremble.

Its spiritual orifice is like the inner elixir condensed by a six-winged centipede, which is connected to the life of the body.

 Once you let go, it is equivalent to handing over your wealth and life to others.

 What is the difference between this and death?

The old ape was full of resentment, but...if he let go, there was still a glimmer of hope. If he dared to resist, that would be the real end of life.

Think of this.

It hesitated no longer, raised its head, and slowly released its spiritual orifice.

only…

Looking at it, it seems to be asking for and asking for more, and it’s hard to hide its loneliness.

 Chen Yulou couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.

 What does this old ape mean?

  Do I look like the kind of person who is hungry and doesn’t choose what to eat?

 Glancing at Kunlun from the corner of his eye, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his back was turned to him, guarding the tent door.

 Fortunately, there are no outsiders in the tent.

If someone saw this, they would think that Chen Baotou had some strange hobby.

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 Spit out a thick breath.

Chen Yulou shook his head to dispel the random thoughts in his heart.

　　means like a sword.

 A wisp of green wood spirit energy in the sea of ​​air wraps around the fingertips.

 Lightly landed on the white ape’s forehead.

 In an instant.

 It just felt a buzzing in its mind.

It seemed as if something broke into it, like a terrifying force from heaven, making it tremble uncontrollably and almost fall to the ground.

  Fortunately.

That domineering and boundless momentum goes away as quickly as it comes.

 In just a blink of an eye, it has disappeared from my mind without a trace.

The white ape sat down on the ground with a bang, his silver fur almost wet with cold sweat, and he was breathing heavily.

 Finally, I recovered from the panic.

It subconsciously glanced at itself.

 However, I found that there seemed to be no change from before.

 Wrong…

 Soon, it frowned again.

 There seems to be something extra in the spiritual orifice.

Unfortunately, when he was still thinking about it, that calm voice sounded in his ears again.

 “Kunlun, untie it.”

Kunlun, who was guarding the door, immediately strode over and untied the rope that bound the corpse in a few moments.

 “Next, you can move around freely.”

 “But you are not allowed to leave the camp.”

 Chen Yulou said a few words and left with Kunlun.

 Until the two figures disappeared outside the tent door.

White Ape is still a little in disbelief.

His heart was beating wildly, and after hesitating for a long time, it seemed to have made up its mind, and moved little by little to the door, opened the corner of the curtain, and peeked out secretly.

Those two figures had already gone away.

The people who guarded it last night have also withdrawn.

Seeing this, its eyes widened and it felt like it had seen a ghost.

Just let it go?

 As usual.

With its character, it has long been unable to hold back and is ready to run away secretly.

 But the current situation made him hesitate.

I always feel that the man named Chen has dug a big hole for himself.

 Just waiting to jump in.

After hesitating for a moment, the old ape gritted his teeth, lowered the curtain door, turned around and returned to the tent.

  Took a piece of carpet and rolled it up a few times.

 Lie down inside.

 Last night I was so frightened that I couldn't even close my eyes.

It doesn’t want to worry about anything now, it just wants to have a good sleep.

They have all reached this point.

 No matter how much you ponder, it is in vain.

It has been sitting in the White Ape Cave looking at the Pingshan Mountain for so many years. It has no brains and has died long ago. All the bones and dregs are left.

Although I don’t know what the person named Chen did to his spiritual aperture.

 But it’s not a good thing to think about.

 Besides, even if no one is looking at it, there is still that **** phoenix.

 Last night in Pingshan there was a cry that pierced the clouds and cracked the rocks.

 Nearly scared it to death.

It is not yet confident enough to avoid being hunted by the phoenix bird.

 So, it’s better to be honest and get a good night’s sleep.

 Between camps.

Chen Yulou was walking towards his residence with his hands behind his hands.

 Seems to feel something.

 The corner of his mouth couldn't help but evoke a smile.

 He dared to leave the White Ape alone, so he had absolute confidence.

 It is different from the Contract Angry Chicken.

Rather, with the help of animal control skills, a spiritual seed was injected into its spiritual aperture.

 As long as the old ape dares to have different intentions.

He can make it worse than death with just one thought, or make it die directly.

but.

 From the present point of view.

The old ape was quite alert and didn't pretend to be smart.

Kunlun, who had been following closely, suddenly laughed when he saw the shopkeeper. He was already confused and even more confused.

 Walking for a while.

 I looked back countless times.

 Afraid that the monkey would sneak away while they were away.

 “Okay, don’t think about it.”

 “Go back and have a good sleep.”

“When I wake up, it’s time to start home.”

His little moves could not escape Chen Yulou's notice. Seeing the troubled look on his face, he couldn't help but laugh.

 Being poked into the mind.

Kunlun scratched his head and grinned happily.

Without thinking too much, I randomly found an unoccupied tent and got in to get ready to sleep.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou also stretched himself.

 From the time I came down the mountain early yesterday morning until now.

 Hardly slept a wink.

 Yawned and lay down, letting his thoughts go. After a while, the sound of steady breathing gradually began to sound.

 His side tends to be quiet.

 Not far away, in a tent, the atmosphere became increasingly lively.

 After listening to the senior brother’s narration.

 Hua Ling and the old foreigner couldn't hide the joy on their faces.

 The teachings left by the ancestors of the clan are actually true.

 Taoism... can really suppress ghost curses.

You must know that for thousands of years, no one has stepped out of that realm, so whether it is true or not, it has always been a myth.

 But today.

 Senior Brother has proved this with his actions.

 How to keep two people from feeling excited.

"pity…"

 “There is only one golden elixir.”

Looking at the smiles on the faces of his junior brothers and sisters, Partridge Whistle was excited, but at the same time he couldn't help but secretly feel a little worried.

If it were really that easy to practice Taoism.

He is not of his generation, and I have never heard of anyone actually doing it.

 Although he is among them now.

 But Partridge Whistle still felt that his luck was greater than his strength.

 Tao and vulgarity, immortality and mortals.

 There is a natural chasm that makes people desperate and insurmountable.

Not to mention, there are also shackles such as talent, skills, and skills.

How difficult is it to break the shackles and be free?

 But now is a rare time to be happy. He couldn't even remember how long it had been since he had seen such a wanton smile on the faces of his junior fellow apprentices, especially the old foreigners.

Partridge Whistle didn’t want to spoil the mood.

I can only hide this worry in my heart and plan to ask Chen Yulou when I have time.

 After all, he has never taken a golden elixir, but he still broke the shackles, refining Xiyi internally, and stepped into the Qi refining level.

Perhaps Hua Ling and the old foreigner can do it too.

“Senior brother, next...should we continue to search for beads?”

Suddenly.

Hua Ling raised her little face, and curiosity flashed in her pure and flawless eyes.

 Hear this.

 The old foreigner also looked at the senior brother subconsciously.

 According to the plan before coming.

They planned to cross the Miao border first and head to the Yunnan-Guizhou border to rob the tomb of King Yelang.

 If it doesn’t work.

 Let’s try our luck at the old site of Xiaobolu Kingdom.

 But now, because of Pingshan, all plans have been disrupted.

 Looking at the two young, but extremely tired faces.

Partridge Whistle shook his head, "Go back to Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

"What?"

 Hua Linghe, an old foreigner, had a thought in his heart.

 His face was full of surprise.

 There is also a strong sense of expectation.

Thousands of years ago, due to the outbreak of a ghost curse, the prophet of the tribe paid the price of his life to divine a divination for the tribe.

  The results show that the only glimmer of hope lies in the Central Plains.

 As a result, the Zagrama clan continued to migrate to the interior for more than a thousand years.

 It was not until a hundred years ago that they finally settled in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

It became another clan place.

 All three of them were born and raised there.

 For them, the village may be small, but it has a unique meaning.

is home.

  It is a place where one can find sustenance.

 “I said, I won’t run away for the time being.”

“I’m going back home. I haven’t been back for a long time. It’s time to go and worship my ancestors.”

Partridge Whistle smiled slightly and repeated it again.

 Hear this.

 The senior brother and sister finally confirmed that they heard correctly.

 Your eyes suddenly light up and your heart beats faster.

Hua Ling was so young that she couldn't help but cheer.

　　Although the old foreigner on the side was as tensed as possible, the relief on his face could not be concealed at all.

 Calculate the time.

 Since the last time I went out.

 It seems to have been almost three years.

 Over the years, they traveled around.

Countless ancient tombs were stolen, but what they got was disappointment again and again.

 Physically and mentally, I endured unimaginable fatigue.

　Today…

 Finally I can go home.

Hua Ling held her chin with her little hand, her mind filled with scenes from her childhood.

His eyes were blurred, and he couldn't help but feel a little crazy for a while.

　　"Okay, I haven't slept all night. Let's have a good rest first."

 Feeling the reaction of the two people.

Partridge Whistle breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

 In the blink of an eye, it has been more than three years since I came out.

 He only thought about whether he could find Muchen Bead as soon as possible.

  But did not consider whether they were homesick.

  Fortunately.

Now I practice Taoism and enter the country.

 Finally, I found a light in the vast night and saw a glimmer of hope.

He took his junior brother with him and left the Hualing tent.

 Go all the way back to your residence.

After being tense, the old foreigner suddenly relaxed and felt tiredness welling up in his heart. He fell into a deep sleep soon after lying down.

 But Partridge Whistle was still not sleepy at all.

 Think about it for a while.

 Still got up and walked to the desk, taking out a pen and paper.

 He wants to write down the Xuan Dao's Conquering Qi and Building Foundation Skills.

Even though it has already been engraved in my mind.

 Don’t dare to forget a single word.

But in such an important Taoist inheritance, even if there is just one missing word, the slightest difference will go a long way.

 Pick out the best page from the few pieces of paper you carry with you.

 Smooth it out little by little, and then press it down with a paperweight.

 He just picked up the pen to write.

The speed is extremely slow, and every word is checked repeatedly.

　　Until the sun reaches three poles, the scorching sun hangs high in the sky.

 He then exhaled and slowly put down his pen.

 The white paper is already densely covered with writing.

When the ink was dry, he carefully rolled up the paper and put it into the bamboo tube containing the map.

 “Passed down from generation to generation.”

 “There will always be a day when you can find the pearl.”

Feeling the settling feeling of the bamboo tube, Partridge Whistle felt relaxed all over.

Even though he hadn’t slept for a long time, his eyes were already bloodshot.

 But his eyes were blazing, as if a ball of fire had been lit.

Walked to the corner of the tent, picked up the cold mountain spring water, and washed his face with cold water to wash away the fatigue and sleepiness.

The partridge whistle dare not delay.

 He returned to the couch, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and entered meditation, and began to practice.

 The Qi Refining Pass is only the first step in cultivation.

 There is still a long way to go.

 There is not much time, so every second counts.

 In the sound of the old foreigner's even breathing, he quickly fell into trance.

 According to what is described in the foundation building technique, the surrounding spiritual energy is guided bit by bit and integrated into the sea of ​​qi and dantian.

 Time passes minute by minute.

 In the blink of an eye.

 It is already noon.

Huamaguai, who had only rested for a few hours, had already woken up early.

At this moment, we are standing in the middle of the camp.

While calculating the way back, I greeted the guys who were packing their bags.

 The entire camp was full of busy people.

By the time we are almost busy.

 He was biting into a steamed bun that he found out from somewhere.

I suddenly realized that although this trip seemed to have taken a long time, it was actually only about ten days or half a month.

 And most of the time.

　　also used in preparation.

They spent three or four days searching for the realgar.

 From going down to the grave to leaving.

 It only took less than two days.

He is also an old man. In the past few years, he has stolen a lot of ancient tombs with the shopkeeper.

This is the first time it has been so fast.

 For a moment, others couldn't help but froze.

 I always feel like something is not quite right.

 But I couldn’t figure it out for a while.

 “What are you thinking about?”

 “Here, if you have anything to eat, bring me one.”

While hesitating, a familiar laughter suddenly came from behind.

Huamaguai bit it subconsciously and almost choked.

 Coughed several times before looking back.

 At a glance, he saw not far away, the shopkeeper with swaying sleeves coming towards him with his hands clasped behind his back.

His eyes were like ancient wells, and there was an indescribable sense of freedom between his brows.

Yes.

 Huamaguai seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his heart.

The reason why Pingshan and his party were able to go so smoothly seemed to be all due to the shopkeeper’s strategizing.

 At this moment, it’s like there is a pair of invisible hands.

  Clear the mess in his mind.

 Things that were difficult to understand suddenly became extremely clear.

"have."

“Shopkeeper, whatever you want to eat, I’ll get it right away.”

Thoughts were surging in his heart, and it took him a long time to realize that the shopkeeper had already arrived.

How could Huamaguai dare to delay? He said quickly.

 “Eat whatever you have.”

 “I don’t pick.”

Chen Yulou never imagined that Huamaguai would think of so many things in such a short time, he just waved his hands and said casually.

 While speaking.

 The curtain door of the tent on the side was opened from the inside.

 A tall and cold figure walked out.

 It is the partridge whistle that ends the practice.

I saw him saying hello to Chen Yulou first, and then smiling and cupping his hands towards Huama.

 “Brother kidnapper, please give me a share too.”

"…good."

Huamaguai is a little confused.

Looking at the smiling face, I felt that this mountain-moving leader seemed a little different from usual.

 He is usually taciturn.

　　　There is still a time when such solicitude is so lively.

He didn’t dare to think too much, so he answered and quickly ran to the place where he was eating.

 In the blink of an eye.

 There were only two people left in the open space.

“Brother Chen, Yang just wants to ask you something.”

 “If you don’t have the golden elixir, can you practice cultivation?”

 (End of this chapter)