Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 82: The Art of Witches and Ghosts: Paper Puppets Come to Life

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 I don’t know how long it will take.

 Chen Yulou just put down his pen and ink and took a long breath.

On the originally empty desk, there were several pages of paper spread out.

At a glance, he took in the topography of Zhelong Mountain, the structures, mechanisms and dangers in King Xian’s tomb.

 Especially the piece of paper in the middle.

 It clearly depicts a simple tomb diagram.

If there were any outsiders here, they would probably be shocked beyond measure.

 After all, a thousand-year-old treasure that only existed in legends appeared in the writing without reservation.

To know.

Although it is the tomb of a prince in a small barbaric country more than 2,000 years ago.

 The tomb of King Dan Xian is extremely famous in the world of fighting.

Countless people have thought about stealing.

 But without exception, all of them lost their troops and generals, and had no choice but to return home.

only.

 Even after working hard for so long.

 A thorough analysis of the inside and outside of King Xian’s tomb.

 But there was not much joy on Chen Yulou’s face.

Instead, his brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of sadness in his expression.

 Why?

 Because it is too difficult to steal the king's tomb.

It was so difficult that even as a time traveler, he felt helpless and almost powerless.

 Pingshan can still take advantage of the foresight and plan the road from the crack on the top of the bottle in advance to avoid the dangers along the way and steal easily.

 First of all, not to mention fighting, just reaching the Worm Valley is a problem.

 Since ancient times, there has been a road in Huashan.

 The Tomb of King Xian is slightly better, there are two roads.

Either across the vast primeval mountain forests.

Either pass through Zhelong Snow Mountain.

 These two paths seem simple.

  but also score situations.

 If we put it in the technological era more than a hundred years later, it would naturally be nothing.

 But what time is it now?

 Early Years of the Republic of China.

To put it bluntly, it has only been a few years since the Qing Dynasty was overthrown, and the old and the young are still dreaming of restoring the imperial system and welcoming the emperor back to Beijing.

 As for the land boundary in southern Yunnan.

It is even more confusing.

 Warlords separatist rule, chieftains are hereditary, bandits are rampant, and various minority tribes are constantly fighting and fighting.

It can be said that except for provincial capitals and several prefectures under their jurisdiction, the situation is slightly better.

  Many places in western and northern Yunnan are still in the barbaric era of slash-and-burn farming and **** sacrifices.

 The golden signboard of Changsheng Mountain is easy to use in the Xiangshui area.

 Arrived in southern Yunnan.

Who cares whether your surname is Chen or Zhang?

Under such circumstances, it is not that difficult to cross the entire Yunnan Province and enter Zhelong Mountain.

Even if it is done.

 The second problem appeared in front of us in an instant.

The mountains and forests that stretch for hundreds of miles outside King Xian’s tomb are shrouded in poisonous miasma all year round. Even the Yi and Bai people who have lived there for generations dare not enter rashly.

 As for crossing Zhelong Mountain.

　　Not to mention that it is difficult to tell the direction in the vast snowfield.

 Hyperthermia, high temperature, and supply are all fatal problems.

 Decades later, Hu Bayi and the other three simply chose to give up.

besides.

 There is another biggest problem.

 How to break the feng shui of the King’s Tomb?

 When he was reading a novel, he pondered over a question over and over again.

That is, if Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle did not break their oath in the original work, and there was no disagreement between them, they chose to steal the king's coffin together.

 Can it be done?

 The final conclusion is that there is a chance, but not even one out of ten.

  And it only exists in theory.

You must know that the tomb of King Xian cannot be broken unless the sky collapses.

This sentence is not just a rumor, but a real existence.

Xianwang relied on the unique Feng Shui topography of Zhelong Mountain, coupled with the underground magnetic field and the witchcraft of evil insects.

 The secret technique of Feng Shui of Mojin Sect, the restraint of life in Bishanmen, and the strength of people in Xiling.

  It means that it is completely useless.

 Severed the advantages of the four factions.

How can you fight in the grave?

 The remaining ten percent.

What he imagined was that since it was impossible to break through a collapse of the sky, then there would be a collapse of the sky caused by a meteorite falling.

 Unfortunately, this possibility only exists in fantasy.

 As for following the path of Hu Bayi and the others again.

These days, a plane will not fall from the sky and smash the big banyan tree, revealing the crimson blood coffin, disrupting the feng shui balance in the Insect Valley.

 So, this 10% possibility is actually basically the same as 0%.

 “The sky collapses.”

 “Where can I find a well-timed collapse?”

Rubbing the center of his eyebrows vigorously, Chen Yulou felt a headache.

 At this moment, what was before him seemed like an unsolvable problem.

But even so, there was no intention of giving up in his eyes.

 Still resolute as iron.

 From the moment I agreed to the partridge whistle that day.

Zhelong Mountain cannot be avoided.

Furthermore, he really didn’t want to make the same mistake again and become an old blind man who made a living by telling fortunes again.

 But he didn’t want all this to become an inner demon.

 Practice and ascend to immortality, and live forever.

 In fact, it is a way to break the demonic barriers and break the shackles.

If you don’t even dare to go to the tomb of King Xian in Zhelong Mountain.

How can we cut off the shackles, break the inner demons, overcome the three disasters, and survive the five tribulations?

“No, meteorites cannot be controlled, but artillery can.”

While thinking about it, Chen Yulou suddenly felt something in his heart.

He was rubbing his brows and suddenly stopped.

yes.

Although it is not convenient to do anything these days.

 But the only thing is that gunpowder and artillery are much simpler to make than later generations.

Of course, the mountain-suppressing cannon will definitely not work.

There are several gates on Changsheng Mountain.

 In my memory, during the chaos in Xiangyin City a few years ago, the garrisoned city troops scattered and fled with their military supplies, and the city gate cannons were also dragged away and sold.

 He had someone get it back from the black market at a huge price.

　　It has always been hidden at the mountain gate of Xiantan Ridge.

Just thinking that if some day a warlord with no foresight really rushes into the battle, it can also be a deterrent.

 But the city gate cannon was very powerful and too heavy.

It took two horses to pull it.

　　　Since going up the mountain, I have almost not moved my position.

This trip from Xiangyin to Zhelong Mountain, a journey of more than 2,000 miles, carried a cannon with me. I was afraid that I would be targeted as soon as I left the city of Xiangyin.

 As for reaching the border of southern Yunnan.

 It seems possible to find a local warlord or buy it on the black market.

　　Isn’t it indestructible?

 At that time, hundreds of cannons will be fired, and the mountains will be flattened. No matter how feng shui the terrain is, it is impossible to maintain the same for two thousand years.

only…

Of course Chen Yulou knew that if he did this, he would definitely alarm the local warlord chieftain.

  Fishing across the border has been a taboo in the world since ancient times.

In addition, on the other side of the Insect Valley is the Zhelong Snow Mountain. If there is too much movement, an avalanche will occur, and then there will be no return.

 Not until you are desperate.

 This can only be regarded as an alternative.

 “What if we use gunpowder?”

Just after this thought came to an end, another thought came to his mind.

 He once saw someone digging into the mountains to mine.

It means to drill a few holes in the cliff, calculate the correct weight, fill in gunpowder, and break through the rocks at the minimum cost.

 If we follow this idea.

How about sending gunpowder into the mountain, blowing up the big banyan tree, and breaking the feng shui of the king's tomb?

Think about it this way.

 Chen Yulou increasingly feels that it is feasible.

 The cost is not high and there is no need to use artillery.

 “So, now there is only one question left.”

 “How should I send it?”

Chen Yulou stood up and walked aside, picked up a bottle of bamboo leaf wine from the shelf, poured half a glass of it, poured it for himself, and thought about it secretly.

 It would be great if there were drones.

 As soon as the thought came up, even he couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

It’s already midnight, so it’s best not to daydream.

“By the way, I wonder if there are hot air balloons these days…”

 If I remember correctly. That thing appeared abroad very early.

 But he really hasn't paid attention to what is going on in the country now. He can write a letter to Huamaguai in the next two days.

 Others are in the provincial capital.

 The people I came into contact with were all collectors from all over the world, including wealthy businessmen and celebrities.

 Inquire about something.

Maybe we can get some clues.

Thinking of this, Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows.

 Put down the wine glass, quickly returned to the desk, picked up the pen covered in ink, and wrote down a few things that just came to his mind.

 After finishing writing, the sadness on his face immediately dissipated a lot.

 Whether it can be done or not.

 At least, in this era, the few means that can break open the tomb of King Xian are almost all in front of us.

As for the idea I had when I saw the two-headed armored beast at Bianshanmen in Pingshan, it now seems that there is a high probability that it will not have any effect.

 It's okay to use it to penetrate caves and mausoleums.

 Just because they dug a few holes under the mountain, trying to enter King Xian’s Tomb was almost like a dream.

When the ink dried, Chen Yulou stopped thinking about it, put away the messy papers on the table, and locked them in the drawer.

 It’s not that I think everything is foolproof.

  Simply because he knew that this kind of thing could not be rushed.

 The more anxious you are, the more you will fall into a dead end.

 Instead of thinking hard here.

 It’s better to change your mind and do other things.

 For example, mausoleum genealogy and paper armor technique.

 As the most powerful family among the four major families.

Guanshan Taibao is indeed worthy of the word "mysterious".

Especially the two different skills he has acquired, which are no worse than the Bishanmen inheritance.

 make up your mind.

Chen Yulou stopped worrying and took a wooden box from the bookshelf.

After opening it, there were two old parchments and scattered paper puppets on the desk.

As for the gold medal for mountain viewing, it continued to lie quietly in the box without being taken out by him.

Looking across.

 Chen Yulou's originally restless thoughts.

 This meeting has returned to tranquility.

 Open the parchment, and with the bright lights all around, your mind becomes calm and you begin to meditate.

 Practice does not know how old you are.

 The same is true for him.

What's more, the strange techniques that the Feng family took from the hanging coffins in Wu Gorge are indeed obscure and difficult to understand.

 Lingpu is not bad.

 After all, I have also learned how to regulate the situation.

 Learning by analogy and understanding, the learning speed is not too fast, but it is definitely not slow either.

However, the art of paper armor is extremely strange, and it is almost difficult to practice it.

 At first, he thought it was similar to the Taoist practice of scattering beans and forming an army.

But after some serious research, Chen Yulou realized that the strange weapon in the Book of Heaven was clearly the art of witches and ghosts.

 That is a method that is completely different from Taoism and alchemy.

The Gu art that is still popular in Miao territory today should be in the same vein as it.

 In the blink of an eye.

 Several days passed in succession.

 During this period, Chen Yulou almost never left.

 All his mind is immersed in the practice of paper armor.

“The person who wishes the blessing also curses to tell the gods, cuts the paper to drive away people, and brings disaster..."

 In the underground palace with flickering lights.

Chen Yulou sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slowly retracted from the paper in the book, and he murmured in a low voice, as if talking to himself.

I don’t know how many days I haven’t slept.

 The eyes are bloodshot.

 But as these words came out of his mouth, his eyes became clearer and clearer, as if two rays of fire were ignited.

 “So that’s what happened.”

Chen Yulou was moved and pointed at the paper puppet on the ground.

next moment.

 An astonishing scene appeared.

I saw the paper figure lying flat on the ground, slowly standing up from the ground as if it suddenly came to life.

at the same time.

  Somewhere, there seemed to be a pull between him and the paper man.

"go!"

 Perceive that strange feeling.

 Chen Yulou seemed to have an illusion, as if he was not facing a paper puppet, but an angry chicken that was connected to his mind.

 My heart dropped.

The paper man immediately walked in the direction he pointed.

Although there is wind flowing in the underground palace, which makes it shaky and seems to break and fall at any time, the magical thing is that the paper man maintains a delicate balance.

"rise!"

Chen Yulou crossed his fingers and suddenly drew an arc in front of him.

The paper puppet instantly felt something.

 There seemed to be wind beneath him, and then he took advantage of the force of the wind and took advantage of it to rise up.

"this…"

 See this scene.

Even he couldn't help but feel shaken.

You must know that to drive the Angry Rooster that day, you still have to rely on the Qingmu spiritual energy to establish a spiritual contract with it, so that you can control it like an arm.

 Now, there is not much magic about that paper armor.

Even the mountain-watching Taibao carried it with him and kept it in the tunnel under Pingshan Mountain for hundreds of years. It was exposed to wind and water, and it is still so flexible in Jing'an today.

 It can only be said that there is indeed some skill in paper armor.

"return."

Chen Yulou felt more and more surprised the more he looked at it.

 He simply waved his hand and called it back from mid-air.

 The paper figurines were flying unsteadily.

 Soon it fell into his outstretched palm.

With the light and fire all around, Chen Yulou lowered his head and looked carefully.

  It is just ordinary yellow paper.

However, when he took the paper puppet apart, he discovered that a strange rune was traced with red cinnabar on its heart.

  Different from Taoist talismans.

The rune in front of you, just at a casual glance, gives people an unexplained and evil aura.

“The paper cuttings are used as puppets and armors, and they are described with witchcraft symbols.”

 “What if I add some eye candy to it?”

As he watched, Chen Yulou suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

 If I remember correctly.

The paper puppet in Pingshan Lu Pavilion has two eyes and five orifices, and it looks like a living person.

Rao was a whistle, and was taken aback at the first meeting.

 But now the paper armor in his hand is only a slap in the face, and his face is blank.

This thought comes together.

 It is like a prairie fire that cannot be suppressed at all.

　　He hesitated a little.

Chen Yulou gritted his teeth, stood up and dug out a box of cinnabar from the bookshelf.

Hiangyin is not far from Chenzhou.

As the most famous thing in Chenzhou, cinnabar is also called cinnabar, red cinnabar and ghost cinnabar. It is said that this material can communicate with ghosts and gods.

 It can be used to draw talismans, suppress ghosts, and exorcise evil spirits.

 The Chen family was born in a rebellion, so how come they don’t have this thing?

 After the Xiling sect's corpse-wrapping nets are made, they are sunk into the cinnabar pool and soaked for half a month before they can be used.

 In this way, rigor mortis can be suppressed.

  Dig out a piece of cinnabar from the box.

After polishing it, Chen Yulou took out a brand new brush and dipped it in the red sand liquid.

 Then he traced the blank face of the paper puppet.

 Draw the mouth and nose first, and finally add the eyes.

 Almost the moment the eyes appeared.

 The paper armor was lying in the palm of my hand like a dead thing a moment ago.

　　 actually jumped up from his hand.

　　It takes root when it falls to the ground, and rises up without any wind.

 In the blink of an eye, he has grown to the size of an ordinary person.

Seeing this strange change, Chen Yulou's heart sank. It wasn't until he saw it standing quietly, motionless, that he felt a little relieved.

　　Looking attentively by the light.

Although the paper man has all the facial features and is lifelike, his body is lifeless.

The eyes were empty and lifeless, looking indescribably weird.

“I heard that Zhang Sengyao, a great painter in the Southern Dynasties, was the best at painting dragons, but he never dotted the dragon’s eyes. He would answer questions, and when he dotted his eyes, he would break through the fog and fly in the wind.”

 “I didn’t expect that paper puppets with eyes... can actually live?!”

I went out during the day. Sorry, the update is a little late.

 (End of this chapter)