Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 92: Walking through Shuidu Cloud Cave

Xiangyin.

 Located in the south of Dongting Lake, at the end of Xiangjiang River and Zijiang River.

He also sat and looked at Yuanling, Xiangtan, Yuanjiang River and Lishui River.

In the land of three Xiangs and four rivers, it can be said that the location is excellent, and the transportation is extremely convenient whether going north or south.

There are Dazhang Sanhu in the north of Xiangyin, which were originally part of Dongting.

It’s just that the changes in the sea have gradually formed three lakes, but today most people are still accustomed to calling them South Dongting, or Dazhang, Beitou, and Hezhao.

 Shijun Mountain is adjacent to Beitou Lake.

 The group left Zhuangzi.

 Go straight to the Three Lakes of Dazhang.

Chen Yulou is wearing a long gown. At this moment, his eyes are slightly closed, as if he is sleeping but not awake.

The dragon horse underneath him is very humane, and seems to be aware of the owner's state of mind. It runs with great ease, and its hooves land on the ground very gently. Sitting on the horse, you can hardly feel much vibration.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a white feather gently fluttering in the morning mist.

 Not only is the dragon horse beneath him magical.

 The people riding behind them are all rare species in the world.

Partridge Whistle chose a horse from outside Guan, and sat astride the horse's back. His Taoist robes were blowing in the wind, his eyes were shining, his expression was calm, and he suddenly looked like a Taoist master practicing in the mountains.

 Hong girl’s horse skills are not small.

 He is as red as fire.

 She saw it at first sight when she went up the mountain.

 Keep him by your side for ten years.

At this moment, she is wearing a red dress, rising and falling with the galloping horse, her majestic appearance is like a red feather.

As for Kunlun, because he is too tall, ordinary horses cannot bear it.

 He has only one requirement for choosing a horse.

 That means he is fat, strong and has amazing endurance.

The horse under him is half a head taller than the others, with thick limbs. The four hoofs are wrapped in black gold, and the sound of stepping on the stones is like thunder.

 The sound of gold and stone in Qingyue resounded.

 Less than half an hour.

 The convoy and horse team arrived at Beitou Lake Pier.

 The morning fog was thick along the way, and the water mist on the lake was even more amazing.

 You can hardly see much when you look up.

There was only one large ship leaning against the shore, a few sampans and wooden boats passing back and forth in the mist, and a few busy figures faintly visible.

That is the fishermen who rely on the water nearby to get up early and cast their nets to catch fish.

 “Hurry up your hands and feet.”

 “Get the things on board first.”

“Try to spend the night at Chenxi in the evening.”

 At the pier, reminders kept coming.

The Chen family's guys are quickly unloading and loading the ship.

On this trip, including Chen Yulou and others, there were probably more than 40, close to 50, people heading to southern Yunnan.

 Except for the agile thieves.

 Also traveling with the ship were doctors.

 In the land of southern Yunnan, poisonous miasma is everywhere, and it is summer. Traveling long distances is the most vulnerable to heat poisoning.

Without a doctor, we might lose half of our strength before the battle begins.

 Not even a moment.

 All supplies have been shipped.

 In addition to the necessary items, I only carried enough food for three to five days.

 Although prices are astonishing these days.

 But you can replenish supplies anytime you have money.

However, firearms and gunpowder are relatively thorny, and they are tools for self-defense and life-saving, so Chen Yulou did not dare to use them on others.

 “Let’s sail!”

 There were about twenty people walking by water.

 They are all old people who have lived in the mountains for many years.

 Most are good at water-based.

When selecting people, Chen Yulou specifically told Guaizi because there were abundant water systems inside and outside King Xian’s tomb, especially the water dragon halo, so he could not dive and could only face him across the river, out of reach.

At this moment, a shout sounded.

The sound of sails being hoisted suddenly continued one after another, and before long, the speedboat broke through the fog and headed towards Dazhang Lake.

 The three lakes are connected to each other.

 Dazhang is located in the far west and is connected to the Yuanjiang River. Once you enter the river, you can reach the junction of Yunnan and Guizhou.

 Watch the ship leave.

Chen Yulou did not waste any time and looked back at everyone.

 “Let’s go too.”

 “Yes, from the shopkeeper.”

There was a response.

 Then, with the sound of horses neighing and neighing, more than twenty figures quickly rode away.

 According to Chen Yulou’s plan.

 They need to arrive in the Duyun Cave area in southern Guizhou within two days.

Miao and Dong people have lived together in that place for generations, and the chieftains rule the mountain people. They are most afraid of outsiders, but it happens to be the only way to enter southern Yunnan.

 So, you must go in advance and make plans.

 The thieves accompanying him had already received the news.

 There is no surprise at all about this plan.

 Even for them, they do not have the ability to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, otherwise they would have wished they had entered southern Yunnan one day earlier.

It’s best to be like the brothers who went to Pingshan last time.

 Have a big fight.

They have been in the mountains all year round, but they didn’t know that last month the shopkeeper went to the Mengdong River, emptied a large bucket, and retrieved nearly a thousand pieces of artifacts.

 At one time, it almost shocked the entire fighting world.

You know, for hundreds of years, countless people have been thinking about the Pingshan Tomb.

 But no one succeeded in stealing it.

 Only one human life was left behind, as well as countless strange rumors.

What about the Pingshan Corpse King, Corpse Moving Place, Ghost Mist, Mountain Spirit and Great Demon, etc.

But...it only took Chen Yulou less than half a month to steal all this amazing treasure.

 Especially the news coming back from the provincial capital these days.

It is said that it is in the gold-moving building of Baisha Ancient Well.

 Gold is like sand, and oceans of silver pile up into mountains.

Everyone who accompanied the Xiling brothers was rewarded. Even the families of the two who died received a sum of money.

 According to the shopkeeper’s statement.

 This is called a pension.

 For a time, the thieves on the mountain wanted everyone to die.

Those who are not selected are not greedy. Such a large amount of money is enough to buy a small yard down the mountain, buy a few acres of good land, marry a wife, and farm with peace of mind.

This time they were selected to go to southern Yunnan. Everyone was extremely excited and eagerly awaited.

I just want to make a career out of it.

 At least one trip can bring you more than ten years of wealth.

In troubled times, human life is as cheap as grass. Others who want to exchange their lives for money have no such opportunity.

It is worth mentioning that.

 After Chen Yulou stole Pingshan.

I don’t know how many people were jealous and coveted.

There were three or four groups of several thousand bandits alone who went to the Pingshan filter pit to wash sand.

but.

 The Xiling faction has always cut down mountains to make corridors and cut through rocks to hide.

　　If not a single plant or tree is spared, how can it leave anything good to future generations?

Those bandits came one after another, many of them came.

But instead of trying to make a fortune, we encountered the earth energy rising from the bottom of Pingshan Mountain, which was also called the Pig Barrier, and countless people and horses were lost.

 For a time, there were many rumors about Chen Yulou's ability to explore the depths of the sky.

 As for those bandits who did not get any benefits, how could they swallow the bad breath in their hearts?

Since I couldn't go to Pingshan, I set my sights on the ancient tombs and ancient buildings in the surrounding county towns.

It is said that there is an ancient pagoda in Fengming County, which is in the same line as the Pingshan Tomb.

 Buried underneath is a Buddhist monk from the Yuan Dynasty.

As soon as the news came out, the bandits went crazy. They gathered a large number of teams and broke through the city gate. They also used countless gunpowder to blow open the stone door under the ancient pagoda.

It is true that there is a Yuan Dynasty tomb underneath, but there are not many burial objects.

Moreover, the monk's corpse was incorruptible, so a conspiracy was made to return the corpse to the dead.

Everyone in Fengming County is in danger, the wind is trembling, Chenzhou talismans are posted on every household, and no one dares to go out at night.

 Finally, experts were invited to burn the monk's body and bury it again, thus ending the turmoil.

but.

 Fengming and Xiangyin are too far apart.

 The vast mountains of Laoxiong Ridge are separated in the middle.

In addition, after Chen Yulou returned to the village, he spent most of his time either practicing or busy preparing for his trip to Zhelong Mountain, so he really didn’t know much about the matter.

Now I am going to southern Yunnan.

 There is no time to think too much about these rumors.

  Along the way, he almost always occupied two minds, and he did not forget to practice while he was on the road.

 Partridge Whistle and others are similar to him.

Even Kunlun has not yet come into contact with the Xuan Dao Conquering Qi and Foundation Building Technique, and spends most of his time with his eyes closed and thinking.

 From the day he learned shooting from Zhang Yunqiao. Almost twenty days have passed since today.

 The Five Tigers' Door-Breaking Gun has reached the entry-level level.

 Don’t look at it as just an introduction.

But Yue Gun has spent his whole life with swords and spears. If he wants to break through the entry level in spear skills, it will be difficult for most people to reach the threshold in three to five years.

 After getting started, there is subtlety, and after that, there is perfection, and the unity of heaven and man.

 Just with his talent and hard work.

 It is only a matter of time before one reaches the subtle level.

At this moment, he was riding on horseback, looking around at the rolling mountains and ridges, but what he was thinking about was every scene of Zhang Yunqiao's practice of the Five Tigers' Door-Breaking Gun.

 One move at a time, lifting, turning and picking.

After pondering it carefully, everyone else was almost entranced.

 The old foreigner who followed closely behind.

 Ever since I learned that Kunlun could speak.

 In the past few days in Zhuangzi, I often asked him for advice on how to strengthen the muscles and bones and strengthen the blood.

Although Kunlun did not practice horizontal kung fu.

 But he was born with divine power.

 The road to martial arts leads to the same destination through different paths.

　　He described how every time he made a move, how his energy and blood flowed, and how his strength was exerted.

 The old foreigner actually gained a lot.

However, the most shocking thing was when he asked Kunlun to pull his Qinchuan bow.

For the first time, he saw the bow as full as the moon.

You must know that even the omnipotent senior brother in his heart cannot achieve that step.

 But Kunlun did not make any preparations.

 Just a random pull.

 Suddenly there was a buzzing sound from the bowstring, like a gust of wind and rain.

Then…

The dozens of stone Qinchuan Bow was like a full moon in Kunlun's hands, stretched to the extreme.

　　also since that day.

 The old foreigner finally understood the gap between the two.

Now riding on horseback, looking at Kunlun, he is still thinking about his marksmanship even if he is on his way.

 His inner shock was even more intense.

Don’t dare to think wildly, but also calm down your mind, polish your state of mind, and practice meditation.

It was Hua Ling and Hong girl. The two girls seemed to have endless things to say, admiring the scenery along the way.

 “Brother Chen?”

 Sitting on horseback, breathing and exhaling, the week is over.

Partridge Whistle looked at the green-shirted figure in front of him, or to be precise, the long sword hanging outside Longju's body, and couldn't help but show a bit of surprise in his eyes.

 If I remember correctly.

 Chen Yulou used a knife.

This time out, he actually brought a sword with him.

 Looking at the length, it’s at least about four feet.

There are a lot of people using knives these days, and almost all of the Xiling bandits who are opening the road ahead carry knives.

 But the one who carries the sword... He has traveled around the world for many years, but the number of people using it is getting fewer and fewer.

 One is that swordsmanship is difficult to practice.

 Second, if you really encounter a trap, it will be faster to draw your sword and fight.

But based on his understanding of Chen Yulou, he came here specially with his sword hanging. It is definitely not that Ye Gong is a dragon, it is just an appearance.

not to mention.

 Even through the scabbard.

Partridge Whistle can almost feel the sound of the dragon roaring in the box, which makes his heart tremble and feel inexplicably familiar at the same time.

 “Brother Dao, is there something wrong?”

Chen Yulou was holding a map to see where they had arrived.

Hearing the voice behind him, he subconsciously looked back at him.

 “Brother Chen’s sword…”

Partridge Whistle had no intention of asking. After all, it was other people's secrets anyway, and it was most taboo to inquire and pry.

However, feeling the majestic sword energy, he couldn't hold back and blurted out.

 Now Chen Yulou has turned around.

He couldn't hide it, so he had no choice but to ask.

 “Oh, Brother Dao asked about it.”

 Pointed to the dragon scale sword.

 Chen Yulou took off his long sword and threw it away.

 From the moment he was brought out of the furnace in the fire cave and brought back to Chenjiazhuang, he immediately had a scabbard made for the Dragon Scale Sword.

 It is made of purple sandalwood, which is thick and majestic, and is very consistent with the majesty of the Eight-sided Han Sword.

At this moment, the sun is setting, and the incised patterns are still faintly reflected on the scabbard.

 Made it look even more amazing.

"this…"

Partridge Whistle subconsciously reached out and took it, but the moment he took it, he reacted and couldn't help but hesitate.

 “Here, brother Tao, let’s see how it goes.”

Seeing the surprise and doubt in his eyes, Chen Yulou just smiled faintly.

He had actually wanted to take it out for a long time, but he had been busy with his trip to southern Yunnan in the past few days in Zhuangzi, and Partridge Whistle spent most of his time practicing in seclusion after entering the village.

 There is really no good opportunity.

Now that he is asked, he will naturally not hesitate to take a look.

"good."

Seeing how calm he was, Partridge Whistle was no longer shy.

Hold the hilt of the sword and pull it out gently.

Just a few inches out of the sheath, a piercing cold light shone in his eyes.

Partridge Whistle subconsciously closed his eyes.

He only felt that the sword's intention was like a waterfall in the cold light, and there was also a hidden aura that made his heart tremble.

 “Six-winged centipede?”

He finally realized that the evil aura was exactly the same as the six-winged centipede that was killed in Pingshan that day.

Even he, under the overwhelming sword aura, did not dare to look more. He sealed the long sword into its sheath with a swipe and let out a long breath.

 “Brother Dao has a good eye.”

 Seeing him talk about the origin of the Dragon Scale Sword, Chen Yulou couldn't help but raise his head and smile.

 “It’s really…”

 Get a definite reply.

Partridge Whistle's heart moved, and the thoughts in his mind seemed to return to the cave for a moment.

Yes.

 After killing the six-winged centipede that day, Chen Yulou specially took out the demon sinew.

Looking at the long sword in his hand now, he suddenly felt as if it weighed as much as a thousand pounds.

 It's just... integrating the inner tendons of the great demon into the sword. Who in this world can do this kind of skill?

 “Fengwo Mountain, Li Shuguo?”

Thoughts are swirling.

The picture in Partridge Whistle's mind of wandering around and watching the lanterns finally settled in the palace of the underworld, the general of the Yuan Dynasty.

At that time, it was still the location of Fenghuang Mountain that he told us about.

 But he never expected that Chen Yulou could do things so quickly.

This has only been a month.

 The long sword has been released.

"Hahaha, I knew I couldn't hide it from Brother Dao. Chen would have to thank Brother Dao for telling me that day. Otherwise, Chen wouldn't have known that the world-famous owner of Fengfeng Mountain lived in seclusion in Yuhua Mountain by the Yuanjiang River."

 Heard his murmur.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but clasped his fists and laughed loudly.

"Brother Chen, you're welcome. It's an honor for Yang to see such a sword."

Partridge Whistle shook his head, looked at the Dragon Scale Sword attentively, and then returned the sword.

“Brother Dao, do you know where in the world the swordsmanship is the sharpest?”

 Hang the sword back up casually.

 Chen Yulou also came to inquire with interest.

 “With a sword?”

Partridge Whistle raised his eyebrows.

 Thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head.

“I heard that Mr. Zhang Sanye from the previous dynasty was good at using swords, but I don’t know if he has passed it down. If you have a chance, Brother Chen can go and look for Zhang Jiuyi.”

 He is good at the art of moving mountains.

The few killing weapons he had were his two twenty-ring mirror boxes, and the other was the Qinchuan bow of his junior brother, the old foreigner.

 Don’t know much about swordsmanship.

However, these are just modest words. He has traveled around the world for many years, met countless people, and has experienced a lot.

 The next journey.

 The two had a detailed chat about the art of swordsmanship, which benefited Chen Yulou a lot.

  Time also flies by in an instant.

 Unknowingly.

 It is already late at night on the third day.

A team of twenty people finally rode across the county towns of Taojiang, Anhua, Xupu, and Huaihua, and arrived at the boundary of Duyun, which is also the end of the tributary of the Yuan River.

 “Let’s find a tavern first.”

“That place is full of people, so it’s quite convenient to inquire about things.”

 (End of this chapter)