I Live Forever With My Proficiency

Chapter 357 Bathing Painting

After Chen Ping said goodbye to several Fellow Daoists, he continued walking along one of the dark and damp tunnels.

The tunnels here are complicated. Strictly speaking, Chen Ping doesn't know whether he is walking forward or backward.

The only thing that made him happy was that the secret passages here seemed messy and criss-crossed, but he could read some meaning of formations in them.

Perhaps the underground palace itself was designed to make it more difficult for intruders to travel.

Or maybe it's to fulfill some kind of ritual.

Chen Ping himself is the most Apex Level Rank Two formation mage, and he has practiced the psychedelic formation specifically for trapping enemies to the level of Dzogchen.

My understanding of the Rank Two formation has reached its peak.

This is also helpful for him when he is looking for directions in the underground palace. He can vaguely see which passages may be forks in the road, and which passages may be the correct direction.

Therefore, having many skills does not overwhelm the body.

Sometimes he himself would question whether he had spent too much time on practicing various miscellaneous skills. Wouldn't it be good for him to use them all to increase his cultivation?

But at this moment, I realized that it was all worth it.

These are life-saving techniques.

Empty cultivation will not work here.

If he doesn't know the formation, he can only choose the path like other monks at this moment. He will choose the path all over again. If he makes a mistake, he will try again and try again.

The problem is, the more trial and error, the more danger there is.

Of course, even if you can distinguish between the 'gate of life and the gate of death' with the knowledge of formations, even if you walk on the path of the gate of life, it does not mean safety.

Even the living door is more likely to be trapped.

So always be cautious.

'Um? ’

‘There are actually words? ’

While passing by a secret passage, Chen Ping discovered that the stone wall was actually covered with words.

This phenomenon occasionally occurs in the many tunnels he has walked through. But none of them have as much charm as this text.

The text here is recorded in ancient texts.

Chen Ping couldn't fully understand it. He didn't even recognize some words and could only understand a small part of the meaning. But among the limited and understandable words, he had a vague feeling that these words were not simple by relying on his level of understanding that he had practiced countless spells to perfection.

I just can’t tell what’s special about it.

‘There is actually another painting? ’

Chen Ping saw that at one end of the text, there was a picture of a pretty girl taking a bath. The women in the picture were lifelike. The water in the hot spring seemed to be flowing, with mist rising and water vapor swirling around it.

The slender and unobstructed legs of the beautiful girl taking a bath seem to be about to step out of the frame...

etc?

Something's wrong?

How could the paintings on the stone wall be so lifelike?

Chen Ping shook his head quickly and looked over again. He saw that the picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath was just carved from rough stone. How could there be any mist?

How can I have fair skin?

Chen Ping subconsciously touched the evil-killing talisman in his arms. It was still only slightly warm, and there was no violent reaction like encountering evil spirits.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

But his intuition told him that this painting was anything but simple. How could a painting that almost made him, a Gold Core monk, look simple?

He left quickly.

This underground palace is full of weirdness. Curiosity can kill the cat, so it’s better to be careful.

Just after he walked a few feet, the giant painting behind him trembled slightly, and three beautiful women appeared in the tunnel without any warning.

Chen Ping showed resentment for not touching the scroll.

Chen Ping walked in front, slowed down, and slowly touched the evil-killing talisman in his sleeve with one hand. He felt something was wrong.

A creepy feeling came from behind.

"Broken~"

Before Chen Ping could turn around, he threw out a few evil-killing talismans and at the same time hit dozens of heavenly punishment thunder halos with his backhand.

He didn't know what was behind him.

In short, just strike first and take advantage.

At the same time, his body retreated again. In the process, he turned around and saw three beauties out of the bath sneaking into a tunnel like ghosts. They avoided the thunder halo and several talismans. After the spell disappeared, they appeared again strangely in the tunnel. In the tunnel, from far to near in the blink of an eye.

Standing in front of the giant painting.

Wearing a transparent piece as thin as a cicada's wings, she looked at Chen Ping with a charming smile. She didn't make a sound or a word in the whole process, but it seemed as if her whole body was talking——

——Come on, come on.

Chen Ping failed to succeed in any of his moves, so he knew he had met his opponent. These three evil spirits are probably many times more powerful than the one he encountered just now.

His consciousness moved, and more than a hundred evil-killing talismans were shot at the wall on the left. He turned around and fired more than a hundred evil-killing talismans towards the wall on the right again.

The evil-killing talisman is certainly valuable, but life is even more valuable.

Fortunately, I have enough evil-killing talismans.

More than two hundred talismans were placed down, and the Dao Rhyme law of righteousness brought by the talismans quickly flowed along the wall under the guidance of Chen Ping's spiritual power, and then became connected.

The forks in the tunnel were also completely blocked.

He needs to seal these forks in the road and completely block the evil spirit's escape route.

The three female evil spirits didn't seem to expect that the monk would throw out so many evil-killing talismans at once, and they were all stunned for a moment.

This is completely beyond the normal level of understanding.

I'm a bit suspicious of Xie Sheng.

However, they were only slightly stunned. The moment they saw Chen Ping blocking their retreat, they suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping threw more than a hundred evil-killing talismans into the air.

On the opposite side, seeing that the talismans were too dense and impossible to dodge, the three evil spirits actually rushed towards the evil-killing talisman flying in the air, regardless of it.

The evil-killing talisman exploded on their bodies, causing them to let out bursts of miserable screams.

But it didn't stop them from moving forward.

Chen Ping's scalp was numb. The moment he threw the evil-killing talisman, the two-thousand-year-old Wan Lei Bamboo appeared in his hand, and the thunder and lightning halo of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder was thrown out as if it was free of charge.

The sound of "cracking" resounded through the secret passage.

Evil screams came one after another.

The three evil spirits were completely enraged and swooped in the direction of Chen Ping. They were hit by hundreds of evil-killing talismans but they didn't die. They even continued to advance forward.

Chen Ping was horrified.

So he threw out more than a hundred evil-killing talismans.

Xie Sui, who was still persisting, suddenly showed despair, turned around and wanted to escape back to the ancient painting, but the dense thunder and lightning aura never stopped.

goblin.

go to hell.

"Crackling~"

The three female evil spirits screamed miserably and stretched out their hands to reach for the ancient paintings, only to find that their hands were blown off in an instant. Unable to advance even an inch, they made a desperate move and attacked Chen Ping. Unfortunately, they found that almost the entire tunnel was filled with a halo of thunder and lightning.

In the end, it was blown away without a trace and completely annihilated.

To be on the safe side, Chen Ping did not dare to stop and bombarded the open space one after another.

It was not until the evil-killing talisman emitted no heat at all that it stopped casting the spell.

It was so thrilling.

Fortunately, I brought some talismans.

Fortunately, Heaven Punishment Lei Xiu is a little more proficient.

Otherwise, today would be really troublesome.

Chen Ping recalled what he saw when he first arrived at this secret passage. Judging from the traces at that time, some monks should have passed by here, and he did not know how many people suffered.

These three evil spirits are obviously not ordinary things.

At this moment, on the picture scroll on the wall, the three beauties taking a bath have become dim. Even if you look closely, you can't see the charm of bright eyes.

That's a very poor picture.

‘Strange, there was clearly evil in this painting just now, but why didn’t the evil-killing talisman emit any heat when I passed by here just now? ’

'There was no heat or burning even while I was in the hallucination. ’

‘This painting can not only accommodate evil spirits, but also shield it from evil spirits? ’

Chen Ping was shocked when he thought of this.

From the information he learned in the past, evil spirits can be artificially controlled. For example, demon cultivators have a secret method that can turn the soul of a Demonic Beast into a demonic evil spirit after death, greatly increasing its power.

But the evil spirit of this evil spirit is equally strong.

As long as you get close to it, the evil-killing talisman will definitely generate heat.

Chen Ping had never heard of a method that could hide evil spirits.

‘There is a cult in this world. I don’t know if this painting is related to the cult? ’

‘If this painting is a Law Weapon that accommodates evil spirits, then what about these ancient characters that cannot be fully recognized? ’

Chen Ping thought for a while and drew the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword.

With a wave of the ancient sword, four sword energy flew out, neatly cutting the scroll and the stone wall with the inscriptions on it, and then swung the sword again to split the rectangular stone in two.

The scroll is a rectangular scroll about one foot long (about 3.3 meters) and less than half a foot wide.

The same is true for textual tablets.

Chen Ping used his spiritual power to hold up the two stone tablets. After putting them down, he took out a stack of evil-killing charms. One by one, he covered the front, back, left, and right sides of the two stone tablets with evil-killing charms, and then put them into a separate storage bag.

He knew very little about strange things and had no way of knowing what the value of these words and scrolls was.

Take it back first and then talk about it.

Then I'll look for some information.

Chen Ping put away his things, swallowed a Qi Gathering pill to replenish his spiritual power, and then quickly left the place of right and wrong.

…

Shortly after Chen Ping left, a total of three monks, two Gold Core and one Foundation Building, hurriedly came to the secret passage where Chen Ping had just fought.

"Senior, right there."

The Foundation Building monk pointed in the direction of the other end of the secret passage, with lingering fear and luck of survival in his tone:

"The junior saw with his own eyes a senior who was in the early stages of Gold Core and was haunted by evil spirits. In the end, he was dragged into a painting. It was only because the junior was far away and ran fast that he saved his life."

As he spoke, he backed away from the two Gold Cores.

What he didn't say was that he still had a withered scar on his upper arm that was injured by evil spirits.

"Coward, what's there to be afraid of when I'm here?" the white-bearded old man from the Gold Core Late Stage scolded.

Although he said so, the old man couldn't help but twitch his Adam's apple.

The evil spirits here are not simple.

Sometimes relying solely on realm suppression may not be feasible.

Moreover, according to the Foundation Building junior, this evil spirit is so powerful that it can directly swallow an early Gold Core.

If the monk from the Foundation Building hadn't asked him in front of the group of monks to save the Gold Core that was dragged into the painting, and he had boasted so much in advance that he couldn't save his face, he wouldn't have been willing to take a trip into this muddy water.

"I've been standing here for so long, but the evil spirit has never appeared. He probably ran away long ago. In my opinion, there is no need to go there. What do you think, Fellow Zhu Daoist?" the white-bearded old man said lightly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged Gold Core's hand next to him suddenly relaxed and he quickly handed it over:

"What Fellow Daoist said is true."

After a pause, he felt that it was not safe, and added:

"Evil spirits are most sensitive to strangers. Since they haven't appeared for so long, they can't still be there."

"Wait a minute." The old monk raised his hand and released his spiritual consciousness to see that there were no ancient paintings at all in the place described by the Foundation Building monk.

There is only a large hole in the stone wall.

The tunnel is also very special. The water stains have been completely burned away and everything is charred.

He moved and appeared in front of the hole the next second, his mouth slightly opened in surprise.

The two people behind also rushed over quickly.

"Li Fellow Daoist..." The middle-aged Gold Core was about to ask what was going on when he saw the flat hole.

"My little friend, how many pictures of beautiful women taking bath are there in that picture?" the white-bearded old man asked calmly.

"...Yes." The monk from the Foundation Building looked puzzled. He was afraid that the two seniors would misunderstand that he was lying, so he quickly said:

"Senior, everything junior said is true. Although junior was very far away at the time, senior Gold Core was wearing a sparkstone, so junior could still clearly see every move here. There is a picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath here, which is lifelike. "

"Beasts." The old man looked at the wall and sighed:

"Which Fellow Daoist is he? He actually brought Xie Sui home with him and the bathtub. He didn't even let Xie Sui go. He is a role model for us!"

Two people behind:...

"That's not right." The middle-aged Gold Core knocked on the ground:

"Nearly a foot of soil on the ground has been burned into scorched earth. This..."

Several people looked at the secret passage again, only to find that everything was scorched black.

"At least five or six monks took action at the same time to achieve this."

"should be."

"..."

Chen Ping carefully walked through the tunnels, and walked like this for a while. He saw that the passages were getting wider and wider, and the water stains were getting less and less.

Occasionally, you can see some weird sculptures and stone statues.

The ceiling of the cave is getting higher and higher.

Until a burst of noise reached Chen Ping's ears, and he looked around and saw that he seemed to have reached a core area of ​​the underground palace.

It was a huge Cave Mansion.

There are many familiar figures in the cave.

Xiyue?

"Teacher...sister." Chen Ping was overjoyed and rushed out of the secret passage and walked over.

This kind of joy is not only the joy of seeing Xiyue, but also the joy of seeing the large army and being temporarily out of danger.

"Brother Zan." Xiyue was also happy.

Being able to have Xiyue call him brother made Chen Ping so funny that he felt an inexplicable sense of pride.

"Sister, I'm worried about you. Fortunately, you're alive." Chen Ping went over and hugged her.

Xiyue was stunned for a moment.

Then he stomped hard on Chen Ping's instep with one foot.

Chen Ping…

‘Don’t get me wrong, it’s all a show, how can any brother not be excited to see his sister alive? ’... Chen Ping transmitted the message calmly.

Xiyue gritted her teeth and smiled.

"What's going on here?" Chen Ping let go of his master, who was weak everywhere, and looked around for a while.

The Cave Mansion is very wide, like a small square. There are some sculptures, some murals, and some collapsed walls around the Cave Mansion.

There seemed to be twenty or thirty people in the Cave Mansion.

It seems that not many people have arrived here.

When these people saw Chen Ping come in, they just nodded slightly and continued to look up at an ancient tower in the center of Cave Mansion.

Fellow Daoist, who only knew Chen Ping personally, greeted Chen Ping from a distance. He saw Chen Ping hugging his sister and did not come to disturb him.

"Listen to what the guardian of the ancient pagoda over there said, this is the central area of ​​the underground palace. If the underground palace hides a way out of Canglan, then it is most likely to be hidden here. Everyone is now understanding the secret." Xi. Yue said with serious eyes.

No wonder.

No wonder everyone seemed very busy, and even when other Fellow Daoists came in, they didn't say much.

It turned out that they were all looking for a way out of Canglan Grassland.

"Let alone getting out of Canglan Grassland, how do you get out of this underground palace? Doesn't anyone care about this?" Chen Ping whispered.

"There is no need to worry about this. The passage was opened by Jiang Youwei and three others, and we were all sucked into the underground palace at that moment. However, the ancient formation was not completely destroyed. We will be thrown out again after a certain period of time. "Xi Yue whispered. In public, she consciously avoided calling herself 'this person'.

Chen Ping cursed in his heart.

I'm afraid the guardians of the ancient pagoda already knew this information, so why did they hide it from everyone?

Sure enough, Immortal Cultivation World only has interests and no honesty.

Even if it is for the same goal.

"Aren't you angry? But it's actually understandable. If you knew this in advance, would you still explore everywhere? No, you would just stay there and wait for the moment you are thrown out."

Xiyue seemed to have seen through Chen Ping's anger and whispered. As an old antique who has lived for hundreds of years, she seemed to have taken it lightly.

Seeing human nature clearly.

Chen Ping thought of something and asked jokingly:

"If one day, in order to achieve an extremely important goal, Master needs to perform a certain action, and this action is likely to put the disciple into an extremely dangerous situation, and if he is not careful, he will die. Master will Do this?"

The question seemed frivolous, even teasing.

But Chen Ping didn’t just ask randomly.

In fact, it has a purpose.

According to the conversation between Jiang Youwei and the haggard old man, as well as the soul-searching of the honest monk, it can be known that there is either no way out of Canglan Grassland. If there is, then this method must be related to the Demon World's imprisonment to the human world.

When leaving Canglan Grassland means breaking this confinement, how will Xiyue choose?

Chen Ping needs to know this.

He would never let himself be trapped in Canglan Grassland for the rest of his life. He wants to live forever and live as long as heaven.

Instead of spending your limited life here.

"I know what you want to ask, don't worry, even if there is no way to get the best of both worlds, I will not ignore your life or death. I owe you a life. But don't worry, believe me, I can find a way to get the best of both worlds." Xiyue Her beautiful eyes stared straight into Chen Ping's eyes, speaking seriously.

Chen Ping didn't know for a moment whether she knew what she was asking.

But her serious expression gave people a sense of trustworthiness.

"Stop talking about this, why are there only so few people here? How long have you been here?" Chen Ping changed the subject.

Xiyue straightened her body:

"Me? I've been here a long time."

"It's been a long time?" Chen Ping was surprised.

"Yes, when I fell in, there were only two tunnels outside this Cave Mansion, and I quickly reached here. What about you? You weren't in danger, were you?" Xiyue asked.

hiss.

Chen Ping felt as if a lemon had just fallen into his heart.

It's so irritating that people are so different from each other.

I have worked hard and gone through thousands of hardships, just like the Tang monk who was studying for scriptures, and finally got here.

It turns out someone was born in Rome.

What's the point of playing?

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Chen Ping had chest tightness and was angry.

But then I thought about how lucky I was compared to the dead monks I met on the road.

"Well, it's good that we're not in danger. I'll take the time to look for any clues and try to find something before I go out." Xiyue looked at the center of Cave Mansion and said:

"According to what the guardian of the ancient tower said, I'm afraid there isn't much time left at this moment. It's only a finger of incense at most."

Chen Ping nodded.

He looked around again. The Cave Mansion was large and there were not many people, but it seemed like there were people looking at every key point.

"One more thing, this underground palace seems to be protected by a formation. Can you figure out what this formation is?" Chen Ping asked softly. Seeing Xiyue's confusion, he continued:

"I know that you can't break this ancient formation by yourself. What I mean is, is there a loophole that could exist. If you accidentally enter a similar environment one day, you can easily get in and out. Even if there are not a few people, as long as you I can get in and out.”

Xiyue raised her eyes:

"The formations in other places may not be such formations. The most critical thing is to avoid straying into them as much as possible."

"However, I can find a way to explore this formation. Whether I can understand the basics of it is unknown."

"Yeah." Chen Ping nodded.

He casually mentioned that after all, ancient formations were everywhere in Canglan Grassland, so he could think of his own way out in advance.

As for whether you can gain anything, just let it happen.

(End of chapter)