Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 112: Half a pool of blood in the crimson jade coffin

 It will be dark at this moment.

 The sun has set, leaving only the red clouds in the sky, reflecting the mountains like blood.

In the dim light of the sky, several guys stared curiously at the crack in the banyan tree.

This old tree has a strange appearance. It has twin branches. The ancients called this phenomenon the tree of life and death or the tree of husband and wife.

 Judging from the green moss, the tree trunks were originally like this.

However, in the previous sky collapse, it seemed that a sky lantern had happened to fall to the top, and the vibration caused by the explosion invisibly widened the crack a bit.

 So, look through the gap at this moment.

You can faintly see the hollow inside the tree...and a faint halo of beauty.

“Wind lantern, hurry up, give me that lantern, there seems to be some ancient treasure hidden in this tree.”

The guy clung to the tree wall, squinting his eyes and looking in.

 Besides the purple light, there seemed to be something like a stone platform lying horizontally.

 It is definitely not a bad idea to be deliberately buried in a tree.

Perhaps it was the person who ordered the emperor to hide it.

The person behind him couldn't see clearly, but he could hear the excitement in his voice. He quickly took off his backpack, took out the lantern, lit it and handed it to him.

 Swaying lights together.

The light slowly dissipates the darkness in the tree hole.

The stone platform-like thing gradually revealed its original appearance.

The guy’s pupils suddenly widened.

 Even his breathing became rapid.

 “Ghost day...it’s a **** coffin!”

 “Coffin?!”

 Hearing this, the eyes of the guys behind him all lit up.

 For ordinary people, seeing a coffin is considered ominous, for fear of being contaminated by evil spirits and taboos.

 But those who work in their profession are eating the food of the dead.

  But there is another way of saying it.

It's called making money by seeing the coffin.

 “Ge Laozi’s, let me see it too.”

“What kind of coffin is it? Could it be the coffin for the king?”

“Isn’t it right that King Xian should be buried in a tree?”

“What do you know, you think that the king of a small barbarian country is the emperor?”

 “It seems to be the same…”

 A group of people pushed forward one after another, wanting to see what was going on in the tree hole.

Who wouldn’t want to see how much effort it took to travel all the way from Xiangxi to here?

Unfortunately, the gap between the trees is too narrow, and it is difficult to see clearly even with a wind lantern.

 “No, I can’t see clearly, so let’s get out of the way and let the tree cut it down.”

These words together immediately attracted countless responses.

Immediately, someone took out an axe, their eyes were burning, and they didn't look tired at all.

“Honggu, let the other brothers set up the camp first.”

 See a group of people who are very motivated.

Chen Yulou naturally would not stop him, he just whispered instructions to Miss Hong beside him.

 This ancient tree has a great origin.

Buried in the crimson blood jade coffin in the tree hole is the high priest of the Dian Kingdom who built the tomb of King Xian.

Although this person was born in a small barbarian country, his knowledge is astonishing, especially his attainments in Feng Shui. Throughout the two thousand years since the pre-Qin Dynasty, he can at least be ranked in the top ten.

You should know that water dragon halo is extremely famous in Feng Shui.

 It is regarded as the most mysterious hole in the burial scriptures.

 Belongs to the fairy acupoint in ancient Feng Shui.

  It means that those buried in this kind of Feng Shui caves are all immortals.

 So much so that later generations of earth masters believed that the water dragon halo was just a fabrication by the ancients and that there was no such feng shui treasure cave in the world.

 After all, the following Tianyin Cave, Tianzang Cave and Qilong Cave are all rare to see.

 Not to mention the water dragon halo.

 But this person was actually able to find such an immortal cave and bury King Xian in it in order to transform his body into an immortal.

These methods alone are already miraculous.

 The more Chen Yulou studied the art of Feng Shui, the more he felt that this method was profound and unfathomable.

 It is difficult for ordinary people to know one or two of them in their whole life.

Of course, opening the coffin is not only for gaining insights, but the most important ones are the negative stele with pepper pictures and the dragon and tiger stick.

 The former is engraved with the true mausoleum genealogy.

  The latter is the key to opening the door to the king’s ascension to immortality.

 Compared with these two treasures, the high priest's golden mask and the crimson blood jade coffin were both left behind.

 “Yes, from the shopkeeper.”

Hong girl did not hesitate and immediately took the order and left.

Because this area is shaded by the canopy of the banyan tree, it forms a large open space. It doesn’t even need to be cleaned up. Simply clear away the accumulated broken branches and it will become a natural camp.

 There is a clear division of labor in a line of workers.

 They cut down trees, set up camp, and some people lit fires to prepare meals.

"Brother Chen, although I don't know much about the art of Feng Shui, I do know one thing. The ancients always paid attention to burying themselves close to mountains and rivers, carrying Yang and embracing Yin. Although there are people who pay attention to sealing large trees, trees are Yin objects and rob Qi. transport."

"I've never seen anyone buried in a tree. Isn't this... a mess?"

 While he was thinking quietly.

Partridge Whistle suddenly asked.

Looking at his frown and puzzled look on his face, I think he has been thinking about it for a long time, but still can't get the answer.

 It would be fine if it were an ordinary tomb.

Even the terrain of King Xian’s tomb can be changed.

 The tomb builders’ knowledge of Feng Shui is absolutely unfathomable.

 Why is this mistake made?

Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

 He did get to the point.

However, there was one thing that Partridge Whistle failed to calculate.

This tree coffin is not a burial mausoleum, but the high priest uses himself as the eye of the mausoleum to balance the entire Feng Shui situation.

and…

This is not outside the tomb of King Xian.

 It is a mountain temple.

Since ancient times, the place where a temple was built must have been a grand hall with upright stars and bright mountains, occupying the feng shui.

 But this would be equivalent to destroying the original changed terrain again.

 So, in order to harmonize the terrain and feng shui, there was such a tree coffin.

Partridge Whistle is something I have only heard people talk about, but I don’t understand its meaning, so I only have a partial understanding of it.

At this moment, Chen Yulou did not explain too much, but opened the human skin map and pointed to the gourd pattern on the map.

“This gourd should refer to a mountain temple.”

“The two echo each other, and Feng Shui can naturally maintain a balance.”

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but feel his heart move.

  It's like a pair of invisible hands, sorting out the thoughts in my mind one by one.

“So, what does Brother Chen mean, is this tree coffin intentional?”

"good."

 Chen Yulou nodded appreciatively.

To be honest, Partridge Whistle is definitely talented in Feng Shui.

 Otherwise, according to the timeline in the original work, he should have gone to Wuku Temple and become a disciple of Elder Chen.

 In just a few months, he learned the skill of being a gold captain.

 After that, he went far beyond Mobei.

 Looking for Heishui City in Xixia.

Now he just clicked a little bit, and Partridge Whistle could immediately understand it, and he could also get a glimpse of it.

“This theory of Feng Shui is really ever-changing and difficult to predict.”

 Didn't notice the strangeness in his expression.

Partridge Whistle sighed to himself.

 While the two were talking.

The sky has become darker and darker.

There was silence between heaven and earth. Apart from the sound of wind, there was not even the chirping of insects and birds. It was so quiet that you could clearly hear a pin dropping on the ground.

 Around the old trees.

 Tents have been erected one after another.

The bonfire is also burning brightly.

 It dispelled a bit of the chill.

This place has a huge temperature difference between day and night.

The group of people who were idle gathered around the fire to keep warm and talk. In the flickering light of the fire, a group of people glanced at the ancient trees behind them from time to time, with expectations written on their faces.

"opened!"

 “Broken!”

finally.

There was a clicking sound.

 The man in charge of felling the trees cheered endlessly.

 “Let’s go, Brother Dao, go over and have a look.”

Chen Yulou still hesitated, so he called out the partridge whistle.

 Two people are in tandem.

 Wandering through the camp.

When they got closer, there were already crowds of people under the tree canopy, holding torches or wind lanterns in their hands, illuminating the surrounding area with bright lights. Everyone consciously moved out of the way.

The two of them walked to the entrance of the cave.

Look at it intently.

 I saw that a huge hole had been opened in the wall of the ancient tree.

By the light of the fire, the two of them could clearly see that the space in the tree hole was much larger than they imagined, and could accommodate more than ten people.

but…

At this moment, their eyes were immediately attracted to the jade coffin at the bottom of the cave.

Even though he had expected it, Chen Yulou was still amazed by the form of the crimson blood jade coffin.

  The coffin is almost two to three meters long and half a person tall.

 Transparent like jade, extremely smooth and translucent.

There is a layer of milky white on the outside of the coffin wall as thin as a cicada's wing, but as you go inside, the color of the jade coffin becomes darker, as if it has been soaked in crimson blood.

 Especially when illuminated by light and fire.

  The color reflected from the coffin is transparent and bright, with an intoxicating brilliance.

Everyone present is an old Jianghu.

 A pair of vicious eyes.

But no one could tell what kind of material this jade coffin was made of.

 The most amazing thing is.

Such a large coffin shows no signs of being pieced together, which means that it is carefully carved from a single piece of jade.

　　While the two of them were looking at each other intently, the sounds of swallowing saliva could be heard from outside.

 “Is this…soapstone?”

“No, there’s no such big bloodstone in this world.”

“It can’t be blood jade, that thing is even more rare.”

 A group of guys were arguing in low voices, unable to suppress their surprise in their words.

 Because no matter what it is.

 They all know better.

Just the jade coffin in front of you is a priceless good thing.

 “Brother Dao, do you recognize it?”

Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows and looked at the Partridge Whistle beside him.

“I have been to Tibet and saw a similar kind of jade, which the locals call heaven jade.”

“It is said that it is owned by the Immortal God and can only be used by lamas who have achieved success in spiritual practice.”

Partridge Whistle's eyes moved slightly and he said calmly.

Over the years, he has traveled extensively and visited countless places.

 His knowledge is far greater than that of the guys from Changsheng Mountain.

 “Is there hidden jade in the sky?”

 “Brother Dao really has a good sense.”

Chen Yulou immediately understood what he was saying and smiled.

 “Brother Chen has seen it too?”

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

 Chen Yulou shook his head.

  There is no need to worry too much about the material of the jade coffin.

He took the lantern from the waiter on the side and said, "Brother Dao, let's go in and take a look?"

"good!"

Partridge Whistle is also extremely curious about this crimson blood coffin.

Without any hesitation, he followed immediately.

 Kunlun and Hua Ling followed closely behind.

A group of six or seven people stood in the tree hole without any feeling of crowding. However, the tree hole had been sealed for too long, and the air was filled with an indescribable smell.

  But for them.

As long as there is no poisonous miasma, you can feel calm even in the corpse raising ground.

 Hold the wind lantern and approach.

 Simply sweep away the accumulated dust on the jade coffin.

At this time, several people saw that not only was the coffin body in an astonishing condition, but the top of the coffin was also decorated with countless intricately carved patterns.

 Mandarin ducks, swan geese, foxes, rabbits, roe deer and elephants.

They are all rare birds and animals that symbolize auspiciousness and spirituality.

The four corners of the jade coffin are engraved with flower and grass patterns.

As for the four walls of the jade coffin, they are covered with lotus petal patterns and decorated with diamond-shaped reliefs.

 The most expressive among them is.

There are also several birds with ganoderma lucidum in their mouths, fluttering their wings and ready to fly.

 Just a few cuts and the painting becomes lifelike.

　　It made several wise old men present feel shaken and amazed.

 It is not said that it is an ancient coffin from the Dian Kingdom period of more than 2,000 years.

I am afraid that most people will think that it is the tomb coffin of a prince or nobleman from the pre-Qin and Han dynasties.

 Regardless of style or decoration.

 Almost all in Han Chinese style.

Partridge Whistle's heart moved slightly, and he even began to wonder whether this so-called high priest might be a Han.

 After all, during the Qin and Han Dynasties, the Dian Kingdom had already been annexed and included in Yizhou County.

 After that, the Dian Kingdom completely disappeared in the long river of history.

 It does not seem strange that Han people entered the Dian Kingdom.

“Kunlun, open the coffin!”

Chen Yulou's fingers lightly traced the coffin body.

 A surprising chill floated through the air.

Such transparent and flawless jade is rare to see, let alone cold jade, so it is no wonder that it is used as a coffin body.

　　I immediately stopped hesitating and shouted softly at the tall figure opposite.

Kunlun responded, leaned down, stretched out his fingers and groped along the bottom of the coffin lid for a while.

Soon, his eyes lit up, "The shopkeeper is not sealed."

"good!"

Hearing this, Chen Yulou’s heart dropped.

 Immediately call a few guys to work together.

They were seen standing side by side along the jade coffin, holding the coffin lid with both hands and working together.

The coffin lid is not that heavy.

 It’s just that it’s been left here for too long.

 The coffin body and lid have almost been integrated into one body.

 But with the combined efforts of a group of people, the coffin lid was quickly lifted gently.

only…

　　A gap has just been exposed.

An indescribable pungent smell surged up, filling the entire tree hole almost instantly.

 “Don’t worry, it’s not poisonous, keep carrying the coffin.”

Seeing the expressions of several people change drastically, Chen Yulou just shouted in a deep voice.

He knew full well that it was the smell of blood in the coffin, not miasma.

Hearing what the shopkeeper said, the few of them were no longer worried and continued to open the coffin with a calm look on their faces.

 As the gap becomes larger and larger.

Threads of bright red light also refracted from the coffin.

Seeing this situation, everyone subconsciously looked at it.

 But then... his expression changed.

 “Wait a minute, it’s blood!”

“Oh my god, why is the coffin full of blood?”

“The blood coffin…couldn’t it be a demon buried in it?”

I saw that the entire jade coffin, as far as the eye could see, was filled with thick, red liquid that looked like blood.

No one has ever seen such a strange situation.

 For a moment, all the guys felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and the bone-chilling cold air rushed straight to their heads.

If it weren't for the fact that the shopkeepers remained motionless, they would have fled long ago.

 It is true that they seek wealth.

 But there must be a flower of life.

 Don’t talk about them.

Even Kunlun, Hua Ling, the old foreigner, and Miss Hong had their eyebrows furrowed, their heartstrings tightened, and their eyes fixed on the swaying depths of the **** water.

 As if...some monster would come out of it.

"Don't be so panicked. Use the Mingtang Jinjing to remove the aura of heaven and earth to control the Feng Shui star position."

“If it’s really something evil, then why would King Xian ask for an immortal?”

Seeing that Partridge Whistle's right hand was pressed on his waist twenty times.

The atmosphere inside and outside the tree cave is just like before the mountain rain comes, so solemn that one can hardly breathe.

Chen Yulou shook his head, smiled, and joked.

“Shopkeeper, boss, isn’t this really blood?”

Hong girl suppressed her nausea and pointed at the scarlet liquid in the half-coffin and asked.

“Have you ever heard of gold-mercury water? This thing is similar to it. It is a method used by the ancients for antisepsis, but the color is indeed a bit weird.”

 Chen Yulou’s five senses were astonishing.

Have long been aware of a faint medicinal smell in the pungent smell.

 I think it was made from the great medicine of Zhelong Mountain and concocted using witchcraft and secret methods.

 “Take the Exploring Yin Claw!”

 (End of this chapter)