Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 120 Ancient stone sculptures hunt undead insects!

 “Big demon?”

 “Toad fishing for monsters?”

These words were like a thunderclap that struck several people's hearts.

Rao was the first red girl to arrive here, and she also looked confused.

Her attention was completely attracted by the cave that breathed strange mist, and she never thought that there was a big demon in the cave.

 I noticed something strange about a few people.

Chen Yulou did not waste any time and waved to them.

Then he carried a wind lantern and walked straight down the stone bridge formed by fossil trees.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle dared not delay and handed the toad in his hand to a clerk behind him.

He gestured to Hua Ling again with his eyes.

 Let her stay here first.

Such a weird place, and the water is full of naked female corpses.

 For a little girl like her.

 The best choice is to stay and wait.

Hong girl hesitated for a moment, but decided to stay with her.

 Besides, if they all leave, if something changes again, she can still cope with it if she stays.

 In the flickering light.

There are only four people, Chen Yulou, Kunlun, Partridge Shao and Lao Yangren.

 Walking quickly through the stone bridges by the light of the fire.

 A few minutes later, the group of people arrived at the entrance of the cave.

If you listen with your ears straight, you can even hear the dull thunderous breathing.

 “It’s really…”

Partridge Whistle's face darkened slightly.

Just now when Chen Yulou talked about the big demon, he specially sensed it with his energy.

 But found nothing.

 But there is always some doubt in my heart.

But at this moment, the sound of breathing was endless, and he could not imagine what kind of astonishing monster was dormant in the cave to make such a terrifying noise.

 It’s not just him.

　　Kunlun and the old foreigner were obviously aware of it.

The two subconsciously held the halberd and the long bow, and stared down at them, their expressions full of vigilance.

 “This way.”

 But Chen Yulou just pointed to the left side.

 While speaking.

The wind lantern in his hand was also raised forward.

 The light of fire dispelled the darkness, and the three of them saw... a cliff standing in front of them.

 Leaved in a humid and cold environment for too long.

 The stone wall looks like it has been dipped in ink.

Even if the light shines on it, it only reflects a black glass-like color.

 “Stone platform?”

Waiting for the eyes to chase the lights around to the left.

 The corners of the three people's eyes twitched again.

 Between the deep cliffs, someone had clearly carved out a stone platform.

You can still faintly see the reliefs one after another, with complicated compositions. Just taking a look at them, there is an aura of ancient wilderness rushing towards your face.

I saw a few people’s eyes light up.

Chen Yulou didn't waste any time. He jumped up and landed on the stone platform.

 “Come and see.”

 The three of them did not hesitate.

The stone platform is about two or three meters square, and it can easily accommodate a few of them without feeling crowded at all.

However, no one paid any attention to this.

 My mind is attracted by those ancient reliefs.

 The first thing that catches the eye is a tall figure.

 He is tall, with a dark face and upright hair. He holds a skull in his mouth and looks majestic.

“Isn’t this the mountain **** from the previous temple?”

 The old foreigner frowned and almost blurted out.

 In the mountain temple in the valley, there was such a clay statue enshrined on the shrine.

 There is no skull except in the mouth.

 The rest of the details are almost the same.

　　“That’s it.”

 Chen Yulou nodded and affirmed.

The words just fell.

 The suspicious sound of a partridge whistle came from the side.

“It’s still not right, Brother Chen…Look at the weathering of this relief, it’s at least three to four thousand years old. King Xian was born in the era of Emperor Wu, so it’s only two thousand years at most. This time doesn’t seem to match.”

 As the leader of this era.

Partridge Whistle has seen no less antique artifacts than he has.

Although he is focused on searching for pearls, his eyesight is many times better than that of the court servants in antique shops.

 Finger lightly touches the relief marks.

You can judge the approximate era by 　　.

I dare not say three thousand or four thousand years, but at least it is a relic of the Spring and Autumn Period.

In between, there are the Warring States and Pre-Qin periods.

 The time span is too big.

"Brother Dao, have you ever thought...maybe, King Xian is the one who occupies the magpie's nest?"

　　Boom!

 A short sentence.

It’s like having an enlightenment.

 Let Partridge Whistle freeze on the spot.

“You are saying that this stone platform is not owned by King Xian at all, but is a more ancient existence?”

 “Most likely.”

 Chen Yulou nodded.

“Brother Dao, do you still remember the inscription on the Zhenling Pu inscription? When there was a dispute in ancient Dian, King Xian took away a group of people who were loyal to him and came to Zhelong Mountain.”

 “He went to the greater country and said, “Ten thousand people are coming with him.”

“However, more than 100,000 people were used to build this mausoleum. Brother Dao has never thought about where these extra people came from.”

 Chen Yulou had a sneer in his eyes.

There is a chilling atmosphere in his words.

 “Captives, slaves…”

 The partridge whistle will clear the air.

 In ancient times, to build mausoleums, in addition to recruiting civilian laborers, most of the others were either prisoners of war or slaves.

 The ancient Dian Kingdom was originally a small country.

At the same time as him, there was the ancient Mengmao country in southern Yunnan.

 But they are too far apart geographically.

Therefore, there is only one possibility left. The slaves who participated in the construction of King Xian’s tomb at that time were the Yi people who had lived here for generations.

 It was only defeated by King Xian.

 Having no choice but to become a prisoner.

If this is the case, then the altar here was left by the ancestors of the Yi people.

"I see…"

Partridge Whistle's thoughts were racing, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

On the contrary, Kunlun and the old foreigners, because they have never seen the Zhenling Pu inscription, feel like they are listening to a book from heaven.

 “Look again to see if there are any other reliefs.”

Hearing this, several people looked down again.

It’s just that the reliefs on several sides are badly worn and extremely disordered, making it difficult to tell the order.

 “Shopkeeper, this way.”

Kunlun was still sharp-eyed. When the euphorbia in his hand passed through the dust accumulated on the stone platform, he found another relief.

 Seeing this, several people took action together.

  Clear away the heavy sand and gravel soil.

Soon, a picture scroll with a very different style appeared in front of everyone.

I saw a group of bare-chested natives with feathers on their heads, riding a small boat across the big lake, and appeared under the cliff all the way.

 Seeing this, several people suddenly understood.

 What is happening in the relief is exactly beneath them.

 “Continue reading…”

Chen Yulou held the wind lantern and walked to the left.

soon.

 A barbarian wearing a horned helmet appeared.

 I saw him standing on the stone platform.

　Judging from his attire, he should be a leader or a priest.

 Command the natives in the water to hunt the toads in the lake, tie them with ropes, and throw them into the cabin.

 Not long.

The group of people arrived at the entrance of the cave by boat.

 It was different from what they saw now.

 There was billowing black smoke coming out of the cave.

"black?"

 “Shouldn’t it be red mist?”

Kunlun looked surprised. When he crossed the stone bridge just now, the red mist that rose up made him feel like blood was flowing in the air.

“Perhaps the paint has faded and the color has disappeared.”

 Chen Yulou was not too surprised by this.

 Antiquities from thousands of years ago.

It is hidden in this underground cave.

If it were placed in the outside world, even the traces would have been erased long ago. “They are also fishing for monsters!”

 Wait until the next stone carving is cleared.

 The situation described in the picture makes people feel shocked.

I saw the natives, under the orders of the priest, carrying the hunted toads on long bamboo poles and carefully going deep into the cave.

 “It’s not like fishing for monsters…but I want to hold a mysterious sacrifice!”

Partridge Whistle shook his head.

 Point to the next picture.

I don’t know how long it took, but the bamboo pole that went deep into the cave was dragged back, but the toad that was still alive and kicking a moment ago has now become like an old tree withered roots.

 A pair of eyes stared out, almost falling out of their sockets.

 Lifeless, with a dead look on his face.

“Could it be that the people living in the cave are the mountain gods worshiped by the Yi people?”

Old foreigners are worthy of following the Partridge Whistle around the country for many years.

Although he speaks very little, almost every sentence is to the point.

At this moment, when his guess came out, Partridge Whistle's deep eyes couldn't help but light up.

 “It’s really possible!”

Hawking secretly, Partridge Whistle subconsciously looked at Chen Yulou.

“If that’s the case, Brother Chen, couldn’t the sound we heard just now come from the mountain god?”

 Legend has it that Lu Dongbin attained enlightenment and became an immortal, and he arose and wrote a poem.

 It only mentioned that "the eighth hundred and autumn years of Dedao" were mentioned.

 The six-winged centipede in Pingshan has lived for six to seven hundred years, which is incredible to them.

 If this is really the case.

Then what kind of old demon should the mountain **** in this cave be?

The king of Xian asked for a **** fairy, but the ready-made fairy is right here.

Kunlun and the old foreigner had obviously thought of this, but at this moment they were so shocked that they didn't dare to say anything nonsense.

 Three or four thousand years.

 How could this happen?

Tongshou and longevity are not old, but that's it?

  In this world, if a person can live for a hundred years, he is considered auspicious and an immortal among men.

"Scared?"

Chen Yulou glanced at the three of them and smiled.

"It's not that I'm afraid, this...Brother Chen, if it's really the mountain god, wouldn't we be killing the god?"

Partridge Whistle shook his head.

"It's not right to kill the gods. If you want to achieve great things, it doesn't matter whether he is a **** or a demon."

Chen Yulou smiled.

This is more like talking to myself.

Different from the three people in front of me, they practice Taoism, but they themselves follow the path of immortality.

To put it bluntly, in the world of ghosts blowing out lanterns, no one who seeks immortality seems to have a good end.

 Xian Wang, Feng Shigu...

 Even including the First Emperor of Qin, Emperor Wu of Han, and Huang Pizi.

 Pingshan ruins can be traced back to the pre-Qin Dynasty.

 Send alchemists into the mountains to bake the elixir of immortality.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty heard that the ancient Dian country had phoenix courage that could make people immortal and immortal, so he sent people to ask for it.

 As for that yellow-skinned man.

On the other hand, he desperately wants to become a fairy.

 It’s a pity that no one can do it.

They all turned into dry bones in the barren graves.

Although he has practiced the Qingmu Longevity Technique, it is equally difficult to take that step.

"this…"

 Chen Yulou said this even if he was talking to himself.

 But it still fell into the ears of the three people clearly.

 Including the partridge whistle, everyone's expressions changed.

 “Today we know Brother Chen’s ambition.”

 “Yang admires me!”

After a long time, Partridge Whistle sighed secretly, cupped his fists and expressed admiration.

 Because even he never thought that this person would be so determined to seek immortality.

And his original intention from the beginning of practicing Taoism was to get rid of the ghost curse in his body.

 Haven’t thought much about it other than that.

 “That brother?”

 Chen Yulou also came to his senses.

Looked at them with a smile.

“Since Brother Chen ordered me to do it, even if it’s a sea of ​​swords and fire, Yang is willing to go for it.”

Partridge Whistle gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

 He just finished speaking.

 Kunlun and the old foreigner on the side also nodded heavily.

 See the situation.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but feel relieved.

 The scene in the stone carving has ended here.

Since those barbarians thousands of years ago could use toads to sacrifice immortal insects.

Then if you catch it today, it shouldn’t be a big problem.

“In this case, let’s not waste time and return to the stone bridge to prepare.”

"good!"

 The group quickly turned back.

 He briefly told the guy on the stone bridge about the situation in the cave.

However, the paragraph about the mountain **** is deliberately vague.

 It only said that he wanted to hunt monsters.

  After all, these days, people don’t feel much about corpses. After all, they are eating the food of the dead, but gods, ghosts and other such things are feared from the bottom of their hearts.

 Hearing this, the thieves did not have any objection or hesitation.

 On the contrary, everyone was extremely excited.

After all, the scene of killing a python and dividing its meat in the lake a few days ago is still vivid in my mind.

 This mother-in-law Yunnan and her team have come to the right place.

 Following the shopkeeper is a pleasure.

If you stay in the mountains, you will never see those legendary mountain spirits and water monsters in your lifetime.

 Let alone hunting the big monster.

The group cleaned their guns and sharpened their knives, waiting to fish out the big monster from the cave and kill it.

Maybe you can even taste monster meat.

To be on the safe side, Kunlun and the old foreigner made a special trip to the lake and caught three or four toads.

 Wait until everything is ready.

The stone bridge was already covered with wind lanterns, illuminating the surrounding area as brightly as daylight and reflecting the faces of people who were excited and unspeakable.

soon.

 A bamboo raft floated slowly across the lake.

Kunlun stood at the front of the row holding a bamboo pen, his face was calm, and his eyes could not hide the murderous look.

 Penny hung a calf-like toad on his head.

 It seems to be aware of its fate.

 He opened his mouth wide and his expression looked extremely frightened.

It was struggling desperately in mid-air, but unfortunately, in order to prevent it from escaping, its whole body had already been tied into a rice dumpling.

 Wait until the bamboo raft is close to the entrance of the cave.

Kunlun looked back at Chen Yulou, who nodded silently.

 Sensing the shopkeeper's thoughts, he no longer hesitated, raised the bamboo pole with both hands, and stretched the toad into the hole bit by bit.

 See this scene.

Everyone on the stone bridge subconsciously opened their eyes and did not even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of missing any scene and fear of alarming the big monster in the cave.

 Only a moment.

In the originally quiet stone cave.

It was like a landslide.

The rumbling movement continued.

"coming…"

 “Kunlun, hold on!”

Although the weird red mist can isolate spiritual consciousness to a certain extent.

 But Chen Yulou has an amazing ear.

 It was immediately clear that the undead insect in the cave was obviously awakened by the toad's breath.

 “Pull back!”

 Instructions word for word.

Kunlun is also a ruthless person, with no trace of fear on his face.

 Even as the thundering sound gets closer and closer.

 Not long.

The sound turned into a clang of iron armor, mixed with a burst of heavy breathing.

It seemed as if... there was a snake, python or elephant covered in armor, rushing towards me from the cave.

 The red mist at the entrance of the cave became thicker and thicker with the sound.

Flickering light and dark.

 “Kunlun, come up!”

 Until the sound of the clashing of iron armor reaches its peak.

 Chen Yulou swung the sky-piercing rope in his hand, and Kunlun didn't hesitate, dropped the pennant, grabbed the hook rope with his backhand, and jumped up.

　　Boom!

 Almost the moment he left the bamboo raft.

 A ferocious giant face with a golden mask surged out from the red mist!

 (End of this chapter)