Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 122 Ancient Bronze Box Mandrill Bones

 The word "gunpowder" means "a tin of gunpowder".

Everyone understood immediately.

This monster has a terrifying vitality, having fired hundreds of bullets before.

 Don’t talk about cows.

  It is an elephant.

 No, it should be said that even the green-scaled python in the valley and lake should have been beaten into a sieve under such a fierce attack.

 But I don’t know where the insect came from.

 His flesh and blood were beaten to pieces, but he was still alive.

 If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, no one would believe it if you spread it.

Now, the shopkeeper is obviously really angry, and he is determined to kill him.

 A few guys who were responsible for guarding the explosives.

Without any hesitation, he quickly took off his backpack.

 Carry out the remaining gunpowder from it.

 In order to break the Feng Shui situation, most of the gunpowder was used in the man-made collapse.

“Shopkeeper, these are the only pieces left.”

 Nowadays, gunpowder is not like that of later generations. Instead, it is wrapped heavily in kraft paper and stacked like bricks, leaving a igniting fuse.

 Each piece weighs about three to five kilograms or ten kilograms.

 It is not only inconvenient to carry around.

 Once immersed in water, gunpowder cannot be reused.

 So, the guys along the way really put a lot of thought into it.

"enough…"

 Looking at four pieces of explosives.

Chen Yulou hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say much, just shook his head and smiled.

These guys are really afraid that it will never die.

 I really want to throw them all away.

　　Not to mention that the undead insect was seriously injured, even at its peak state, it would still be blown into a pile of debris.

 “Kunlun, open its mouth.”

The group was still guessing where he would throw the gunpowder to cause the greatest damage.

 He heard Chen Yulou's calm voice.

  Mouth... Mouth?

　　Short in two words.

 It's like a bucket of cold water being poured over your head.

 Let everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

The shopkeepers are still very good. They are evil people at best. They are simply living kings of hell.

 They couldn’t imagine what it would be like if a piece of dynamite exploded in their mouth.

 I'm afraid that when the Daluo gods come, they will all suffer from hatred.

 “Yes, from the shopkeeper.”

Kunlun grinned.

Grab a piece of rope from the sky rope and wrap it around your wrist.

 The rope that is originally stretched in a straight line will produce a sharper buzzing sound.

The gap in the undead insect's mouth was instantly made longer and deeper, and blood overflowed crazily again.

 Under severe pain stimulation.

The **** mouth slowly opened.

"coming…"

Chen Yulou’s eyes flashed.

Stretched out his hand directly, put the fuse in front of the wind lamp and lit it.

　　With the roar of fire, it lit up.

 The atmosphere on the stone bridge instantly became tense.

Soon, the fuse was about half burned, and he threw it away without any delay.

The uncertain red light flashed through the night, and then fell accurately into the open mouthparts of the undead insect.

It also seems to be aware of the danger.

The huge body twisted desperately, but unfortunately, how could Kunlun give it a chance? The muscles on both arms swelled like knotted tree roots.

 In an instant.

Then an unimaginable force burst out.

The rope was tight and trembling.

It is a sharp weapon that can move mountains. If it were replaced by a rope, I am afraid it would have been broken into countless pieces.

　　Boom!

 The fuse is burned out.

An earth-shattering rumble resounded.

The undead insect's weird mouthparts were instantly blown to pieces.

 Green blood, accompanied by a large red mist, and countless squirming pieces of flesh and blood, scattered like rain all over the sky.

 Swayed a few times outside the cave.

 It can no longer hold up.

The whole body crashed into the lake, and the dragon scale demon armor completely disappeared.

 Only a black body was left, sinking into the water.

 At the moment of the explosion.

Kunlun felt his hands loosen up, and he quickly stepped back, about to fall off the stone bridge. Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle had quick eyes and quick hands. One on the left and the other on the right, they reached out and patted him on the back.

 Forcibly remove the strong energy.

  But even so.

Kunlun's face also turned pale and he stood there breathing heavily.

 “Are you okay?”

"fine…"

Kunlun shook his head.

 “Floated.”

 “Look!”

 When two people are talking.

The guys screamed in exclamation.

Seeing that Kunlun's energy and blood were just disordered, Chen Yulou was relieved and looked down with his hands behind his hands.

As expected, the insect corpse that sank as deep as the bottom of the lake has slowly emerged from the water. Its bloated body was like a ball of sponge foam soaked under the water. It was indescribably disgusting.

The originally clear lake water was stained with blood and became turbid.

 “Brother Chen, what’s next is…”

The partridge whistle is also overlooking.

It’s just that he didn’t understand why Chen Yulou, who had always been calm and thoughtful, went out of his way this time and insisted on killing this monster.

 Even, it may not be a demon.

 It’s a living thing that you don’t even know.

"hold on."

 It is different from the confusion of Partridge Whistle.

At this moment, Chen Yulou was more relaxed than ever before. His night eyes were clear and glowing with an indescribable sheen of confidence.

"good!"

Only a few minutes.

The dead undead insect suddenly trembled.

This scene happened too suddenly and was indescribably weird.

 The group of people were frightened and took out their swords and guns again.

 However, the next moment, the vigilance on their faces was replaced by a look of disbelief.

 By the lanterns on the stone bridge.

They clearly saw that one dead float after another floated out of the broken mouth of the undead insect.

“It’s the female corpse at the bottom of the lake!”

"how come?"

 “They all got into the belly of the worm?!”

 The group of people recognized him instantly.

Those dead floating bodies are obviously the female corpses that filled the lake before, but this time they don’t have that blue light on them.

 The frosty indifference disappeared from his face.

There is only a twisted and ferocious feeling.

 The insect corpse's abdomen was like a bottomless pit, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of female corpses were vomited out.

 Furthermore, it seems that there is no tendency to stop at all.

These servants are partridge whistle and a few people, and their faces are ugly.

Those female corpses were basically around sixteen or seventeen years old.

He is about the same age as Hua Ling.

But in order to worship the mountain **** of Lao Shizi, he was pushed into the lake and became a sacrifice to the mountain **** without even having a chance to look outside the mountain.

 They have no right to choose.

It may even be the father and brother of the tribe who pushed them into the lake.

How sad.

Hulu Cave and Water Dragon Halo are the first-class Feng Shui treasure caves in the world.

 Ordinary people cannot be buried in it in their lifetime.

 But they are different. As sacrifices, their souls are sealed and they are not even qualified for reincarnation.

 Looking at the young faces.

Chen Yulou suddenly remembered something that the demon Basigu of Malu Village told them before leaving the Worm Valley.

 Insect Valley is a place abandoned by big ghosts.

There are countless lonely ghosts floating in that place.

Now that I think about it, he should be talking about these female corpses...and the rogue people in the underground river.

“Brother Taoist, do you know how to send souls to salvation?”

Looking at Partridge Whistle beside him with a gloomy face and clenched teeth, he asked in a low voice.

 Sending spiritual spells and salvation methods.

 They are all Taoist methods to save lonely souls and wild ghosts.

 Unfortunately, Partridge Whistle just smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Too…

Although Bishan is from a Taoist school, he is not an orthodox Taoist such as Maoshan, Longhu, and Zhenwuna.

 His inheritance is mostly based on side magic.

However, he did have a guess, that is, he didn’t know if it would work. "Um?"

"what is that?"

Just when he was thinking about the feasibility, the partridge whistle beside him seemed to notice something, his eyebrows suddenly jumped heavily, and his eyes were full of surprise.

 Chen Yulou subconsciously withdrew his gaze.

 Looking down.

I saw that the insect corpse was still spitting out the female corpse.

However, among the corpses floating all over the lake, there was a huge bronze box.

"coming!"

 The moment he saw it, Chen Yulou's eyes couldn't help but light up.

It took so much effort.

 It was difficult to kill the undead insects.

 It is for the bronze box in its belly.

 “It must be something good if it is hidden so deeply.”

“Could it be the mountain god’s secret?”

“Perhaps it’s the hidden treasure left by that old guy Xian Wang!”

Not only them, but also everyone standing on the bridge at this moment, all their eyes fell on the box.

 “Go, bring it up.”

Chen Yulou suppressed his excitement and greeted the two eager waiters on the side.

However, after thinking about it, he still shook his head.

“Forget it, come with me.”

The Kunlun tire hidden in the copper box, which was rarely seen in the first thousand years, was accidentally broken by someone like in the original work, he would really regret it for the rest of his life.

 Under the whole world.

I’m afraid it will be difficult to find another lifelike Kunlun fetus.

 “Brother Chen, Yang is with you.”

The three of them were about to follow the fossilized tree and descend to the bamboo rafts parked nearby.

The partridge whistle did not dare to delay and quickly followed.

"I am coming too."

 “I am the shopkeeper.”

 As soon as he finished speaking, Kunlun, Hua Ling, and Miss Hong were not far behind.

 Seeing this, Chen Yulou could not refuse.

The danger is now gone, so it doesn’t matter if we go down.

Two guys were holding wind lanterns and exploring the way ahead. It looked like they were almost as strong as Yuan Hong.

 A moment's work.

 Two bamboo rafts, one behind the other, slowly approached the corpse of the undead insect.

 Walking around hundreds of female corpses.

 Even though they are all old men who have fought countless battles, they can't help but feel cold all over the place for a while, and they just feel gloomy.

 It was as if we had entered a burial ground.

Finally got close to the insect corpse, and seeing the copper box right in front of him, Chen Yulou did not dare to do anything to others, but took action himself.

 Hold the copper ring on the outside of the box.

 Pull hard.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by its weight when he actually got it.

 Let’s say at least one or two hundred catties.

 It is better to say that it is a copper box than a small copper coffin.

With these thoughts, he suddenly thought that the Kunlun fetus was hidden in the box.

 Perhaps even for the king and the high priest.

  Can't identify its origin either.

Thought it was really a dead baby raised from birth.

It seems that there is no problem in calling this box a coffin.

　　Put it in the middle of the bamboo raft. The raft, which was already deep at the waterline, instantly sank again.

 “So heavy?”

Hong girl frowned, a little incredulous.

　　When she saw the shopkeeper lifting it up so easily, she thought it was very light.

 “Give me the light.”

Chen Yulou took a breath and called out to the man in charge of steering the boat.

 The latter immediately took off the lantern from the head of the row and handed it over.

By the light of the fire, several people looked attentively.

I saw ancient patterns engraved on the copper box, but it gave people a rather strange feeling, as if they were suppressed.

 There are copper nails on all sides, up, down, left and right.

I counted them carefully and found a total of forty-eight.

The few people exchanged glances silently, but none of them could figure out what they meant.

The ancient Dian Kingdom was originally a Yi country, and it has been extinct for more than two thousand years, and its culture has long been discontinued.

 A lot of things have to be guessed at.

 But what exactly this number represents, even Chen Yulou doesn’t know.

 “There are two more holes…”

Several people were studying the patterns, but Hua Ling's eyes fell on the other side of the copper box.

 Chen Yulou's heart suddenly moved.

 Work together to straighten the copper box.

Sure enough, two irregular, dark and deep holes were cast so abruptly on the top of the copper box.

 But when I looked inside through the light, I couldn't see anything.

  “It should be a type of lock.”

Ms. Hong had a clear mind and figured it out right away.

“Kunlun, please give me the dragon and tiger stick you brought.”

 “Dragon knotweed?”

The few people looked at each other and came back to their senses instantly.

There is also a bit more expectation on his face.

Taking the dragon and tiger stick from Kunlun, Chen Yulou compared it carefully. Sure enough, the seemingly irregular holes were exactly similar to the outline of a dragon's head and a tiger's head.

 There was no hesitation immediately.

 After trying it a few times and finding the pattern, I signaled a few people to move a few steps away.

Hold the dragon and tiger stick and press it gently into the hole.

In an instant, there was a crisp clicking sound in the copper box, as if through the thick copper plate, there was a sophisticated machine inside the box.

 Several people saw him so relaxed.

Unexpectedly, this actually coincides with Tianxing Feng Shui.

 The stalemate between dragon and tiger corresponds to the two qi of yin and yang.

 The dragon represents clear yang and the tiger represents turbid yin.

Xian Wang’s tomb is basically a change of rules and feng shui.

If the dragon and tiger are reversed, the clear and turbid qi will also be confused, which is called the shape of jealous evil in Feng Shui.

 In other words, if someone else rashly takes the tiger shape.

Whether this box will destroy itself, he cannot guarantee, but the Kunlun tire hidden in it will definitely be shattered in an instant.

 At that time, it will be nothing but water in a bamboo basket.

"opened!"

Hearing the crisp sound, Chen Yulou's heart moved and his subconscious mind changed slightly.

The copper box, which was originally seamless and without any leaks, was split into three in an instant.

 Three hidden grids are revealed.

This scene shocked several people on board.

 I just feel that the exquisite design of this ancient artifact from thousands of years ago is really unimaginable.

However, this thought was quickly suppressed by curiosity.

 Several people came closer with lanterns.

 Just the things in the first box made them puzzled.

It turned out to be half a pool of sloshing black water.

 It smells pungent.

 “Is this...worm blood?”

I don’t know how many years have passed, but the black water has completely lost its original appearance.

 But the pungent smell has not changed at all.

 It was exactly the same as the insect blood floating in the lake below.

“What’s so rare about insect blood that it deserves to be treasured like this?”

The old foreigner frowned and looked like he had seen a ghost.

After a lot of effort, I finally opened the copper box, but what I saw was a pool of black blood.

  “Also normal.”

“After all, those barbarians can offer it to their gods. Isn’t the blood of a mountain **** a good thing?”

Chen Yulou sneered.

Without looking too much, he turned around and walked to another grid, where there were quite a few things.

 Wrap with a piece of animal skin.

 There are about ten pieces scattered here and there.

But mostly white bones.

There are also animal teeth pierced through golden rings, broken jade, and a palm-sized toad stone sculpture with a dark blue color all over its body.

“Isn’t this the mountain god’s belongings?”

Seeing him replying to him, the old foreigner also became interested, looked down at the small accessories-like utensils and said.

but.

 Unexpectedly.

Chen Yulou did not sneer this time.

Instead, he stared at the three baby-like corpses with an inexplicable look and said in a deep voice.

 “Not a mountain god…”

 “It should be a mandrill from ancient times!”

 (End of this chapter)