Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 157: The Overlord of the Sky, the Big Ghost of Bug Valley?

 Looking at his face that couldn't hide his excitement.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but feel enlightened.

 A few days ago, when they first met outside the Snake River.

 The two sides are still at war with each other.

However, after paying homage to Grandpa and staying in the village for a few days.

Uro completely dropped his guard against them.

　　Not only personally escorted.

Now, looking at his bloodshot eyes, one could guess that they had been waiting outside the Worm Valley for a long time.

 The character of Wa village men is like this.

 Chen Yulou's heart dropped back to his stomach.

Uro didn’t delay either.

The remaining two are determined to fight to the death.

“Please lead the way, we will go back to meet the two Qiudas now.”

 In the blink of an eye.

 Seeing Uro opposite him, he shook his head and smiled.

"rest assured."

The eyes are sharp and the body is agile. Just hovering above the head, a fierce aura is already coming towards the face.

Huntongqing, also called Gyrfalcon, is a rare and ferocious bird, an absolute dominator in the air, with a pair of hooks and claws as sharp as knives. Its diet ranges from wild sheep to birds, and it has almost no natural enemies.

You must know that this seems simple, but for them it is full of dangers.

Each village has its own territory, and due to old grudges and feuds over the years, they are wary of each other, and conflicts and fights are common.

"good!"

 But even so, they still took the time to come to Worm Valley every day.

As a hunting team, they not only have to hunt and supply food, but also have the responsibility of guarding the village.

 You need to cross almost two or three villages along the way.

"That's good."

　　Never show mercy to your enemies, but treat your friends with all your heart.

but.

 “Haidongqing?”

time is tight.

 The wingspan is more than one or two meters long.

Picked up a bone flute from under his collar, put it to his mouth and blew hard. In an instant, a black shadow quickly came through the sky from an ancient tree on the cliff on the top of the mountain.

Hearing this, Uluo felt relieved.

 From Maluzhai to Chonggu.

It is as fast as lightning.

 “This trip, thanks to Grandpa’s protection, there will be no danger, and every misfortune will be turned into good luck.”

Chen Yulou murmured softly.

 Chen Yulou just opened his mouth.

　　 then appeared above everyone’s heads.

 Hear the words.

“They are all very good, but they are worried about your safety and ask several times every day. I will definitely be happy to know that Brother Chen you are safe and sound.”

Staying in the dark underground for one day and two nights, and now seeing each other again after farewell, even Chen Yulou couldn't help but feel a bit of a catastrophe in his heart.

 Suppress the angry chicken that is eager to try with your mind.

 “Are Xigu and Togeqiuda okay?”

"That's good…"

Chen Yulou looked up and saw that it was a raptor with a white head, brown feathers and dark horizontal spots.

 “Thank you, Brother Uro.”

  After indicating that it is not allowed to mess around.

In addition, wild beasts are rampant in Zhelong Mountain, and insects and pythons are everywhere. It can be said that the journey is full of dangers, no worse than fighting.

 Except for one of them, the relationship with Maluzhai is pretty good.

 Once discovered, it is not easy to escape.

 I had never seen him in the village before.

This is the first time.

 “White snail!”

As if aware of everyone's curiosity, Uluo put down his bone flute, pointed at Hai Dongqing above his head and explained with a smile.

 “It is the guardian bird of our Wa village.”

“I only live on the snowy peaks and don’t enter the village on weekdays.”

 He just finished speaking.

　　A young man following behind added another sentence.

“White snail is arrogant by nature, and only Uluo can call it.”

“For such a magical bird, Brother Uluo is indeed not an ordinary person.”

Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but admired.

 There has been a saying about hawking on the grassland since ancient times.

However, there are also three, six or nine grades among them, and the Haidongqing is recognized as the most difficult raptor to tame.

Uro can serve as the leader of the hunting team at a young age.

In addition to being physically strong, he also has abilities that ordinary people don’t have.

 “No, don’t listen to his nonsense.”

Uro scratched his head, seeming a little embarrassed.

 While speaking.

He didn't waste any time and sent out a few simple but extremely unfamiliar byte tones towards Hai Dongqing in the air.

 As if communicating with it.

Soon, the Hai Dongqing rose into the sky again.

 “The white snail can lead the way for us.”

“As long as you follow it later, there will be no danger.”

Uro explained softly.

 But Chen Yulou was in a trance.

　　In order to break through the Feng Shui array in the Insect Valley, a sky collapse was forcibly created.

However, since we couldn’t find a hot air balloon, we had to use Kongming lanterns instead.

 Now that he saw the Haidongqing, he suddenly had another idea.

 Contract a group of birds with the skill of controlling animals.

 Driven to accurately transport explosives to the Worm Valley.

 Let’s light the fire together.

 Seems to be easier to control than the Kongming Lantern.

 Lights are dead things after all, and they have too high requirements on wind direction and climate.

As for the Nu Qing Chicken, the gunpowder it carried was too limited, so Chen Yulou never considered it from the beginning.

 But now I see the sea turtle.

 Thoughts are like wildfire and cannot be suppressed at all.

 Not long.

A crisp bird song came from a distance.

Chen Yulou put away his thoughts and looked up. He saw Haidongqing standing on the towering ancient tree, seeming to greet them.

"Walk!"

Uro whistled.

Holding the crossbow in hand, he quickly rushed up the ridge in front of him.

 “Everyone is following closely.”

Seeing this situation, Chen Yulou did not dare to delay. He waved his hand to signal the Xiling group of thieves to follow.

Although, with the equipment they carry, they are not afraid of those native tribe villages.

 But once a conflict occurs.

 When the time comes, there will be a blood debt.

  It will only intensify the hatred between Malu Village and the surrounding villages.

 From the fact that Wa Village here has kept its oath to guard the country with Grandpa for thousands of years, it can be seen that the natives are probably extremely extreme.

 They are like weeds in the mountains.

The wind cannot blow it away and the fire cannot burn it away, but as long as a trace of blood is left behind, it will definitely take revenge from generation to generation.

 They will pat their butts and leave when the time comes.

However, more than 200 men, women, and children in Maluzhai were left behind, and suffered **** revenge every day.

 This is obviously not possible.

but.

 The few days I lived in the village before.

 Chen Yulou taught them farming methods and left behind good seeds.

If this momentum continues, in a few years at most, the strength of Maluzhai will grow rapidly, surpassing that of several surrounding villages. The effect will be much better than blind killing.

 There is Haidongqing guiding the way above my head.

 The group of people is extremely fast.

Streams and small rivers can be seen everywhere in the snow forest.

 The sound of water gurgling.

Various rare birds and beasts.

From time to time you can even see the remains of beasts that were killed and eaten.

 As for snakes and insects, they can be seen everywhere.

 Fortunately, the grass they swallowed before had a strong taste and could dispel the poison.

 About half an hour before and after.

 Meander all the way down the Snake River.

 In the endless jungle, the familiar village finally appeared.

 “Uro is back.”

“…and Brother Chen and the others.”

“Hurry, go back and inform the two Qiudas.”

From a distance, the hunting team staying outside the village spotted a large group of people.

 Everyone’s eyes showed surprise.

 One of them went back to report the news. The rest of the people came out of the tree houses and built bridges across the river.

 “Uro!”

 They are all familiar faces.

 The group of people quickly crossed the bridge and met up with the leader Uro.

 “Have you notified Xigu Qiuda?”

"went…"

Hearing this, Wu Luo felt relieved.

Looking back at the top of the head, a pair of eyes seemed to be able to pierce through the canopy of trees and see the white snails hovering above the village.

 Take out the bone flute.

 Blow lightly a few times.

In an instant, Chen Yulou sensed the raptor rising into the sky, and its aura quickly disappeared without a trace.

 While a group of people were talking.

 Several more people came from the village.

Who else would it be if it weren’t for Sigu and Tog?

How could Chen Yulou let the two old men go out of the stronghold in person, and called out the partridge whistle, the two of them came out of the crowd, and together with Wuluo, they quickly greeted them.

 “It’s good to be back.”

 “How was everything going?”

Looking at the two people who were so busy with their travels, with tiredness in their eyes, Xigu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

　　Last time I used ghosts for divination.

 Although it works, it is the winning lot.

But in the past few days, he had been having trouble sleeping and eating, worried that something might happen to them.

 After all, Worm Valley is a forbidden place where even big ghosts cannot take shelter.

Maluzhai has lived outside Zhelong Mountain for generations, with footprints covering almost every inch of the forest, except for Chonggu Valley.

 “It makes you two worried.”

Feeling the sincerity in his tone, Chen Yulou clasped his fists and said seriously.

to be honest.

 Thousands of miles away.

 Two different tribes.

 A complete stranger.

 Be able to care so much and regard them as family members.

Let Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle, who are used to seeing people's unpredictable nature and the darkness of the world, couldn't help but sigh.

 It’s just a promise.

　　It lasted for more than a thousand years.

How many people in this world can do this?

 “As long as it’s okay.”

“I know there is an old saying among you Han people, which is that as long as the green hills are still there, you won’t have to worry about running out of firewood. As long as the people are still there, you have nothing to fear.”

  Xigu is already sixty or seventy years old.

 When I speak Chinese, I also stumble.

 But every word he said was extremely serious.

“Yes, thank you both Qiuda for your concern.”

 Speaking of this, Chen Yulou seemed to have thought of something again. He looked back at Hua Ling among the people behind him and waved to her.

Hua Ling understood immediately.

 Carrying a bamboo basket filled with herbs, he quickly followed.

"This is?"

Seeing this situation, Xigu and Tog couldn't help but look at each other, their expressions full of astonishment.

“Xi Guqiuda, look, is this the herb you are looking for?”

 Chen Yulou was not in a hurry to answer.

 Just handed over the herbs that Hualing gave to him.

 “This…immortal grass!”

 The moment I saw those three herbs with strange looks and strange smells.

Xi Gu’s eyes suddenly widened.

As the Moba of Maluzhai, he is not only responsible for divination, chanting scriptures, and exorcism, but he also practices herbal medicine and inherits written culture.

 When someone in the village got sick, they were sent to him for treatment.

 Chen Yulou had been to his residence in Long Moye before.

 Except for the chicken bones all over the floor.

 There are also all kinds of herbal medicines.

His identity is actually very similar to that of the grass ghost woman or Gu master in the Miao village.

If it is difficult to save with herbs.

 Then we can only invite big ghosts and use the power of ghosts and gods.

According to ancient legends in Wa Village, there is a precious medicine that can bring people back to life growing in Zhelong Mountain. Even if a person has been dead for a long time, he can be resurrected by swallowing it.

 No more than that.

Even Xigu has never seen it before.

I have only seen its appearance in the sketches handed down from the village.

 Furthermore, when we talked about this matter that day, it was actually a temporary idea. No one had entered the Worm Valley for many years, and no one could guarantee that they would be able to find the Immortal Grass.

 “Immortal grass?!”

I saw the old man's face was shocked and lost his composure.

Torg still doesn't understand.

What are those weird herbs in front of me?

　　“That’s it.”

 “Absolutely it.”

 “Exactly as recorded in the sketch.”

Sigu took a few deep breaths and finally suppressed his emotions. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and carefully brushed it against the immortal grass.

“Seventeen leaves, with auspicious patterns on the leaves…”

Divination in Wa Village is based on the direction of the patterns to determine the bad luck.

At this moment, on the jade-green leaves, there were straight lines running horizontally.

 Seeing this scene, he became more and more certain.

 They are the immortal grasses in ancient legends.

 “That’s true.”

 Hearing the old man be so sure.

Torg couldn't help but his eyes turned red.

 The population of Malu Village is already sparse, especially the young people in the hunting team, and every loss of one cannot make up for it.

 Now, with it, there is at least a glimmer of opportunity.

“Xi Gu Qiuda, this breath of immortal grass seems to be a bit..."

 The reactions of the two people said it all.

Chen Yulou also took advantage of the situation and asked out the doubts in his heart.

 “Strange, right?”

Xi Gu made a rare joke.

Although he was slightly embarrassed, he nodded.

 When they first met that day, Chen Yulou noticed that the aura on the Immortal Grass was almost the same as that of the great ghost Mei Ji.

 This is really unexplainable.

“According to the ancient rumors of Wa Village, there once was another big ghost in the Worm Valley, but... I don’t know what happened, but it suddenly lost its trace, and even the big ghost Meiji couldn’t sense it.”

“It is said that the immortal grass was planted by him himself.”

 “That’s why there is the aura of a big ghost.”

 Sigu lowered his voice.

  The Wa people have great faith in ghosts.

 Once these young people know these things, they may find it difficult to accept them.

but.

 After listening to Xigu’s words.

 Chen Yulou suddenly fell into deep thought.

 The Great Ghost of Insect Valley?

Is it the mandrill regarded as a mountain **** by the barbarians, or the undead insect in the cave at the bottom of the cave, or... which one of the three empty ghost coffins?

 Based on the belief in ghosts and gods in the Wa village.

 The world was created by big ghosts.

It is not unexpected that there are ghosts and gods in Insect Valley, but his statement is really hard to fathom.

 While hesitating.

Xigu, who was holding the Immortal Grass in his hand, seemed to notice something and suddenly looked up at the crowd behind him.

 In a pair of cloudy eyes, there was hesitation, astonishment, excitement, and disbelief.

 Emotions are complex and difficult to describe.

Sensing something strange about him, Chen Yulou subconsciously looked in the direction he was looking.

　　Not Kunlun, nor the red girl nor the old foreigner.

 “Yuan Hong?”

 He hesitated for a moment.

 His eyes finally locked onto a figure.

Suddenly, it was Yuan Hong who was carrying a leather bag and wearing a straw hat to hide his appearance.

At the moment, it seemed a little absent-minded. It glanced around from time to time, not knowing what it was thinking.

 “Really a mandrill?”

Chen Yulou frowned.

The mandrill is obviously a monster, but the big ghost is invisible and has no substance, so it is obviously not an existence.

but…

 The Yi people worship mountain gods, which is similar to the way incense becomes a god.

Mandrills are creatures of the mountains.

However, the stone statues in the temple are soaked in incense, and it seems not wrong to say that they are ghosts and gods.

 Slightly lost consciousness.

 Sigu seemed to finally react.

A pair of cloudy eyes were shining with light at this moment, staring straight at Chen Yulou, suppressing his emotions, but he could not hide his nervousness and apprehension at all.

“Dana, have you ever seen a big ghost in the Worm Valley?”

 (End of this chapter)