Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 179 Old Jiao Guanqiao Seed Spiritual Contract

“Sir, how is Zhou’s cave?”

 Seems to have noticed the vibration in his heart.

Zhou Jiao was standing upright, his head raised and his eyebrows raised, his eyes flashing, and his pride could not be concealed in his seemingly casual tone.

 “The beautiful buildings and jade buildings are magnificent and magnificent, which can be said to be ingenious workmanship!”

 Although Zhou Jiao practiced cultivation here for more than a thousand years.

 He also has a deep understanding of human nature.

 But in the final analysis, it is nothing more than a demon.

How do you understand the principle of hiding something deep and concealing it?

However, it is normal to think about it. After all, since the Jiao Palace was built, Chen Yulou was the first outsider to come here as a guest in thousands of years.

so…

“If that’s all, Zhou will assume that they are ignorant, and those who don’t know are not guilty, but...”

“This matter must start from the sacrifice to the gods three years ago.”

Seeing this, Chen Yulou didn't bother to beat around the bush and asked simply.

“The dragon raises its head on the second day of February every year as a day of sacrifice to the gods.”

It was Chen Yulou, and he couldn't help but be shocked for a moment.

 The laughter caused water mist to surge around.

Zhou Jiao originally wanted to hold some.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but shake his head and smile. Although this Jiao is old, he still has the temperament of a child.

“Sir, tell me, what’s wrong with Zhou setting off the tide?”

 Everything in the building last night was replayed in his mind like a movie scene.

 Hear the words.

“They actually tried to suppress me by bringing a terton here through sacrifice to the gods.”

“But after being together for so long, I can’t tell that my senior is a vicious and murderous person. Can you explain to Chen why this is the case?”

 But he became increasingly puzzled.

According to the old shopkeeper, the river **** suddenly went crazy and capsized the sacrificial boat. He barely escaped with his life. Since then, the tides on Fuxian Lake have continued, making people panic, and the fishermen have almost lost their way to survive.

“To be honest, it’s nothing. They want good weather and I can enjoy the incense. It’s a mutually beneficial solution.”

 From the look and tone of the old shopkeeper.

Its eyes are as cold as ice, and its murderous intent can hardly be concealed.

 This matter may be carried out in extreme secrecy, and the old shopkeeper has no access to it at all.

Looking down at Chen Yulou.

Now that he has finally met someone who knows what he is doing, how can Zhou Jiao let him go?

 “Haha...good, good!”

“Senior, there’s something you don’t know whether to ask or not?”

 It is not difficult to judge that he should not have lied.

 Hearing this completely different answer.

 “Tonton?”

 As soon as I heard this, I couldn't hold it back any longer.

There is a whole cave full of gold and jade treasures, but no one shows it off.

That feeling is really boring and empty.

 Speaking of this, Zhou Jiao's tone suddenly became sharp.

Zhou Jiao seemed to remember something, and his eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy.

"But in recent years, because I have reached the critical moment of transforming into a dragon from water, I have been in seclusion in Shuifu for several years. I have not been seen for a long time. Those people have spread rumors everywhere, saying that I am a water demon and have never done anything at all. ”

“Chen has been in Jianshui City for a few days, but... the news I heard the most is that the lake has been unstable in the past few years, and many places have been flooded by high tides.”

Anger arose out of nowhere, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally sighed and suppressed the anger.

 But the problem is that what Zhou Jiao said should also be true.

Chen Yulou frowned slightly.

 “Sir, you are a great talent, Zhou would not be able to think of such words.”

“Sir, even if you speak frankly, as long as Zhou knows, he will tell you everything.”

Zhou Jiao was in a good mood and wished he could pat his chest to ensure that he would do it.

 “Suppress the dragon?!”

"Zhou has lived in Fuxian Lake for more than a thousand years. During these thousands of years, due to his spiritual practice, I will inevitably come to the surface of the lake. Over time, the surrounding mountain people have worshiped me as the river **** of Fuxian Lake."

 In the ritual of sacrificing the gods, he was just a pawn.

 Responsible for escorting the sacrificial boat to the middle of the great lake.

You must know that a terton is not an ordinary person. He is the most mysterious practitioner in Tantra.

 The only purpose.

  It is to carry forward the Tantric Dharma in the age of Dharma Ending.

Chasing the inheritance of Master Liansheng.

These people are just like Buddhists who meditate in silence and Taoists who practice in seclusion. They put many shackles on themselves, do not enter the world of mortals, and live in isolation from the world.

 Different from Tantric masters and masters.

  A Tertön is a tantric monk who has truly practiced Buddhism.

The one who forcibly suppressed the black dragon at the cost of sitting in Longtan Mountain was most likely the Terton.

 And those who can come into contact with these people will definitely not be the people at the bottom of the city.

 “Temple blessing?!”

Thousands of threads in his chaotic thoughts.

 Chen Yulou's heart suddenly moved.

 A person comes to mind.

The old shopkeeper made it very clear last night that the Dragon King Miao Miao Zhu Lai is responsible for offering sacrifices to the river **** every year.

only…

There was only one thing he couldn't figure out for the time being.

Logically speaking, Miao Zhu is the messenger between the mountain people and the river god. His status is equivalent to that of the Wa village Moba. He should be the person who most hopes that the river **** will appear.

How could he lead a wolf into the house?

 Summon the termonian and try to suppress the old dragon?

 But apart from him, it is difficult for others to come into contact with people who practice Tantric Buddhism.

Headache!

Chen Yulou stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

I thought it was just an ordinary big demon making trouble, but I didn't expect that things turned out to be so twists and turns.

 “There is one more thing I want to ask my senior.”

 There was no immediate reply.

Chen Yulou is just an outsider after all. He doesn’t know the whole picture, so it’s naturally hard for him to talk nonsense.

 “Sir, speak frankly.”

Zhou Jiao's eyes flickered, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"A few months ago, Chen met a captain on his way to southern Yunnan. He told a story about a past event. Thirty years ago, he sent a group of southern guests to Liangwang Mountain."

“While crossing the lake, it rained heavily and a deep whirlpool appeared in the water.”

“A dragon appeared among them and devoured several people.”

“I don’t know...whether this is true or not?”

 “Thirty years ago?”

Zhou Jiao was stunned and fell into deep thought.

 For a person, thirty years is almost half a lifetime, but for it, it is only a breath.

 “I remembered.”

Not long after, Zhou Jiao's eyes lit up and he slowly uttered a few words.

 However, there is not much change in his expression, and his eyes are even colder than before.

“The Luo religion fanatics dare to plot Zhou’s inner elixir of dragon beads and send them to death. Isn’t that too much?”

  Luo Jiao? !

 Hear the word.

 Chen Yulou's heart sank again.

Luo Jiao, also known as Luozu Jiao and Wuwei Jiao, originated from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. It emphasizes the liberation of Wuwei and combines the three teachings into one. It follows the path of inner alchemy practice.

 In just a few hundred years.

　　　has always been designated as an evil sect.

People in the Luo religion are like rats crossing the street, having gone through countless repressions.

However, the wildfire cannot be burned out. This group of people constantly changes their names and hides everywhere. They will come out to cause trouble in troubled times.

If I remember correctly, Chen Yulou had heard of their name when he was traveling around the world a few years ago. He called himself a member of the Luo Dao Sect and went around to recruit people to join the club.

 But he never expected it.

Thirty years ago, those southern nobles who sought out Bamoap and spent a lot of money were actually members of the Luo Jiao sect who sought out the dragon of Fuxian Lake?

 This motherfucker.

Such a weird turn.

Even Chen Yulou couldn’t help but want to curse.

 “Not too much!”

 Spitting out a breath, Chen Yulou shook his head and said, facing Zhou Jiao's gaze.

“It’s hateful, Zhou Mou only wants to transform into a dragon, but these young people are always doing dirty tricks behind his back.”

 Seeing him also recognizes himself.

Zhou Jiao suddenly felt like he had met a confidant.

For him, if he hadn't been so angry, he would definitely not have eaten people. This would harm the harmony of heaven and earth. It would do a lot of harm to it but not benefit it at all. It would be equivalent to increasing disasters out of thin air when it transforms into a dragon in the future.

 As for the relationship with the mountain people by the lake.

 Hand in peace for more than a thousand years.

Had it not been for the Terton, it would never have been like this.

“Forget it, I’m happy today, so I won’t talk about these nonsense.”

Suppressing the resentment in his heart, Zhou Jiao pointed to the palace in front and said, "Sir, please, please palm my eyes for me."

"good."

Hearing this, Chen Yulou also put his thoughts aside and nodded in agreement.

 If it were anything else, he might not be sure enough.

But the ability to identify treasures with palms and eyes is definitely engraved in the bones of the Chen family.

He also wanted to see what Zhou Jiao had hidden for thousands of years.

One person and one dragon stepped through the stone gate. Compared with the chaos in the front hall, although there were countless gold and silver piles here, at a glance, it was orderly and spotless in the chaos.

 It can be imagined.

Whenever Zhou Jiao has free time, he will come here to admire it quietly.

 Walked all the way.

 Chen Yulou glanced casually.

The treasures contained therein are mostly antiquities from the ancient Dian Kingdom, Nanzhao and Dali Kingdom eras.

However, occasionally the remnants of the ancient kingdoms of Ailao, Wuman and even Gouding can be seen.

Of course, there are also many objects from the Qin, Han, Three Kingdoms, Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties.

 Just less than thirty steps.

 It's like walking through a long history of thousands of years.

 The Chen family’s collection is almost entirely filled with priceless rare treasures.

 But here, it can be collected by Zhou Jiao, but it has no value. The only similarity lies in whether it thinks the ancient object is rare enough.

"How about it?"

 See him one by one.

Zhou Jiao asked impatiently.

  Like a child who is eager to be recognized by adults.

“In my opinion, this place is comparable to Ryugu Dazang.”

Facing Lao Jiao’s expectant eyes.

 Chen Yulou said insincerely.

"real?"

 Zhou Jiao looked happy. For a dragon like him, being comparable to a real dragon is definitely the highest compliment.

"certainly."

Hearing this, the joy in Lao Jiao's eyes could no longer be concealed.

 Over a thousand years.

 It is in Fuxian Lake. Apart from practicing, almost most of the thoughts are spent on collecting these treasures.

 Now I get such an evaluation.

　　It’s not a waste of time.

 “That’s right, sir.”

 While secretly delighted, Zhou Jiao suddenly thought of something. With a roll of its tail, the ghost-killing whip placed on the sapphire stone platform immediately flew out and broke the water and fell in front of it.

“This is the golden whip enshrined in the temple, take a look.”

 “You’re welcome, Chen.”

Chen Yulou stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air. The lake water in front of him suddenly condensed into a big hand, and he grasped the ghost whip.

 He went down to the lake during this trip.

 One of the biggest reasons is that we came here for it.

 A green light flashes outside the body.

The ghost whip broke through the spiritual power barrier and appeared in his hand. Looking down, he saw that just as Zhou Jiao said, the ghost whip was wrapped with gold threads, and thirteen strange inscriptions could be faintly seen in it.

 But he only glanced at it, and then his eyes were attracted to the whip tail.

 It was a piece of white bone as long as a palm.

It has been carefully polished countless times, showing a jade-like color.

There are faintly visible black gold spots in it, just like embellishments, making it look even more impressive.

 But the reason why Chen Yulou focused on it.

It’s much more than that.

 It was because he noticed a familiar aura from the white bones.

 Mandrill!

good.

 The tail of the ghost whip is clearly made from a piece of mandrill tibia, carefully polished and made of salt.

 No wonder this whip can suppress ghosts.

 In legend, mandrills are also called mountain demons and feed on ghosts.

Coupled with the thirteen inscriptions, it is not difficult to understand that it can scare demons and ghosts.

 He stretched out his hand and held it gently. The white bones were like jade and felt warm in his hands. He tried to wave it, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

but.

Chen Yulou frowned. It was obvious that his ability to fight the ghost whip was far from enough.

 It allows the high priest of the ancient Dian King's City to carry it with him.

 Introduced into the temple.

I dare not say that it is like the divine whip in myths and legends, at least it shouldn't be at this level.

 “Could it be that…”

Chen Yulou pondered for a moment, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

 My mind moved.

A wisp of green wood spiritual energy rises from the sea of ​​​​qi, follows the veins of the limbs, passes through the palm, and pours into the tail of the whip.

　　Boom!

 It is almost the moment when spiritual energy circulates.

On the Ghost Fighting Whip, which was originally as silent as a dead thing, golden light suddenly floated, and runes intertwined and lit up, as if the golden threads were ignited.

"this…"

 Not far away.

 When Zhou Jiao saw this scene, his pupils widened and he felt as if he had seen a ghost.

 This whip has been around for at least hundreds of years.

 It is not that it has not been studied.

 But no matter how hard I tried, there was no movement at all with the ghost whip.

As time went by, it lost interest and simply threw it together with the gold and jade.

If it weren't for Chen Yulou's sincerity when he was on the lake before.

 It just remembered it after racking its brains.

I thought it would be a burden to keep it, so I might as well exchange it for a dragon slough. It would be a big profit no matter what.

 But how could Zhou Jiao have imagined it?

As soon as he got the whip, Chen Yulou took full control of it.

 This **** is indeed more irritating than others.

but.

Zhou Jiao understood better, and he could get a glimpse of his power from this.

"I see…"

Zhou Jiao was still secretly amazed.

 On the other side, Chen Yulou's eyes have become increasingly clear, as bright as a lamp.

 It was as expected.

This whip is indeed a powerful Nuo witchcraft weapon, but in the world, there are different ways to achieve the same goal. If it is placed in the hands of a Taoist, it will be a whip for beating demons, and if it is placed in the hands of a priest, it will be a whip for beating ghosts.

 Even if it is used by a mandrill.

  It can also be called the natal demon weapon.

As for the thirteen runes engraved on the whip, they can be integrated with each other to form a large suppression array.

 Demon, evil, ghost, evil spirit.

They can all be ambushed and killed!

Although this object was made by the priests of the ancient Dian Kingdom, it has to be said that in terms of offensive power, it is almost comparable to the Zen tin staff and the Taoist sword.

 When he was peeling off the tendons of the green-scaled python in Bug Valley, he was thinking of casting a long protective whip for Miss Hong.

did not expect.

 I used it one step ahead of her.

"gentlemen?"

Zhou Jiao hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help but ask.

 Chen Yulou came back to his senses and saw that it had a complicated look on its face, so he immediately cupped his fists and raised his hands.

 “Thank you, senior, for the gift. This thing is exactly what Chen wanted.”

Zhou Jiao was anxious and said, "It's not a gift...it's sincerity!"

 It is a lie to say that it is not a pity.

 But compared to the dragon slough in Chen Yulou's hand, even if it were to happen again, it would not hesitate to send out the ghost whip.

The genus of the dragon, why did you need to use foreign objects?

 It is itself the best fighting soldier!

“Haha, yes, yes, senior Chen is sincere and you’re welcome.”

 Look at it trying to explain.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart.

This old Jiao is really interesting. If he turns into a human one day, he might be able to get along with Yuan Hong.

 “Then…dragon slough?”

Zhou Jiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Chen Yulou expectantly.

 “The dragon is shed.”

 Chen Yulou put away the ghost-beating whip.

　　Turn the palm of your backhand.

 In an instant, the dragon slough appeared in the palm of his hand again.

 But he was not in a hurry to see her off, but looked at Zhou Jiao with a smile.

 “But, has Senior forgotten something?”

 Hear this.

 Zhou Jiao's eyes suddenly turned dark.

 Spirit seed contract!

Of course he hasn’t forgotten it, but... once he signs it, I’m afraid there will be an extra layer of shackles on him.

But.

 The dragon energy emanating from the dragon's slough.

 But it attracts it crazily.

 That is the pull and connection from the blood.

 He was thinking and struggling all the way back from the lake.

Now I heard Chen Yulou mention it again.

It understands that the matter has reached a point where it has to make a choice.

"…good!"

 He hesitated for a moment.

Zhou Jiao gritted his teeth and suppressed the last bit of hesitation.

 Transform into a dragon!

 It has been its obsession for fifteen hundred years.

Now that the opportunity is close at hand, it is possible to do it as long as you agree. It really can't refuse this great opportunity and temptation.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou’s last lingering thoughts finally came to an end.

“Senior, please open the spiritual orifice or Jiao Pass!”

"In addition... when planting a spirit, it must not be blocked, otherwise forcibly interrupting it may lay the seeds of disaster, and the result will be unpredictable even by Chen."

 Chen Yulou said in a warm voice.

 Just like that day at Pingshan.

 A conversation with the white ape.

"Understood."

 Zhou Jiao nodded.

“However, just in case, please make an oath not to kill, sir. Otherwise, it will be difficult for Zhou to have no reservations.”

Humans cultivate the sea of ​​​​qi, demons cultivate the spiritual apertures, and those of snakes and dragons open the apertures behind the neck.

 Whether it is snake beads, dragon beads or dragon beads.

They are all gathered and cultivated in the key points.

But the Jiao Pearl is connected with its life essence and blood, and opening the Jiao Pass hastily is almost the same as stepping onto the guillotine.

 That's why Zhou Jiao was so hesitant.

This is not just a shackles and chains, but also a huge gamble.

Once Chen Yulou has other plans, with his strength, he will have almost no power to fight back.

"nature!"

Chen Yulou thought about it and figured out what it meant.

 Make an oath immediately.

 From the beginning, he never thought about killing it.

 After all, it is easy to kill a dragon, but raising a dragon is definitely the first of its kind.

Given the old Jiao's character and strength, and with the help of the dragon slough in his hand, the chance of transforming into a dragon is extremely high.

"good…"

 After listening to his oath.

Zhou Jiao’s heart also fell back into his stomach.

 Don’t hesitate any more.

 quickly gathered his mind, and then opened the Jiao Pass.

 In an instant.

 A majestic wave of demonic blood and dragon aura filled the air from its body.

Seeing this situation, Chen Yulou nodded secretly.

Without any delay, he held his breath and concentrated on his Dantian. An astonishing green wood spiritual energy surged from all the orifices on his body, and finally condensed into an invisible spiritual seed.

 “The longevity of the green wood, the bond between all things, and the harmony!”

 (End of this chapter)