Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 184: The Power of the Ghost Whip in Phoenix Valley

 In the blink of an eye.

 A few more days passed.

 The news spread like wildfire that the River God has entered the sea and that the lake will usher in ten years of peace.

Of course, there is the encouragement of the old shopkeeper.

 There is also vigorous publicity by fishermen on the lakeside.

 I drove the boat into the lake for several days in a row. Not only did I not encounter wind and waves, nor did the boat capsize or kill anyone, but I always returned with a full load every time I set out.

 The big fish in Fuxian Lake that I haven’t seen in a few years.

 Appeared in the city again.

 Following this, it was passed from one to ten and then to one hundred.

 Nowadays, the world is becoming more and more chaotic day by day, and given his age, he has to make a living in a restaurant, and passing through Xiangyin is almost impossible.

 “Old shopkeeper, Chen said goodbye. If I have a chance to pass by Chenjiazhuang in the future, I will definitely not get drunk without stopping!”

 Perhaps he was infected by his emotions.

 The old shopkeeper couldn't help but grinned.

Chen Yulou cupped his hands, smiled loudly, and got on his horse as he spoke.

 The old shopkeeper nodded heavily.

“If Mr. Chen comes again, I will sweep the couch to welcome him.”

 His knowledge shocked him even more.

 A more cautious person.

　　　 Thirty years ago.

“Perhaps, Chen will come back one day, and he may even come in to ask for a drink. Don’t forget the old shopkeeper.”

 Said it was ten years.

It is not easy to meet fellow villagers in a remote place like southern Yunnan. After getting along with each other for the past few days, this young man has a naturally convincing temperament.

The incident immediately caused a sensation throughout the city.

"must!"

Maybe he gritted his teeth, left his family business behind, and went up the mountain with Chen Yulou.

only.

and.

 Why doesn’t he understand?

 The old shopkeeper was leaning at the door, with a look of reluctance on his face.

If Zhou Jiao understood quickly, it might not even take ten years, six or seven years would be enough.

The astronomy, geography, and folk customs are all very different, and they are almost all spoken at the drop of a hat.

 “Sure must not be forgotten.”

When they left the city and rushed to the lake, they saw the crowds of boats rushing to the lake to fish at the port. The bustling scene was not the least bit surprising.

 “Thank you…”

It's a pity that I heard that the river **** crossed the lake and entered the sea to rush to the Dragon Palace, and he was not allowed to worship the **** in the past few years.

 Outside the restaurant.

 Look at the darkness in his eyes.

 Immediately changed the topic and joked.

How could Chen Yulou not see what the old shopkeeper was thinking.

In the past few days, the old shopkeeper has been very busy and put a lot of thought into the affairs of the River God.

 “Okay, the old man wishes Mr. Chen a safe journey.”

If it weren’t for him, this matter wouldn’t have ended so easily.

 The guys who had been waiting for a long time immediately rode away.

 “Old shopkeeper, take your leave!”

He has a ten-year agreement with Zhou Jiao, and he will definitely return to Fuxian Lake one day to protect his formation by turning water into a dragon.

Chen Yulou hugged his fists towards him.

 “Mr. Chen invited me, how could I not go, old man?”

The sound of horse hooves echoed on the ancient road of Jianshui City.

 Otherwise, you can get a glimpse of the excitement of past years.

Chen Yulou didn’t waste any more time and said hello.

On this trip, they will start from Jianshui City, cross Fuxian Lake, pass through Maitreya County, Shizong County, pass through Mengzi Road and Central Yunnan Road, and finally enter the junction of Yunnan and Guizhou.

 It is different from carrying countless loads.

On the way back, apart from the utensils taken from King Xian’s tomb, we only had water and food, so it was considered a simple journey.

 In order to return to Chenjiazhuang as soon as possible.

 Chen Yulou will naturally not take the water route again.

 Otherwise, it would take another month to ferry all the way.

However, at this time, southern Yunnan is about to usher in the rainy season, and the road is rugged, with mostly uninhabited mountains and old forests. Forcibly crossing the mountain road is actually taking a risk.

 So, for this trip, he specially dug out the map last night and studied it for a long time.

 This is how a relatively perfect route was designed.

 The sound of horse hooves rose into the sky.

 The group of people left quickly like blue smoke.

After a while, the old shopkeeper suddenly realized what he was doing. He staggered a few steps forward and pursed his lips, trying to say something.

 But when the words came to his lips, he looked at the cavalry that was about to disappear from sight, hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head and swallowed the words.

“Shopkeeper, if there is anything else you haven’t told me yet, why don’t you go chase Mr. Chen and the others?”

 The waiter on the side couldn't help but said when he saw this.

 “Nothing.”

 The old shopkeeper waved his hand, a complex look reflected in his old eyes.

“I just forgot to ask, Mr. Chen has never passed through Jialing Road. If he has, please send me a family letter.”

“This is a big deal, shopkeeper, Mr. Chen and the others haven’t left the city yet, should I go now?”

"No…"

Seeing the eager look on the waiter's face, the old shopkeeper's restless thoughts calmed down.

“How many years have passed? People from my father’s generation have been coming to southern Yunnan. Even if there are people in the same clan, they must have moved away long ago due to the war and chaos these days.”

 He said it euphemistically.

In the Beichuan Road area, most of our ancestors migrated there from Huguang.

There are countless people who travel south and north to do business, far away from home.

If this is still a good thing, I am afraid that warlords will fight, bandits will be rampant, and those people of the same clan and hometown will have lost their roots.

 When his father was still alive.

As long as he met Han people who had been on the Tea Horse Road, he would always ask them to send a letter to find out the news, but until he closed his eyes, he could not wait for a reply.

 He is old now.

 The hope in my heart is actually very little left.

 It’s just a thought.

I always think that one day I can go back and take a look.

"this…"

 Several guys looked at each other.

 They are young, so they don’t understand the weight of the words “it’s hard to leave their homeland.”

"Let's go back. Business has been good these days, and the old customers are slowly coming back. You have to wait for me."

　　gave a warning.

The old shopkeeper walked slowly into the restaurant with his hands behind his back.

 He was still mumbling something.

He could only hear it when he got closer. He was obviously annoyed that he forgot to ask again when Mr. Chen would be back.

  Don’t leave it too long.

 Otherwise, he doesn’t even know if his old bones can survive until that time.

the other side.

 After leaving the city.

Chen Yulou and his party walked along the southern foot of Fuxian Lake and around the lake.

Horseing all the way without daring to stop, it took several hours to cross Bijia Mountain and reach the boundary mountain between Fuxian Lake and Xinghai.

During this period, they stayed in Jianshui City for almost six or seven days.

 Looking at the lake almost every day.

 I thought I had enough understanding of the vastness of the water area.

It wasn’t until I took a trip around the lake today that I realized why the mountain people in the city call Fuxian Lake Chenghai and Xingyun Lake Xinghai.

 In southern Yunnan with endless mountains.

Facing such a big swamp, the mountain people who have never seen the sea in their lives seem to have no problem naming it after the word Haizi.

Tima walked through the boundary mountain.

The water in the lake on both sides was floating in the wind, and it felt cool on his face, giving him the feeling of walking through the sea of ​​stars and the Milky Way.

 Separated by a mountain and connected by a lake.

 Fuxian Lake is covered with glazed glass, and Xingyun Lake is filled with twinkling stars.

 It is really a rare spectacle in the world.

Even he subconsciously tightened the reins in his hands. The dragon horse underneath him was very humane. He noticed his thoughts and immediately slowed down his pace.

 Hualing Hua Ling and Miss Hong behind her, especially the two girls, their beautiful eyes were filled with wonder.

 The day before yesterday, a few people took advantage of the clear sky and took a boat trip to the lake.

In the past two months in southern Yunnan, I have seen many lakes and swamps, but few of them are as beautiful as Fuxian and Xinghai.

Even the big guys on the mountain are immersed in the grand scene at this moment.     I don’t know how long it will be.

 The team then set off again.

Passed through Maitreya and Luxi one after another, and finally arrived at Shizong before nightfall. However, Chen Yulou did not choose to enter the city, but camped in Phoenix Valley.

 The dry food brought from Jianshui was almost enough for their trip of three or four days.

 There is no need to enter the city for supplies.

In addition, if you want to enter the city, you have to travel at night.

 Not to mention the boundaries of barbarians along the way, the deep mountains and forests are full of dangers, which can easily lead to trouble.

 Have a simple meal.

The guys went to rest early.

Chen Yulou did not arrange for anyone to keep vigil at night. He was sitting on the ground beside the burning bonfire, holding a long whip in his hand.

 It is surprisingly the ghost-beating whip brought back from Jiaolongshui Mansion.

At this moment, the flames rose, reflecting the golden light on the long whip.

You can also see a stagnation of a pawn.

Luofu, who was standing on his shoulder, was also looking at the ghost whip.

 There was obviously a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

Since that day I devoured the flesh and blood of the suppressed dragon under the sutra canopy, except that day I went to the lake to catch a big dragon, so I took it with me just in case.

 Most of the rest of the time, it is digesting demon power and practicing.

 So, this is the first time Luofu has seen the whole picture of the Ghost Whip.

but.

Jiaolong is worthy of being the closest thing to the dragon genus.

Although the black dragon is not as good as Zhou Jiao, its energy and blood are equally powerful, especially what Luofu swallows is essence and blood.

 Now I am back in retreat.

 His aura has obviously improved again.

 Seeing it practice like drinking water, even Chen Yulou couldn't help but feel a little envious.

 He is working so hard, working so hard, and not daring to rest for a day, and now he is only at the peak of the Fire Realm.

 But Luofu…

Although the practice of monsters is extremely vague, it is not as clear-cut as the practice of Taoism.

 However, judging from the monsters he encountered.

The six-winged centipede can probably be used as a watershed, and the Fuxian Lake old dragon can be used as another boundary.

 With the strength that Luofu is showing now.

 It has far surpassed the six-winged centipede of that day.

But there should still be a slight gap from Zhou Jiao....

 It is normal to think about it. After all, Zhou Jiao has been practicing for many years, and he has been the king in Fuxian Lake for more than a thousand years.

 It only took a few months from Luofu's awakening to spiritual enlightenment.

With such a speed of cultivation, it’s no wonder that he is jealous.

But there is no way. Being born with a phoenix species and generating fire on its own is equivalent to taking the step of casting a furnace. The monster's flesh and blood can be refined by itself as soon as it enters the belly.

They are both demons.

Yuan Hong also devoured the dragon's flesh and blood that day.

 But I almost never saw it showing up along the way. I practiced and tempered it almost day and night before I was able to refine three or four tenths of it.

This is because he devoured the remains of the mandrill.

 Otherwise, in the past, with its ape bloodline, it was considered rare to be able to refine one or two tenths of it.

 Looking away from the ghost-beating whip.

Chen Yulou glanced at the colorful feathers behind Luofu.

The phoenix mirror like an eye has become more real and spiritual, and the second phoenix feather has slowly grown.

 As for the golden light between the eyebrows.

 It is floating slightly, not as shocking as before.

Feng Ling represents practice, and the golden light under the eyebrows is closely related to the thinness and thickness of the awakened ancestral blood.

This does not mean that the ancestral blood is thin, but it just shows that Luofu has reached an unimaginable situation in controlling the bloodline.

 At this moment, it is looking forward to it.

 It has become more and more like a divine bird.

 “What, want to try it?”

Chen Yulou lightly waved the ghost whip and suddenly smiled.

Luofu’s eyes lit up.

Seeing this situation, there was no way he would delay. The most amazing thing about Luofu was its speed. It was perfect to use it to try to beat the ghost whip.

 “Let’s go and find an open place.”

 It’s not long since nightfall.

 But everyone was exhausted after running around for a day. At this moment, heavy breathing could be heard in the camp.

 Even the partridge whistle, which has always been diligent.

 After simply meditating for two weeks, I fell asleep.

 The momentum will definitely be huge in the future.

 Chen Yu thought for a while downstairs, but still got up and walked up. He almost didn't need to use the magic walking method, and his body was like a blue smoke, walking through the mountains and forests.

 Phoenix Valley is named after the entire valley looks like a phoenix with its wings spread.

The campground is at the entrance.

At this moment, Chen Yulou headed straight into the valley.

　　We didn’t stop until we reached the depths of the rift valley.

According to the records on the map, there is an old Zhuang village on the other side of Phoenix Valley, and most of the mountain people make a living by hunting.

When he arrived at night, he asked people to explore the road, and it was indeed like a map.

But...it's not a village.

But they are facing each other across the river.

 Putting away his thoughts, Chen Yulou raised his head and looked around.

Although the silver moon is in the sky tonight, the faint moonlight is difficult to illuminate the darkness in the valley, especially when it is shrouded in fog, making it even more silent.

However, both he and Luofu have far better eyesight than ordinary people.

 It would be better to be in such a secluded place.

 “Come on, Luofu, I won’t hold back.”

Glancing at the Luofu that was lying on a large bluestone in the valley not far behind him, Chen Yulou grinned.

 While speaking.

With a flick of his wrist, the heavily wrapped ghost whip instantly turned into a golden light and flew straight towards the big blue stone.

Luofu raised his head and let out a low cry.

Knowing that his master was powerful, he didn't dare to look down upon him at all. He spread his wings and disappeared in an instant.

　　Bang!

Almost at the moment it left.

The ghost-beating whip was fiercely pulled out from the mist. Countless cracks appeared on the bluestone that was as tall as a person, and crackling sounds were heard.

 The next moment, the entire bluestone was shattered into countless pieces.

Then.

 The long whip is put away.

　　And soared into the sky.

 It was clearly heading towards Luofu who was hidden in the mist in mid-air.

 See this situation.

 Luofu's eyes became more solemn.

The golden light hidden under the eyebrows emerged, and the figure suddenly became more amazing, as if teleporting, appearing several meters away in the next second.

  Seems to be aware of the demonic aura in it.

Thirteen inscriptions on the ghost whip floated one by one.

 Chen Yulou didn't need to use his spiritual consciousness to track down the ghosts and monsters on his own, like a maggot attached to a bone, as fast as lightning.

 Bang bang bang!

 Wherever the golden whip passes.

 The terrifying sound of breaking through the air continued one after another.

Luofu's eyes were so solemn that he could hardly get rid of them. He felt like he was being chased by the corpse cave in Xianwangxuan Palace that day.

One color and one gold, two streams of light like fire, flickering in the mist.

 Very fast.

Even Chen Yulou, who is holding a ghost-beating whip, is a little hard to catch with the naked eye.

 What frightened him even more.

 I thought that this period of time was enough to understand the ghost whip.

 But at this moment, he realized that this large Nuo witchcraft weapon far exceeded his expectations.

 “唳——!”

 In the moment when he lost consciousness.

There was a sudden violent struggle on the long whip. When I looked up, I saw that the Ghost Beating Whip had caught up with Luofu, entangled it heavily, and dragged it back from the mist.

 It was frightened and angry.

 Struggling wildly.

But the more he struggled, the more profound the inscriptions on the ghost-beating whip became, intertwined back and forth, and the terrifying power of suppression made it unable to resist anymore.

 “Hitting the ghost whip...this **** thing can be called the whipping of the god!”

 (End of this chapter)