Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Huamaguai followed his father when he was three years old, traveling all the way north to the south to avoid trouble.

 Finally, thanks to the kindness of the old shopkeeper of the Chen family, the family was able to survive.

His father was born in a government office.

 An autopsy knife is capable of dissecting ancient corpses and taking out corpse-suppressing Yin beads or ancient coins from the abdomen. It is also by virtue of this skill that he has gained quite a reputation in the huge Changsheng Mountain.

 And his son inherited his father's sword.

 Grew up with the young shopkeeper since childhood.

Although I don’t have the skill of dismembering corpses like my father, I have traveled all over the country and visited countless graves. I have seen the bones of dead people and crossed more bridges than ordinary people.

At that time, the shopkeeper, Robber Huxishan Tomb, dug a corpse well that was dozens of meters deep.

 It was densely packed with dead bodies, at least hundreds of them.

The scene didn't scare him away.

and.

 In ancient times, when a city was destroyed, there was always a tradition of beheading people in public and hanging the city tower high to frighten the surrounding areas.

　　When a group of people from the previous shopkeeper returned to Laosicheng from southern Yunnan, they were said to have executed the last chieftain. To this day, rumors are still spreading in the world.

Green forest bandits and bandits, there are countless such acts.

 In normal times, there were only a dozen corpses, but Huamaguai would never look at them.

But the scene in front of me was too weird.

Those weathered corpses seemed to have been deliberately created to warn and frighten those who came after them.

 “Are they foreign devils again?”

 “Damn it, this ancient city won’t be robbed too, right?”

 “It looks like things are not going well.”

More than a dozen people who went into the city with Huamaguai to explore the city, at this moment, holding up the lanterns in their hands, also saw clearly the terrifying scene on the city tower in the night.

 Hands of faces turned ugly.

Hand his right hand to his waist, his eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly to prevent any changes.

but…

 Except for the cold wind blowing from Shuanghei Mountain Pass, the entire ancient city was completely silent, and almost no movement could be heard.

A few people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes fell on the dead bodies that were five or six meters high from the ground again. If there were more than a dozen innocent souls hanging in the air, gently swayed by the night wind, there was an indescribable leak. people.

“Lao Qi, go back and talk to the shopkeeper.”

 “Ask him to make a quick decision.”

　　Listening to the frightened and anxious voices of the people, or the angry and muffled curses, Huamaguai tried his best to calm down quickly.

 I dare not say how it is in the city.

But the current scene is obviously man-made.

 He was in a dilemma for a while.

So he turned around and his eyes fell on a man in his thirties.

 “Yes, head.”

The man named Lao Qi nodded and left quickly without any hesitation.

 Not long.

There was a rustle of footsteps in the night.

Huama turned around and looked back. Before the person arrived, a pair of eyes as deep as the starry sky had already illuminated the darkness, making his heart tremble and subconsciously gathering distracting thoughts.

 “Shopkeeper, you are here.”

 Chen Yulou just nodded and didn't pay much attention.

As soon as he got close to the outside of the city, he felt the lingering air of death.

Where does it need to be stated clearly?

Not only him, but also the Partridge Whistle and Yang Fang who followed him.

 “Is it another test for…the Treasure Thieves Team?”

Looking at the faces that were obviously different from the Han people, or even the various ethnic groups in the Western Regions, Yang Fang frowned and said.

Before coming here, they had heard that sand bandits were rampant in northern Xinjiang, and there were even many broken troops fleeing from Central Asian countries. But after actually entering here, there were more foreign devils appearing out of nowhere.

 According to shopkeeper Chen.

Most of these people are treasure thieves who traveled across the ocean from the other side of the ocean and stole gold and silver cultural relics from the ancient city in the name of scientific research.

 He never left the Yellow River Basin in his entire life.

 The ocean and scientific research are extremely unfamiliar to him.

 Before this, some missionaries were only seen in Luoyang City and Changsha City.

He now suspects that those guys who talk about Lord and God all day long are not here to preach any religion at all, but are here for antiques and artifacts.

"It's them."

Chen Yulou's face darkened slightly, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

The moment he saw Jingjian Ahan in Gumozhou, he guessed that something happened in the ancient city of Jingjue, but he only guessed that something happened to the merchant team or the bandits.

 Completely unexpected.

 The person who intrudes into this place.

 It turned out to be another treasure-stealing team.

 Just like when foreigners look at them, there doesn’t seem to be much difference between them. They are basically carved from the same mold.

At this moment, there are more than ten corpses hanging on the city gate. In the eyes of Huamaguai and others, they look no different from the foreign devils in the sand valley before.

 But Chen Yulou is different.

 England, the Austro-Hungarian Empire, Tsarist Russia, the United States and Central Asia, although most of them have blond hair, blue eyes, fair skin and high noses, if you look closely, you will find that there are obvious differences in appearance between them.

Either France or Germany.

 Besides this, there is absolutely no third possibility.

 In fact, during the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, these countries were the ones that robbed the most cultural relics in the Western Regions.

 Nearly the entire Dunhuang was hollowed out.

Thinking of this, Chen Yulou did not hesitate anymore, "Guaizi, take the brothers upstairs and cut off the ropes."

 “Yes, from the shopkeeper.”

 If it weren’t for the fear of making a big mistake due to rash advancement.

Huamaguai had already put down the corpses and searched them to find out their identities.

 There is an order from the shopkeeper at the moment, so there will be no delay.

 Immediately selected a few skilled guys.

Although this trip was too far and I did not carry centipedes to hang on the mountain ladder, there are many people on the mountain who know how to make light bodies.

 You can get a glimpse of them from their nicknames.

 Bounce on the ground and fly on the grass.

I saw two strong men leaning sideways against the city wall, riding into a horse stance, with their hands folded.

Several others rushed out, stepped on the palms of the two people, and with the force of the backlash, they jumped up and rushed to the top of the building in a few steps.

 Wait until it settles down, and quickly take out the short knife from your waist.

　　With streaks of cold light passing by.

 The rope strangling the corpse's neck was cut off.

 Then there was an endless sound of banging to the ground.

　　It was smashed so that smoke and dust flew everywhere.

　　The Huamaguai and several people who were guarding below quickly stepped forward.

But before they could take action, a cold shout could be heard in the night.

"No hurries?"

“These people died so strangely. Their eyes were black and their lips were purple. It was most likely that they were poisoned.”

“It’s not a good thing to touch a corpse rashly.”

There was a bit of gloom between Chen Yulou's brows.

When Hu Bayi and others entered this city, Hao Aiguo was because he was kind and couldn't bear to see the corpse wilderness, and he took the initiative to find a place to bury a place.

result…

He was killed instantly by the black snake hidden in the body.

At this moment, although the spiritual consciousness scanned it, it seemed that there was no danger, but the pure sight of Agam itself cannot be judged by common sense.

 “This, the shopkeeper?”

“Brother Chen, did you find something?”

 Hear the words.

 Several people around him suddenly became nervous.

Yang Fang and the old foreigner each held the magic whip and the dragon shooting bow.

His gaze swept across the mummies lying on the ground like a knife.

 But in the face of everyone's doubts, Chen Yulou did not explain much. He just glanced at Kunlun beside him and said softly, "Fire!"

 “Okay, shopkeeper.”

 Don’t dare to hesitate at all.

Kunlun immediately handed over the torch in his hand.

Holding the torch, his energy flowed throughout his body, protecting more than a dozen vital arteries all over his body. But even so, Chen Yulou still did not dare to let down his guard, and gathered his spiritual energy to build an invisible shield outside his body.

 It is like opening a diamond umbrella.

Even if those strange snakes are as fast as thunder and can bully him, they can't break through his defense.

In this way, he held up the torch, passed over Huamaguai and his group who were stunned in place, and went straight to the outside of the pile of corpses.

 The flickering firelight dispersed the shadows under the broken wall. The dozen or so dead bodies were completely illuminated at once.

As the firelight passed by, faces full of shock, unwillingness and fear to the core appeared clearly in everyone's sight.

 “It’s really…”

The more Huamaguai looked, the more her mind sank to the bottom.

 He only wanted to find out the origins of these people as soon as possible, and he really hadn't thought about this.

At this moment, look carefully through the wind lantern.

Only then did I realize that it was exactly what the shopkeeper said.

There is something really wrong with the wide-eyed pupils of those dead bodies.

 He has been immersed in watching his father perform autopsies since he was a child, but he still learned some real things.

 “Look here again.”

Ignoring the different expressions on everyone's faces, Chen Yulou stretched the torch forward again.

 The light of fire rested on the shoulders and neck of a corpse.

There are clearly two small holes there.

 The black blood has already condensed into scabs.

The night is so dark at this moment that it is extremely easy to be ignored if you don’t look carefully.

 “It’s...snake fangs?!”

 Looking at the two scars, Huamaguai came to his senses.

 A few days ago, he almost died from the mouth of that weird black snake at the ancient well in Gumo Prefecture.

 Because of this, he had a huge psychological shadow on venomous snakes.

After all, the venom can easily corrode even yellow sand and stone bricks. If the shopkeeper had not intervened in time to save his life, he would have turned into a pile of blood in an instant.

 “Can’t be wrong.”

"This kind of tooth mark, except for snakes, can only be the corpse of a baby!"

 A partridge whistle that has seen many people.

　　also broke the silence.

The reason why he mentioned the infant corpse was because when he was fighting with his master in Mang Mountain, he accidentally broke into a large tomb in the Ming Dynasty. The owner of the tomb was not a prince, but a three or four-year-old baby.

 Maybe it’s repentance.

 The person who buried him invited an expert to bury him on a yin vein.

He also used evil witchcraft to seal his body.

Unexpectedly, within hundreds of years, the infant corpse would become an evil spirit through cultivation.

The master and the apprentice started fighting. The moment they opened the coffin, the infant corpse suddenly attacked from the coffin and bit the master's arm with its sharp teeth.

That tooth mark was too familiar to him.

So much so that the moment he saw the wound, he felt like he was back in time.

  That is to say, there are many secret techniques in the moving mountain lineage.

 Forcibly remove the poison from the corpse, otherwise he would have died from the poison at that time.

Even so, he could only barely save one arm, and the remaining venom still caused irreversible damage to his body, so much so that the curse was advanced.

"careful…"

He almost finished his words.

Partridge Whistle is still recalling the events of that year in his mind.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of palpitations suddenly arose, and as the peripheral vision swept by, a black shadow shot out like lightning, heading straight for Chen Yulou who was holding a torch.

 It was almost exactly the same as the attack on Huamaguai that day.

 A subconscious reminder.

Partridge Whistle pulled out the twenty-ring mirror box from his waist with his backhand.

but…

Facing the approaching danger, Chen Yulou was not afraid, and there was even a smile of success in his eyes.

 To use one's body as bait is to fish it out.

have to say.

Jingjian Agama is indeed an extraordinary thing. Even if I scan it with my spiritual consciousness, I can't detect the presence of breath at all, just like a dead object, without any fluctuation.

 No wonder they are called the patron saints of ghost caves.

"break!"

 The dark shadow in his pupils became clearer and clearer.

The ugly and frightening black snake has a pair of huge pupils on the top of its head, with blood oozing from its eyes. It looks like it has an evil aura that reaches the sky.

 The speed was as fast as light and shadow, and in an instant, he jumped from the ground and appeared within a foot outside of him.

only…

  When you come closer to bully yourself.

It was like hitting a wall.

 The head deflated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a strange light flashed in the pupils, as if he was surprised at why this was happening.

 But Chen Yulou did not give it a chance.

 One word fell, like an edict.

The shield condensed with spiritual energy spreads out, as if controlled by a pair of invisible hands, flowing out of thin air, scattered and reunited, forming a heavenly book evil talisman!

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　　It was almost the moment the word "breaking" fell.

The black snake that had not yet landed was instantly shattered from the inside out, turning into a pile of black blood and spilling out.

Chen Yulou took a few steps back.

Can barely avoid the area where the black blood is spilled.

The burning sound of thorns on the yellow sand continued to resound, and in just an instant, a deep pit was eroded by the poison on the ground outside the city.

Two of the corpses were unlucky and got a little splashed.

 The almost weathered mummy was melted away in an instant.

 “It’s it again!”

 “The black snake under the well!”

 “Damn it, you didn’t follow me all the way here, did you?”

 Seeing this scene, several people had no time to be shocked by Chen Yulou's methods. They stared at the deep hole on the ground with expressions full of disbelief.

 Everything that happened that day coincided with what was happening in front of me.

 It makes people feel cold all over their body.

As for the surrounding clerks, they had a look of astonishment. Except for Chen Yulou and a few others, they had not seen any strange snakes attacking people in Gumozhou City that day.

 It was quite puzzling to be asked to pour realgar while we were camping along the way.

Now I see a black snake.

 Finally I have some guesses.

Chen Yulou breathed a sigh of relief and handed the torch to Kunlun again.

 I already have a guess in my mind about the cause of death of these people.

 Just, who hung them here?

The dead soul trapped in the ancient city of Jingjue, or the white bones under the ghost cave?

 “Shopkeeper, look at this.”

Suppressing the shock in his heart and confirming again and again that nothing happened, Huamaguai and the others stepped forward and carefully opened the clothes on the body with tools.

 Soon I found a suitcase.

 There are several ancient parchment scrolls in it.

However, the words written on the scroll made him confused, so he could only quickly turn around and hand it to Chen Yulou.

 “Another ancient map.”

 Several people all came together.

Looking at the undulating mountains, ancient cities, forests and even large lakes on the parchment scroll, Yang Fang raised his eyebrows, his face full of surprise.

Comparing it with the surroundings, it is not difficult to see that the place marked on the map is clearly where the ancient city of Jingjue is located.

But the forests and the big lakes have long since disappeared.

 In other words, this map is an ancient artifact from at least a thousand years ago, and I don’t know how it fell into the hands of these foreign devils.

Hearing the arguments among several people, Chen Yulou didn't say much. After a casual glance, his mind was attracted by the ancient words on the parchment.

 Typical cuneiform writing.

 Looking at each ancient character separately, it looks like a donkey’s lip.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ifies by Lu Wen!

Also called donkey lip script, it came from ancient India and was widely spread in the Western Regions. From what he knew, at least Jingjue and Loulan used this ancient script.

 However, with the demise of the thirty-six countries.

This kind of ancient writing is also completely dead.

Unexpectedly, after thousands of years, I can still see it on this ancient map.

 “The shopkeeper still has this thing.”

Huamaguai opened his palm and saw a gold pocket watch, but it had already stopped moving.

However, there is a group photo embedded on the inner wall of the pocket watch.

 Two young men and women.

There are two names written next to it.

“Sure enough, a treasure thief from France!” (End of this chapter)