Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

 According to Oona.

 She was only thirteen or fourteen years old when she came here.

 It was because he inadvertently showed his amazing talent while worshiping the gods, and was favored by the gods.

Since then, Azhiya has taken her with him, thinking of training her as the next generation of wizards in the tribe.

 For tribal men.

 You have to hunt a wild animal with your own hands to become an adult.

As for the wizard's inheritance, you need to go deep into the black desert to find your own sacred tree.

 Plus the sand dunes are moving all the time.

When we arrived that time, the ancient city had just experienced a huge storm. The layer of floating sand that was buried there was blown away, and some clues of the ruins could be seen.

only…

 That is clearly not the case at the moment.

Hearing the temple she mentioned, Yang Fang's eyes flashed, "Is it the black leaning tower?"

 Don’t blame him for thinking so.

The black tower enshrines the queen, the imaginary space, and the eyeball totem on the top, which should be an altar or a temple.

 The only thing he didn't quite understand was.

 Where did the stone pillar come from?

Not only him, but also Kunlun and the old foreigners beside him, all their eyes fell on her.

 But after hearing Yang Fang's description, Oona calmly shook her head.

 “That’s a sacred tower, not a temple.”

“The temple is about 100 meters away from the black tower, shaped like a double black mountain layout.”

 Hundred ten meters?

Hearing this, Chen Yulou's heart moved slightly and he also fell into deep thought.

Finger taps lightly.

Countless pictures emerged in my mind one by one.

　　Previously, he used his spiritual consciousness to roughly scan the several miles around the black tower.

soon…

A building buried in the yellow sand, with only half of the temple roof exposed, froze before our eyes.

It is completely different from the black tower with six or seven floors and more than ten meters high.

 The stone hall of the temple is wide and vast.

 Coupled with the fact that it was obscured by the surrounding buildings, he really didn't notice much strangeness before.

 “What’s in the temple?”

Chen Yulou slowly opened his eyes. As he opened and closed them, the depths of his deep eyes seemed to reflect the starry sky above his head that was shrouded in clouds and mist.

 Even if I have seen it many times.

Oona still couldn't help but marvel in her heart.

Such mysterious and distant eyes, she had only seen them on statues of gods and gods.

 Looking at him with that kind of gaze, it seemed that his whole body was being penetrated, and he could no longer hide any secrets.

 “A jade eye.”

 Almost subconsciously, Oona responded.

"It is like a real eyeball, even bloodshot, with distinct pupils. It is enshrined deep in the temple. Atta said it is the eye of the gods, which can confuse people's hearts and penetrate all things."

Jade eyeballs!

 Listen to her recalling what she saw back then.

Partridge Whistle's expression suddenly changed in shock. He, who had always been calm, could not suppress the change in his mood at all. He only felt that his heart was surging, and his blood was surging all over his body.

 That day, I was in the underground altar of Xiye Ancient City.

 They also found one.

According to the mural records, the Queen ordered the Lord of Xiye Kingdom to secretly imitate it.

 But it was just a fake.

The real jade eyeball was made by the people ordered by the sage Zagrama.

The purpose is to peer into the endless deep cave under the Holy Mountain.

And the ancestor I saw outside the city earlier came just to find it.

Unfortunately, the jade eyeball was controlled by the queen. He traveled back and forth for many years and finally destroyed the ancient country of Jingjue, but he could not see it until his death.

 “That’s it!”

 “Brother Chen…real jade eyes.”

When he thought that they had most likely passed by the jade eye of the temple just now, Partridge Whistle wanted to fly back, dig through the yellow sand, and get the jade eye.

"I know."

Aware of his ups and downs in mood, Chen Yulou could not help but comfort him softly.

Thousands of years have passed, and everything has changed. Not to mention the remains of the ancestral land, even the ancient country of thousands of years ago has been turned into a pile of ruins.

 Now antiquities from the sage era appear.

Who can still stay calm?

He was determined to get that eyeball before entering the Black Desert, no, to be precise, before setting off from Xiangyin.

Of course, getting it is just the first step of the plan.

besides.

 The most important thing is the Eye of the Ghost Mother.

 Just like everything the Samsara Sect did back then.

 Digging through the nine-story demon building, you can get the unbounded demon pupil of the first-generation ghost mother in the Snowy Demonic Kingdom. With it, you can open the passage to the imaginary space.

 The tomb of the first generation ghost mother is difficult to find

But Queen Jingjue’s tomb is under the ancient city. As long as she opens the sarcophagus and gets her eyes, the same thing can be done.

And his biggest support is the Muchen Bead.

 From ancient times to the present, in addition to the Zagrama lineage, countless people from the Samsara Sect and the Jingjue Ancient Kingdom have been struggling to find its existence.

 But the only ones who really own it are the Snow Demon Country and...them.

 Many thoughts flashed through my mind.

 In an instant, Chen Yulou calmed down.

"But…"

 “It’s there, isn’t it?”

Partridge Whistle wanted to say something more, but Chen Yulou patted him lightly on the shoulder.

This sentence is so familiar.

 He was startled.

 When he arrived here before, the old foreigner was eager to go to the holy mountain to worship. He was so comforted at the time, but now that it fell on him, it was so difficult to restrain himself.

 “It’s me who is anxious.”

Partridge Whistle sighed.

Since they have never found the temple, it already shows how difficult it is.

After tonight, early tomorrow morning, hundreds of Xiling bandits who are best at moving mountains and flat hills will attack at the same time. Even if they are deep underground, it will not take too long.

“By the way, Oona, do you still remember the road to the underground royal city?”

Seeing that his expression had returned to calm, Chen Yulou patted his shoulder, and then looked at Oona again.

 “I will never forget it in this life.”

Hearing this, Chen Yulou’s eyes lit up, “Where is the sacred tree?”

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly realized that it seemed a little too revealing, and subconsciously added.

 “Is there any danger around?”

“I remember that the sacred tree was planted next to an underground lake... Oh, by the way, before you get to the underground lake, you need to pass a long underground slope.”

Oona said softly.

 Chen Yulou slowly spread out a map in his mind.

When he was in Chenjiazhuang, he took a few days to draw the maps of Jingjue Ancient City and Kunlun Shrine by hand, and then repeatedly refined and added them.

  It can be said that the style and structure of the two ancient tombs have been deeply ingrained in my mind.

At this moment, Oona finished her words.

 In the shadow reflected in front of his eyes, one area suddenly lit up.

 Underground lake.

 Isn’t it just a stone cave?

 Through the front hall, main hall and back hall, and over a slope, you can reach the place where Oona mentioned.

only…

 Putting it into the entire tomb of King Jingjue, the shamans of the Turkic tribe in the past dynasties have only reached less than one-third.

 Let alone the Queen's coffin, even the burial pit has not been reached.

It’s no wonder that she never mentioned the existence of Jingjian Agama from beginning to end.

As the patron saint of the ghost cave, the snake tide hovers outside the tomb, and only a few are scattered in the ancient city.

It is precisely because of this.

 The moment he discovered the black snake in Gumo Prefecture, he concluded that there was something wrong with Jingjue Ancient City.

 “Okay, I understand.”

 Chen Yulou nodded.

 No more words.

Looked into the distance.

 Under a section of the wall outside the ancient city.

 A bonfire burned brightly on the sand, reflecting countless busy figures.

 The division of labor is clear.

 Set up camp and make a fire to cook, while the others collect firewood from everywhere.

 Water and fire are extremely scarce in the desert.

The area along the ancient Kongque River is fine, and dead Populus euphratica can often be seen. However, if it deviates from the river channel, even the most drought-tolerant Haloxylon ammodendron trees are hard to see.

  Put away your mind.

 In her peripheral vision, Oona was still immersed in memories from many years ago.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but sigh secretly.

I don’t know whether to say that the Turkic wizards of all generations have good luck or bad luck.

 Speaks of good luck.

 They were able to enter the underground royal city, find the sacred tree, and escape intact.

Unlucky for you, if you cross the underground lake, go forward more than ten meters, walk across the stone bridge, and open the gate, you will encounter the coffin of Queen Jingjue.

That is a coffin made of a whole Kunlun sacred tree.

 Let alone a mere magic staff or a Dharma drum, it is more than enough to build a large ship.

but…

 If you really want to enter the tomb.

There is a high probability that they will fall into the snake tide and end up dead without a burial place. "That, Miss Oona..."

 The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

 The old foreigner suddenly thought of something.

However, before he could even say a word, a strange cry suddenly came from the ancient city shrouded in darkness behind him.

 “Someone…”

Although it sounds vague.

But among the few people present, none of them are people with special skills.

 The five senses are inherently different from ordinary people.

In an instant, several people, including Chen Yulou, stood up from the sand. Their eyes met in the night sky, and a trace of concentration flashed across their faces.

 They had clearly checked briefly before.

Although we have only gone less than half of it.

But it doesn’t look like there are people in the city at all.

Nowadays, life suddenly appears, and there is a high probability that there is only one possibility.

 “It’s another team!”

The old foreigner frowned, his words stopped abruptly, and a murderous intent burst out from his brows.

 “Shopkeeper Chen, senior brother, I’m going to arrest him.”

"I am coming too."

Seeing him taking off his big bow and asking for a tassel, Yang Fang could not hold back, so he immediately stepped out and chased after him.

 “Kunlun, you should also go and take a look.”

 “It’s better to be alive.”

"yes!"

Kunlun nodded heavily.

 The shopkeeper’s special naming must be vivid, and the intention is self-evident.

The nearly two-meter-tall figure carrying a big halberd on its back did not feel stagnant at all in the sand dunes. Wherever it passed, dust and sand exploded.

Following the sound, Chen Yulou raised his eyes and looked up.

 There is a faint golden light emerging from his eyes.

 Not long.

He saw a figure from a distance, stumbling out of the ancient city and running wildly.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, the fear on his body was so strong that it almost overflowed.

 Look back from time to time.

 As if...something is chasing me in the dark.

However, he didn't expect it at all. As soon as he climbed over the broken wall and rolled to the ground, before he could take a breath, there was a rapid sound of whooshing through the air in his ears.

next moment.

 An iron arrow half as tall as a man stuck close to his figure and inserted into the sand dune in front of him.

 The iron arrows flashed with cold light.

 There was a biting coldness.

 The man's face changed drastically and he subconsciously raised his head.

 Three figures have already appeared in front of them.

 The oppressive feeling brought by the terrifying momentum made him almost feel suffocated and breathless.

He couldn't have imagined it.

 In this barren land, besides them, there are other people.

Suppressing the thunderous beating under his chest, the man's eyes flickered, and his right hand sneaked under the robe.

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 But his thoughts.

How could it be possible to hide this from the Kunlun trio?

There was just a slight movement, and a cold light exploded in the night sky. He felt as if he had been hit by a running camel, and his whole body was violently kicked off the ground.

 Flip several times in mid-air.

It hit the ground with a bang.

Even though it was sand, the violent impact still made him curl up in a ball in pain, holding his chest with both hands, and his face was full of pain.

 Struggling.

 A short gun shook out from under his robe and fell to the ground.

Kunlun held a big halberd in his hand and took a few steps forward.

 Hand out the halberd at will.

The sharp tip of the halberd was almost touching the man's chin, and the cold chill almost pierced his spine and sealed all the muscles in his body.

 “Don’t dare to move again.”

"die!"

Kunlun’s expression was indifferent, but his words sounded like thunder.

 The man's face froze.

 Although I don’t understand what he said.

  But you can also guess a thing or two from the tone.

Seeing that he calmed down, Kunlun held the halberd and crossed the ground.

  Gently raised the gun and pointed it towards Yang Fang.

 The latter took it and looked down.

The style is completely different from the most common mirror box today. There is a line of foreign writing engraved on the **** of the gun, and Yang Fang is even more confused.

 The only thing that made him feel good was.

Handguns are extremely handy.

 Regardless of weight or style.

 “Good stuff.”

 “If you like it, then accept it.”

 The old foreigner smiled.

 “Then I won’t be polite.”

 Withdrawing the **** of the gun, there were still a few bullets left. The more Yang Fang looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

 I am used to using the magic whip.

 Try firearms, it seems good too.

On the other side, the old foreigner took out the sky-drilling rope, tied the guy on the ground to death with two or three strokes, and then walked back like a horse.

　　See him escorting people away.

Kunlun was not in a hurry to leave.

Instead, he raised his head and looked towards the depths of the ancient city. The guy before turned back while running away, as if he was avoiding something.

but…

Look at it intently at this moment.

The ancient city was completely silent, and nothing could be seen.

 “What are you looking at?”

　　Putting away the short gun, Yang Fang also glanced at him when he saw his eyes showing contemplation.

 “Have you found anything?”

Kunlun knew that he was born with night eyes just like the shopkeeper.

 A pair of eyes can see things that ordinary people cannot see.

But Yang Fang scanned around and saw that the ancient city was still the same as before. Apart from the sand and dust, there were only buried earthen houses. He immediately shook his head.

 “I guess I saw it wrong…”

Kunlun nodded and put the halberd behind him again.

 Catch up with the old foreigner in front.

Waiting for a group of three people to walk dozens of meters away, deep in the ancient city, inside a half-open shabby house, two faint green lights slowly emerged like will-o'-the-wisps.

 Looking at the direction of several people, he glanced.

He looked at the countless busy figures outside the ancient city, hesitated for a moment, and then retreated.

 The dim green light flickers.

  It faintly reflects the luster like fish scales.

 “Brother Chen?”

 “What are you looking at?”

At the moment it disappeared, on the sand dunes outside the city, Partridge Whistle glanced suspiciously beside him.

　That moment just now.

 He seemed to detect a vague murderous intention in Chen Yulou.

"nothing…"

 Chen Yulou shook his head.

Though the two fires deep inside the city disappeared in a flash.

 But he still caught it keenly.

Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, the giant pupils, the scales... combined with these factors, a word came to his mind.

 ‘Snake mother’

 But, if I remember correctly, the Zagrama clan clearly surrounded and killed the mother snake, so how could another one be born?

 While hesitating, the old foreigner had already escorted the person over.

 I saw that he still wanted to struggle.

 The old foreigner frowned.

 Kicked him out and knocked him to his knees on the sand.

This kick is quite powerful.

 The man's entire face was twisted into one piece.

Through the surrounding bonfires, the group finally saw his appearance clearly. He had long hair, a beard and a square forehead, and was wearing a tattered cashmere robe.

I don’t know how long I ran.

 In the cold winter weather, I was sweating profusely.

 So much that the messy hair tips are filled with heat.

 “Looks like he’s from Uighur.”

One look at his appearance, Chen Yulou knew it in his mind.

“Miss Oona, how about I leave this person to you for interrogation?” (End of this chapter)