Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

No wonder no matter whether it is a demon country or a Jingjue.

Anyone who obtains this strange power can sweep across various countries and establish a huge theocratic power.

This moment.

The old foreigner finally understood.

Just take a look.

The mind will forever fall into darkness, and in the end, only an empty shell of a walking zombie will remain.

Such a terrifying ability.

How can human power resist?

Crash-

The majestic fire was still sweeping along with the wind.

Feeling the squeaking umbrella cover, as if it would break free from his hands at any time, the old foreigner did not dare to be distracted.

The whole person was hunched over.

The steps are staggered.

His body was full of energy and blood, and he held the handle of the umbrella tightly with both hands.

The wind and fire roared in, but when they flowed through the umbrella, they split into two on their own, as if cut by an invisible knife. They sat cross-legged on the ground and entered the Kunlun state of meditation. Their expressions were as usual, and they were completely indifferent to everything happening outside. aware.

The same goes for Yang Fang on the other side.

The whole person knelt on the ground on one knee, using his left shoulder to desperately hold the keel of the mirror umbrella.

The strong wind carried sand dust, bone fragments and scattered firelight, passing by him.

He never thought about it.

Just suppressing a head that had been dead for countless years would create such a terrifying momentum.

No wonder even shopkeeper Chen is such a heavenly being.

When talking about the ancient gods, their expressions cannot be concealed.

This kind of fighting completely exceeded the limits of human power.

"Brother Yang Fang."

"Just give me the umbrella."

While he was thinking wildly, a calm voice came from behind.

Yang Fang's heart moved.

Subconsciously look back.

"Yang Kuishou, are you... ready?"

At this moment, Partridge Whistle has a calm expression and deep eyes, no longer as weak and frivolous as before.

"Thank you for your concern. Yang is fine now."

Partridge Whistle smiled faintly.

He swallowed a medicinal pill into his belly, and the majestic medicinal power circulated throughout his body. He was only able to refine more than half of it, and his depleted Dantian became extremely full again.

As for the several external diseases and internal injuries on the body.

All of them were melted away by the force of the medicine.

After hearing this, Yang Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the age difference between the two is not much, both Chen Yulou and Partridge Shao have been famous figures in the world for many years.

in front of them.

He can only be regarded as a laggard.

Now that I see him recovering as before, he seems to have a backbone.

Yang Fang didn't show any pretense and directly handed over the mirror umbrella in his hand.

Take it and hold it in your hand.

There was no movement from the partridge whistle, but the mirror umbrella, which was originally like a small boat in the tide, became still in an instant.

The body is tall and straight, shaped like a spear.

Holding the umbrella in one hand.

Free and casual.

It is completely different from his previous self.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fang couldn't help but have a flash of surprise and admiration in his eyes.

This mountain-moving magic weapon is almost no different from an ordinary umbrella in his hand. At most, it has amazing endurance and will not fall apart as soon as it blows.

But in the hands of Partridge Whistle.

Cut the wind and break the tide.

Stay still!

If nothing else, even with this demeanor, he is worthy of the title of Grand Master.

"唳—"

Another chirping sound resounded.

Yang Fang did not dare to hesitate and used the umbrella to protect himself from the wind and fire. He leaned forward and carefully looked into the distance.

So for a while.

The snake god's skull, which was still more than ten feet high above his head, has fallen to the ground under Luofu's pressing step by step.

The phoenix fire burned brightly.

The blazing fire illuminated the ghost cave, which was originally as dark as ink, as bright as day.

The fog has shrouded this place for thousands of years.

It was also burned away by the phoenix fire.

Looking up, I saw an endless cave wall extending upward.

Can't see the top at all.

He couldn't even imagine how the ghost cave under him was formed?

It is indeed the nest of the gods.

After thousands of years, when he saw this place, he could not help but feel an urge to worship.

Don't blame the ancients.

Will regard the ghost cave as a miracle.

Faintly, he seemed to be able to see the countless stone carvings and murals left around the cave far away, which should be the remnants of the Demon Kingdom mentioned by Shopkeeper Chen before.

He glanced casually.

Yang Fang immediately withdrew his gaze.

Focus all your attention on the invisible fight ahead.

Luofu has become more and more crazy, and the chirping of the cloud-piercing stone is endless, echoing through the smooth mirror-like stone walls around him, falling on his ears, deafening.

But Chen Yulou never moved a step from beginning to end.

The figure carrying everyone on his back.

Like a green pine or strong bamboo, no matter how wind and fire sweep it, it remains as stable as a rock.

finally.

The phoenix fire is burning.

That skull couldn't take it anymore.

The colorful ink flows with different light.

Cut through the darkness.

Falling suddenly from a height.

The few people who saw this scene couldn't help but shudder in their eyes, and even their breathing slowed down subconsciously. Their eyes followed the snake god's skull, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

And Chen Yulou has never moved.

Finally one piece was released.

He took out the dragon scale sword from his waist and drew it gently in front of him.

Seems random.

But streams of light appeared out of thin air, intertwined back and forth, and finally condensed into a huge Zhen character.

Breathing of ancient atmosphere.

Tao Yun is natural.

"Shopkeeper Chen, this is..."

He was no stranger to the town character. He had seen him at least two or three times before.

But Chen Yulou's current behavior made him feel like he was surrounded by clouds and fog.

"The illusion of separation!"

Hearing his murmur, Partridge Whistle responded.

"Separation?"

"What's the point?"

Yang Fang was stunned for a moment.

He remembered clearly that shopkeeper Chen had mentioned many times before that the imaginary number space was in the snake god's skull.

He can understand how to suppress demons and even invisible ghosts.

But a cave space.

Can it really be separated by human power alone?

Hearing the question he asked, Partridge Whistle also smiled bitterly. If he had known, he wouldn't have been stagnant in the Qi training realm for so long.

"town!"

Wait until the ancient seal characters appear.

Chen Yulou spoke like thunder.

A sound fell.

The Zhen character wrapped around the skull like light and shadow, and then turned into a line of blue smoke and blended into the white bones.

See this scene.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but feel a flash of nervousness in his deep and calm eyes.

Just as Partridge Whistle guessed.

What he wants to do is indeed to separate the connection between the snake god's soul and the imaginary number space.

Forcibly suppress the power of illusion.

This way.

Only then did he have a chance to hide the truth.

From beginning to end, what he wanted was the Muchen Bead.

How can you give up what you have in your hands?

This is not the style of Chen Yulou and Xiling.

The three generations of leaders of the Chen family would try their best to get something out of any large tomb they were interested in, even if it was an imperial mausoleum.

Seems to be aware of his thoughts.

The skull that had been suppressed by the phoenix fire started to struggle crazily again.

Especially the ink-colored light deep inside the skull was flickering.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou frowned and took out the ancient thunder talisman without hesitation, and activated his majestic aura without reservation.

Boom—in an instant.

The fog above the head that had dissipated condensed again.

But this time, the fog didn't have any sinister meaning, it was more like rain clouds all over the sky.

You can still faintly feel the lightning passing by the mountain in the clouds and mist, and lightning flowing like snakes.

Sky thunder is the most powerful and most lethal thing in the world.

Unparalleled.

And as the most primitive existence between heaven and earth, even if it becomes a heavenly being or a god, it cannot be said that it can escape the killing power of thunder.

The road to immortality.

It is necessary to go through the three nine thunder tribulations, fade away the mortal body, and achieve the true body.

Gods, on the other hand, also need to undergo the baptism of such thunder to strengthen their souls before they can travel across the universe without any hindrance.

Therefore, the moment the ancient thunder talisman appeared.

The snake god's skull seemed to have sensed something extremely terrifying.

Constantly trembling and beating wildly.

Trying to get rid of the character outside of him.

It's a pity that Chen Yulou has been waiting for this step for a long time, how can he easily watch it leave through the air?

This is also the reason why Muchen Bead was suppressed first.

Just to cut off its retreat.

Otherwise, the Muchen Bead will return to the skull, the soul will be immortal, and the snake **** will be reborn.

Don't talk about concealing the truth and changing the situation.

Leaving Shuangheishan alive and enjoying the ancient city are all a luxury.

The most likely possibility is that hundreds of people from their trip, without exception, will all stay to become sacrifices to the ancient gods and eat their blood, just like the bones beneath them.

Until countless years later.

Someone comes here again.

Only then will they discover their existence.

Since the beginning of time travel, Chen Yulou has devoted himself to cultivating immortality, and his ultimate goal from beginning to end has been immortality.

Therefore, every step he took was walking on thin ice.

Every action is prepared for a rainy day.

I am just afraid that if I am not careful, I will lose everything.

As the ultimate mastermind behind the sub-dimensional world, how could he not understand this?

boom-

Just for a moment.

Dragon-snake-like lightning flashes fell from the clouds, enveloping the skull of the ancient god.

It was like falling into a thunder pool and prison.

The skull that was still trembling had its breath cut off by 35%. The Zhen characters integrated into the skull followed the trend and entangled the ink light inside it.

A group of light that flickers on and off.

It's like there's an invisible barrier outside.

In an instant, the dark, strange, evil and terrifying aura emanating from the skull disappeared.

With a snap, it fell straight from mid-air.

Roll all the way to the middle of the bones in the distance.

If you don't look carefully, it's almost impossible to notice that it's unusual.

"this…"

"Done?"

Holding back the blazing phoenix fire and rolling thunder, the hearts of several people who saw this scene couldn't help but jump heavily.

His eyes fell on the huge skull.

Undecided.

"Luofu."

Until a gentle laughter came.

Chen Yulou looked up at the colorful figure with wings spread out in the air, and stretched out his hand.

brush-

In an instant.

Luofu spread his wings and descended.

The phoenix fire all over the body converged into the body like a tide.

When it fell on his arm, it was no different from usual. There was only a pair of eyes, still as sharp as knives, looking up at the surroundings, and his breath was faintly weak.

However, while pacing, the proud look could not be concealed at all.

"Well done."

He gently stroked the top of his head.

Chen Yulou had a smile on his face.

Along the way, since entering the Western Region, he had taught Luofu how to gather his energy and sneak. Now it seems that as one of the biggest trump cards around him, he still withstood the situation at the critical moment.

Like magic, a red pill was pulled out of thin air.

It is somewhat similar to elixirs.

However, there is no aura of vegetation, but rather a strong aura of evil spirits.

It was clearly made from dragon essence and blood.

Luofu lowered his head and pecked lightly.

The dragon's blood pill was instantly swallowed into its belly.

The next moment, the aura on its body rose steadily at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although his eyes became calm.

But the feeling of oppression between actions and actions is more oppressive than being sharp.

Just one glance makes you feel like you have fallen into an ice cave.

"Let's go over and have a look."

Seeing this situation, Partridge Whistle could no longer hold back. It was related to the fate of their clan, how could he dare to delay at all?

He immediately patted Yang Fang on the shoulder behind him and whispered.

The latter was still in a daze. Hearing this, he nodded subconsciously.

other end.

The old foreigner was also very anxious.

But seeing that Kunlun's eyes were still closed, he was worried that something would happen to him, so he could only suppress his impulse and did not dare to leave at will.

but…

Just as he leaned forward and looked forward anxiously.

In the peripheral vision, a tall figure suddenly appeared.

The old foreigner was startled at first, subconsciously looked behind him, and then looked back at Kunlun.

"Why are you still standing there? If you don't go, the day lilies will be cold."

Kunlun smiled, casually pulled up the halberd stuck in the ground, carried it behind him, held up the iron helmet, shrugged his shoulders and smiled at him.

"You kid..."

Hearing that familiar voice, the old foreigner suddenly came back to his senses.

He laughed and cursed.

Hurry up and put away your umbrella.

After catching up with Kunlun's figure, the two of them rushed over quickly, one behind the other.

When the two arrive.

I happened to see Chen Yulou holding two jade eyeballs.

Although it is just a substitute for Muchen Bead.

But deep in the crystal clear jade, there is a strange mist flowing in each.

At first glance.

Like a big snake walking through the clouds.

It is somewhat similar to the giant snake in the clouds that we saw in the mural of the Celestial Brick Corridor.

The two looked at each other.

Obviously, he didn't guess why Chen Yulou suddenly took out his jade eyes.

It was the partridge whistle that broke the silence.

"Brother Chen, what is this?"

"Brother Dao, don't worry, we will find out later."

However, Chen Yulou was not in a hurry to explain.

Instead, he sunk his mind into his dantian, and in an instant, he 'saw' in the boundless sea of ​​qi, a leaden flower was washed away, and a golden elixir with a flowing halo emerged from it.

His mind moved.

A flame suddenly rose out of thin air in the palm of his hand.

The biggest difference between the Golden Elixir Realm and the Furnace Cauldron Realm is that the elixir fire is self-generated and can refine all things.

And it is easier to control than Luofu's Phoenix Fire.

A group of four people looked at the gradually melting jade eyes, their expressions even more astonished.

Gradually.

Chen Yulou's palm was like a pool of water.

However, what was hidden inside was not ordinary water, but a pool of jade liquid. Under the guidance of his mind, the jade liquid began to flow and condense little by little.

This process lasted for a long time.

However, none of the four people in the group dared to speak, and even their breathing slowed down subconsciously, for fear of disturbing Chen Yulou's actions.

The most important thing is.

As a pool of jade liquid gradually condenses and takes shape.

They finally guessed the truth.

What finally lay in his palm was an eyeball as big as a goose egg, red in color and with flowing golden luster.

And the Muchen Pearl they brought out from the tomb of King Xian in Zhelong Mountain that day.

Almost exactly the same.

Gudong!

Looking at that familiar eyeball, an extremely bold idea suddenly appeared in Partridge Whistle's heart.

Even disregarding his demeanor, he swallowed hard.

His eyes were fixed on the figure in front of him.

There were expressions of confusion, horror, madness, and even more disbelief.

Have known each other for many years.

It seemed that at this moment, Chen Yulou could really see what he looked like.

"Brother Chen, you...don't want to use it to replace the real Muchen Bead, right?" (End of Chapter)