Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

"The shopkeeper is Bixi?"

Ignore the chatter and nonsense of those guys.

Miss Hong glanced at the bottom of the cave.

She has traveled all over the country over the years, not only has her eyesight improved, but she has also heard a lot of strange rumors.

Nine sons were born in the dragon. Because Bixi is good at carrying heavy loads, the ancients liked to carve camel monuments.

"That's right, but not entirely right."

Chen Yulou shrugged, shook his head and smiled.

"Is it Jiao Tu?"

The partridge whistle on the side gave a timely reminder.

"Brother Taoist has a good eye. Legend has it that Jiao Tu and Bi Xi are both dragon sons and are good at carrying heavy loads, so they are often confused."

"However, the Jiao Tu is very closed, and it has the meaning of guarding the house and warding off evil spirits. Moreover, if you want to distinguish between the two, the easiest way is to look at the height of the stele."

"Those who are tall and tall are called Pixi, and those who are taller and taller are called Jiaotu."

Chen Yulou nodded and explained softly.

"It really is."

"The shopkeeper is really a scholar."

Seeing him quoting scriptures, he picked them up at his fingertips.

Everyone subconsciously leaned over to look.

Although the cave was dim and uncertain, one could still faintly see that it was carrying a short monument behind it, only three or four feet high.

There were constant exclamations for a while.

"Okay, stop photographing the horses. With this skill, the inscriptions can be carved down."

Chen Yulou waved his hand and cursed with a smile.

"Yes, from the shopkeeper."

When everyone heard this, no one dared to respond. They immediately took centipedes, hung them on the mountain ladder, and lit wind lanterns.

He climbed to the ground in two or three steps.

Hang the wind lantern on the roots of the old tree that stretch like claws.

The light of fire dispelled the darkness.

The jiaotu stone sculptures that are heavily entangled with tree roots are also revealed.

There are indeed faint traces of ancient writings on the short tablet behind him, but they are covered with soil and cannot be seen clearly.

"Brother Dao, let's go down and have a look."

There is a record about Muchen Pearl in the Zhenling Genealogy.

Chen Yulou invited him in with him to reassure him.

Judging from his red eyes and his tired look, you knew that he must have had a sleepless night after seeing the eyeball patterns on the golden mask last night.

"it is good!"

Partridge Whistle didn’t think much about it.

When I returned to my tent at night last night, I really didn't sleep much all night.

I can only rely on meditation to become calm and force myself to calm down.

The two of them went down the mountain ladder one behind the other.

Waiting for landing.

The guys have already slashed at those strong and gnarled old roots with their knives.

only……

One knife down.

A scarlet liquid like bleeding was flowing from the fracture.

"This...is this a demon?"

Everyone who saw this scene was horrified.

There are countless folk rumors about old trees turning into spirits and demons.

Especially these days, when the people are not enlightened, they worship mountains and rivers. There are countless obscene temples and evil sacrifices in the countryside. Many people have no food to eat, and the old mother evil goddess is worshiped at home.

I firmly believe in such rumors.

"If it were really that easy to become a demon, wouldn't this world be full of demons and you still have a chance to survive?"

"What's more, it's just an old tree, and it can still eat people with its mouth open?"

Chen Yulou snorted coldly.

Even the old osmanthus plant in Pingshan Yunzang Treasure Hall, which lived on the underground Yin Qi and Danjing Corpse Qi, had never become a demon after living for nearly a thousand years.

Can be imagined.

It's not that easy to become a demon.

At least, judging from the experience of the past six months, the possibility of a lin beast becoming a spirit is much greater than that of a plant.

After all, as long as the spiritual orifice is opened, human nature can be understood.

It will be much simpler from now on.

Hear the words.

Partridge Whistle's eyes couldn't help but light up.

No matter what kind of monsters or ghosts, if they dare to block his way to find the pearl, they would rather kill them by mistake than let them go.

Otherwise, where did that deep murderous aura come from?

Originally, I had been staying with Chen Yulou for a long time.

His gentle manner and well-spoken words always give him the illusion that he should not be a bandit in the green forest, but an easy-going and elegant scholar.

But these two short sentences now fully exposed his murderous aura.

This is Chief Chen who can take charge of Changsheng Mountain at a young age.

"Yes, from the shopkeeper."

Those guys were told by him.

He also blushed.

It wasn't that I was really afraid, it was just that this scene was too weird and completely unexpected.

After all, what the people in Xieling eat is the food of the dead.

In the past, when fighting upside down, even the jade in the orifice and the pearl in the abdomen had to be cut open and taken away.

Are you afraid of mountain spirits or wild monsters?

What's more, if an old tree really loses its legs, it has to be captured and split into pieces for firewood.

If you can't kill him with a knife, then set him on fire.

There should be little and constant fire, as well as gunpowder and guns.

The big snake that transformed into a demon in the lake yesterday was so ferocious. Wasn't it dismantled, deboned, skinned and cramped, and finally killed for meat?

I didn't dare to hesitate anymore.

With a few strokes of the knife, he cut off the old roots entangled with the stone sculpture. Then they climbed onto the back of the stone sculpture, took out the dagger, and carefully peeled off the soil on the stone tablet.

After a while, the words above were revealed bit by bit.

"Brother Dao, don't you want to take a look?"

Chen Yulou smiled slightly.

He was well aware of the contents of the Zhenling genealogy.

It's nothing more than three things, Muchen Beads, King Xian's Tomb and Feng Shui Position.

"This...of course you have to watch."

I don’t know why, Partridge Whistle always felt that there was something in his words.

But when he lost his mind, Chen Yulou had already stepped forward with a lantern. He didn't dare to think too much and quickly chased after him.

The small seal script used for the inscription.

This is in line with his guess about the period when King Xian’s tomb was built.

Chen Yulou is very knowledgeable, and he is not bad either. He also has profound attainments in ancient Chinese characters.

Immediately, by the firelight, I read it word by word.

But only for a moment.

His deep eyes had already caused huge waves.

"In the Yuan Guang year, the emperor sent an envoy to the Dian Kingdom to ask for the sacred Muchen Pearl. There was great chaos in the country, and there were conflicts and disputes. The king presented the king with the pearl and fled away. The envoy was coercive, and the king offered the shadow pearl to him."

Just a few words.

But he clearly pointed out the whereabouts of Muchen Bead.

"Chen...Brother Chen, who is Yuanguang?"

There was silence for a while.

Partridge Whistle asked in a trembling voice.

Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but sigh. With his knowledge, he shouldn't have known that Yuanguang was the reign title of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

The reason why he asked this was that one could imagine how confused his mind was at this moment.

"At the beginning of Emperor Wu, after Jianyuan."

"That's right……"

Partridge Whistle's heart skipped a beat, he slowly closed his eyes, and kept muttering in a low voice.

The Zagrama clan has been searching for the Muchen Bead for thousands of years.

Although it has not been found so far, it does not mean that they know nothing.