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

"Thank you, senior, for sending me off!"

Looking at the group of people on Yinghai Mountain from a distance, Chen Yulou jumped into the water and stood on the big lake.

Turn around.

He hugged his fists at the old dragon whose head was raised and his water broke, and thanked him loudly.

"You're welcome, sir."

"but……"

"Zhou's figure is too conspicuous. I'm sorry I can't send you to the lake."

Zhou Jiao shook his head repeatedly.

For it, let alone just seeing it off, no matter how much it costs, it is not worth mentioning in front of the true dragon's slough.

However, now that retreat is imminent, it is really difficult to reveal his true identity.

Otherwise, it will cause countless troubles when the time comes.

Such as worshiping gods.

Chen Yulou naturally knew what it was worried about, and immediately shook his head and smiled.

"enough."

"Thank you for your understanding, sir."

Zhou Jiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past few years, no one has disturbed me, and I have been practicing in seclusion with peace of mind. The bottleneck that has been stagnant for many years has shown signs of loosening.

It also allowed him to gradually figure out some tricks.

Incense is a double-edged sword.

Pros and cons!

Especially the closer you get to the water barrier, the disadvantages will be infinitely magnified.

Next, it has only one thought, which is to meditate on the dragon's transformation in seclusion, and at the same time adjust its breath to its peak.

Only when everything is ready can you have nothing to worry about.

"Then Zhou will leave first..."

While talking.

Zhou Jiao plunged into the water.

The great tide that surged into the sky also dissipated.

In just a moment, the lake surface returned to calm again, as if everything had never happened before.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou let out a breath, turned around and walked step by step towards Yinghai Mountain.

Every step you take.

The lake water under your feet seems to be given life.

It condenses itself into invisible stairs.

Everyone who had not yet awakened from the huge shock caused by the dragon's true form was once again in great shock when they saw this scene.

Walking with hands behind your back.

The gown is swaying.

Indescribable freedom and wantonness.

"This is the master..."

Yuan Hong held his head high and his chest high, feeling that his blood was burning and boiling.

The stronger the master.

It is also about being proud.

Of course, it also has some selfishness in its heart. The more powerful Chen Yulou is, doesn't it also show his potential?

Otherwise, there are countless monsters in Pingshan.

In terms of strength, it is not as good as the six-winged centipede, and in terms of ferocity, it is not as good as the pair of mountain scorpions.

Even in terms of cultivation, he is also the corpse king of Pingshan who secretly learned from him.

But...it was an old ape, and it was favored by its owner. Not only did he spare his life, but he also took it with him to refine his bones and teach him how to practice.

In addition to being extremely talented, he also has great potential.

Yuan Hong could not think of any other reason.

"You kid, didn't I say you'd be back in half an hour?"

While it was thinking about it, a gentle laughter came from not far away.

Look up.

Chen Yulou was already standing on the rocks outside the mountain.

Looking at Kunlun in front of him, he said helplessly.

The moment he came out of the water, he could see clearly that this kid was already preparing to go into the lake. If he was a step later, he couldn't imagine how serious the consequences would be.

Facing the shopkeeper’s question.

Kunlun just scratched his head.

The agreement was for half an hour, not even one minute more.

"Okay, don't rush in like this next time."

Kunlun has been with him for more than ten years.

It took longer than the red girl’s climb up the mountain.

Among the three people, only Guaizi, who had grown up in Chenjiazhuang since childhood, was older than him.

But Chen Yulou cared about him the most.

Not because of anything else.

Kunlun may look big, but in fact his mind is simple and pure, almost like a child who has not grown up.

Leave a message.

Chen Yulou then looked at Partridge Whistle and cupped his hands towards him, "Thank you, Brother Dao, for helping to stop him."

"Brother Chen, you're welcome."

Partridge Whistle came to his senses.

Seeing that he had been in the water for half an hour, but not a drop of water touched his body, he was even more amazed.

This is no longer something he can understand.

"By the way, that dragon..."

Then he remembered something again and asked.

"Brother Dao, don't worry. From now on, there will be peace on Fuxian Lake for at least ten years."

Hear this.

Partridge Whistle was even more distracted.

Based on his understanding of Chen Yulou, he would almost never exaggerate. Since he had been talking about it for ten years, it would definitely be more than a short one.

As for why it is ten years.

Maybe it was the agreement reached between him and the dragon?

Judging from the scene just now.

Jiaolong sent him off in person. I'm afraid there's no other person in the world who can get this kind of treatment.

"Boss Chen, then we are..."

Seeing that the senior brother and the two seemed to have reached this point in their conversation, the old foreigner couldn't help but interject.

"Of course we're going back to the city." Seeing his hesitation, Chen Yulou joked, "Is it possible that the old foreigner brothers still want to stay and see the lake view?"

"Forget it then."

Being exposed to his thoughts, the old foreigner rarely blushed.

One visit to this damn place is enough.

Besides, what is there to see on the lake? Apart from the solitary mountain below me, there is only an endless lake.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou laughed dumbly, "Okay, if you need anything, we'll talk about it back to the city."

No need to remind too much.

The two men in charge of driving the boat have already gone to the back of Yinghai Mountain to row the big canopy.

Previously, I was worried that fighting with the old dragon in Fuxian Lake would destroy the ship and cut off the way back to the city.

That's why the boat was deliberately hidden under the cliff at the back of the mountain.

did not expect.

Things developed far beyond expectations.

The fierce battle imagined did not happen.

The old dragon never set off a boat to eat people, and the shopkeeper didn't slay demons and demons as before.

Look at the final situation.

The two of us feel like old friends we haven't seen for many years.

Who the hell are you going to talk to?

No one dared to believe it.

Bring the boat to the shore.

A group of people stepped on the wooden planks and walked up.

Not long after.

The schooner set sail again.

The canvas hanging from the ship's mast rustled in the wind on the lake, leaving a long white wave on the lake behind the ship.

Chen Yulou stood at the bow of the ship, looking back at Yinghai Mountain getting smaller and smaller in his sight, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional in his heart.

Looking back on today’s trip.

Even him.

It all felt like a dream.

To be honest, he had never thought about planting spirits until he arrived at Longtan Mountain.

After all, along the way, I heard rumors about all the river gods of Fuxian Lake, and they all depicted a man-eating evil dragon that was ferocious and causing trouble.