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

"Why not?"

He looked at the golden bead in his hand with satisfaction.

Chen Yulou clasped his hands together.

Then he turned to look at Partridge Whistle and smiled faintly.

"This……"

Seeing that he looked calm and spoke in a composed tone, and didn't seem to be joking at all, Partridge Whistle only felt more and more crazy.

"I remember Brother Chen said that the Zhuchen Pearl is the eye of the snake god, a thing of flesh and blood. How could it be possible to deceive the world with a fake eye?"

"Brother, haven't you heard that the fake can be mistaken for the real?"

It seemed as if he had expected this reaction.

Chen Yulou just shook his head.

"In the tomb-robbing business, there have been methods of forging and making things look old to make a living since ancient times. However, the forgery skills vary from person to person, and there are also differences in quality."

"The worst kind is a fake that can only fool ordinary people, fools and idiots."

"The second level is called the fake and the real, and ordinary people can hardly tell the real from the fake."

"The third level is lifelike. To be able to do this, one must be a martial artist with a legacy or a master who specializes in a certain field."

"Just like jade, there is a strict process for material selection, embryo pulling, carving, polishing, infiltration and aging, and no step can be wrong."

"Things like these can be called fine products, not ordinary smuggled goods. Even people who have been involved in the antique business for many years will inevitably make mistakes."

People only know that the Chen family was the leader of three generations of thieves.

But there are more than just three generations who have entered the industry.

After all, there are countless people in the world who are like gadflies. If you want to sit in the highest position, you need character, means and opportunity.

What’s more, he is the chief leader with an orderly inheritance.

We must make all the more than one hundred thousand people in the thirteen provinces in the north and south submit and be willing to work under our command.

This is not an ordinary difficulty.

Generation after generation, they accumulate foundation, connections and reputation, and the people they get to know are from all walks of life, a mixed bag of all kinds.

Only his generation could have such prestige, vision and knowledge.

At this moment, Chen Yulou was talking freely.

This unconventional business that is difficult for ordinary people to understand is easy for him to handle.

"Shopkeeper Chen, is there only the third class?"

Suddenly.

A curious voice came.

It was the old foreigner who came and asked thoughtfully.

As for Yang Fang, he listened with great interest and was immersed in it.

"More than that."

"After lifelike, there is a fourth level, called superb."

"At this point, it is beyond the reach of ordinary craftsmen. Although it is fake, he can still be called a master or a leader. It is considered to be the pinnacle of achievement. He has a unique skill that can be passed down from generation to generation."

"but……"

Seeing the astonishment in his eyes, it was obvious that he had no idea that there were so many details involved in the process of counterfeiting and aging.

But when it comes to this, Chen Yulou changes the subject.

It immediately caught the attention of several people.

"There is another realm above these four levels."

"What a masterpiece!"

"As the name suggests, at this stage, it is indistinguishable from the real thing, whether in terms of craftsmanship, color, patina, word order or style, there is no difference at all."

"Even those high officials who walked out of the imperial palace of the former Qing Dynasty are difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake."

"Those who can do this can almost be called masters, just like martial artists like me, who can found their own schools."

Chen Yulou held the 'Zhuchen Pearl' in his hand, with a gleam of light flowing in his eyes.

Hear the words.

Yang Fang finally came to his senses.

Pupils dilate.

A face full of surprise and astonishment.

"What I mean is... Shopkeeper Chen, this Jade Eye has reached the level of exquisite craftsmanship?"

Hear the words.

Partridge Whistle and the other two all looked over here.

Although he didn't speak.

But the change in expression said it all.

Chen Yulou smiled indifferently.

“Even if it’s not there yet, it’s pretty close.”

After hearing these words which were obviously a little self-deprecating, several people understood clearly that, given his personality, the difference between them was almost the same, and most likely much greater.

Yang Fang stammered and sighed subconsciously.

"With this skill, Shopkeeper Chen can also establish his own school..."

But before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly came to his senses. The man in front of him was the master of Changsheng Mountain, the leader of the Xiangling Lishi of this generation, and the chief leader of the green forests in the world.

The family fortune accumulated over several generations is rich enough to rival a country.

What a spendthrift.

Is he so poor that he has to rely on such counterfeiting skills to make a living?

"No...I didn't mean that."

Stopping in time, Yang Fang scratched his head and waved his hands awkwardly.

It was Partridge Whistle who stepped forward and made peace for him.

"Brother Chen, Yang still has a question. The ancient gods are immortal. Even if they can really reach the pinnacle of perfection and make the fake look real, it is still difficult to deceive them, right..."

"Is it a wild idea?"

Chen Yulou smiled faintly.

Seeing that Partridge Whistle wanted to explain, he just shook his head to indicate that he was not angry.

"If it was before, it would be true."

"That's why Chen had to seal the Zhuchen Pearl and the Serpent God's Skull separately first."

As early as when he arrived in Chenjiazhuang, he had already planned the route and arranged everything in advance.

Along the way, he only thought about one thing.

That's how to hide the truth.

While lifting the curse on the Zagrama lineage, he also took away the Zhuchen Pearl safely.

Even he couldn't remember how many solutions he had thought of.

And how many thoughts were denied.

After repeated deliberation, we finally decided on this strategy.

"Then Brother Chen...how sure are you?"

Partridge Whistle was greatly disturbed.

It was not until this moment that he realized that Chen Yulou might have already made preparations to replace the original with the fake one.

"At least 60%."

He hesitated for a moment.

Chen Yulou stretched out his finger and made a six gesture.

Sixty percent?!

Hear this number.

Partridge Whistle only felt a loud bang in his head, as if there was thunder, which made him a little dazed.

You know, even the first group of demons who arrived at the ghost cave were able to take away the Zhuchen Pearl only because they sold their souls and lives to the Snake God and became believers of the god. Only then could they do so.

As for the Queen of Jingjue.

When she appeared.

The Zhuochen Pearl had already been lost in the Central Plains.

It moved back and forth for thousands of years before it was finally obtained by King Xian and buried in the Linzhi Coffin.

Although it is not clear how many hands it has passed.

But what he could confirm was.

No matter who it is, they either worship the Zhuochen Pearl as a sacred object or regard it as a thing that can help them ascend to heaven and try to achieve immortality with it.

How could he be like Chen Yulou?

Not only do I not have the slightest respect for it.

Instead, he was determined to exchange the Zhuochen Pearl in front of the Snake God.

This behavior is really crazy.

Even he didn't dare to think about it.

From the moment he learned that the Zhuchen Pearl was the Eye of the Ancient God, all he wanted was to return it. Perhaps that would dispel the ghost curse that was following him like a shadow.

If it were someone else.

Have such a thought.

He would absolutely agree.

A matter of life and death.

Moreover, he knew too well the horror of the ghost curse. Once it broke out, all the blood in his body would turn golden, he would be unable to breathe, and eventually he would suffocate to death.

But Chen Yulou dared to say that he was 60% sure.

At least it can be raised by 20%.

An 80% chance of winning a magical item.

Where in the world can you find such a good thing?

Safety is worth the gamble!

Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle's eyes became stern, and his brows were filled with determination.

"it is good!"

"Since Brother Chen is so sure, I will take this gamble with you."

Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but smile, as if he had guessed his choice long ago. He nodded, then looked at Kunlun, Yang Fang and the old foreigner standing beside him.

after all……

Start by stepping into the ghost cave.

They have stepped into a game of fate, like grasshoppers on a rope, and no one can escape.

"Boss, my life belongs to you, you can choose for yourself."

I saw his eyes sweeping over me.

Kunlun grinned.

Starting from Yandang Mountain to Chenjiazhuang.

He entrusted his entire life and property to the shopkeeper.

Not to mention a mere decision, even if he were to die right now, he would never hesitate for a moment.

"me too."

He just finished speaking.

The old foreigner's voice of agreement was already heard.

then.

Four pairs of eyes fell on Yang Fang, waiting for his decision.

"Don't look at me like that. There's nothing to be afraid of. When a person dies, the birds fly up to the sky. If a person doesn't die, he will live for thousands of years."

Yang Fang spread his hands.

A look of fearlessness.

When this kid was in Chenjiazhuang, he ran to the back mountain all day long and hung out with those old guys from Changsheng Mountain. After a long time, he no longer had the aura of a tomb-raider. It's no exaggeration to say that he was a bandit.

What he said now is also full of banditry.

"That's it."

"Chen, you're welcome."

He exhaled.

Chen Yulou no longer has any worries.

After giving a signal, Luofu on his left shoulder jumped lightly and landed on Kunlun.

What to do next.

It is absolutely unprecedented and will never be surpassed, so even he dare not underestimate it.

but……

He was in no hurry to act.

If a few people were asked to retrieve the snake god's head that had fallen into the pile of bones first.

The headless skeleton behind him was still standing.

Even after being swept by the Phoenix Fire just now, it was still as stable as a rock, with no signs of collapse.

Just standing quietly in the night.

It looks indescribably mysterious and weird.

It is more than ten meters long, with countless bone fragments spliced ​​together and stitched together. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a dragon skeleton.

Until, several people worked together to put the skull together.

For an instant.

The complete remains of the snake god reappeared deep in the ghost cave after thousands of years.

Even though it has no flesh and blood and is just a pile of bones, one can still feel the terrifying aura and power it had in life.

Hold your head high.

There is only disdain and contempt for all living things in his eyes.

"This is the Snake God?!"

"That's weird. Don't they say snakes can turn into snakes and dragons can turn into dragons? Why is it not the Dragon God, but the Snake God?"

"The one you're talking about is a demon. How can it be compared to a god?"

"Why, if you are born a god, don't you practice step by step to become a god?"

"I do not know then."

Put together the complete skeleton of the snake god.

The group quickly retreated.

Only by standing dozens of steps away and using the light of a lamp could one clearly see its entire appearance.

Even at such a distance, everyone only felt a breath of ancient and primitive air blowing towards them, and the invisible momentum made people feel unstable.

"Brother Dao, protect the formation for me."

Chen Yulou stared at the divine bone intently.

He took a deep breath and whispered an order.

He was not sure what would happen next, so he naturally had to be fully prepared.

"it is good."

"Brother Chen, just do your job with peace of mind. Leave the rest to Yang."

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle nodded heavily.

Holding a mirror umbrella in one hand.

In the other hand he holds the vajra tightly.

His body is like a bow, his blood is surging, and his spiritual energy is stimulated without reservation.

Whenever there is any unusual movement, make sure you can react in the shortest possible time.

Chen Yulou stopped delaying.

Holding the 'Zhuochen Pearl', he walked towards the remains of the snake god step by step.

As he walked past, invisible water vapor condensed outside his body into a long staircase, and he climbed up the steps.

All the way to the outside of the divine bones.

It just so happened that the snake god's eyes met.

To be precise, it is a pair of caves.

His eyes had already decayed long ago, turning into dust and disappearing in the long river of time, or perhaps being blown away by the strong wind from outside the domain.

On the top of its head, almost at the human brow bone, there is an acupoint.

I made a secret estimate.

It is about the same size as the Zhuchen Pearl.

Seeing this, he immediately understood why the black snakes seen everywhere in the ancient city all had a strange tumorous eye on their heads. It was actually because of the snake god.

Activate the spiritual energy to protect the vital energy in your body.

At the same time, an invisible 'bubble' appeared outside the body.

He then reached out his hand and placed the "Zhuchen Pearl" into the acupoint on the skull.

boom--

Almost at the moment of approaching the snake god's skull.

The jade bead broke free from his hand, flew straight out, sank into the acupoint, and merged with it.

"really!"

See this scene.

Chen Yulou's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

So far, everything was going in the direction he had guessed, with no sign of going off track.

But he still didn't dare to relax at all.

His eyes were as sharp as knives, staring intently at the changes in front of him.

hum!

After the jade bead was completely integrated into the acupoint of the skull, a gentle buzzing sound was heard, and dark mist flowed in the jade bead, which seemed to be a snake shadow that had been shrunk countless times.

The golden light on the surface of the jade eye pierced through the void, turned into a thin line, and went straight into the depths of the skull.

But it has not yet touched the dark ball of light.

He was blocked by an invisible force.

The golden light seemed to hesitate and tried a few more times, but unfortunately it failed to integrate into the imaginary space in the end and had to return to the jade eye again, with uncertain brightness.

The trace of the snake god's soul in the Zhuchen Pearl also returned to silence.

Like mist flowing.

This scene seemed casual, but at the moment when everything returned to calm, Partridge Whistle outside the Snake Bone seemed to have noticed something, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.

"wrong."

"This is……"

The ghost curse has existed in his body for more than thirty years.

No one in this world understands it better than him.

If I must describe it, it is like a nail that has pierced into the soul and coexists with the blood, usually hidden, invisible and intangible.

If you don't pay close attention, it's hard to feel its presence.

But once it breaks out.

That is a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, a terrifying existence that can kill people.

But what is amazing is.

At that moment just now, he felt his mind go blank, as if an invisible hand had cut off the ghost curse from the depths of his soul.

Incredibly shocked.

He had no time to care about anything else.

He took off his long robe, then his Taoist robe, and his climbing armor, leaving only his bare upper body. Under the surprised and strange gazes of several people, he reached out his hand tremblingly and touched the back of his neck.

But I didn't touch the familiar scar.

He tried again several times.

But without exception, there was nothing behind the neck.

"Master... Senior Brother, he's gone."

"That eye is really gone!"

It was the old foreigner who reacted first. Looking at the empty back of his senior brother's neck, he felt as if he had been hit hard. He stood there in a daze, his eyes red and he burst into tears.

"You... Junior Brother."

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle didn't care about being excited, but his disorganized sentences and trembling voice exposed his inner emotions.

The old foreigner did not dare to hesitate.

He quickly took off his padded robe.

Until his back appeared in front of several people.

However, apart from a few scars left from wandering around, there was no trace of the hideous, ghost-like scar.

For an instant.

The last bit of anxiety that Partridge Whistle was worried about finally settled.

That stern face was filled with excitement at this moment.

“It really disappeared.”

"We really lifted the curse..."