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

Not long after.

A group of people walked through the village.

Arrived at the altar.

After a brief worship of the shaman god, Azhiya led a few people into the room.

This is Chen Yulou's second visit to this place.

But to Una, it was indescribably strange.

As soon as he entered the room, his eyes glanced around curiously.

Although he is the most powerful person in the Turkic tribe.

Azhiya's residence was incredibly simple. Apart from a bedroom, a living room, and a study room for spiritual practice and retreat, there was nothing else.

Because of what happened that year.

Una was imprisoned in a dark underground place for more than ten years.

When she came out again in the blink of an eye, the world had changed so much. The changes in the village were so great that she was a little surprised. The faces of her peers went from familiar to unfamiliar, and as for the children, they looked at her with curiosity.

only……

How do they know?

She is the one who grew up in this walled city.

The one who changed the most was Ata.

Before entering the underworld purgatory, she clearly remembered that Ata was still full of vigor and respected by everyone.

But when I see him again now, he has become so old.

I suffered a lot in that place, wasn't he the same?

His wife and daughter left him one after another.

I can never get over that hurdle in my heart.

The last time they left, before heading for the Black Desert, Chief Wuto pulled her aside and talked a lot.

But she didn't understand it at that time. But when she looked at Ata's old face outside the village, she suddenly understood everything.

Now let’s look at where he lived over the years.

Una felt as if a stone was pressing down on her chest, causing her to feel indescribable pain.

Eyes red.

But she still held back, raised her cheeks and prevented the tears from falling.

"My humble abode."

"Everyone, don't be disgusted, just sit anywhere."

Azhiya held the bracelet carefully and forced a smile on her face.

He greeted the group of people.

"Thank you."

Chen Yulou nodded.

He knew that these words were directed at himself and Partridge Whistle.

Wutuo has been his friend for many years.

Of course, there is no need to be polite.

As for Una, she is his biological daughter. They had already put aside their past grudges outside the village and resolved the knot in their hearts that had lasted for many years.

It would be better to leave her alone for a while now.

"You're welcome, Master Wizard."

It was rare for Partridge Whistle to speak.

After finishing his trip to the ghost cave, he was obviously much more cheerful than before, and even the murderous aura between his brows had dissipated a lot.

In the past, he kept to himself, and in the entire martial arts world, the only person he had dealings with was Chen Yulou.

Or it was to take advantage of the power of the Xiangling faction.

Find the pearl for him.

As for other sects, he almost never pays attention to them.

There is no way to talk about the ways of the world and the art of writing.

It is extremely rare to see such changes nowadays.

"There are no outsiders here, so just be casual."

Seeing that his old brother's mind was wandering, Wutuo waved his hand and smiled.

Hearing this, Chen Yulou and the other man smiled at each other, no longer restrained, and each brought a chair over and sat down around the coffee table.

The only ones who came this time were him and Partridge Whistle.

The rest stayed outside.

If they were called over, one room would be too crowded for them to sit, and the other would make them uncomfortable dealing with Wutuo and Azhiya.

There is wine and meat outside.

The atmosphere of the bonfire party was just reaching its most lively moment.

They are all young people.

It's uncomfortable for both of us to come here.

What's more, Chen Yulou knew very well that Wutuo and Azhiya called them over because they had something to tell them.

really.

Wait for the tea water to boil on the fire pit.

After Wutuo had served the few people, he turned around and spoke.

"Brother Chen, I heard from Bo Li that you only went halfway and then turned back. Why is that?"

Wutuo lived for several dozen years and led his clan for most of his life.

A pair of extremely vicious eyes.

How can he be compared to a young boy like Bo Li?

You can tell whether it is true or not just by listening to it.

Chen Yulou picked up the teacup and took a sip. It tasted very astringent and was not a good tea. The Western Regions themselves did not produce tea, so it was most likely brought by merchants along the Silk Road.

However, although it tastes bitter, it can help to sober you up.

He had drunk a jar of liquor before, and although it was nothing to him now, it still had a strong aftereffect, so the tea was just the right amount to suppress it.

"In front of the clan leader, Chen dare not hide anything."

"In fact, we were heading for the ancient city from the beginning."

Chen Yulou said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Partridge Whistle, who was holding the teacup, couldn't help but exert force suddenly, and glanced at him calmly with the corner of his eye, seeming a little surprised.

The Ancient City of Jingjue involves many things.

How can I expose it in front of outsiders like this?

But Wu Tuo, who was sitting opposite, just nodded without being too shocked.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou became more certain.

He is indeed an old fox.

You know, he had never shown anything wrong before.

but……

A team of hundreds of people is suspicious in itself, not to mention that merchants and bandits, no matter how well they conceal their presence, the aura they exude between their movements is completely different.

and also.

Return today.

The team returned with a full load.

There were carriage and horse axle marks all along the way, and one quick glance would tell that something was wrong.

They did not go to the Central Asian countries, but turned back halfway. As a result, everyone had a happy face and they brought back dozens or even hundreds of boxes of goods.

Is this...right?

Or.

They headed for the ancient city from the beginning.

The exchanged goods.

Nor was it ever the spices, furs, and glass of Central Asia.

It’s not difficult to think of this step.

But Chen Yulou still couldn't figure it out.

Since Wuto had already seen that something was wrong, why did he allow Una to lead the way? Wasn't he afraid that a girl like her would be devoured by a group of bandits like his?

"It seems that the clan leader has already guessed Chen's identity?"

"I guessed a little."

Wu Tuo did not hide it either.

"That Una..."

Chen Yulou finally couldn't help it. He glanced at the figure who was staring at the surroundings in the room and asked in a low voice.

"You mean, why do I dare to gamble?"

Wutuo stroked his beard and smiled.

Chen Yulou nodded.

After so many years of struggling in the martial arts world, I have seen too many dangers, demons, ghosts, and evil things, but they are still nothing compared to the darkness of human nature.

Even if demons eat people.

But there are fewer cannibals in this world?

Not to mention that people even eat each other in troubled times, when are the little people at the bottom of the market not food on the table?

Even today.

They were far from being close to each other.

After all, we only met twice in total.

Why would Wutuo dare to gamble on human nature under such circumstances?

"Our tribe has moved to Yuhaizi for at least 300 years, if not 500 years ago. Don't think we are just occupying a deserted area. For such a place to settle down, countless people have lost their lives over the past few hundred years."

"Even in the past few decades that I have been in charge of the tribe, I don't know how many times we have been attacked by bandits. I know very well what those people do."

Wutuo spoke slowly.

It seemed like he was talking about something completely unrelated.

But Chen Yulou listened very seriously.

"To be honest, I knew your origins from the moment you appeared outside the village."

"The chivalrous spirit in me cannot be concealed."

Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but smile shyly.

When he set out on the day, he specially selected some young people. In fact, he had this consideration in mind. The old people who had been living in the mountains for many years had too much bandit spirit.

He even gave a warning before entering the village.

I can only say that the old man in front of me has such a sharp eye that nothing can be hidden from him.

"but……"

Wutuo waved his hand and changed the subject.

"Although the atmosphere of the martial arts world is strong, there is not much evil spirit."

"Completely different from those great thieves and demons."

"Of course." At this point, Wuto raised his eyebrows and grinned, "I dare not entrust Una to a group of strangers like you."

"Before setting off, let Azhiya consult the shaman for divination."

"This……"

Hear the last sentence.

Chen Yulou was stunned at first, and then a trace of helplessness appeared in the corner of his eyes.

He was just wondering where Wutuo's confidence came from, but what he got was a divination.

But to them, this seems to be normal.

"So, which mountain did Brother Chen fall into?"

While he was pondering, Wutuo spoke again.

However, after hearing this, even Partridge Whistle looked up in astonishment. The two of them looked at each other in bewilderment, feeling a strong sense of disbelief.

Setting mountain?

This is real underworld jargon.

This place is far away in the hinterland of the Western Regions, on the boundary between southern and northern Xinjiang, and is thousands of miles away from the nearest Jiayuguan Pass.

They really couldn't understand how Wuto knew all this.

There was silence.

Chen Yulou tried to raise his hand.

"There is a tall building on Changsheng Mountain, heroes from all over the world come here..."

Hearing these two sentences, Wutuo couldn't help but shook his head, "Brother Chen, there's no need to test me. I've been to the interior with my clan elders since I was a child, and the farthest I've been is Qin and Long."

"Otherwise, where do you think I learned this Chinese language?"

Hear the words.

Only then did Chen Yulou understand.

The Gansu, Long, and Qinchuan areas have always been a place of tough people, with many thieves and tomb robbers.

No wonder he actually knew the Shanjing incisions and underworld jargon.

"I see."

"Please forgive me, Chief. I had just arrived that day and did not dare to reveal my identity, so I pretended to be a peddler."

Chen Yulou clasped his fists and said seriously.

"It's a good idea to be more careful when you're out."

Wutuo waved his hand.

However, his heart was far from being as calm as his face showed.

Changsheng Mountain!

That's where bandits from all over the world gather.

A bunch of thieves who feed on the dead.

No wonder the trip was a complete success, with a truckload of goods filling up the truck.

It seems that they are all funerary objects in the ancient city.

Thinking of this, Wutuo couldn't help but feel scared.

If he had known this would happen, even if he had a hundred times the courage, he would not have dared to hand Una over to them easily, let alone lead the way.

Fortunately, the final result was safe and sound.

Otherwise, he didn't know how to face Azhiya's old friend.

He picked up the teacup and took a few sips, and then his mind gradually calmed down.

"By the way, Ata, my daughter has lived up to your expectations on this trip."

"I brought back a lot of sacred trees."

After the two finished their conversation, Una finally spoke.

At this moment, her eyes were bright, like the rising morning star, quietly reflecting the lake of her heart. There was no longer any of the complexity, worries, and uneasiness of the past.

"Sacred tree?"

Never spoke a word.

Azhiya, who was just sitting on the chair, quietly looking at the silver chain in his hand, suddenly raised his head.

"Yes."

Una didn't delay either.

She walked out of the door and asked someone to bring the goods she had instructed.

After a while.

Long pieces of wood were lined up on the coffee table.

In the light of the fire nearby, it sparkled with golden and silver luster, and the delicate wood grain seemed to be mixed with a uniform layer of gold sand.

There is an indescribable mystery.

"Yes...it's the sacred tree."

"that's it."

Azhiya's face was full of amazement.

He thought that his daughter would be able to bring back one or two pieces at most, which would be a great achievement. Unexpectedly, the pieces she took out casually were more than what he had brought back from more than ten trips to the Black Desert.

Not to mention.

There are countless more in the bamboo basket on the side.

It's not that he had never been to that ancient city. The wizards of the tribe would be told about the ghost city, which is the location of the ancient city of Jingjue, and then go there to collect the sacred tree.

He'd been there many times in his life.

Not only to collect wood, but also to find the whereabouts of his wife.

But even so, he had never seen so many sacred trees in that city.

He even suspected that Chen Yulou and others had turned the ghost town upside down, otherwise... where could they find so many sacred trees?

"Is it the material for making magic tools?"

As the patriarch of the clan, Wutuo had naturally heard about this.

However, the look of astonishment on his face was no less than Azhiya's.

"Yes."

"Shaman's blessing..."

So many sacred trees.

Enough for a hundred years.

If it weren't for the protection of the shaman god, they really couldn't think of a second possibility.

"It's all thanks to Shopkeeper Chen. If it weren't for them, my daughter wouldn't have been able to find so many sacred trees."

Una shook her head.

After all, she had experienced it herself, and she knew very well that if Chen Yulou had not killed the female snake, she would never be able to bring it back even if she found the underground lake alone.

Those evil creatures are simply beyond the ability of human power to deal with.

Hearing this, even Azhiya, who was always stubborn, couldn't help but show gratitude.

Chen Yulou waved his hands repeatedly.

The trip to the ancient city of Jingjue, they are also needed for the song.

What's more, these dead Kunlun sacred trees are of little use to him. The only living one has already been integrated into his true body of Qingmu.

Compared to these.

That one is a priceless treasure.

"By the way, Senior Azhiya, do you still remember that when we first met, you said that I had the aura of the God of Fire? Have you ever seen the God of Fire?"

Chatted for a while.

Chen Yulou suddenly spoke.

The Turks believed in shamanism and worshipped the heaven and earth, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, mountains, rivers and lakes, especially the god of fire. Every time they opened the altar, they would first offer sacrifices.

Then think of the Wa ghosts and gods and the evil god Mahakala.

He could vaguely guess something.

Now this is actually quite aggressive, but in order to verify what I am thinking, it is also a helpless move.

Azhiya fell silent.

As a shaman, if it were anyone else, he would have already scolded him and walked away, or even gotten furious and ordered people to arrest him.

God...cannot be looked at directly.

Once angered, one would be a sinner of the God, and at best would be thrown into the underworld purgatory, at worst would be burned to death.

But Chen Yulou was a guest after all.

Moreover, according to my daughter, if it weren’t for their help, we wouldn’t have been able to find so many sacred trees.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally sighed.

"Of course I have seen it."

"Without the protection of the gods, how could our clan have come this far?"

"If you want to see him, I can introduce him to you, but I have to say this beforehand: you must not blaspheme the gods, or else you will bring disaster upon yourself, and even I will be powerless to stop you."