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

really!

I heard him introduce himself as a mountain master.

Chen Yulou's heart couldn't help but move.

In the entire Taibai Peak, the only person who meets the requirements of both the foundation-building stage and the status of a sword cultivator is Zhao Hulu Zhenren from Chunyang Palace.

and.

It took only a short moment from the time he activated the Qi mechanism in the cave to the time he entered the water to retrieve the object.

Master Zhaohu came to Baxiantai from Aoshan Peak. It can be imagined that his Taoism skills may be much higher than imagined.

Take a deep breath.

Chen Yulou suppressed his emotions.

He then glanced at the people around him and smiled.

"Everyone, don't just stand there, follow me to meet the real person."

Originally he planned to pass Batiantai.

Then he went down the mountain to Chunyang Palace.

Unexpectedly, Zhaohu Zhenren arrived first.

That's fine too.

Saves them from making an extra trip.

But after all, he is a senior Taoist master, so he still needs to observe the proper etiquette.

"it is good."

Partridge Whistle nodded.

At this moment, passing through the pine forest, ancient cypress, and green bamboo forest, he had already seen the figure of the Taoist standing with his hands behind his back and a long sword on his back. Adding the two words "zhao hu" to it, how could he not understand?

As for Yang Fang and the old foreigner.

I am still immersed in the Taixuan ancient scripture and can't extricate myself.

Suddenly, I heard a loud voice coming from far away, and it came closer and closer from the foot of the mountain to the Baxiantai in the blink of an eye.

The two couldn't help but look at each other.

"gone."

Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.

As he walked past, he gently patted Yang Fang's shoulder.

The latter finally woke up from his dream, scratched the back of his head, said "oh", and followed.

Wait until you walk out of the pine forest.

Then he saw that a figure had appeared on the mountain at some point.

Taoist Mingya stood beside the Taoist with a respectful look on his face, whispering something.

As for Kunlun.

He carried a backpack along with him.

Yang Fang was a little confused about the situation and made a face at him.

However, no reply yet.

Then he saw the shopkeeper Chen in front of him, holding his hands and speaking loudly to the Taoist who came uninvited.

"Chen Yulou from Xiangyin, I have met Master Zhaohu."

Then, Yang Kuishou also followed suit and saluted.

"I am the junior, Partridge Whistle, nice to meet you, Senior."

Seeing this, even though Yang Fang was confused, he reacted.

Is it the real person? !

Isn’t he the one of the high-ranking cultivators on the mountain that Taoist Mingya mentioned in the Three Saints Temple before?

If I remember correctly.

It seems to be Chunyang Palace?

Thinking of this, Yang Fang's heart trembled, and he immediately put away his distracting thoughts, lowered his hands obediently, and stood behind Chen Yulou together with the old foreigner.

The person in front of me is Lu Zu’s direct disciple.

In the secular world, he is truly a sword immortal.

If I hadn’t followed him up the mountain this time.

How can one usually see such a Taoist master?

"You're welcome, fellow Taoists."

Master Zhaohu shook his head repeatedly and stretched out his hand to give him a helping hand.

His eyes swept over the two of them.

Observing the Qi of Partridge Whistle, he can see the divine light shining from within and his breath is long and lasting, and it is clear that he has just entered the foundation of Taoism.

With this level of cultivation, even in Taibai Mountain, he would be among the top few.

Apart from him, there are only a handful of people who can be counted on one hand.

However, the strange phenomena of heaven and earth and the true body of the Dharma on the Baxian Terrace were definitely not something that a mere foundation-building cultivator could achieve.

It was like the arrival of the mighty power of heaven.

The aura enveloped the entire Zhongnan Mountain.

It was so intense that it woke him up from his meditation.

Standing on the top of Aoshan Mountain and looking around, I felt that the whole mountain was in turmoil.

As for the old foreigner standing behind him, it was even more impossible.

Master Zhaohu could tell at a glance how deep his level was, and that he was only at the Qi Refining Stage.

That leaves only one possibility.

Chen Yulou!

You can get a glimpse of it by looking at where the people are standing.

Whether it was Partridge Whistle or the remaining few people, it was clear that he was the leader.

His eyes fell on Chen Yulou.

Although she was wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist bun, just standing there, she gave people a sense of being in accordance with the laws of nature and unfathomable.

If you ask yourself, even if you try your best, you will never be able to stir up the spiritual energy of the entire Zhongnan Mountain by yourself.

and so……

What realm is this fellow Daoist Chen at?

Golden elixir or spiritual infant?

It would be fine if I couldn't see through his realm, but after observing him repeatedly, I couldn't even figure out his origin and inheritance.

Besides this, what shocked him the most.

It was the invisible sword intent surrounding Chen Yulou.

Before, across a mountain, his sword was trembling and making a dragon's roar, as if it would break out of the scabbard and fly out at any time.

At this moment, he was only a few feet away from Chen Yulou.

The sword on his back was jumping at an even more astonishing speed.

Master Zhaohu had a vague feeling that he couldn't suppress.

call--

He activated his spiritual sense and finally calmed it down. He took a deep breath and then bowed.

"May I ask, Fellow Daoist Chen, are you a sword cultivator?"

Hear this.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

During the mountain climbing trip, we have witnessed the twists and turns of the mountain hermit, Mingya Taoist and Guiyuan Zhenren. Suddenly, we met such a straight-to-the-point Zhenren, and we were a little uncomfortable.

but.

This is in line with the identity of a sword cultivator.

And how Taoist Guiyuan described him.

A swordsman must, of course, be frank and straightforward. It is really a headache if one has to beat around the bush on something that can only be said in one sentence.

"I did learn swordsmanship."

Chen Yulou did not hide anything.

Speak to people in a way that suits you.

Seeing him ask, I responded naturally.

"To be honest with Master Zhao Hulu, I have already paid a visit to Master Gui Yuan Lao at the foot of the mountain. I originally planned to go to Chunyang Palace to pay my respects to him after reaching the top."

"It's just that I didn't expect that the real person would come first."

"Oh, you meet me?"

Zhao Hu was stunned. This answer was somewhat beyond his expectations.

After all, the whole mountain knew that he was notoriously irritable and cold.

It has always been a rule that strangers should be kept away.

Firstly, he could not learn the sophistication of Zhang Zhenren from Doumu Palace, and secondly, he could not be as patient and calm as Guiyuan Lao Zhenren.

On weekdays, the palace gate is also closed.

Meditate and practice swordplay on your own.

Even at the Luotian Grand Ceremony or other Taoist ceremonies, he never showed up.

As time went on, except for the old immortal who was pounding medicine who could talk to him, the others had a headache when they saw him and wished they could take a detour.

There are people who really go up the mountain.

It seems that he will not make a special trip to visit me.

Zhaohu knows himself quite well.

At this moment, doubt was written directly on his face.

"I heard that the Immortal Master is a direct descendant of the Sword Immortal Sect. When I went to Mount Kuanglu half a year ago, I went to the Immortal Cave on purpose. Thanks to the grace of Master Lu, my swordsmanship has only just become slightly better."

"Now that I'm passing by Mount Zhongnan, I naturally have to come to visit Lü Zu's temple."

Seeing that he looked puzzled.

Chen Yulou explained in a gentle voice.

"Lü Zu's favor?"

Hearing this, Zhao Hulu felt his heart tremble.

These words cannot be spoken casually.

It has been over a thousand years since Lu Zu ascended to heaven, and the Sword Immortal Sect has been established for over a thousand years. By the time it has been passed down to his generation, it is already the twenty-seventh generation.

However, the Pure Yang Swordsmanship is ultimately inherited from the immortals.

Compared with the Huashan Sword and other martial arts swordsmanship, it is many times better.

The difficulty of practicing is just as great.

When he went up the mountain, there were at least a dozen fellow disciples with him, but he was the only one who stayed behind and achieved success in swordsmanship and cultivation.

As the previous generation of predecessors gradually passed away.

Chunyang Palace is now in a state of desolation.

If he hadn't been afraid that the Sword Immortal Sect's inheritance would be cut off in his generation, he would have gone down the mountain several times and finally found two people with some talent in swordsmanship.

Given his personality, he would rather practice alone.

The key is.

He had been in the mountains for so many years, but he had never heard that Lu Zu had left any legacy in other places.

Could it be... that Lu Zu has been reincarnated?

Thinking of this, Zhao Hulu's eyes lit up, and there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes as he looked towards Chen Yulou.

"Yes."

Chen Yulou nodded.

At the same time, he turned his palm, and the next moment... a palm-sized stone, which was reddish brown in color, with clear textures and rich patterns, appeared in his hand.

Master Zhaohu did not notice how it appeared.

But the moment I saw the stone.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

Even my breathing became rapid.

"Wait, sword intent..."

"Is this Lü Zu's Sword-Removing Stone?!"

The seemingly ordinary colored stone actually exudes a majestic and sharp sword intent.

It is almost identical to the Pure Yang Sword Intent he practiced.

How could you not understand it?

This is clearly the stone that only exists in rumors and was used by Lu Zu to sharpen his own Pure Yang Sword.

It is said that it was originally just an ordinary mountain stream stone.

Because of wiping and polishing Lu Zu's sword.

After a long time, it actually began to grow spiritual power and contain endless sword energy.

This item was recorded in the Biography of Lu Zu, but more than a thousand years have passed and no one has ever seen it in the Sword Immortal Sect's twenty generations of inheritance.

"That's it!"

Zhenren Zhaohu revealed the truth immediately.

Even Chen Yulou couldn't help but have a hint of surprise in his eyes.

You know, among the group of people who climbed the mountain that day, no one recognized him except himself.

He also sensed the powerful sword energy in the sword-unlocking stone.

And the traces of sword sharpening in the colorful patterns.

This is finally confirmed.

"Kuanglu Mountain, Immortal Cave?"

Zhao Hu stared at the sword-unlocking stone, still somewhat unable to believe it.

"It shouldn't be."

"Since I started practicing, I have followed the footsteps of Master Lu and traveled all over the world. I have also been to that Immortal Cave, but why... can't I find it?"

"Maybe Chen is lucky."

Seeing him look surprised and mumbling to himself, Chen Yulou was stunned at first, then shrugged his shoulders.

This is indeed true.

That day, they were just bored staying in Wuku Temple and thought that Lushan was also a famous mountain and river, so they took advantage of their free time to walk around and relax.

Even he didn't expect it.

I actually found it among a pile of rocks.

"Can I... let this poor Taoist take a look?"

After looking at it for a long time, I still couldn't help but feel excited.

The relics of Lu Zu are right in front of us. If we cannot get our hands on them and see them, we will probably regret it for the rest of our lives.

just.

Although the Sword-Removing Stone was left by Lu Zu, it now belongs to someone else.

Even though he is the descendant of the Sword Immortal Sect and the current headmaster of Chunyang Palace, he cannot bully others by taking advantage of his power and just ask for it.

"Naturally."

"Thank you."

Feeling that Master Zhaohu breathed a sigh of relief, Chen Yulou couldn't help but sneer. No wonder they said that this master had a clear mind. Now it seems to be true.

If it were someone else.

Asking for everything is simple.

I'm afraid that he has already brought out Lu Zu and the Sword Immortal Sect and has direct power over life and death.

"Master, you are too polite. The relics of Lu Zu should be returned to Chunyang Palace."

Taking a few steps forward, Chen Yulou stretched out his hand.

But Zhaohu Zhenren, who was extremely expectant the moment before, suddenly became serious.

Almost even stepped back.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, Taoism emphasizes chance. Since you have found it, it belongs to you. I have no intention of taking it away by force."

"This……"

Seeing that he looked serious.

Chen Yulou's impression of him was elevated again.

"Okay, I'll listen to the real person. I'm just taking a look. I have no other intentions."

Hearing this, Master Zhaohu breathed a sigh of relief.

He seemed casual, but he was actually very proud. It was just a sword-unlocking stone, and he would not fall to the point of fighting for it.

Even if he didn't have it, he could still practice the Pure Yang swordsmanship to an unprecedented level.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chen."

After a formal bow, Zhao Hulu carefully took the sword-unlocking stone.

Just got it.

He then felt an extremely familiar sword intent coming towards him.

The long sword on his back began to clang again, whistling like a dragon's roar, as if it would fly out of the scabbard at any time.

"That's it."

"Such a pure pure Yang sword intent."

Holding the sword-untying stone, Master Zhaohu closed his eyes slightly and immersed his mind in it. The sword energy contained in this small stone was like the ocean.

It made his sword heart clear.

I couldn't help but sigh.

However, relying on external objects was not what he wanted after all. After just a slight sensation, Zhao Hulu forcefully broke free from the sea of ​​sword energy from the Sword-Unlocking Stone.

Then he held the Sword-Removing Stone in both hands and returned it to Chen Yulou.

"I am very satisfied to see the relics of my ancestors. Thank you, Mr. Chen."

Listen to his every word and the sincerity in his words.

Chen Yulou, who was used to the darkness of the world and the wickedness of human nature, was stunned for a moment.

He thought that he was completely immersed in spiritual practice, and so was Partridge Whistle.

But compared to the real person.

He just realized that he still disregarded purity.

Chen Yulou put away the sword-unlocking stone and looked at the immortal in front of him who seemed sloppy and casual but had the temperament of a sword immortal. He was somewhat touched.

There is a huge tide surging in the calm lake of my heart.

"I have heard that the swordsmanship of the Chunyang Palace is unrivaled in the world. I wonder if I can have a chance to learn from the real master today?"

"I've had this idea for a long time!"

Feel the sword intent rising from his body without wind.

He laughed out loud.

The sound was like thunder, rolling out in all directions on the Baxian Terrace.

"However, this place is too narrow to fully display your skills. How about you follow me to Chunyang Palace?"

"It could not be better."

How could Chen Yulou refuse?

He had been practicing sword skills almost all by himself until now. Now he finally met the successor of the Sword Immortal Sect and the head of Chunyang Palace. If he didn't learn from him and ask for his advice, he would not be able to sleep well tonight.

and.

Even if he didn't say what he wanted, he would still suggest going down the mountain.

The terrain of Baxiantai is too steep and the sword technique itself is too powerful. If the cliff is cut by mistake and rocks roll down, accidentally injuring the Taoists and hermits in the mountains, it would be a sin.

The two hit it off.

There was hardly any hesitation.

Master Zhaohu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, then he stepped on the side of the cliff of Basiantai and jumped down.

This scene not only frightened Taoist Mingya so much that his legs went weak, but he almost fell to the ground.

They are the three people from Kunlun.

They all looked incredulous.

This sea of ​​clouds on this stone wall is at least several dozen feet high, and even climbing up it is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Not to mention jumping down like this.

Partridge Whistle quickly chased to the edge of the cliff and glanced over.

But there was a vast sea of ​​clouds and white fog below, and I couldn't see too far.

Just about to speak.

A loud voice suddenly came.

"I will go first, fellow Taoist, please do as you please."

Hear the words.

Chen Yulou smiled faintly.

He glanced at Partridge Whistle and the others.

"I will leave Taoist Master Mingya to you guys to escort him down the mountain."

"Chen will go to Chunyang Palace to keep the appointment first."

While talking.

He took a step forward, like an immortal, breaking through the vast clouds and mist and heading straight for Aoshan.