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

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He took down the bamboo basket behind him.

put it on the floor.

The old foreigner took out a porcelain bottle from his waist with ease, shook it gently, and pulled out the cork with a bang. The next moment, a pungent smell of blood filled the air.

Detect a familiar smell.

The originally quiet bamboo basket was suddenly filled with the clanging sound of iron leaves.

So loud.

It almost made everyone around feel deafening.

Seeing this, the old foreigner did not dare to delay and quickly removed the lid of the bamboo basket and turned the porcelain bottle over.

Drops of dragon blood fell into the depths of the bamboo basket like beads that had broken off the string.

The crashing noise was even more intense.

It seemed that in the next second, the bamboo basket would be torn into countless pieces.

At the same time, a strong demonic aura rushed out and turned into wisps of black mist out of thin air, which looked shocking.

"Such a heavy demon."

"It's almost a demon in the middle stage of Qi Refining."

Feeling the demonic energy rising into the sky, Chen Yulou's eyes moved slightly and he muttered to himself.

Before this.

In fact, they don't have a clear understanding of the cultivation of monsters.

It is only compared with vague descriptions such as small demon and big demon.

As for the reference object, it is the six-winged centipede on Pingshan Mountain.

Having dominated Pingshan for hundreds of years, the six-winged centipede is actually much more terrifying than imagined. It's just bad luck that it met Chen Yulou, a fisherman.

Put it in the original book.

Even with the two factions joining forces, there were still heavy casualties.

Needless to say, the majority of Xiangling’s troops, including Luo Laowai’s engineering battalion, were cannon fodder, and countless of them were buried under the mountain.

Even moving mountains almost resulted in the extinction of the clan.

There are three brothers and sisters in total.

The only one left alive was Partridge Whistle.

In this life, if he had not been foresighted and made many preparations in advance, he would have been able to lure it out before the fight, and then use the strength of numbers to forcibly surround and kill it. If he had really rashly entered Pingshan, he would probably have made the same mistake again.

And I have been in the world for so long.

There are countless monsters and demons that we encounter.

There are only a handful of creatures that can be consistently stronger than the six-winged centipede.

Zhou Jiao of Fuxian Lake, Black Dragon of Longtan Mountain, and Crystal Wolf, the demon slave.

As for the others, they are no match for the six-winged centipede.

And it had already cultivated the red pill demon elixir. Compared with people who practice cultivation, it was at the golden elixir realm, so it was not an exaggeration to call it a great demon.

Nowadays, the time of practice is longer.

Their understanding of the realm also became clearer.

Monsters are just like monks, it’s more than just a matter of size.

According to Chen Yulou's estimation, those who have not yet transformed into monsters are called ferocious beasts, those in the Qi Refining Stage are called monster beasts, those in the Foundation Building Stage are called great monsters, and once they enter the Golden Elixir Stage, they can actually occupy the mountain and become the Monster King.

As for the infant, it is no different from a mountain lion or a water dragon.

The demonic aura emanating from the bamboo basket right now is so strong that it is definitely worthy of the word "demon beast".

And that's why he was so amazed.

This is because it has only been a short period of half a year since these two armored beasts devoured the dragon's essence and blood.

Do not enter into concentration or meditate.

There is no practice method.

There is no need for sudden enlightenment or fighting.

Just by swallowing one or two drops of essence and blood every one or two days, you can reach this step.

Look at Partridge Whistle and the others. They practice twice a day, morning and evening, and dare not delay for a day, but it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to break through.

I can only say that comparing yourself with others makes you feel thwarted.

Wait until you have swallowed the dragon's essence and blood.

Two armored beasts, one big and one small, slowly walked out of the bamboo basket.

Compared to when it was in Pingshan, its size is more than twice as large.

The whole body is pitch black, and the armor plates on the body look like they are cast in molten iron, reflecting a cold texture that makes people feel afraid.

"go with!"

The old foreigner and the two armored beasts had already been in sync with each other.

At this moment, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the thousands of mountains and valleys ahead.

In an instant.

The two armored beasts turned into a black cloud and rushed straight into the mountain at a speed as fast as lightning. Even the people who were mentally prepared were shocked.

To know.

It's not like they haven't seen the armored beasts take action before.

But my impression is that they only show their innate strength when they are digging through mountains and caves.

This has completely overturned their understanding of pangolins.

"go!"

"Follow!"

Releasing a wisp of energy to lock onto the two armored beasts, Chen Yulou suppressed his amazement and shouted in a low voice.

Kunlun and Yang Fang finally reacted.

They reined in their horses and caught up.

Walking between the ravines.

More than half an hour later.

When the group crossed the rolling plains, they saw that the two armored beasts, one big and one small, had stopped, and in the ravine on the cliff facing them, a ruined temple gate suddenly appeared.

Only a few years.

The Dragon King Temple was already so desolate that not a single person could be seen, and the entire temple was nearly collapsed.

From a distance, the outer wall is mottled, but you can faintly see some traces of carved beams and painted rafters. I guess some thought was put into its construction.

but……

The door beam has fallen.

The shadow is gone.

The Dragon King Temple gradually revealed its original appearance.

It was clearly an ugly, hideous, and terrifyingly large skull.

Under the collapsed and weathered walls, you can even see sharp teeth like saw teeth, each of which is almost the size of a beast and looks extremely terrifying.

"That... is the Iron-Headed Dragon King?"

"Damn, a temple can be built just from a skull. How big can this fish be?"

"Last night, the shopkeeper said how big it was, but I didn't believe it. Now I understand. Hey, he really wasn't exaggerating."

"Isn't it a giant monster like a turtle?"

Nearly a hundred meters away, the group of people sitting on horseback and looking at the scene felt their scalps tingling.

Hear it with your ears, and see it with your eyes.

It's more than a feeling.

The Dragon King Temple is located halfway up the mountain, with a large cliff behind it. There are traces of wind blades and mountain torrents everywhere. From a distance, it looks as if a bloody, jagged mouth has grown on the cliff.

“It is said that the Yellow River has countless strange things.”

“Now I believe it.”

Chen Yulou loosened the reins, jumped off the horse, and muttered to himself.

Since they crossed the Qinling Mountains and entered the Yellow River from Tongguan, they have heard countless rumors along the way.

There are countless rumors in the streets and alleys.

All kinds of demons, ghosts, gods, monsters, dragons and water beasts were described vividly and seriously, as if one had seen them with one's own eyes.

To be honest, when they heard this during meals or breaks, they could only smile knowingly.

After all, the common people had only heard about it, but they had actually seen and killed it.

The Yellow River is mysterious.

But the big monster is not a roadside weed, how can you see it casually?

"This fish is almost as big as a whale. It's really rare. Let's go and take a look."

Let a few horses forage for food and rest in the ravine.

Chen Yulou waved his hand and led a few people up the rugged mountain road.

No wonder the Dragon King Temple is becoming increasingly desolate and deserted.

Most people can’t walk this road.

Especially since there was a heavy snowfall some time ago, the sand was soaked with snow water. It felt like a layer of mud when you stepped on it. You couldn't stand steadily at all and would slide down if you were not careful.

Those who believe in gods and worship Buddhas are mostly elderly people.

This damn place will cost you half your life just by coming here.

I don't know how Jin Suanpan fooled the people of Gulan County to make them agree to build the Dragon King Temple in this broken ravine.

After all, foolish men and women are easy to deceive, but if they know a little about Feng Shui and the Five Elements, they can probably see some clues.

Listen to what the shopkeeper said yesterday.

It is said that there were many people who responded to the call, and many wealthy gentry donated money to help.

This is really weird.

All I can say is that Jin Suanpan is the same kind of person as him, the type who can travel the world with just his mouth and make people loyal to him.

A full three to five minutes.

The group finally arrived outside the temple gate.

The outer white wall is very mottled, but you can still faintly see the words "good weather and good harvests", which is consistent with the original intention of building the temple.

Apart from that.

There is also a stone tablet standing on the right side of the gate.

The words "In the 33rd year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu, donations were collected to repair the Dragon King Temple" are engraved on it.

Then, from right to left, the names are arranged one by one.

"Um, Mr. Kyozhu?"

The old foreigner squatted in front of the stone tablet and looked at it curiously. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and found a rather difficult to pronounce and slightly strange name.

Everyone else has a name.

Only he replaced it with a name.

"My master..."

Hearing this name, Yang Fang understood instantly.

Xuzhu is an ancient term in abacus. Others may not be clear about it, but he grew up with the golden abacus and knows it very well.

Jin Suanpan came from a merchant family.

He always carries with him an abacus made of pure gold.

Now it is clear that the two words "Xuzhu" have replaced the name.

After all, he was doing tomb robbing, a shady business, so he naturally wouldn't use his real name.

Just like the Taoist who moves mountains.

He never reveals his real name when traveling around the world.

Hearing this, Chen Yulou's heart was slightly moved.

A quick glance at the inscription showed that it was pretty much the same as the rumors. It simply said that a big fish washed ashore and died, so people thought it was the Dragon King of the River, so they built a temple to ward off evil spirits and pray for good weather.

Exhaled.

Chen Yulou turned his gaze towards the temple gate in front of him.

Equally rough.

It is simply to break up a few trees, tie them together, and then paint a layer of varnish on the outside.

The cold wind howled.

The wind made the wooden door creak from time to time.

As for the door, the three words "Dragon King Temple" are engraved.

It looks like carved dragons and painted phoenixes, but it is too artificial.

It should be just a random scholar who wrote it down.

The few people were not very interested in this. Instead, they walked over the stone tablet and gathered around the mottled and broken ruins, staring at the exposed sharp teeth in amazement.

The old foreigner gestured.

Almost half his height.

It is really hard to imagine how terrifying this fish must have been when it was alive.

No wonder we always hear rumors about boat capsizing along the way.

Then he seemed to have thought of something, took out his Miao Dao, and knocked on the exposed fish bones a few times. A series of clanging sounds of iron and stone suddenly rang out.

"So hard?"

Feeling the numbness in my wrist.

The old foreigner couldn't help but look surprised.

"Then why do you think he is called the Iron-Headed Dragon King?"

Chen Yulou shook his head and said, "Let's go into the temple and take a look. Maybe we can find more traces."

As he spoke, he gently pushed the temple door in front of him.

The scene inside the Dragon King Temple was suddenly in full view.

The temple was extremely empty, unlike the one they had seen before in Mount Zhongnan, which had three courtyards in front and back, side rooms and a backyard, and only one temple hall.

On the stone altar stands a wooden and clay statue of the Dragon King.

I don’t know if it’s because the craftsman who sculpted the statue is too poor, or because the temple is too cramped and the light is dim, but the Dragon King sitting on the platform not only does not have the heaviness and majesty of a deity, but instead has a creepy, weird and terrifying feeling.

Apart from this, there is only a stone stove.

About half a person's height.

Looking inside, there were some unburned yellow paper and wood fragrance.

“This is a bit rough.”

Several people were dumbfounded.

Even Yang Fang was a little confused about his master's thoughts.

Since you have put so much effort into it, and it is just superficial anyway, you might as well do it better.

"cough……"

Seeing that he looked a little embarrassed, Chen Yulou immediately coughed lightly.

"Brother, go and ask for the two armored beasts. Since the temple must be used as a cover, the entrance must be inside it."

The latter also came to his senses.

He walked out of the temple in embarrassment.

Not long after.

The sound of iron leaves was heard, and two armored beasts crossed the threshold with incredible agility.

As soon as they entered the temple, their eyes lit up, as if they had sensed something that made them extremely excited.

"go with!"

The old foreigner pointed around.

In an instant.

The two armored beasts rushed towards the platform without hesitation.

The sturdy limbs moved across the ground, and in just a moment, they had made a hole in the ground that was large enough for two people to enter and exit. The speed was so fast that everyone watching was amazed.

"There's a tunnel underneath!"

Holding the lantern, the old foreigner stood outside the cave entrance and looked down.

There was clearly a tunnel two meters below them. After the two armored beasts fell into it, they sneaked along the tunnel. Only the sound of the iron armor crisscrossing on their bodies could be heard.

"It's the method used by the tomb raider."

Chen Yulou went forward to take a look and found that the cave was round and square, neat and smooth. Compared with the cave they had taken, it was many levels higher.

Among the four factions.

This is only the case with the Mojinmen.

Without wasting any time, several people immediately went down into the tunnel, and quickly chased after the sound of copper rings and iron leaves coming from the darkness ahead.

The tunnel was extremely spacious.

Walking in it, you don’t feel cramped at all.

There was a faint breeze flowing in the darkness, indicating that this place should be connected to the outside world.

Several people knew what was going on, so they didn't waste any words and just kept on going.

Wait until you pass a few bends.

Suddenly, in the darkness ahead, there was a sound of gurgling water.

"Wait... isn't that a puddle?"

Judging from the noise, the water seemed to be quite large. The sound of the water flowing was extremely clear in the night, and even the sound of water hitting the rocks could be heard clearly.

The old foreigner walking in front had a rather grim look on his face.

The things tomb robbers fear the most are the sand pit, the silver pit, and the water pit.

The sand pit is a quicksand array. Once you enter it, you are in danger of death.

The silver pit is not filled with gold or silver, but mercury, lead and mercury. In the sealed ancient tomb, once the tomb is opened, the mercury will evaporate instantly when it comes into contact with the air, and even a great immortal will fall.

Compared with sand pits and silver pits, water pits are not dangerous, but troublesome.

The coffin was soaked in water, and except for the porcelain and stones, all other funerary objects were almost destroyed.

"From the sound of running water, it sounds like it's flowing. It's probably an underground river."

Chen Yulou shook his head.

After passing the old foreigner, his figure was as fast as smoke, and he walked for dozens of steps. Soon, he saw two armored beasts squatting outside an underground river, squeaking towards the opposite bank.

Look up.

On the opposite bank stood a section of city wall, made of blue bricks and stones, with gaps showing a grayish-white color. It was obviously built with glutinous rice mixed with mortar.

This method is not uncommon.

but……

Apart from the capital city or during wartime, who would be willing to make such a big move?

You know, the ancients only dreamed of having enough to eat, so using glutinous rice and egg whites to build city walls was simply a waste of resources.

It's the extent that people will stab you in the back, and censors will write books to criticize you and make you infamous for generations.

But it must be said that the city walls built in this way are as hard as iron and difficult to break even with ordinary earth cannons.

For those tomb robbers, it is a nightmare.

"It is indeed a great treasure house. Even the outer part is so luxurious. Could it be an imperial tomb underneath?"

"What are you thinking? Although the emperor is particular about building a mausoleum on a mountain, this standard is not enough... Besides, didn't you notice that this wall is intact? Where did Senior Jin Suanpan get the fighting spirit from?"