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

"Okay, Boss Chen, let's set the Dragon Boat Festival as the date. I will go to Coffin Gorge first and wait for you all!"

It has only been a few days since the Waking of Insects.

If we count around the Dragon Boat Festival, it’s almost three months.

Compared to the seven or eight years, how could this amount of time be unacceptable to Feng Sibei?

He agreed almost without hesitation.

"no problem."

Chen Yulou also nodded.

He left home before the New Year and it has been several months since he came out on this long journey. Even if the incident in Dixian Village adds fuel to the fire, he has to wait until he returns.

One is that I had an agreement with the kidnappers.

Second point.

He also had to go to Junshan Island in Dongting Lake to set up a cave.

That place was a secluded place he prepared for himself and his group in troubled times.

You must go and see it in person.

Next.

The two sides seriously discussed the plans and details.

Feng Sibei no longer hid his incompetence. After all, the Dixian Village was of great importance and it was very likely his only chance in this life. If he could not seize it and leave it to future generations, it would undoubtedly be more difficult.

He explained everything passed down by the ancestors of the Feng family, no matter how big or small.

"This Guanshan Zhimi Fu is actually not the secret technique of Guanshan Taibao to find dragons, but is it used to guide the Dixian Village?"

Listen to him talk about the last words left by his ancestor Feng Shiqi.

Except for Chen Yulou, all the people sitting around the fire had surprised expressions on their faces.

In the tomb-robbing world, there is nothing new under the sun.

Even the most mysterious of the Four Sects and Eight Schools, the Taoist Master of Moving Mountains and the King of Corpse-Harnessing, could actually be understood more or less in their eyes.

It's not that I really know nothing.

What’s more, he is Guanshan Taibao who has a deep hatred with the four factions.

The ancestor of this line made his fortune by stealing the "Heavenly Book and Strange Instruments" and the "Art of Furnace Fire" from the hanging coffins in Coffin Gorge. He then mastered many witchcrafts of the Ba Kingdom and proclaimed himself the Taibao of Coffin Mountain.

They became a prominent family in the area in a short time.

During the Ming Dynasty, he was summoned to the capital and ordered to build the imperial mausoleum.

Rise straight up from Qingxi Town.

These things are not secrets.

Maybe I am not familiar with too many secret techniques of Guanshan Taibao, but I have heard of Guanshan Zhimi Fu.

"Yes."

Seeing the surprise in his eyes, it seemed a little unbelievable.

Feng Sibei shook his head and smiled.

The Earthly Immortal Village is top secret and naturally cannot be leaked easily. That's why our ancestor Feng Shiqi came up with such a method.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Feng family may be a behemoth.

But only they know.

In the face of true imperial power, the Feng family is not even an ant.

What's more, at that time even the Ming Dynasty was on the verge of collapse. In addition, Feng Shigu took away a large number of clansmen, and the family had deep enmity with the four factions. There were internal and external troubles. If they didn't do this, once a disaster broke out, the family would almost be wiped out.

The clues to the Dixian Village are hidden in the Zhimi Fu.

Even if it is leaked unintentionally.

Outsiders can't figure it out either.

Seeing him nod, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but think that this Guanshan Zhimi Fu and the Dragon Bone Heavenly Book do have some similarities.

Written in ciphertext.

I couldn't find a way to translate it, so even if I got the dragon bone, I would still be confused.

"Oh, right."

"I almost forgot something important."

Hearing him talk about the past, Chen Yulou suddenly slapped his forehead.

No delay either.

Using the bamboo basket as a cover, he connected to the Dantian Cave Heaven and took out the relics of the mountain guard in Pingshan that day.

Dongtian and he are in tune with each other.

Not to mention that Feng Sibei didn't even push the door to enter, even Partridge Whistle, who had already built a foundation, didn't notice anything.

"This is?"

Seeing him take out a green bag from the bamboo basket, Feng Sibei frowned slightly, obviously not understanding what he saw.

"You'll know when you open it and take a look."

"It may be useful to Brother Feng."

Pushing the Qing Nang forward, Chen Yulou shrugged.

Hearing this, Feng Sibei did not hesitate and gently pulled the rope that bound the Green Bag. He heard a sound of metal and stone colliding, and it turned out that there were quite a few objects scattered inside the small Green Bag.

And he saw at a glance that one of the pieces of gold waist plaque was as big as a palm.

By dim light.

The front of the badge clearly has four ancient seal characters "Guan Shan Tai Bao" engraved on it.

"This……"

The moment I saw it.

Feng Sibei finally understood why Chen smiled at him meaningfully when he took out the Qingnang from his head.

View the mountainside sign.

The family was granted a title by Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty.

After hundreds of years, he never thought that he would be able to see another one.

"Guan-Shan... Taibao?"

Seeing him so shocked, Yang Fang next to him subconsciously moved forward to take a look.

He recited each word softly.

"Boss Chen, where did you get this from?"

Feng Sibei woke up from his trance, his expression showing surprise and realization, his complexity was hard to conceal.

That year, the Feng family was summoned to Beijing.

Reach the sky in one step.

He was granted the title of Guanshan Taibao.

The emperor specially ordered the Yu Hengsi to cast five waist badges as gifts to confer the title of king on the four sons of the Feng family.

However, hundreds of years have passed and many of the Guanshanyao tablets have been lost. Now only one has been passed down, and it has been passed down from generation to generation in Feng Shiqi's lineage.

Now I can actually see the second one.

One can imagine how amazed Feng Sibei was at this moment.

"Bottle Mountain."

Listen to him ask.

Chen Yulou did not hide anything and simply recounted what happened that day.

About the tunnel in Shimen Mountain and the ancient corpse.

He deliberately concealed it.

He only said that he found it when he returned to the village to count the artifacts.

After all, it was the Banshan and Xiangling factions that joined forces to steal the huge treasure in Pingshan that day.

But when the gold medal for viewing the mountain was awarded, only Red Girl was present.

Among the group, even Kunlun didn't know.

At that time, Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner even went into the pavilion to look for the medicine.

"I see."

I heard his explanation.

Feng Sibei finally understood.

He took the gold medal out of the green bag, and as soon as he held it in his hand, a sense of antiquity and heaviness came over him.

Even after hundreds of years.

This gold medal is still in excellent condition.

There is no sign of rust at all.

"Based on this item alone, I dare not confirm which ancestor left it."

"We need to go back to our clan as soon as possible and look through the family tree. Maybe we can find some clues."

Holding the gold medal tightly, Feng Sibei raised his head and said softly.

After many years, the Feng family was in turmoil. Even he could not figure out who the gold medal belonged to. The only thing that could be confirmed was that the gold medal was real, not a fake.

In other words.

Back then, there was an ancestor of the Feng family who had set his sights on the Pingshan Tomb.

Unfortunately, he was unable to open it in the end and died inside it.

Xiangxi is not far from here.

Pingshan is the most famous.

Over the past hundreds of years, it has attracted countless tomb-robbers, but... without exception, they all failed.

In the end, it was broken by the two leaders in front of them.

The theft at Pingshan caused a huge uproar in the underworld last year.

Feng Sibei had also heard about it.

He just didn't expect that even the ancestors of the Feng family had been to that place.

In the Qing Nang, besides the gold Guanshan medal, there were also several pitch-black pills, two pieces of yellowed parchment, several medicine bottles, and several piles of oddly shaped puppets.

See these things.

Feng Sibei was even more certain in his heart.

After all, apart from the Guanshan Feng family, there is no other sect in the world that uses witchcraft to rob tombs.

The paper armor technique, in particular, was obtained by the ancestors of the Feng family from the heavenly book and strange artifacts. As a witchcraft from the Ba Kingdom era more than 2,000 years ago, it had long been cut off from the outside world.

"Alright."

“If there is a chance, Brother Feng can go to Pingshan and bring the remains of our family ancestor back to our clan so that he can rest in peace.

Chen Yulou nodded.

I wasn't surprised by what he said.

After all, it is indeed a bit too much to determine the title based solely on a gold medal.

"Of course I will go."

Feng Sibei let out a breath. It would be fine if he didn’t know.

Now there is a clue.

Of course we can no longer sit idly by. After all, they are the ancestors of our clan. How can we just watch their corpses be trapped in a tomb deep in the mountains, exposed to wind and rain?

Carefully put the gold medal back into the green bag.

Feng Sibei then stood up.

He clasped his hands together and bowed seriously.

"No matter what, I still want to thank you for your kindness, Mr. Chen."

In response to this, Chen Yulou did not turn away, but accepted it calmly.

Bring back the relics of the ancestors and tell them where the bones are. No matter who he is, he deserves this gift.

"Master Feng is too polite."

After accepting the salute, Chen Yulou stepped forward, held his wrist, and helped Feng Sibei up.

"If you go to Pingshan someday, please let me know in advance, and Chen will lead the way for you."

"Thank you, Boss Chen."

Hearing this, Feng Sibei felt even more emotional.

Even if they are strangers who have never met each other, very few can do this, not to mention the sins that the ancestors of the Guanshan lineage have committed.

"The Feng family really has no way to repay this great favor."

"However, this body of Feng still needs to be used. When the trip to Dixian Village is over, I will definitely give an explanation to the four sects on behalf of the Feng family about what happened that year."

Now, his only obsession is the Dixian Village.

Once it is accomplished, it means that the last worry can be settled peacefully.

Hearing this, Chen Yulou just waved his hand.

Hundreds of years of grudges.

Just like the casual chat we had on the boat across the Minjiang River when we came here, all the right and wrong, the world can erase everything.

At least that's the case for all three of them.

If I really want to make amends, I may have to wait until I find the descendants of Fa Qiu.

However, the Bai family’s experience is actually not much different from Zhang Sanlianzi’s. They also obtained the Fa Qiu Seal from an ancient coffin. They are not a family of master and apprentice, so the inheritance is orderly.

The current generation of the Bai family.

Come to think of it, it should be Bai Banla, but it is really hard to find out where he is now.

In the book General Jiuyou, he was tricked by Taoist Cui into becoming a soldier, and the Fa Qiu Seal and Ling Pu were both given to Blind Laoyi, who eventually became Yang Fang's apprentice.

There are deep connections between several people.

However, it is still early and nothing has happened yet.

But looking at it this way, even if Bai Banla appeared here right now, asking him to avenge the grudges that happened hundreds of years ago would probably be unrealistic.

Think of this.

Chen Yulou shook his head, suppressed his distracting thoughts, and changed the subject.

"When I went up the mountain before, I happened to meet the head monk Xingya Taoist in Jianfu Palace. We had a very pleasant conversation. I heard him say that Brother Feng had read the Taoist Canon since he was a child?"

"From Jianfu Palace?"

really.

Upon hearing this.

Feng Sibei's attention was instantly attracted.

There are many Taoists on Mount Qingcheng, but in his opinion, the only one who can be considered a high-level practitioner is Taoist Xingya.

Over the past ten years, the two of them have discussed philosophy several times.

I can resonate with it almost every time, just like an epiphany.

"Yes."

See him being attracted

Chen Yulou changed the subject and simply asked a few questions.

Although the five of them have all reached a certain level of cultivation, in terms of strength alone, Feng Sibei may not even be as good as Yang Fang.

But his understanding of Taoist canon is profound.

Even the Taoist master Xingya was amazed.

Now is a good opportunity to ask for advice, and having paved the way for him, Feng Sibei has no intention of hiding anything from others. He is patient and persuasive.

The four people standing aside were also enjoying the meal.

I didn't notice the passage of time at all.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The night faded away and the sky gradually brightened.

The birds and animals sleeping in the mountains woke up from their slumber, breaking the silence of the night.

"It's already dawn..."

Feng Sibei didn't look tired at all.

There are even some things that are still unfinished.

During the whole night of discussing Taoism, although he spoke more than asked questions, the people in front of him had extremely high aptitude for Taoism and could often apply what they learned to other situations with just a few casual pointers.

Among them, Chen Yulou was the most amazing, followed by Queqiao Shao.

Judging from their conversation, the two of them must have dabbled in it before and briefly flipped through the Taoist Canon, but they understood it all at once, which is terrifying.

"I'm really sorry for delaying your stay overnight."

"Boss Chen, Chief Yang, and the other three brothers, how about this, I will go and cook some food, and after you have breakfast, you can have a good rest in the cave?"

Looking at the bright sky outside.

Feng Sibei put his thoughts aside, a hint of apology flashed across his face.

The group had been traveling for several days in a row and had climbed the mountain overnight. They were already exhausted, and if I kept talking to them all night, even a strong man would not be able to bear it.

"No need to bother."

"When I left Jianfu Palace last night, I made an appointment with the old Taoist priest to ask him for a few tea seeds. Now it is daybreak, so I will go down the mountain to get them. I don't want to keep him waiting for too long."

I saw him get up to cook.

This Heavenly Master lives in extreme poverty in his cave. One can tell at a glance that he usually leads a life of hardship in the mountains.

How could Chen Yulou agree to this and hurriedly stopped him.

"Eating a meal won't waste time."

Feng Sibei shook his head, "If it really doesn't work, I'll go down the mountain and talk to the old master."

"No need."

"Brother Feng, please don't be so polite between you and me."

"We are not hungry, and we will have plenty of opportunities in the future."

Declining his kindness, Chen Yulou, along with a few others, pushed the door open and walked out.

As Feng Sibei watched them walk across the covered bridge, the sun was rising. A ray of golden light broke through the vast sea of ​​clouds and fell on the Laojun Pavilion, which looked like a golden roof.

And Qingcheng Mountain is indeed a paradise.

At this moment, the spiritual energy is so rich that everyone who is in it feels that their whole body is unobstructed and their blood is surging with every breath.

Walk down along the ladder.

Quietly enjoy the scenery along the way.

After more than half an hour, the ancient temple built on the mountain finally appeared in sight again. Although the dawn had just risen, there were already many pilgrims going up the mountain to burn incense.

Inside Jianfu Palace, the sound of drums was melodious.

As the group walked along the stone path, they saw a middle-aged Taoist priest guarding outside the door from afar. When he saw them, his eyes lit up and he came to greet them with a little Taoist boy.

"Hello everyone. I am Yunsu, and I am here to wait for you on the orders of my master, Xingya Zhenren."

"It turned out to be Taoist Yunsu."

"Long admire!"

Seeing him introduce himself, Chen Yulou immediately responded with a fist salute.

"Don't dare."

Yun Su shook his head repeatedly. He heard from his master last night that the person in front of him was a great cultivator whom even he could not see through. He had just passed the Dragon Gate, so how could he dare to act rashly?

We had a brief chat.

Only then did he take a bamboo basket from the Taoist child behind him.

"These are the saplings and tea seeds that the Taoist priest brought from Shaping Mountain early this morning. Please take a look."

Although we were prepared, I heard from them that they went to the back mountain early in the morning.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Take the bamboo basket carefully.

He opened it and looked down.

There were six seedlings and more than ten tea seeds in the bamboo basket. There was even dew on the leaves, which exuded a faint but pure spiritual energy.

"This...thank you Taoist."

"Please give my regards to the old master!"