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

The night is dark and the morning light is bright.

Junshan Island was completely silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects, which was quickly drowned out by the wind blowing from the lake.

Several wind lanterns are hung outside various ancient temples.

It also adds a bit of embellishment to the dark and deep lake.

Outside the Dongting Temple, a few guys who were on patrol were sitting against the wall, smoking a pipe or rolling their own tobacco leaves. The dark red flames flickered in the dark night.

It is now late at night.

Several people were obviously very sleepy.

But he still suppressed his tiredness and relieved it by smoking cigarettes or laughing and cursing.

Inside the temple.

In the common bunk beds of several side rooms, the servants had already fallen into a deep sleep, with snoring and talking in dreams being heard from time to time.

And in the innermost room.

Uncle Jiu has also gone to rest.

There was a dim lamp on the table.

There was an old bow and a sword next to it.

It looks a bit old, but it's spotlessly clean.

He was born into a hunter family, and these two weapons were passed down from his ancestors. Even after marrying into the Chen family, he still carried them with him for all these years and was reluctant to replace them.

The firelight in the house flickered slightly, illuminating a spider web hanging from the beam above. The spider in the middle was still busy.

With heavy breathing.

Chen Yulou took only one glance and then retracted his gaze, passing the Dongting Temple and then falling on the Junshan Temple about a hundred meters away. Unlike the Dongting Temple which only had a lantern hanging, the ancient temple was brightly lit.

In the huge front yard.

Kunlun has not rested yet.

With his muscular upper body bare, he was practicing each and every move with great seriousness.

Judging from the posture, it is clearly the Seven Star Horizontal Exercise.

Although as early as when he was in Kunlun Mountain, he had entered the realm of martial arts master in one fell swoop with the help of the magnificent spiritual energy and sea of ​​clouds at Zulong Peak.

But he was obviously not satisfied with this.

It's already late at night.

I am still practicing boxing seriously to strengthen my muscles.

The wooden barrel beside the well was filled with cold water. As he walked, the water surface swayed gently, and some water spilled out from time to time.

And in the main hall deep in the ancient temple.

Yang Fang also didn't sleep.

Sit cross-legged on the ground.

There was an ancient book in front of him.

The night wind blowing in from outside was like a pair of invisible hands, gently turning the pages of the book, and one could faintly see the ink characters "Seven Stars Horizontally Practiced".

Although a few days ago, I saw the relics left by my predecessor in Taoist Li Cunming’s cave.

He once proposed that he wanted to specialize in the secret techniques of the Yuxian Sect.

The divine light is shining and the mysterious gold and jade are gathered.

But apparently...

Yang Fang still knows that everything is difficult at the beginning.

After much difficulty, he successfully entered Qingcheng Mountain by pushing open the door thanks to a cup of Taoist tea. Now he has to practice the Yuxian Sect's skills, which means he has to start all over again.

The difficulty is no different from climbing to the sky.

So now I am still practicing the Seven Star Kung Fu honestly.

After all, it was taught by Peng Zu himself, the secret technique of Taoism.

Moreover, he practiced both Taoism and martial arts.

It is not inferior to the Yuxian Sect's skills.

call--

As several weeks pass.

Yang Fang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, which made Chen Yulou, who was standing in the air, raise his eyebrows, thinking that he had been discovered.

but.

Yang Fang didn't even look at it.

He just let out a long breath.

Then he reached out and opened another page of the ancient book in front of him.

I held the book in my hands and read it carefully until I had thoroughly understood it.

Only then did I try to follow the records.

Practice step by step.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Although this kid looks carefree and indifferent on weekdays, he actually has a strong desire to win. Among all the brothers, his practice progress is the slowest.

In addition, Shopkeeper Chen tamed another white deer.

It is said that it is already being taught to read and write.

At that time, you will definitely embark on the path of cultivation.

How could Yang Fang not feel pressure?

It would be fine if he couldn't compare to Kunlun, the old foreigner and Yuan Hong, but if even the white deer was better than him, where would he put his face?

That being the case.

Then you can only practice diligently.

If ten times is not enough, then try a hundred times or a thousand times. Don’t you see Kunlun? He is already so strong, but he is still extremely hardworking.

Except for the time for eating and sleeping.

I practice almost all the time.

Not to mention the old ape, who is so hardworking that it is terrifying.

It's good enough to see each other once in a month.

Because I have been caught in the rain before, I realized the importance of having an umbrella.

Just seeing these.

Yang Fang also understood the urgency of time.

In the past, when I traveled around the world, I would go wherever there was excitement. Now that I have seen the scenery inside the gate, even if it was just a glimpse, it would be difficult for me to go back.

Want to push the door open.

See more and more brilliant scenery.

Just immerse yourself in it.

Seeing that he had closed his eyes and started a new round of meditation, Chen Yulou did not disturb him. With a thought, he appeared in the night sky from Junshan Temple in an instant, like Feng Xu riding the wind.

An invisible mountain breeze blew past me.

Glanced around.

I saw him take one step forward.

The next moment, the person appeared on Tongxin Lake.

In the crystal clear lake, several unknown small fish are swimming back and forth. Tender leaves have grown on the duckweed. It is estimated that in ten days at most, the duckweed will cover the entire lake.

Not far away.

Under an ancient pine tree.

The newly built tombs stand in the night.

You can still vaguely see words like "Li Cunming, Taoist of the Great Ming Dynasty" engraved on the upright stone tablet.

It was exactly the place where they reburied Taoist Li a few days ago.

Just not far from the lake.

Ancient pines, dense forests, lakes, valleys and caves are all peaceful and tranquil, perfectly in line with the Taoist philosophy of tranquility and inaction.

In mid-air.

Chen Yulou clasped his fists and bowed slightly towards the grave of his predecessor.

Then ride the wind.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the cave.

In the outermost cave, in a deep groove on the rock wall, there is an oil lamp. The dim light illuminates the surroundings. All objects are arranged in an orderly manner and the ground is spotless.

but.

There was no sign of Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner.

Chen Yulou went straight in.

Step into the cave that Taoist Li used as his study.

Several stone lamps were placed in front and behind, with flames everywhere and the lights were bright.

The previous wooden table had rotted away and was replaced with a stone table.

It can be seen that it should have been found from the valley outside.

Simple sanding and cleaning.

Books, bamboo slips, inkstones, brush washers and pen holders are neatly arranged.

On the stone wall that served as a bookshelf, the strange stones and antiques had all been cleaned one by one, and there was no longer any dust or cobwebs as there was when he first came.

There was a futon on the ground.

The weaving technique is a bit rough and simple.

The old foreigner sat cross-legged on it, with his hands, fingers interlaced, supporting his lower abdomen, and strands of spiritual inspiration were slowly flowing around his body.

"good."

"One step towards building the foundation."

Standing aside and taking a closer look, Chen Yulou couldn't help but nodded secretly.

A few days ago, I met him refining his arrows on the Shooting Dragon Platform on the top of the mountain.

I thought it would take at least a few days.

I didn’t expect it to end so quickly, and I returned to the cave to practice.

and.

Xuan Dao's practice of Qigong and foundation-building skills was not delayed at all.

Judging from the circulation of Qi, he has clearly reached the stage of cultivating Qi to perfection. All he needs is an opportunity to establish the foundation of Taoism in Dantian.

You know, compared to his senior brother Partridge Whistle and junior sister Hua Ling, the old foreigner was the last one to arrive in the country.

In fact, if he had not found a few red mercury pills from the alchemy furnace in the Xuan Palace of King Xian in Zhalong Mountain, he would have been able to break the shackles and successfully sense the Qi. His entry would have been delayed.

But even so.

The old foreigner still came from behind and caught up first, and now the gap between him and his senior and junior brothers and sisters is getting smaller and smaller.

After watching for a while, I confirmed that there was no problem with his practice.

Only then did Chen Yulou stroll into the last level of the cave.

There was a gurgling sound in the cave. The clear spring water seemed to never dry up, and the light and pleasant sound echoed in all directions.

Close to the spiritual spring.

Partridge Whistle, dressed in a Taoist robe, was also sitting cross-legged.

A strange light emerged in the cave, shining down, making him look like a mountain hermit or an ancient Taoist priest.

His eyes were tightly closed, and there was a calmness between his brows, without any trace of the murderous intent he had when he was wandering the world in the past.

now.

Under the loose robe.

A powerful energy is flowing back and forth along the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians.

Start from the small circulation and then go to the big circulation.

Chen Yulou's eyes were as bright as torches, and he looked intently, his gaze seeming to be able to see through everything. Deep in the dantian of Partridge Whistle, there was clearly a golden shadow that was taking shape little by little.

It looked like a pill.

Taoist golden elixir!

Seeing this scene, Chen Yulou's eyes lit up.

Although it is just a phantom, it is still too early to become the real golden elixir.

But since we have taken the first step.

It will be much easier from now on.

What made him even more emotional was that after leading them on the path of cultivation for so long, someone had finally reached this point.

The six-winged centipede that was killed while fishing in Pingshan.

Then a demon pill condensed.

On the Taiyi Mountain, there were two real people, Mingya and Zhaohu. The former seemed to be at the peak of foundation building, but in fact he had already condensed a fake pill. As for the latter, Zhaohu, he had truly formed a sword pill elixir.

On that day, when Partridge Whistle looked at them, they were like a mayfly seeing the blue sky, but now... he has accumulated a lot of experience and has reached the same level as them.

have to say.

The talents of these three brothers and sisters are one in a million.

If I could have practiced earlier.

Nor would you be so suppressed by the ghost curse that you can't raise your head.

Just as he was filled with emotion, Partridge Whistle, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and looked in his direction suspiciously.

This is different from Yang Fang’s previous practice of purely changing breath.

This time.

Chen Yulou, who was blending into the void, could actually feel that gaze sweeping back and forth around him.

The partridge whistle at this moment.

It's indeed a bit surprising.

During this night, he did not feel anything strange, his energy was calm and his mind was calm.

But just half a minute ago.

He suddenly had an indescribable feeling, as if there was a pair of eyes always spying on him in the dark.

But now look carefully.

There is nothing again.

The entire cave was extremely quiet. Apart from the sound of the spring water, the only sound was the breathing of the old foreigner, a junior fellow student in the cave next door.

"Could it be...Is it really wrong?"

Partridge Whistle frowned slightly, his eyes full of disbelief.

After embarking on the journey of cultivation, his five senses become far superior to those of ordinary people, and he has an unimaginable sensitivity to dangerous external objects.

The feeling of being spied on just now, although only fleeting, was real.

It doesn't seem like an illusion.

But when he looked up, he couldn't see it, and when he scanned with his spiritual sense, there was no change at all.

He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

He stood up and walked around.

After confirming again and again.

Only then did Partridge Whistle return to the spring and sit down again.

But this time, he did not rush to practice, but closed his eyes and rested for a while. He thought that it might be because he was too tired and sleepless during this period, which led to the hallucinations.

Waited and rested for a full quarter of an hour.

My mind calmed down again.

Only then did he enter into meditation and continue his practice.

the other side.

The moment he entered into meditation, Chen Yulou had already appeared in the valley riding the wind.

He actually didn't expect it.

There were so many people in the mountain, but no one noticed anything wrong. After entering the cave for just a short while, they were almost sensed by Partridge Whistle.

can only say.

His five senses and spiritual awareness are indeed far superior to others.

In addition, this is the critical moment of his practice.

Chen Yulou stopped bothering him.

He just continued to wander around Junshan Island in his original spirit.

Wait until you have walked through every part of the mountain.

More than half an hour has passed.

During this period, he even went to Shisun Mountain.

I took a look at Hua Ling and Hong Girl from afar outside the building.

However, compared to the group of curlers in Partridge Whistle, the two girls were more casual and went to bed early.

call--

now.

Standing on the Shooting Dragon Platform on the top of the mountain.

Chen Yulou's face was full of surprise. He finally understood why Taoist Mingya was so excited when he mentioned Yang Shen that day.

now.

He has only just managed to condense his primordial spirit.

You can walk around freely.

The only pity is that he still dares not tear open the crack and enter the void cave, where the strong wind may easily strangle this wisp of soul.

"When you can achieve the state of being unbreakable by water and fire, unharmed by swords and knives, untransformed by earth, and unmoved by thunder, you must go to the void for a while."

Chen Yulou murmured softly.

There was a rare hint of longing and yearning in his words.

But he also knew that in order to achieve that step, he would at least need to refine his soul to a higher level.

It is far from being possible at the moment.

Glancing around, he saw that the Dragon Shooting Platform was completely silent, and the arrows that were left on it had disappeared.

He understood immediately.

It is very likely that it was completely refined and integrated by the old foreigner.

Today, this stone platform is truly just a place name.

Just wandered around casually.

It was still early and pitch black. It would probably take another hour before dark. Chen Yulou couldn't help feeling a little bored.

"and many more……"

just.

As his eyes swept across the vast lake below the mountain.

A bold idea suddenly occurred to Chen Yulou.

If a flesh and blood body rashly breaks into the old Dragon Palace, he will definitely be noticed by the dragon. But if he enters with his spirit, he might be able to get a glimpse of the scene inside the Dragon Palace.

This thought together.

Just like a spring breeze blowing on a wildfire, it instantly spreads across the prairie and is unstoppable.

The more I think about it, the more I feel attracted to him.

No hesitation.

He took a step towards the Dongting Lake in front of him.

The lake was shrouded in fog, and from time to time you could see a few big fish breaking through the water. Their silvery-white shadows flashed by, leaving behind a splashing sound.

Float on the water.

Chen Yulou took a deep breath and then dived into the water.

It was like passing through an invisible barrier.

The expected tremendous water pressure did not appear.

At this moment, it seems to have turned into a big fish, swimming freely in the water and diving deeper and deeper.

From time to time, you can see schools of fish swimming past you.

But they knew nothing about him.

I couldn't feel his presence at all.

Diving into a lake was not the first time for Chen Yulou, and in terms of water depth, Fuxian Lake was much larger than Dongting Lake, but this magical feeling was something he had never experienced before.

I don’t know how long it will take.

It was already pitch black all around.

According to his estimation, they had already gone several dozen meters deep, but there was still no sign of reaching the bottom of Dongting Lake.

"what?"

Just as he was looking around for the possible location of the Dragon Palace.

Deep in the water, as dark as ink.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared.

It was like someone had lit a lamp underwater!

Guiding his direction.

"Could it be... Dragon Palace?!"