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

"Master Xuanzhen, don't worry."

"To be on the safe side, not only are we here with Chen and Brother Dao, we've also specially invited the descendants of the Mojin and Faqiu sects, plus the Guanshan lineage where the Taoist is from. Together, there are four sects and one school. I don't believe there is any big fight in this world that can't be solved!"

Hearing Feng Sibei's words.

Chen Yulou just smiled faintly.

His eyes are clear and his brows are full of confidence.

"All four sects...are here?"

Feng Sibei's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

I thought that being able to ask Chen Yulou and Queqiao Shao to join forces was a sure thing, but I didn't expect that his move would be so big.

Even the tomb-raiding lieutenant and the god of heaven were invited.

As a descendant of Guanshan.

He knew very well that the four tomb-robbing factions each had their own strengths.

Mojin and Faqiu are best at Feng Shui, searching for dragons and observing the stars.

The Taoist who moves mountains, controls the world and divides the armor to fill the sea.

Those who wanted to remove the mountains swarmed in and leveled the hills.

Plus.

Although the Feng family has not appeared in the underworld for so many years, they still travel around and are well-informed about all the big and small news in the tomb-robbing business.

It is not difficult to deal with tomb-robbing, after all, there was a Zhang San Lianzi who single-handedly restored the reputation of the tomb-robbing sect.

But the Fa Qiu sect has disappeared for many years.

now……

Shopkeeper Chen actually found the descendants of Fa Qiu?

For a moment, he was actually a little overwhelmed.

After all, his ancestors committed sins, but now not only did people not pursue the matter, but they were wholeheartedly helping him. If it weren't for the Taoist robe on his body, he would have wanted to kowtow to Chen Yulou on the spot.

"Yes, I'll introduce you to the Taoist priest later."

Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.

Bai Banla drank a lot last night, and stayed up late to read through the tomb records, and he is still sleepy now.

"This... I really don't know how to thank you."

Hear the words.

There was no time for Feng Sibei to hesitate.

He has said this much, showing that he has absolute confidence.

"You're welcome, Master Taoist."

While talking.

There was a knock on the door.

Chen Yulou stood up and took the food box from the restaurant waiter.

When he went downstairs to meet Taoist Master Xuanzhen, he specifically instructed the restaurant to prepare some breakfast.

From the look of him, you can tell that he must have stayed up all the way.

"Master, I don't know your taste, so just eat whatever you want."

"Rest today and go into the mountains tomorrow, what do you think?"

When he opened the lunch box, he saw a wide variety of breakfasts, most of which were local specialties. Chen Yulou really had no idea what he liked, so he simply ordered one of each.

"This... is too much."

Looking at the plates of dim sum placed there, still steaming, Feng Sibei was impressed by Chen Yulou's attentiveness and warm attitude towards others, and was also impressed by his broad-mindedness.

to be frank.

He was actually feeling very anxious along the way.

After all, the blood feud between Guanshan and the four sects could not be overstated.

The night conversation by candlelight in the Tianshi cave that day seemed harmonious, but in the end it was just rootless duckweed and just a verbal promise.

But right now...

Chen Yulou's actions finally made him realize that the man in front of him was truly a humble gentleman.

Compared with him, I am more cautious.

"You'll have more energy if you're full."

Chen Yulou joked.

Seeing this, Feng Sibei couldn't refuse. The three of them sat around the stove, their appetites whetted.

"Oh, by the way, Taoist Priest, there is one more thing I forgot to ask."

"Of course, have you found out the identity of the senior at the foot of Pingshan Mountain?"

After a moment, Chen Yulou was the first to put down his bowl and chopsticks, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"I found out."

Feng Sibei nodded and put down his chopsticks.

"That one is from the eldest lineage, probably born during the Wanli period. The family tree says that he has a wild personality and likes to travel around, but after he went south once, there has been no news of him since."

"I have also looked through the family biography and verified it carefully before I confirmed it is correct."

The Feng family has always had both legitimate and illegitimate branches.

The same thing happened when the family was divided.

Feng Shigu took away the direct descendants of the clan and headed for the Dixian Village, while Feng Shiqi, who stayed behind, was a member of the illegitimate lineage.

Fortunately, the inheritance has been orderly and the family tree has been preserved intact.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult to recognize events that happened hundreds of years ago.

"That's good."

Chen Yulou nodded, then took out three talisman armors from his pocket.

It was those three paper figures.

It has never been of any use to him.

After much thought, it would be better to give them to Feng Sibei. The Feng family is best at this kind of witchcraft. These three talisman paper figures will play a greater role in Feng Sibei's hands.

"I went back a few days ago and found these pieces of paper armor when I was sorting out the funerary objects. They should have belonged to that senior. Now I will return them to their original owner."

Push the paper armor forward in front of Feng Sibei.

Chen Yulou said calmly.

"This……"

The art of dividing paper figures into armor!

The moment he saw it, Feng Sibei recognized it immediately.

In the early years, the Feng family stole hanging coffins and obtained many heavenly books and rare artifacts from them. In fact, most of them were witchcraft left over from the Ba Kingdom era, and they used this to make their fortune.

This paper man armor-dividing technique is one of them.

He has been practicing since he was young.

I just never imagined that I could still see the paper armor left by my ancestors hundreds of years ago today.

The mind that had originally calmed down suddenly started to roar like thunder again.

My mind is in a tangle of emotions and it is hard to be at peace.

"It looks like it really belongs to the Feng family."

"Master, can you please demonstrate it so that we brothers can learn more about it?"

Chen Yulou changed the subject with a smile.

Partridge Whistle, who had just put down his chopsticks, had a strange look on his face.

If I remember correctly, when the group was at Zhalong Mountain that day, outside the Lingyun Palace, Chen Yulou clearly took out a piece of paper armor, and in front of everyone's astonished gazes, he stepped over the threshold like a living person and explored the way ahead.

Now, how do you say broaden your horizons?

But he was thoughtful.

Just pretend you didn't hear it, pick up your teacup and wait for what's to come.

"Shopkeeper Chen has ordered me to do this, so I will do my best to show my ugliness."

Feng Sibei didn't notice anything unusual about Partridge Whistle and just nodded subconsciously.

His hands were crossed and his fingers were like swords.

There are words in his mouth.

They are all obscure words and sentences.

Fortunately, this process was extremely fast. The next moment, he pointed his finger at the three pieces of paper armor on the table. His eyes flashed and he took a deep breath and let out a low shout.

"rise!"

slam-la-

For an instant.

Three paper armors rose up in response, their facial features were transparent and their eyes were spiritual, just like living people.

Jump off the table.

He bent over, clasped his fists, walked, and jumped, without any sign of stagnation.

So much so that one would doubt whether they would speak.

Seeing this scene, even Chen Yulou's eyes sparkled and he watched with great interest. You know, he also practiced some paper armor techniques, but compared with Feng Sibei, the difference was like heaven and earth.

In his hands.

At most, paper figures can know when to advance and when to retreat.

As for spirituality, there is almost no trace of it.

But at the moment...it’s not an exaggeration to say that those three figures are human beings.

really.

This thing must be in the hands of the Feng family to play its greatest role.

Especially after passing the Hundred-foot Bird Path, when you reach the deep end of the cave, it is eerie and gloomy, and no sunlight can be seen. Having paper men to lead the way is like having three more helpers.

Moreover, it is not afraid of rain and is invulnerable to swords and guns.

Except thunder and fire.

There is almost no restraint anymore.

"What a trick!"

Chen Yulou clapped his hands and smiled, praising from the bottom of his heart.

"With these three sets of paper armor, I think the Taoist priest will be even more powerful."

"Manager Chen, you are too kind to praise me. This is just a side path and is not worth mentioning."

Carefully put away the paper armor.

The three chatted for a while.

Not long after, the sound of doors opening and talking were heard from the corridor outside. Chen Yulou did not delay and introduced Yang Fang and Bai Banla to Feng Sibei.

Yang Fang is okay.

Young and promising, full of vigor and vitality.

Whether it is the tomb-touching talisman on his neck, the Vajra umbrella behind him, or the magic whip at his waist, all of them indicate his identity.

It was undoubtedly the tomb-raiding lieutenant.

But Bai Banla was timid and petty, and his words were full of flattery.

It made him somewhat confused and puzzled.

However, Feng Sibei is also an old hand, so he naturally would not point it out on the spot. He just bowed and thanked them one by one.

anyway.

Dixian Village is his family business.

This was also the disaster planted by the ancestors of the Feng family.

Now that people have come from afar to help him, he is already extremely grateful, so how could he dare to have any other thoughts?

Wait till we meet.

Chen Yulou gave simple instructions.

Then everyone dispersed and after dinner, some stayed in the inn to practice in seclusion, or went out together.

Although Wuxi is not big, its customs and people are unique.

And it has a profound historical background.

The city was built as early as the pre-Qin period.

They belonged to Wuxiang State and Wuli State respectively.

During the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, it belonged to Yuyi of Yong State, and was later transferred to Chu State.

It was also at that time that, because of the prevalence of Wu and Nuo customs in the Chu State, a very strong Wu culture emerged in Wuxi.

Walking through the town.

Many ancient monuments still bear traces unique to that era.

Besides, the town is not big, so you can just take it as a place to relax.

Feng Sibei traveled all night long, and as he had been to this place many times, he no longer found it novel. He went upstairs to rest and recharge his energy for tomorrow's trip.

One day.

fleeting.

The next day, early in the morning.

Everyone got up, and except for a few guys who stayed behind to steer the boat, the rest of them took some food and water and went deep into the mountains along the Daning River.

To avoid the salt mine miners.

The group deliberately chose to pass through deserted and secluded places.

Fortunately, Feng Sibei is here, otherwise, in the vast mountains, with towering cliffs everywhere, rushing torrents underfoot, and countless abandoned mines and sinkholes, something might really happen if you are not careful.

The rest are fine.

After all, we all practice cultivation.

Only Bai Banla was in great pain. He grew up in the north and had never seen such dangerous mountains and peaks, especially the ancient plank roads used for selling salt and transporting goods. Walking on them was like walking in the clouds and mist. His whole body was shaking violently.

I didn't dare look down at all.

In a moment, the whole person looked like he was fished out of the water.

Helplessly, Chen Yulou could only ask Yang Fang and the old foreigner to take care of him. Otherwise, he would die before reaching the Dixian Village. Wouldn't that be a joke?

Bai Banla knew that he was no better than them.

No joke.

In most places, you can just close your eyes and grit your teeth and it will pass.

If he encountered a really dangerous situation, he could only let two people carry him across.

The group walked from early morning when the sky was light until noon. The scorching sun was high in the sky, causing the mountains to be filled with mist and clouds.

Feng Sibei stopped from time to time along the way.

Take out a homemade map and find your way.

The place he was going to this time was Jingzhuba on the Dongxi River, an area with countless hanging coffins and ancient mines everywhere. Over the years, he had heard from local miners several times that strange noises could often be heard in the salt wells deep in the mountains.

In the past, he was alone and had no one to help him, so it was inconvenient for him to go deeper.

Now, we have a strong army and a powerful force.

How could I give up such a good opportunity?

After finding a shady place and filling their stomachs and taking a short rest, the group continued on their journey. It was not until dusk that Feng Sibei, who was leading the way, finally stopped.

The group found themselves in a deep mountain canyon.

Looking up, there are cliffs hundreds of feet high, where monkeys and apes cannot survive and birds cannot land. Among them, you can vaguely see countless suspended plank roads and... hanging coffins carved out by the ancients.

The mountains are blocked by clouds and fog, the terrain is steep and rugged, and the bird paths are crisscrossed.

The weather is mysterious and magnificent.

Bai Banla, who was already exhausted, felt dizzy. When he knew he had to climb up and look for the entrance among the plank roads, he felt extremely painful.

but……

Everyone around looked expectant.

And still thinking of joking.

He could only grit his teeth and try his best to encourage himself.

"Manager Chen, in the Zhimi Fu left by the ancestors of the Feng family, there is a sentence called "The bird path is crisscrossed, and a hundred steps and nine turns." I have never been able to understand the meaning of it. Do you think it is a Feng Shui term?"

Feng Sibei looked up for a moment.

The more I look at it, the more I think the layout of this place is amazing. Perhaps this is the place I'm looking for.

Subconsciously holding the map, he walked to Chen Yulou who was also observing the situation, and asked softly.

"Most likely."

"To be honest, Taoist priest, I just checked the feng shui of this place. An old dragon is hovering, dragon veins are lurking, the mountains are filled with mist and clouds, and the cliff waterfall is like the Milky Way falling from the sky."

"This is clearly the rare Feng Shui phenomenon of concealing and hiding immortals."

"It's the best place to hide."

"And there is the word 'immortal' in Dixian Village. If your senior wants to find a place to become an immortal, this place is perfect."