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

"Yes, yes, yes, Shopkeeper Chen, I mean the same thing!"

Feng Sibei's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.

There is a feeling that we met too late.

He had traveled all over Coffin Gorge over the years, but no place had moved him so deeply as this one. It was just that he had only sensed it in the past, like the clouds in the mountains, visible but not tangible.

Now listen to what Chen Yulou says.

It was like the sun finally shining through the clouds, and I suddenly understood.

The Feng family has experienced many ups and downs since its inheritance, especially the separation of the legitimate and illegitimate branches, which almost brought a devastating blow.

Many secret techniques have been lost.

Who could have imagined.

The former Guardian of Coffin Mountain also based his practice on Feng Shui, and his greatest skill was observing mountains and giving directions.

It secretly matches the Qingwu technique.

Dixian Village is a huge tomb that has the stars above and the earth below, and it can store wind and water, and integrate the situation and qi, dragon sand and water.

The only difference is.

The dragon-seeking tactics of the tomb-raiding lieutenant and the god of heaven cover all the mountains, rivers, terrain and topography in the world, while the method of observing the mountains and pointing out the mystery is more like a unorthodox method.

and.

It's his generation.

Qingwu Feng Shui is like the moon in the water, and only half of the knowledge is known.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have to seek help from the four sects. For so many years, even the entrance to the Earth Immortal Village has not been found.

While the two were talking.

The others did not rest either, but looked around, trying to find a clue from the high cliffs and the hanging coffins on the bird paths.

"Chen, Brother Chen."

suddenly.

Hua Ling, who had been silent all this time, seemed to have discovered something, and her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

"what happened?"

Meeting her gaze, Chen Yulou's heart moved.

Hua Ling is extremely gifted in spiritual practice.

At the same time, he possesses a keen and intelligent spirit that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

She must have discovered something, otherwise this would never happen.

"Look at those hanging coffins... they look like one person!"

Hua Ling didn't know how to explain what she saw.

Just kept waving his hands.

Pointing at the coffins on the cliff.

"people?!"

It's such a weird description to hear.

For a moment, not only Chen Yulou, but everyone else also had strange looks on their faces.

Why do coffins look like people?

There is no way these two can be connected.

But deep in Chen Yulou's mind, there seemed to be a sudden flash of inspiration, and fragmented memories emerged, eventually forming an astonishing picture. Subconsciously, he suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction that Hua Ling pointed.

The same goes for Feng Sibei, Partridge Whistle, and Kunlun and his group.

only……

No matter how they look at it.

Those hanging coffins are so densely packed and disorganized that they don't look like they are hiding anything magical.

"Where is it?"

"Junior Sister Hua Ling, are you seeing things?"

"I didn't see it either. Where did he come from?"

"Aren't they just some coffins? They look like the ones we saw on the cliff a few days ago. Nothing special."

The group scratched their heads, unable to figure out the hidden meaning in her words.

Chen Yulou seemed to be thinking about something. He took a few steps back, appeared behind Hua Ling, and then looked up.

wow——

Against the scorching sun over the canyon.

His sight fell on the densely packed hanging coffins on the cliff, like stars. In an instant, it seemed as if a pair of invisible hands quickly fell between the coffins and rearranged them.

The screen also changed accordingly.

Countless hanging coffins formed the outline of a giant, with all four limbs intact, except for a blank space from the neck upwards.

It is clearly a headless god.

Step on the turbulent river mouth in the canyon and suppress it.

"What a great king! He has a body but no head!"

Chen Yulou's eyebrows jumped, and the first sentence of the Zhimi Fu emerged in his mind.

"Wha...what?"

Seeing him suddenly talking to himself.

The people around could not help but look at each other in bewilderment. From their perspective, the coffin hanging above their heads had not changed, so they had no idea of ​​his reaction.

At this moment, Chen Yulou had no intention of paying any attention to them.

His mind was completely attracted by the changes in the formation in the hanging coffin.

To know.

Before coming here.

Although he had made many preparations, most of them were limited to the Earth Immortal Village, where hidden mechanisms and weapons were concealed, and the corpse qi and demon armor covered the surroundings.

The entrance to Yudixian Village.

I only know that it is hiding in the bird path.

But I didn't pay much attention to where it was located.

Now looking at the headless god on the cliff, the fog seemed to be dispersed in an instant.

"The mountains are like gates and the water is like a dragon. The mountains are high and the water is narrow, and the dragon wants to leave. You must suppress it within the long gate and not let any mountain or water escape."

The more I look at him, the more I understand his thoughts.

There are words in his mouth.

A pair of eyes burning like fire.

At this moment, in his eyes, the astonishingly large group of hanging coffins above his head was clearly in line with the ancient Feng Shui methods and was not randomly piled up.

Thousands of years have passed.

It always guards the Feng Shui dragon energy in Coffin Gorge.

This is what makes the situation here so alarming.

The mountains are hidden and the water flows around.

Even if the river is rushing, it will not bring with it a trace of dragon veins and earth energy. On the contrary, the flowing water will not rot and the vitality will continue.

This was definitely the work of a Feng Shui master.

Change the rules and regulations, change the situation and trend.

He was able to achieve this just by slightly moving the hanging coffins in the mountains. His method is not only amazing, it is truly astonishing.

Even the high priest who changed the feng shui of the Worm Valley in Zhalong Mountain.

I'm afraid everyone has to be humble and submissive in front of this person.

Chen Yulou felt restless and his throat was dry. He wished he could travel through history to meet that person and find out what kind of master he was who could do such a thing.

This is no longer about being proficient in Feng Shui.

It is clear that Feng Shui has been integrated and reached the level of perfection.

"Manager Chen, what did you see? Stop keeping us in suspense."

I heard the poem that the mountains are like dragons.

Yang Fang's heart skipped a beat.

This sentence is not made up, but comes from the book "The Lost Tomb".

Since he was a child, he has been watched and taught by his master Jin Suanpan to recite.

It has long been engraved in my bones.

Not only him, but also Bai Banla, who had been practicing the Mausoleum Code hard during this period, and Queqiao Shao, who had learned the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret technique, also understood the mystery of this sentence.

For a moment, I was filled with inexplicable surprise.

Yang Fang was so anxious that he jumped up and down.

Hear the words.

Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.

Without hesitation, he pointed to the place below him.

"Come, look at it from my perspective. Guanshan Taibao is really a good trick. Guanshan Zhimi, so this is what it is."

"This……"

See him wave.

The crowd had no time to hesitate, and they all gathered around and looked up again against the light.

Waiting to adapt to the scorching sun.

The scene in sight gradually became clearer.

In less than a moment, a burst of exclamations arose.

"Really."

"Damn it, the hanging coffin is a painting, and there is a hidden secret. So this is what it is."

"Who could have guessed that it could be this way?"

Only from a specific angle can one reveal the mystery of the hanging coffin on the cliff. If Hua Ling hadn't discovered it, no one would have thought that the entrance would be hidden in this way.

No wonder there are salt mines everywhere here.

People have come and gone for hundreds of years.

But I have never heard of anyone finding the treasure of Mithril.

Also.

In the mines below, people are busy bending over all day long. Who would have the time to study the order of the hanging coffins, especially the locals who were born and raised there and have long been accustomed to the existence of the hanging coffins.

Even if outsiders pass by.

At most, I'm just a little curious.

Who would tilt their head back and think about a pile of coffins using the techniques of the Five Elements, Eight Trigrams, and natural feng shui?

"No, Shopkeeper Chen, the hand of the headless god..."

"Come and see, is it guiding something?"

As several people exclaimed with emotion, Bai Banla, who had been silent, looked at the hand of the headless god. He saw it sitting upright with one hand hanging by its side and the other hand raised towards the sky.

There are a few slight incomplete parts.

It is obvious that a few hanging coffins are missing.

I don’t know whether it fell down due to weathering over a long period of time or was moved away intentionally.

In short, the missing blank space just separated the big hand into two fingers. From a distance, it looked like a divination gesture.

And the direction of guidance...

Everyone turned their heads subconsciously.

His eyes crossed the canyon that spanned nearly a hundred meters and fell on the cliff opposite.

On the two high cliffs, you can still vaguely see the carved-out suspended plank road, but it has obviously been abandoned for countless years. Even the most experienced hunters and herbalists would not dare to try it easily.

I'm afraid only the old monkeys in the mountains and the birds in the forest can travel through it.

Following the finger of the headless god, the group confirmed several times that it was indeed Gu Ya.

But the problem is that this Coffin Canyon is straight up and down, with steep top and bottom. When you are at the bottom of the valley, you cannot see the situation on the cliff on the other side clearly.

One could only vaguely see a series of criss-crossing bird paths, spread out like a chessboard.

It is the partridge whistle with the digging needle and the pangolin.

Want to go up and down.

It would be difficult to do without several hours.

Unless it's... Luo Fu?!

With his mind in turmoil, Chen Yulou subconsciously tried to connect with his spiritual sense, but before he could make any move, he suddenly saw a white shadow flash between the green mountains and black cliffs in his peripheral vision.

"people?"

"how come?"

Chen Yulou's eyes twitched.

At his current level, unless he encounters ancient gods who manipulate illusions like Baoxianghua, Big Meat or Yuanentropy, he will never make mistakes.

just.

The cliffs are hundreds of meters high. Even if he doesn't use the secret skills of controlling the wind and walking in the air, he can't guarantee that he can walk freely on those ancient plank roads.

He looked at it carefully.

The white figure suddenly became clear in his sight.

Where is that person?

It was clearly an ugly white ape that looked like a mountain ghost.

"Bashan ape?!"

The moment he saw it clearly, Chen Yulou looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Monkeys have lived in the dense forests on the cliffs of Wushan since ancient times.

But the monkey now sitting outside the cliff, holding a wild fruit in his hand, his feet swinging back and forth in the air, with a terrifying face but amazing spirituality, is extraordinary.

It was clearly the one that Captain Feng knew.

Decades later.

When Hu Bayi and his two companions came here, they encountered it.

I didn't expect to see it today. I can imagine how many years it has lived in Coffin Gorge.

now.

I noticed something strange about him.

Several people around also saw the white ape.

Yuan Hong was even more excited. Even he hadn't expected that he would see a fellow of his kind here.

A natural creature, the gibbon.

"Go."

"Remember not to scare it and ask for the entrance to the Earthly Immortal Village."

As if he could see through Yuan Hong's thoughts, Chen Yulou smiled faintly and gave soft instructions.

"Yes, Master, I will definitely live up to your expectations."

Yuan Hong was extremely happy to accept the task. He took off the long stick behind him and handed it to Kunlun, asking him to keep it for him temporarily, and then jumped towards the cliff.

No more weight.

Yuan Hong's figure was as fast as lightning.

The cliffs were covered with moss and were extremely slippery, but under its feet they were as smooth as flat ground.

In the blink of an eye.

All I could see was a dark shadow.

Feng Sibei's eyes were full of surprise. Although he had known Yuan Hong's identity along the way, he did not expect that the monkey was so knowledgeable about human nature and could even speak. He was almost the same as the legendary monkey.

As Yuan Hong approached quickly.

The ape that was originally sitting on the ancient plank road seemed to have noticed something. Vigilance flashed in its eyes. It stood up and looked around.

All the wild fruits in his hands were thrown aside.

Both claws gripped the ground tightly.

His body was hunched over like a frightened wild cat, ready to jump up and run away at any time.

only……

Just as it was poking its head out.

A black shadow suddenly rose into the sky from under his feet, with a demonic aura as overwhelming as a tide, as if the sky was collapsing and the mountains were falling, which suppressed it to the spot.

Boom!

Yuan Hong, who was in mid-air, pulled a vine that emerged from a crevice in the rock, shook it gently, drew an arc, and the next moment gently landed outside the white ape.

Feel the evil spirit on it.

The white ape lying on the ground no longer had the previous ease and comfort in its eyes. Even its vigilance was replaced by uneasiness and fear, and it trembled continuously.

Yuan Hong walked around it and looked at it carefully.

After confirming it is correct.

Then he snorted coldly.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Come to think of it, you are also a descendant of my long-armed spirit ape. Can I, an old ape, eat you?"