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

The noise beneath the cliff was like the sound of boiling water.

The sound of wind and water cannot be suppressed at all.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that something was clearly wrong.

The old foreigner was holding a lantern, his toes hooked on the edge of the cliff, his whole body hanging upside down, staring intently into the abyss beneath the ground.

It was pitch black at the foot of the cliff, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

However, the complex and dense eerie noises became clearer and clearer, mixed with bursts of ghostly howls.

He just felt like he was standing at the gates of hell, facing countless evil ghosts escaping from the underworld. It made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave, his scalp numbing, and he could not hide his uneasiness in his fear.

The most amazing thing is.

The originally silent black fog was stirred up by the ghost things at the foot of the mountain, and now it also rose into the sky, whistling past his side.

The pungent and unpleasant fishy smell couldn't even be covered by the black towel.

Almost nauseating.

How could the old foreigner not understand that the shot fired by his senior brother just now might have alarmed some strange creature in the abyss, which caused such a terrifying noise.

Take a deep breath.

Hook your toes hard.

The whole person flew through the air, and when he landed, his face was full of solemnity.

The others saw this.

Their expressions changed as well.

Either step back a few steps or hold an umbrella in front of you to protect yourself.

The white ape hid far behind everyone. It was a wild animal in the mountains and had an instinctive and keen sense of smell for danger. Although it couldn't see the situation under the cliff at the moment, the rolling black fog clearly made it feel the great danger.

"Why panic? Even if it is really the Ghost Palace of the Underworld, isn't it a pleasant surprise?"

"They say there are six realms of reincarnation. It's a good opportunity to take a look and see if people really go to hell after death."

Glancing at the crowd who were looking at each other as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Chen Yulou remained as calm as ever.

I even had the mind to make a joke that was neither too serious nor too light.

"This……"

Hear the words.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

The few people who have followed him for a long time are fine. They know that his character does not mean he is completely reckless. On the contrary, he is very meticulous in his work and must have enough confidence to do so.

But Feng Sibei and the white ape didn’t have much contact with him for long.

The white ape opened his eyes wide, a look of disbelief on his face.

The underworld is not a good place. Do you dare to joke about it?

As for Feng Sibei, after a brief moment of surprise, a hint of thought subconsciously flashed across his old eyes.

Although we have known each other for a short time, I can still see some clues from his behavior along the way.

Just now he was praising his reputation, so how could he be fooled by a joke now?

He turned his gaze away from that handsome, calm face and looked down the mountain.

Maybe……

Is there really no danger?

Or was everything as he expected?

wow-

at last.

In the midst of everyone's panic.

A column of black smoke suddenly rushed out from the bottom of the mountain.

It looked like a ball of twisted ink, and the sharp whistling sound resounded all around, piercing through the void and heading straight to everyone's ears, almost breaking their eardrums.

"and many more?"

"What the fuck is that?"

"It looks like a flying squirrel..."

"No, that's not the sound a salt rat makes. It sounds like some kind of bird."

Before everyone could react, more and more black smoke rose into the sky, and was carried around by the invisible eddy currents on the Yin River, like a large black cloud piling up.

Partridge Whistle frowned slightly and suddenly swung out the Flying Tiger Claw in his hand.

I saw a cold light passing through the black smoke.

When he pulled it back, he had caught a bird the size of a palm, with a pitch-black body and a platinum beak.

Not even dead.

Instead, it struggled back and forth in his hands, flapping its wings desperately.

"Drilling in the wind?"

"Golden Swift?!"

The moment they saw the bird in his hand, two exclamations rang out almost at the same time.

The black smoke rising into the sky was actually composed of groups of tens of thousands, no, hundreds of thousands of golden swifts.

This species of sparrow is best at building nests on dangerous cliffs.

The nest formed by its saliva.

It is the extremely precious bird's nest.

In addition, the golden swift is good at dancing with the wind and its body is as fast as lightning, so people also call it the wind drill.

only……

You can tell by the surprised looks on everyone's faces.

No one expected that there would be so many swifts living under this cliff.

Looking up now, the surface of the dark spring on the Soul-Scare Platform is densely packed with them, almost covered with their figures.

But gradually, the astonishment on the faces of the group was replaced by a hint of surprise and disbelief.

It turned out that the cyclone vortexes that gathered from the deep canyons on three sides, carrying with them countless golden swifts, filled up the dark river that spanned the sky almost instantly.

Even the area outside the dragon gate is airtight.

From their current position.

Surprisingly, an incredible "Magpie Bridge" was formed.

"This...is this the Immortal Bridge?"

"Young girl, you can still do this."

"Could it be that the inspiration for the Qixi Magpie Bridge came from this?"

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them; even the usually calm and composed Partridge Whistle couldn't help but curse under his breath.

Feng Sibei walked to the edge of the cliff in a daze.

He completely ignored the possibility that he would be hurt by the flock of swallows that were constantly being carried away by the whirlpool.

A pair of eyes are red.

Old tears.

Under the Taoist robe that had been starched and turned white, his thin body was shaking constantly and he was still mumbling something.

"The Immortal Bridge has no shadow."

"So this is the Shadowless Immortal Bridge..."

At this moment, he felt a surge of depression in his chest, which made him clench his fists and want to shout a few times to vent his emotions.

But Feng Sibei was more worried because his unintentional action would scare away the swallows and sparrows.

By then the Immortal Bridge will be gone.

All he could do was watch helplessly as the only chance in his life vanished into thin air before his eyes.

"Master, we can't delay any longer."

"Those swifts could break through the turbulence at any time. It would be extremely difficult to form a fairy bridge."

"Let's go, cross the bridge to the other side first."

Just as his emotions were churning, a gentle voice came from behind him.

Feng Sibei's heart was immediately shocked.

What Shopkeeper Chen said made sense, and it was exactly what he thought. Once the Immortal Bridge was broken, he didn't know how long it would take to see it again.

He is already old, how many years does he have left to live?

"Everyone, I will lead the charge."

"If I fall down accidentally, don't worry about me. I just ask you to take a look at the Earthly Immortal Village for me, and then Feng's wish in this life will be fulfilled."

Feng Sibei turned around and bowed to everyone.

There was determination in his words.

He had long since let go of matters of life and death.

However, he had never found the Earth Immortal Village, so he could never get past this level.

"Master, let me do it..."

"I'm good at fighting, I'll take the lead."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fang and the old foreigner became anxious and immediately walked out of the crowd, trying to stop Feng Sibei.

But it was still a step slow.

Almost at the moment when he finished speaking, Feng Sibei took a step forward, like a swift flying past him, and the eddy currents in the deep gorge made his Taoist robe rustle.

The air current is rough.

It blew away the Taoist bun tied behind his head.

The long gray hair was wet by the rain.

In addition, the sparrow under him seemed unable to bear it and his body was shaky, making him look quite embarrassed.

But Feng Sibei was not at all flustered. He was calm and composed. He tied up his Taoist bun casually, then pointed his toes, and his thin figure strode away in the wind and rain like a fallen leaf.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou did not hesitate and waved his hand, "Let's go!"

The people around him had been waiting for his order.

There was no time to waste at this moment. They all mobilized their Qi and used their own methods, falling on the invisible Swallow Bridge like falling leaves.

Only the two brothers Bai Yuan and Bai Banla were left behind.

"Just follow me, both of you."

Chen Yulou chuckled.

No movement was seen from him.

The White Ape and Bai Banla instantly felt as if there was a breeze outside their bodies, and their feet seemed to be stepping on the top of the clouds, but there was no sense of emptiness, but rather an unusually solid feeling.

"Follow me."

Chen Yulou didn't explain either.

He had been busy for so long just to lead the group across the fairy bridge, rather than from the bottom of the cliff, following the route designed by Feng Shigu.

First, my youngest sister is not on this trip.

No one understands the art of the beehives on Honeycomb Mountain.

It is highly likely that the Nine Palaces Chihu Lock, the Golden Pen Door, and the Bee Drowning Mountain Lock cannot be broken.

Secondly, the terrain in the deep canyon was rugged and difficult to walk on. Being led by Feng Shigu was something he did not want to do. Looking back through history, there was no team that could defeat their current group.

Even those who were good at stealing gold from hills and moving mountains and hills, as well as the ancestors of Guanshan Taibao, Jiuyou General, Jushi Fawang and Yinyang Duangong, were all gathered together.

He has the same confidence.

Without him.

Any means or secret techniques are of no use in the face of absolute strength.

What's more, he is a strong man of the mountains and rivers, not a tomb-raiding lieutenant. How could he have so much free time to solve puzzles?

The mandrill Yuan Hongxiang took his place.

Two armored beasts fighting in formation.

Even if the Earth Immortal Village is an iron gourd, it can be drilled through.

A group of people is extremely fast.

and.

As soon as they entered the Immortal Bridge, they reacted.

This immortal bridge is invisible, and falling off the cliff is not really crossing the Yin River by stepping on those golden swifts.

The tens of thousands of swifts under your feet are like a ball of cotton wool, seeming to be there and not there, making it impossible for you to land.

Instead, he flew over the whirlpool that was swirling under his feet.

After noticing this scene, instead of panicking, they became even more delighted. They just needed to control their bodies and flew across the sky like flying.

but.

That is them.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been scared to death long ago.

It is worthy of the name of the Soul-Scaring Platform.

Feng Sibei walked the fastest. In just a moment, he had crossed the invisible fairy bridge and jumped onto the dragon gate of the canyon.

There is a thick stone wall beneath me.

Soaked with a fine layer of dew.

But there is no trace of moss or green lichen.

As for the back of the Dragon Gate, it was pitch black and one could not tell whether it connected to the depths of the mountain or whether one could leave and enter the outside of the mountain by passing through it.

He didn't dare to think too much.

He just quickly stepped back a few steps to leave enough space, then took off the lantern and relit it.

Hold it high in your hands.

To illuminate and guide the way for those behind you.

Following closely were Yang Fang and the old foreigner. The two had previously tried to replace Feng Sibei and paved the way for him, but the old Taoist priest jumped off the bridge without even a second thought.

With no other choice, the two could only quickly catch up.

I thought that if something happened, I could help.

But now it seems that although Feng Sibei is old and thin, he is worthy of being the contemporary Guanshan Taibao. His sharp skills and extraordinary courage are unmatched by ordinary people.

"Master, how is it?"

Yang Fang rolled on the ground to relieve the force on his body, looked at Feng Sibei who was holding the lantern and asked.

"I have nothing to do."

"Thank you for your concern, little brother."

Feng Sibei shook his head, and then continued to look outside the Dragon Gate.

Upon seeing this, the two men each took a half step back, with their backs pressed against the stone wall, and waited for the people behind them to come up one by one.

only……

By the time Hua Ling and Hong Girl had just jumped into the door with the help of the vortex beneath them.

Suddenly, a huge force rushed upwards, and as soon as the swifts left the eye of the storm, they scattered in a flash. The originally calm vortex became extremely violent in an instant.

It carried a flock of swifts and crashed into various places.

The seemingly weak bird, at such a high speed, had a beak as sharp as a sword, which pierced through the stone wall, and then its flesh and blood were shattered and splattered everywhere.

Yang Fang and the old foreigner, who were standing on the left and right of the door to respond, suddenly changed their expressions and raised their hands to protect their faces.

But even so.

There were still bloody scratches on the backs of their hands.

But they didn't care about the pain.

He turned around and looked outside.

Once the eye of the storm is broken, the invisible immortal bridge will disappear in an instant.

"Oh no, Senior Brother and Shopkeeper Chen haven't come up yet."

"Quick, Sky-Drilling Rope!"

Not only them, but also the people who had already gone up changed their expressions.

Without the swifts as a bridge, the upwelling air in the canyon was like the tide of a river, and people had no way of controlling their bodies.

Partridge Whistle, who was the last one to fall, felt empty under his body.

The invisible buoyancy disappeared.

However, he was also an old man who was used to traveling around the world, and his reactions were extremely fast. He took a deep breath and forcibly shook off the vortex of wind and air outside his body. At the same time, he shook his wrist, and the Flying Tiger Claw hidden under his sleeve instantly broke through the flying swifts and grabbed straight towards the dragon gate.

Zheng!

Sharp hook.

It sank into the stone wall without any hindrance.

He pulled hard and stood firmly in mid-air, but he did not rush up. Instead, he looked back at Chen Yulou who was still behind.

To be precise, it is the White Ape and the White Banla.

He knows Chen Yulou's strength better than anyone else.

Even without the Immortal Bridge, he could still cross it easily.

But the White Ape and the White Banla can't do that.

Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle let out a light shout.

“Brother Chen, send Brother Bai to me, I’ll take him up!”

He thought very clearly that if each of them could bring one person, they could easily enter the Dragon Gate. No matter how strong Chen Yulou was, with two more people, if one was not careful, the consequences would be unimaginable.

but.

Chen Yulou just shook his head and smiled.

"Brother Dao, just take care of yourself."

While talking.

He stretched out his hand and gently lifted up the two guys who had lost their balance and were panicked and pale. Then, in front of everyone's astonished gaze, he walked over step by step in the air like an immortal.

Outside, there was a howling torrent and more than a hundred thousand swifts fleeing for their lives.

But he still strolled around leisurely.

There was no chaos at all.

He broke through the swift, took a step forward, and landed lightly in the Longmen Grottoes.

On the contrary, Partridge Whistle was a step slower and climbed up slowly with the help of Flying Tiger Claw.

The moment it landed, the white ape was completely frightened out of its wits. Its legs went limp and it fell to the ground with a thud. Bai Banla was also sweating profusely and was not much better off than it.

Everyone in Kunlun felt relieved.

Feng Sibei, who was holding the lantern and witnessing the whole process, had a look of disbelief on his face.

He went to Qingcheng Mountain to practice for twenty years.

He has a deep understanding of the difference between secular Kung Fu and Taoist secret arts.

Just now, the Qi outside Chen Yulou's body was flowing, and the spiritual energy under his body was lifted up like the wind. It was clear that he had practiced Taoism to an unimaginable level.

Already able to take advantage of the opportunity!