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

Chapter 475 A mere evil spirit dares to cause trouble?

"Lingxing Palace?"

Sensing these words keenly, everyone's eyes lit up.

Lingxing, to be more precise, should be Lingxing, which is the Tiantian star on the left corner of the Dragon Constellation among the twenty-eight constellations.

Because the corner is the gate to heaven and the gate shape is a window lattice, Lingxing was praised as the symbol of the gate to heaven in ancient times. After the Song Dynasty, Lingxing Gate was set up in the imperial tombs. It was believed that crossing the Lingxing Gate would separate Yin and Yang, and once entering it, one would enter the underworld from the human world.

Everyone present was an old hand at tomb robbing and digging, so how could they not understand the significance of the Lingxing Palace?

Add the three words "Earth Immortal Tomb".

The location of this place is almost obvious.

If I'm not mistaken, the place ahead should be where Feng Shigu was buried.

"Kunlun, light the lamp."

Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows and gave the order calmly.

But even he could hardly suppress his surprise in his words.

"Yes, from the shopkeeper."

Kunlun put away the Vajra Umbrella with a bang and handed it to Yang Fang behind him. He took off the wind lantern from his shoulder and gently moved the copper piece that served as the latch. Suddenly, the light of the wind lantern in his hand became much brighter.

As he got closer and closer to the place where the Bixi was carrying the stele, the darkness dissipated and the surroundings gradually became clear.

The cave that appeared before everyone was extremely large, and one could not see the end at a glance. Behind the stone tablet stood a small hill made of piled rocks, and at the foot of the hill were several shallow arc-shaped trenches.

Every ten steps or so, there is a one-legged bronze man with a burly and incredibly tall figure.

They were naked and had hideous faces. Three of them looked like humans, but seven parts like ghosts. From their mouths they continuously spit out magma-like Yang Sui, which spread and flowed along the stone trough in the shallow ditch.

From a distance, it looks like dark red blood rivers flowing around the mountains.

Behind the hill of Yangsui Xuehe, near the rock walls on all sides, there is a gully formed by a mountain crack. Several plank roads can be vaguely seen on the cliff, and on both sides there are archways built across the air, with flying eaves and brackets, and staggered heights, which look magnificent.

The most amazing thing is.

There seemed to be countless ancient jades embedded in the gables and rock walls surrounding the dome, which now reflected crystal luster under the light of the torches.

"What kind of situation is this?"

"Strange, indeed, it is strange. I cannot understand it at all."

"I heard that Master Feng is well-versed in history and the present, and is a scholar of nature. He is proficient in everything from the stars to the mountains and rivers. Since he is determined to become an earth immortal, he must have perfected Feng Shui. But burying jade and creating mountains is indeed the first time I have seen it."

At this moment in the group.

Except for Bai Banla who was left in the Guanshan Zanggu Tower because he was too weak, almost all the people present were veterans who were used to visiting tombs. Even if they didn't understand Feng Shui, they could figure out some tricks.

Looking at the layout behind the Lingxing Gate, I felt it was indescribably weird.

"Manager Chen, this place looks familiar. I think I've seen it somewhere before."

While several people were arguing, the old foreigner who was in charge of the rear guard had already caught up. After listening to what everyone said, he became more and more frightened, and always felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

He leaned in behind her and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows and turned to look at him in surprise. He thought it might be Partridge Whistle or Feng Sibei who had noticed something, but he didn't expect it to be him.

"You have sharp eyes."

“I have definitely seen this place before.”

Without any delay, Chen Yulou smiled faintly, and while speaking, he asked Kunlun to throw the two ancient scrolls over.

He took the painting of people walking at night with candles, put it in his hand and shook it gently. Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on the painting. Countless figures holding torches were walking in the mountains.

Exactly the same scene as before.

"I was wondering why it looked so familiar, it turned out to be this one...wait."

The old foreigner glanced over and became more and more frightened. However, after just looking for a moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his body tensed as if he had seen a ghost.

"Manager Chen, look, this painting has changed."

At this moment, he didn't care about the presence of his senior brother. He pointed at the ancient painting and swore.

"changed?"

Hearing this, Chen Yulou seemed to have thought of something, and his brows slightly frowned. Then he quickly turned the ancient painting over and quickly scanned it with the help of the firelight.

I saw that in the empty space where I was walking at night with a candle, or to be more precise, on the stone wall of the cliff, countless vague and strange shadows had appeared without my noticing. Looking carefully, they looked like hideous ghosts or evil spirits from the underworld.

Being in the darkness of the netherworld.

He was staring coldly at those who broke into the mountains.

With just a few strokes, a cluster of ink-stained shadows were drawn, which made everyone shudder through the ancient scroll.

"How could this be?"

"Could it be a picture within a picture?"

The old foreigner felt a chill in his heart and muttered a few times, as if he had thought of something. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and tried to uncover the dark layer of the ancient painting, but the inside and outside of the scroll were integrated, with only a thin layer, which was not the picture within a picture he had imagined.

"This is a squid ink pen."

Just when he was completely confused and had no idea what was going on, a slightly old voice was heard.

Feng Sibei turned around from in front of the stone tablet, his cloudy eyes revealing an indescribable complex thought, "The hidden picture drawn by this method will only be revealed under certain circumstances."

He explained calmly.

But to everyone's ears, it seemed as if he was hinting at something.

"The ghosts?"

"The woman is unknown, buried under the ground, in the Nandou tomb, the immortal descended from the wall."

Feng Sibei turned his gaze from the ancient painting to look around. His sight seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness and see clearly into the depths of the stone wall inlaid with ancient jade. Faintly, it seemed as if there were pairs of eyes spying on them.

"Xian?"

"How is it possible, Taoist priest? There is no fairy spirit in this place. It is clearly a ghost cave hell. Those black shadows in the jade screen wall... are extremely evil. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are evil ghosts."

Listen to him slowly recite those words.

Yang Fang's face suddenly turned ugly.

According to the Guanshan Zhimi Fu, the object woman is easy to understand, and it should be referring to the female corpse in the boat-shaped sarcophagus before. However, he could not accept the immortal descending from the screen wall in the Nan Dou tomb chamber.

Even though the old foreigner was desperately winking at him while he was speaking, he couldn't hold back his anger and had to say it out.

Start from entering this room.

He felt that everything was filled with eeriness and horror.

If one can become an immortal in a place like this, then what is the point of breathing, meditating, and practicing in seclusion?

Hearing this, Feng Sibei's eyes suddenly dimmed.

He knew very well that the so-called corpse immortals were actually demons, but the strange shadows sealed in the jade disk were all innocent people. There might even be many of them who were his ancestors of the Feng family. They were just bewitched by Master Feng, and their flesh and blood and souls were suppressed in it. For generations, they could only become medicinal materials for condensing corpse pills.

"Whatever it is."

"The truth is that we have to find Feng Shigu's coffin."

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became a little solemn, Chen Yulou stepped forward to interrupt. No matter what, the ultimate goal of their trip was to stop Feng Shigu from becoming a corpse immortal.

If he really succeeds, then the old saying will come true.

Demons will always emerge in troubled times.

"Brother Chen is right. Don't let your imagination run wild for now."

Partridge Whistle also immediately echoed.

After two people spoke, Yang Fang didn't know what to say. He was always outspoken, but he was not a bad person. At this moment, he saw Feng Sibei's eyes were dim and his face was full of pain. Even his hands hanging by his side were trembling slightly.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

He rubbed his hands, walked up to Feng Sibei, and apologized sincerely.

"Brother Yang Fang, you are overthinking. I am not so petty. I am grateful to you all for coming all the way here regardless of past grudges. After all, it was the sin committed by the ancestors of the Feng family."

Seeing this, Feng Sibei shook his head and smiled.

He just felt sorry for those ancestors and had no intention of blaming Yang Fang.

After hearing this, the latter's heart finally settled down.

Seeing that the two had talked their minds together, Chen Yulou did not hesitate, and took the lead with a wind lantern, went straight through the Lingxing Gate and walked to the outside of the mountain. The yangsui in the stone trough was still flowing slowly. The amazing thing was that it was like molten iron slurry, but it did not have any temperature at all.

To verify, he even tried it with his hands.

The fingertips probed into the Yang Sui.

The response was indeed cold.

Seeing this, the others followed suit and exclaimed in surprise.

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They were well-informed, but had never seen such a strange thing.

Chen Yulou looked back at the road he came from. The tunnel was completely silent except for the gusts of cold wind. However, he could sense a faint but extremely powerful strange aura.

Coffin worms?

A sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

He had actually been on guard along the way, but the terrifying pressure released by Luofu's previous fight with the demon armor was enough to suppress the insect swarm, so they dared not move and could only hide deep underground.

Now that the demon armor has been broken and Luofu has left, they are starting to get restless again.

However, because of the Yang Sui below them, even if they dared to come out, they could not cross the line even a single step.

“These bronze figures have really strange shapes.”

"Some have one leg or a broken arm, and some are missing an eye."

While he was pondering, Kunlun, Yang Fang and others had already climbed up the mountain by stepping on the rocks. The lights in their hands flashed, illuminating the figures of all the terracotta warriors.

After a while of debate, they finally could only guess that perhaps the incomplete sky and earth corresponded to the feng shui of this place.

Otherwise, Feng Shigu is just crazy and doesn't have any weird hobbies.

Without staying on the mountain for long, the group carried lanterns and passed through the crevices in the mountain. The ravine was narrow and steep, barely allowing only one person to pass through. Kunlun was so big that he could only move sideways.

Fortunately, the result was pretty good in the end.

After a moment, the group passed through smoothly and reached the cliff of the mountain behind. Under the light, they could clearly see the pulsating and undulating rock layers in the stone wall, but if they looked closely, they would find that there were countless strangely shaped jade disks buried between the intersections.

The jade color is ancient, either deep red or with a sense of gloom.

You can tell at first glance that it is not a recent artifact.

They are probably sacrificial objects buried in the Coffin Mountain during the witchcraft era.

Seeing this scene, everyone's mind subconsciously emerged with the scenes they had seen in the "Walking at Night with Candles" picture before. Even though they tried hard to tell themselves that those were not real, they were just means to intimidate and stop outsiders.

After all, the Feng family's rise to power through tomb robbing is a very clear truth.

That is, there is no grave under the sun that has not been discovered.

Even though the Earth Immortal Village is rare in the world and contains various anti-theft devices, it might be robbed one day, so they have to use such means to try to drive away latecomers.

but……

That thought came together.

It was like a spring breeze blowing across a wildfire.

Not only could the fire not be extinguished, but it spread with the wind. The more he told himself not to think about it, the more he couldn't control his eyes and he subconsciously glanced into the depths of the jade disk.

"and many more."

"It seems like there really was a shadow flashing through the jade disk."

Holding a lamp and with a calm expression, Partridge Whistle suddenly stopped in front of the stone wall and spoke in a deep voice.

Due to his personality, he hardly spoke during the entire journey.

But just now, in his peripheral vision, he was sure that he saw a shadow, like a wisp of black smoke flashing from the depths of the jade disk. Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, at his current level, with his five senses clearly defined, it was almost impossible for him to make a mistake.

Hear the words.

The old foreigner didn't even think twice and pulled out the umbrella behind him.

Appeared silently beside senior brother.

The Banshan mirror umbrella is inlaid with sixty-four bronze mirrors. The dragon frame is made of wooden pins struck by lightning. After the umbrella is made, it is exposed to the scorching sun for many days. It can be said that although it is not a magical weapon, it is not much different from it. It is the most capable of restraining evil spirits.

Although Yang Fang’s words were not very pleasant before.

But he was not wrong.

Anything that can exist in the Yubi Cliff must not be a living being. It could be a ghost or a strange creature like a witch or a sacrificial offering.

After giving the reminder, Partridge Whistle gently turned the latch with his finger. In an instant, the lantern in his hand suddenly caught fire and he shook it gently before moving it close to the jade disk.

All I saw was that the loose soil was filled with whole pieces of ancient jade, piled up layer by layer like a mountain. When the light swept over them, the light refracted through the jade disks and entered.

next moment.

A blurry shadow slowly emerged.

It seemed that one could see its appearance through the jade disc. It was clearly a human figure, and one could even see its facial features. It looked ferocious, just like the two little ghosts seen in the Temple of the God of Artillery before.

See this scene.

The old foreigner standing nearby suddenly had cold sweat on his forehead.

Although he had killed big monsters before, he had never seen such a strange creature.

In the past, when I traveled through mountains and ridges, I had seen will-o'-the-wisp fires or ghosts in folk legends in the deep forests, but most of them were just a group of evil spirits without any entity.

Now the ghost thing appeared in the jade disk.

But all five senses and limbs are still there.

The moment they saw it, the black shadow seemed to react, grinned coldly, and then went straight through the ancient jade and squeezed out of the stone wall.

The ghost thing was extremely fast, leaving no time for people to react. In the blink of an eye, the old foreigner only saw a flash before his eyes, and the strange shadow in the jade disk was already in front of him.

His facial features were dark, hideous and distorted.

At the same time, a chilly breath blew in, making the temperature of the entire cave drop below zero degrees in an instant.

The old foreigner felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. His hands and feet were stiff for a moment and he could not move them at all. He watched helplessly as the ghost face approached him out of thin air. He could even smell a disgusting smell of blood.

Just as he was about to bite off the tip of his tongue, he forced himself to open the umbrella.

next moment.

In his peripheral vision, he saw a slender, white hand slowly reaching out to him. The hand was obviously moving very slowly, but in a trance, he felt as if he saw lightning. In an instant, the hand grabbed the ghost shadow.

Subsequently.

He saw Shopkeeper Chen standing in front of him with a smile on his face.

He looked down at the ghost figure struggling desperately in his palm and sneered.

"How dare a mere evil spirit cause trouble?"