"Dixian Village?!"
"Is Dixian Village ahead of this?"
The group of people braved the mist pouring around and gathered around the stone monument. Under the flickering firelight, their excited faces were reflected.
This stone tablet is at least hundreds of years old.
The handwriting is profound and vigorous.
Just taking a look at it makes people feel like they are trapped in it.
Yang Fang held the wind lantern, crossed the stone monument, and walked a few steps forward. Under his feet was the surging river. It was dark and deep, and only the roaring sound of the water could be heard.
Further forward, the firelight could not shine through.
It's hard to guess how majestic the canyon below us is, let alone how deep and long it is.
"Can't be wrong."
Feng Sibei, who had an unusually solemn expression since arriving here, nodded.
"It is recorded in the book of the branch clan of my lineage that the Earth Immortal who left with his direct lineage clan members was extremely self-reliant, always had his eyes set higher than the top, and wholeheartedly pursued attaining enlightenment, becoming an immortal, and becoming immortal."
"When I was young, I visited immortals everywhere, but I encountered many obstacles, so I turned my attention to those magical artifacts in the heavenly books. In addition to ordinary witchcraft, there were also many bloody and cruel so-called methods of becoming immortals."
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"But he cannot listen to outsiders' opinions, gets angry frequently, and has unstable moods."
"When he reached middle age, he had been in seclusion for many years. He thought he had mastered the way to become an immortal, and he decided to lead his people to ascend. However, the ancestors of my lineage realized the danger and did not agree. Only then did the future come true. Parted ways.”
Feng Sibei said softly.
This past event is a top secret of the Feng family. It has been passed down by word of mouth for so many years, and outsiders have no way of knowing it.
He has always been rotten in the stomach.
Even his wife never disclosed it.
Until he discovered the mystery of Dixian Village and might have no hope in this life, he was worried that the Feng family lineage would be cut off in his hands, and he would not be able to go down to meet his ancestors.
In desperation, he gave away his two sons separately.
Before leaving, he told them about the incident in Dixian Village, telling them that if they had a chance, they could inherit the legacy of their ancestors. If not, they could hide their identities and become ordinary people.
Unexpectedly.
A wandering life.
Seeing that a man is getting old, he is waiting for a chance.
Now all the descendants of the four sects are here.
There is no need to keep these secrets secret anymore.
Otherwise, when he leaves, his son, who has not even learned much about the inheritance of the Feng family, would be simply wishful thinking to inherit his legacy.
"So, what you mean, Taoist Master, he deliberately left a monument here."
"Are you sure no one can figure out the mystery?"
After hearing this, the old foreigner said thoughtfully.
"This possibility cannot be ruled out."
"After all, how can a person who is able to achieve such a thing as a family's ascension use common sense to infer?"
Chen Yulou sneered.
This kind of person is either a proud man of heaven or an absolute lunatic.
The former is like Partridge Whistle and Feng Sibei.
Although he is extremely talented, he is stuck in a quagmire all his life, unable to save himself.
It's a pity that Feng Shigu belongs to the latter. His so-called ascension of the whole family is just an extremely empty pie. Instead of becoming an immortal, he will turn into a blood slave and become a pile of bones on his road to becoming an immortal.
"Taoist Priest, there should be records about this place in Guanshan Zhimi Fu, right?"
Chen Yulou snorted coldly, and asked directly without hesitation.
"Yes."
Feng Sibei nodded.
He quickly took out an ancient scroll from his baggage.
The scroll made of polygonatum odorifera has cracks, and the pages are yellowed and have rough edges. You can tell at a glance that they are the result of repeated reading for a long time.
But none of them paid attention.
They just surrounded him immediately.
By the light of the fire, several lines of ancient characters instantly came into view.
Except for the great king's words at the beginning, several people's eyes were fixed on "In front of the frightening stage, the Yin River is across the sky, the fairy bridge is invisible, and it is difficult to find with the naked eye" and "Falling off a cliff and sacrificing one's life, reaching the sky in one step."
A total of six sentences and twenty-four words.
There is no difference from Chen Yulou's impression.
He glanced down subconsciously.
Guanshan Zhimi is composed of four characters and one sentence, totaling forty-eight sentences. As expected, it does not match the seventy-two sentences in the rumor. The copy that was circulated later was made up by Professor Sun.
"The Haunting Platform, the Shadowless Bridge?"
"According to Zhimifu, the Yin River should be talking about the one in front of us."
"It's just that the last two sentences are a bit difficult to understand. There is no shadow on the fairy bridge, so you have to risk your life and fall off the cliff to survive?"
When he glanced at the full text of Zhimi Fu.
Yang Fang frowned and whispered in a low voice, his words full of confusion.
These six short sentences may seem simple, but in fact they are like a word puzzle, confusing and difficult to figure out.
"The Soul-Scare Platform, since it's specially marked, should be like the headless stone man we saw before, it really exists somewhere here."
I saw him raising doubts, but no one could answer them.
Chen Yulou withdrew his gaze from the ancient scroll and said calmly.
"What do shopkeeper Chen mean?"
"Look around."
With the decision made, everyone will no longer make random guesses.
But there was no rush to act.
This place was eerie, rugged and difficult to navigate, and it took a lot of physical effort. Chen Yulou was fine, but he had to consider other people.
Take advantage of them to take the time to rest and replenish their physical strength.
He carried the wind lantern alone and walked to the cliff. A waterfall hung upside down above his head, and the Yin River surged beneath him. The cave door they came from was facing behind him, and there was endless darkness as far as the eye could see.
Walking in the tomb.
Being in the dark is an essential experience.
This is why in many places, inversions are called gophers.
Many tomb robbers of the older generation are even used to living in the dark because they have been underground all year round, and they are not used to it when they go out.
But...
The darkness around him was a bit unusual.
I can't see my fingers.
Even if the golden light is intertwined in the eyes, it is difficult to penetrate and see clearly from a distance that is too far.
It seems that what hangs above your head is not a waterfall, but an ink pond.
The strangest thing was that a strange, indescribable sound echoed in the depths of darkness.
He couldn't help but remember that when he was in the town, he heard the miners say that there were evil gates in Coffin Gorge and many abandoned deep shafts of salt mines. It was not that the witch salt was mined out, but that the miners couldn't stand the weird sound, which only penetrated their heads and made them feel uncomfortable. People feel like they are outside the netherworld.
Now that voice is faintly visible.
In addition, the sound of the Yin River in the waterfall is too loud.
If you don't listen carefully, you may be ignored.
"Golden Swift?"
"Are they the locusts that transformed into immortals?"
While he was thinking randomly.
Everyone behind them had already stood up and packed their luggage, their torches swaying back and forth in the wind.
Seeing this, Chen Yulou put away his distracting thoughts and took the lead, holding the wind lantern and walking along the cliff at the foot of the mountain to the depths of the underground rift valley.
The path they took happened to extend out of the rock wall.
A great river surges beneath me.
Over thousands of years, the water has gradually eroded the cliffs, so many places have collapsed. In addition, this damn place is extremely humid, and the stone walls are covered with biting water droplets. If you are not careful, you may fall into the river.
Chen Yulou could only remind him all the way.
Fortunately, among the group of people, except for Bai Banla, who was a little weaker, the rest of them were veterans who were accustomed to traveling around the world. Fighting and robbing tombs was like eating and drinking.
As for the white ape, he was mixed in with the crowd.
I don’t see much fear either. Ever since he swallowed the pill outside the stone gate, he felt more comfortable than ever before, his energy was abundant, his whole body felt warm, and he seemed to have endless strength.
It is not stupid, on the contrary, it is extremely clever.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to survive in the dangerous Coffin Gorge to this day.
As the senior said, pill pills are definitely a treasure that is hard to find.
In its eyes, the senior ape is already an unattainable existence.
The body of a great demon is enlightened, psychic, and able to speak.
But it actually called the man in blue shirt and long coat its master.
It is conceivable that his strength is even more unfathomable.
At this moment, when I glanced at him secretly, I felt that the back was as deep as a mountain, taller than the cliff with thousands of blades cut straight on both sides.
If only I could catch his eye.
Wouldn't there be a chance to transform into demons and understand things like Senior Ape?
It was precisely with this thought that it suppressed its fear and followed it all the way here.
In the past, it would have never dared to come down. Even the stone door on the cliff outside was filled with incomparable terror to it.
The most important thing is.
In this place, it can keenly sense an incomparable danger.
It can be easily killed.
This is also the reason why it has known this place for so many years, but has not dared to cross the thunder pond.
But these days are different.
With so many Taoists accompanying him, he finally had the opportunity to have a glimpse of the mysteries beneath the ground.
Instead of living in fear all day long.
I always feel like when I wake up one night, my head is taken off by the big ghost behind the door.
It took half an hour to walk.
Only then did we finally reach the end of the ancient tunnel.
There was moonlight shining above the head, like another sinkhole. With the light, Bai Yuan squinted his eyes and realized that the terrain of this section of the canyon was very strange.
Beneath him is an underground swamp.
The water of the Yin River gathers and swirls here.
Opposite is a dangerous peak that reaches straight into the sky, straight up and down, and the exit of the ancient tunnel beneath you hangs halfway up the mountain, looking like a... dragon gate.
Countless stone beasts were faintly visible in the dark mist on both sides of the dragon gate.
It was the black sheep that I had seen before.
Although those ghosts were dead, for some reason, the white ape always felt that there was an indescribable evil aura about them, as if they would come back to life at any time, and then kill them.
Force yourself to look away.
Bai Yuan shuddered secretly.
Subconsciously, he moved closer to where Senior Lao Yuan was.
It seems that this will give it enough security.
"Brother Chen, it is indeed a frightening platform!"
It didn't dare to move rashly, but to the others, this place seemed just as normal as they all held lamps and gathered in front of the canyon.
White Ape even saw a lantern, flew out on its own, and finally landed on a large bluestone in front of the dragon gate.
It is still hesitating whether it should be a Kongming Lantern or something.
A sound of surprise was heard.
Stepping on its toes, it could clearly see two strange words as big as a millstone engraved on the big bluestone in the flickering firelight.
Like a snail.
It can't read, but the senior ape beside it can.
"Scare?!"
"As expected by the master, the Soul Frightening Platform is here, but... the Shadowless Bridge?"
Yuan Hong's eyes widened and he glanced around. The end of the tunnel and the exit were now nearly a hundred meters apart. The deep pool beneath him was as dark as ink, and he still understood the principle of black water forming an abyss.
Getting through it is never easy.
The red girl frowned slightly, "The Immortal Bridge is invisible and hard to see with the naked eye. Shopkeeper, is this stupid bridge really invisible?"
"Nature is invisible."
"Otherwise, how could that senior Feng family be so confident?"
Chen Yulou shook his head.
Then under everyone's astonished eyes, he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it away.
The stone did not fall into the deep lake as expected.
Instead, it was hanging in the air just like the Kongming Lantern before, as if a pair of invisible hands were holding it up. But soon, a vortex came from bottom to top, instantly carrying the stone through the dragon gate, and landed on the opposite mountain wall. .
"This..."
"Is this the Shadowless Immortal Bridge?"
"I asked why there was a sound of ghosts howling and wailing in this ghost place. It turned out to be the sound of wind."
"If you risk your life and fall off a cliff, you won't just jump off like that and float down to the other side with the help of the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain, right?"
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
No one would have thought that Xianqiao Wuying would be like this.
Even before he casually handed over the wind lantern and it landed on the big bluestone accurately, they only thought it was Chen Yulou's trick.
After all, even Feng Xu can control the wind and walk in the air.
What does this little trick mean?
But now they could clearly see the flying stones. Not only did they not activate their Qi, they even lacked the ability to transport them. It was just a casual throw.
The group of people still don't understand.
It was obviously the atmosphere that was constantly circulating deep in the canyon that could do it.
"Shopkeeper Chen has good tricks."
"Now that the Shadowless Bridge has appeared, it is up to Pindao to take the lead for you."
Feng Sibei thought he was experienced, but after entering this place, he was taken along almost the whole way. Just now, he was even thinking about the two ancient seal characters with snail stars, but in a short period of time, Chen Yulou had already seen this step.
It's no wonder that no one in today's world of fighting can surpass him.
It’s true that there is no false scholar under the great reputation!
After all, it was his family's business, and now that he was in danger, he should stand up.
Just...
The words just fell.
He saw Chen Yulou shaking his head at him.
"Taoist priest, don't be impatient. Although this vortex is huge, in Chen's opinion it is absolutely unable to withstand so many of us crossing the bridge."
"So, what does Shopkeeper Chen mean?"
Feng Sibei was startled and subconsciously stopped.
Chen Yulou did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned to look at the partridge whistle and said, "Brother Taoist, try shooting down the mountain."
Among everyone, he was the only one who never left his side with two twenty-ring mirror boxes.
This is true even if you practice Taoism.
When Partridge Whistle heard this, he couldn't help but a flash of strangeness flashed in his eyes. The words sounded very familiar for some reason, and his mind was like lightning. After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly remembered that when they stole Pingshan together, Chen Yulou was also very fond of him. Said this.
so.
Is this going to be a repeat of the same old trick, using Xiling's skill of hearing the mountain and arguing with the dragon, listening to the situation and then making plans?
Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but nodded.
This is in line with his understanding of Chen Yulou. He always does things without leakage and will not leave any trouble for himself.
The partridge whistle that consciously guessed his thoughts.
He pulled out a mirror box from his waist with his backhand, and there was a crisp click of the bolt, and then flames burst out, bullets were fired from the barrel, and thunderous gunshots randomly resounded in the underground abyss.
Just...
With a rumbling echo.
A dense and strange sound, like thousands of pots of boiling water resounding at the same time, suddenly surged from the bottom of the mountain, from far to near, making a noise like thunder.
It made everyone's ears ring.
Bai Banla, the weakest, even had to raise his hands to cover his ears.
Just now I was able to feel a little better.
"No, there seems to be something rushing up from the bottom of this mountain?!" (End of Chapter)