When returning to Wuxi Town.
It's already the third day.
Fortunately, there are often merchants in the town who collect Wu salt, and they are not inconspicuous. In addition, Feng Sibei has traveled between Wushan and Wuxi countless times in the past few years, and he is also a familiar face, so he does not attract anyone. Notice.
Wait all the way back to the previous restaurant.
Regardless of other things, everyone who had not slept much for days and nights in the mountains went to their rooms and fell asleep. It took them more than ten hours of sleep to get rid of their fatigue.
When I woke up, it was already dark, but the town was completely different from the usual calm. Gongs and drums were beating everywhere, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time to break the dark night.
A group of people pushed the door open and gathered in the corridor on the second floor.
He leaned against the fence and looked over.
The long street was brightly lit, and locals in strange costumes were running around carrying a sedan.
Wherever they passed, everyone, men, women, old and young, immediately knelt on the ground with their hands clasped together, their faces pious, and their mouths murmuring nothing more than to wish good weather and good health for the whole family in the coming year.
The eyesight of these people was far beyond that of ordinary people, so even though they were tens of meters apart and the statues of gods enshrined on the sedan were covered by curtains, they could still see what was inside the sedan at a glance.
He is short in stature, completely black, with scarlet eyes and a fierce look.
There is no sign of majesty at all, and the evil energy almost spreads through the curtains in all directions.
Look at the people in the town kneeling on the ground.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but frown into a frown.
Although there are countless evil thoughts and obscene sacrifices, and the mountain spirits and tomb monsters are all invited into the temple to eat incense, just like the old raccoon in the ancient raccoon monument, at least it still knows how to transform into the old lady Bai.
The current statue of the god barely has the word "evil god" engraved on it.
Not afraid of scaring children.
"This...is the evil god enshrined in the Cannon Temple?"
"That's right, damn it, I didn't expect to see it here."
"That's not normal. Don't you think about what these people in Wuxi Town do for a living?"
While he was hesitating, several old foreigners beside him recognized the origin of the statue in the sedan at a glance. When he heard this, Chen Yulou's eyes twitched before he realized it.
A few days ago in Dixian Village.
He did not enter Wusheng Temple.
Naturally, I have never seen what the Gun God looks like.
He just didn't expect that hundreds of years had passed since the Ming Dynasty, and the worship practice in Wuxi Town was still so prosperous.
However, as the old foreigner said, the people who stayed in Wuxi Town lived by digging wells in the mountains to cut salt, and naturally offered sacrifices every year, just like the fishermen on the lake who were the leader of the boat and would pay homage to the River God Dragon King. , begging for peace of mind.
Wait for the statue to pass by the restaurant.
The old shopkeeper, who had been prepared for a long time, hurried forward to offer incense, while a few waiters lit the firecrackers hanging on the roof. With the sound of thunder and crackling, fireworks were everywhere, as lively as the New Year.
Watched for a moment.
Several people lost interest and left one after another.
Not long after, only Chen Yulou and Feng Sibei were left, and by the way, there was the white ape.
At the moment, it was wearing a long gown, and it was obviously still a little uncomfortable with it. It pulled and pulled from time to time, as if it had fleas. However, its eyes were clear and it was more spiritual than before. It stood on one side with its hands hanging down, almost like a human being. .
When leaving the mountain that day, Chen Yulou mentioned it casually.
In the end, Feng Sibei was really tempted.
Not only did he plan to bring the white ape back to Tianshi Cave in Qingcheng Mountain, but he also took it under his sect and gave it the Taoist name Qingxi according to the eight characters of Tianshi Cave's "Xuanqing Dajian, Mu and Qitian", which happened to be Closed to Qingxi Town.
Seeing that he was so serious about his work, Chen Yulou was naturally not stingy and spent some time to open up Qingxi's spiritual energy and refine Henggu.
However, it has only been out of Dixian Village for a short period of time, and Feng Sibei hasn't had time to teach it how to read and write, so it doesn't know whether the name Qingxi is good or bad, and what it means.
But it was extremely excited.
After all, everyone has a name and surname.
Now that he has one, he can no longer be regarded as a lonely wild monkey in the mountains.
In addition, as its predecessor, Yuan Hong gave it the iron rod it used before.
White Ape also treasures it very much.
I specially sealed it layer by layer and carried it behind me.
But the iron bone is a bit taller than it, and looks a little weird.
"When does the Taoist plan to set off?"
Chen Yulou leaned on the railing and asked casually.
"It's just a day or two."
Feng Sibei withdrew his gaze from the team that had gone far away and replied. Judging from his tone, it was obvious that he had already made plans. After all, the incident in Dixian Village was over and they could not stay here any longer.
"Where's Shopkeeper Chen?"
"Are you going to Qingcheng Mountain with Pindao to rest for a few days, or?"
Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but shake his head and smile, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.
The world in Qingcheng was quiet, and the group that day left a deep impression on him. He wanted to go into seclusion and practice for a while, but there were so many things pressing on him that he really couldn't get out.
"We will leave in a day or two."
"However, there is a high probability that it will go north."
"Going north?"
Hearing this, Feng Sibei couldn't help but look stunned.
You know, with the war in the north, countless people have gone south to avoid disasters over the years, but now he wants to do the opposite. It is not a good time to go north at this moment.
"It's not a temporary idea."
How could Chen Yulou not understand what he meant and waved his hand.
Starting from Junshan Island that day, he and Old Uncle Jiu said it could take anywhere from half a year to a few months. Although Dixian Village was difficult, it definitely wouldn't take that long.
So at that time, he actually made a plan.
Turn north from Wuxi Town.
Naturally, it is not to go sightseeing, but for another purpose.
First, he had promised Yang Fang a long time ago that whenever he had time, he would take a trip to Jinmen to meet his brother Cui Laodao, who had wreaked havoc in Luoyang City and massacred the black tiger with him.
Well, for the second time, we all went to Jinmen, and we didn’t miss that distance. Then we continued north through Juyong Pass to Mobei, where we went to Baiyan Cave to get the Eyeless Dragon Talisman, and on the way to see the ancient divine treasure Xianghua.
If you have enough time, you can also go to Laoye Ridge, and maybe you can meet the official Ma Dianchen of the Golden King outside the customs.
"Since shopkeeper Chen has a plan, Pindao won't ask further questions."
Seeing his calm expression, Feng Sibei suddenly came back to his senses and nodded, "It's just that it may be difficult to sort out the mysterious artifacts and ancient Taoist scriptures in the Ossuary Tower for a while..."
"Don't be in a hurry, Taoist priest, take your time and think about it from the long term."
Hearing the embarrassment and anxiety in his tone, Chen Yulou just smiled and shook his head.
Those ancient scriptures were not actually too important to him. After all, before that, he had also mastered Taoist techniques such as the Xuan Dao Conquering Qi Establishment Kung Fu, the Seven-Star Heng Lian Zhen Qi Kung, and the Divine Light and Dongxuan Golden Jade Collection. Never tried.
No matter how mysterious the divine grade is, can it still be better than the Qingmu Longevity Technique?
It is enough that it can be used to support practice.
What's more, how difficult it is to live forever. Even now that he has become a soul, he can't see the slightest sign of ascending to immortality. The soul has only taken a small step and crossed the divine bridge to gain a firm foothold.
Let alone three to five years, if Feng Sibei could complete it within ten years, he felt it was not too late.
The two chatted for a while.
The night is getting darker.
Then they each returned to their rooms.
However, Chen Yulou did not rest. Instead, he walked to the desk and tidied it up briefly. Then he waved his hand, and in a moment, thirty or forty jade boxes were lined up on the table.
He opened one of them casually, and by the light of the oil lamp on the side, a seven-leaf old mountain ginseng was reflected in his sight.
The rich medicinal power slowly filled the air.
It is a great medicine that is three to five hundred years old.
These medicinal herbs were brought back from the depths of the abyss under the frightening stage by the three demons Wu Yi, Yuan Hong and Luofu. No one has been to that place for hundreds of years. The dragon energy is deep and there are countless heavenly spirits and earthly treasures growing there. Compared to The bottle yam wall is even more amazing.
In the past few days, I have been busy with other things, so I just have time to organize it now.
Set it aside.
Chen Yulou continued to open the second jade box, in which lay a nearly human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum. It was full of jade, and a faint golden light could be seen flowing. The medicinal power was so strong that even he was a little moved by it.
Moreover, unlike the old wild ginseng beside it, this good Polygonum multiflorum was specially locked with a talisman.
It was obvious that something supernatural had evolved.
Just wait for the opportunity to turn into a monster.
It will probably be extremely difficult to catch it by then.
Chen Yulou's eyes swept across, as if he could see through Polygonum multiflorum, and clearly caught the ray of golden light, and he was so alert and focused.
You must know that since he has been searching for cultivation materials for so long, he has seen spiritual objects, but there are very few that can match this Polygonum multiflorum.
Think about it.
That's the Kunlun fetus and the humanoid flesh.
To be precise, the former cannot be regarded as a panacea, but an earthly creature.
As for the fleshy root plant, although it is human-shaped, it is not magical enough, and is still a bit different from this Polygonum multiflorum plant. "This thing cannot be wasted."
"Wait until you have a breakthrough and take it, you may have unexpected effects."
Chen Yulou's eyes were burning, and while he was muttering to himself, he made a talisman and sealed the jade box.
Different from other great medicines, this Polygonum multiflorum has become a spiritual creature, and may turn into a demon at some point. It is not just a life-saving medicine, it is simply a Taoist golden elixir.
After doing all this, he opened the remaining jade boxes one by one.
Without exception, almost all of them are old medicines that are hundreds of years old. It is a pity that I have never seen the second one of Shouwu.
"Greed is enough for a snake to swallow an elephant."
"The second one... I'm afraid it will be hard to find in the whole world."
With this thought, Chen Yulou, who was standing outside the desk, couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
If it weren't for Wu Yi's presence, even if he entered the cliff and abyss in person, it would be difficult to detect its traces. Finding one was already a fluke, so how could he dare to hope for a second one?
A wave of long sleeves.
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The jade box on the desk was instantly empty, and he put them all back into the Dantian Cave.
If it is less than two hundred years old, he intends to use it for food, and Aoki's true body is enough to refine all the medicinal power. As for those more than two hundred years old, he intends to use it to refine elixirs, so that he can absorb the maximum medicinal power.
Putting away the pill box, there was only one left on the desk in a blink of an eye.
The character urn on the white jade box disappears and appears.
Facing this jade box, Chen Yulou's expression was obviously serious. What was hidden in it was not an ordinary medicine, but the Nine-Death Resurrection Grass that was peeled off from the Nine-Death Jingling Tomb Armor.
Even he has only heard of this.
In the past two days, he also asked Hua Ling in private. Among the group of people, she was the most proficient in pharmacology.
But unfortunately, there is no conclusion in the end. Hua Ling only said that this thing has been recorded in Materia Medica, but the picture in the medicine book is completely different from it. The Huanhuan grass is accurately said to be Selaginella.
He didn't have anything to say and didn't continue to ask.
I have seen Selaginella Chen Yulou before.
There are indeed some rumors among the people, but they are definitely not related to the Nine Death Resurrection Grass.
This thing can make the demon armor immortal in the coffin gorge, and he has carefully looked at it. The resurrecting grass looks ordinary, but it contains an extremely strange power, and it seems to be able to cycle life and death continuously.
"According to Taoism, ascending to immortality is by no means simple. You need to go through three disasters and nine tribulations. Once you cannot bear it, your soul will fly away and your body will die. But... what if this nine-death resurrection grass is integrated into the Aoki True Body?"
Chen Yulou stood in front of his desk with his hands behind his hands, and a bold idea came to his mind.
Just like what Feng Sibei said before he died that day.
He is now in the Yuanshen realm, which is what Taoists call a Yangshen monk. Sooner or later he will reach the point of becoming an immortal. Naturally, he has to take precautions and start collecting things that can help him survive the disaster.
Is the Nine-Death Resurrection Grass really as amazing as the rumors say?
He dared not confirm yet.
But as long as there is one-third of the effect, that is, three substitutions, it is equivalent to having three opportunities to overcome the tribulation. This is an unimaginable magical thing for monks throughout the ages.
This thought flashed across his mind, and the more Chen Yulou thought about it, the more he felt that this path might be feasible.
A casual wave.
Put away the jade box.
I approached the window and opened it. It was dark outside. The team of wandering gods had left, and the town had fallen silent. The outline of the mountains in the distance was faintly visible, and a clear moon had climbed into the sky at some point.
Facing the night wind, Chen Yulou didn't feel sleepy, so he simply took out a herbal medicine and swallowed it.
Then he sat cross-legged on the ground and meditated.
Although in his current state, breathing has little effect on breakthrough, but it is better than nothing. There is no fun in this era, so it is better to consolidate his cultivation.
In a blink of an eye.
It's bright.
Everyone was not in a hurry to leave, but took a day to rent a search boat at the ancient town wharf, and walked along the Daning River to visit the mountains and rivers. The old man who punted the boat had lived in the local area for most of his life and was very familiar with the Wuxi area. Familiar, with him leading the way, the group saw many ancient ruins.
You can even make a special trip to climb the cliff and have a look at Xuancoff Gorge.
It can be regarded as fulfilling the wishes of Yang Fang and the old foreigner.
However, those hanging coffins that were easy to approach had already been boarded first, leaving only a withered skeleton, and all the burial artifacts swept away.
The old boss said that in times of famine, when the fields and mines cannot support people, the only option is to go off the beaten path and do some off-the-grid activities. I heard that some people have discovered ancient city ruins in the mountains and dug out a lot of good stuff.
Of course, he just heard it from hearsay, and the group just laughed it off.
The business of fighting has been around since ancient times.
It is one of the oldest professions.
There has even been a saying in the world that the thirty-six lines of tomb robbers are the king, and the seventy-two lines of antiques are the king.
However, most people are just making small fuss, and there are very few people like them who have complete inheritance, secret techniques, thaumaturgy, and rules.
Seeing the calm expressions on everyone's faces, the boss didn't seem to believe it and was a little disappointed. However, he might never have thought in his life that the six or seven people on the boat were the top tomb robbers in the world today.
It has gathered many sects such as Touching Fafa Qiu, Moving Mountains and Unloading Mountains, and Guanshan Taibao.
Naturally, Chen Yulou and the others would not tell the truth.
Just relax, look at the scenery, enjoy the scenery and return home happily.
Early the next morning.
Or the ancient town ferry.
But this time it was not a tour, but a farewell.
On the shore, Chen Yulou and others watched Feng Sibei board the ship with dozens of boxes, followed by Bai Yuan, who said goodbye to each other across the side of the ship.
When an ancient copper bell rang, the big boat broke through the mist on the river and drifted away.
The corpse immortal's disaster is over, and the knot in the heart has been resolved.
The old feud between the four sects and the Guanshan lineage has also been cleared up.
Feng Sibei had no regrets and couldn't stay any longer. He just wanted to return to the Tianshi Cave in Qingcheng Mountain as soon as possible and spend the rest of his life sorting out the hundreds of ancient Taoist scriptures. In addition, there is also the Tianshi Cave. Inherited and delivered to Baiyuan Qingxi.
"Shopkeeper Chen, everyone has gone away, shouldn't it be time for us to set off?"
Looking away from the Daning River in the distance, Yang Fang rubbed his hands with an eager look on his face.
As for the next itinerary, Chen Yulou had already brought it up yesterday when he was hiking to enjoy the scenery. However, he did not do what he had done before and let them make their own decisions.
As soon as the situation in the north became unstable, wars broke out everywhere.
Not that it can threaten them.
However, who would be willing to risk traveling thousands of miles north? It would be better to return to Junshan Island to practice in seclusion.
Secondly, there are no amazing treasures on this trip, such as Kunlun Mountain and Dixian Village. There is no need to borrow money. In addition, the journey is long and it may take several months to go back and forth.
But what he didn't expect was.
No matter the brothers and sisters of Partridge Shao or Yuan Hong Wuyi, no one chose to return to Junshan Island.
Yuan Hongwuyi is easy to understand.
After all, being trapped in Pingshan and the island all his life, it is not a bad thing to have the opportunity to travel around and see the customs and customs of the world. In addition, he can also practice cultivation on the way.
But Partridge Whistle is indeed a real veteran, and may have traveled to more places than him.
There are not many surprises to him in the capital city of Jinmen and Mobei outside the pass.
However, he agreed without hesitation.
According to him, walking thousands of miles is far worse than sitting still and practicing.
Hearing this, Chen Yulou was startled at first, but then he was not surprised.
That day in the Jianfu Palace in Qingcheng Mountain, I sat down with Taoist Xingya to talk about Taoism. He had been sitting in the mountains for most of his life, but his realm had always stagnated. When he finally left, he said that living in the world was the right way. Perhaps he memorized this sentence.
And stand in his shoes.
This statement is actually not unreasonable.
"Can't wait any longer?"
Hearing this, Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.
Ever since Yang Fang learned that Brother Baibaozi was still alive and had become quite famous in Jinmen, he had always wanted to meet him. Now that he finally had the opportunity, how could he say no?
Yang Fang grinned, "It's thousands of miles away. It's not about setting off early and arriving as early as possible."
"Okay, our ship has just arrived, let's board it."
Seeing a large ship slowly approaching the dock in the mist, Chen Yulou did not waste any time, crossed the ferry with his hands behind his back, and boarded the ship all the way.
Not long after.
Wait for everyone to come up.
The ships also set off on time.
The ancient town gradually fades away behind you.
Chen Yulou, who was standing at the bow of the ship, had a trace of longing in his eyes.
During this trip to Jinmen, besides the four gods and three demons, there was something else that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.
Cui Laodao carried a half-day book on the Five Thunder Halls of Longhu Mountain.
And... the evil spirit Li Zilong! (End of chapter)