Chapter 114 Muchen Pearl Cloud Peak Heavenly Palace
“Is the shopkeeper Bixi?”
Ignore the chatter of the gang.
Miss Hong glanced at the bottom of the cave.
She has traveled all over the country over the years, not only has her eyesight improved, but she has also heard a lot of strange rumors.
Nine sons were born in the dragon, and because Bixi was good at carrying heavy loads, the ancients liked to carve camel monuments.
“That’s right, but not completely right.”
Chen Yulou shrugged, shook his head and smiled.
"Is it Jiao Tu?"
The partridge whistle on the side gave a timely reminder.
"Brother Taoist has a good eye. Legend has it that Jiao Tu and Bi Xi are both dragon sons and are good at carrying heavy loads, so they are often confused." , the easiest way to distinguish between the two is to look at the height of the camel stele."
"The taller one is Bixi, and the other way around is Jiaotu."
Chen Yulou nodded. , explained softly.
“It’s true.”
"The shopkeeper is really a scholar."
Seeing him quoting scriptures, I picked them up at his fingertips.
Everyone subconsciously leaned over to look.
Although the cave is dim and uncertain, you can still vaguely see that it is carrying a short monument behind it, only three or four feet high.
There were constant exclamations for a while.
"Okay, stop patting the horses. With this effort, the inscriptions can be copied."
Chen Yulou waved his hand and cursed with a smile.
"Yes, from the shopkeeper."
When everyone heard this, no one dared to respond. They immediately took the centipede and hung it on the mountain ladder, and lit the wind lantern.
Climbing to the ground in two or three steps.
Hang the wind lantern on the roots of the old tree that stretch out like claws.
The light of fire dispels the darkness.
The jiaotu stone sculptures that are heavily entangled with tree roots are also revealed.
On the short tablet behind him, there are indeed faint traces of ancient writings, but they are covered with soil and cannot be seen clearly.
“Brother Tao, let’s go down and have a look.”
There is a record about Muchen Pearl in the Zhenling Genealogy.
Chen Yulou invited him in with him to reassure him.
Looking at his red eyes and his tired look, you knew that he must have had a sleepless night after seeing the eyeball patterns on the golden mask last night.
“Okay!”
Partridge Whistle didn’t think much about it.
When I returned to my tent at night last night, I really didn't sleep much all night.
I can only rely on meditation to become calm and force myself to calm down.
The two of them went down the mountain ladder one after the other.
Waiting for landing.
The guys have already slashed at those vigorous and gnarled old roots with their swords.
Just...
One cut.
A scarlet liquid that looked like bleeding was flowing from the fracture.
"This...is this a demon?"
Everyone watching this scene was horrified.
There are countless folk rumors about old trees turning into spirits and demons.
Especially these days, when people are not enlightened, they worship mountains and rivers. There are countless evil temples in the countryside, many people have no food to eat, and the old mother evil goddess is enshrined in their homes.
I firmly believe in such rumors.
“If it were really that easy to become a demon, wouldn’t the world be full of demons and you still have a chance to survive?”
“What’s more, it’s just an old tree that can eat people with its mouth open. ?”
Chen Yulou snorted coldly.
Even the old osmanthus plant in Pingshan Yunzang Palace lived on the underground Yin Qi and Danjing Corpse Qi, and lived for nearly a thousand years without becoming a demon.
As you can imagine.
It is not easy to become a demon.
At least, judging from the experience of the past six months, the possibility of a lin beast becoming a spirit is much greater than that of a plant.
After all, as long as the spiritual orifice is opened and human nature is understood.
It will be much simpler from now on.
Hear the words.
Partridge Whistle’s eyes couldn’t help but light up.
No matter what kind of monsters or monsters they are, they would rather kill them by mistake than let them go if they dare to block his way to find the pearl.
Otherwise, where did that deep murderous aura come from?
I originally spent a long time with Chen Yulou.
He is gentle and well-spoken, which always gives him the illusion that he should not be a bandit in the green forest, but an easy-going and elegant scholar.
But these two short sentences now fully exposed his murderous aura.
This is Chief Chen who can take charge of Changsheng Mountain at a young age.
"Yes, from the shopkeeper."
The guys were told by him.
He also blushed.
It's not that I'm really afraid, it's just that this scene is too weird and I didn't expect it at all.
After all, what the people in Xieling eat is the food of the dead.
In the past, when fighting upside down, even the jade in the orifice and the pearl in the abdomen had to be cut open and taken away.
What kind of mountain spirits and wild monsters are you afraid of?
What's more, if an old tree really wants to run away, it has to be captured and split into pieces for firewood.
If you can’t kill it with a knife, then set it on fire.
There should be less and constant fire, as well as gunpowder and guns.
The big snake that transformed into a demon in the lake yesterday was so ferocious. Wasn't it dismantled, deboned, skinned and cramped, and finally killed for meat?
Don’t hesitate immediately.
With a few strokes of the knife, he cut off the old roots entangled with the stone sculpture. Then they climbed onto the back of the stone sculpture, took out the dagger, and carefully peeled off the soil on the stone tablet.
After a while, the words above were revealed bit by bit.
“Brother Dao, don’t you want to take a look?”
Chen Yulou smiled slightly.
He knew the contents of the Zhenling genealogy very well.
It’s nothing more than three things, Muchen Beads, King Xian’s Tomb and Feng Shui Position.
“Of course you have to watch this.”
I don’t know why, Partridge Whistle always felt that there was something in his words.
But when he was distracted, Chen Yulou had already stepped forward with a lantern. He didn't dare to think too much and quickly chased after him.
The small seal script used for the inscription.
This is in line with his guess about the period when King Xian’s tomb was completed.
Chen Yulou is very knowledgeable, and he is not bad either. He also has profound attainments in ancient characters.
Immediately read it word by word by the firelight.
But only for a moment.
His deep eyes had already caused huge waves.
"In the reign of Yuan Guang, the emperor sent an envoy to the Dian Kingdom to ask for the sacred Muchen Bead. The country was in chaos, and there were disagreements and fights. The king presented himself with the bead and fled away. The envoy coerced the envoy, and the king offered the shadow bead to him."
Just a few words.
But the whereabouts of Muchen Bead was clearly pointed out.
"Chen...Brother Chen, who is Yuanguang?"
There was silence for a long time.
The partridge whistle asked tremblingly. Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but sigh. With his knowledge, he shouldn't have known that Yuanguang was the reign title of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
The reason for asking this is that you can imagine how confused his mind is at this moment.
"At the beginning of Emperor Wu, after Jianyuan."
"That's right..."
Partridge Whistle's heart skipped a beat, he slowly closed his eyes, and kept murmuring and repeating in a low voice. .
The Zagrama clan has been searching for the Muchen Bead for thousands of years.
Although it has not been found so far, it does not mean that they know nothing.
Since the Muchen Bead wandered into the Central Plains countless years ago, tribesmen of all generations have read through countless ancient books and history books, and found several clues from the vast information.
There is one of them.
It points to the Maoling Mausoleum of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
It’s just that...
When the ancestors of the clan went to Maoling, they found that the big tomb had been dug up by the Red Eyebrow Army two thousand years ago.
All the artifacts buried in the tomb were stolen.
But even so, the tribesmen never gave up, but continued to search along the broken clue.
Unfortunately, the Red Eyebrow Army was only a flash in the pan in the long history.
By the time of Liu Xiu of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Yu Yiyang area was completely annihilated. After that, although there were rebels under the banner of the Red Eyebrow Army, there was no trace of the real Red Eyebrow Army.
Senior Zagrama, followed the footsteps of the Red Eyebrow Army and searched all the way.
In the end, the clues were completely cut off.
Partridge Whistle has been seen in family books since he was a child, and he has heard it a lot from his elders.
I thought that Maoling Muchen Bead was just a rumor.
But now it seems from this inscription that this is not the case.
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did send someone to ask for the Muchen Bead, but even he didn't know it, and all he got was a Shadow Bead.
The original object had already been taken away by King Xian.
"So, Muchen Bead... is in King Xian's tomb!"
Memories flooded my mind.
The messy thoughts gradually became clear.
Partridge Whistle opened his eyes suddenly, and there was no doubt in his eyes.
Even the fatigue caused by staying up all night is gone.
My eyes were burning, and there was only indescribable excitement on my face.
Twenty years.
No, it’s been more than a thousand years.
Since the first generation of prophets, they divined ways to break ghost curses at the cost of death.
Zagrama is like a duckweed floating in the world.
He is helpless.
Don’t even dare to reveal your name.
Just to find a way to survive.
And today...he finally saw it.
The much-desired Muchen Bead is already in front of you.
Thinking of all this, his mind gradually became calmer.
Too many people have died for it.
The more critical the situation, the more important it is to remain absolutely calm.
After all, getting the Muchen Bead is only the first step.
There is still a long way to go.
“It seems that we already have clues about what Brother Dao is looking for?”
Chen Yulou smiled faintly.
Although Partridge Whistle has been silent since he asked that question.
But emotions and eyes cannot deceive people.
"Thank you, Brother Chen!"
Partridge Whistle nodded.
Then he thought of something, clenched his fists, and bowed deeply to Chen Yulou.
At this moment, the scenes on Pingshan Mountain flashed through his mind one by one like fleeting clouds.
If it weren’t for the person in front of me.
He scolded him awake and strongly invited him to come to southern Yunnan.
There would not be everything today.
Different from the past when he avoided others, Chen Yulou looked calm at this moment, and deep in his eyes, there was a hint of sadness that was difficult to conceal.
Saving people... isn't it just saving someone?
“Brother Taoist words are serious.”
"Without Taoist brother's promise of thousands of dollars, traveling thousands of miles to attend an appointment, I wouldn't be here today."
Chen Yulou helped him up, shook his head and smiled.
When we first met in Yizhuang that day.
Partridge Whistle looked gloomy, his temples stained with frost. Although he was less than thirty, he had no vitality.
It’s less than three months now.
The changes in him are visible to the naked eye.
Compared with before, my eyes are much clearer and brighter.
Especially at this moment, it seems that I have finally broken free from the invisible shackles on my body.
Just like when he asked the other person what was the most important thing in life.
Partridge Whistle responded to the responsibility without hesitation.
To him.
Life and death are nothing but reincarnation.
But the burden of searching for pearls is something you are born with. Even if you die, you must die well.
"Shopkeeper, behind the stone tablet... come and take a look!"
While the two of them were studying the inscription, several guys went around behind the short tablet.
Hold up the wind lantern and take a look.
Unlike the front of the stele, there is a vast relief carving on the back of the stele.
A few of the guys are also experienced Xiling bandits.
But at this moment... when I saw the content of the relief clearly, I was so shocked that I couldn't even speak clearly.
“Brother Taoist, guard until the clouds clear and the moon shines.”
"Don't think too much about it."
He patted his shoulder and put all his thoughts away.
At the same time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Isn’t that feeling of knowing everything but being unable to talk to others a burden to him?
Partridge Whistle nodded heavily.
The two of them didn't waste any more time and went straight to the back of the stone sculpture.
By the lights all around that are as bright as day.
Chen Yulou saw it at a glance.
The most majestic palace in the world, suspended between the clouds and mist in the sky.
Yuecheng turrets, terraces and pavilions are all available.
Mountains, rivers, lakes, rays of light and rainbow shadows, surrounded by flying dragons, mysterious palaces and divine ways.
The heavenly palace on the top of the clouds shows an extraordinary and otherworldly appearance of a fairy cave!
Looking at the relief in a daze.
The Partridge Whistle subconsciously looked above his head, not even realizing that they were still in the cave under the tree at this moment.
“This...is this the Tomb of King Xian?”
(End of this chapter)