Chapter 136: The Black-Scaleed Shark Thousand-Year-Old Cultivated Wood
“Black-scaled Shark?!”
The Partridge Whistle once went to the coast of the East China Sea, looking for the ruins of Dongmeng.
Due to the disaster caused by the Red Eyebrow Army, the jade beads hidden in Maoling disappeared. He searched through ancient books and history books and found that after the Red Eyebrow Army left Chang'an, it split into two groups.
One branch went south to Luoning, and the other branch went to the East China Sea.
It is the legendary Ruins of Dongmeng.
Trying to travel to overseas fairy mountains.
He searched for several years along the coast of the East China Sea.
Although no trace of the Muchen Bead was found, he saw countless bizarre things in the deep sea that ordinary people could not imagine.
The deep sea shark bead, the weeping bead mermaid, the two-headed giant turtle, the whale turtle as big as an ancient ship, the eight-clawed cuttlefish, and the treasure hunter who salvages the blue head of sunken ships.
As well as overseas fairy mountains passed down from ancient times.
Penglai, Fangzhang, Yingzhou Island.
After several years of walking, Partridge Whistle’s horizons have been greatly broadened.
It was precisely because of that experience that when he saw the strange face covered with scales and sharp teeth reflected in the firelight, he was able to tell the truth.
“Not bad.”
Recognize him.
Chen Yulou was not surprised.
Just nodded in a deep tone.
While the two were talking, they seemed to be pulled by the light and fire in the wind lantern. The shark's open mouth suddenly burst into flames, and a wisp of flame ignited out of thin air.
The color is blue and green.
It's obviously fire.
But it gives people an indescribable deep chill.
Crash——
A flame lit up.
In the darkness on both sides of the stone gate, one after another, will-o'-the-wisps like bean sprouts slowly ignited.
There are six lights in total.
Look through the wind lantern.
There is a row of copper pillars embedded in the stone wall. The black-scaled sharks, who are half human and half fish, are chained through the bones of the lute, half kneeling on the ground, their eyes blank.
Everyone opened their mouths wide, and behind their fangs as sharp as saws, an asbestos-like wick could be faintly seen, planted in the abdomen and hidden behind the tongue.
The gloomy will-o'-the-wisp is burning in their mouths.
See this scene.
Even though Chen Yulou had expected it, he still couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
As early as the Qin and Han Dynasties, some people went deep into the seabed to hunt and kill sharks. After killing and drying them in the shade, they used their oil to make candles. One drop can burn for ten and a half days.
It is known as the eternal lamp.
One is worth three thousand gold beads.
Those who are not emperors and nobles cannot afford it.
At the same time, because of this characteristic, almost all the overseas sharks were hunted down in less than a thousand years.
It’s just...
Even if it is used to make ten thousand year candles and everlasting lamps, fat is mostly melted into lamp oil.
But here, the body of the shark is actually used as the lamp.
Although as long as the body remains alive, the lights will always be on, but who will be like Xian Wang?
Still bent on seeking immortality!
After exhaling, Chen Yulou put away his thoughts, pulled out the bone knife with his backhand, and gently touched the shark corpse with the back of the knife. Suddenly, there was a sound of metal and stone colliding.
Thousands of years have passed.
The six shark corpses showed no signs of decay.
If there were no mercury spots on the body, he would have suspected whether it had been dipped in mercury.
These sharks are both male and female. Their upper bodies have obvious human characteristics, but from the waist and abdomen downwards, they have long fins, and their whole bodies are covered with black scales.
It's like being wrapped in a layer of fish scales.
A strange light is reflected under the light.
Since the Qin and Han Dynasties.
The sharks seem to have become extinct.
But if I remember correctly, there is still a group of sharks living in the deep sea of Guixu, South China Sea.
As a devil in the sea.
The black-scaled sharks are extremely ferocious. Even if it is a Basilosaurus whale, once it breaks into the coral cave, it will be surrounded and killed until its flesh and blood are eaten away, leaving only a skeleton.
And their only weakness.
It is the lunar eclipse fetus.
If you go to the Land of Guixu, you can try to catch a few. The Dan people also need a sea penetration formation, but they are natural underwater monsters.
“No, Brother Chen, the Ever-Bright Lamp is also called the Rebirth Candle. It is used to guide the dead souls back to the earth to live a new life. There are six lamps here... but there are only three coffins.”
Chen Yulou was still looking at the sharks.
I was thinking wildly in my mind, and suddenly there was a doubt in my ears.
The partridge whistle held the wind lantern and looked around, even behind the gate, but except for the three demon coffins, there were no other corpses here.
This number obviously does not correspond.
Even including the burial of the king, there are only five.
Still not right!
“Six lamps?”
Chen Yulou came back to his senses, pointed to the depths of the coffin, and smiled with cold eyes.
“What?”
I heard something wrong in his tone.
The Partridge Whistle seemed to have thought of something and turned around suddenly. Only then did he realize that... three coffins with no structure and chaotic pattern appeared behind them again out of nowhere. Three will-o'-the-wisps.
Add the six in front of you.
That is the Nine Paths.
This means that there are at least nine corpses buried in Xuan Palace.
How is this possible?
Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle's mind instantly sank to the bottom of the valley. The six corpses were beyond his expectation. There was no reason to bury nine corpses in a mysterious palace.
You must know that there is no room for others to sleep soundly on the side of the bed.
What's more, a tomb?
Three demon coffins buried the shadow bones of three hells, which is barely fair.
But what about the other bodies?
At this moment, even though he was well-informed and had extraordinary vision, he couldn't help but feel confused.
The afterlife candle is made in ancient times, so it should be correct.
Therefore, there is only one possibility. King Xian's behavior is indeed different from ordinary people.
"Brother Dao, are you going to take a look?"
Ignoring the six shark corpses, Chen Yulou strolled through the tomb.
Just the shadow bone tomb chamber is so weird and complicated. You can imagine how amazing the heavenly gates, the earth, the shrimp tail and the crab body must be.
“Okay.”
Partridge Whistle didn’t dare to think too much at this moment.
Especially the six shark corpses, staring straight at them with their empty, lifeless eyes.
There is always a feeling of peeping in the dark.
Chilling.
Following up quickly, the copper coffin was opened, and the air was still filled with a lingering rotten smell. As for the side, the partridge whistle subconsciously swept away with a lamp.
Just one glance.
He was a little unable to walk.
Looking at the shape, the first one is a wooden coffin, with a coffin but no coffin.
Follow the Zhou system of burial scriptures.
The emperor has five coffins and two coffins. The first coffin is the coffin, which is covered with silk skin. The second coffin is the ground and is made of basswood. The third coffin is called the genus, the fourth coffin is the small coffin, and the fifth coffin is the large coffin. , coat with two coffins.
The princes have four coffins and one coffin, the officials have two coffins and one coffin, and the scholars have one coffin and one coffin.
White poor people are buried only in coffins.
So after taking a look at it from a distance, he didn’t think much about it. After all, the three demon coffins, bronze and stone, are each more amazing than the other, and this wooden coffin is the least conspicuous one.
But at this moment, through a layer of wind lamp leather paper and the swaying firelight, he could clearly see that under the accumulated dust, the coffin was like coke, and the wood was dense and tough.
It was as if it had been burned in a fire.
“The cellar coffin!”
The partridge whistled and recognized it.
This kind of wood is clearly the legendary cellar wood.
It is said that the cassia tree can only grow in the land of eternal night where the sun does not shine. It takes tens to hundreds of years to add a ring of growth rings. If you want to grow into a towering tree, it does not take thousands or even a few years. Impossible for ten thousand years.
In addition, the cellar wood can isolate insects and mice and is not corroded by water vapor.
So it has been respected by emperors since ancient times.
It’s just...
This kind of wood is extremely rare.
Let alone making a coffin, even making a wooden seal is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
In desperation, we can only choose golden nanmu.
There is a saying that one gram of golden nanmu is worth one tael of gold.
The cellar wood is a priceless treasure.
At least for so long, I have only heard of its name, but never seen the real thing.
At this moment, he couldn't care less about the ghost fire lamp and carefully wiped off the thick layer of dust on the coffin.
In an instant, a black gold light floated.
Under the charcoal wood grain, circles of growth rings are clearly visible.
Partridge Whistle specifically counted one hundred and thirty-six times, which means that the wood used to build this coffin must be at least thousands of years old.
The most amazing thing is.
The cellar coffin is completely integrated, with no wood edges at all. It is carved from letters in the middle section.
As the old saying goes, if a cellar is broken, it will take eight inches of wood.
If it hadn’t lasted tens of thousands of years, it would never have grown to this level.
He couldn't even imagine what kind of person it would be to be buried in the coffin of a thousand-year-old man.
One more thing.
Since King Xian put it here.
It must be clear that the value of the cellar coffin is high.
He did not occupy the magpie's nest.
Looking from this point of view, King Xian was not a moral gentleman. In order to build the Tiangong Tomb, he killed many people and flowed into rivers of blood. There were more than ten thousand people buried with him?
If you think so.
Then there is only one possibility.
The coffin he prepared for himself was even better than the cellar coffin.
It’s just...
Partridge Whistle really can’t think of any better material in the world than muslin wood.
Is it possible that King Xian really ascended to the sky on a dragon and became an immortal, and the Xuan Palace here is just his tomb?
That’s why he didn’t even bother to look at the coffin.
"Celestial wood is indeed a good thing."
While he was in a daze.
Chen Yulou, who came around from the other side of the sarcophagus, fell on the wood grains shaped like black gold and couldn't help but sigh.
"Brother Chen also recognized it."
Partridge Whistle took a deep breath, his face still unable to conceal his surprise.
The world's divine objects and spiritual trees are as vast as the sea, but even if he has been walking around the world all his life, it is difficult to catch even a ten thousandth of them.
“Don’t approach the sunken coffin or the bronze coffin if the eight characters are not hard.”
“Chen has heard these mantras from the Touching Gold Sect.”
Chen Yulou smiled.
However, another thought came to mind.
When it comes to the spiritual beings of heaven and earth in King Xian's tomb, naturally it has to be the Ten Thousand Years Tai Sui plant. The second one is the fleshy root plant in the back mountain that is about to become a spirit. Both of them are born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Before planning to come to Zhelong Mountain.
He then thought about practicing Aoki Kung Fu with two large herbs.
I have never thought about this coffin.
But the aura contained in the ten thousand-year-old vegetation cannot be measured in words at all.
Subconsciously.
Chen Yulou stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the coffin body.
Green light floated in the palm of my hand.
Quietly activate the Aoki Kung Fu, and the consciousness travels along the tree like lightning.
"What a pity..."
Not long after.
He then retracted his hand and patted it to disperse the contaminated dust, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.
Ten thousand-year-old scented trees are indeed rare to see.
Unfortunately, it took too long to be cut down and made into a coffin, and it was left lying in the dark Xuan Palace, and its spiritual energy was invisibly consumed.
“Using the cassia wood as a coffin, I don’t know what kind of monster corpse this shadowy skeleton must be.”
Partridge Whistle didn’t notice anything strange.
Just stared at the coffin, his eyes flickering.
"Who knows, maybe it's an empty coffin..."
Chen Yulou shrugged and said with a meaningful smile.
The bronze coffin buries demons, the cellar coffin buries ghosts, and the stone coffin buries a ghostly stone spirit.
Ghosts are invisible and hard to see by ordinary people.
He said it might be an empty coffin, but that was not nonsense.
“Empty coffin?!”
Partridge Whistle raised his eyebrows, obviously in disbelief.
However.
Chen Yulou had no intention of explaining anything.
Hold the wind lantern and pointed at the three will-o’-wisps not far away.
I don’t know why.
Compare the six shark corpse immortality lamps behind you.
The three rays of light fluctuated in brightness and darkness, as if someone was hiding in the dark night and blowing a breath of air-conditioning from time to time.
Make it look more eerie and terrifying.
Seeing this, the Partridge Whistle immediately understood. Without further delay, he pressed the keel of the mirror umbrella with his backhand and went straight around the cellar coffin.
The two people quickly approached each other, one on the left and the other on the right.
In the tomb at this moment, there was no sound of the demon corpse scratching across the copper coffin, but it also fell into a deathly silence.
Except for the slight footsteps of the two people.
There was only the sound of the wind as the wind lantern cut through the fog.
Not long after.
In the firelight of the two wind lanterns on the left and right.
A streak of patina-green light emerged. They were three...no, four copper pillars lined up.
The middle one is as tall as several people and has a strange shape, like a bull's head.
Partridge Whistle couldn't figure it out, and his eyes subconsciously moved towards the remaining three copper pillars.
I thought it was three more shark corpses.
But as the three will-o'-wisps brightened, his pupils shrank suddenly.
Three faces with their heads lowered and eyes closed, with peaceful expressions, as if they were just sleeping children, emerged one by one in the halo.
“Human figurines?!”
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(End of this chapter)