Chapter 147 The Muchen Bead melts into Tai Sui and condenses the true body
“All things live together, and green trees live forever.”
“Refining Qi and blood, condensing spiritual seeds, gathering true bodies, and casting Taoist bodies, from then on Break free from the shackles, transcend the world, live as long as the heaven and the earth, travel in the nine heavens, and reach the realm of immortality. "
Aoki longevity skill.
There are five layers in total.
Seems simple and ordinary.
But success at every level is as difficult as reaching the sky.
During the earliest time of time travel, Chen Yulou didn’t care, whether it was Zhuangzi or the mountain, he left everything to Uncle Yu, Guaizi and Miss Hong.
He is devoted to practice.
But even so, it took half a year to step into the first level of smelting Qi and blood.
But this is the first level.
He was asked to cleanse his marrow and cut his bones, surpassing his more than twenty years of worldly martial arts training, and step into the Qi refining level.
Then Pingshan and his party.
Looted the medicine wall and the three dew pavilions of Yunzang Treasure Hall.
The countless Zhicao elixirs and several inner elixirs brought back.
Only then did he condense the spiritual seed in one fell swoop.
Step into the second level of Aoki Gong.
The true form of Aoki is definitely the most critical aspect of Aoki’s longevity technique.
So, he had thought about it for a long time when he was condensing the spiritual seeds.
The Ghost Fang Tree, the Red Beard Tree, the Kunlun Sacred Tree, the Jie Ye Sacred Tree, and the Ten Thousand Years Tai Sui were all his targets.
However, the final decision was made on Tai Sui.
One of them, Tai Sui, is immortal and can survive for tens of millions of years.
It is very consistent with the Aoki longevity technique.
The second point is naturally because compared to Guifang, Chixu, Kunlun, and Zhiye, they are rare and hard to come by. Wannian Zhixian is located in Xuan Palace, the tomb of King Xian.
While fighting upside down to find the pearl.
Smelt Tai Sui and condense the true body.
It can be said that it kills multiple birds with one stone.
Now, it has finally come to this point. Even though Chen Yulou has tried to deduce it countless times, he still cannot contain his surprise.
Refining Qi and blood, one hundred years of age, condensing spiritual seeds, two hundred years of age, gathering the true body, lifespan of five hundred years.
From ancient times to the present, from emperors to poor people, who can resist the temptation of immortality?
Once the true body is condensed.
If there are no accidents, he can live to be five hundred years old without any disease or disaster.
This is only the third level.
You can imagine how amazing Qingmu’s longevity power is.
The method of cultivating immortality that truly leads directly to the road to eternal life.
The Mysterious Dao Convincing Qi Foundation Building Skill passed down by Taoist Qingchi of the Yinxian Sect can be regarded as the first-class cultivation method in the secular world, but in the end it is still inferior to the Immortal.
What's more, Xuan Dao Gong can only refine Qi to build the foundation.
Chen Yulou also carefully studied Xuan Dao Gong countless times.
It can be said that in terms of the attainments of this practice, even the farthest partridge whistle is not as profound as his understanding.
It is not just a matter of talking about being in a high position and having a panoramic view of the mountains.
After building the foundation.
It is very likely that it condenses the inner elixir like the six-winged centipede.
But this is also his deduction. If you really want to practice, you still need to find the method behind building the basic skills.
The Yinxian Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and perhaps there are still disciples still living in the world.
But there is a high probability of practicing in seclusion.
If that doesn't work, you can still go to the foot of Qingchi Mountain or the Zhenwu Sect to look for it. There is always a chance.
Just step into the path of spiritual practice.
It is like being reborn, and from then on the world and the world are separated, otherwise the Qi Refining Pass would not be called Yuelongmen.
Huh——
Spit out a thick breath.
Chen Yulou shook his head to disperse his distracting thoughts.
Hold your breath and concentrate, and perform the Aoki longevity technique.
In the sea of qi, the majestic spiritual energy continuously refines the spiritual seed, making it look greener and more amazing, like a stunning emerald, completely natural.
Follow the merit.
The spiritual seeds also slowly emerged from the air sea.
Hanging in mid-air in front of him.
Thousands of green lights reflected him, making him stand out, with a calm demeanor and watery eyes.
......
"Get up!"
Under the coffin room, deep in the shaft.
Holding the probing hook in his hand, he first pulled out the corners of the coffin body, behind the four golden toes.
Partridge Whistle pressed the edge of the coffin body with both hands, glanced at the old foreigner, his junior brother, at the end of the coffin, and without hesitation, he shouted lowly.
Click——
Two people are transporting power at the same time.
In an instant, there was a low crackling sound, and the jade-topped coffin lid was instantly lifted by two people.
Because in the Tai Sui point, the breath is constantly flowing.
Ling Xianwang’s corpse is still lifelike.
Looking through the wind and light, his skin, flesh and blood seemed to be still alive and rosy as usual, not at all like an ancient corpse that had been dead for more than two thousand years.
There is no corpse energy in the coffin.
Seeing this scene, even the well-informed Partridge Whistle couldn’t help but be secretly frightened.
He has seen countless living corpses, wet corpses, mummy corpses and even ice corpses in his life.
But never before has the true body of the king in the coffin been so well preserved.
Not even the female corpses in Huludong Lake earlier.
King Xian feels like he is really just sleeping, not dead.
At this moment, he was lying quietly in the Linzhi coffin, wearing a seven-pointed crown, a black jade armored robe with python patterns, and a purple gold belt hanging around his waist.
It is exactly the same as the mural in Huixian Hall.
Hua Ling's heart moved, and she subconsciously looked under Mianqi's crown, but... there was only a mark left there, and there was no Muchen Bead.
But look at the size of the mark.
Probably just to fit in with Muchen Bead.
It was just taken away after death.
"Old foreigner."
She lowered her head and thought, but Partridge Whistle did not dare to relax at all.
The body of King Xian is really weird.
How can a person who has been dead for two thousand years still be alive?
The old foreigner has been following him for more than ten years, and they already have a tacit understanding with each other.
Without being reminded at this moment, he had already walked around the coffin and came to his senior brother. He held the probing hook in his hand and reached under King Xian's neck, gently hooking and pulling.
The king rested his head on a sapphire pillow.
Get hooked by him.
The sapphire pillow immediately slid aside, revealing a gap.
Partridge Whistle had quick eyes and quick hands. He tied the corpse rope in his hand, went around the back of King Xian’s neck and gave him a life-and-death buckle. He kicked out his right foot and stepped on the head of the coffin, pulling the person back violently.
King Xian's body suddenly stood up from a sitting position.
Seeing this, Hua Ling was not slow. She immediately stepped forward and patted King Xian's chin with one hand. His mouth immediately opened slightly. The black pill in her open palm was accurately It slipped into King Xian's mouth without any mistake.
The corpse-fixing pill!
Anything that causes rigor mortis.
There is no way to escape Danwan’s suppression.
Seeing the corpse-fixing pill rolling into King Xian's belly, Partridge Whistle secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s just that I haven’t had time to get the detection hook yet.
The old foreigner’s suspicious voice reached his ears.
“Brother, look at his hands.”
“Hands?!”
Partridge Whistle frowned slightly and looked down subconsciously.
I saw King Xian’s hands hanging down beside him. They were completely different from his facial features. They actually had a jade-like color, and there were dark jade rings between his ten fingers.
Especially the right hand.
Clenched into a ball.
There seems to be something hidden inside.
"Muchen Bead?!"
Seeing this scene, Partridge Whistle's eyes lit up.
The palm of the hand is shaped into an arch. No matter the size or style, it can completely match the Muchen Bead they are looking for.
“Give me the detection hook.”
After taking several deep breaths, the firelight shone on Partridge Whistle’s face, still unable to conceal his excitement.
"Okay."
The old foreigner's heart was in his throat at this moment, and he didn't dare to delay at all, so he quickly handed over the detection hook.
Carrying the exploration hook.
The Partridge Whistle tried to break off Wang Xian's wrist, but the strange thing was that the five fingers of his right hand seemed to be sealed with red paint or fire wax. No matter how hard he tried, the fingers did not loosen at all.
On the contrary, things like corpse wax and jade fragments fell from the palm of my hand.
It made him frown.
“Jade Armored Corpse?!”
“That’s not right.”
The flower spirit on the side was still thinking quickly, and suddenly remembered the ghost that represented the netherworld before. In the coffin, he saw the golden-armored shadow bone and immediately gave him a reminder.
"It's not impossible..."
Partridge Whistle did not dare to hesitate, and immediately rolled up the jade armored robe that King Xian was wearing, and pulled the sleeves down to the crooks of his arms.
But flesh and blood are there, integrated.
There is no sign of cutting and splicing.
He looked at his chest and legs again, the same thing happened.
However, through the wind lantern held by Hua Ling, he was keenly aware that the body of King Xian had different degrees of jade quality from bottom to top.
The feet are the most affected.
The facial features are as vivid as life. The exploration hook was knocked down gently, and there was only a clear sound of gold and jade colliding. It was not like the movement of a living dead or a rotting corpse at all.
“Is it integrated with this jade coffin?”
Excluding the jade armor corpse, Partridge Whistle couldn’t help but murmured in a low voice.
The jade-topped lin-toed coffin beneath him has grown into Tai Sui's flesh.
With the turning at this moment, the entire coffin was also rising and falling, looking like a lonely boat in the sea.
So it seems.
The transformation of the body into jade seems to be related to Tai Sui itself.
Several thoughts flashed through his mind. Seeing that he could not figure them out, Partridge Whistle stopped thinking about them.
"Get out of the way, be careful not to hurt yourself."
Glancing at the junior brothers and sisters, Partridge Whistle said warmly.
The words fell.
When turning around.
The murderous intention between his brows is all over the place.
Don't say it's just a living corpse.
In front of Muchen Bead, he dared to chop down even if it was the corpse of an immortal or the corpse of an emperor.
Holding the probing hook, he thrust it into King Xian's right hand and applied force suddenly.
Click!
Only a crisp cracking sound was heard.
The hand that had been completely transformed into jade and curled up into a ball shattered into countless pieces, as if it had shattered a jade sculpture.
With all the fingers cut off.
A dark, pebble-like thing rolled out.
Hua Ling stretched out her mirror umbrella.
The umbrella was half open, just enough to catch the object.
"What is it?"
The old foreigner's tense heartstrings could no longer be suppressed at this moment, and he couldn't wait to ask.
Although Partridge Whistle made no sound, you can tell what he was thinking from his tightly pursed lips and slightly trembling palms.
How dare Hua Ling delay?
Quickly retracting the mirror umbrella, the lamp in his left hand shines into the umbrella.
When she saw the thing clearly, her face turned as white as gold paper, bloodless, and there was a bit of vibrato in her words.
"This...how is it a peach stone bone?"
How is that possible? !
Hearing the word "peach core", Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner could no longer stand, their expressions turned extremely ugly.
Let King Xian be so solemn.
Is it just a peach stone that I will hold tightly in my hand after death?
The Partridge Whistle resisted the surge of emotions in his heart. He looked down and saw the deteriorated peach core. His eyes darkened and his mind sank to the bottom of his heart.
How could this happen?
The palpitations in my heart are obviously still there.
The moment he approached the toe coffin, he felt that the ghost curse had dissipated a lot.
In addition, the phoenix whirlpool and the mausoleum writings seen along the way all indicate that Muchen Bead is in Xianwangxuan Palace.
Now, how could it become a rotten peach core?
While he was holding the walnuts and sweetness welling up in his throat, Hua Ling turned his attention to the ink jade rings scattered in the coffin and on the ground around it.
Ten pieces in total.
Then she looked at King Xian's left hand, and there were also rings on each finger.
After counting carefully, there were six.
"Sixteen..."
Hua Ling frowned slightly, she always felt that this number seemed to indicate something.
“To ward off evil spirits, avoid disasters, increase longevity, holding a peach, does it mean longevity?”
Suddenly.
A murmur broke her contemplation.
Looking up, the senior brother was thoughtful, his eyes passed through the coffin body and fell on King Xian's mouth.
“Open your mouth and try!”
“Yes, senior brother!”
The old foreigner has been waiting for his words for a long time.
This old thing, King Xian, is as fresh as life, and his cheeks are bulging. He definitely has a yin bead in his mouth.
While he was talking, the other person jumped into the Linzhi coffin, and his hand with a golden glove was about to open King Xian's closed mouth.
It’s just...
There’s no time to make any move.
A strange sound suddenly came from outside. It was different from the previous earthquakes. This time it sounded like something was cracking and then closing slowly.
The atmosphere in the shaft suddenly became silent.
Hua Ling subconsciously looked up at the top.
At the entrance of the well, the light disappeared little by little.
Obviously she left a wind lamp for lighting when she came down, just because she was worried that if there was an emergency, without the light, they would be in trouble.
But she never expected it.
Looking at the sky from the well at this moment, the lamp would be the first to cause trouble.
The projection on the well wall is still narrowing.
Seeing this scene, she suddenly realized that it was not that the fire was extinguishing, but... the shaft they were in was shrinking.
To verify what you think.
Hua Ling ignored her nausea and gently placed her hand on the wall of the well.
Slippery, viscous, murky water that keeps flowing down.
She didn't care about any of this.
Because, the moment she put it up, she noticed that the walls of the well were constantly squeezing closer to her.
"Senior...brother, hurry up, it's too late. Tai Sui is closing his eyes. If we don't find the Muchen Bead, we will all be trapped in the hole and die."
Hua Ling His expression changed and he said quickly.
Hearing this, the expressions of Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner both changed.
Take a deep breath.
The partridge whistle jumped up, stepped on the head of the coffin, and tightened the corpse rope in his hands to prevent King Xian from lifting up the body. The old foreigner did not dare to delay, and forcibly opened King Xian's mouth. .
It’s just...
What none of the three expected was.
As soon as his mouth opened a gap, the corpse-fixing pill that Hua Ling had previously put into his mouth actually rolled down again.
The corpse-fixing pill dropped.
The face of King Xian in front of him changed rapidly.
It seems like I will open my eyes and come back to life at any time.
This sudden scene made the old foreigner startled.
"Don't worry about it, let's see if there are any pills?"
Feeling the anger of his senior brother, the old foreigner's heart was shocked. Without hesitation, he suddenly exerted force with his hands. The horizontal kung fu he had learned throughout his life was useless at this moment. Reserved cast.
Forcibly pry open the jade mouth.
Looked down.
Under the tongue, which was like a jade fetus, there was a walnut-sized bead that was filled with gold liquid and looked like gold but not jade.
Just a glimpse.
He felt an indescribable breath coming towards his face.
It seems... that bead is still alive.
Peering into himself from the depths of King Xian’s tongue.
"Muchen Bead..."
"It's Muchen Bead!"
"Senior Brother, it's really in his mouth."
The old foreigner's whole body was trembling.
For many years, he has dreamed of finding it, and now... he finally got what he wanted.
Just in the blink of an eye.
The changes in King Xian's face were countless times faster than expected. When he looked at Muchen Bead again, King Xian's face had also completely transformed into jade.
It seems that what is sitting half in front of him in the coffin is not an ancient corpse, but a jade carving dummy.
But he didn’t dare to think too much.
His fingers quickly penetrated into King Xian’s mouth and he desperately grabbed the bead back.
With a layer of gold gloves.
He actually felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and frost and mist condensed on his entire hand.
“Let go!”
Feeling the overwhelming evil.
The partridge whistle had no time to judge whether it was true or false, and kept staring at the top of his head with his peripheral vision. The mouth of the well was already less than half a person wide, so he did not dare to bet.
Once the opportunity is missed.
Being left in Tai Sui's eyes would mean death and no life.
"Okay..."
The old foreigner relaxed his fingers.
Muchen Bead immediately fell downwards, but before it hit the bottom of the well, a figure suddenly arrived, half-kneeling on the ground, holding the open Fengyun Bao in his hand.
The beads drew an arc.
It fell into the mouth accurately.
Secretly relieved.
The partridge whistle quickly tightened the rope buckle and hung the wind and cloud wrapper on the hook rope of the armor groove at the waist.
I was about to greet my junior brothers and sisters to leave.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the king in the coffin.
Without the Muchen Bead, his face melted quickly... streams of pus seeped out from his facial features, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a faceless ghost corpse.
I thought that with everything like this, King Xian would soon dissolve into a puddle of blood.
But even he didn't expect it.
King Xian slowly turned sideways, his melting face staring at the three of them.
“Let’s go!”
"Fake corpse!"
(End of this chapter)