"The bones of the ancient gods?"
"Doesn't this mean that the ancient gods have long been dead?"
"How could it be possible that the immortals still eat clouds and drink dew, and live forever, but the gods are not Should it be an immortal existence?"
As he murmured in a low voice.
Partridge Whistle and others also came one after another.
There was no time to be shocked by the crystal mountain in front of me, which was four to five meters high.
All eyes were attracted to the boxes in the cave.
Just looking at the style, an ancient and simple atmosphere comes to your face. It is definitely not something that can be obtained in a thousand years. It would have been impossible to form such a thick coating without four or five thousand years.
It should be exactly the same as the stone man we saw along the way.
No wonder Chen Yulou said that it might be a relic from ancient times.
Looking back now.
Everything seemed to be under his control.
But...
What shocked a few people even more was the ancient god’s bones.
How could gods and bones, two completely unrelated words, appear together?
To know.
Those who ascend to immortality can live as long as heaven and never grow old or die.
Not to mention the God who controls the rules?
However, Chen Yulou was talking about the remains of gods. For a moment, even Partridge Whistle frowned and looked incredulous.
“Taoists become immortals and leave their legacy in the world.”
"Buddhist monks become Buddhas immediately, leaving behind a golden body of relics."
"At this level, as long as the spiritual consciousness is immortal, you can survive, and the physical body is second."
He was greeted by several people who looked at him in confusion, confusion or weird looks.
Chen Yulou sighed secretly.
In fact, it was expected that they could not understand.
To know.
Mayflies live in the morning and die in the evening.
The scale insect feathered beast can only live for thirty to fifty years at most.
As for ordinary people, struggling in the world, their lives are less than a hundred.
So throughout the ages, countless people have sought immortality just like crucian carp crossing the river.
From the emperor to the poor.
Convince qi, guide, medicinal stones, golden elixirs, Nuo techniques, witchcraft, golden threads and jade clothes, and seven stars to extend your life.
All means are like dust and smoke in the sea.
Countless.
But how many people can succeed?
Even if the king of a country is sitting all over the world and has a constant supply of rare and precious elixirs, he still cannot refine a golden elixir that can lead to immortality if swallowed.
That's why.
What they saw and heard has limited them to a limited range.
For a few people, the foundation-building elixir is like the sun and moon in the sky, visible and out of reach.
What about the Immortal?
How do gods exist?
It is unimaginable and reasonable.
"Immortal consciousness, immortality and immortality?"
Hearing his words.
The group of people felt a buzzing in the depths of their minds, like thunder falling.
Abandon the physical body, and the spiritual consciousness comes out of the body.
Isn’t this the legendary Yang God?
"If the ancient god died so easily, he would not be worthy of being called a god."
It seems that I can guess what a few people are thinking.
Chen Yulou shook his head and said meaningfully.
The snake god controls the transformation of the realm, and the soul in the Muchen Bead is immortal.
The original ancient god Entropy controlled time and reversed the course of time.
The Nine-Headed Insect can reverse cause and effect, set time back, and can confuse all sentient beings in a world by randomly laying illusions.
The illusion created by Baoxianghua can make people sink into the boundless sea of whirlpool, and the soul will be lost in it, sinking forever.
Big Meat, a god believed in by the Golden Ancient Kingdom, changes places, borrows corpses and resurrects souls, and is constantly reborn in illusions.
The doorworm feeds on time and space, devouring time and space in an indescribable way.
The Tree of Life can parasitize everything, distort space and time, and manipulate time.
As for the ghost tree, as a god worshiped by the ancient country of ghost, it has the terrifying ability to destroy yin and yang and reopen the world.
Although gods are also divided into superior and inferior, strong and weak.
But as long as you are a god, you must not look at it with ordinary thinking.
"This..."
Hear this.
A few people were even more shocked.
"Is that ancient god still there?"
Suddenly, the old foreigner asked an extremely critical question.
Now even its skeleton has been found.
But it is an existence that has not been seen.
It stands to reason that even tigers and wolves have a strong sense of territory, and any outsider who dares to break into their lair without permission will definitely fight to the death.
Not to mention the gods?
They have been down for so long now.
Even if he is in deep sleep, he shouldn't be completely unaware, right?
As soon as he said this, the other people also looked over thoughtfully.
It can be seen that they actually have such doubts in their hearts.
“This is the residence of the ancient gods, so it’s natural.”
Chen Yulou shook his head.
The ancient gods exist in the void universe and form a world of their own, but among the eight ancient gods, the snake god is the most special one.
In the endless years.
The snake god died and landed at the foot of Zagrama Mountain.
To be precise, it is not a deep sleep.
But it is in an extremely strange state.
The imaginary space exists in the mind, and the soul is hidden in the Muchen Bead.
So, after they had been down for so long, they did not realize that the snake god would not only appear, but also block several people with illusions, just like the evil god in the thunder mountain struck by Mahakala.
"Oh..."
Yang Fang scratched his head.
Obviously, I am still puzzled by this ambiguous answer.
"Open the box and try it first."
Chen Yulou didn't explain much.
After all, it is better to take a look in person than to say a thousand things.
“That’s fine.”
A few of them are people who fight against each other.
Even if a Taoist from the mountains never goes to the tomb for wealth, but only for pills and pearls, it is impossible to travel around the world without eating, drinking, or sleeping.
Besides, for thousands of years, the people of the tribe have to survive.
It can only be said that Taoist Banshan's style of conduct is indeed not as taboo as that of the three sects of Mojin, Faqiu and Xiling, but he is definitely not a saint.
Just talk about the partridge whistle.
Since he was thirteen years old, he has followed the previous generation of mountain-moving Taoists, walking around in search of the Muchen Bead.
Over the years, many hands have been stained with blood.
However, compared to those bandits, they still have a bottom line and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately.
Died by his hands.
Without exception, they are all worthy of death.
So, Chen Yulou didn’t say anything, otherwise the four of them would have been unable to restrain themselves and went to open the coffin.
This has been a lifetime of running around.
Emperors, generals, ministers, three religions and nine schools, all kinds of coffins have been opened.
What is about to be opened now is the coffin of an ancient god.
Who is not excited?
Almost the moment Chen Yulou finished speaking, the group put down their lanterns and took out coffin-opening tools such as claws, iron skewers, awls, and knives.
It is Yang Fang who has always taken the world with his whip.
I don’t know where to find a cyclone shovel.
There are three sections in total, which are hollow inside and fit into each other. There is only a crisp clicking sound, and the three sections of copper rods instantly merge into one.
Hold the tail of the stick again.
I don’t see how he moves.
Just a slight twist.
The bottom section instantly appeared, and seven iron leaves bloomed like petals.
It should be mixed with materials such as secret gold. The iron leaf has a cold light and a sharp edge. It is not impossible to say that it is a fierce weapon.
Chen Yulou also saw this strange object of the Gold Touching Sect for the first time.
For a while, I couldn’t help but look at it a few more times. Since he took over as the leader of Xiling, he has spent many years reading ancient books, exploring the world, and integrating four sects and eight sects to create many inverted weapons.
This is also the reason why Xiling specializes in equipment.
But now when he saw the cyclone shovel in Yang Fang's hand, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Exquisite design.
Incredible.
Partridge Whistle took the lead and jumped into the cave in a few steps.
The stone box takes up most of the cave.
He could only press against the wall behind him, reach out and try to push it, but unfortunately... the sarcophagus was extremely heavy, and it would be unrealistic to push it to the ground and then open it.
"Senior Brother, let me help you."
Seeing the embarrassment on Senior Brother's face, the old foreigner would not understand.
He raised his head and looked around Crystal Mountain.
I quickly selected a cliff that protruded outward. I threw the sky-drilling rope in my hand hard, and saw a cold light flash through, breaking through the fog, and accurately wound several turns to tie it to death.
Try pulling it a few times.
After making sure you can bear your own weight.
The old foreigner no longer hesitated, and quickly climbed up through the sky rope. When he climbed to the outside of the cave entrance, he did not go in, but wrapped his backhand around the rope a few times, hanging himself in mid-air.
See this situation.
Partridge Whistle, who was across the sarcophagus, understood instantly. Without any delay, he took out a blade as thin as a cicada's wing and carefully inserted it between the gaps in the sarcophagus.
The same is true for the old foreigners outside.
The two brothers were both taught by the same master. They have been traveling around the world for many years. They can understand each other's thoughts with just a look and movement. They have always cooperated perfectly in exploring and fighting each other.
The blade quickly passed along the gap along the lower edge of the stone box and coffin.
There was a stabbing sound.
The stone box, which was originally airtight and impermeable to splashing water, seemed to be integrated into one body and suddenly started to shake.
“Do it.”
Listen to the familiar sound.
Partridge Whistle’s eyes couldn’t help but light up.
"Okay."
For countless years, the Zagrama clan has been pursuing the truth.
What is hidden under the ghost cave?
That's why the sage just took a peek and caused such a disaster.
Now, at this moment, they can finally see the real culprit behind the scenes, how can they not make the two of them extremely excited.
Reach out and press the lower edge of the coffin lid, hold it tightly with your five fingers, and then apply force at the same time.
I don’t know what material this stone box is made of.
Just one stone cover is extremely heavy, weighing at least hundreds of kilograms.
In addition, the space is narrow and it is difficult to exert force.
It took a lot of effort for the two of them to finally remove it from the stone box and lay it sideways on the ground.
"Light!"
"Hurry."
It's too late to take a breath.
The old foreigner turned his head and said downward.
“Coming.”
Yang Fang, who originally wanted to show off his talents, gave up the idea of going up to help when he saw that it was too cramped up there, and Crystal Freedom Mountain itself was as smooth as a mirror, heavy with moisture, and had nowhere to stay.
At this moment, I heard the old foreigner shouting.
The whole person suddenly became energetic.
He bit the string of the wind lantern with his mouth open, then swept out with one step, stepping on the cliff of Crystal Mountain and quickly climbed up, like an agile civet cat, as fast as lightning.
No wonder he has a reputation as a civet cat racer in the world.
Just rely on this skill of lightness.
Looking around the world, there are not many people who dare to say that they can defeat him steadily.
The old foreigner was still preparing to take the light when he saw his boy rushing up in a few steps and was outside him in a blink of an eye. He couldn't help but look startled.
“What are you stunned for?”
"Aren't you curious about what's inside?"
Yang Fang raised his eyebrows.
On normal days, he would definitely say something proud, but now, the lid of the coffin has been opened, and all he can think about is curiosity about the remains of the ancient god.
“Look.”
Isn’t that true for old foreigners.
However, just when he was about to turn around, he seemed to hear the word "Shen Xing" in his ears, and then with a flash of light from the corner of his eye, Chen Yulou, in a wide robe and long sleeves, also appeared behind him out of thin air.
Even if I have seen it many times.
But seeing such immortal methods, the old foreigner couldn't help but feel shocked.
He can now be regarded as practicing and entering the country.
However, apart from meditating and exhaling, there seems to be no such means for building the foundation of Xuan Dao.
However, just as this thought came up, he saw from the corner of his eye that Yang Fang had already leaned over and shined the wind lamp into the stone box as much as possible. He didn't dare to think too much.
Inside a stone box as tall as a person.
It was as if there was a layer of fog hanging over it.
It was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly with the naked eye.
Until the wind lamp hangs above the top of the box.
The last bit of darkness dissipates.
A gloomy white skeleton finally appeared in the sight of several people.
It is completely different from the skeletons seen along the way.
Fluorescence flows on the white bones, as if there are countless runes intertwined and looming. Even after countless years of death, just a half-meter-long bone still exudes a chilling and terrifying aura.
“Is this the sacred bone?”
"Can you see what it is?"
"The white bones are fluorescent and the divine light is flowing. Is this really not the remains of an immortal?"
We gathered around the stone box and looked at the quiet body The skeletons lying at the bottom of the box had several people's faces full of shock, and the thumping and wild beating under their chests could not be covered up at all.
Even Chen Yulou.
Even though I had known for a long time that it was the remains of the snake god.
But it was also the first time I saw it with my own eyes.
You must know that there is no description of the snake god's bones in the original book. It is always hidden behind the scenes, as if sitting in the long river of time, throughout.
Almost all big events.
Tracing back to its roots and peeling off cocoons, traces of its existence can be found.
“No, why do these bones look familiar?”
The partridge whistle that has never spoken.
Using the wind lantern, I leaned down and looked carefully for a while.
The brows suddenly frowned tightly, and a sudden realization flashed in his eyes.
Although this divine bone is amazing, but for some reason, he always feels that he has seen a similar existence somewhere.
"Insect Valley Creek Lake."
"The longitude and latitude of ancient buildings!"
Listen to what he said to himself.
Chen Yulou opened his mouth immediately and softly uttered a few words.
Boom——
The moment two place names appeared.
Partridge Whistle felt as if there were a pair of big hands sorting out the confusing threads.
"Snake shape, dragon bone?"
Yes!
That day they entered the Worm Valley and killed a green-scaled python that had been entrenched in the stream and lake for many years and had turned into a demon. They then collected water drops, blood, and meat from the snake.
Only a huge snake bone was left.
The scenes of that day flashed before his eyes like a movie lens.
Eventually.
The white bones shining with white light in front of me completely overlapped with the tail bone of the python.
“Is this also a snake dragon?”
Partridge Whistle’s pupils dilated, he suppressed the shock in his heart, and exclaimed in disbelief.
How is it possible?
Whether it is a big snake, a frightened jackal, a giant python or an old dragon, as a dragon, shouldn’t the final destination be transformed into a dragon?
Why does it remain as it is?
Beyond demons and immortals and become a god?
“What exactly is it? Open all the stone boxes and put all the bones back together, and everything will naturally come to light.”
Chen Yulou was noncommittal.
Looking at Partridge Whistle’s reaction, we can tell that it may be difficult for them to accept such a conclusion.
“Yes...yes, yes!”
“Whether it is a snake, a dragon or a dragon, you will know if you try to put it together!” (End of this chapter)