Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 147 The Muchen Bead melts into Tai Sui Ning’s true body

"All things live together, and green trees live forever."

"Refining Qi and blood, condensing spiritual seeds, gathering the true body, and casting the Taoist body. From then on, break free from the shackles, become transcendent, live as long as the heaven and earth, travel in the nine heavens, and reach the ultimate realm of immortality."

Qingmu Longevity Kung Fu.

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 period of time traveling, Chen Yulou didn't care whether Zhuangzi or the mountain was taken care of by 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.

Chen Yulou also carefully studied Xuan Dao Gong countless times.

However, the final decision was made on Tai Sui.

He exhaled.

call--

Therefore, he had thought about it for a long time when he was gathering spiritual seeds.

Just step onto the path of spiritual practice.

It can be said to serve multiple purposes.

One can imagine how amazing Qingmu's longevity skill is.

While fighting upside down to find the pearl.

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.

But there is a high probability that he is practicing in escapism.

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.

The method of cultivating immortality that truly leads directly to the road to eternal life.

Then Pingshan and his party.

If there are no accidents, he can live to be five hundred years old without any illness or disaster.

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.

Standing high in the sky and looking out over the mountains is no simple matter.

But this is the first level.

From ancient times to the present, from emperors to poor people, who can resist the temptation of immortality?

Once the true body is condensed.

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.

Smelt Tai Sui and condense the true body.

The Yinxian Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and there may still be disciples of the sect still living in the world.

Step into the second level of Aoki Kung.

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.

Chen Yulou shook his head to disperse the distracting thoughts in his mind.

The medicine wall and the three dew pavilions of Yunzang Treasure Hall were looted.

Hold your breath and concentrate, and perform the Qingmu Longevity Technique.

Refining Qi and blood takes a hundred years, condenses spiritual seeds, and gathers the true body at two hundred years, giving a life span of five hundred years.

Only then did he condense the spiritual seed in one fell swoop.

Then he was asked to cleanse his marrow and cut his bones, surpassing the martial arts training of more than twenty years in the secular world, and step into the Qi refining level.

It is very likely that it condenses the inner elixir like the six-winged centipede.

The second point is naturally because compared to Guifang, Chixu, Kunlun, and Zhiye, they are rare and rare. Wannian Zhixian is located in Xuan Palace, the tomb of King Xian.

After building the foundation.

This is only the third level.

He brought back countless Zhicao elixirs and several inner elixirs.

But this is also his deduction. If you really want to practice, you still need to find the method behind building the basic skills.

What's more, Xuan Dao Kung can only refine Qi to build the foundation.

It is very consistent with the Aoki longevity technique.

It is equivalent to being reborn, and from then on the world and the world are separated, otherwise the Qi Refining Pass would not be called Yuelongmen.

One of them, Tai Sui, is immortal and can survive for tens of millions of years.

And Aoki's True Body is definitely the most critical part of Aoki's Longevity Technique.

In the sea of ​​​​qi, the majestic spiritual energy continued to refine the spiritual seed, making it look even more stunningly green, like a stunning emerald, completely natural.

Follow the merit.

The spiritual seeds also slowly emerged from the Qi Sea.

Hanging in mid-air in front of him.

Thousands of green lights illuminated him, making him look outstanding, with a calm demeanor and watery eyes.

……

"rise!"

Under the coffin room, deep in the shaft.

Holding the probing hook in hand, he first pulled out the corners of the coffin body, behind the four golden toes.

Partridge Whistle pressed the edge of the gap in 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 transport 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 light of the wind and lights, his skin and flesh 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 was no corpse air in the coffin.

Seeing this scene, even the well-informed Partridge Whistle couldn't help but feel frightened secretly.

He has seen countless living corpses, wet corpses, mummy corpses and even ice corpses in his life.

But no one has ever been so well preserved as the true body of King Xian in the coffin.

Not even those female corpses in Huludong Lake before.

King Xian gives people the feeling that he is really just sleeping, not dead.

At this moment, he was lying quietly in the Linzhi coffin, wearing a seven-way 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 didn't dare to relax at all.

Xian Wang's body is really weird.

How can anyone 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.

Got 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 neck of King Xian and slapped him with 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 situation, Hua Ling was not slow, and immediately stepped forward, patting King Xian's chin with one hand. His mouth immediately opened slightly, and the black pill in her open palm slid into King Xian's body accurately. In the mouth.

The corpse-fixing pill!

Anything that causes rigor mortis.

There is no way to escape the suppression and restraint of Danwan.

Seeing the corpse-fixing pill rolling into King Xian's belly, Partridge Whistle secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, I haven’t had time to get the exploration hook yet.

The old foreigner's suspicious voice reached his ears.

"Senior brother, look at his hands."

"hand?!"

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 were covered with ink jade rings between his ten fingers.

Especially the right hand.

Clenched into a tight ball.

There seems to be something hidden inside.

"Muchen Pearl?!"

Seeing this scene, Partridge Whistle's eyes suddenly lit up.

The palm of the hand was in the shape of an arch. No matter the size or style, it completely matched the Muchen Bead they were looking for.

"Give me the hook."

After taking several deep breaths, the firelight shone on Partridge Whistle's face, still unable to conceal his excitement.

"it is good."

The old foreigner's heart was in his throat at this moment, and he quickly handed over the detection hook without any delay.

Carrying the exploration hook.

Partridge Whistle tried to open King 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.

Instead, things like corpse wax and jade fragments fell from the palm of his hand.

It made him frown.

"Jade Armored Corpse?!"

"wrong."

The flower spirit on the side was still thinking quickly, and suddenly remembered the golden-armored shadow bone that he saw in the ghost coffin representing the netherworld before, and immediately reminded him.

"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 tailoring or splicing.

He looked at his chest and legs again, and the same thing happened.

However, through the wind lantern held by Hua Ling, he was keenly aware that King Xian's body 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-armored 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.

At this moment, with the turning, the entire coffin was also rising and falling, looking like a lonely boat in the sea.

It seems so.

The transformation of the body into jade seems to be related to Tai Sui itself.

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and when he couldn't figure them out, Partridge Whistle stopped thinking about them.

"Get out of the way, be careful not to hurt yourself."

Glancing at his junior brothers and sisters, Partridge Whistle said warmly.

The words fell.

When turning around.

The murderous intention between his brows was completely floating.

Don't say it's just a living corpse.

In front of Muchen Pearl, he dared to chop down even if it was the corpse of a deity or an emperor.

Holding the probing hook, he thrust it into King Xian's right hand and used 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 the mirror umbrella in her hand.

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 could tell what he was thinking from his tightly pursed lips and slightly trembling palms.

How dare Hua Ling delay?

He quickly retracted his mirror umbrella and shined the lamp in his left hand 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...why is it a peach stone bone?"

How can it be? !

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?

Partridge Whistle resisted the turmoil in his heart and looked down. When he saw the deteriorated peach core, his vision went dark and his mind instantly sank to the bottom.

How could this be?

The palpitations are clearly still there.

The moment he got close to 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, with sweetness rising 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 and fell on King Xian's mouth.

"Open your mouth and try!"

"Yes, senior brother!"

The old foreigner had 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 some kind of yin pearl in his mouth.

While he was talking, he jumped into the Linzhi coffin, and his hand with a golden glove was about to open King Xian's closed mouth.

only……

There was no time to make any movement.

Suddenly there was a strange sound 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.

I saw that at the entrance of the well, the light disappeared little by little.

She obviously left a wind lantern 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, just the moment she put it up, she noticed that the walls of the well were constantly squeezing closer to her.

"Senior...Senior brother, hurry, it's almost 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's expression changed and she 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 ropes in his hands to prevent King Xian from lifting up the body. The old foreigner did not dare to delay and forcefully opened King Xian's mouth.

only……

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 seemed like he would open his eyes and come alive at any moment.

This sudden scene made the old foreigner startled.

"Don't worry about it, let's see if there are any pill beads?"

Feeling the anger of his senior brother, the old foreigner's heart was shaken. Without any further hesitation, he suddenly exerted force on his hands and used all the horizontal kung fu he had learned throughout his life at this moment without reservation.

He forcefully pried open the jade mouth.

Look down.

Under that tongue, which was like a jade fetus, there was a walnut-sized bead that was filled with golden liquid, resembling gold but not jade.

Just a glimpse.

He felt an indescribable breath coming towards his face.

It's as if...the bead is still alive.

He was spying on himself deep inside King Xian's tongue.

"Muchen Pearl..."

"It's Muchen Bead!"

"Senior brother, it's really in his mouth."

The old foreigner's whole body was shaking.

For many years, he had dreamed of finding it, and now... he finally got what he wanted.

But, 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 seemed that what was sitting half in front of him in the coffin was 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 desperately grabbed the bead back.

Separated by 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.

"put!"

Feeling the overwhelming evil.

The partridge whistle had no time to judge whether it was true or false, so he 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.

"it is good……"

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 he breathed a sigh of relief.

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.

He was about to call his junior brothers and sisters to leave.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the coffin dedicated to the king.

Without the Muchen Bead, its face melted quickly... streams of pus seeped out from its 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 turned around slowly, his melting face staring at the three of them.

"Come on!"

"It's a fake corpse!"

(End of this chapter)