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

Chapter 163 The remnants of the Incense Yin Goddess Jurchen
This result.

This is something Chen Yulou never thought of.

Although from the very beginning, crossing the lake, crossing the different-bottomed cave, and hunting undead insects, he was heading towards the Kunlun Fetus.

But just think of it as a natural medicine.

Now, what he saw from Xi Gu simply shattered his understanding of Kunlun fetuses.

but……

If you think about it seriously, it seems to be expected.

The Kunlun fetus is a natural spiritual creature, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a born god.

What does it mean to communicate with the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth?
However, the Yi people from the Wangman tribe were limited by their vision and were frightened by ghosts and gods, so they only discovered the ability between divination and pharmacology.

Think of this.

"Yes!"

It shook open with a crash.

It adds a bit of people's anger.

"Uluo, get up as a god!"

On the contrary, it is the same as the ancient raccoon monument in Yizhuang, Pingshan.

The dark shadow lurking in the smoke above his head was like a converged light and shadow, suddenly burrowing back into his frail body. At the same time, his dark eyes returned to turbidity.

"The power of incense..."

As the drums beat.

He knew better than anyone else that the true form of the mountain ghost, the ancient mandrill, had long since died, and even his bones had been fused by Yuan Hong and turned into a pile of ashes.

Ancient and mysterious.

The long cloth is densely dyed with countless patterns.

Take out a long piece of tie-dyed cloth from the bamboo basket.

Green smoke curled up.

It seemed that he had come to life completely.

but.

Thinking of this, Chen Yulou already had a guess in his mind.

It's unbelievable.

In such a short time.

It also made him a little less weird.

The body of the wooden clay sculpture seemed to glow with golden rays of light.

This guess should be closest to the truth.

Chen Yulou looked even more surprised.

Wu Luo, who had been waiting for a long time, did not dare to hesitate. He immediately stood up and strode outside the shrine.

"Boom-"

Now, it can actually come back to life.

The two completely different voices intertwined, forming an indescribable sense of harmony in the temple.

In his trance.

Xigu pressed his hands on the Crow drum, and the thunderous sound of the drum was suddenly cut off, leaving only a buzzing trembling.

Ups and downs, high and low, heavy drums and low chants.

When his spiritual consciousness passed through the rays of light on the statue, he suddenly realized that it was a breath different from vitality, blood, spiritual energy and demonic power.

Xigu opened his eyes suddenly.

See this scene.

But what is completely different is the mountain god statue in the temple.

Right in his God Room.

In the temple inside the gate, a thunderous drum sound suddenly came out.

Xigu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, seemed to have used all his strength to knock down the long bones in his hands, and the drum surface made of human skin was deeply dented inward.

The old raccoon dog he bumped into looked somewhat similar.

The confusion in Chen Yulou's eyes gradually dissipated.

The sound of chanting sutras in his mouth also stopped suddenly.

A deep sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

It is somewhat similar to the ancient totems seen on the stone sculptures that day.

Partridge Whistle obviously recognized it.

A pair of deep eyes narrowed slightly.

Although he tried his best to hide it, the subtle changes in his expression could not be hidden from others.

but.

At this moment, everyone in the temple was focused on Uluo, and no one noticed anything strange about him.

The longer you enter the Worm Valley.

The various connections between Maluzhai and the Wangman tribe have become increasingly close.

In every aspect.

Especially the details are more obvious.

Carefully put the long tie-dyed cloth over the mountain ghost statue.

In an instant.

That amazing aura seemed to be cut off and disappeared without a trace.

As for the two clay sculptures of little ghosts holding gourds and toads next to them.

Wrap it carefully with tissue paper as well.

Do it all.

Uluo and others then got off the bridge sedan and invited the three statues into it.

"call--"

until the end of this step.

Xigu and Toge both breathed a sigh of relief.

Inviting gods and releasing ghosts are all important matters, and there is no room for carelessness.

What's more, it's Ava, the mountain ghost who has been dead for thousands of years.

The previous divination was actually asking for its opinion. If the mountain ghost was unwilling to leave, it would be in vain for Lord Long Mo to go to Maluzhai no matter how much he did.

now.

Entered the bridge sedan.

The only thing you need to worry about is going back.

From the time when the poisonous miasma outside the valley dissipated until now.

Almost half a day has passed.

In the remaining eighteen villages, anyone who is not blind can detect the changes here.

The Insect Valley, which has been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, is undoubtedly a huge treasure house, and how tempting it is to the mountain people who rely on the mountains to eat.

Xigu couldn’t be more clear.

That is to say, they have more important things to do during this trip.

Otherwise, they would have broken in and grabbed the good stuff by now.

After handing the drums, long bones and divination tools to a young man for safekeeping, Xigu took a deep breath and then walked quickly outside the temple.

"You four have been waiting for a long time."

He bowed his hands to several people with an apologetic expression.

During this period, he also learned some basic Han etiquette.

It's just that the movements are not that smooth.

"You're welcome, Qiuda."

Chen Yulou quickly took a step away, not daring to accept the courtesy, and shook his head.

Then he looked at Xigu calmly.

Seems to be waiting for his next step.

"Dana, I have something to ask of you. There may be foreign spies on the way back. We two old guys are useless. I hope the four of you can help escort us."

Xigu didn't waste any time and begged with his fists in his hands.

This little thing.

How could Chen Yulou refuse, so he immediately agreed.

During this period of time, it was difficult to find a place to stay, let alone drinking and eating meat, if Maluzhai was not taking them in.

Brief explanation.

The group of people didn't waste any time and quickly turned back along the way they came.

The partridge whistle and the old foreigner brothers were responsible for clearing the way forward.

Kunlun and the remaining people came to the rear.

Chen Yulou personally raided the formation.

At the moment of leaving the temple.

The majestic spiritual consciousness has already poured out like rain all over the sky.

It looked like he was strolling leisurely through the dense forest, but in fact, the area within tens of meters outside him was as clear to him as if he was very close at hand.

Birds stayed in the forest tips, insects hid in the gaps in the mountains, and unknown beasts spied on the group from a distance.

There are also two cliffs.

Birds of prey such as golden eagles and falcons can be seen overlooking the valley from a high altitude, and they seem to be about to kill them at any time.

After stepping into the golden elixir realm half a step.

This is the first time that Chen Yulou has activated his consciousness almost without reservation.

Before, he used his spiritual consciousness to integrate a pair of night eyes.

No matter night or dark fog.

Can be easily penetrated.

But now his consciousness was enough to cover ten feet around him. The moment it dispersed, he felt as if he had contracted dozens of raptors at the same time and had nearly a hundred pairs of eyes.

Unless a meteorite falls.

There was no warning, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

Otherwise... it would be extremely difficult to hurt him.

It's fine in the valley.

But as soon as he passed the underground Yin River, a wave of energy fluctuations was immediately transmitted back to his consciousness, which was shaped like rain all over the sky.

Either in groups of three or five, or in groups of more than ten.

Walking through the mountains and forests.

Along the way, they excavated elixirs from the mountains and hunted wild animals. Some people ventured into the collapsed ruins, hoping to find treasures from ancient times within the ruins. Chen Yulou at this moment.

Just like using the void to control the sky.

Have a panoramic view of the situation in the valley.

Those people had a clear respect for each other, and they looked similar, but their clothing and appearance had their own characteristics.

Such as occupying a few people in a ruins outside the valley lake.

Although the quantity is minimal.

There were only four or five people.

But all of them were carrying bone spears and carrying large bows, and their long hair was simply tied behind their heads with hemp ropes.

Their bare upper bodies were covered with large tattoos, and their faces were covered with devil masks, making them look even more sinister.

"Jurchen tribe..."

Just a glance.

Chen Yulou had a guess in his mind.

When he first sailed across the river, he heard Ba Mo, the captain of the boat, mention that there were countless natives in the Yunnan and Yue lands, and that descendants of ancient tribes such as Di Qiang and San Miao had lived around Zhelong Mountain for generations.

The most mysterious among them is undoubtedly the Jurchen.

Among the 19 villages in Zhelong Mountain, they occupy the most bitter and cold place.

There is no other reason.

Since the destruction of the Jin Dynasty, various Jurchen tribes have either retreated to the Blackwater Wasteland or dispersed to live in seclusion in various places.

That's the case with this one.

For seven hundred years, they have always maintained a scale of one hundred or ten people.

For the descendants of Diqiang and Sanmiao, Zhelong Mountain is remote and bitterly cold, but for the remaining Jurchens, compared to Jianzhou, Haixi, and Heishui, this place is no different from paradise.

So even though it’s so cold in the mountains and forests.

They also only used an animal skin to cover themselves against the cold.

Moreover, the mountains are rich in materials and luxuriant water and grass.

Whether hunting or nomadic, they are almost as comfortable as a fish in water.

However, the Jurchen clan rarely communicates with outsiders, even other villages that have lived together for generations.

Chen Yulou's original plan.

It goes straight through it.

The soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth. How could a few native tribes stop him?

But after the Kunlun fetus in Xi Gu's body woke up, he seemed to be able to detect something strange.

"Dana, let's go around from the right side."

"……it is good."

She looked back at him.

In Xigu's deep-set eyes, there flashed a hint of wisdom that only belonged to the older generation.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

He knew exactly what Xi Gu was thinking.

Please invite the mountain ghosts and gods to return to the village on this journey. The mountains are high and the road is far. It is best to go with all your strength if you can't afford to conflict.

In particular, the people from Mengla Village, the sworn enemy, have never been seen.

This is undoubtedly a knife hanging above the head.

Don't know when it will fall.

"Brother Taoist, walk along the lake and under the cliff to avoid it."

Looking back at the figure on the bamboo raft in front, Chen Yulou lowered his voice and warned.

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle subconsciously looked ahead.

The light coming from the hole was already close at hand.

Is there danger? !

He frowned slightly, and an idea came to his mind.

"Old foreigner, be careful."

Partridge Whistle didn't dare to think too much. Since Pingshan, he and Chen Yulou had stolen two great treasures in a row. He had actually already noticed that Chen Yulou seemed to have some ability to predict the unknown.

I don’t know if it’s a Feng Shui technique or a spiritual practice.

Or maybe he was a prophet like his own.

He is born with this ability.

However, since Chen Yulou reminded him, he didn't dare to be distracted, so he immediately reminded his junior brother in a low voice.

"Yes, senior brother."

The two brothers held a bamboo raft and rushed out of the underground river, and a large body of water suddenly came into view.

Cross forward and you will reach the shore.

But Partridge Whistle stabbed the long pole into the water behind him, and his arms exploded with skill. The bamboo raft drew a semicircle on the lake, and the head and tail of the bamboo raft were instantly switched.

Behind him, everyone in Maluzhai saw this.

Both eyes couldn't help but light up.

Normally, they would have cheered loudly, but now they were so dangerous and perilous that they could only suppress their excitement.

He took the helm of the boat and followed him.

The cliffs are covered with ancient pothos vines, and the bamboo rafts walking among them are like pulling up a curtain.

Unless you want to patrol.

Otherwise, most people wouldn't notice it at all.

At least the Jurchen natives facing each other across the lake did not notice anything strange on the lake at all.

He just carried the bone spear and searched back and forth among the ruins covered with shrubs.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

When they spat and cursed a few dialects, they came out.

Chen Yulou and his party have also bypassed the big lake.

Ashore from a Snake River tributary.

The ancient city wall that cut off the river's flow is still vivid in our minds.

But Xigu, Toge and his gang had no time to do this.

Just a quick trip across Worm Valley.

Along the way, I met at least three or four groups of people, all of them filled with murderous intent, obviously coming for the Worm Valley Treasure House.

Covered by Chen Yulou's spiritual consciousness, the two sides had never met each other.

Less than half an hour.

They climbed back onto the ridge.

"Qiuda, do you want to call Bai Luo over?"

Wu Luo temporarily replaced the bridge sedan, took a few sips from the kettle, and then asked Xigu.

"It doesn't have to be..."

Xigu shook his head.

Hai Dongqing's goal is too big, which will expose their whereabouts.

In addition, he could actually faintly notice something along the way.

The corner of his eye fell on the blue-shirted figure beside him.

This young man named Chen is far more mysterious than he imagined.

No wonder I communicated with the ghosts in my body in the mountain temple before.

The latter rarely warned him several times.

Someone snoops.

Although he seemed calm at that time, he actually had murderous intentions, but... he didn't think about the four Chen Yulou people, he just thought they were wizards and ghosts from other villages.

But when he signaled Uro.

The invisible sense of voyeurism disappeared like an ebbing tide.

In addition, there is no delay in asking the gods for divination.

This matter was hidden in his heart.

On the way out of the valley, he gradually felt a clue, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

"Dana, we're in trouble!"

Ignoring Uro's astonished gaze.

Xigu took a deep breath and cupped his hands towards Chen Yulou.

"Serious words."

Facing his eyes covered with traces of countless years, Chen Yulou's heart moved.

He knew that he couldn't hide it from the old man after all.

but.

Since Xigu didn't point it out.

Chen Yulou naturally wouldn't say much.

He agreed with a faint smile.

Then he glanced at the Partridge Sentinel brothers who were clearing the way. The two of them knew it well and did not waste any time. They quickly went down the mountain and plunged into the vast snow forest.

Uluo, who was supporting Xigu, wanted to speak several times, but when the words finally came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

because.

All the way to the outside of Malu Village.

Batu and the others, who were always wary and worried, seemed to have disappeared, never appearing from the beginning to the end.

This made him simply puzzled.

Met several times in the morning.

The fierce light in the wolf cub's eyes clearly told him that Mengla Village would not miss this opportunity.

After crossing the Snake River wooden bridge and entering the village, his doubts reached their peak.

I can't understand it at all.

Why did things develop to this point.

"Qiuda?"

Xigu reached out and patted his shoulder.

Those cloudy eyes seemed to be able to penetrate his heart, and he just shook his head and smiled.

"If you don't understand, then don't think too much."

"You just need to remember... there are people in this world who are different from others. We are both old. You kid's vision must not be limited to Zhelong Mountain."

"Look far away, look high."

(End of this chapter)