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

Chapter 215 Lu Zu explains the meaning of the sword and the flying sword
Push the door open and enter.

The hall was dark and deep.

It can be seen from the dust on the doors, windows and floor tiles that no one has come to Chunyang Hall for many years.

On the ferry outside Jiujiang City that day.

There was something wrong with what the old boatman said.

but.

It's normal when you think about it.

After all, the last time he came was ten or twenty years ago. At that time, Kuanglu Mountain was relatively peaceful. As one of the blessed places in the cave, there were countless hermits in the mountain.

The incense in Xianren Cave has not been cut off, and there are people who seek refuge from the world and practice Taoism, and they often come to clean and wipe it.

Another Taoist fell into the trap here.

The stone palace is not large in scale.

Hearing this, the old foreigner immediately took off his backpack, took out the fire sickle and flint and handed it over.

Taking the fire sickle, Partridge Whistle quickly walked to the stone platform outside the statue, briefly swept it, then lit the fire and relit the few remaining candles.

"Is the fire sickle considered a secret?"

However, in the past few years, bandits in Kuanglu Mountain caused disasters, and the people who lived in seclusion here had to escape to death. Even after Elder Liaochen suppressed the bandits, Chunyang Palace was still abandoned.

He completely regarded himself as a Taoist disciple.

A thick layer of incense ash fell on the altar.

But the stove was missing.

Lu Zu in the shrine is tall, his eyes are like fire, his clothes, beard and hair are all meticulous and the carvings are lifelike, obviously from the hands of famous craftsmen.

Look at the style of the idol.

From this point of view, the rumors should be true.

The most numerous of them is the Immortal Cave.

The mysterious feeling of the past has once again been restored in Chunyang Palace.

He didn't pay attention to it on weekdays, but now that he thought about it, he suddenly realized that no matter what time, the old foreigner seemed to be always in the bamboo basket.

The old foreigner frowned slightly and glanced at the hand on his shoulder.

Except for the stone statue of Lu Zu, there are almost no superfluous things in the temple.

Interpret the signature for others.

It's just too familiar.

Yang Fang is good at everything.

It should have been built in the early Ming Dynasty.

It is a single-story Xieshan-style building.

After getting along for so long, the two of them were quite familiar with each other. Now that he saw his senior brother, Partridge Whistle, walking away, he couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he approached and asked in a low voice.

As the curls of green smoke slowly spread around.

How could one see a Taoist temple in such a state of ruin?

That's why he said that the Immortal Cave is extremely efficacious.

By the flickering light.

"secret."

The group looked around.

It is said that after Zhu Yuanzhang became emperor, he compiled many myths in order to maintain his rule and prove his destiny.

Partridge Whistle had no choice but to find three relatively complete long incense sticks from the bamboo tube on the side. After lighting them, they inserted them into the cracks in the stone wall.

"Yes, senior brother."

"What are you doing carrying a basket on your back all day long?"

Born with a golden shape and wood, Taoist bones, fairy wind, crane crown on the back of a turtle, tiger body, dragon cheeks and phoenix eyes facing the sky, eyebrows entering the temples, eight feet and two inches in length, wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a long sword.

Yang Fang stared behind the old foreigner with a puzzled expression.

It is almost exactly the same as recorded in ancient books.

There is a high probability that they were taken away by those bandits who fell into disgrace here.

He finally saw the statue of Lu Zu clearly.

After entering the practice.

Seeing this scene, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Give me fire."

"You'd better not ask."

"Of course it's not a secret, but the one in the bamboo basket certainly is."

Hearing this, Yang Fang's mind was immediately aroused. Based on his understanding of the old foreigner, apart from the inseparable big bow, this was definitely the second thing that he could attach so much importance to.

"Forget it, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, what's the matter with your treasure that you can't see in person?"

Yang Fang glanced at the bamboo basket without moving his eyes.

I was thinking secretly in my mind.

But after several guesses, he rejected them one by one.

It looks quite heavy, so it shouldn't be a bright weapon. After all, people who move mountains to fight against others never seek wealth.

Moreover, for some reason, when he glanced over, there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

That's a keen sense of danger.

But the more this happened, the more curious Yang Fang became, the more he couldn't suppress his curiosity.

He couldn't figure out what it was.

Just a peek can make you feel like you are falling into a vicious nest.

His expression didn't reveal much, he just pretended to be impatient.

"Really want to see it?"

"Then don't blame me for not reminding you later."

The old foreigner suddenly smiled playfully.

He smiled.

Yang Fang, who was originally very curious, suddenly lost his mind.

"No, who are you trying to scare? There can't be a ghost hidden in a broken bamboo basket, right?"

"That can't be."

The old foreigner shook his head.

I looked in the direction of my senior brother again and saw that he was wiping the shrine and altar without paying attention to me. I was secretly relieved.

He motioned to Yang Fang and asked him to move faster.

Seeing this, Yang Fang couldn't help but feel his heart move. He took a deep breath, got behind him, reached out and quickly lifted up a corner of the bamboo basket.

boom--

just.

Just opened a gap.

A manic, wild and ferocious aura hit him like a flash flood.

But Yang Fang was already mentally prepared.

But faced with that unusual and strange aura.

The whole person still felt as if he had been hit hard, and he took several steps back. If it hadn't been for the Taoist talisman on the whip behind him that lit up on its own, interrupting the aura out of thin air.

Just a meeting.

He was about to suffer internal injuries.

"Mom...what the hell is this?"

Yang Fang looked in disbelief.

You know, the only time we lost to Kunlun.

He was quite convinced.

But the number of times I had sparred with the old foreigner was not ten but eight times. With my own skills and without using weapons, I could almost kill him at close range and crush him.

Now this guy is carrying a bamboo basket on his back.

He didn't even see the other party's figure.

Just force yourself back.

How could Yang Fang be convinced?

He took a deep breath and suppressed the chaotic blood.

However, compared to the recklessness just now, this time he showed much more caution. He held the magic whip in his backhand and approached carefully step by step.

I saw no movement in the bamboo basket.

Then he reached out his hand like lightning and opened the bamboo basket again.

A startling glance.

He finally saw clearly into the depths of the bamboo basket.

"Demon?!"

However, the moment his eyes fell, there were no other thoughts in his mind, only a sense of powerlessness and fear.

Two pairs of eyes as scarlet as blood.

Layers of stacked scales.

The limbs are thick and thick, shaped like an armored beast.

He is also well-informed, but he has never seen such a strange-looking thing.

Apart from demons, Yang Fang could not think of another possibility.

"Do you regret it?"

"Don't be curious, kid. It's fine now."

I saw him standing there in a daze.

The old foreigner patted him on the shoulder, smiled and walked past.

Until he walked away, Yang Fang still couldn't recover from the shock.

Before opening the basket, he thought about countless possibilities, but he never thought that the old foreigner would carry two monsters with him all day long?
Isn’t he a Taoist who moved mountains?

What a strange habit this is.

Yang Fang couldn't think of anything even if he broke his head.

but……

Today was undoubtedly a bizarre and bizarre day for him.

Shopkeeper Chen is a Taoist.

The three brothers and sisters who moved the mountain were also weird and unpredictable.

He now doubted whether the world was really as he saw it, or... there were too many unknown existences in the heaven and earth shrouded in clouds and mist.

Such as the demons, ghosts, immortals and spirits in rumors.

That's really the case.

That rice dumpling is easy to explain.

Over the years, I have been fighting everywhere, and I have killed many rigor mortis under the whip.

He had had doubts in the past, but the master only said that the thing with rigor mortis was not a ghost, but that it was because of too much evil and resentment during its lifetime, coupled with unfavorable Feng Shui and imbalance of yin and yang, that it would lead to death without stiffness.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that maybe he had been wrong all along.

"The shopkeeper?"

Just when he was thinking wildly.

Deep in the Chunyang Palace, a sound of surprise suddenly came.

Yang Fang woke up immediately and did not dare to think too much. He was afraid that all the concepts he had formed over the past twenty years would collapse in one day. He exhaled.

Then he walked towards the group of people as if nothing had happened.

When he got closer, he discovered that Chen Yulou had taken out a blue stone from behind the statue.

About half a meter long.

The middle of the stone is slightly sunken inwards.

It seemed like something had been polished on it.

It is somewhat similar to the whetstone used by master craftsmen.

But for some reason, Chen Yulou looked as if he had found a treasure. Yang Fang couldn't help but frown. Could a piece of broken stone still be a treasure?
Before today, he would have definitely scoffed.

But I have seen Chen Yulou’s tricks and the monsters in the old foreigner’s bamboo basket.

Right now, he no longer dared to look down upon her in the slightest.

"Shopkeeper Chen...is there anything extraordinary about this stone?"

Yang Fang pointed to the stone in his hand and tried to look calmer.

"Brother Yang Fang, have you ever heard of Jie Sword Stone?"

"Sword solution stone?"

Yang Fang looked stunned.

It was the Partridge Whistle on the side who reacted first.

"I heard there is a piece on Wudang Mountain."

"Brother Chen, is it the same artifact?"

Chen Yulou was carrying the sword-breaking stone that he had accidentally discovered. He couldn't hide the joy on his face.

"Brother Dao is only half right."

"The sword-unlocking stone in Wudang Mountain is because in the Ming Dynasty, the Wudang Taoist Sect had a transcendent status and was granted supreme power by the court. No matter who came to the sword-unlocking stone, he could untie the sword and dismount."

I heard Partridge Whistle talking about the Sword Jie Stone in Wudang Mountain.

Chen Yulou was not surprised at all.

His eyesight and knowledge are not inferior to his own, and it is reasonable to know his name.

but……

If only.

How could he be so excited?
With his level, even the sword-breaking stone in Wudang Mountain is not worth mentioning.

After all, it is nothing more than a stone.

But this bluestone is different now.

The word "jie" means "real solution" and "hardening".

"Could this be the bluestone that Lu Zu used to unlock his sword?"

Partridge Whistle raised his eyebrows.

A bold idea came to mind.

"Can't be wrong."

Chen Yulou nodded.

Before entering the Immortal Cave, he smiled and said to Yang Fang that there might be a chance at the place where Lu Zu practiced.

Unexpectedly, the word became a truth.

But this great opportunity did not fall on Yang Fang, but on himself.

Among the six of them, he was the only one who used a sword.

This is the solution to the sword stone.

In the secular world, it is only used for sharpening swords.

But Lu Zu’s thing, even a stone, was extraordinary.

Holding the Jie Jie Stone upside down at this moment, Chen Yulou could even feel the astonishing edge contained in it.

The dragon-scaled sword that was sheathed behind him was trembling even more.

It seemed like it would burst out of its sheath at any moment.

Except that Lu Zu had used it to unlock his sword, Chen Yulou could not think of any possibility.

After all, although Lu Zu was the founder of the Danding Sect, the most amazing act in his life was to kill the Yellow Dragon with a flying sword.

Therefore, he is also known as the Sword Immortal.

It is said that he met Master Huolong in Mount Lu and was taught the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique and the Taoist method of restraining golden elixirs. He then entered Taoism and practiced until he reached immortality.

We can also get a glimpse of it from the poems he wrote in his life.

"In the past eight hundred years of my life, I have never beheaded anyone with a flying sword."

'A sword flew into the air and flew away again, startling old Long Mian in the cave'

'Go thousands of miles in the air with a sword, farewell in one update and I will come back in second update'

In just a few words, the image of the Sword Immortal has already appeared on the page.

It's a pity that Lu Zu took his flying sword with him when he ascended. Otherwise, if his sword could be found, even if the snake god was reborn, Chen Yulou would dare to fight alone.

But nothing.

The sword-solving stone is also a good thing that is unparalleled in the world.

The sword intent sealed in it was definitely something he had never seen before.

He has kept his dragon scale sword for so long.

The sword intent is not even one percent of its strength.

When the Dragon Scale Sword was released in Shijun Mountain a few months ago, he was still thinking about whether he could find a sword-nurturing gourd to contain the sword's power.

Unexpectedly, I would be able to obtain Lu Zu’s sword-resolving stone today.

It's no worse than raising a sword gourd.

If the dragon scale sword can eat away the sword intention in the sword stone.

At that time, it will not only be a great evil weapon, but a Taoist magic weapon, left behind by the true immortal.

"and many more……"

Yang Fang was still pretending to be calm.

Heard the two talking.

The heart that was already severely impacted will become even more fragile, as if it can be broken into countless pieces with a gentle push.

"Shopkeeper Chen, do you mean that Lu Zu is not a mythical figure, and that he ascended to immortality...is it true?"

Hear that trill.

And the disbelief on Yang Fang's face could not be concealed at all.

Chen Yulou, who was staring blankly at the sword-breaking stone in his hand, couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

"Lu Zu was a person from the Tang Dynasty and the founder of the Danding School of Taoism. The figure clearly recorded in the history books is of course true. How could it be made up at will?"

"As for ascending to immortality..."

Chen Yulou glanced at him with a smile.

"If you believe it, there will be it. If you don't believe it, there will be nothing."

"Brother Yang Fang, don't be too entangled."

However, as soon as these words came out, instead of being comforted, Yang Fang became more and more confused.

Gather water to make people and feed monsters.

In addition, when I was in Chenjiazhuang some time ago, I kept hearing people talk about a eloquent ape on the village.

But I never had the chance to see him.

He didn't take it seriously.

I just thought the banker was exaggerating.

But now that he thought about it, he felt more and more wrong.

Since there are ascetics and demons, then gods...may also exist.

Therefore, when he was outside the sword washing pool before, shopkeeper Chen told himself to be careful about what he said and said that there was a god with his head raised. He was clearly reminding himself secretly.

"Gudong-"

Think of this.

Yang Fang couldn't help but swallowed hard.

Out of the corner of his eye, he quietly glanced at the statue of Lu Zu in the shrine.

Previously, he only felt that the craftsman's craftsmanship was really superb, and the carvings were lifelike and lifelike.

But looking at it now, he felt like his scalp was numb.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and didn't dare to look around again.

"Well, that shopkeeper Chen, I said something wrong before and was too disrespectful to the old man Lu Zu. Can I burn incense sticks and kowtow a few times and everything will be fine?"

"can."

"That's okay..."

Got a positive answer.

Yang Fang didn't dare to delay. He pulled the futon on the ground and knelt down. He kowtowed several times in a row without forgetting the words in his mouth.

This scene made everyone laugh.

I almost didn't stop.

How frivolous he was outside before, now he is so awe-inspiring.

"That's enough, that's enough, brother Yang Fang, just be sincere."

Seeing that he had no intention of getting up for a long time, Chen Yulou patted his shoulder and smiled.

Yang Fang then stood up.

His face no longer had the cynical look of the past.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a Taoist believer.

Chen Yulou suppressed his smile and did not point out that today's incident was indeed a huge shock to him in a short period of time, but at the same time, it also opened a window for him.

The horizons are no longer limited to mere arenas.

Martial arts fists and kicks.

Wait until when he comes out.

It’s definitely a time for a rebirth.

Without wasting any time, Chen Yulou took the Jie Jianshi and led the group of people back the way they came.

Passing through more than ten peaks, it was not until sunset that we finally arrived outside Wuku Temple.

just.

What surprised the group.

Elder Liaochen, who had been in seclusion for many days and devoted himself to deciphering the Dragon Bone Heavenly Book, unexpectedly appeared in the temple.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the hall.

"Could it be..."

I saw the old figure from a distance.

Partridge Whistle couldn't help but feel shocked, his face full of anticipation.

But what followed was an indescribable tension.

Hua Ling and the old foreigner on the side had clearly thought of this step, and their expressions that were still chatting and laughing suddenly became tense.

"don’t worry."

"Now that Elder Liaochen is out of seclusion, there must be progress."

(End of this chapter)