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

"Damn, why is it so cold?"

"Isn't there an ice hole underneath?"

The cold air was surging.

Even though the group of people were full of energy and vitality, they still felt a piercing sensation at this moment.

He subconsciously pulled his collar, and the hot air he exhaled passed through the cave entrance and almost instantly condensed into a ball of frost mist. The strange change left several people dumbfounded, and they couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

Because it was cold winter when we arrived in Xinjiang.

Along the way, they passed through the Tianshan Mountains and snow-capped peaks, with cold winds as sharp as knives and ice chips as big as stones hitting their faces.

But right now...

In this seemingly ordinary tunnel, I felt an unprecedented coldness.

Not right.

So wrong.

Generally speaking, caves are warm in winter and cool in summer, and anyone with a little knowledge knows this.

Just like before on top of the head.

Although the underground palace is close to the Zidu Dark River, the river water from melted ice and snow flows through the city, and the only feeling is that it is very humid.

Even when busy.

Many of the waiters were sweating profusely from the heat and took off their robes and jackets.

"It's strange. The temperature is so different just one step away."

Partridge Whistle stretched out his hand.

Feel it carefully.

There is neither a door nor a barrier in front of me, but the feeling is completely different.

“Maybe it’s the Feng Shui balance.”

Chen Yulou looked at it intently, and suddenly an idea came to his mind, and he blurted out.

"what?"

"Brother, do you still remember Lingyun Palace?"

I heard the three words Lingyun Palace.

It seemed as if countless images flashed before Partridge Whistle's sight. Time went back, and scenes from King Xian's tomb at the foot of Zhalong Mountain reappeared in his mind.

Spiral up along the plank road on the cliff.

Walk all the way to the palace that seems to be built on the top of the clouds.

It's also just a door away.

There was mist under the stone steps, and the cliff walls were covered with moss and green lichens, with water drops like waterfalls, but when you walked past the stone steps, it was extremely dry, without a trace of moisture.

They argued for a long time at that time.

It was finally confirmed that it was because of the water dragon's dizziness.

The dragon energy from underground rises, forming an invisible air barrier that isolates the water mist from outside.

Only in this way can the Huixian Palace, although located under a waterfall, remain intact and as solid as a rock for two thousand years.

"So, Brother Chen, what you mean is that the dragon vein is dormant under the Shuanghei Mountain, which is why it is like this?"

Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle said thoughtfully.

When they arrived outside Shuanghei Mountain a few days ago, they looked at the mountain range that looked like a black dragon from afar and felt that the terrain was majestic and the scenery was magnificent, as if it was swallowing up the heaven and earth.

However, after entering the ancient city, this feeling was weakened a lot.

Now that I think about it.

It's nothing more than yellow sand covering the ancient city and changing the terrain.

It makes it difficult to see the truth.

Another reason is that most of the attention is attracted by the sudden and bizarre changes in the city.

Just like now, when seeing such a strange change, the first thing that comes to mind is not the feng shui and terrain, but rather wondering whether it is another round light magic or corpse flower illusion.

"It shouldn't be wrong."

Chen Yulou nodded.

As he spoke, he did not look back, but stared into the depths of the tunnel.

In the eyes of the people with their backs to the group.

There is a faint golden light floating.

To him, the cold is not fatal, and Feng Shui can hardly kill people, but the ubiquitous black snakes are extremely dangerous.

However, after concentrating for a while, he did not detect any remaining demonic energy.

This means there is no black snake hidden in the cave.

At least that's the case for this part.

but……

Wherever the spiritual eyes scan.

The yin energy in the darkness was surprisingly thick, as if it had materialized, as if one could scoop it up with one's hand and turn it into a handful of cold water that would chill one to the bone.

"I'll explore the way."

"Follow me."

After secretly letting out a breath, Chen Yulou withdrew his gaze and spoke to the people behind him.

"Shopkeeper Chen, the umbrella is for you."

"If something changes, we can take precautions in time."

Seeing that he was about to get up with a lantern in his hand, the old foreigner hurriedly took out his umbrella and was about to hand it to him.

However, Chen Yulou did not go to answer it.

"No need."

"The tunnel is winding and narrow, so the mirror umbrella is inconvenient."

The crack in front of him stretched endlessly, at least so far he couldn't see the bottom. The narrowest part was just wide enough for one person to pass through, so he couldn't use the Mirror Umbrella at all.

What's more.

If there is a sudden danger.

With his skills, he is absolutely confident that he can avoid even the most deadly thing like the Death Nail.

There is no need for a mirror umbrella at all.

"it is good."

The old foreigner agreed when he heard it.

Although the mirror umbrella is impervious to water and fire, and indestructible by swords and guns, it is definitely a powerful weapon in the hands of ordinary people. But for Chen Yulou, it will delay the journey.

He did not waste any time and put the umbrella back behind his back.

The Jiaoshe bow is also inconvenient to use in this environment.

I just took out the Miao Dao that I hadn't used for a long time.

A group of four people entered the door one after another and walked straight in despite the freezing cold.

The stone walls were frozen and the temperature dropped as one went deeper.

At the back, with the help of the lamplight, one could even see a layer of ice condensed on the stone wall.

No one spoke.

In the darkness, the only sounds were the muffled breathing of a group of people and the thumping sounds of their strides.

About half an hour later.

The tunnel beneath him reached the bottom again and turned to the left. Chen Yulou took the lead, just glanced away, and without hesitation, he stepped into it.

"Manager Chen, is the terrain...going downhill?"

Yang Fang held it in all the way.

At this moment, I finally couldn't help but speak.

The two connected tunnels appear to be flat, but there are extremely subtle changes in them.

After a silent estimate, he felt that they had walked at least several meters down out of the distance of several dozen meters.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the old foreigner immediately said.

"It seems to be a spiral inlet?"

It is almost identical to the plank roads seen on the murals that day, with the only difference being that the bottomless ghost cave has not yet been seen.

"Yes."

Chen Yulou looked at the two of them with appreciation.

He had already refined his spiritual awareness and could perceive the changes more clearly and intuitively than the others.

They are able to sense something in such a short period of time.

It is enough to explain many things.

"Does that mean... it's almost here?"

Yang Fang couldn't help but feel moved when he got the recognition.

"So eager to kill a god?"

Hearing this, Chen Yulou smiled.

Yang Fang didn't dare to respond.

So far, the monster he had seen... not counting the armored beast, Yuan Hong and Luo Fu, was only the mother snake that was killed before.

And he didn't put in much effort in the encirclement and suppression.

He immediately waved his hands.

“It’s not urgent.”

Seeing this, the remaining three people couldn't help but smile at each other.

The originally heavy atmosphere was eased a lot because of this.

Although it is still unclear what the ancient gods are, from what they have seen and heard along the way, they are very clear about one thing, that is, the gods worshipped by the ancient Jingjue people are by no means comparable to the big ghosts believed in by the Wa people in Maluzhai.

The ghosts and gods in the mountains are illusory and difficult to understand.

God...how terrifying is that?
That is to say, Yang Fang is young and ignorant and fearless.

At least Partridge Whistle's mind was as tense as a bowstring throughout the journey.

The ancient sage died suddenly after just one look.

Although he has entered the realm of cultivation now, he knows that his ability is far from enough to kill gods. After all, Taoist magic can only suppress the outbreak of ghost curses for a short time.

But once you enter the Western Regions and are still a thousand miles away from the ancient gods, the ghost curse that has been dormant for months will reappear.

Killing gods with flesh and blood does sound exciting and heart-stirring, but the gap between humans and gods is like an ant trying to shake a tree.

So, even if we find the ghost cave.

Finally, about the matter of the Ancient Gods.

The probability is that it will still fall on Chen Yulou.

Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but glance at him. Although it was just a back view, that casual feeling could not be faked.

For a while.

He couldn't even tell.

Is this Brother Chen confident or fearless?

"Be careful."

Seeing that he didn't delay, he took a breath and continued on his way.

Partridge Whistle whispered a reminder to the old foreigner.

Take ten thousand steps back.

Even if I fail to kill the god, I must succeed in removing the curse from his body.

The Zagrama clan can no longer wait.

Hua Ling is still outside, and she must be feeling uneasy and anxious right now.

But the more this is the case, the more you cannot be impatient and you must be extremely cautious. Chaos will lead to changes, and when facing an indescribable ancient god, you cannot afford to panic.

At the front, Chen Yulou shook his head secretly.

Although Partridge Whistle's gaze was obscure, how could it escape his detection? Under his divine sense, everything was covered.

But even he probably couldn't guess it.

Although he seemed calm, he was the only one who knew that it was not a matter of confidence.

On the contrary, compared to the four people behind him, his heartstrings were even more tense at this moment.

But the arrow is on the string and has to be shot.

Now that you're at the ghost cave, wouldn't it be a pity if you don't go and see it?
Take a deep breath.

Unconsciously, the cold had become even worse. The light reflected from the stone walls on both sides was hazy, as if one had entered an ice cave, with the frozen ice layer wrapping the cliffs tightly.

Even if you just breathe, the cold air flowing through your chest will make you feel stiff limbs and stagnant blood.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been unable to move by now.

Cold comes second.

The invisible cold wind in the air was enough to blow out the three life flames on their shoulders.

The group of five continued to go deeper along the spiral tunnel under the mountains.

He walked with his head down for more than half an hour.

No one spoke.

Suddenly.

Yang Fang saw the tall and thin figure in front of him out of the corner of his eye and stopped for a moment. His eyes jumped and he subconsciously retracted his steps.

At the same time, he gestured to stop.

"Shopkeeper Chen..."

"Look!"

He hasn't finished a sentence yet.

He was interrupted by Chen Yulou, and his tone at this moment revealed an unprecedented shock.

Several people noticed something was wrong.

Subconsciously, I held my breath and looked in the direction he pointed.

In the darkness where the lantern cannot reach.

Fluorescent trance.

It was as if countless ghost lights were floating around.

A huge figure was faintly reflected.

Yang Fang opened his eyes wide, trying to see what it was.

But even with a natural night vision, the darkness ahead was too deep. He could only vaguely make out that the shadow was extremely vast and huge, about six or seven meters high, and those ghost-like fluorescent lights were flickering back and forth around it.

The key is.

For some reason, spying on the dark shadow made him feel an indescribable palpitation.

It was as if it was something that could not be looked at directly.

But what he didn't know was that compared to him who was only feeling palpitations, the two brothers of Partridge Whistle behind him seemed to be stuck in a quagmire in an instant.

An invisible pair of hands grabbed my throat.

To the point where I couldn't breathe.

"That is……"

The old foreigner desperately pulled open his collar, trying to make himself breathe more smoothly.

Breathing heavily.

A face full of fear and anxiety.

He had never felt this way about anything in a long time.

I haven't even seen what my opponent is yet.

Just let him be the mountain that overwhelms you.

"Montenegro!"

“It’s a black rock.”

Chen Yulou explained softly.

At this moment, he was also bearing unimaginable gravity, but his eyes were clearer than ever before, and even revealed a bit of unspeakable surprise.

"Montenegro?"

Partridge Whistle's brows were furrowed, and the knuckles of his fingers, which were holding the vajra dagger, had turned white from using too much force.

"To be precise, it was Mahakala striking the mountain with thunder."

That's right.

Beneath the endless underground of Kunlun Palace is the mysterious Thunder Mountain.

However, that one was projected from here, and the one in front of us... is the real one.

"Thunder Mountain?"

"What is this?"

Several people were confused.

They had never heard this name before, and this was completely the first time.

"There is a history book circulating in the snowy region, which is a poem and poetry by King Gesar, in which this mysterious black mountain is recorded. Mahakala Thunder Mountain is the Chinese translation, and its original name is Maga Manningdun."

"It means the demon that controls the ore."

Chen Yulou continued speaking.

Telling everything he knew.

"So what does this have to do with... the Ancient God?"

Yang Fang's brows were almost wrinkled into a shape of a "川" (river).

He showed amazing talent since he was young, and there was almost no obstacle for him in both the inheritance of tomb-robbing and the practice of martial arts.

That's why Jin Suanpan chose him as his successor.

He even mentioned many times that his disciple would definitely surpass him in the future.

Yang Fang himself thinks so too.

But ever since he entered this damn place, he had been feeling powerless and desperate.

These were all areas he had never touched before.

"Thunder Mountain... is the gate to the Ghost Cave!"

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"After passing this place, we can enter the ghost cave?"

Yang Fang suddenly understood.

But no one responded to him.

Because Chen Yulou suddenly threw the lantern in his hand out, the fire cut through the darkness, and everyone subconsciously stared at it and looked around.

In front of the tunnel.

It is a boundless underground cave.

The Black Mountain stands in the middle of it.

The wind lantern crashed into the Thunder Mountain with a bang, the glass cover shattered instantly, and flames scattered like rain. The group of people could finally barely see the appearance of the Black Mountain.

The overall shape is conical.

It's like a pagoda.

Irregular stones are piled up one after another, but strangely, Jilei Mountain does not show any signs of collapse.

You know, as they walked along, they saw tiny cracks everywhere in the tunnel and fallen rocks all over the ground. It can also be inferred that for countless years, the Shuanghei Mountain area was far from being as peaceful as it seemed.

There were at least several earthquakes.

It is a miracle that such a winding mountain can survive until now.

Several people sighed inwardly.

But just as this thought came to mind, in the dying fire, the fluorescent ghost lights finally revealed their true appearance.

It was clearly countless black snakes with huge pupils on their heads entwined around the Thunder Mountain.

And on top of the mountain.

There was a giant snake coiled around it that was more than ten meters long, covered with shiny black scales and as eerie as a ghost.

The 'spire' they saw was its head raised high! (End of this chapter)