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

Nearly a hundred meters under deep water.

Suddenly a light appeared.

Apart from the ancient city that Lao Jiao regarded as a palace, Chen Yulou could not think of a second possibility.

and.

According to what Wu Yi said that day.

The old dragon placed a number of luminous pearls in the Dragon Palace, which served as lamps to illuminate all directions.

Now looking at it, the ray of light in the water is shrouded in mist, just like the moonlight in the water, which corresponds to the real one.

Think of this.

Chen Yulou's heart moved, and without hesitation, he crossed the water and headed straight for the faint light.

As the water depth continues to decrease.

It was getting darker all around.

It was pitch dark.

But the ray of light mist became clearer and clearer, and gradually, a huge black shadow emerged under the water. Looking down, it was the outline of an ancient city.

Countless houses are lined up one after another.

Just sinking quietly to the bottom of the water.

Fish swam back and forth among the houses.

This scene looked so quiet and eerie that even Chen Yulou, who had seen countless things, couldn't help but slow down his pace, with a complicated look in his eyes.

He thought again of the day he landed on the island.

Listen to the rumor told by the captain.

It is said that there was once a prosperous city by the lake, but overnight, the ground collapsed and the entire city sank into the lake.

There are tens of thousands of people in the city.

Then he was eaten by a fish.

Hundreds of years passed, and no one knew about this incident except the fishermen on the lake who passed it down from generation to generation, as if the ancient city had never appeared and the residents in the city had never lived in the world.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes now.

perhaps……

Chen Yulou would just treat it as a rumor and laugh it off.

But now, when he combined the two and looked at it again, he felt that the underwater ancient city was indescribably eerie and terrifying.

It's like a hell on earth.

I wonder if those ghosts are still trapped in the city, unable to even reincarnate.

call--

I don’t know how much time passed.

He gradually came to his senses, exhaled, walked past a group of big fish, and headed straight into the city.

Walking on the long street.

Most of the houses on both sides have collapsed.

The stone bricks were covered with moss, and even a few dead bones could be seen from time to time.

After walking forward for dozens of steps, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the ground and extended forward. The further forward you go, the more terrifying the crack becomes.

It seems to divide the ancient city into two.

Waited half way.

The crack has turned into a huge ravine at the bottom of the lake.

The light and shadow seen earlier came from the depths of the ravine. Deep in the crack, there was an ancient building in the style of a bell and drum tower.

There are city gates, tall buildings, and arrow battlements.

You can even see a stone plaque on the gatehouse.

It’s just that the original words have been deliberately erased and replaced by the three newly carved words "Old Dragon Palace".

"Sure enough it is!"

When Chen Yulou saw those three words, he was moved.

I thought this trip to find the Dragon Palace would end in failure, but now it seems to be unexpectedly going smoothly.

Step out.

The soul actually passed through the gate tower.

The next moment, he appeared outside the palace.

Different from the ancient cities outside which are covered with dust and sand, the Dragon Palace here is almost spotless. Two stone Qilins stand on the left and right outside the gate.

You can tell that they are one male and one female.

Holding a pearl in the mouth.

The beads were not carved from stone, but two luminous jade beads, shining brightly in the darkness. The faint light penetrated the darkness and illuminated the surroundings.

At this moment, the gate of Dragon Palace was closed.

As he glanced over, he could vaguely sense evil spirits lurking in the darkness surrounding the Dragon Palace.

It is most likely a water monster that was subdued by the old dragon.

Guards patrol this large lake dragon palace.

but……

Their cultivation is really too low.

Even if Chen Yulou's spiritual sense swept over, they were unaware.

Fish, shrimp, turtles, snakes, pythons and the like.

Without exception, they are all aquatic.

No one would have thought that someone would be so bold as to trespass into the Dragon Palace.

So there are a lot of monsters.

Either he is practicing in seclusion, or he is just sleeping soundly.

Chen Yulou also ignored it.

It is not surprising to see monsters lurking in deep mountains, dense forests, rivers and lakes.

Moreover, from what Wuyi said, the old dragon occupying Dongting Lake is quite capable. Even if he does not transform into a real dragon in the future, he is still a dragon.

It is not difficult to enlighten a few little demons.

Even if it doesn't work.

With the spiritual energy and demonic energy it releases during its practice, fish and turtles can have a chance to transform into demons.

Retracting his gaze, Chen Yulou took a step forward.

The stone door in front of me seemed like a decoration.

No hindrance.

He appeared in the Dragon Palace in an instant.

Once inside.

Even though the Chen family had been the leader of thieves for three generations and was wealthy enough to rival a country, he couldn't help but be amazed when he saw the magnificent palace with its interweaving lights and shadows.

Countless gold, silver and jewelry.

Randomly spread on the ground.

Even after soaking in water for countless years, the lead dust cannot be washed away.

The square dome is densely inlaid with dozens of luminous pearls, illuminating the entire hall with brilliant lights, as bright as day.

Besides.

Even a piece of blue brick has been carefully polished, and walking in it feels like walking in a huge mirror palace.

Almost every one of those antiques is a rare treasure.

Different styles.

Many of them even Chen Yulou had never seen.

Can be imagined.

How many treasures are hidden in this Dragon Palace?

"Damn it, if I had known there was such a huge treasure under Dongting Lake, I wouldn't have gone to Zhalong Mountain or Jingjue Ancient City, or traveled all over the country to rob tombs. It would have been better to just come and rob the Dragon Palace."

Chen Yulou was shocked and couldn't help but think about it.

After all, Xiangyin is only a few dozen miles away from this big lake.

It can be said that it is right under our noses.

but……

This thought together.

He couldn't help shaking his head and smiling again.

If he had not embarked on spiritual practice, even if he knew that there was an ancient city buried under Dongting Lake, he would not have been able to salvage it.

There are still many dangers in the battle in the ancient tomb.

There are dumplings, traps, and poisons everywhere.

The palace of an old dragon is a place where monsters lurk. No matter how many people there are, they will only be eaten.

But it has to be said that there are not many things that can make him excited.

This Dragon Palace is one of them.

It is said that dragons like to collect gold and silver. He has now seen it. It is like this in the black dragon's lair in Longtan Mountain, and in the dragons around Fuxian Lake. The old dragon in front of him is even worse.

He even suspected that dragons could easily live for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Do you spend most of your time searching for treasure?

Whatever good things he liked, he would hide them all back in his residence.

Otherwise, after thousands of years of practice, why couldn’t he even reach Hualong Pass?

Walking in the Dragon Palace with hands behind his back.

Chen Yulou felt like he was walking in his own backyard.

but……

Just took a few steps.

A heavy but slow breathing sound suddenly came.

Looking up subconsciously.

On the carved stone chair deep in the hall, a huge figure appeared at some point. It was holding its head high, with a dragon head, rabbit eyes, and a python body and a clam belly.

The figure squatting on the chair was surprisingly large.

It is several feet long.

The inky black scales are connected to each other.

It's like the legendary underground dragon.

However, Chen Yulou only took a glance and two words popped into his mind.

Mo Jiao!

Two streams of white mist slowly flowed from its nose.

Between a pair of eyes opening and closing.

It exudes a heart-throbbing luster.

His eyes swept across the hall.

just.

At this moment, the old dragon's eyes clearly revealed some doubt and uncertainty.

It couldn't remember how long it had been sleeping. For a dragon, it could easily live for hundreds of years. Once it had achieved success in cultivation, its lifespan would increase even more.

It is common to sleep for three to five years.

In addition, there is no light or clear sky in the lake, and it is shrouded in darkness all year round.

Not only it, but also the water monsters patrolling in the Dragon Palace are the same.

but……

Just that moment.

The sleeping Mo Jiao suddenly felt an inexplicable terrifying power coming, like an immortal god. Although it was only a flash, it could confirm that it was definitely not an illusion. That's why it suddenly woke up and looked around with wide eyes.

but.

No matter how it looks at this moment.

The hall was also silent, with no sign of any breath moving around.

"how come……"

The black dragon stretched its body, and its figure looked even more terrifying.

Two dragon horns can be faintly seen on the dragon head.

On the belly of the dragon's armored body, the four dragon claws can be seen for the first time.

Obviously, his cultivation is more profound than Zhou Jiao of Fuxian Lake. He only needs an opportunity and can transform into a dragon at any time.

As its body stood up.

It gives people a stronger sense of oppression.

No wonder it can suppress all the water monsters in the three rivers and four lakes.

This kind of weather.

It is indeed terrifying.

There was a dazzling golden light in the dragon's eyes, like two burning flames. The light was so strong that it suppressed the luminous pearls inlaid around the hall.

Indifferent, cold, and cruel.

There are many emotions.

Flowing slowly in those amber eyes.

After a long silence.

Mo Jiao's eyes flashed, and he suddenly exhaled. The indifference in his eyes disappeared completely, and he actually became a little more polite.

"I wonder which great master has come."

"Please show yourself!"

only……

The voice fell.

The surroundings were still quiet, the water was flowing gently, and the dim night lights reflected through the lake made the Dragon Palace full of gold and silver coins, shining brightly.

Mo Jiao also began to hesitate.

He glanced around with the corner of his eyes, counting the time silently.

Until half a moment later, there was still no movement in the hall.

At this point, Mo Jiao finally lost his last bit of patience. He raised his head, and with a shake of his body, he returned to the incredibly luxurious stone chair.

"Did I really see it wrong?"

"Or maybe it's just a dream and can't be taken seriously?"

The black dragon shook its dragon head gently and muttered to itself in a low voice.

And it was just a few meters in front of me.

Chen Yulou stood there with his hands behind his back, saying nothing, just looking at it quietly, with a sneer on his lips.

They say things become more sophisticated as they age.

These words are completely embodied in Mo Jiao.

Who could have imagined.

The old dragon actually used this method to cheat people?
If it weren't for his extraordinary character and his calmness, someone else would have been frightened by it.

The primordial spirit is integrated into the heaven and earth, and cannot be destroyed by water or fire, wind or thunder.

If the old dragon transformed into a real dragon, perhaps we could really see the trajectory of his body, but now... we can only say that it is still a little bit short.

It is precisely because I know this very well.

Chen Yulou was not panicked at all, because he knew that it could not see through his existence.

"I don't know how long I slept."

"What's the situation outside?"

After suddenly experiencing such a strange thing, the old dragon lost his sleepiness for a while.

I just heard it murmur.

Then, a scale behind the neck suddenly flew up by itself, passed through the hall, passed by Chen Yulou, broke through the door, and disappeared without a trace.

Until a moment later.

There was a sound of splashing water.

Chen Yulou looked back and saw an old turtle slowly pushing the door open.

It was the black shadow that I saw when I was walking outside the city before.

Turtle, alligator, turtle and tortoise.

Although they look very similar.

But they are not of the same kind.

The old turtle in front of me was incredibly large, like a moving inky black rock.

Wu Yi's body size is already considered large.

But in front of this old turtle, there is a world of difference.

The only difference is the bloodline.

There is almost no detectable dragon nature in the old turtle.

I saw it lying on all fours on the ground, walking with the help of the water. Its shell behind it was covered with moss and green lichens. I could imagine how long it had stayed underwater.

"What year is it now?"

Seeing the old turtle, Mo Jiao asked casually.

"To reply to the Dragon King...it is now the spring of the fifth year of the Republic of China."

"Republic of China?"

Mo Jiao obviously heard this reign title for the first time, but he didn't care.

In its lifetime, it has lost count of how many dynasties it has experienced and how many vicissitudes it has experienced.

"How long has it been since I fell asleep?"

“It’s been almost a hundred years.”

Watching the dragon and the turtle talking to each other, talking about the changes in the world.

Chen Yulou just felt it was indescribably strange and bizarre.

City foxes and community rats, burning incense and worshiping Buddha are already weird enough, but this... is this really not the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio?

An old dragon can easily sleep for a hundred years.

People in this world struggle hard. Fifty is already considered as knowing one's destiny, and seventy is even rarer than in the history of life.

"century……"

Mo Jiao nodded.

In fact, it can't even remember how old it is.

However, it seems that almost four or five hundred years have passed since the last birthday party.

The dragon lives for 510 years, which is a thousand years.

Dongting Lake has been deserted for so long, it seems like it’s time to liven up the lake.

"How's it going out there lately?"

"A sign of troubled times...warfare, natural disasters, wars everywhere."

Although the old turtle had been in the water for a long time, it was obvious that it had a deep understanding of what was happening in the outside world. With just one sentence, it described the current situation clearly.

"It's good to have troubled times."

"If the world is not in chaos, how can we collect incense offerings? Oh, by the way...how is my temple?"

Mo Jiao didn't care about it at all.

I was only thinking about the incense in the Dragon King Temple.

However, upon hearing this, the old turtle fell to the ground, trembling all over.

Seeing this, Mo Jiao seemed to have thought of something, and a hint of coldness suddenly emerged in the depths of his amber-gold pupils.

"what happened?"

"Reply... reply to the king. The Dragon King Temple by the lake was destroyed by war a few years ago. Nowadays, most of the fishermen on the lake have turned to worshiping the Dragon Girl and Xiang Fei. Few people worship the Dragon King anymore."

Feeling the pair of sharp gazes in the depths of the hall, the old turtle felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. His whole body trembled, and even his voice was filled with a hint of fear.

Destroyed by war!

Hear these four words.

Mo Jiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

A cold light was reflected from it.

The reason why it occupies Dongting Lake is that among the three rivers and four lakes, this lake is the most vast, and it is the perfect place for the Dragon Palace to practice.

Also.

He also saw that there were many fishermen on the lake and he could collect incense offerings from them.

There are only three ways for monsters to practice cultivation.

First, absorb and exhale the essence of the sun and the moon, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. However, it is extremely difficult for monsters to practice cultivation, not to mention the secret breathing method, which is even more difficult. This way of transforming into a monster is rare.

The second is the way of incense.

Human incense is extremely useful. One stick of incense can be equivalent to a hundred years of hard practice.

The third one is cannibalism.

Why do demons always run rampant and lead beasts to eat people in troubled times?

It is because this method is too harmful to the world and is likely to attract practitioners. No matter if they are Taoists or Buddhist monks, they always like to talk about benevolence, righteousness, morality and subduing demons.

In times of chaos, people even resort to cannibalism.

They take advantage of the chaos.

No one cares too much.

Mo Jiao was quite clear-headed. A few hundred years ago, he showed up on the lake a few times and the fishermen on the lake spread the news. Thus, the name of the Dragon King of Dongting Lake spread like wildfire.

Some people took the initiative to build a temple for it.

It collects incense offerings every several dozen or even a hundred years.

did not expect……

Wake up this time.

I actually heard that my Dragon King Temple had been destroyed.

The fishermen on the lake even turned to worship the Dragon Girl Xiang Fei.

How could this not make it furious!

"Dongting Temple and Xiangfei Temple, I remember they are on Junshan Island, right?"

"Does Wu Yi live there?"

The old turtle nodded immediately, "Yes."

"Go and call it to the Dragon Palace, and ask it about the incense offerings in the two temples."

but……

The words fell.

The old turtle didn't move.

A pair of old and turbid eyes were full of complexity, and he opened his mouth as if to speak.

"Why, it's gone too?"

When Mo Jiao realized that something was wrong with the old turtle, his expression became even uglier.

"That...that's not the case."

The old turtle hastened to explain.

"However, it seems that more than two hundred years ago, Wu Yi was suppressed by a Taoist priest in the Dragon Locking Well..." (End of this chapter)