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

Feng Shigu himself was born into a sword-cultivating family.

When he was young, he became a disciple of an old Taoist priest in Chaotian Palace. That old Taoist priest had practiced in Wudang Sword Sect for many years. Later, he was summoned by the imperial court and entered the Taoist Scrolls Department as the Green-robed Envoy. He was best at swordsmanship.

He has been knowledgeable since childhood and has a keen interest in all kinds of things.

In addition, he was extremely gifted. Within a few years, he was regarded as a direct descendant by the Taoist master, who taught him everything he had learned throughout his life without reservation.

Until the old Taoist passed away.

Feng Shigucai left the Taoist Temple and returned to the Feng family to take over the position of head of the family. He continued to build the imperial mausoleum, explore dragon veins, observe the stars and predict the calendar. At that time, he was actually quite ambitious and was determined to be loyal to the court.

Unfortunately, the empire was on the verge of collapse and rebellions arose everywhere. He had no choice but to retire and return home with his people.

After that, he devoted all his mind to achieving enlightenment and becoming an immortal.

now……

After hundreds of years.

Wake up again from the golden coffin.

Even Feng Shigu had never thought that he would be able to see such pure swordsmanship.

In that sword light, his eyes blurred and time passed, as if he had returned to hundreds of years ago. In that year, the Ming Dynasty was hit by natural disasters and man-made disasters, and rebels were everywhere. It was said that there must be evil spirits in troubled times.

News came from Jizhou that there was a demon wreaking havoc in the dense forest outside the city. In just a few days, it killed nearly a hundred people.

The emperor's imperial edict arrived at the Taoist Temple, ordering the Taoist priest to go and slay the demons and monsters.

Although he was still young, the old Taoist had high expectations for him, so he brought him along to broaden his horizons.

Wait until the two of them arrive outside Jizhou City.

When the monster was found, it was rampantly killing people in a village. Feng Shigu saw with his own eyes that it opened its mouth and swallowed a living person. One can imagine the impact it had on him as a young boy.

But the old Taoist just cursed him as a beast, then took out his sword and cut him down lightly.

The sword energy passed by.

Then, the tiger demon, whose body was as big as a city wall, whose eyes were bloodshot like sky lanterns and whose body was covered with black smoke, was split into two, from the center of its eyebrows downwards.

The dark demon blood sprayed all over the ground.

There are also undigested limbs, bones and hair.

Feng Shigu stood there, with fear and horror in his eyes. Finally, the smell of blood overwhelmed him. He fell to his knees with a thud and almost vomited his intestines.

The old Taoist said that it was the Taiyi Xuanmen Sword.

It is the best sword technique in Wudang Mountain.

Even if it were placed in the world, it would be ranked among the top three.

So, Feng Shigu, who was just over ten years old and half-kneeling on the ground, tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart and asked, what kind of sword technique was ranked before Taiyi Xuanmen Sword?
After all, it is only the third one, but its power is already so terrifying.

If he is the best swordsman in the world, wouldn't he be able to kill the immortals in heaven?

"The first-class one is naturally the Lu Zu Pure Yang Sword."

"The second is the Dan School swordsmanship of our founder Zhang Sanfeng."

The old Taoist put away his sword, his eyes revealed a faint light, and his words were filled with yearning and longing.

The boy remembered it.

Moreover, this record lasted for three hundred years.

After leaving the capital and entering the martial arts world, he also went to Wudang Mountain, where he was fortunate enough to witness the Dan school's swordsmanship. Unfortunately, the Pure Yang Sword, which was regarded as the best in the world by the old Taoist, became a pity.

until now.

The last bit of regret in Feng Shigu's heart disappeared, leaving only endless fear and anxiety.

He didn't even care who was talking.

All my attention was attracted by the sword light.

"Pure Yang Sword Intent!"

There seemed to be countless noisy voices in his ears, which eventually turned into four words.

The Pure Yang Sword that I had never encountered back then was unexpectedly waiting for me here and now.

The tiny white light continued to expand in his pupils, and in an instant, it turned into a blazing light that almost corroded his eyes and melted all the flesh and blood on his body.

Feng Shigu no longer cared about Kunlun.

Streams of black smoke surged up from under his robe like a ghost, and quickly condensed into a mass outside his body. From a distance, it looked like a black umbrella or shield.

It was almost the moment when the black shield was formed.

The sword light has also broken through the void.

"Buzz!"

When the two touched, a buzzing sound was heard, and the black shield was like a piece of thin paper under the pure Yang sword energy. It couldn't even block half a breath and was cut into two pieces in an instant.

See this scene.

Feng Shigu's face looked even uglier.

Although he guessed that the corpse qi might not be able to block the sword qi, he never thought it would happen so quickly. It was simply a crushing defeat. Even if it was a piece of tofu, it shouldn't be so easy.

Without having time to think too much, he suddenly opened his mouth, and all of a sudden, a more powerful burst of corpse gas came out of his abdomen and rolled towards the broken black shield.

In an instant, the entire tomb seemed to have entered the polar night from daytime.

Simultaneously.

The sword light, which was as unstoppable as a bamboo, seemed to be dragged into a quagmire. A little ray of light was struggling in the darkness, and the speed of melting the mist and breaking the air seemed to be far behind the progress of the corpse qi replenishment.

"What about the Pure Yang Sword?"

"Feng has already entered the realm of a half-step corpse immortal. Can you still break through my corpse domain..."

See this situation.

Feng Shigu's heart suddenly settled, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he sneered. The jade crown on his head exploded with a bang, and his black hair flew. His face was ferocious and he looked ferocious, and his whole body was completely covered by black mist.

It made him look like an evil demon from outside the domain.

only……

The words have not yet been finished.

Suddenly, in the darkness in front of him, a starlight suddenly magnified, and the sword energy was like a dragon, piercing through the so-called corpse domain of Feng Shigu without any warning, and then passed through his forehead.

He interrupted the rest of his words.

The terrifying sword force carried Master Feng's ancient corpse and slammed into the rock wall behind him. The speed was so fast that he could not resist it at all. His toes skimmed the ground, making a rapid friction sound and leaving a crack on the thick floor tiles.

Bang!
I could feel the peach forest murals on all sides flashing by in the corner of my eyes.

Feng Shigu was obviously confused. The mad look on his face disappeared at once. There was a hint of horror in his blood-red eyes. He waved his hands desperately, trying to grab something to stop himself.

at last.

He felt a sense of solidity in his palm, and he clenched it tightly, then looked down. It was a corner of the golden coffin where he had been hiding for hundreds of years. But before Feng Shigu could catch his breath, the strength in his hand was instantly gone, and the copper corner of the golden coffin was crushed into a handful of debris.

See this.

A trace of despair suddenly flashed in Feng Shigu's eyes.

When the coffin chamber was being built, he advocated keeping everything simple. After all, he claimed to be a true immortal, so how could he be extravagant?
But now, he wished he could travel back in time and give his old self a slap. The cause he had caused back then had borne bitter fruit hundreds of years later, and he had to suffer the consequences.

thump—

There is no more hindrance.

The terrifying force of the sword threw him hard against the rock wall.

There was a loud bang, and dust and dirt fell from the dome of the tomb. He even knocked a deep hole into the rock wall, and he was almost buried in it.

Feng Shigu only felt severe pain all over his body.

Especially the brow bone.

First, a bloody hole was burned by the fire talisman of Yue Zhang Yin, and now the sword energy directly pierced through it.

That is, he is a half-step corpse immortal. Otherwise... with these two injuries, he would have been reduced to ashes long ago.

but……

The Half-Step Corpse Immortal has not yet become an immortal.

At this moment, Feng Shigu's face was twisted into a ball due to severe pain. His facial features were hideous and dark blood kept flowing out from the blood hole between his eyebrows and flowed down the corners of his eyes.

The most terrifying thing was that the pure yang sword energy was still constantly eroding and destroying his body.

It was like a cyclone, constantly drilling through my brain. Pain.

Pain that penetrates the bones and marrow.

Feng Shigu held his head tightly with both hands, roared and roared, and even banged the stone wall wildly, but no matter what he did, it was of no avail, and the pain went straight to the depths of his soul.

"It seems that the corpse domain that you are so proud of is not that good."

Just as he was trying desperately to eliminate the sword energy, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Feng Shigu's face changed, and without caring about anything else, he slowly raised his head.

His eyes were red as if bleeding.

His long hair was hanging down, his face was ferocious, and there was a burn scar between his eyebrows. Through the bloody hole, light could see the broken stone wall behind him at a glance.

Looking at the slender figure in front of him, with eyes as calm as still water, every move he made revealed a sense of otherworldly state of mind like a true immortal.

Feng Shigu's face was even more vicious and angry, he couldn't accept it.

He had spent countless efforts, even turning into an executioner to slaughter all his clansmen, swallowing elixirs and sealing their coffins, just to seek the chance of immortality, but now he saw it in a man who was only in his thirties.

Especially the immortal aura and the unprecedented artistic conception, it is clear that he has already condensed the golden elixir, nurtured the spiritual infant, and even reached the land of immortals to cultivate the Yang God.

How could he possibly accept that?

"Who are you anyway?"

"Since the sinking of Shenzhou, the great changes in the world, and the end of the law, no one can evolve into a Yang God. I don't believe it... I don't believe you can reach this point."

Feeling the terrifying aura surrounding Chen Yulou, his elixir turned into a dragon and a tiger, his mind moved the four images, and the breath of heaven and earth flowed between movement and stillness. This was clearly the state of Yang Shen where his body merged into the void.

Even the old Taoist priest from the Taoist Lu Division, who killed a tiger demon with one sword, had never gone this far.

Chen Yulou looks like a bright and cool man, but he is no more than thirty years old. No matter how hard he practices, it is impossible for him to cultivate the Yang Spirit.

"how?"

"Before you go to hell, remember Chen's name and come back for revenge in your next life?"

Looking at Feng Shigu, who no longer had any of his former heroic spirit, Chen Yulou sneered.

"Pure Yang Swordsmanship, Yang God Realm."

“You…you you you.”

Feng Shigu seemed not to hear anything and just kept muttering to himself.

He suddenly thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.

Could the person in front of me be the reincarnation of Lu Zu?

"No need to delay. Even if the corpse pill in your stomach explodes, it will not be able to hurt Chen."

"I am here today at the request of Taoist Xuan Zhen to...send you to death!"

Chen Yulou's eyes turned cold, and golden light intertwined in the depths of his eyes, as if he could see through Master Feng's ancient corpse and see the corpse pill that kept flowing in his dantian. As he spoke, the sword in his hand shook, and the sound of a dragon's roar instantly resounded in all directions.

His thoughts were revealed in one sentence.

Feng Shigu's expression suddenly changed drastically.

From the moment he broke out of the coffin, he tried to summon the Nine Deaths Jingling Armor, but what was unbelievable to him was that the armor had no response at all, which made him sink to the bottom of the valley.

The Nine Deaths Mausoleum Armor is not only a means for him to protect the mausoleum.

It is the blood armor of the corpse immortal that was fused after waking up.

The demon armor did not respond. There was only one possibility, that is, it was broken by the person in front of it.

Therefore, he had no choice but to use his last trump card.

That is the corpse pill nurtured in Pangu's divine vein.

Although it was not refined in his own dantian, over the past hundreds of years, Feng Shigu had already integrated it into his body. Once he self-destructs, even with thousands of troops, their only fate would be to be buried in the mountain.

However, once the corpse pill explodes, his path to becoming an immortal will be cut off.

Feng Shigu was unwilling to go this far unless it was absolutely necessary.

But after seeing this man's methods, he finally realized that there was a world of difference between his perception and his.

The path to becoming a corpse immortal is cut off. If he waits for an opportunity and regenerates a corpse in Pangu's veins, perhaps he can continue. But if he dies at the hands of this person today, then the last bit of chance will be completely ruined.

Which one is more important?

Feng Shigu could still tell the difference.

So, he tried desperately to delay time, secretly stimulating his blood and energy, trying to ignite the corpse pill in his stomach.

But he never expected that his cautious actions would not be able to escape this person's detection.

At this moment, listening to the sword sounds that sounded like dragon roars and tiger howls, Feng Shigu was finally thrown into complete confusion.

He knew better than anyone how terrifying the Pure Yang Sword was.

"Do not……"

"Mr. Chen, the path to immortality in this world is cut off. I have been seeking immortality for my whole life and finally got a glimpse of the secrets of heaven. You are already a great cultivator in the Yang God Realm, and you will surely ascend to immortality one day. If you let me live, I will tell you the day of the apocalypse. How about that?"

Feng Shigu's expression changed drastically, his body trembled, and he spoke quickly.

"Your so-called Heaven's Secret is this half-human, half-ghost appearance?"

"If that's the case, Chen would rather not know about the revelation and not open the gate of heaven than become such an immortal."

Chen Yulou's eyes were cold and his voice was like thunder.

Revelation, heaven's secret, heaven's gate.

If it were anyone else, they might really be bewitched by him, but he has been walking in the world for so long, especially after refining his primordial spirit, he has actually been able to glimpse a bit of the secrets of heaven and earth.

There is indeed a path to immortality in this world.

But... it is definitely not the path of Feng Shigu, who walked on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, held corpse pills in his mouth, and was hated by people and ghosts.

While talking.

He didn't waste any more words and pulled out the dragon scale sword.

He turned around and slashed at Feng Shigu with more than ten swords.

In an instant, sharp sword intent filled the entire tomb, like a gust of wind and rain whistling past. Feng Shigu tried desperately to avoid it, but found that a suppressing rune had appeared outside his body, trapping him in place like a cage.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword energy approached him.

Slide back and forth across the corpse.

In a split second, he looked like a cracked porcelain vase, his grey eyes were filled with horror and a look of unwillingness remained on his face.

But Chen Yulou outside had already sheathed his sword. He didn't even look at him, but turned around calmly and walked towards the crowd.

Until he passed the golden coffin on the ground.

Then a series of hissing sounds came from behind.

The body of Feng Shigu, which was nailed to the stone wall, collapsed like a snowman under the scorching sun. Flesh, blood, bones, skin and hair fell off, and even the blood-red corpse pill the size of a jade bead turned into powder.

No one noticed.

At the moment when Master Feng’s ancient body was shattered.

A dark shadow escaped from the flesh and blood, and tried to escape by drilling into the stone wall.

However, before it could make any move, a ray of sword energy suddenly arrived, piercing through it in an instant, turning it into a cloud of smoke and dissipating into the void.

"Corpse moss!"

Chen Yulou, who was standing outside the golden coffin, had a cold light flashing in his eyes as he murmured calmly.

What really made Feng Shigu become a corpse immortal was not the corpse pill, but the nearly immortal corpse moss in Pangu's veins.

He had been planning this for so long.

How could that ghost thing escape so easily?

As long as the corpse moss is still there, even without Feng Shigu, there may still be Li Shigu and Zhao Shigu. But if they are destroyed, this path will be completely cut off, and there will never be a second corpse immortal in the world.

I don’t know how long it will take.

The strong smell of blood rushed into their noses, and everyone came to their senses. Looking at the corpse immortal Feng Shigu who had turned into flesh and blood on the ground, they felt their hearts beating like drums in their chests.

Chen Yulou retracted his gaze, casually took out a golden mountain-viewing medal from the golden coffin, and walked in front of Feng Sibei.

"Master, I have lived up to your trust. After today, there will be no more corpse immortal disasters in the world!" (End of this chapter)