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

When returning to Wuxi Town.

It's already the third day.

Fortunately, there were often merchants coming and going in the town to collect Wu salt, so they were not very noticeable. In addition, Feng Sibei had traveled between Wushan and Wuxi countless times over the years and was a familiar face, so he did not attract any attention.

Wait all the way back to the previous restaurant.

Without caring about anything else, everyone, who had not slept for several days and nights in the mountains, went to their rooms and fell asleep. They slept for more than ten hours before they were completely exhausted.

When I woke up, it was already night, but the town was no longer as peaceful as usual. There were sounds of gongs and drums everywhere, and from time to time, you could hear the sound of firecrackers breaking the darkness.

A group of people pushed the door open and gathered in the corridor on the second floor.

Leaning over the fence and looking over.

The long street was brightly lit, and locals dressed in strange costumes were running around carrying a sedan chair.

Wherever he passed, men, women, old and young, all knelt on the ground, with their hands clasped together, their faces pious, and they muttered something, all praying for good weather and good health for the whole family in the coming year.

The eyesight of these people was far superior to that of ordinary people, so even though they were dozens of meters away, and the statues enshrined on the sedan were covered by curtains, they could still see what was inside the sedan at a glance.

He is short, pitch black, with bloodshot eyes and a ferocious look.

There was not the slightest bit of majesty in his aura, and his evil aura almost spread in all directions through the curtain.

Then look at the people in the town kneeling on the ground.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but frown.

Although this idea has countless evil sacrifices and obscene offerings, all the monsters in the mountains and the ghosts on the graves have been invited into the temple to eat incense, just like the old raccoon on the ancient raccoon monument, but it at least knows to transform itself into Old Lady Bai.

The only thing missing from this statue is the word "evil god" engraved on it.

No need to worry about scaring the children.

"This... is the evil god worshipped in the Cannon Temple?"

"It can't be wrong. Damn it, I didn't expect to see it here."

"That's not normal. Don't you think about how these people in Wuxi Town survive?"

Just as he was hesitating, several old foreigners beside him recognized the origin of the statue in the sedan at a glance. Hearing this, Chen Yulou's eyes twitched and he finally reacted.

In the Dixian Village a few days ago.

He did not enter the Temple of the Martial Saint.

Naturally, he had never seen what the God of Cannon looked like.

He just didn't expect that hundreds of years have passed since the Ming Dynasty, and the sacrificial custom in Wuxi Town is still so popular.

However, as the old foreigner said, the people who stayed in Wuxi Town made a living by digging wells and cutting salt in the mountains, and they naturally held sacrifices every year, just like the fishermen by the lake and boatmen, who would worship the river god Dragon King and pray for peace of mind.

Wait for the statue to pass by the restaurant.

The old shopkeeper, who had been prepared, hurried forward to offer incense, and several employees lit the firecrackers hanging on the roof. Amid the sounds of crackling, fireworks rose up, and it was as lively as the New Year.

Watched for a moment.

Several people lost interest and left one after another.

Soon, only Chen Yulou, Feng Sibei and, yes, the white ape were left.

At the moment, it was wearing a long gown, and it was obviously not used to it. It kept pulling at it from time to time, as if it had fleas. However, its eyes were clear and more spiritual than before. It stood to one side with its hands hanging down, almost no different from a human.

When the sun rose from the mountain that day, Chen Yulou mentioned it casually.

As a result, Feng Sibei was really moved.

Not only did he plan to bring the white ape back to the Tianshi Cave in Qingcheng Mountain, he had also already accepted it as his disciple. According to the eight words in the Tianshi Cave's name 'Xuanqing Dajian, Mu and Qitian', he gave it a Taoist name Qingxi, which just happened to be the name of Qingxi Town.

Seeing how serious he was, Chen Yulou naturally would not be stingy and spent some time to open Qingxi's spiritual orifices and refine his horizontal bone.

However, it has only been a short time since it left the Dixian Village, and Feng Sibei has not had time to teach it to read and write, so it doesn't know whether the name Qingxi is good or bad, or what it means.

But it is very exciting.

After all, everyone has a name.

Now that I have it, I can no longer be considered a lonely wild monkey in the mountains.

In addition, as an elder of the same clan, Yuan Hong gave it the iron rod that it had used before.

The white ape also cherishes it very much.

I sealed it layer by layer and carried it behind me.

However, the iron bone was taller than it and looked a little weird.

"When do you plan to set off, Taoist Priest?"

Chen Yulou asked casually while leaning against the railing.

"Just one or two days."

Feng Sibei withdrew his gaze from the team that had already walked away and responded. From his tone, it was obvious that he had already made plans. After all, the matter of the Earthly Immortal Village was over, and they couldn't stay here for long.

"Where's Shopkeeper Chen?"

"Do you want to go with me to Qingcheng Mountain to rest for a few days?"

Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but shake his head and smile, with a hint of bitterness on the corner of his mouth.

Qingcheng is a quiet and secluded place under heaven, and the trip that day left a deep impression on him. He wanted to go there to live in seclusion and practice for a while, but he had a lot of things on his plate and couldn't get away.

"We will also leave in one or two days."

"But there's a high probability that it will go north."

"Going north?"

Hearing this, Feng Sibei couldn't help but look surprised.

You know, since the war broke out in the north, countless people have fled south to avoid disaster in recent years. But now he has to do the opposite. It is not a good time to go north.

"It wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision."

Chen Yulou understood what he meant and waved his hand.

When they set out from Junshan Island that day, he and Uncle Jiu said that it would take at most half a year or at most several months. Although it would be difficult to reach Dixian Village, it would definitely not take that long.

So at that time, he had actually made plans.

Turn north from Wuxi Town.

Of course, it was not to travel, but for other purposes.

The first was that he had promised Yang Fang a long time ago that when he had free time, he would take a trip to Tianjin to meet Cui Laodao, his sworn brother who had led him to cause chaos in Luoyang City and surrounded and killed Tu Heihu.

As for the second one, since we have already been to Tianjin, it doesn’t matter that much. We can continue north through Juyongguan to Mobei, go to Baiyan Cave to get the eyeless dragon talisman, and by the way, go and see the ancient god’s treasure flower.

If you have enough time, you can go to Laoyeling and maybe meet the Golden King Ma Dianchen outside the Great Wall.

"Since Manager Chen already has a plan, I won't ask any more questions."

Seeing his calm expression, Feng Sibei immediately came to his senses and nodded, "It's just that I'm afraid it will be difficult to sort out the heavenly books and artifacts and ancient Taoist scriptures in the Bone Storage Building for a while..."

"No hurry, Taoist priest, take your time and think long and hard."

Hearing the embarrassment and anxiety in his tone, Chen Yulou just smiled and shook his head.

Those ancient scriptures were not actually too important to him. After all, before that, he had never tried even the Xuan Dao Fu Qi Foundation Building Technique, the Seven Star Horizontal Training True Qigong, the Shen Guang Can, and the Dong Xuan Jin Yu Ji.

No matter how mysterious and magical a skill is, can it be better than Qingmu Changsheng Gong?
It is enough to be used as evidence to assist practice.

What's more, immortality is so difficult. Even though he has become a primordial spirit now, he can't see any sign of ascending to heaven. The primordial spirit has only taken a small step and crossed the divine bridge before he can stand firm.

Let alone three to five years, he felt it was not too late as long as Feng Sibei could accomplish it within ten years.

The two chatted for a while.

The night is getting darker.

Then they returned to their rooms.

However, Chen Yulou did not rest. Instead, he walked to the desk, tidied it up simply, and then waved his hand. Suddenly, thirty or forty jade boxes were lined up on the table.

He opened one of them at random, and with the light of the oil lamp beside him, a seven-leaf old mountain ginseng came into his sight.

The rich medicinal power and inspiration slowly spread.

It turned out to be a three to five hundred year old medicinal herb.

These herbs were brought back from the deep abyss beneath the Scary Soul Platform by the three demons Wuyi, Yuanhong and Luofu. No one has been to that place for hundreds of years. The dragon aura is strong and there grow countless natural treasures, which are even more amazing than the bottle yam wall.

I have been busy with other things these days and only now have time to sort it out.

Set it aside.

Chen Yulou continued to open the second jade box, in which lay a Polygonum multiflorum that was almost in human shape. The whole body was jade-smooth, and a faint golden light could be seen flowing. The medicinal power was so strong that even he was a little tempted by it.

Moreover, unlike the old ginseng next to it, this good Polygonum multiflorum is specially locked with a talisman.

It is clear that a hint of the supernatural has evolved.

Just waiting for the right opportunity to transform into a demon.

It would be extremely difficult to catch it by then.

Chen Yulou glanced over, and his sight seemed to be able to penetrate the Polygonum multiflorum and clearly caught that ray of golden light. It was obvious that he was concentrating on an inspiration.

You know, he has been searching for materials for cultivation for so long, and he has seen many spiritual objects, but there are very few that can compare to this Polygonum multiflorum.

Think about it.

There is only the Kunlun fetus and the human-shaped flesh lotus.

To be precise, the former cannot be considered as magical medicines, but rather spiritual creatures living on earth.

As for the fleshy wormwood, although it has a human form, it is not as magical as this Polygonum multiflorum. "This thing can't be wasted."

"Take it when you have a breakthrough, and it may have unexpected effects."

Chen Yulou's eyes were burning as he muttered to himself while casting a talisman to seal the jade box.

Unlike other great medicines, this Polygonum multiflorum has already become a spiritual object. It may turn into a demon at any time. It is more than just a life-saving medicine, it is simply a Taoist elixir.

After doing all this, he opened the remaining jade boxes one by one.

Without exception, almost all of them are old medicines that are hundreds of years old. It's a pity that no second piece of Polygonum multiflorum has ever been seen.

"Greed is never enough, a snake swallows an elephant."

"The second one...I'm afraid it would be hard to find in the whole world."

As this thought came to his mind, Chen Yulou, who was standing outside the desk, couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

If Wu Yi hadn't been there, even if he had personally entered the abyss on the cliff, it would have been difficult to detect its trace. It would have been a stroke of luck to be able to find one, so how could he dare to hope for a second one?
With a wave of long sleeves.

The jade box on the desk was empty in an instant, and he put all the jade boxes back into his Dantian cave.

For those under two hundred years old, he planned to take them as medicine, as Qingmu's real body was enough to refine all the medicinal power in them. As for those over two hundred years old, he would use them to make pills, so as to absorb the medicinal power to the greatest extent.

After putting away the medicine boxes, there was only one left on the desk.

The inscriptions on the white jade box appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Facing this jade box, Chen Yulou's expression became noticeably more solemn. What was hidden inside was not an ordinary elixir, but the Nine Lives Resurrection Grass that was peeled off from the Nine Lives Shocking Tomb Armor.

Even he had only heard of this thing.

In the past two days, he also asked Hua Ling privately. Among the group, she was the most proficient in pharmacology.

But unfortunately, there is no final conclusion. Hua Ling only said that this thing was recorded in Bencao Qiuzhen, but the drawing in the medicine book was completely different from it. The resurrection grass is actually Selaginella.

He didn't continue asking questions after that.

Chen Yulou had seen Selaginella before.

There are indeed some rumors among the people, but they have absolutely nothing to do with the Nine Lives Grass.

This thing can make the demon armor immortal in the Coffin Gorge. Moreover, he looked at it carefully and found that the resurrection grass looked ordinary, but it contained an extremely strange power that seemed to be able to continuously cycle through life and death.

"According to the Taoists, ascending to heaven is not easy. One must go through three disasters and nine calamities. Once one cannot bear it, one's soul will be scattered and one will die. But...what if this Nine Lives Resurrection Grass is integrated into Qingmu's true body?"

Chen Yulou stood in front of the desk with his hands behind his back, and a bold idea emerged in his mind.

Just like what Feng Sibei said before he died that day.

He is now in the Yuanshen realm, which is what Taoists call a Yangshen cultivator. Sooner or later he will reach the stage of immortality, so naturally he has to prepare for the future and start collecting things that can help him overcome the calamity.

Is the Nine Lives Herb really as amazing as the rumors say?

He didn't dare to confirm it yet.

But as long as it has one third of the effect, that is, dying three times, it is equivalent to having three chances to survive the tribulation. This is an unimaginable divine object for cultivators throughout the ages.

As this thought flashed through his mind, the more Chen Yulou thought about it, the more he felt that this approach might be feasible.

A casual wave.

Put the jade box away.

I walked to the window and pushed it open. It was dark outside. The procession had already left and the town had returned to silence. The outline of the mountains was faintly visible in the distance and a bright moon had climbed up to the sky at some point.

Facing the night breeze, Chen Yulou didn't feel sleepy at all, so he simply took out a piece of herb and swallowed it.

Then he sat cross-legged on the ground and meditated.

Although at his current level, breathing has little effect on his breakthrough, it is better than nothing. There is not much fun in this era, so he might as well consolidate his cultivation.

A blink of an eye.

It's bright.

The group did not rush to leave, but took a day to rent a boat at the ancient town pier and sailed along the Daning River, visiting mountains and rivers. The old boatman had lived in the local area for most of his life and was very familiar with the Wuxi area. With him leading the way, the group saw many ancient relics.

You can even go up the cliff and take a look at the Hanging Coffin Gorge.

This also fulfilled the wishes of Yang Fang and the old foreigner along the way.

However, those hanging coffins that were easy to approach had already been taken away by others, leaving only a pile of dry bones, and the burial objects had been swept away.

The old boss said that when famine comes, the land and mines cannot support people, so people have no choice but to take unconventional approaches and do some unconventional things. I heard that someone discovered the ruins of an ancient city in the mountains and dug out a lot of good things.

Of course, he just heard it from others, and everyone else just laughed it off.

The business of tomb robbing has existed since ancient times.

It is one of the oldest professions.

There is even a saying in the underworld that among the thirty-six professions, tomb robbing is the king, while among the seventy-two professions, antique collecting is the best.

However, most people are just doing small things, and there are very few people like them who have a complete inheritance, secret methods, magic, and rules.

The old captain saw that everyone looked calm, as if he didn't believe it and was a little disappointed. However, he might never have thought in his lifetime that the six or seven people on the boat were the top tomb robbers in the world today.

It has gathered many martial arts schools, including Mojinqiu, Banshanxi and Guanshan Taibao.

Naturally, Chen Yulou and the others would not reveal it.

It is purely to relax, enjoy the scenery, go with joy and return with satisfaction.

Early the next morning.

It is still the ancient town ferry.

But this time it was not a trip to the mountains and rivers, but a farewell.

On the shore, Chen Yulou and his companions watched Feng Sibei board the ship with dozens of large and small boxes. The white ape followed closely behind, and the two sides said goodbye to each other across the ship's side.

When the sound of an ancient bronze bell was heard, the big ship broke through the thick fog on the river and went farther and farther away.

The disaster of corpse immortal has been stopped and the knot in my heart has been untied.

The old feud between the four sects and the Guanshan lineage has also been settled.

Feng Sibei had no regrets anymore and could not stay any longer. He only wanted to return to the Tianshi Cave in Qingcheng Mountain as soon as possible and use the rest of his life to sort out the hundreds of ancient Taoist scriptures, as well as the Tianshi Cave inheritance, and hand them over to Baiyuan Qingxi.

"Manager Chen, everyone has left. Should we set off as well?"

Taking his eyes away from the Daning River in the distance, Yang Fang rubbed his hands, his face full of anticipation and eagerness.

Regarding the next itinerary, Chen Yulou had already brought it up when they were hiking yesterday to enjoy the scenery. However, he did not do as he had done in the past, but let them make their own decisions.

Firstly, the situation in the north was unstable and war was raging.

Not that it can threaten them.

However, who would be willing to risk traveling thousands of miles north? It would be better to return to Junshan Island and practice in seclusion if you have that much time.

Secondly, there are no world-shaking treasures on this trip, such as Kunlun Mountain and Dixian Village, so there is no need to borrow power. In addition, the journey is long, and the round trip may take several months.

But what he didn't expect was.

Neither the Partridge Whistle brothers and sisters nor Yuan Hong Wuyi chose to return to Junshan Island.

Yuan Hongwuyi is easy to understand.

After all, being trapped in Pingshan and the island for a lifetime is not a bad thing to have the opportunity to travel around the world and experience the customs and practices of the world. In addition, you can also practice along the way.

But Partridge Whistle is indeed a veteran in this field, and he has probably been to more places than him.

Tianjin, the capital, and the desert outside the Great Wall were not too surprising to him.

But he agreed without hesitation.

According to him, sitting still and practicing is far inferior to traveling thousands of miles.

Hearing this, Chen Yulou was stunned at first, but then he was not surprised.

On that day, in Jianfu Palace in Qingcheng Mountain, he sat and discussed Taoism with Taoist Xingya. He had been sitting in the mountains for most of his life, but his realm had always stagnated. When they finally parted, he said that entering the secular world was the right way. Perhaps he wrote down this sentence.

And stand in his position.

This statement is actually not without reason.

"Can't wait?"

Hearing this, Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.

Ever since Yang Fang learned that his sworn brother was still alive and had made quite a name for himself in Tianjin, he had always wanted to meet him. Now that he finally had the chance, how could he refuse?

Yang Fang grinned, "It's thousands of miles, so why not set off early and arrive as soon as possible."

"Okay, our ship has just arrived, let's get on board."

Watching a large ship slowly approaching the dock in the mist, Chen Yulou did not waste any time, crossed the ferry with his hands behind his back, and boarded the ship.

Not long after.

Wait until everyone comes up.

The ship also set off on time.

The ancient town behind me gradually faded away.

Chen Yulou, who was standing at the bow of the ship, had a glimmer of longing in his eyes.

During this trip to Tianjin, in addition to the four gods and three monsters, there was another thing that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

Taoist Cui carries a half-day book from the Five Thunder Hall of Mount Longhu.

And... the demon Taoist Li Zilong! (End of this chapter)