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

Cloud Lake View.

Chen Yulou was wearing a long gown with narrow sleeves, and his spirit was restrained.

He had been standing outside the temple for quite a while since he woke up in the morning. After autumn came, the island was no longer the scene of flowers in full bloom in spring and summer, but had a more lonely and cold feel.

However, Chashan Island is still emerald green.

After returning from a trip, the dozen or so Qingcheng Taoist tea plants he planted had become more and more vigorous. They were almost as tall as a person, with dark green leaves. It was estimated that they would fully grow into trees in another one or two years.

As for the Green Thunder Bamboo, its growth rate seems to be slow, but the meaning of thunder and fire contained in it is extremely astonishing.

Not to mention the birds and insects in the mountains.

Even if it was Yuan Hong, Wu Yi didn't dare to get close to him easily.

After all, thunder from heaven and fire from earth are the most lethal things in the world, and they are naturally able to restrain evil spirits.

I don’t know how long it will take.

He withdrew his gaze from the vast lake in the distance and turned to look at Bai Ze under the ancient tea tree behind him.

Since he became psychic and learned to read and write.

In addition, he eats spiritual herbs and drinks sweet springs every day, inhaling the essence of the sun and the moon, and breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Its spirituality becomes more profound.

It is quite different from what it looked like before.

Its entire body was as white as jade, with a pair of majestic horns on its head, its four hooves as black as ink, and its body was smooth, like an ancient elf walking out of the Yunmeng Lake.

Although he has not been practicing for a long time, Bai Ze is indeed a natural spirit creature, and he is in a blessed place like Junshan Island, so his progress is amazing.

Unlike Luofu, Yuanhong and Wuyi, there wasn't even a trace of demonic aura on it.

With a righteous and upright spirit like the Taoist, it is just like the auspicious beast mentioned in ancient legends.

"good."

"It seems that I haven't been lazy in the past six months."

Chen Yulou's eyes were full of admiration.

Even he could not have imagined that his unintentional action that day would actually give him a chance to allow the Four-Beast Monster, which only existed in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, to reappear on the Yunmeng Lake one day.

Bai Ze jumped over, his eyes full of intelligence, his body crouched low, his head raised slightly. He was obviously just a white deer, but he gave people the feeling of a hermit in the mountains.

See it appear in front of you.

Chen Yulou did not waste any time and took out two ancient scrolls.

It was the Divine Light and the Dongxuan Gold and Jade Collection left behind by the senior from the Yuxian Sect.

We got to know each other, and I also benefited from his cave.

Of course, we can't just sit back and watch the Yuxian Sect's inheritance die out.

Among all the people, he looked at them one by one and found that none of them were suitable for cultivation. On the contrary, Bai Ze had a clear and transparent body and extraordinary spirituality. The most important thing was that he had just started, so he was the best candidate.

"These two books were left by our predecessors."

"You stay by my side and observe and practice carefully."

Listening to the master's earnest instructions, Bai Ze seemed to realize something, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. Chen Yulou just smiled and stroked the top of his head, saying softly, "I will be in seclusion soon, and may not show up for many years."

"It can be considered as an opportunity given to you before the border crossing."

After hearing this, the panic in Bai Ze's eyes disappeared.

He stepped forward respectfully and carefully took the two ancient scriptures. Before he could say anything, Chen Yulou's big hand swept over him, and a spiritual light floated in his palm. In an instant, he felt that deep in his mind, in the Niwan Palace, there seemed to be countless lights and shadows flowing.

Immediately.

An invisible wind arose.

Carrying Bai Ze up into the void.

The scene in front of it changed, and when it could see clearly again, it found that it had returned to the cave.

At the same time, a gentle laugh echoed in my ears.

"These two volumes are the true scriptures of Taoism. If there is anything you don't understand, you can go to ask the seniors like Queqiao Shao, Hua Ling, and Hong Girl for advice. Don't worry about anything else. They will definitely give you guidance with all their heart."

"In the next few years, Yunhu Temple will close its doors."

"Bai Ze, remember to practice diligently. I hope we can meet again as fellow Taoists in the future!"

Listen to every word.

Bai Ze just felt his mind was in a trance.

He placed the ancient scroll in his hand on the desk, then fell to the ground and kowtowed heavily in the direction of Yunhu Temple. When he raised his head again, his eyes were already misty and tears were streaming down his face.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master."

"Bai Ze will definitely... live up to expectations!"

As if he had heard its thoughts, Chen Yulou, who was walking into Yunhu Temple with his hands behind his back, couldn't help but smile. Then he waved his long sleeves, and in an instant, all the doors and windows were sealed.

Simultaneously.

Talismans floated out from his sleeves and flew to various places in the ancient temple.

A moment later, when he stepped into the alchemy room.

The entire Yunhu Temple seemed to be shrouded in an invisible veil, with rippling water and faint clouds.

The so-called alchemy room was actually a cave he had opened up on the cliff leading to the back mountain of the ancient temple.

Not much space.

But it wins in terms of quietness.

Deep in the cave, there is even a sweet spring with gurgling water flowing.

On the stone walls on both sides, there is a long-burning lamp hanging, with a flickering light, illuminating the stone chamber as bright as day.

Looking around with satisfaction, Chen Yulou's mind moved, and suddenly, the alchemy furnace and jade box appeared out of thin air in the Qi Hai cave like a water pavilion, and then fell to the ground one by one.

That alchemy furnace was naturally not the Guixu Gua Ding.

Instead, it was brought back from the ten-thousand-year-old Tai Sui coffin at Zhalong Mountain and nurtured in the cave for many years. At this moment, its color is as good as new, and the discarded elixir residue in the furnace has been cleaned out.

It is perfect for refining pills.

"Earthfire!"

After setting up the alchemy furnace, Chen Yulou grabbed out of thin air again, and suddenly, a burst of fire jumped in his palm.

Junshan is an island in the middle of a lake, so naturally there are no dragon volcanoes.

This underground fire was collected by him when he passed Shijun Mountain from Chenjiazhuang a few days ago, using his soul to enter the deep of the hundred-foot fire cave.

"go with!"

With a light throw, the fire immediately fell into the cave under the alchemy furnace, rose up against the wind, and in an instant it turned into a majestic flame, burning the alchemy furnace red.

Seeing this, he no longer hesitated.

The divine consciousness guided the elixir hidden in the jade box.

Fly into the furnace in an orderly manner.

Over the years, whenever he had some free time, whether he was traveling or fighting, he would study the four arts of cultivation in the Changsheng Gong.

Now, in his opinion, talismans are the strongest and are almost perfect. With a wave of his hand, the thirteen cloud talismans appear naturally; the second is alchemy, which he has tried many times before, but this is the first time for him to do so on such a large scale as today.

After that came refining equipment and forming formations. The formations were ever-changing and really hard to comprehend. As for refining equipment, with Shopkeeper Li from Honeycomb Mountain around, he subconsciously became a little lazy.

However, even so, after obtaining the Wu Hou Weapon Collection Map from the Dixian Village, his attainments in weapon making and refining were far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

slam-la-

As his spiritual thoughts floated, spiritual light continued to flicker in the stone chamber.

The aroma of medicine filled the air in the furnace.

in a blink.

Half a month passed.

Chen Yulou, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, finally opened his eyes. In his sight, the alchemy furnace was shining with rainbow light like a waterfall. The fragrance of elixir filled the room, refreshing and intoxicating.

This is clearly a sign of something.

Chen Yulou's mind moved, and he quickly stood up and walked to the outside of the alchemy furnace. It seemed as if his eyes could see through the lid of the furnace and see clearly inside.

"Today is a good time."

"The elixir is ready."

With a light chuckle, he flicked his finger lightly, and the furnace cover instantly slid aside. At the same time, rays of spiritual light flew out of the furnace and fell into the jade box that had been prepared long ago.

Wrapped in the spiritual light were pills that were either green or white, but all of them were shiny and smooth.

A rough scan revealed that there were at least sixty or seventy of them.

Of course, there were quite a few waste pills in the furnace, but this success rate was already extremely surprising to him.

He put away the jade box and sealed the fire cave with spiritual energy to prevent the entire Chashan Island from being burned to ashes after his retreat. After doing all this, he turned around and walked out of the alchemy room.

All the way to the lobby of Yunhu Temple.

Chen Yulou stretched out his hand and pushed the jade box containing the elixir. It immediately turned into streams of light, breaking through the talisman formation covering the outside of the temple and heading straight for the cave in Tongxin Lake.

At the same time, leave a message.

Just wait for Partridge Whistle to return from the Peacock Mountain tribe and you will receive it.

call--

Finally, the last worry was resolved.

Chen Yulou just felt relaxed all over.

There was only one thing left.

That is to retreat with all your strength.

I walked up the wooden stairs to the third floor. In the room, apart from a coffee table and a desk, there were only two futons and a stone stove. The wood incense in the stove was still burning, and the green smoke was flowing slowly like sand.

This is no shabby room.

The incense burner for tranquilizing the mind and the meditation cushion for enlightenment are both Taoist magic weapons that are hard to find in the world.

Sitting cross-legged on the cushion.

Bathed in the tranquilizing fragrance, I felt my restless mind suddenly calm down.

He breathed in and out casually for a cycle, and only when his mind became completely clear and empty did he let go of his thoughts.

“The Yuanshen realm is full, but the Divine Bridge has not yet arrived. Therefore, the most important thing for this retreat is to impact the Divine Bridge realm. Once the Divine Bridge is completed and the Yuanshen crosses to the other side, only then can we truly break the shackles and see the Great Freedom.”

"The second is Qingmu's true body. The embryo is still weak, so we must make a concerted effort to make it condense and not disperse, just like a Taoist spirit infant, giving rise to a Yang God. As for the Qinglei Bamboo, maybe I can use it when I come out of retreat!"

"After that, it is time to cultivate the four arts of Taoism and try to cultivate them to the highest level, especially the formation. When he ascends to heaven one day, the formation will protect him and will be of unimaginable use in overcoming the tribulation."

"Finally... a few magic weapons were integrated into the real body one by one."

In front of the coffee table, Chen Yulou murmured softly.

Thoughts emerged in my mind one after another.

This retreat was not a spur-of-the-moment decision. He had already made plans long before he finished his stay in Dixian Village and headed north to Tianjin and then to Mobei.

As for why it was six or seven years.

It was because he had made a ten-year agreement with Zhou Jiao at the Fuxian Lake. When it had completely refined that piece of real dragon bone, pushed its demonic aura to the extreme, and was ready to walk through the water and transform into a dragon, he would go there in person to protect it.

This is more than just an agreement.

Zhou Jiao is a dragon and Luofu is a phoenix.

Having the dragon and the phoenix by his side is of unspeakable benefit to him in overcoming the tribulation and ascending to heaven.

"Almost done." He went over a few things in his mind again, making sure nothing was missed.

The ripple in Chen Yulou's eyes finally calmed down.

Just like a whale swallowing, it took a deep breath. In an instant, an invisible vortex suddenly rose with Yunhu Temple as the center, and the spiritual energy floating in Junshan Island, Dongting Lake and the world quickly gathered together.

Enter from between his eyebrows.

Circulating back and forth in the hundreds of orifices of the Danfu.

……

Spring passes and autumn comes.

A blink of an eye.

The leaves on Junshan Island turned red six or seven times, but it didn't snow much, only three or four times. Dongting Lake was as vast and endless as ever, as if it had been like this for millions of years.

The dozen or so Taoist tea plants in the tea garden finally grew into trees.

Bearing in mind the instructions left by his master before he went into seclusion, Bai Ze would pick the buds and tender leaves around the Qingming Festival every year, and then give them to Uncle Jiu who was in charge of the Dongting Temple, asking him to find someone to fry them.

Over the years, he sent people to search around the lake, and actually found several old masters who used to work in the Tea Tax Bureau. He invited them back to Junshan Island to specialize in roasting Qingcheng Taoist tea.

A few years down the line.

I've accumulated several cans.

Just waiting for the young master to come out.

Ever since he witnessed the scene of slaying a dragon in the rain with his own eyes, how could he not understand that the young master was no longer the little kid playing with a wooden sword, but had entered another level, the legendary land immortal.

After all, there are only a few people in this world who can go without food, water, or sleep and remain in seclusion for six or seven years.

Six or seven years.

Although nothing happened on Dongting Lake, he was ultimately unable to defeat the years. His temples had turned completely gray, and his health was much weaker than before.

But at least he is still alive. Last year, Old Eleven did not survive the coldest days of winter. Uncle Yu's health was getting worse day by day. He went back to the village to see him several times. He had aged greatly, but was still holding on.

Lao Jiu knew that he was just holding on for the last time to see the young master.

"Please hold on."

"This damn world is like this. Those warlords have ravaged Changsha. Even the city is in a mess. I don't know when they will attack Yueyang and Xiangxi."

Squatting on the threshold of Dongting Temple.

Lao Jiu was holding a pipe and smoking it, his face full of worry.

"What do you mean?"

Just as he was muttering, a sound that was a mixture of calm and storm suddenly sounded.

Lao Jiu was startled.

Subconsciously look back.

Only then did he realize that a figure had appeared in the hall at some point. He was wearing a long green robe, with golden light in his eyes. Although he was more than ten steps away from the figure, he gave him a sense of oppression, as if a storm was about to come and the world was about to collapse.

"Young Master?"

Lao Jiu was speechless and rubbed his eyes hard, fearing that he had seen it wrong.

"Uncle Jiu, you just said that you must hold on, but... Uncle Yu?"

Chen Yulou instantly appeared at the threshold, looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.

Those eyes looked peaceful.

But it seemed as if thunder was about to rise.

Facing those eyes, Lao Jiu sighed inwardly, but finally nodded.

"Uncle Yu has been in poor health since the beginning of the year, but he has been holding on. He has become so thin that he looks unrecognizable. The manor has invited many traditional Chinese doctors to treat him, but they all said that he is at the end of his rope and that even gods cannot save him. Young Master, are you coming out of seclusion now, or... Eh, Young Master?"

Lao Jiu lowered his head, his face unable to hide the pain.

Back then, every one of them was brought up by Uncle Yu. Although he was called an elder brother, he was actually a master.

However, as he was speaking, when he turned around, he found that Chen Yulou was no longer in the hall. The setting sun shone on him, stretching his shadow extremely long on the ground.

Chenjiazhuang.

In an old house just across an alley from Guanyun Tower.

After the setting sun went down the mountain, the light became dimmer. An old man was lying on the bed. It was obvious that he was very ill. His face was lifeless, his eyes were dull, and his cheeks were sunken. A strong smell of herbs filled the air.

Suddenly.

The light from the oil lamp on the table flickered.

A figure walked out of the void.

The old man seemed to have noticed something as well and turned his head with difficulty. Although his vision was extremely blurry, he could still see the person clearly at once. After all, that was the person he had watched growing up, and the person had already been imprinted in his mind.

"Yes, Master?"

He tried to sit up tremblingly, but unfortunately, after several attempts, he failed. Uncle Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I'm old, and I'm really useless."

"Uncle Yu..."

Looking at the old man on the bed, Chen Yulou's eyes suddenly turned red. He walked quickly to the bed and held the skinny hand.

In just six or seven years, he has aged to this extent. Even from his face, there is no trace of the old man in my memory who had wrinkles on his chest and looked intimidating without even getting angry.

"Really, young master."

"It seems that this old servant has not waited in vain. I was just afraid that this ghostly appearance would scare you."

So close, Uncle Yu finally saw the young master he had been thinking about day and night. After so many years, he hadn't changed at all, as if time had left no trace on him.

"Uncle Yu, you are very ill. Stop talking. I will help you breathe."

Trying hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, Chen Yulou shook his head. At the same time, a ray of green wood inspiration emerged from his palm and passed from Uncle Yu's hand into his skinny body.

But even so, it did not come back to life as imagined.

It just slightly moistened the injuries in the lower body and then they disappeared.

Chen Yulou understood at once that Uncle Yu's old illness and hidden injuries had completely erupted. Just as those traditional Chinese doctors had said, his life was at the end of its life and hanging by a thread, and there was no way to save him.

In fact, if he had not taken the treasures from heaven and earth in those years, this moment would have come earlier, and he might not even be able to hold on until today.

Although Qingmu spiritual energy can heal injuries and cure diseases, it cannot stop the cycle of life and death.

What's more, his body is already a sieve, and the spiritual energy will dissipate after traveling through his limbs and meridians.

"Stop working, Master. I know my illness well, and so does the kidnapper. Tell him not to waste it and use the precious medicine to prolong my life. I have lived to such an old age, and I can see you before I die. How can I not be satisfied?"

"Just a few words, let me finish."

Hearing this, Chen Yulou's hands froze and he nodded heavily.

"Master, you have never married in your life. I am worried about you. Hong Yatou likes you and her heart is on you. She is a good girl. Don't let her down."

"Also, I am from Jingzhou Prefecture. After I die, I hope that the young master will send my remains back to my hometown."

"What a pity, what a pity, I won't be able to see the day when the young master gets married and has children..."

Listening to him chattering on.

I don't know when it stopped.

The whole house suddenly became silent, and the light seemed to stop. Chen Yulou, who was holding Uncle Yu's right hand, had already burst into tears.

A few days later.

White flags are hung in Chenjiazhuang.

Chen Yulou personally carried the bone jar all the way to Jingzhou Prefecture.

Xiangyin is located in Chenzhou Prefecture, and the two places are actually not far apart. However, Uncle Yu has never been back since he married into the Chen family. Unexpectedly, when he returned to his hometown again, he would be separated from his hometown by life and death.

……

A few months later.

On the Nanpan River that flows through southern Yunnan.

The bow of a zygote.

Chen Yulou sat cross-legged on the deck, listening to the old Bai man opposite him, who was smoking a hookah and talking about his experiences on the ship, his face full of smiles.

"That's right, there were quite a few of you at the beginning, why is it that only Mr. Chen is here this time?"

Bamo put down his hookah.

It had been more than nine years since they last met. He was now older than he was then and could not even sail the ship. He had to leave the helm to his two sons. If Chen Yulou had not come to him, he would not have come out.

Looking at the man in front of him, Bamo's eyes were full of surprise.

They all looked very old, but Mr. Chen hadn't changed at all. He was even younger and more heroic than before.

"They all had things to do, so they came alone."

Chen Yulou smiled.

The reason why I found Ba Mo was because we had agreed to take his boat on the return trip. However, after the trip to Zhalong Mountain, we made a temporary detour to Fuxian Lake.

Now that I am entering Yunnan again and have to cross the Nanpan River, I subconsciously asked about it.

Maybe it was because Uncle Yu left, but he had an indescribable longing for these old friends, even if they just met in the world. Now this action is actually to cut off the past and calm the demons in his heart.

Time is like the flow of Nanpan River. Before you know it, several days have passed.

Chen Yulou also arrived at the Fuxian Lake, but he did not rush to the Water Palace to meet Zhou Jiao. Instead, he went to the ancient city of Jianshui and found the Sichuan-Hunan Restaurant.

The old shopkeeper has aged a lot, and has left all the store affairs to his son, becoming a completely hands-off manager. He plays chess and plants flowers every day. Although his eyesight is not as good as before, I still recognized him at a glance.

I said back then that if I came again ten years later, I would definitely welcome you.

Unexpectedly, he actually waited for it.

For a moment, the old shopkeeper couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. If he had known this would happen, he should have asked his clerk to chase him out of the city and take the letter to Jialing Road, just in case there were still people back home.
However, it is not a pity to see old friends again now.

The two, one old and one young, had a good chat about the past on the second floor.

Only after having a good meal and a few drinks did Chen Yulou stroll out of the ancient city and head towards Fuxian Lake outside the city.

Half a year ago, he suddenly woke up during his retreat. It was the spirit seed of Zhou Jiao in the Niwan Palace that sent him a message, hoping that he would go to Fuxian Lake and form a dragon protection formation for it.

Waited until we reached the lake.

Chen Yulou did not stop, nor did he look for a boat. Instead, he walked on the water and headed straight towards the Yinghai Island in the center of the lake.

It’s a pity that there were no fishermen on the lake, otherwise if they saw such a scene, they would be so shocked that they would be speechless, and then they would kneel down and shout that an immortal had descended to the world.

hula-

Before reaching the center of the lake, huge waves suddenly arose on the calm lake.

Then, a dragon as big as a ship appeared on the water. Who else could it be but Zhou Jiao?
Compared to before, its demonic aura is even more majestic and astonishing, like an island. Wherever it passes, dark clouds swell in the sky and waves roll past it.

only……

Compared to him.

Looking at the figure floating in the air and walking on the water on the lake, the waves in Zhou Jiao's heart were even more terrifying.

I thought I had refined a real dragon bone.

It's hard to find an opponent.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen was even more celestial, and even its dragon eyes could not see through his level of cultivation.

Looking up, he felt as if he had merged into the vast universe. The void around him was moving with him. He was clearly standing there, but he felt a sense of oppression that made his heart tremble and his soul shatter.

The dragon's body retreated little by little, and finally turned into a middle-aged man in a black robe. Only the two dragon horns on his forehead and the scales on his arms were clearly visible.

The man clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.

"Zhou Jiao... Meet the Master!" (End of this chapter)