The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

Seeing this, Fang Yun felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly slapped away the old foreigner's hand that was groping his chest and said irritably:

"This is what I prepared for Erlan and the others. Don't forget they're still waiting for us deep in the mountains."

“Let’s go. If we leave the valley now, we can still reach the Broken Insect Path Ruins before sunset. After resting for the night, we’ll head straight back and discuss the Ghost Curse in detail when we get to Chen Family Village.”

Upon hearing Fang Yun's words, the three of them became serious and nodded emphatically.

(Comments say there's no dragon bone scripture in the tomb of King Xian, but actually there is. The one from Dafosi Temple and the one from Li Chunfeng together make up a whole, and that was Li Chunfeng's doing.)

(Please trust me, all of this is verifiable in the original work. I'm not stupid; I'll check carefully. If you see drastic changes to the plot, that means I've modified it. I can't let everyone feel like they've read a different version of the original work.)

Chapter 106 Return Journey, First Steps into Martial Arts!

The return journey was very easy, because the poisonous miasma in the valley had all dissipated due to the deaths of the infants and the long worms.

As for the strange poisonous insects and ferocious beasts in the valley, many of them died due to the change in the magnetic field environment, and the remaining ones did not dare to approach Fang Yun, who carried the Zhongyuan Seal.

The next day at noon, the group of four successfully exited Zhelong Mountain and headed back to the river they had come from.

It took three hours to find Zhelong Mountain on the way there, but on the way back, we didn't need to explore and only took two hours to reach the river.

Looking out from the woods, you can see large boats on the river, with a dozen or so people gathered on the deck, smoking, boasting, and joking.

As soon as the four of them emerged from the dense forest, the dozen or so people on the boat threw down their pipes, jumped off the boat, and rushed towards Fang Yun and his companions.

"Master Fang! Master Dao!"

"Did your trip go smoothly?"

Erlan walked at the front, his face filled with disbelief.

Having known each other for many years, he, as a member of the Chen family's inner circle, naturally knew of the Mountain Moving faction's desire for rare treasures and elixirs. The Mountain Moving faction had never backed down halfway when entering a tomb.

Now, these tomb raiders have joined forces, entered the tomb of King Xian, and returned safely.

This means that the tomb raiders might actually have robbed the tomb of the King of Xian!

It's important to know that over the past two thousand years, there have been at least eight or ten thousand people eyeing the tomb of King Xian, but none of them have ever come out of it!

Seeing the two lazybones and the group of Unloading Ridge Warriors looking on with curiosity, Fang Yun remained silent and smiled as he looked at Partridge Whistle.

Partridge Whistle raised the corner of his mouth, took a cloth bag from the bamboo basket on his back, handed it to Lazybones, and laughed loudly:

"Thank you all for escorting me this time. These gifts are a token of my gratitude, and everyone will receive one!"

The contents of this cloth bag were naturally prepared by Fang Yun beforehand. Although they were not as good as those he had hidden in the system space, they were all rare treasures in the trade, with astonishing value. Selling just one of them would be enough to live a life of extravagance for a year, and if given to ordinary people, it would be enough for them to eat for a lifetime!

Wow...

Upon hearing Partridge Whistle's words, all the Unloading Ridge Warriors gasped and stared wide-eyed.

The tomb raiders and the mountain movers actually managed to conquer the Xianwang Tomb, which had remained untouched for two thousand years!

Shocked, the group of Unloading Ridge Warriors turned their attention to the cloth bag in Erlan's arms.

They may not have the chance to descend into such a large tomb, but they might have a chance to get a share of the spoils!

These are funerary artifacts from over two thousand years ago... any one of them could fetch a good price. Even if it's just a piece of miscellaneous jade, it would be enough for them to live a carefree life for a month after selling it.

Seeing the group of Unloading Ridge Warriors vying for the Dividing Weapon, Fang Yun and the other three all laughed, with Fang Yun naturally laughing the most.

The most expensive, the most historically significant, the most beautiful... they're all in his system space!

All these gains combined left him speechless with joy.

Perhaps... only the word "Holy shit" can express his feelings.

The group of Unloading Ridge Warriors were all worldly people, and without much delay, after distributing the funerary objects and congratulating Fang Yun and the other three, they welcomed them onto the ship.

Soon, the ship started moving and headed back the way it came.

Hua and her two senior brothers gathered to one side to discuss the Hui people's affairs, while Fang Yun sat alone at the bow of the boat, carefully studying the Zhongyuan Qigong.

"Regulating breath, body, mind, and spirit... this kind of qigong is really something that ordinary people can't master."

After reading the entire text of Zhongyuan Yiqi Gong, Fang Yun let out a breath.

Practicing Qigong is indeed a tedious and lengthy process. No wonder there are fewer and fewer martial arts masters in recent times. There are simply not many people who can give up worldly temptations and devote themselves to arduous cultivation.

Given his personality, it's indeed impossible for him to practice asceticism every day.

However, he possesses the bloodline of the Qilin, which grants him a long lifespan... One hour of cultivation a day is enough to surpass what others can achieve in a lifetime of hard work. Furthermore, he can supplement his cultivation with the inner core of a great demon and rare medicines, making his cultivation progress even faster.

After suppressing his thoughts, calming his mind, and relaxing his body, Fang Yun sat up cross-legged, placed his left hand on his dantian, covered his left hand with his right hand, and began to practice the introductory chapter on Qi absorption.

"From noon to midnight, the six yin energies are used six times, for twenty-four breaths, then retreating and refining..."

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"Cool!"

After a long while, Fang Yun opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Looking around, he realized the sun was already setting. He didn't know how long he had been cultivating, but his perception of ambient noise had decreased considerably during his cultivation, making him feel as if he had fallen asleep.

The first time I practiced, I didn't feel anything mysterious. After finishing, I felt like I had taken a nap and felt refreshed.

"Brother Fang, were you practicing Qi cultivation earlier?"

Just then, Fang Yun heard Partridge Whistle's voice. He turned his head and saw that Partridge Whistle and his two fellow disciples were all there.

"That's right, I have obtained a qigong method before, and this is the first time I've practiced it."

Fang Yun nodded and, without hiding anything, told Partridge Whistle directly.

Most of the kung fu within the Moving Mountain Sect originated from Taoism. Partridge Whistle, Old Foreigner, and Hua Sanren all practiced Taoist methods, following the path of condensing the seeds of Taoist energy.

However, martial arts and Taoist arts are different. The blood elixir is condensed in the lower dantian, while the Taoist seed is condensed in the chest cavity, but the general realms and cultivation methods are still similar.

Thinking of this, Fang Yun became curious again. Partridge Whistle was the most talented person in the history of Moving Mountain for hundreds of years. He wondered how well Partridge Whistle had practiced his Taoist arts.

"Brother Daoist, you have been cultivating Daoist arts for more than ten years now. I wonder what realm you have reached?"

"To be honest, I'm ashamed to say..." Partridge Whistle shook his head, a sigh on his face, as if he was somewhat dissatisfied with himself.

"I have been cultivating the Dao for fourteen years, and I have now reached the level of refining Qi and returning to the spirit, but I don't know when I can enter the first realm of refining spirit and returning to emptiness."

Upon hearing Partridge Whistle's words, Fang Yun nodded thoughtfully.

To condense the Blood Elixir and the Dao Seed, one must first go through three steps: Ming Jin (manifest strength), An Jin (hidden strength), and Hua Jin (transformation strength), or one must refine essence into Qi, refine Qi into spirit, and refine spirit into emptiness.

In the process, one must also temper the body to reach the level of tendon, bone, and marrow transformation, so that the physical body can accommodate more vital energy.

Partridge Whistle has cultivated to the level of Qi Refining and Spirit Returning, which means he has reached the level of Dark Strength and has almost fully tempered his muscles and bones.

No wonder Partridge Whistle's strength far surpasses that of ordinary people. In the original story, he was able to use his mortal body to combine with Kui Xing's kick to dislocate the spine of the seven-hundred-year-old Corpse King. It turns out that he had cultivated to the level of Qi Refining and Spirit Returning.

From this perspective, cultivation isn't actually that difficult.

Partridge Whistle took fourteen years to get to this point, he doesn't need that long.

His cultivation method is the most suitable for him, and he can also use medicine to assist in cultivation. Perhaps he can reach this point in a few years, and then spend a few more years to reach the level of refining spirit and returning to emptiness. Finally, spend a few more years to integrate and master it, and condense the blood elixir!

After all, his body had long since reached the point where he could master the Three Forces and the Three Refinements. All he had to do was break through that door and become familiar with that power.

Thinking about it this way, tomorrow really is another day full of hope!

(Just a quick note, everyone should know this, I'll write less in the future to avoid any writing mishaps.)

Chapter 107 The Great Treasury is Presented, a Matter of Great Importance to the World!

The return journey followed the current, and the boats were much faster than on the way there, returning to Xiangyin in just four days.

As soon as they entered Chenjiazhuang, Chen Yulou hurriedly came to greet them and led the group of four into a guest courtyard, inquiring about their trip to the tomb of the Prince of Xian.

After obtaining the Muchen Pearl, Partridge Whistle was in high spirits and wanted to share his joy with others. He pulled Chen Yulou aside and began to tell him about the thrilling and bizarre events he had encountered during his trip to the Tomb of the King of Xian.

"This trip has been truly amazing!"

"Ancient immortal caves, ancient strange insects, tens of thousands of worms... No wonder the tomb of King Xian is called a tomb that can only be destroyed by the collapse of the heavens and can never be robbed."

"But this tomb, which could never be robbed, was eventually robbed anyway."

After listening to Partridge Whistle recount the process of breaking into the tomb, Chen Yulou took a sip of tea, his face filled with emotion.

The tomb of King Xian is a forbidden place for tomb raiders throughout the land, a fact widely acknowledged in the industry. However, considering Fang Yun and Partridge Whistle's abilities, he could understand it to some extent.

After a moment of reflection, Chen Yulou sighed again:

"It would be a great regret in life not to have seen such a wonderful place with my own eyes."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yun's eyes lit up, and an idea arose in his mind.

Chen Yulou is not blind and decadent like in the original novel. He is still the heir of the Chen family, with countless bandits, thieves and warlords under his command, and he has the ambition to pacify the chaotic world.

The world is in chaos now, and it won't be long before the world is thrown into turmoil and war breaks out.

He knew that history, and in his previous life he had been indignant about it, wishing he could have been born a few decades earlier so that he could have dedicated his life to protecting the Central Plains.

The regrets of the previous life can be made up for in this life... that's a wonderful thing!

Fang Yun then looked at Chen Yulou and said in a deep voice, "In that case, Brother Chen, would you be interested in taking a group to the tomb of the Prince of Xian?"

Upon hearing Fang Yun's words, Chen Yulou was taken aback. Then, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he quickly realized what was happening. He composed himself and asked, "..."

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"Brother Fang, are you referring to...the tomb?"