Chapter 1990 42 The Sword Immortal of Father and Son's Adventures
When he arrived at the stone room, Yan Chun saw that there was a person sitting on the stone wall on one side, but Yan Rong vaguely knew that it was a person, but now it was a skeleton, and Xiao Jinlong was very sad when he circled around this person a few times.
Yan Chun didn't dare to be offended in the slightest, and led the little wooden dog to kowtow to this person, but he said a lot of words in his mouth: "I don't know where the immortals are hiding here, Yan Chun and his son are disturbed a lot, thank you for the immortal's life-saving grace." "Although the temperature is not high, it still does not achieve the effect of not destroying the face. The little wooden dog was a little scared, and he didn't dare to come out. I don't worry about the air here, and the cold wind comes through the stone walls. Yan Chun saw a small box beside him through the light from the entrance of the cave, and he thought about it for a long time. My curiosity was aroused, and when I opened it, I suddenly felt a little dazzling. An egg-sized pearl illuminates the stone chamber as if it were daytime. There was still something under the night pearl, the book, which I could see was an ancient book, and the paper was as thin as a cicada's wings.
It's cold, and it's sealed in a wooden box, but the ancient book is well preserved.
Yan Chun opened it, but saw a few big characters: Qiu Huang Zhenren, Yu Zhanjian walked the rivers and lakes all his life, and he was nicknamed Sword Immortal. Doing more chivalrous things in his life is really to hoe the strong and help the weak. In a trip, I occasionally encountered the ancient beast Golden Dragon as a mount, this thing can soar through the clouds and fog, and can be large and small. This thing is psychic, but it is not suitable for people to be involved in the world, for fear that some wicked people will not use it well, if you meet someone who is destined, do more good deeds. There is more than a lifetime of treasure underground, originally wanted to be used for General Yue, but General Yue died tragically in the Storm Pavilion, Yu felt that the traitor was in charge, but he took a divine beast to find a place of creation and live in seclusion for a lifetime. If you want to get out of this door, please bury the remaining bones three feet deep, and the rest can be at ease. Sword Immortal Qiu Huang Zhenren respectfully.
The little wooden dog also studied the fifth grade of primary school, and most of the characters on it are in traditional Chinese, and the little wooden dog does not recognize them completely. Yan Chun was surprised. In this way, Qiu Huang Zhenren, who is called Sword Immortal, is a person during the Southern Song Dynasty, and it is indeed said that he was born in the Northern Song Dynasty, General Yue, and died in Fengbo Pavilion. In addition to Yue Fei, who resisted gold, there was also the one who died at the hands of a traitor and died in the Fengbo Pavilion? Thinking like this, Yan Chun couldn't help but glance at the psychic ancient divine beast, this thing must be at least two lines old. Now they are all so small, presumably after many years of cultivation and degradation, they can only reveal such a small true body. Thinking of what happened on the top of Wugong Mountain, this python of this size was swallowed alive by it, and the appetite of this thing was too great. Fortunately, I know this product.
The sword immortal immediately said that this old ancient beast must have lived for tens of thousands of years, and he is really a little worried. Even if it is called an ancient divine beast, he must know better than anyone what he should do and what he should not do.
The old man of the Sword Immortal immediately said that he would dig a three-foot grave for him, and Yan Chun had no opinion, who let us be destined? It's impossible to let my son do it, you must know that the little wooden dog is a little cold and shivering at this time, so there are other thoughts. Yan Chun searched for it, but he didn't see agricultural tools such as hoes and shovels used to dig pits, so it was impossible to dig them by hand, right? Thinking of this, Yan Chun didn't need to ask the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the old man of the Sword Immortal. I want to think about it, but I still have to do it. Yan Chun looked left and right, but did not find a tool, but saw something like a sword inserted in the crack of the stone. Yan Chun couldn't help but pull it out, the sword was black all over, it was cast by Ujin, and what he saw in the crack of the stone was a scabbard. The sword was in the sheath, and Yan Chun was able to pull it out as soon as he pulled it out. Because of the thinness, this weight is handy.
It's better than nothing, and the right to use it as a hoe is better. Yan Chun thought about it and started excavating. The sword is a sword, and this hard ground is inserted as easily as if it were slicing tofu. Stone by stone he turned out. Yan Chun saw the uncomfortable appearance of the little wooden dog, and he had an idea. Let the little black dog come together to help carry the stones, so that the body has exercise, and it will not feel cold.
Fortunately, the human body has been corrupted, and now it is just a skeleton, and Qiu Huang Zhenren is not as tall as himself. With the help of the Ugin Sword, it only took an hour to dig up. I've been coming in a panic, and hunger has long since passed the time to eat. The two of them didn't feel hungry.
When Yan Chun dug less than a meter, he felt that the sword could not be dug down, and there seemed to be something blocking it. Secretly thinking about the words of the sword immortal, three feet, is there really a heavy treasure, there must be something after the three feet. Thinking about it this way, it was a little strange, and people were more energetic, and when they cleaned the soil, they saw a stone box, Yan Chun understood that this was the real treasure, and the night ball just now was also used for lighting. If the greedy man didn't dig three feet for him, he would not have found this treasure.
Yan Chun brought this thing out, and put Qiu Huang Zhenren's skeleton in peace of mind and buried the soil. And carved a few words on the ground with a sword: Sword Immortal Qiu Huang Zhenren buried his bones here. He knew that future generations would see these words for a long time, and it must have been more than a thousand years, and at that time, these words must have been written no more. But I also want to have peace of mind. Everything was in order, only to remember that I hadn't seen the little golden dragon for a long time. I was so busy just now that I forgot about it. At this time, it is also not.
Yan Chun opened the box and saw a yellowed booklet and a map. The yellowed pamphlet, on the other hand, depicts images of people, each with a different movement, and lines pointing out the direction of air entering from the mouth and nose. There are only six or seven pairs, but there are no annotations on them. Just one more sentence. The six images read dragons, tigers, wolves, bears, rhinoceros, crocodiles, and so on.
In the meantime, whether sitting or lying down, squatting or standing depends on the posture of various animals. There is a very unpleasant name called the Six Evil Breathing Method. It is based on the different breaths of these animals. Come to think of it, this Qiu Huang Zhenren is really a genius grandmaster.
Yan Chun took a look at it, there was nothing strange about these, and when he went to the zoo, some of the movements were the normal resting movements of these animals. But it was the bear and the crocodile wolf, and he had only heard of it for the first time when he saw the dragon. That's the stuff of legends. Yan Chun ignored the little golden dragon.
Yan Chun did it several times according to the picture, but every time he made a picture, he had some difficulty breathing, and there was a stream of air entering the body from various places, or feet, hands, or mouth and nose, and it was good to stop. Yan Chun felt that Qiu Huang Zhenren must have some intention in doing this, or maybe he had only created this set of mental methods in this valley, and he hadn't come out yet?
He always felt that there was some connection between these diagrams, but he couldn't figure it out.
And at some point there were many more peaches on the ground. Needless to say, it was all brought by the little golden dragon. Yan Chun said to the little wooden dog, "Let's go." ”
After thinking about it, he left the picture with the heavy treasure in place along with the stone box. In the outside world, these treasures are still safe in the soil.
He put five or six peaches on the ground into his pocket and gave four to the little wooden dog: "Eat when you are hungry." ”
To be done