Early the next morning, they packed up their bags and headed for the location set by Maoshan.

In the past, the person who walked in front of the team to lead the way has always been my second uncle Zhang Zuye, but since leaving the patio-like mountain basin, Practical has accelerated his pace and gradually walked to the front of the team.

My dad told Practical to slow down, and Practical just smiled, and then retreated to the back of the line.

But it didn't take long to go, and Practical would unconsciously run to the front of the team.

At that time, he was still young, far less calm and spicy than he is now, and he was so excited at that time that he was a little carried away.

Everyone, including my dad, was excited about the practicality, but only when it was the first time he had entered such a mountain and he felt new about everything, they couldn't help themselves.

Now that my dad thinks about it, he remembers that every time he walked to the front of the line, he was going in the right direction, and he shouldn't have known where the tomb was located.

After a night and two days of trekking, they finally found the tomb.

At first, everyone thought it was a large mound, or it used to be a stone mound, but because of the age, the stone has been eroded completely, and only a collapsed mound remains.

But later when they tried to dig through the dirt bag, they found that there was no expected tomb and coffin under this dirt bag, only a compartment made of bronze, and the compartment was filled with black grease, and those semi-solid grease were like asphalt that was about to solidify, and there was a relatively heavy smell of wine in between, my father speculated that it should be used for embalming, but because he had never seen such a thing before, he was not sure whether it was toxic or not, so he hesitated to take it apart and see.

In order to dig it, my father, second uncle, and third uncle dug out a large pit with a width of two meters and a depth of about three meters.

Just when my dad was hesitating, Zhuo Chenzi, who had been standing on the edge of the pit and watching, suddenly lost his footing, fell sharply, and plunged his head into the ointment on the ground.

This frightened my father, and he hurriedly beckoned the second and third uncles to pull out the burning dust.

Zhuo Chenzi was also frightened, and it took a long time to ease up, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he pointed to the utility standing on the edge of the pit and shouted: "You are idle, what are you pushing me for?" ”

Practical hands spread: "Not on purpose. ”

On weekdays, Zhuochenzi and Practical often quarrel and quarrel, and my dad only trained Practical a few words, anyway, Burning Dust is not a big deal, so I didn't dig into it.

"I didn't care", "I didn't dig deeper", when telling this past, my dad repeatedly mentioned such words.

I think that if he hadn't trusted practicality so much, if he had cared a little bit and studied it deeply, maybe practicality wouldn't have come to this point.

My dad must have thought the same way, so when he mentioned those past events, there was a sense of guilt in his eyes, as if he owed something practical.

But we all know that in this matter, there is no debt, only regret and helplessness.

Besides, at that time, my father saw that the scorching dust was fine, so he was sure that there was no poison in the ointment, so he took out a sapper shovel and a dagger, and cut the whole ointment.

Inside the grease, nothing of value was found, only an oily scroll.

After repeatedly confirming that there were no ancient corpses in the mountain, a group of five people left Qilian Mountain with this ancient scroll.

In that era of underdeveloped communications, it was impossible to get in touch with Maoshan around the mountainous area, coupled with inconvenient transportation, and the distance from Qilian Mountain to Maoshan was long, my father was afraid that after the ancient scroll came into contact with the air, the words inside might be oxidized in a short time, so he took it upon himself to clean up the grease on the ancient scroll and re-do a simple anti-oxidation treatment for it.

In the process of applying the antioxidant oil, the entire scroll must be fully unfolded, and the text on it must be displayed in plain sight.

What my dad didn't expect was that this ancient scroll turned out to be the legendary "Recipe for Eternal Life", and the person who wrote it was the Shangxian Guangchengzi 5,000 years ago.

As for whether there is Guangchengzi and his person in history, it is impossible to verify it for the time being, but this volume of longevity is really displayed in front of the five people.

According to practical terms, my dad kept this scroll privately, and several of them only saw the contents of the scroll later.

But my dad said that all five of them had seen what was written in the scroll, and they had read it several times, and with their practical intelligence, they could memorize the contents of the scroll just by looking at it once, but he still looked at it several times, and this action finally caught my dad's attention.

At that time, my father had already vaguely realized that it was possible that Practical might have known that the "Recipe for Eternal Life" was hidden in the Qilian Mountains, and he also knew that there were no ancient corpses under the ancient mound.

But there is one thing that my dad and the practical narrative are completely in line with.

That is, the "Recipe for Longevity" records that if you want to live forever, you must first use the blood of the Great Yin to nourish the epidermis, and then use the corpse oil to pour the body, burn this layer of blood skin, and wait until the blood skin is melted away, and then grow a new skin, you can get the immortal body.

In order to obtain the blood of the Great Yin, it is necessary to first kill two hundred newborn babies to take blood, and then raise ninety-nine powerful ghosts to inject the power of the primordial gods on the ghosts.

And the boiling corpse oil used to pour the body is, to put it bluntly, boiling corpse oil, and where this corpse oil comes from, it comes from the two hundred babies slaughtered earlier.

But Practical once said that my dad wanted to borrow this "Recipe for Eternal Life" to get immortality, because my dad had a strong demonic nature since he was born, and the reason why the demonic nature was difficult to suppress at that time was because this demonic nature was stronger than the body's endurance, but if you get the immortal body, you can suppress the demonic nature forever.

But my dad said that he does have a demonic nature, and this demonic nature has indeed exploded, but my mother's eight characters can just restrain this demonic nature, as long as the husband and wife stay together for more than ten years, my father's demonic nature will gradually be polished away.

Now that the demonic nature in my dad has disappeared, the so-called demonic nature is too strong to be suppressed, which is simply nonsense.

Practical and my dad, who the hell should I trust?

It's easy to choose, after all, Yin Cha doesn't lie.

My dad, like me, is a bad guy.

Although he obtained the method of immortality in the practical life of that year, he was only ambitious, but he was not unscrupulous, and with his temperament, it was impossible to use the blood of two hundred born babies to continue his life.

But practical is also a person who does not give up, since he saw the content of "The Recipe for Longevity", he has become more and more silent, often locking himself in the tent, staying for several days, my dad is in a hurry to Maoshan, but every time he asks practical to pack up his things and set off, practical is perfunctory to my dad on the grounds of physical discomfort.

This delay is a full half a month.

On the night of May 10, 1987, the person in charge of the vigil that night was my third uncle Sun Chuansheng, and my father was already asleep, but was woken up in the middle of the night by practical laughter.

According to my dad's recollection, the laughter was hysterical, and most people would not laugh like that, even if they were extremely happy, until he recognized it as a practical voice, and he was even more psychologically furious.

Although this kid is young, he is calmer than anyone else on weekdays, what happened tonight.

My dad hurriedly got out of the tent, and saw practical holding my third uncle's hand, jumping violently, while laughing like crazy, the third uncle was confused by him, and asked him what was wrong, but practical only smiled, and didn't say a word.

My dad was really worried, so he yelled at the practical: "Stone, what are you doing!" ”

Practical only then smiled, and shouted at my father and the second uncle who had just climbed out of the tent with an excited face: "Big brother, second brother, let's live forever together!" ”

As soon as I heard this, my dad suddenly felt like a great enemy, and he scolded him for being practical.

Immortality is the ultimate goal of a practitioner, but it is also a taboo in our profession.

It is said that it is the ultimate goal because everyone who enters the cultivation circle wants to one day reach the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and after the unity of heaven and man, they can become immortals after death.

To become an immortal is to live forever.

But if you don't aim to pursue the unity of heaven and man, and want to force immortality with the body of a mortal, it is taboo, because in the eyes of the practitioners, this is against the rules of heaven, and those who violate heaven will be punished by heaven!

Practical didn't seem to expect my dad to be angry, and he was a little confused, but where did my dad care about these at the time, he just counted the practical ones violently, and also told countless truths to practical use.

After experiencing a big scolding, Practical only said lightly, "I understand." He took out a booklet from his bosom and threw it on the ground.

My dad asked him what was written in the booklet, but he didn't say anything, and went back to his tent in a rage.

Later, my dad picked up the booklet and looked at its contents.

This is the note that Practical has just written in the last half a month, and the content in it is actually a cracking of the evil art of the Immortal Formula, and it can be seen between the lines that Practical seems to have deciphered the ultimate secret of the Immortal Formula, and he has figured out how to get the Immortal Body without sacrificing two hundred new babies.

Seeing this, my dad didn't hesitate to throw the booklet into the campfire, and loudly warned that he had retracted the usefulness of the tent and never pay attention to the longevity trick again.

Along with the ancient scroll of "The Secret of Eternal Life", which was written thousands of years ago, it was also burned to ashes by my father.

The campfire in the center of the camp was bright, and the books and books burned into large strands of ashes, slowly rising above the flames, like leaves chatting in the wind. In the light of such fire, the practical curtain finally slowly fell.

Since then, he has been secretly observing the situation outside, and he probably wants to see how my dad will react when he sees the booklet.

But the ashes that floated above the flames extinguished the last bit of hope in his heart.

My dad and he are not the same person after all.

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