Chapter 44 Corpse Pill, Hidden Immortal Sect

The lid of the coffin is gone.

Flickering fires erupted.

One by one, all eyes suddenly looked into the coffin.

It's just that when they saw the ancient corpse of that person, everyone's reactions were different.

There is horror, horror, shock, and ...... Surprise.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that death is like life.

The ancients believed that after death, the spirit would not be extinguished, and after a trip from the underworld, it would return to the yang world again.

If the corpse is decomposed, destroyed.

You can't live again.

So, for this illusory theory of reincarnation.

From the emperor to the poor, one by one desperately tried their best, just to immortalize their bodies after death.

The means of embalming are nothing more than four kinds.

The first is mercury.

Because of the prevalence of alchemy, the alchemists extracted lead and mercury from the medicinal stones.

It is believed that mercury can be compatible with sexuality.

As a result, since the pre-Qin period, there has been the practice of swallowing mercury pills for longevity and borrowing mercury to keep the corpse from decaying.

The second is through ice.

As long as you find a snow mountain that does not melt all year round and bury the coffin deep in the ground, even if thousands of years have passed, the corpse in the coffin is still alive.

The third is with the help of herbs and even spices.

Soak the corpse in a liquid of medicine.

Mawangdui's Mrs. Xin Chai is this one.

As for the last one, the ancients believed that gold and jade could isolate the dirt between heaven and earth.

And he clothed the dead with golden threads of jade.

It's just that ordinary people can't afford this method at all.

By the end of the Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms had basically been cut off and disappeared.

Everyone present.

Which one is not the old rivers and lakes of the inverted bucket.

Even the youngest flower spirit has been following Partridge Whistle for several years.

But......

How many people have ever seen such a living corpse?

The ancient corpse in the coffin, judging by the appearance of the costume, has been dead for at least 2,000 years.

But the clothes and appearances are still lifelike.

It even gives people the feeling that he will open his eyes at any time and come back to life.

No matter how bold you are, you can't help but feel worried.

Of course.

Among them, there are also ruthless people who are bold and regard money as their lives.

At this moment, his eyes are shining.

You must know that the Ming ware trade has never been limited to gold, silver and jade paintings, and the types of artifacts are sometimes unimaginable.

Among them, there are people who specialize in collecting ancient corpses.

This kind of living corpse is definitely the rarest and rarest one.

Once shipped out.

I'm afraid it won't be able to sell at a sky-high price.

The Jieling faction has always moved mountains and hills, destroyed tombs and broken coffins, and had no reverence for the bones of the dead.

Especially these old guys.

The head hangs on the belt of his pants, and he has been born and died I don't know how many times.

As long as you can exchange money, you can eat enough to live.

Who cares if it's a living corpse or a zongzi?

That is, the shopkeeper and a group of leaders did not speak, or with their character, they would have taken out the corpse nets and ropes to hang the ancient corpses out of the coffin.

"Brother Chen, this is ...... Immortal body? ”

There was silence for a long time.

Partridge Whistle seemed to have just recovered from the shock.

He said in a deep voice with deep eyebrows.

Taoists believe that death is feathering, leaving its form and dissolving, so the corpse is called 'immortal metamorphosis' or 'immortal body'.

And the relics have a meaning.

"You can't be wrong."

Seeing him ask, Chen Yulou nodded.

In the original book, there is no description of this paragraph, so he actually didn't know anything about it before the coffin was opened.

Now, looking at the legendary Daomen relics.

To say that it is not shocking must be false.

He had heard of the golden body of Buddhism, and even seen a lot.

But the Taoist immortals, except for the two that have been enshrined in Maoshan, are almost unheard of.

It is conceivable how rare it is to be relict by the Daomen.

Therefore, even with a vision that surpasses the people around him for more than a hundred years, this ancient corpse can be regarded as a unique existence in his opinion.

"Could it be that this is really left behind by Feather Ascension?"

See him for confirmation.

Partridge Whistle was even more amazed in his heart.

Although the coffin is luxurious, there is no trace of lead and mercury, danshi, or secret medicine in the coffin.

Even though he has been dead for thousands of years.

The Taoist is still full of energy, giving people a sense of independence and immortal wind bones.

In addition to being ascended to the Tao and living forever.

He couldn't think of a second possibility.

Hearing this, Chen Yulou did not reply, at this moment, he was also in a thousand clues, and his heart was like a mess.

It is not difficult to speculate from the traces that appear at the moment.

Xuandao convincing qi to build the foundation should be left by the Taoist in the coffin.

It's just that......

The illusions in the murals are too striking.

In this world, is it true that there are predecessors who have cultivated to become true immortals?

If it's just a ghost blowing the lamp world.

He's still a little sure.

But before leaving Bottle Mountain, the conversation with the red girl before made him clear about one thing.

This world is far bigger and more complex than he imagined.

In the legend of Cui Laodao, there have been descriptions of the Thunder Ministry Zhengshen, the Dongyue Emperor, the Ten Palaces of Yama and even the Emperor of Heaven.

Among the river gods are demons, gods, and dragon kings.

The god of fire has the Emperor Zhenwu.

The god mentioned Hongjun because he avoided the ghost square tree to destroy the yin and yang and reopen the world, so that he had a chance to attain the Tao.

In the death loop, there are also rumors of burning lamps and killing two insect eggs.

The whole world, overlapping and overlapping, forms one universe after another.

Under the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, there are lonely souls and wild ghosts, birds and beasts, fish, turtles, turtles and snakes, collecting the aura of heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, refining the golden pill inside, and cultivating the human form outside.

That's what you can see.

Cultivators, rising in the day, do not seem to be a strange thing.

But who is this person in front of you?

Is that the foundation building really so good?

Rubbing his eyebrows, counting from the day he crossed over, Chen Yulou had never been so messy.

"So what?"

"Even if it's really a living true immortal, now it's just a corpse."

Suddenly.

His brow sank.

In the depths of those quiet and quiet eyes, a touch of ruthlessness flashed.

Can a living person be scared to death by a ghost?

"Kidnappers!"

"Dump the corpse and examine the bones."

Chen Yulou waved his hand in a calm voice.

"Yes, shopkeeper."

Hua Ma Gui had been waiting for him for a long time.

Hearing the words at this moment, how could he still hold it, so he brought a few good hands, picked up the corpse rope, and rushed towards the coffin.

"Wait......"

Seeing that a few people are about to do it.

The partridge whistle, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly strode forward and walked straight to the coffin.

An off-white pill was pulled out from the inner lining under the robe.

Hold the jaw of the ancient corpse.

A backhand slap on the back of his head.

The ancient corpse instantly opened its mouth and took the pill in its mouth.

Seeing the strange faces of everyone on the side, he explained casually.

"This is my corpse pill that moves mountains."

"In case of corpses."

Hearing this, Hua Ma turned around a few times before she was relieved.

After all, he is a big man on the same level as the shopkeeper.

Along the way, I have seen the methods of the partridge whistle, where will I not believe it now?

"Thank you, Yang Kuitou."

"Brothers, do it!"

Huama turned at him and hugged her fist.

Then let the thieves behind him do it.

A few people did not hesitate any longer.

The coffin was surrounded by water.

One person went around to the head of the coffin, first used the corpse rope to cover the back of the neck of the ancient corpse, and then several people at the end of the coffin pulled together.

All I heard was a click.

The man sat up slowly from the coffin.

His head was lowered and his body was stiff.

Hua Ma took out the probe claw, and in the blink of an eye, he took out all the things that should be buried in the coffin.

Except for that bronze longsword.

There is only a roll of bamboo slips.

and a jade pendant seal hanging from the waist.

"Look, shopkeeper."

Hua Ma held the bamboo slips and jade pendants and hurried back.

Chen Yulou did not hesitate, and gently opened the blackened bamboo slip.

The blurred handwriting suddenly jumped into his eyes.

"Hidden Immortal Dao Sect ......"