"Hidden Immortal Sect?"

Partridge Whistle frowned slightly.

There was a blank look in his eyes.

Although the people of their lineage migrated from the north to the interior thousands of years ago, they rarely communicate with the outside world.

Generations seem to have been destined to embark on the road of pearl hunting.

Therefore, even if he is still well-informed, he still does not know much about such a secret Taoist past.

"It is rumored that Lao Tzu created it."

"A hidden Taoist sect that has existed in the world for countless years."

Hear the confusion in his words.

Chen Yulou explained with a sigh of emotion.

Even though he had been prepared, when he really opened the bamboo slip and saw those words, he realized that he still underestimated the origin of this Taoist.

Hidden Immortal Dao Sect.

An ancient sect interspersed with history.

Legend has it that Lao Tzu rode a green ox before crossing the Hangu Pass.

If only that were it.

But it has been passed down from generation to generation, but one is bigger than the other.

The second generation is named Yin Xi.

The last person to see Lao Tzu's true body was him.

It was also he who got the Tao Te Ching dictated by Lao Tzu, and after reading it, he was so shocked that he gave up his position as a guanling.

Since then, he has traveled the world and preached moral scriptures.

It wasn't until he arrived at Wudang Mountain that he ended his wandering, lived in seclusion in the mountains, and practiced in seclusion.

It is said that he has cultivated to the realm of transcending reincarnation.

The third generation is Maiko who wrote the appearance of Mai.

The fourth generation is the rumored ancestor of Chen Tuan.

The fifth generation is not famous, extremely mysterious, and there are very few records left, only known as the Fire Dragon Daoist, and a disciple of Chen Tuan.

But the sixth generation, and the last generation of the Hidden Immortal Sect recorded in the book, can be described as famous, almost to the point that no one knows about it.

It is Zhang Sanfeng, who founded Wudang Daomen.

It's a pity that since he passed, the Hidden Immortal Sect seemed to have disappeared out of thin air overnight.

There is no heir to walk the world.

But just these six people are enough to show the depth of the Hidden Immortal Dao Sect.

"This ......"

Listen to his brief description.

There was a deathly silence in the danjing.

Even those ruthless people who were thinking about stealing and selling corpses couldn't help but start to panic in their hearts.

They are illiterate green forests and grasses.

But it doesn't mean that they are stupid people who don't understand anything.

often wanders in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and knows much more than ordinary people.

Lao Tzu rode a bull to pass the test, Mai Dao people's fortune is through the sky, and Chen Tuan Patriarch is an immortal......

In these years, who hasn't heard of a few fairy stories.

But that's exactly what it is.

They became more and more anxious.

If they anger this Taoist real person and turn the world upside down, won't they all have to be buried in the bottle mountain at that time?

For a moment, I only felt that the hand holding the corpse rope was trembling.

But.

Chen Yulou didn't pay attention to what they were thinking.

He at the moment.

Almost all of my mind was attracted by the Chinese writing in bamboo slips.

As it is written.

He called himself Qingchi Daoren, born in the Qin and Han dynasties, ploughed under Qingchi Mountain, one day met an old road, saw him very great, heroic and glorious.

So he taught him a Taoism.

It is said that as long as you breathe in the morning and evening every day, breathe in the essence of the day and the moon, you can achieve immortality.

Qingchi was convinced.

Practicing in the mountains, a hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye.

The Taoist law was completed, riding a crane down the mountain, and was called the immortal in the clouds by the people at that time.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou turned over the jade pendant again.

The base is engraved with four seals.

It is a Qingchi Taoist person.

"You can't be wrong."

Whether it is a bamboo slip or a jade pendant, it has already proved his identity.

It's just that this Qingchi Daoist couldn't have imagined that the relics left by his feathering would be dug up and sent to the bottle mountain, trying to put it into the copper furnace to refine the immortal medicine.

"Brother Chen, since you are a senior immortal, it is better not to move."

Partridge Whistle has already reacted.

Since he has obtained the convincing and foundation-building skills left by the Qingchi Daoist, there is no more thing to accompany him to the funeral.

It's a little unreasonable.

In this regard, Chen Yulou did not object.

This kind of hermit's coffin, the burial utensils can really be described in two words: simple.

The only bronze ancient sword that looks good.

It was not as expected, and there was a kind of Taoist cultivation in the coffin.

On the contrary, the rust is serious.

Paper-light and paper-thin.

It seems that the slightest force will break in two.

"Nature."

Chen Yulou nodded.

To be honest, although the Xuandao Convincing Qi Building Foundation Gong is not as good as Aoki Changsheng Gong, it is already extremely rare as an authentic Qi refining method of the Daomen.

Prove each other in practice.

It's been a big benefit to him.

"Abductor, please go back to the relics of your predecessors, and reseal the coffin."

"Can't be disrespectful!"

Glancing at Hua Ma in front of him, he returned the bamboo slip and the jade pendant to him, and Chen Yulou said with a serious face.

"The shopkeeper can rest assured."

How dare Hua Ma disobey.

As one of the most believing gods and ghosts on the mountain, he has always worshiped the mountain and burned incense in the temple.

When I saw the incorruptible and immortal ancient corpse in the coffin before, I was worried in my heart.

Listening to the shopkeeper talk about his identity and origin, how dare he have any other thoughts.

Hurriedly beckoned the thieves, carefully put the ancient corpse back, and sent the three Ming artifacts back intact.

Wedges, seals, coffins!

Every step is done in an orderly manner.

It wasn't until the coffin was restored to its original state again that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, this is true for the coffin of Qingchi Daoren, but it does not mean that he also has a sense of awe for the coffin mountain.

Contrary.

Now he is in charge of the entire Changsheng Mountain money bag.

I can't wait to sweep this place away.

Seeing that the shopkeeper just looked around the Danjing with a calm expression, he immediately had confidence, and with a wave of his hand, nearly 100 unloading thieves immediately rushed into the coffin mountain.

Pry open the coffin.

All funeral utensils, whether gold, silver and jade, or porcelain, calligraphy and painting, will not be left behind.

Through the ropeway erected above the Danjing, it was transported out like ore.

Fortunately, Chen Yulou specially reminded him before coming.

It is okay to touch gold, but it is not allowed to destroy the bones.

Otherwise, with the style of the Jieling faction, the gold beads swallowed in the abdomen will be dug up even if they are disemboweled.

See this.

Partridge Whistle didn't say much.

Each of the four factions has its own rules.

Just standing in place, silently recalling the method of Xuandao convincing qi and building foundations.

Not much.

With the mountain of coffins transported away little by little.

The danjing also gradually revealed its original appearance.

"What is this?"

"It looks like the Shura Yaksha of the Netherworld."

"Mutter, go and ask the shopkeeper to come."

Suddenly.

Several exclamations came from the crowd.

Chen Yulou, who had been closing his eyes to recuperate his spirit, heard this, and his heart suddenly moved.

"The shopkeeper found a stone slab in front of me, which seems to be a doorway to the underground."

"The brethren don't recognize it, so please come and have a look."

Soon, a thief came running quickly, clasping his fists towards Chen Yulou.

His voice was not small, and everyone who was immersed in the Dao Law opened their eyes one after another.

Chen Yulou knew it and didn't delay, just glanced at the partridge whistle.

"Let's go, Brother Dao, take a look."

Where would the partridge whistle refuse, immediately put away his thoughts.

Greeted the younger siblings.

A group of five people rushed to the scene.

It didn't take a moment.

By the bright light all around.

A piece of bluestone brick half a meter square, engraved with a relief of a godless ghost, and locked with a copper lock, appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"The shopkeeper, this is a dog head lock in the Song Dynasty, which is generally only used for the gate of the city tower."

"There's a treasure cave down here!"