Chapter 127 <Longevity Immortal Treasury>
"Uncle Master is a very interesting person."
On the mountain road, Yu LinZi's eyes were a little sad, "He always loves to laugh, loves to make Martial Grandfather angry, and is very talented in astrology."
"He later went down the mountain and never came back. Martial Grandfather also didn't show up when he emerged. We all thought he had died."
"This... by the way, my condolences."
Li Yan is a little speechless and doesn't know what to say.
He helped himself, but in the blink of an eye, he captured the soul of his uncle. Although he had become an evil spirit, it was Grotto-heaven Treasure Grave. Who knows whether there will be a turn for the better in the future...
Seeing this, Yu LinZi sighed slightly and shook his head and said, "It's none of your business. This method itself is taboo. Even if you are not seduced by the underworld, if you find it in the church, you will be punished by Thunder Punishment."
After saying that, he hesitated for a moment, and his expression became solemn, "There is one more thing. It was originally a secret of Xuanmen, but you are Living Underworld Messenger, and you will come into contact with it sooner or later. It's better to be prepared if you know it earlier."
"Do you know anything about the Mystical Arts Sect?"
Li Yan nodded and said, "I know something. They were popular during the Qin and Han Dynasties and helped Emperor First Emperor search for the art of immortality."
Yu LinZi said in a deep voice, "In fact, it was earlier."
"In the ancient Zhou Dynasty, there were alchemists serving the emperor. For example, when King Ling of Zhou was in power, there was the great alchemist Chang Hong, who could connect yin and yang, understand ghosts and gods, and his name was recorded in history books..."
"<Yellow Emperor Nei Jing> There are ancient True Person, medieval Perfected Person, and then there are saints and sages, and there are alchemists who rely on Yellow Emperor's words to speak. They are always pursuing the art of immortality."
Li Yan was dumbfounded, "Isn't immortality an illusion? Many emperors in the past have pursued this technique, but it is ultimately just a dream."
"No, they have results!"
Yu LinZi's words shocked Li Yan.
"In the ancient Zhou Dynasty, the war between Jian and Shang, although not like folk dramas, was still a Xuanmen war that shook the world. The king of Zhou burned court songs, destroyed the capital of Yin, purged stubborn people, destroyed merchant tombs, and established Zhou rites..."
"Many records of that era were deliberately erased, so that the records in Daoist classics are unknown today, but one thing was clearly recorded."
"A secretive group of alchemists, they have been excavating the ruins of the ancient Conferred Gods War, and they actually found many secret techniques, which were compiled into a book, called <Longevity Immortal Treasury>!"
Li Yan felt his lips were a little dry, "Did they succeed?"
Yu LinZi shook his head and said, "Success? Maybe, but more of it was turmoil. Mystical Arts Sect in the Qin and Han Dynasties once flourished for a while and was later wiped out, but this <Longevity Immortal Treasury> was secretly spread."
"There are Seventy-Two Longevity Techniques in <Longevity Immortal Treasury>, but their methods are cruel and sinister, and they require blood sacrifices to worship Seventy-Two Demon Lords. They use this to survive, and they are also the insidious criminals of you."
"The evil method practiced by my uncle is called Altar God Longevity Technique, and is worshiped by Demon God Gong YeQiu. It is rumored that it is the spirit from the Conferred God War..."
Li Yan suddenly remembered that Maitreya Sect Branch Master that he saw in Mass Burial Grounds, who was covered in fat and had also practiced Mystical Arts Sect secret skills, and asked quickly.
"That's right, too."
Yu LinZi nodded and said, "No one knows the specific name of the secret technique of immortality, but it should be worshiped by an evil god named 'Crimson Corpse'."
"Is he also a survivor of Investiture of the Gods War?"
"I'm not sure about this. It's too old. Even this <Longevity Immortal Treasury> has not been handed down completely. When people in the world learn about cultivation, they are often the ones responsible for the disaster."
"This time, the master used the Ancestral Altar magic weapon to suppress it, directly breaking up his practice. If you encounter this again, be very careful!"
"Thank you, senior."
Li Yan quickly handed over his hand and thanked him.
<Longevity Immortal Treasury>, Secret of Immortality, Investiture of the Gods War, Demon God... My goodness, Xuanmen actually hides such secrets!
If Yu LinZi hadn't reminded me, I might have been unlucky on that mission...
This Jia Chen Year, the snow came earlier than in previous years.
As soon as the winter solstice arrived, catkins and flying snow began to fall in the middle of the night. Although it was not heavy, it was wrapped in the cold wind and soon dyed the Guanzhong plain white.
Chang'an City near Shili Village.
Liang LaoHan squatted in the yard early in the morning, braving the wind and snow, smoking a stick of local cigarettes, looking at the porcelain bowl on the ground without blinking.
The water was put in the bowl last night. After being cold all night, it has already frozen, and the surface has different textures.
The daughter-in-law went out wearing an apron and asked, "Dad, how are you doing?"
Liang LaoHan stood up slowly, with an enigmatic look on his face, and nodded solemnly. "Don't worry, next year will be a good harvest!"
This is Guanzhong's divination custom. Every year before the winter solstice, a bowl of water is put in a bowl, and the ice surface patterns are observed the next day to predict the next year's harvest.
The secret formula has been passed down from generation to generation. Whether it is useful or not is not mentioned, but no matter who asks, it will be a good harvest. The more people ask, the happier they will be.
After all, no one would say anything depressing.
It can be regarded as the simple expectation of the people for Good Weather for the Crops.
"That's good, that's good!"
The daughter-in-law said quickly, "Dad, the dumplings are ready. Can I serve them to you?"
Liang LaoHan chuckled, showing his gaping teeth, "No, let's eat together when Chun Sheng comes back from the city. By the way, you can fill up two more bowls and I'll send them to Hu Niu's house."
"They are all just dolls. Hu Niu is not at home very often. The folks in the village have to take care of them."
"Hey!"
The daughter-in-law quickly went into the kitchen to get busy.
After a while, he came out carrying a big food box.
The food box is made of bamboo. Although it is old and yellowed, it is clean and can hold a large bowl on the upper and lower floors.
Liang LaoHan put the cigarette rod in his collar, hummed a little tune, carried the food box and walked towards the east entrance of the village, saying hello to everyone he met.
"Uncle Liang, how are you doing?"
"Good harvest, good harvest!"
"Third brother, how are you doing?"
"Needless to say, it will definitely be a good harvest!"
Arriving at the east entrance of the village, a large house suddenly came into view.
The house is not luxurious, it just has ordinary adobe walls. There are trees planted in front of and behind the house. They are quite old and have high branches and dense branches, just blocking the yard.
Hululu!
On the horse posts at the door, several horses snorted.
Hu Niu is back?
Are there any guests?
Liang LaoHan When I saw it, I couldn't help but hesitate.
Although he watched Hu Niu grow up, he is a well-known capable person in the village after all. Whether he got into trouble or encountered a fool in Chang'an City, he could always go to Hu Niu to solve the problem.
Liang LaoHan thought to himself, do you want to go home and get some more.
Squeak~
At this moment, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and Demon Hunter Red Yaksha walked out of the courtyard and said with a smile, "Uncle Liang, why don't you come in and sit down?"
"No, no, you have guests."
Liang LaoHan hurriedly handed over the food box, "It's the winter solstice, and the homemade food isn't that good either. Let the children try some."
"Sorry for your trouble."
"Hey, what are the courtesy of fellow villagers?"
Seeing Red Yaksha accept it, Liang LaoHan seemed to let go of his worries, turned around, hummed a little tune, and gradually walked away in the wind and snow.
Red Yaksha shook his head and smiled, carrying the food box into the yard.
"Hong Jie, here comes another one?"
On the table under the eaves of the main hall, Sha LiFei took a sip of wine and a mouthful of dumplings. He was sweating from eating and said, "This is the first time for us to eat these dumplings. Sister, let me try what the filling is..."
"Okay, okay!"
Li Yan said speechlessly on the opposite side, "I don't think of myself as an outsider."
"Why are you an outsider?"
Sha LiFei shouted, "Hong Jie and I are close friends of life and death. If that doesn't work, I have to burn yellow paper and chop the chicken head..."
There were many children in the yard, sitting at another table eating dumplings. They all snickered secretly as they listened to the bald man talking nonsense.
Red Yaksha also smiled and said, "It's okay. I opened it to eat, I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it."
With that said, he placed the food box on the table in the main hall.
It was already densely packed with food boxes.
Li Yan praised, "Hong Jie's popularity is incredible. It's much more popular than me before."
"It's not just strong, it's not the same thing!"
Sha LiFei immediately exposed it and said, "Li Family Fortress Ghost's Bane has a bad reputation. If you leave, the neighbors may be letting off firecrackers."
The children in the back were laughing, and Red Yaksha also had a smile on his face, "My family has lived in Shili Village for generations. When the master was alive, the villagers would always help when something happened, and I didn't mean to make money from them anyway."
"If you have good fortune next to you, you will definitely have great luck."
Wang Dao Xuan took a sip of wine and admired it.
After getting off Tai Bai Mountain, Red Yaksha wanted to leave alone, but Sha LiFei entangled him forcefully, and Hong Jie called Hong Jie to make him affectionate.
Red Yaksha couldn't resist, so he had to go with everyone.
Along the way, both parties became more and more familiar.
This Red Yaksha has a vicious reputation and is cold-hearted, but in fact it is all a disguise. After all, a woman traveling alone must be more careful.
But once you get to know her, you will find that this woman is magnanimous, and she quickly becomes friends with Li Yan and others.
Li Yan and the three of them were going directly to Chang'an, but after arriving at Shili Village, it happened to be the winter solstice, so Red Yaksha took the three of them to visit their home.
A meal of dumplings was eaten with great enthusiasm.
As soon as I put down the bowl, a child came running to clean it up.
The younger one washed the dishes and wiped the table, while the older one served tea and poured water. He did things in an orderly manner and was very polite. Li Yan and the three of them were amazed.
Red Yaksha's eyes are also full of pride and love.
It can be seen that she has put all her thoughts on these disciples.
Sha LiFei rolled his eyes and said, "Hong Jie, if something happens to you, don't do it alone. We will hang out here Chang'an City from now on. Just say hello if you need anything."
"Okay." Red Yaksha agreed readily.
Some jobs are really not something that one person can do alone. As she has grown older over the years, she has become really incapable of doing it.
If you have a helper when you are in trouble, it doesn't matter if you earn less.
After all, these children can't live without her.
Thinking of this, Red Yaksha asked, "Chang'an ju, it's so difficult. The houses there are really not cheap. Do you have a place to stay?"
"Stay in an inn first, and then look for it slowly." Sha LiFei said happily, "Although I suffered a lot on Tai Bai Mountain, I still saved a lot of money. If there is a suitable yard, I can get one."
Li Yan pondered for a moment and said, "Hong Jie, you are familiar with this Chang'an City path. Do you know any famous master who is good at cheating and accepts disciples from outside?"
This is why he came to Chang'an in a hurry.
First of all, the imperial court will strictly control the warlocks from now on, so the ultimatum must not be delayed any longer, and it must be obtained from Luo MingZi as soon as possible.
Between the two, he has now reached a higher level of Daoism, has <North Emperor Scripture> skills, and has obtained the Yin Division Divine Ability Soul Hooking Chain. Even compared with Orthodox Xuan Gate disciples, he is not inferior at all.
Only this effort is holding me back.
After all, he is not a mage like Tai Xuan Orthodox Sect. He is guarded by the imperial army when he works. When he rises to the throne, many masters go into battle. He only needs to study rituals and techniques.
The rivers and lakes are dangerous, Chen FaKui, You LaoSi, which one is not the second floor of Daoxing, because they are not familiar with fists and feet, they will die if they are approached.
With fists and kicks, Li Yan doesn't dare to fall.
According to the previous idea, I learned Pigua Palm, and then cooperated with Red Fist cannon boxing. It was dexterous and domineering, which just matched his Great Cloud Thunder Sound.
Moreover, it will also be beneficial to future cultivation <North Emperor Yin Thunder Hand>.
"Famous master of cheating..."
Yashahong pondered for a moment, "There are many famous cheaters in Chang'an City, but you also know the rules of Martial World. Once you get started, you will inevitably have all kinds of entanglements."
"We are following Xuanmen, and we have the highest status in the world, but it is inevitable that there will be those with evil intentions who want to use your power to plot Prosperity. It is best to keep a distance from them."
"Lanling Ward does have one, his surname is Li Shiqing. He is senior Dao Physician Sect and also a famous doctor Chang'an. He is proficient in pigua and his kung fu has reached Transformed Strength."
"Dao Physician Sect-senpai?"
Li Yan's eyes lit up, "Hong Jie, can you help make a recommendation?"
Red Yaksha was a little confused. "This senior and I met when we were recovering from injuries. It was only after we got to know each other that I realized how good his skills were."
"But this senior has many patients on weekdays and is very busy. I don't know what he wants. I can help recommend him, but if it doesn't work, don't blame me."
Li Yan smiled and said, "Hong Jie is joking, I would be very grateful for the recommendation. Whether it succeeds or not depends on the opportunity..."
Early the next morning, everyone came outside Chang'an City.
This thousand-year-old ancient capital Tang Era was the most prosperous and once had 108 squares. However, after countless wars, it has lost its former glory.
For example, Taiji Palace and Daming Palace are still in ruins. Great Xuan Dynasty Chang'an Prince Manor is located at the original Xingqing Palace.
There are only seventy or eighty intact markets in the city, and the layout is already messy. Some of the markets are combined into one, large and small, far from Tang Era standard.
But as the capital city of Shaanzhou, it is still prosperous.
The goods from the north will be concentrated at Chang'an, and then pass through the mule and horse caravans, leading to Munchuan Pass and other flood and drought docks, and then transported to the south.
Goods from the south will also arrive at Chang'an and be scattered everywhere.
When Red Yaksha and the three of them arrived, it was still dark and bright, and the flying snow stopped all night and started to drift again in the early morning.
In the wind and snow, teams waiting to enter the city lined up for several miles, with mules and horses neighing and people making a loud noise.
Li Yan The others were not in a hurry and waited in line obediently.
The voices of passers-by on the left and right came to my ears from time to time.
"Have you heard that the palace is going to hold a winter poetry meeting?"
"It's all about the gentlemen, what do you worry about?"
"You know nothing, King of Chang'an is a well-known delicacy. I heard that we are collecting delicacies from mountains and seas this time. As long as they are rare, you will be rewarded if you send them over..."
"Is this happening? Let me think about it..."
"Brother Lu, will you make a fortune this year?"
"What the hell, Xiangji Kitchen's money is still too worried to be repaid..."
Sha LiFei listened with great interest and went up to chat with people from time to time.
Li Yan looked at Chang'an City thoughtfully.
There was something he didn't mention to everyone.
Although father Li Hu was tricked by Zhou Pan back then, it was the demon Maitreya Sect who really took action.
If clues are found, this grudge must be settled.
Click, click, click!
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded from behind.
Li Yan sniffed, smelled a familiar smell, and quickly turned his head.
Sure enough, a group of Commandery Commandant Office black riders rode out of the snow and wind, and the leader at the front was none other than the former Xianyang head catcher Guan WanChe.
"Huh?"
Guan WanChe is eye-catching, and he has a better view while riding a horse. He saw Li Yan in the crowd at a glance. He pulled the reins to stop and said in a deep voice, "Li Yan, are you here Chang'an?"
Saying that, without waiting for Li Yan to answer, he turned around and said, "Sister, this is Li Hu's son."
Hello Guan WanChe!
Li Yan secretly thought something was wrong.
Looking up, sure enough, among the Commandery Commandant Office black knights, there was a middle-aged Daoist nun, carrying a long bow, looking over with cold eyes...