The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 160: Sneak through the years, see you in the future.

Wow!
Entering the fire, the Three True Fires offset the surrounding flames.

He kept diving down until he was three thousand feet underground, and there were countless flames all around him.

At this time, the breath of Xiaotian came from the front.

Wow!
The magma parted, and Xiaotian, covered in flames, pounced over.

"Hurry up and lead the way!"

Liang Yue ordered.

In order to avoid any further complications, after experiencing several historical revision events, he seemed to have a certain faith in fate.

If Mount Kuaiji does not erupt for a thousand years, but erupts on this day alone, I will be killed without a burial place.

Wow!
Break through the flames and reach the rock layer at the edge of the lava.

puff!
Liang Yue crawled out of the lava lake and looked up. The scorching heat had disappeared, and there was even a hint of bone-chilling cold.

The dark ice solidified by the lake, and it went to the dark cave entrance, bringing with it a creepy breath.

Liang Yue opened his Dharma eyes and scanned the surroundings with his spiritual mind.

These are not ice condensed from water, but basalt. There must be some cold source that continuously provides energy.

Liang Yue confirmed that there was no danger and walked to the depths of the cold source.

The cave was pitch black, illuminated by a perpetual flame.

There are traces of artificial excavation in the cave, which is surrounded by ice crystals and has ice spikes hanging from the top of the cave.

Deep in the cave, there were several corpses piled up.

Liang Yue squatted in front of the corpse, carefully examining its clothes and decorations.

"People from the Qin Dynasty."

Just as Liang Yue had thought before, this was a sorcerer from the Qin Dynasty.

Go deep into the cave.

Inside the cave, there is a stone that is extremely similar to the Yin-Yang Stone in Lihentian. It is a piece of black ice that is as transparent as blue glass.

The three-eyed Dharma eye can see the essence of the mysterious ice.

"The mysterious ice has not melted for ten thousand years."

There may be a small world inside the black ice.

Liang Yue stepped forward and input true energy.

Wow!
Ice crystals show the tunnel.

This is a vast white world of mysterious ice.

Scatter beans to create soldiers, and the bean soldiers lead the way.

After confirming that everything was correct, Liang Yue broke into the Xuanbing world.

The door is guarded by a Huodou.

Whoosh!

When you enter this world, you can hear the whistling wind and it's freezing cold.

Looking up, the sky is covered with snow.

This little world is not big, probably less than two square kilometers.

There is an igloo in the center with a brass raft in front of it.

There were piles of bones piled up around the room, and the blood on the ground was frozen and had not dried yet.

Liang Yue swept his Dharma eyes across the area and saw a total of three thousand bones, most of which were children under ten years old.

"Three thousand boys and girls...Xu Fu?"

Liang Yue walked into the house slowly.

There was no furniture in the room, only a person-high piece of ice, with a person sealed inside the ice.

This man is eight feet tall, wearing a black robe and a red skirt, and wearing a mountain crown.

The man looked young, probably less than 40 years old, with a square face, sharp eyebrows and a beautiful beard, like a general of the Qin Dynasty.

The moment he saw this person, Liang Yue suddenly sensed an extremely strong smell of blood.

If nothing unexpected happened, all three thousand boys and girls were killed by this man. It should be some kind of ritual.

"This should be Xu Fu."

Liang Yue also found bags of dry food, elixirs, jade pendants, and a jade slip with Xu Fu's life story on it.

"You are Xu Fu, with the courtesy name Junfang, from Langya, Qi..."

"Could it be that freezing sleep will cause memory loss?"

Liang Yue could see that almost every sleeping cultivator had prepared a record of their life to help them recover their memory and learn how to practice after being resurrected.

"It seems that corpse transformation and deep sleep are also difficult technical jobs."

Liang Yue continued reading. These three people were related to him.

Back then, Xu Fu, Lu Sheng and Hou Sheng conspired to deceive Qin Shi Huang.

Xu Fuli used the twelve golden men to build the Tubo underground raft outside.

Xu Fu came to the secret land of Japan first, while Lu Sheng and Hou Sheng stayed behind to trick Qin Shihuang's Taiyi Corpse-Guarding Silkworm, which was the treasure on Liang Yue's body.

Xu Fu did not wait for the treasure, because Lu Sheng and his companions became greedy and took the treasure for themselves.

What happened next was similar to what we learned previously at Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum.

The two Lu Shengs killed each other. One of them obtained the treasure but died. The treasure was passed on to Ning Yangzi, who lived to the second life and died suddenly.

"The Immortal Mountain is the Golden Crow's Gate, leading to the place where the Golden Crow bathes in the sun. Only immortals and gods can enter through the gate."

"The place where the sun and the golden crow bathe, no wonder..."

I’m afraid it cannot be developed in this world.

Perhaps it will take the fourth or fifth life to accomplish all this.

Liang Yue picked up his sword and walked in front of Xu Fu.

"The blood sacrifice of young boys and girls is no different from that of a demon. It also serves as an excuse for me to kill you. Rest in peace."

After saying this, he broke the black ice and took out Xu Fu's body.

A real fire burned the remains to ashes.

Liang Yue looked around.

"From now on, this place can be used by Jiejiao to guard corpses, which can also save resources for preservative pills."

Liang Yue had never expected that under the thousand-year-old volcano there was a ten-thousand-year-old black ice cave.

Xuanbing is not that important to me.

As a corpse-transmigrating immortal, he has a method of corpse-transmigrating and preservation that can be used by his disciples, so there is no need for the so-called mysterious ice.

It is something that can be ignored.

"But at least there is one more small cave, and we also got the news about the Golden Crow Gate."

Liang Yue refined the Tu Bo Raft, went out, and placed the ten thousand year old black ice on the Raft.

"Xiaotian! Let's go." Liang Yue called to Huodou.

Whoosh!
Tubecha held up a curtain of pure golden light and broke through the lava.

During this time, he glanced around, but his spiritual sense could not sense the mystery of this place.

I don’t know whether Xu Fu was talking nonsense or if this really happened.

Perhaps it is impossible to explore at this level.

"Go."

After returning to Baiyundi Township, he refined the ten thousand year old black ice onto the cloud car. …

Under the Bodhi tree, Liang Yue studied Xu Fu's Taoism.

There are three kinds of elixirs in this Taoist method: Yang-dominated, Yin-dominated, and Ren-dominated, corresponding to essence, energy, and spirit respectively.

"This pill is not bad. Finally, I don't need the Da Huan Dan and Jin Jing Dan anymore."

In addition, there are several minor Taoist techniques, among which the puppet technique of making pottery figurines and wooden horses is quite good.

After that, he made elixirs and consumed them in the Taoist temple in Kuaiji Mountain under the offerings of the Penglai Dynasty.

Spring goes and autumn comes, time flies.

Under the Bodhi tree, everyone took turns practicing martial arts.

Hanging on the tree are magical beads that supply true energy and the Heshi Bi.

"Huh, almost done, the Turtle Breathing Technique is complete."

Under the tree, Yuan Tiangang was gray-haired and had less than five years to live.

After writing the last word, everyone turned their eyes to him.

"Brother, do you really want to stay here and guard the corpse?" Li Chunfeng's eyes were moved and filled with reluctance.

If it is fake death, it is just dying with the last breath of life.

The future is too far away and the road is too difficult. It is still unknown whether we will be able to be resurrected successfully in the future.

"If I don't become the pioneer, who will dare to fake death and escape from the world when I teach my disciples in the future? Please ask the master to come."

There is no justice in the world, so I hide from it and seek survival.

In exchange for a meager chance of future prosperity.

"Everyone must die, and an early death is not hastened by fate."

Yuan Tiangang sat cross-legged under a tree, meditating and regulating his breathing.

Li Jing, Xuanzang and Li Chunfeng stood by his side.

The void twisted and Liang Yue appeared.

Yuan Tiangang opened his eyes again and looked around, as if he wanted to memorize the appearance of everyone present.

Then, practice the exercises.

For the next five days, Yuan Tiangang did not eat a single day and used his internal energy to refine the remaining grains.

All the internal force is dispersed and distributed to every blood vessel, bone, and cell concept proposed by the ancestor in the body, protecting the peace of the body.

On the seventh day, Yuan Tiangang was so thin that his bones were just skin and bones. To be on the safe side, Yuan Tiangang still took a lead and mercury preservative pill.

"Everyone, see you in the future!"

Yuan Tiangang smiled as his breath gradually weakened and his heart began to stop beating.

Li Chunfeng said nothing and was in a low mood.

The eldest brother is like a father, and the affection between the two from childhood to adulthood is unspoken.

Soon, Yuan Tiangang died.

Liang Yue waved his hand and transferred the corpse into the Xuanbing Cave Heaven, using his Qi to control the ice and freeze it.

This is not a suspended death, or an eternal immersion, or the beginning of a myth.

Liang Yue, a god independent of mythology, began to save the human geniuses born in the Dharma Ending Age.

In the Dharma-Ending Age, intangible resources are not the only ones; talent is also a precious resource.

……

In the second half of the year, under the Bodhi tree.

Li Jing sat cross-legged in the shade of a tree, practicing the tortoise breathing technique.

With the experience of his predecessors, Li Jing quickly figured out the key points.

"Ancestor, Chunfeng, Xuanzang, goodbye!"

Li Jing died.

The 105-year-old Li Jing then pretended to be dead.

He is not as brilliant as Yuan Tiangang, and the only thing missing from him being able to reach the level of the innate greatness is the external environment.

If we wake up in the future, it will still take a few more years.

Before falling asleep, Li Jing thought back on his life.

It is truly magnificent and has reached the pinnacle of mortal achievements.

What remains is only the mysterious and unpredictable task of cultivating immortals.

Two disciples of Jiejiao, guarding the corpse in ice, secretly traveled through time.

In the mysterious ice world, Liang Yue looked at two ice sculptures.

The time is too long and we are far away from each other.

I've seen this kind of thing too many times, and I feel a little numb inside.

"See you in the future."

Liang Yue was also confused about the future.

There is not even a way to unblock it yet, and the frozen and faked death is just a consolation to the disciples.

The great catastrophe of the Dharma Ending Age is like a dark room that has lasted for a thousand years.

Not giving future generations a little hope will drive people crazy.

Xuanzang and Li Chunfeng were both in their early seventies, and were still far from being frozen.

The days became calm again.

The top of Kuaiji Mountain.

Liang Yue stood like a statue, with ice and snow on his shoulders, looking at the mediocre people below, without a single ripple in his heart.

Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, separation and reunion.

These people admired him so much that no one would resist even if he ordered them to run naked in the snow.

If the Sweet Sect and the Salty Sect were established separately, and they were made to regard each other as mortal enemies, they would surely fight each other until the end of time until one side was completely destroyed.

The rule that women are not allowed to wear clothes is enforced and even becomes a local custom.

The longer you live, the less ordinary emotions are enough to make you happy.

Constant stimulation, higher and higher stimulation, is needed to maintain mortal emotions.

Or do nothing and gradually lose your feelings for everything.

The cold wind howled and the chill penetrated my bones.

Thanks to the protection of his true Qi, Liang Yue could not feel the pain that ordinary mortals would feel.

After withdrawing his true energy, a long-lost chill came over my heart, making me feel much clearer.

"I thought that once my realm was high, I would adapt to everything; now it seems that it is difficult to break through, and it is even more difficult to cultivate a heart of immortality."

The previous misbehavior and wanton indulgence seemed to be a pure heart, but in fact it was a manifestation of the constant pursuit of sensual pleasure.

I was weak and trembling with fear back then, and I reflected on myself three times a day.

Now that I have some ability to protect myself, I have lost this heart. I should not get too carried away.

Regardless of whether you are strong or weak, you should always remain diligent and vigilant.

"Always wipe it clean, don't let it collect dust."

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