From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

Chapter 175 Real Person Burial

Wang Chonglin had been away from the market for several months, but there had been no progress regarding the life-extending elixir.

He first went to the four major immortal sects, including the Lingxu Sect where he was born, to ask for spiritual objects that could prolong his life.

The unanimous opinion of the immortal sect is that it is rare to see such a thing in a thousand years, so don't be wishful thinking.

Some people laughed secretly, wondering how could Ling Yi's disciple be so naive.

The six sects in Yudong have been weakening visibly, and the cultivation resources within the four major sects are more wolves than meat. It would be in the best interest of them only if Master Lingyi passed away.

Not to mention that the elixir of longevity is hard to come by, even if he had extra, he would not give it to his master.

Wang Chonglin was rejected, but he was not discouraged.

He didn't have much hope in the first place, but he just wanted to give it a try and didn't want to miss any chance.

The amount of spiritual medicine that can extend the life of a cultivator is not too much, but it is not too little. At least a hundred years of spiritual marrow fluid, drinking it regularly can nourish the body of a Qi-refining cultivator to a great extent, thus achieving the purpose of extending life.

However, for a Foundation Establishment Master who has lived for more than three hundred years, it is much more difficult to prolong his life.

The Qi-refining cultivator dies naturally due to the weakness of his flesh and blood, while his spirit and soul have not yet reached the stage of maturity.

Above the foundation building stage, due to the suppression of heaven and earth, the body does not decay but the soul dies first.

There are only two ways to prolong life. One is to deceive the perception of heaven and earth. But don't even think about this path. Even immortals can't make such a big talk.

The second is to use special spiritual objects to forcibly suppress the decay of the soul, so as to prolong its life.

Huanzhen Grass only has the effect of refining the spiritual consciousness of cultivators, and it also causes some loss of spiritual power. Eating it is like drinking poison to quench thirst.

Yi wood spiritual gold strengthens vitality, nourishes consciousness, and has the effect of prolonging life.

But this is a third-level spiritual object, and it is a very precious one among the third-level ones. Even if you search the entire Leiyang Lake, you may not be able to find a second piece.

The four major sects have been operating for a long time, and over thousands of years, they have been almost turned upside down by the monks.

Wang Chonglin turned around a few times and went deep into Leiyangze in the north, but went in the opposite direction of Chen Yu's spirit puppet.

Along the way, he explored countless dangerous places, encountered several great foundation-building monsters, and even accidentally entered the tomb of a foundation-building immortal.

It is rare for a great demon to fight to the death with a human cultivator when his cultivation has reached the foundation-building stage.

As long as the problem can be solved through communication, there is no need to do it manually.

More importantly, when he first started building his foundation, he could hardly defeat anyone, and after taking the Tanxuan Pill, he could only barely protect himself.

Otherwise, we would have to uncover the monster's lair to see if it is hiding anything.

The more this happened, the more he realized that he should not act impulsively.

Wang Chonglin longed for power more than once, longing to change all this.

However, this real tomb before us is hidden deep in the reefs hundreds of feet below the lake.

If it weren't for the fact that it was too old and one corner had been washed away by water and collapsed, and the odor coming from it attracted him to check, it would probably have remained here in obscurity.

Of course, the lake is deep enough, so it is difficult for ordinary Qi-refining practitioners to notice it passing by.

Wang Chonglin was searching everywhere for an elixir of longevity, so of course he had to go down and take a look when he saw this.

The damaged part of the mausoleum is located in the northwest corner, and a smell of decay is constantly emanating from it.

The lake water has been pouring into it, apparently for some time.

The bricks that fell outside were golden yellow, obviously gold that was hard to come by in the world.

At first, Wang Chonglin only guessed that this was the burial place of a deceased monk, but he didn't know the identity and cultivation level of the tomb owner.

He climbed in carefully, his feet touching the soft ground.

It was pitch black inside, but the spiritual consciousness flowed freely, and the naked eyes of a real person were sufficient to see in the darkness.

The arrangement above the head is similar to the sky, with hundreds of large and small luminous pearls, just like the sun, moon and stars.

For some unknown reason, these once shining pearls have all become dim.

Wang Chonglin shook it slightly, and it turned into countless fine powders and fell down.

The soft touch under his feet and the remaining spiritual energy made Wang Chonglin realize that this was the soil that had turned into decayed spiritual medicine and was now completely worthless.

When a cultivator has no hope of making a breakthrough and is frustrated, various problems are likely to arise.

It’s better for people like this who pay attention to pomp and ceremony and emphasize posthumous affairs.

The most regrettable thing is that due to a single mistake in one's thinking, one falls into the evil path and there is no way back.

There are no treasures here, and even the formation that was originally set up has disappeared without a trace. Wang Chonglin continued to walk deeper.

He came to the original entrance of the tomb, which was dozens of feet deep and as big and high as a palace on earth, almost hollowing out the entire reef.

Unfortunately, after a careful search, he only saw a lot of spiritual gold inlaid on the surrounding walls, and he was not in a hurry to take it down.

Wang Chonglin was naturally not the first person to discover this tomb. In the corner, a fish monster at the eighth level of Qi Refining was curled up, trembling under the fluctuations of the real person's breath.

He simply ignored it and continued to explore other areas.

The abandoned spiritual medicine garden is on the left side of the tomb, and on the right side is a thick and heavy gate made of a mixture of spiritual gold and refined steel.

Being so wealthy, the person buried here must be a master who has established a foundation.

Wang Chonglin took out a second-grade mid-quality spiritual sword, swung it a few times, and split the door open so that a person could pass through.

This place is specially used to store elixirs and magical instruments, but the ground is a mess.

The sacred wooden frame from that time could not withstand the erosion of time, and some precious light still flickered in the lake.

Wang Chonglin flipped through it casually, and all the pills stored in the jade bottle had disappeared, with only a few remaining powders still available.

There were a large number of first-level magic weapons inside, and the monster materials inside them had also decayed and disappeared without a trace, leaving only the spiritual gold that was mixed in and shrunk into a small piece.

The spiritual medicine garden, the storage room, and the hall where he preaches to disciples are all exactly the same as when the real person was alive.

Wang Chonglin looked at the main tomb chamber which had not yet been opened. This place should be arranged in imitation of the place where he practiced during his lifetime.

Suddenly, he noticed a stone tablet in front of the main tomb chamber, with words covered by silt.

The inscription reads: "I am the sixth generation disciple of Qingxuan Sect, Master Hengguang, and my cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building.

After he turned 320, he felt there was no hope of a breakthrough, so he came to the depths of Lei Yang Lake to find a treasure land to sleep forever.

Today, the tomb robbers coveted the sacred objects and sneaked into my house. If you don't leave quickly, you will die here!"

It seems to be a relic from the Qingxuanmen period, and people actually came to Leiyangze at that time.

As for the warning in the inscription, Wang Chonglin pretended not to see it.

Both of them are foundation-building cultivators, but one has been dead for thousands of years and even his tomb has been washed away by water. What threat can he pose to him?

The tomb door and the storage room were made of the same material, so the foundation-building monk opened them easily.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped in, several small arrows made entirely of spiritual gold shot straight at me.