Chapter 6: Sneaking into the Ancient Tomb

  At this time, Yang Guo retreated to a stone behind not far away to watch the battle, his small face was excited beyond measure. However, behind him, a Taoist slowly walked over. Chen Yunfeng took one look and saw that it was Zhao Zhi Jing, the most despicable of them all. He saw him walk up to Yang Guo with a cold smile on his face, slap him unconscious with one palm, hoisted him onto his shoulder without saying a word, and then rushed into the nearby woods towards the mountain.

  "The grudge started from here, Guo Jing this wooden head, let Yang Guo who didn't even obey himself stay here, in my opinion that's like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth. That Huang Rong was also not kind-hearted at all, if it wasn't for Yang Guo's abilities greatly increasing later on, he would have been played to death by her too;"

  Moreover, those Taoist priests actually handed him over to Zhao Zhi Jing, isn't this sending him to his death? That's why the entire Quanzhen Sect's elder Taoists and Guo Jing all had some aversion towards Yang Guo, it's just that they didn't say it out loud.

  Chen Yunfeng glanced at Yang Guo, who had been lured away, and then turned his head to look at the battle between Guo Jing and the seven Taoist priests. He saw that they were running wildly with Guo Jing's footsteps, and in the midst of Chen Yunfeng's astonishment, the seven Taoist priests' long swords flew out of their hands and shot into the pine forest where he was standing.

  One of the swords pierced through the branches with a rustling sound and landed right on Chen Yunfeng's head, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and when he looked back at the scene again, a group of Taoist priests and Guo Jing had vanished.

  Chen Yunfeng swiftly slid down the large tree, picking up the scattered fine steel long swords around him. At the same time, he also buried the six long swords in front of Baozi Rock in the pine forest. Since they wanted to stir up trouble, they had to start from small things. Later, when those Taoist priests couldn't find their own weapons, Yang Guo's days would be even more difficult.

  Along the mountain road, Chen Yunfeng slowly turned around from the nearby forest as he was about to arrive at Chongyang Palace. At this moment, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, and the black oppressive clouds combined with the mountain wind made the entire valley feel extremely depressing.

  In front of the Chongyang Palace, there was a naturally huge circular lawn. Next to the lawn was a small mountain lake that wasn't very big. At this time, Guo Jing was circling around the Big Dipper Formation with 98 Taoist priests, while Chen Yunfeng slowly climbed up from the mountain ridge behind the Chongyang Palace and looked at those Taoists fighting against the people led by Huodu. He smiled wryly and then walked through the forest of forbidden trees towards the back of the Living Dead Tomb Mountain.

  Chen Yunfeng didn't have the spirit to look at that little bun, for him, Little Dragon Maiden was Yang Guo's dish, and it just so happened that this little bun had chicken legs that only someone with Yang Guo's eyesight could appreciate and be infatuated with. As for him, he would rather mix with supporting actress girls than eat little buns.

  Everything in the Rear Hall of Chongyang Palace, Chen Yunfeng wouldn't care about. Anyway, as said on TV, this time Huo would leave because of Guo Jing's existence, let alone what happens next, he doesn't care at all. Yang Guo even if hiding in the ancient tomb, he estimated that he has already prepared to leave Zhongnan Mountain, he will only come back when Ouyang Feng comes to Zhongnan Mountain, and the most important thing is absolutely not about who became the Dragon Rider.

  After spending half a day, Chen Yunfeng finally saw a large water pool behind the ancient tomb. He touched the cool mountain spring water and gritted his teeth to take out the sheepskin bag. He blew it up against the wind, tied an empty grass pipe to the sealed opening, and hung a boulder weighing over 100 kilograms from the mouth of the bag with a rope.

  Watching the sheepskin bag slowly sink into the deep water with the stones, Chen Yunfeng found a rock crevice that was sheltered from wind and rain to take off his clothes and stuff them inside, wearing only a pair of four-cornered pants and a button-front shirt, carrying an oilcloth package as he walked to the edge of the pool.

  "Whoosh..."

  Chen Yunfeng, who grew up by the Yangtze River, was quite good at diving. He closed his eyes and dove down to the bottom of the water pool, holding a sheepskin bag tied with stones in his arms, with an empty reed pipe in his mouth, and began to explore underwater.

  At the bottom of the pool, one place appeared to be very dark. Chen Yunfeng smiled slightly underwater and swam forward with a stroke of his hand. The waterway was all chiseled marks around it, which should have been an escape route deliberately opened by Wang Chongyang when building the Living Dead Tomb.

  After swimming continuously underwater for nearly six minutes, Chen Yunfeng finally reached the end of the waterway. He slowly felt his way up, hugging the sheepskin bag that had already lost most of its air, and swam from the bottom of the water to the surface.

  Black, a piece of blackness, even if Chen Yunfeng now has the ability to see through things, he can't see anything in front of him here.

  "Hiss..."

  A burst of flame erupted from the lighter, illuminating this place that had been deserted for decades. Chen Yun shook off the water droplets on his body and took out several large candles made of cow oil wax from the oilcloth package. After lighting one, he slowly raised the candle to gaze at the long, winding passageway in front of him.

  He picked up the candle and cloth package, quickly winding his way up from the passageway, and soon arrived in an underground stone chamber with a perimeter of less than five meters and a height of no more than three meters. He raised the candle to look upwards, and a piece of calligraphy and several patterns appeared on the top of his head. Chen Yunfeng finally relaxed and looked at a piece of scripture, softly reciting it in his mouth:

  "The Way of Heaven reduces what is excessive and supplements what is insufficient, therefore emptiness overcomes fullness, insufficiency overcomes excessiveness..."

  "The cultivation method of Jiuyin Zhenqi and the Jiuyin Duangu Pian are here, as well as the Cui Xin Zhang, Jiuyin Baiguzhao, Jie Xue Miyao, Jiuyin Shenfa, and She Hun Shu. However, according to Jin Dada's words, the Jiuyin Zhenjing is not complete here, if you want to learn the entire Jiuyin Zhenjing, you still need to find another way."

  After taking a glance at the rooftop's kung fu, Chen Yunfeng thought to himself that only a few people in the world knew the full content, namely Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and Old Venomous. Western Venom Ouyang Feng knew an inverted version of the Nine Yin Manual, but his reverse-engineered manual might be even more powerful than the orthodox one, assuming he wouldn't go crazy from practicing it.

  After calming down for a moment, Chen Yunfeng began to carefully examine the diagrams one by one, sentence by sentence. He needed to commit these techniques entirely to memory; recording them on any paper was an unacceptable act.

  After nearly two candles of cow oil, Chen Yunfeng finally remembered all the moves here. He also moved up the stone he had previously used to assist him and placed it under his feet before starting to destroy the records of Jiuyin True Qi, Cui Xin Palm and Jiuyin Baigujiao with a small shovel.

  He wrapped the residue in a cloth bag and poured it into the waterway, then returned to the stone room to study a map next to his work, which was a complete map of the ancient tomb's passageway mechanism. Because he still had to prepare to stay here for a while, not being familiar with the ancient tomb's passageways and mechanisms would not be good if he were to run into that little basket and Old Lady Sun again.

  Chen Yunfeng was preparing to spend his days in the ancient tomb, not for Xiaolongnu's beauty, nor for hiding safely here. There was something in the ancient tomb that he needed to use, which was a cold ice bed that could allow people to cultivate even in sleep after getting used to it.

  He took a look at the ancient tomb map, and suddenly found that the place where the ice bed was placed seemed a bit strange. The TV and this ice bed were in Xiaolongnv's bedroom, but when he looked at the position marked with the ice bed, there was actually another secret room leading from this underground passage.

  He personally speculated that there should be some secret things, he opened the channel mechanism and walked along a tunnel as high as one person, walking for several minutes with twists and turns, a stone chamber appeared before his eyes.