Wu Jinlan had previously analyzed that the alchemist, after death, did not decompose and was likely still refining elixirs.
We found that there is actually a living person after all, and this thing may not be the same.
Alchemists, who refine elixirs, must be alive.
Then the alchemist must have been long asleep.
His burial ground is beneath the place where his strongest desire lies!
This is equivalent to positive houses hiding negative energy.
“Something's not quite right...” He Lin'an seemed extremely uneasy.
Without exception, everyone bowed their heads and looked down at their feet.
The immortals were completely enraptured by the fragrance of this elixir and couldn't tear themselves away.
The medicinal aroma here has not yet been affected by the lingering death energy, indicating that the mountain above the cave must have a unique feature.
"The current cave is a part of the positive house, but the result... There was no elixir refining here. The medicinal aroma and smoke came from below. Below... It should be the hidden negative energy, the negative house?"
"Alchemical refining in a negative house... and by an alchemist? Not a living person?" Wu Jinlan made his judgment, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Whether it's a living person or an alchemist, in any case, the phoenix corpse is down there, right?" Liu Tai Xuan spoke up in a grave tone.
Just then, a heavy sound echoed in the ears.
I suddenly turned towards the direction of the sound, which was the cave passage we had passed through. The passage was about two meters wide, but from top to bottom, a heavy door was falling!
A slender man stood slightly to the side of the cave, dressed in white clothes with long hair and longer eyebrows. In his hand was a small teapot, which he brought to his lips and took a sip.
The thousand-cubit door is a stone door, one of the most common traps in mausoleums.
The door has fully closed, blocking the slender man outside.
This person is the one who killed Chen Xuan.
Indeed, he was chasing us from behind, because we came in here first, and he was half a step behind!
Just... is it really a half-step behind? I have a feeling that he deliberately wanted us to come in here.
Everyone saw him, but no one could strike before the stone door closed!
Subsequently, the numerous spirit-guide immortal Taoist priests gathered at a location, which was in the center of the vast cave.
After we went over there, we saw a heavy iron plate on the ground. Surrounded by a perfect fit, there was virtually no smoke leaking out.
The iron plate was inscribed with fine runes in dense numbers, as if sealing something below.
"Finding what you seek without even breaking a sweat." Liu Tai Xuan's eyes were filled with self-satisfaction.
"It's best not to open it." Wu Jinluan's eyelids were constantly twitching, and his right hand was still constantly moving, as if calculating something.
"Mr. Wu has been particularly fond of telling jokes lately." Liu Tai Xuan naturally didn't pay attention to these.
Under his instructions, several spirit-guide Taoist priests worked together to pull open the iron plate.
A thick smoke like droplets came out from inside, and the medicinal aroma was too strong.
Below was a set of steps, and several fox spirits, gray spirits, and yellow spirits rushed in first.
The spirit-guide Taoist priests followed, and we were at the very back.
The approximately twenty-meter-long staircase twisted downwards, and what greeted us was an extremely narrow transverse cave. Its height was about two meters, and the upper rock wall could be touched with one's hands if slightly raised.
The coffins were stacked neatly here, each with different materials.
A huge bronze cauldron or bronze pot was placed against the wall, with candle flames as large as candles—this was the eternal light.
There are too many coffins.
It gave a strong sense of oppression and claustrophobia.
"Which coffin is hiding the alchemist?" Liu Tai Xuan's brow was knit tightly.
"None of them," Lao Gong suddenly spoke up, his eyes revealing a deep and profound contemplation.
"Then he didn't go into the coffin?" Liu Tai Xuan said, but several spirit-guide Taoist priests were already walking forward.
On both sides of the transverse cave were coffins, leaving a narrow path in the middle. Of course, the coffins did not completely block the top of the rock wall, and it could be seen that here the width exceeded ten meters, making it particularly spacious in the mountain's interior.
We walked for about a hundred meters, and I couldn't describe the number of coffins. At last, the sight became broader.
There were no cabinets on the walls, and no porcelain vase.
There was only a furnace about two meters high visible, which still had some residual heat. Smoke kept emitting from it, and the unusual fragrance was even making people's noses itchy.
Even further back, there was a vast open space.
My intuition told me that it was not empty originally, but it should be filled with coffins. However, now it's empty...
Beside the furnace was a long table, covered with a blue-black cloth. On the table were some mortar and pestle, an axe, a cutlass, and some tools for grinding medicine.
I didn't see any medicine.
I didn't see anyone...
"I think... we should leave..." Wu Jinluan's eyelids were twitching severely.
I didn't go to persuade Liu Tai Xuan.
To leave? That's impossible for him.
It's not because this place has made Liu Tai Xuan greedy; it's because he hasn't changed from the beginning to the end.
Stubborn, sticking to one's own views, and walking the same path to the end—that's his personality!
With this kind of strength, he has nothing to fear from any danger.
"It seems that the person is still refining elixirs here. Where's the alchemist? Where's the phoenix corpse? It must be in one of those coffins." Liu Tai Xuan looked at Wu Jinlan again and said in a serious tone, "There are probably a thousand or more coffins here, over a hundred meters long. Mr. Wu, you need to find out where the alchemist is."
"This place is quite strange, how many coffins are there? Perhaps, all of them are disciples of alchemists who died and were buried here. The couplets outside the door mention that he is good at taking disciples." Liu Tai Xuan was muttering to himself, analyzing.
"With the corpses, he refines elixirs." Lao Gong suddenly said.
For a moment, the room fell silent.
"I have been thinking deeply, and in Gaomaoer's memory, there is a small segment about the alchemist. He once entered a similar tomb cave. Of course, the tomb owner has long turned into bones. A room filled with gold pills was discovered. Originally intended for emperors to take, they finally became burial gifts. The inscription on the tombstone said that the elixir had poisoned the emperor." Lao Gong said mournfully again.
With a slight rustling sound, the cloth on the long table was pulled back by Liang Yu.
There is a coffin under the table, made of white stone, looking like jade but not quite.
The lid was not completely closed, only three quarters of it was closed, and a part of it was left open at the top.
"Here!" Liang Yu's face showed a look of surprise.
"Xiao Yu is indeed smart," Zhang Zhiyi nodded in praise.
The rest of the spirit-guide Taoist priests were filled with surprise and excitement in succession.
"Hahaha!" Liu Tai Xuan smiled from ear to ear and said resolutely, "The Corpse Elixir is from the Iron Monk Mountain. Mr. Wu, I've said before that you should leave. The matter here has nothing to do with you. Finding this place and the corpse were all done by us. Isn't there any reason to share?"
"You still need to report the news of the eight houses when you return, Master Luo. Even if you become a true person, you won't be able to do much, and there's no need to waste our time." Liu Tai Xuan couldn't wait to say his thoughts.
"It really grew a lot of feathers... but, it's so dark... he's so scary..."
Liang Yu said almost simultaneously, "It's so eerie... I feel like my heart is being squeezed... It seems like he's sleeping..."
