Chapter 1189: Good Brother, Let's Cultivate Together

Chen Guanlou would never be bewitched by a cult leader.

But he was truly very interested; he wanted to know more about cultivation. From books, from others, he could only get some ambiguous claims. This was the first time someone had told him definitively that they had vaguely touched the edge of cultivation.

Actually, he admired people like Zhang Daohe, because for a vague legend, they could spend several years and invest a large amount of manpower and wealth, just to seek an opportunity, to seek a possibility!

This kind of person was fanatical; whatever they did, they did it with their whole heart. Worthy of being a cult leader.

He asked calmly, "How to do it?"

Zhang Daohe laughed excitedly upon hearing this. He knew that once Chen Guanlou heard his claim, he would definitely be moved. On the surface, the two of them had very different personalities, temperaments, and life pursuits, but in essence, they were the same: they were not content with the status quo and were full of curiosity about various legends. Most importantly, they were willing to take action and willing to risk themselves.

Most people wanted to do things, but often stopped at words; only a small number of people would take action.

"I've collected a portion of famous mountains and rivers; as long as there are legends of immortals descending to the world, I have to explore them one by one. If immortals descended to the world, it means those places once had a channel that could communicate between the two worlds. The changes in heaven and earth meant immortals no longer descended, but it doesn't mean those channels are gone.

It's just that we haven't found the correct way to open the channel. So, this is a very long process that requires patience to explore. Of course, if we are lucky and find the correct way to open it the first time, then we are all lucky children of heaven!"

After Zhang Daohe finished speaking, he laughed.

He firmly believed in his judgment and also knew that his luck wasn't good enough to find clues the moment he set out. He always had to pay something: manpower, wealth, material resources, and even human lives!

However, in Chen Guanlou's view, Zhang Daohe was a living child of heaven.

Those old fellows like Wei Wubing had stepped into the Grandmaster realm for decades and hadn't even touched the edge of cultivation.

Zhang Daohe had only spent a few years, and not only had he vaguely touched the edge, he even had specific ideas and was prepared to take action.

Who was strong and who was weak was clear at a glance!

If this didn't count as a child of heaven, the underground palace incident was enough to prove that Zhang Daohe's luck was very strong.

Among so many martial artists in the world, including many Grandmaster-level experts, why hadn't anyone discovered the underground palace? Only Zhang Daohe discovered it, successfully opened it, and obtained the opportunity. Regardless of how the opportunity came about, or whether he was helped by others, this matter only looked at the result.

Calculating from time costs and manpower and wealth costs, he was a lucky child. If it were someone else, they would only have spent double the time and several times the manpower and wealth, and the final result might not have been as desired!

"I'm afraid I can't help much with this!" Chen Guanlou said truthfully.

He had no interest in exploring famous mountains and rivers. Sleeping in the open and eating in the wind sounded romantic, but in reality, it was living suffering. Of course, with his cultivation, he could live very well. But if he could lie down, why would he go out and suffer?

He is a lazy person who avoids work, indulges in pleasure, and has no interest in digging into old forests.

"Brother Chen, don't be in such a hurry to refuse. Brother Chen can help even while in the capital."

"What help?"

"Many ancient records, some rare books, are all stored in government offices. I could sneak in, but I have too many things on my plate and can't stay in the capital for a long time. I still have to trouble Brother Chen to search for information for me. As long as there are legends about Great Yu Dynasty immortals, no matter how outrageous, they must be excerpted. In addition, records about the dynasties before the Great Yu Dynasty are very scarce. I need Brother Chen to put in more effort in this regard. You have more advantages than me in this area, and I hope Brother Chen won't decline."

Chen Guanlou nodded; this matter wasn't difficult, it just consumed time and energy.

He nodded and agreed.

But he didn't intend to do it himself.

Those poor capital officials guarding the Royal Library were ready-made labor that could be utilized. He would ask them to help search for books and materials. This was called letting professional people do professional things.

As a half-bucket of water who had only read books for a few years, he shouldn't run to those places and should firmly avoid being an eyesore.

Zhang Daohe was very happy, and in his excitement, he wanted to hold Chen Guanlou's hand.

Chen Guanlou frowned; it was getting too deep, and he decisively broke free.

If you want to talk, just talk; why hold hands!

"Once the road to cultivation is opened, Brother Chen, you and I will go to the cultivation world together and create brilliance again!"

Chen Guanlou smiled. "We'll see! Everything is just a hypothesis for now. Actually, I want to know more about what you mean by vaguely touching the edge of cultivation."

Zhang Daohe hesitated for a moment upon hearing this. "This matter is also very magical! I don't know how to organize the language."

"Try your best to say it, and I'll try my best to understand."

Chen Guanlou had an attitude of getting to the bottom of things. If you don't cough up some real goods, why should we cooperate!

This matter of cultivation—if it were really that easy, why had there been no movement for hundreds of years? As for the so-called accidental entry into the cultivation world, Chen Guanlou didn't quite believe it.

Rather than believing in encounters, it was better to believe in his own brain and effort; combined, perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope.

"You and I both know that objects have spirits, and swords have spirits. But have you seen a sword spirit that can communicate with people? That was in an ancient tomb..."

"You went to dig someone's ancestral grave again? Old Zhang, Old Zhang, there should be a limit to not doing your proper job. A perfectly good cult leader not doing proper business, not busy with your great cause of rebellion, but running to be a grave robber—is it interesting?"

Chen Guanlou despised him fiercely.

Zhang Daohe waved his hand. "It's not what you think."

Chen Guanlou chuckled; sophistry, it's all sophistry.

"Fine, I did go to be a grave robber." Zhang Daohe saw he couldn't fool him and decisively admitted it. "I led people and walked all the way to the Western Regions. There are many legends there, among which one legend says that deep in a certain mountain there, divine traces often appear.

Later, I discovered that the locals knelt and prayed, all facing the direction of the mountain they spoke of. I thought that since I had nothing to do anyway, I led people into the mountain.

After tossing and turning for almost a month, I finally found the place where the legendary divine traces appeared. I had a few capable people under me, and after surveying, what do you know? An ancient tomb was hidden underneath. Built against the mountain, a secret ancient tomb—I had to go down and take a look!"

"With your ability, you could toss and turn for a month?"

If it were ordinary grave robbers, tossing and turning in the mountains for a month would be fully understandable. Even tossing and turning for half a year or a year would be normal.

But Zhang Daohe was a Grandmaster.

Although he wasn't clear about the specific situation of a Grandmaster, with his Ninth Rank cultivation, checking the mountain's form and pulse should be very simple. Since there were divine traces, the surrounding aura must be different from other places. Even if there was a subtle difference, he shouldn't have missed it. A human radar, plus a rough direction—it made no sense to toss and turn for a month!

"That's why I said divine traces! The divine traces obscured everything, the divine traces confused my senses, the divine traces misled me!" When Zhang Daohe spoke the two words 'divine traces', he was so pious and quite excited.

That tone, that style, coupled with his expression, was properly the boss of the pyramid scheme world, an undefeated myth! Especially when he wanted to bewitch people, he specifically used a slightly low voice; no matter what the content was, young ladies and young wives could be bewitched by him!

Add in some content about promotion, getting rich, cultivation, and longevity, and the big men would take the initiative to cut their kidneys to follow him! ===== CHAPTER 1190 =====