Chapter 277: Bronze Human Figurine Lamp, Adding Oil to Inject Fate, Old Monsters Go Crazy

"I felt it, the road under my feet has the aura of the netherworld!" Qian Chen opened his mouth while mixed in the crowd.

Hearing this, the black-faced man who was forced to walk in front had the hair on his neck explode. He hurriedly turned back and said: "Who, who is it? Saying such ominous words... Pui pui pui... No taboos!"

The old loose cultivator smoking the dry tobacco pot said gloomily: "Isn't there the aura of the netherworld? Look at the road we are walking on? That's a tomb path... a road for the dead, also known as Huang Quan Road."

After a group of loose cultivators entered, the great clans also followed behind. Lei Yu watched them from behind Qian Chen, preparing to use them to test the danger of this place.

The green ox wandered at the entrance of the road for a long time, observing for a long time, seeing that this originally great death, great silence luck, actually evolved a trace of vitality as this batch of people went in. The more it looked, the stranger it felt, and finally couldn't hold back its curiosity, lifted its hooves, and tentatively took a step.

It muttered in its heart: "It seems that this killing intent is not aimed at me!"

Then it stepped the second hoof in. Tao Kan asked suspiciously behind him: "Spirit Venerable, why did you go in!"

"I'll just go in and try, I won't move around!" The green ox said solemnly: "Don't follow me in... This road, there is progress but no retreat, once you go in, you can only find another exit."

Having said this, the green ox followed Qian Chen and others step by step into the tomb path.

Tao Kan looked at the unreliable green ox, speechless, gritted his teeth and walked onto the tomb path.

On both sides of the lamp path, the bronze human figurines were half-kneeling on the ground, some stood up, their postures were different, only the ancient bronze snakes on their bodies were entrenched on their bodies, or manipulating snakes, ear-snakes, stepping on snakes, or holding snakes, the snake heads supporting a lamp light.

Lei Yu kept paying attention to the bronze human figurines on both sides, until he saw an ear-snake figurine—the bronze dragon snake hung down from the ear along the chest, and the dragon snake held a lamp on the top of the head.

His face was solemn, but he didn't speak.

But among the loose cultivators, someone exclaimed: "God of Snake Manipulation!"

Most of the loose cultivators in front could have a few Dao books and cultivation methods, which could be considered to have some inheritance. These allusions and things involving the three great divine dynasties of ancient Heavenly Xia, Heavenly Shang, and Heavenly Zhou were obviously unheard of, so someone asked suspiciously: "What is the God of Snake Manipulation?"

"In ancient times, there was a God of Snake Manipulation. Snakes are Yin and belong to the netherworld. Dragons are Yang and are earth veins. Manipulating dragons and snakes is the mountain god and earth, often seen in the three generations of ancient times. After the Jade Emperor established the Heavenly Court, he abolished it. Daring to use the God of Snake Manipulation as a human figurine lamp support, it can be seen that this kind of god statue at that time was no longer orthodox. It should be the end of the Heavenly Zhou, when the feudal lords rose together!"

Qian Chen seemed to have returned to his previous life, explaining to everyone familiarly.

Just now he thought Lei Yu would explain it, but this person had quite a bit of city, hiding everything in his heart, forcing Qian Chen to have to ask and answer himself, explaining his proud arrangements. After studying so many big tombs in his previous life, this was the first time he had arranged one himself. Qian Chen's various arrangements were quite proud, and he wanted to explain them to everyone one by one.

In those years, the biggest dream of many of his classmates was to preside over the excavation of a big tomb, but Qian Chen was different. He wanted to design one himself.

Today, it can be considered to have fulfilled a fantasy of his previous life!

This is a dog planner and players going down to the dungeon together, deeply studying player psychology and feeling user experience.

At this time, a dry corpse suddenly appeared beside the tomb path. The man knelt on the ground, leaning against the bronze human figurine, his hands clutching his throat, and what he was wearing was clearly the attire of the Jin family.

An elder of the Jin family who followed behind exclaimed: "Seventh! Seventh, although his lifespan is about to end, his Core Formation cultivation is still at its peak. How could he die here?"

Qian Chen continued to whisper: "Lifespan is about to end, but he can still maintain his cultivation without declining. He must have used evil methods. Those two canine teeth are relatively sharp, so he should be using the method of Taiyin Refining Form to maintain his cultivation. He needs to take blood food every day to maintain his flesh body."

That Jin family elder turned back angrily and said: "Who? Who is talking nonsense?"

This place is strange. Although they were only a few feet apart, he couldn't distinguish who was talking.

The old loose cultivator observed carefully and said solemnly: "What he did is no longer important. The important thing is to figure out how he died!"

"Using the method of refining corpses to extend life, he must be extremely sensitive to blood qi and vitality. He must have touched the bronze lamp on the side of the road, so he was drained of his vitality!"

Qian Chen continued to beep.

"Ancient bronze lamp!" The Jin family elder raised his head and looked at the human figurine bronze lamp beside the dry corpse. He observed carefully and found that in the seventh elder's sleeve, the twisted hand like a chicken claw seemed to be holding something...

"The method of ritual lamps comes from the Golden Record Simple Text. Burning incense and lighting lamps are the most urgent tasks for practicing fasting and Dao. Incense transmits the heart and reaches the letter, sensing the true spirit above: lamps break the darkness and illuminate the gloom, opening the spring night below. Long-night hell, suffering souls and stagnant spirits, ride this light to be liberated." Qian Chen sighed gloomily: "These long-lasting lamps, using the God of Snake Manipulation as a figurine, arranged at the entrance of the earth vein spirit cave, should be extraordinary artifacts."

At this time, the loose cultivators around him had already surrounded him. Hearing this young Daoist priest speak so well, someone immediately asked in a low voice: "Is the bronze lamp an artifact?"

"More than a dozen lamps have been passed on this road! Are they all artifacts? Then on this road, aren't there artifacts everywhere!" The black-faced man was excited.

"Even if it is, you have to have a life to take it!" The old cultivator squatted down and knocked the smoke ash in the tobacco pot: "Didn't you see a Core Formation old monster die there?"

"Is this artifact a set of bronze lamps on the whole road, or is every lamp an artifact?" The young cultivator from overseas turned to ask Qian Chen, and Qian Chen frowned slightly: "Every piece should be a complete artifact."

The Jin family elder also saw the person who just spoke. His eyes contained malice as he looked at Qian Chen and said: "You, go up and take a look!"

Qian Chen didn't even bird him, standing there sneering. The Jin family elder was furious, stretched out a true essence big hand and grabbed forward.

However, in order to investigate the seventh elder, he had already run to the front of Qian Chen. Now that he wanted to attack Qian Chen who was behind, he had to walk back a few steps.

Unexpectedly, when the true essence big hand grabbed backward, wherever it passed, the bronze lamps on both sides of the road lit up a bit, as if burning something.

The true essence big hand, the further forward it went, the smaller it became. When it came to Qian Chen's side, only a little bit of primordial qi was condensed into shape. Patting Qian Chen, this was helping him flick the dust!

A group of loose cultivators then discovered that the Jin family elder who killed Qian Chen, every step he took, the white hair on his head and the wrinkles on his face increased a lot. By the third step, he had already noticed something wrong and wailed. But everything was too late.

The flesh on his face and the tendons on his arms were all falling off, and when they fell to the ground, they turned into flying ash. Finally, only a skeleton remained, and with a powerless clatter, he fell at the third step.

The lamp fire of the bronze human figurines on both sides of him had turned white, much brighter than before.

Until he turned into a skeleton, it gradually dimmed again.

Before the skeleton, Qian Chen shook his head and sighed: "Don't you know? This road cannot be turned back!"

The Jin family cultivators behind issued a killing intent, firmly locking onto Qian Chen, and asked: "Quickly say, what is going on, what method did you use to harm the fifth elder, and why can't this place be turned back?"

Qian Chen smiled: "If the bronze lamp uses vitality as oil, if you want to be refined into lamp oil, you can make the sound louder!"

The Jin family cultivators saw the lamp fire beside them brighten a little, and were so frightened that they hurriedly restrained their aura, stalemate and dared not move again.

Qian Chen smiled: "This is the way to save your life and extend your life, right? It is said that one quietness nourishes longevity. If you move too much, your aura will leak, and you will sense the lamp fire beside you, and what will burn is the life fire on top of your head!"

After this sentence was spoken, the group of loose cultivators beside him all held their breath. The black-faced man kept gesturing at Qian Chen. Qian Chen leaned over and asked: "What did you say?"

The black-faced man shook his head frantically, then suddenly thought of something, and immediately stopped, moving his head little by little like a turtle, making a shaking motion. A loose cultivator beside him, perhaps practicing some turtle-breathing technique, had continuous breathing, his neck slowly stretched forward, and his neck stretched very long.

The old cultivator smoking the dry tobacco pot said calmly: "I'm about to die of old age, so I'm not afraid. What are you nervous about? Didn't you see this little gentleman talking normally? If you move, you will die of old age. I can live to be a turtle!"

Qian Chen smiled: "As long as you seal your aura and don't use magic power recklessly. Normal breathing and talking, it just consumes twice the lifespan, which is nothing more than passing one moment as two moments. Even if you stay on this road for a day, it just consumes one day of lifespan."

Having said this, the group of loose cultivators breathed a sigh of relief. The black-faced man smiled very wantonly at the several great clan cultivators, with the meaning of 'if you have the ability, hit me'. The loose cultivators were no longer afraid of the threats of the great clans, standing there with their arms crossed, sneering at those great clan cultivators who let them explore the way.

"Still the old gentleman is reasonable!" Qian Chen turned his head to look at the old cultivator, but saw him stiffened there like a wooden man, and couldn't help but laugh: "Old gentleman, what are you doing?"

"Young... man... ah!" The old cultivator opened his mouth gloomily like a turtle: "I... can... not... like... you... young... people... can... live... for... another... moment... is... also... good."

"Old gentleman is joking! No matter how short the lifespan is, you don't care about this little bit!"

The old cultivator raised three fingers, and Qian Chen was surprised: "Old gentleman, only three years of lifespan left?"

"Three... days!"

The old cultivator said word by word.

"Three days and you still come to take risks?" The black-faced man shouted, roaring so that the oil lamp beside him brightened a little bit. His liver trembled, and his tone dropped rapidly.

"Pre... paring... to... be... buried... here!"

"No wonder you came in so happily." The black-faced man's face turned black, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see it.

Qian Chen turned his head to look at the bronze lamp where the Jin family seventh elder died, and sighed: "Then you can take a risk..."

He pointed to the bronze lamp there and said: "The Dao Sect has the technique of adding oil to inject fate. The life lamp on the bronze human figurine here, I don't know how long it has been burning, absorbing dragon qi and vitality on this earth vein spirit cave. The oil in the lamp has already become a treasure for extending life! As long as one drop, it can extend... one, two, three..."

He calculated with his fingers: "It can extend your lifespan by about three years."

At this moment, the eyes of all the old monsters looking at the bronze lamps suddenly burst into terrifying heat, just like wolves seeing meat, especially those old monsters who were raising their lifespan, their eyes were green, making people shudder.

In the lamp trays under the bronze lamps on both sides, there was a pool of full lamp oil.

If all refined, I am afraid there would be a thousand years of lifespan.

How can they not be crazy.

Of course, the technique of adding oil to inject fate also has a limit, it can only extend one-third of the lifespan, and it will overlap with some life-extending methods.

But the most miraculous thing about the Dao Sect's method is that it is above most life-extending methods. The added lifespan is heavenly lifespan, no

But don't look at these lamps as if they are full of lamp oil; in fact, Qian Chen just set them up. These lamps need to be nourished for a year in a place where the earth vein vitality is lush to condense one year's worth of lamp oil, which is one-third.

Now that they have just been set up, the lamp oil in the lamps is all virtual oil condensed from shallow vitality, and in fact, they are empty inside.

Only when the longevity of the two Core Formation old monsters was burned by the life lamps just now was a few drops of lamp oil truly refined.

Although the life quality of Core Formation old monsters is slightly better, they have used various methods to extend their lives, so the longevity they nurture is relatively inferior. That seventh elder of the Jin family had long since mixed yin and yang longevity, so burning thirty years of longevity could only condense one drop of lamp oil. His entire origin was exhausted, so he only condensed two drops of lamp oil.

The real big head was the fifth elder who attacked Qian Chen. He added about ten drops of lamp oil to the lamps on both sides. Because they were all yang longevity and he was a Core Formation cultivator, it was about five years for one year for the Penetrating Law Realm.

Except for the two lamps Qian Chen pointed to, the bronze ancient lamps in other places were all for adding oil.

The old cultivator looked at Qian Chen deeply and sighed: "Thank you for your guidance, young man, but my life lamp has only one thread left unextinguished. I fear that once I reach the lamp, the flickering firelight will be enough to take me away."

After a long silence, he took a deep breath of his pipe and resolutely walked toward the two lamps.

The old cultivator stared deeply at that point of lamp light, already fully focused and invested in it. As soon as he used his magic power, his longevity would be exhausted by the life lamp instantly. Even if he breathed a little heavily, he might die.

So he could only lock his own vitality with a secret method. At this moment, he hunched his back as if carrying a large turtle shell on his back, holding the copper pipe in his right hand, approaching the lamp fire bit by bit as if in slow motion a hundred times over.

Qian Chen continued: "The bronze snake is the key to guarding the oil in the lamp. As long as it detects a trace of your aura, you will be in danger of having your life taken. This bronze lamp magic treasure may not be considered powerful elsewhere, but on this path, combined with the momentum of the array, it is invincible in stripping away longevity."

"You must make the copper snake turn its head! Only then will you have a chance."

"Cannot use magic power, cannot leak a trace of aura, and still have to force the copper snake to turn its head to steal the lamp oil!" The black-faced man clicked his tongue: "Who knows if what you kid said is true or false, but it sounds quite reliable."

The old cultivator gently leaned toward the mouthpiece and inhaled a wisp of smoke. The smoke penetrated deep into his five viscera and six bowels. Finally, he leaned toward the copper snake and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. The young man from the Lei family sneered in a low voice: "It was said that one must not be discovered by the copper snake, yet he exhaled smoke toward it. Is he crazy?"

Lei Yu glared at him and said sternly: "Huan'er! Shut up!"

Among the crowd of loose cultivators, some also shook their heads and frowned.

But Qian Chen nodded secretly. He was indeed an old hand in the world; just by relying on the few words he revealed, he had glimpsed the key.

That wisp of smoke, tinged with a grayish-white color and filled with the aura of decay, was the old cultivator exhaling the aura of decay and corruption from his body as his longevity was about to end, along with the smoke. This aura of decay even covered up the vitality within. And the copper snake, as an existence extremely sensitive to vitality and one that strips away longevity to burn life, was also extremely disgusted by this aura of decay.

This was a principle Qian Chen did not say out loud, but the old cultivator had secretly grasped.

He only had three days of longevity left, and his vitality was extremely weak, so the aura of decay could cover up his vitality so smoothly. Therefore, it looked like he would die if he revealed a single flaw, but in fact, he was also the person most likely to obtain the life oil in the lamp.

The bronze dragon snake was touched by this puff of smoke containing the aura of decay, causing it to meander and turn its head backward. Only then did the old cultivator quickly reach out with his pipe and catch a drop of lamp oil that was about to drip from the lamp mouth.

The lamp oil dripped down. He only had time to catch three drops before he reached the limit of closing his aura, but the old cultivator slowly retracted his pipe and retreated step by step, extremely slowly, just as calmly as when he came.

Qian Chen admired him even more. How many people, when they have achieved success and are overjoyed in their hearts, can still maintain their initial caution and do their best?

The old cultivator slowly returned to the center of the road, holding his pipe. With one puff, two puffs, as the smoke was exhaled, the gray hair on his head turned black, and the aura of decay on his body was mostly resolved.

Right before everyone's eyes, the old cultivator's vitality suddenly recovered by seventy percent. From the decrepit, dying person he was when he unsealed his method of fixing longevity and guarding his form, he suddenly recovered to the appearance of a normal old man.

The crowd of loose cultivators present were all shocked. Those Core Formation old monsters were so excited that their wrinkles smoothed out, their withered bodies were trembling, and someone muttered: "The method of extending life, the legendary method of adding oil and injecting life from the Dao Sect, actually exists!"

"Leave the remaining pipe, I am willing to exchange it for a hundred acres of spirit fields!" A Lei family old monster shouted.

The old cultivator acted as if he didn't hear and cupped his hands to Qian Chen: "Thank you for your guidance, young man."

Qian Chen smiled: "Why be so polite, old sir? At my age, I don't need to take such risks. This method of extending life is useless to me, so it is just right to gift it to those with affinity!"

The old monsters present were all roaring in their hearts: "I want... I need it!"

The Lei family old monster hurriedly turned to Qian Chen and said: "Young... sir, what other taboos or keys does this method of extending life have? Tell me secretly. For one piece of information, I will give you a hundred true talismans!"

Another elder of the Jin family said: "As long as you honestly confess, we will let bygones be bygones regarding the matter of you harming our two Jin family elders!"

There were other old monsters who had already rushed toward the bronze ancient lamps on both sides. The whole process was breathless, and some even turned themselves into stone statues. For a time, there were old monsters imitating turtles everywhere. Even Lei Yu was a bit tempted, but his longevity had not yet reached halfway, so he was not so urgent.

And looking at the method Qian Chen pointed out, the closer one is to the end of their longevity, the greater the chance of success.

If the vitality is too strong, there is no chance instead.

After all, one needs that puff of aura of decay to force back the bronze snake.