On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

Seeing Zhang Lingchuan's appearance, I concluded that he must know something.

So he quickly asked: "Boss, what does this sentence mean?"

After hearing this, A Tao also listened attentively.

Zhang Lingchuan had no choice but to sigh and tell us the story of the Eight Immortals.

"You know the Eight Immortals, right?"

I nodded: "The Eight Immortals crossed the sea and each showed their magical powers. I know this."

When I was a child, I often listened to people in the village telling this widely circulated mythical story after dinner.

It's just that I don't know what the relationship between the Eight Immortals and this sentence is.

Without stopping, Zhang Lingchuan led us through a long tomb passage while speaking.

"I also read it in a gossip book. It may not be accurate, but I think it has certain reference value."

Usually when he starts saying this, I know that Zhang Lingchuan is going to start talking nonsense.

"I remember that the book said that people are subject to life and death, and gods are also subject to the five declines of heaven and man."

"Actually, everything about immortality in this world is a scam."

He suddenly turned back and stared at my face and said: "Because, in this world, neither humans nor gods can escape the laws of nature."

I think he has a point.

However, I felt that something was not quite right.

"Boss, the owner of this tomb may also be exploring the secret of immortality."

"After all, he is trying to control time. If he could control time, or stay here forever, wouldn't it be the same as living forever?"

Zhang Lingchuan looked at the glimmer of light in the long passage and suddenly said.

"How do you know that the owner of this tomb must have controlled time?"

"If he was really in control, he should live here or let us see him."

"It's not like the door to the house is almost closed, and there's not even a sign of it."

After being reminded like this, I reacted.

There are too many strange things in the Immortal Tomb.

If the owner of the tomb is really still alive, he must have the ability to see the sky.

Crush us to death.

Much easier than crushing a few ants.

Can you still allow us to walk out of the tomb and walk all the way to this hall?

"By the way, boss, you haven't said anything about the connection between the Eight Immortals and the old man's words."

Zhang Lingchuan always talks like this.

My thinking is too jumpy, and I often talk about some things in the east and some in the west.

If I don't concentrate, this topic will easily slip by again.

Zhang Lingchuan said: "Then again, the relationship between the Eight Immortals and that sentence is actually quite close."

"It is recorded in that book that gods will also have five declines of gods and humans. Whenever the five gods, gods and humans decline, it means that the masters in Kunlun Wonderland will change their blood again."

I nodded: "In other words, those so-called gods are just a professional title, not a specific person. Because the gods who hold those professional titles will also die."

Zhang Lingchuan snapped his fingers: "That's right."

"So, I don't know if you have discovered it, but there are at least a dozen versions of the legend of the Eight Immortals spread among the people."

"Because the Eight Immortals in each dynasty seem to be different."

"But if we make a bold guess, we will find out. In fact, the reason for this situation is not necessarily a mistake in folklore, but the existence of the Eight Immortals in every dynasty."

When he heard this, A Tao, who was walking in front, also stopped and then turned to look at Zhang Lingchuan.

"So I think the Eight Immortals actually received the teachings from the true god, so they can become immortals!"

"Otherwise, ordinary people who think about and practice like this can become nothing more than gods."

What Zhang Lingchuan said makes sense.

However, if you really want to speculate like this.

Could that big devil hiding in my body be some big shot who had been preached by the true God?

But what happened to him? Instead of becoming a god, he turned into a devil?

Thinking of this, I am even more confused.

He has such a big background, which means that the subsequent troubles will become bigger and bigger.

If we can get out alive, I'm afraid we will be fiercely pursued by many people.

A Tao walked forward quickly: "Look quickly to see if there are any written records in it?"

"I want to see what the hell is buried here!"

"If there is any elixir in it, if you eat it, you can live for decades longer. For mortals, it is considered immortal."

I remembered that Zhang Lingchuan only had one year left to live, and my heart sank.

Could it be that Zhang Lingchuan has been repeatedly emphasizing to me that there is no immortality just now because he is afraid that I will get into trouble and go astray for his affairs in the future?

But in my heart, Zhang Lingchuan is the most important.

I will never and cannot watch him die in front of me.

As soon as I stepped into the main hall, I knew where the light came from.

More than a dozen mermaid lanterns that were taller than a person were burning brightly. It was unknown how many years they had been burning, and the candle oil was slowly flowing down the huge candles.

Like an old man, crying silently.

It gave me a sudden sense of historical grandeur.

There are no words in this tomb, but there are many murals.

The golden murals depict many scenes of gods, including the ethereal Kunlun Banquet, and the solemnity of the gods inspecting the human world. There are even some unexplained fight scenes.

Lifelike and breathtaking.

I was immersed in such a glorious and magnificent scene and couldn't extricate myself. Suddenly I heard Zhang Lingchuan's sudden words.

"I don't know if this thing can be extended."

"If you put it on the black market, you can definitely make a lot of money."

"Maybe I can retire from the world after retirement."

I looked at Zhang Lingchuan speechlessly: "How come you, old man, don't even let go of the murals on the tomb of the gods?"

This makes me wonder whether Zhang Lingchuan owes a huge debt.

Nowadays, they are trying their best to catch ghosts and suppress evil spirits, just to make money and pay off debts.

When I turned around, I found that he actually bent down to get something to prepare for painting a mural...

"No, you are serious!"

"Even if this thing is developed, can it be sold?"

"If others find out, our lives will be at risk. Do you know what it means to be pregnant with a jade?"

Zhang Lingchuan was fearless: "I'm afraid the news about us entering the tomb has long been spread outside."

"No matter if I have the opportunity to come to this place, I have to take something out even if I risk my life."

"Otherwise, I will die with my eyes closed!"

I sighed and had to step forward to help him.

However, the mural was only halfway through when I noticed something was wrong.

I patted Zhang Lingchuan on the shoulder.

"boss--"

He was concentrating on the mural for the banquet and had no time to talk to me.

But I was worried.

"Something's wrong, come here and have a look."

Then he turned his head and looked at where my finger was pointing.

It was a mural on the edge, with no scenes or stories on it.

There was only a man with long hair and fluttering clothes, standing on the top of the mountain and looking down at the world.

At just one glance, we were all attracted by the man's magnanimity.

Immortal, these two words appeared in my mind so concretely for the first time.

But that's not the most important thing.

The most important thing is, damn, the man on the mural looks exactly like me!