The Spirit Dust Realm.
In the far eastern lands of the Eastern Domain.
Many common folk knelt in devout worship towards the distant, unbroken chain of mountains. After finishing their prayers, they hurriedly left, pulling along their children or wives.
They seemed to hold a deep reverence for the mountains, not daring to approach.
As time passed, night quietly fell, the crescent moon obscured by dark clouds, casting the mountains in a gloomy light.
There was no rustle of wind, no roar of beasts or chirp of insects, the night sky grew increasingly silent, eerie.
The mountains in the darkness resembled a monstrous beast, ready to devour anyone who came near.
A sudden cold wind blew, causing the grass and trees across the mountains to sway, and the dark clouds in the night sky were slowly blown away...
Moonlight instantly spilled over the mountains.
Among the mountains, numerous pale buildings gradually became clear,
They were clusters upon clusters of... graves.
The many graves here appeared ancient, yet they were remarkably clean and tidy, with fresh flowers and fruits placed before each one.
Suddenly, a bizarre scene unfolded!
Among the graves, one began to crack slowly with a "crack crack" sound, rubble tumbling down.
A pale hand suddenly emerged, gripping the broken edge of the tomb.
Following that, a young man appeared, tall and slender, with a serene and extraordinary face, dressed in simple green robes that were not tattered or soiled, but rather clean, only his waterfall-like black hair was slightly disheveled.
He stood quietly amidst the cold graves, staring unblinkingly at his own tomb.
"Hmm? I even have a grave, how absurd."
Lu Changsheng spoke softly, a trace of confusion in his eyes, with no memories related to it in his mind...
Soon, Lu Changsheng noticed that his grave bore no epitaph... His eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but look at the many graves around, only to find that none of them had epitaphs either.
"No epitaphs?" Lu Changsheng murmured: "Then, besides me, who else is buried in these many graves?"
Just as Lu Changsheng was about to dig up the graves to see, he suddenly frowned.
Two auras were approaching the area of the mountains.
Lu Changsheng's eyes moved slightly, and with a gentle wave of his sleeve, without any fluctuation of spiritual energy, the "grave" he had just climbed out of and the rubble were completely erased.
At that moment, two streams of light happened to sweep over the mountains, then transformed into two figures in the vast graveyard.
One was a straight-backed old man with a very immortal demeanor and a white beard, the other a calm-looking youth in splendid attire.
"Master, it's almost past midnight, why did you suddenly think of coming to the Immortal Tomb... huh?"
The splendidly dressed youth was just asking his doubts while looking around the graveyard, but he was stunned at the end!
He saw a figure standing in the graveyard, as quiet as a ghost.
The white-bearded old man had already seen Lu Changsheng, but he was not surprised.
Places like the Immortal Tomb occasionally had cultivators from the Spirit Dust Realm coming to pay their respects, which was quite normal.
"Immortal Tomb..."
Hearing this, Lu Changsheng's brow furrowed slightly, looking distantly at the old man and the youth.
In an instant, Lu Changsheng turned to leave, he had no intention of communicating with these two.
The splendidly dressed youth looked strangely at Lu Changsheng's back, for some reason, he felt that this cultivator was odd, but couldn't quite put his finger on why.
At this moment, the white-bearded old man's expression changed slightly, because he saw where Lu Changsheng had stood before, if he remembered the layout of the graves correctly, there seemed to have been a tomb there before?
Why was it now empty,
"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
The white-bearded old man suddenly shouted.
Lu Changsheng's figure paused, he turned around and looked indifferently at the old man, waiting for him to continue.
The splendidly dressed youth was somewhat astonished, not knowing why his master had called out to this cultivator.
Gu Helin politely cupped his hands towards Lu Changsheng and smiled: "I apologize for detaining you, Fellow Daoist, I have a question to ask."
To be cautious, Gu Helin did not rashly probe Lu Changsheng's aura, as cultivators who came to the Immortal Tomb at night were from all over the Spirit Dust Cultivation World, and if the other party had a high level of cultivation, his probing would easily be detected. This was a very impolite behavior.
Lu Changsheng slightly nodded, indicating for him to continue.
The other party was sparing with words, which Gu Helin was used to, having met many reclusive cultivators, and then asked in a serious voice: "Fellow Daoist, the place where you stood before, I vaguely remember there seemed to be a tomb..."
Lu Changsheng looked towards that spot and said softly: "Since it's a vague memory, then you must be mistaken, there... was never a tomb."
After speaking, under the gaze of Gu Helin and the splendidly dressed youth, he left the graveyard.
Gu Helin watched the receding figure, his eyes slightly confused, could he really have been mistaken?
He couldn't help but look again, only to see that the spot was empty, very natural, indeed it did not seem like there had ever been a tomb.
Soon, Gu Helin shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
"Master, that cultivator felt really strange." The splendidly dressed youth frowned as he looked in the direction Lu Changsheng had left.
Gu Helin, hearing this, came back to his senses and chuckled: "In the cultivation world, reclusive cultivators are everywhere, you, having just entered the cultivation world, have seen too little."
The splendidly dressed youth smiled awkwardly and said: "Master, you still haven't said why you suddenly came to the Immortal Tomb in the middle of the night?"
Gu Helin's eyes froze, then with a look of respect, he scanned the many pale graves and murmured: "I'm not quite sure either, I just suddenly felt the urge to come and take a look..." The splendidly dressed youth pouted and whispered: "Master, what's so interesting about the Immortal Tomb, it's often rumored in the cultivation world that whoever can unravel the secrets of the Immortal Tomb can seek eternal life... but this Immortal Tomb has existed for at least a hundred thousand years, and no cultivator has ever been able to unravel it."
In the Immortal Tomb, one could find eternal life, such rumors were widespread throughout the vast Spirit Dust Cultivation World.
At first, countless cultivators came here,
But as the stars shifted and the river of time flowed, countless cultivators had no choice but to give up on the idea of finding eternal life in the Immortal Tomb.
They did not doubt the rumors, because in the past many powerful cultivators had sought eternal life without success, and had long wanted to blast open the Immortal Tomb!
But the Immortal Tomb was incredibly hard, each and every one of them.
They could not shake it in the slightest, not even leaving a mark on it...
If that's the case, isn't this the Immortal Tomb? Since it's the Immortal Tomb, naturally there would be secrets of eternal life.
They only said that eternal life was hard to find, if seeking eternal life were so easy, then it wouldn't be eternal life. Hearing the splendidly dressed youth's words, Gu Helin suddenly sternly rebuked: "Outrageous! Ignorance is bold! Dare to speak nonsense in the Immortal Tomb! Hurry and kneel to apologize!"
Seeing Gu Helin angry, the splendidly dressed youth was startled, quickly kneeling down, trembling slightly.
He was mainly afraid of Gu Helin, not the Immortal Tomb, after all, there had been few strange occurrences in the Immortal Tomb, it seemed no different from other tombs except for being harder.
Seeing this, Gu Helin's expression softened slightly, shaking his head and frowning, he couldn't help but look again at the original spot.
Could he really have been mistaken?
At the same time,
Lu Changsheng had already left the mountains, walking quietly on a small path, only his dark eyes flickering slightly.
Such a strange event, even he felt somewhat unsettled.
Many doubts flashed through his mind.
"Immortal Tomb, who could have had the power to bury me within..."
"What happened."
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