The more Bu Zhengjing said, the more outrageous he said, I don’t know whether he should believe it. Although this old pervert likes to joke, once it reaches the critical moment, what he said is still relatively reliable.

If the giant alchemy furnace on the pool was really left by a alchemist named Chen Yan more than two thousand years ago, it can prove that we did not find the wrong place during our trip to Mount Li this time. At least there is an indelible relationship between Chen Yan and Qin Shihuang.

But why did we see the alchemy furnace left by the alchemy Chen Yan in advance when we were looking for the ancient tomb of Qin Shihuang?

Thinking of this, I asked Bu Zhengjing out of my doubts.

After hearing what I said, Bu Zhengjing thought for a moment and said:

"There is such a possibility. You think Qin Shihuang at that time almost believed what this alchemist named Chen Yan said. He arranged for people to do whatever he said. So I guess that after Qin Shihuang ascended the throne, he immediately asked Chen Yan to find a Feng Shui dragon vein for him so that he could be buried here in the future. Of course, Chen Yan had to obey the king's order and found Mount Li in the Qinling Mountains. After he found the Feng Shui dragon vein, he must have been unwilling to give it to Qin Shihuang, so he stayed for himself. It was not surprising that the alchemy furnace he had during his lifetime appeared in this place."

"Old pervert, Qin Shihuang was only 13 years old when he ascended the throne. It would be fine if Qin Shihuang was deceived by Chen Yan when he was young, but his imperial tomb has been built for 37 years. If the real Feng Shui dragon vein was occupied by Chen Yan, how could he not know? There are more than Chen Yan in this world who are proficient in Feng Shui secret techniques, and there are naturally many people who are stronger than him." The old pervert's words made me half-believed and half-doubted.

"Wang Cheng, there are related records of Chen Yan's record. The record of the Grand Historian said that Chen Yan had lived for more than 180 years before his death, but how many people in this world could live for more than 100 years? In an era when news could be easily blocked at any time, even if Chen Yan deceived Qin Shihuang, he could only believe that he had no idea about Feng Shui. If someone talked too much, he would just kill him. After all, at that time, Chen Yan was already a popular person in Qin Shihuang's eyes. If he wanted to kill someone, he just needed to wave his hand." Bu Zhengjing introduced to me in the place of death.

When I heard Bu Zhengjing say this, I thought about it again. What he said really makes sense. If all this is true as Bu Zhengjing said, this giant alchemy furnace was left by Chen Yan back then, then what kind of elixir was refined in this alchemy furnace?

Is there still a survivor now? Also, is Chen Yan's alchemist, as Bu Zhengjing said, even alive now...

"Old pervert, if you say that all this has happened before, then do you think that Chen Yan Danshi really refined a pill that can make people immortal??" I asked.

Bu Zhengjing smiled and said:

"Wang Cheng, as for Chen Yan refining a pill that can make people immortal, these are all rumors. How many rumors can be credible? It would be fine if we listen to it. The world must have its own rules, and this rule is the way of heaven. The so-called way of heaven is the rules of all things, the principles of all things, and everything has certain rules.

The way of heaven is irreversible. No matter who it is, it is impossible to live forever, like mountains and rivers, unless..."

"Unless what?" I asked.

"Unless this person can go against the will of heaven and transcend the rules of reincarnation, it's a pity that although Chen Yan is the most famous alchemist in the Qin Dynasty, he is just a alchemist after all. How can a mere alchemist have the ability to go against the will of heaven?" Bu Zhengjing said, adding to himself:

"If it is a ghost ancestor, that's another matter. As long as I give me enough time, I can definitely do things against the will of heaven, let myself be reborn, and feel the happiness of being a person again."

"Do you still want to survive?" I was a little surprised at what Bu Zhengjing said just now.

"Of course." Bu Zhengjing answered very decisively.

"Why? Isn't it good to be a ghost? There is no need to worry about birth, old age, sickness and death, work rent, and everything that living people need to worry about, but it has the power that is stronger than ordinary people, and can also freely use the yin energy of the world, and it can be retained in the yin and yang realms forever, and will not grow old, and the soul will not dissipate. With this, it is much better than living by humans."

Actually, sometimes, I envy Bu Zhengjing, the old pervert.

After listening to what I said, Bu Zhengjing laughed. In his laughter, I could clearly hear a hint of bitterness and helplessness...

"Wang Cheng, what you said is light. Have you ever felt the despair of no relative in the world? All relatives who are related to you are dead, and only you stay in this world. This feeling is like... like a weed without roots. No matter where you wander, you will never find your home and will never take root!" Bu Zhengjing said, and he suddenly swallowed even more:

"Boy, have you ever felt that you hid alone in the dark and dark ground for hundreds of years and dared not move, just to avoid the tracking of the evil that has locked yourself in, and the thunder disaster. It is definitely not luck that I can get to this day, nor can I rely on luck all by luck. That is what I have survived one day and one night!!"

After listening to Bu Zhengjing's words, I realized that being a ghost is not an easy task, and it is probably much more difficult and dangerous than being a human being.

"Old pervert, why did you cry as you talk?" I don't know how to persuade him.

At this time, while I was talking to the old pervert, the Black Mountain Wolf General and others were already thinking about how to get the giant alchemy furnace hanging on the pool to the shore.

"The male ghost doesn't cry easily, but it's not sad. Wang Cheng, I shouldn't tell you this, but since I've said it, I'll tell you all the pain in my heart." Bu Zhengjing organized the language and said:

"Five hundred years ago, I fell in love with a girl, and that girl fell in love with me. She knew I was a ghost, but she was still willing to be with me, but her parents disagreed with it. They only told her the four words "human and ghost are different paths". Then they sent someone to Maoshan to find the first Taoist in Maoshan at that time, and vowed to beat me to death.

That is because that night, I was willing to abandon the thousand-year Taoist practice and fled to leave. In the end, I was caught by the ghost raising man as a little ghost with weak yin energy and locked up in the house where you are looking for me. It will take five hundred years to go." Bu Zhengjing said this and sighed long:

"It's been five hundred years. The girl in my heart may have turned into a handful of loess now."

"Old pervert, don't always be for five hundred years or five hundred years. Those who don't know think you are Sun Wukong." When I heard Bu Zhengjing mention his sad things in the past, I thought to make a joke with him, don't make him so sad.

"So boy Wang Cheng, I envy you, I envy you for being alive, I envy you for being flesh and blood, emotions, and being sad, but you don't know that once you are like me, you become a ghost and have no love, when everyone forgets you, even if your ghost still exists in the world, it is dead, and you are truly dead..."

"Crack!!" A loud bang came from the pool, pulling my thoughts back from Bu Zhengjing's words.
Chapter completed!