Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 620 The Immortal Life-Suppressing Lock. (First Update!)

In the dim light, red and green silk ribbons were twisted into silk flowers of various sizes and used to decorate the houses and trees along the way, transforming the originally dark streets and alleys into a riot of color.

The long street was wide and decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and a wedding procession was walking hesitantly.

In the procession, four cultivators with the character "囍" (double happiness) pasted on their bodies worked together to carry a magnificent red sedan chair. The curtains of the sedan chair hung low, only occasionally revealing a gap the width of a finger as they swayed with each step, allowing a glimpse of the red-clad bride sitting inside. Her veil hung down to her chest, obscuring her face, but in her arms were a pair of "bottle maidens," both with exquisite features and smiling lips.

The four cultivators who raised their feet had empty eyes and unfocused gazes, yet their lips were exaggeratedly curled up, and their eyes and brows were adorned with extremely festive smiles.

The red sedan chair was surrounded by other cultivators, all of whom wore clothes with the character "囍" (double happiness) on them, carried lanterns, and some even carried gongs and drums.

All around the group, countless talismans floated and sank, vaguely outlining a circle that enclosed the entire group.

These talismans meandered into the air, gradually converging until they reached a crimson gold longevity lock, which hovered upright directly above the red sedan chair, emanating pure spiritual energy.

The procession continued to move forward, but although it never stopped, it seemed to be locked onto the street, unable to leave no matter how hard it tried.

No matter how hard the person carrying the gong and drum banged, not a sound could be made.

It looks like a moving painting, with the scene already fixed. Even though the group is lifelike, it can never break free from the established scene.

At this moment, Kong Rushang stood in mid-air, rapidly forming a series of hand seals to control the longevity lock that was suspended in mid-air.

This [Longevity Lock] is not a magic weapon, but a magical treasure!
This was the most important trump card that the Qiu family of Mizhou had prepared for Qiu Chunzhi's upcoming imperial examination.

It was precisely because of this magical artifact that they were able to endure for so long in this "strange" place called the Iron Tree Prison.

Qu Zhuo stood to the side, his hair disheveled, blood seeping slightly from the corner of his mouth, his hands moving rapidly in a series of hand seals, anxiously calculating something.

Looking down at the increasingly ghostly procession, with its growing eerie aura, Kong Rushang was filled with anxiety.

They couldn't control the other younger members of the Qiu family!
But Qiu Chunzhi must be saved!

However, the situation is now completely out of their control.

At first, Qiu Chunzhi was infected, but she couldn't hear their voices.

After they made their move, the opponent had two more [Bottle Women] in their hands, which blocked their first round of attacks.

Next, a red veil was strangely placed over Qiu Chunzhi's head, making her look like a bride-to-be, especially since her robes were stained crimson.

After the red veil was placed over her head, Qiu Chunzhi seemed to lose all weight, her feet left the ground, and she floated up involuntarily.

Then, a blood mist gathered around the opponent, wrapping around him like a cocoon, and finally transformed into a magnificent red sedan chair...

By now, Qiu Chunzhi had completely disappeared into the red sedan chair. The two of them were responsible for protecting each other's Core Formation cultivators. They used several methods, but the sedan chair blocked their view, and they couldn't even see each other!

While pondering, Kong Rushang urged the [Longevity and Life-Suppressing Lock] while urgently saying, "Hurry up!"

"Although we have the [Longevity Lock], we can't stay in this 'strange' place indefinitely."

Qu Zhuo was already covered in cold sweat. Hearing Kong Rushang's urging, he frowned and said, "It's not that I don't want to hurry!"

“This ‘strange’ thing seems to possess intelligence and understand formations.” “Once my formation changes, this ‘strange’ thing immediately changes as well.”

"I have a feeling that this 'strange' place is being manipulated by someone in the shadows, and their real target isn't you, Miss, but the two of us!"

Upon hearing this, Kong Rushang frowned, pondered for a moment, and then quickly said, "In that case, let's go out and try it out first."

"If that's the case, this 'monster' will definitely do everything in its power to stop us."

"In that case, there's a much better chance that Miss will wake up on her own!"

Qu Zhuo immediately nodded: "Okay, then I'll go out first."

As he spoke, he stopped the hand seal he was halfway through forming, and with a flicker of his figure, he immediately fled in one direction.

Whoosh!
Qu Zhuo's whereabouts quickly disappeared from the long street.

Seeing this, Kong Rushang did not hesitate and immediately tried to put away the [Longevity Lock] and prepare to leave the place.

However, he soon discovered that while he could escape without any hindrance, he was unable to retrieve the [Longevity Lock]!
Kong Rushang was stunned for a moment. He activated the magic weapon several times in succession before suddenly realizing that the [Longevity and Life-Suppressing Lock] had been tangled up by thin, almost invisible embroidery threads.

These embroidery threads are light and thin, as if they would break with a gust of wind, but in fact they are incredibly strong, and they are also imbued with rich and pure yin energy.

At this moment, the [Longevity Lock] is suspended in mid-air. Apart from not being able to be stored in the storage bag, it can still be activated normally.

Seeing this, Kong Rushang immediately realized that the real target of this "strange" thing was not him and Qu Zhuo, but the [Longevity Lock]!
A strange incident has set its sights on a magical artifact?
Just then, a figure flashed in the distance; it was Qu Zhuo, who had returned. He stood not far from Kong Rushang, seemingly floating in mid-air, and asked in a puzzled tone, "What happened? Why didn't you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qu Zhuo noticed the [Longevity Lock] wrapped in numerous embroidered threads, and his pupils contracted slightly.

The two Core Formation cultivators looked at each other, both with furrowed brows.

Under normal circumstances, "monsters" will instinctively devour living people and ghosts that enter them in order to strengthen themselves.

But this was the first time they had ever seen an "oddity" set its sights on a magical artifact!

Just then, the two Core Formation cultivators suddenly sensed something and turned to look at one end of the long street.

The next moment, a simply dressed, cold-faced young cultivator emerged from the street corner and strode over.

The other party's aura was that of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator. He walked alone on this dark and strange street without any discomfort. His hurried steps made it seem as if he were walking on the most ordinary street.

Upon seeing each other's faces, both Core Formation cultivators were slightly taken aback. It was that Heavenly Rank Foundation Establishment cultivator from Qingrao Prefecture in Tuzhou!

Were they also looking for the tombs of high-level cultivators?

Just as the two Core Formation cultivators were thinking this, Zheng Que looked up at them, then stopped and shouted from afar, "Seniors, leave now, and I will pretend I didn't see anything."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for using the recording jade slip to record the words and actions of the two seniors and report it to the examiners!"

(End of this chapter)