Chapter 1347 Soul Lake

More than a month later.

Outside a small city in the southern border of the Yan Kingdom, a young man in black robes drove the escape light and slowly landed.

There are seven hundred and forty-six countries in the Northern Territory, and there are many forces in the world of immortality among them. However, apart from the six sects, the only ones that can really rank high in the Northern Territory are peerless families like the Shen family of Yuanzhao Kingdom.

The Yan Kingdom is one of the more prosperous countries among the countries. In addition to the dense population of mortals, there are also many immortal cultivators coming and going.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the current world of immortality has degenerated to the point where it is mixed with mortals. I think before this king fell, mortals were like ants in our eyes and had no contact with our world of immortality."

A low laughing voice came from beside the young man, but strangely, there was no one next to him.

"Mortals are humans too, and in some ways they can also be used by immortal cultivators. The map we want right now can be found here."

The young man replied calmly, as if talking to himself.

"Also, if you don't want to cause more trouble, you'd better use your spiritual voice to communicate with me in the future. Otherwise, if you are captured and used as a spiritual beast, I will definitely stand by and watch."

This young man is Ye Chunyang.

At this time, there was an illusory little snake wrapped around his arm, and the little snake was actually spitting out human words.

Such an unusual conversation could only be seen between him and King Nanxuan.

"Hi, all those who have tried to capture me as spiritual beasts have been destroyed by me. If anyone doesn't want to die, feel free to come and try?" King Nanxuan said disdainfully, but still obediently hid in Ye Chunyang's sleeves. Used spiritual message transmission.

Ye Chunyang sneered and said nothing.

His relationship with King Nanxuan was not trustworthy, but it could be considered cooperation.

However, during the time they came from Silver Moon Country to Yan Country, they also had some tacit understanding between them.

After concentrating for a moment outside the city, Ye Chunyang used his spiritual thoughts to explore and found that there were many monks coming and going here, and there were even some auras above the Daoji level.

"King Nanxuan, are you sure that the Soul Lake is indeed nearby?"

After detecting the situation in the city, Ye Chunyang asked via voice message.

"It's been so long that I can't remember clearly. When I came here to travel, there was no Yan Kingdom, but judging from the terrain, it was vaguely here. For details, I need to go to the city to find some maps. refer to."

King Nanxuan was silent for a moment and then replied.

Ye Chunyang nodded and walked towards the city.

According to King Nanxuan, there used to be a soul lake condensed with soul crystals in the southern border of Yan Kingdom. It had the effect of nourishing souls and practicing soul arts, and it attracted countless soul cultivators.

Soul crystal is a special crystal mine formed between heaven and earth. It is extremely rare. Ye Chunyang has also seen records in ancient books, but it seems to have become extinct in the Northern Territory, and no one has appeared for tens of thousands of years.

And what King Nanxuan said about the soul lake formed by countless soul crystals made him uneasy.

It's just that this old demon was a demon cultivator tens of thousands of years ago. Now that time has passed, the location of the soul lake has become difficult to find. It must be found based on the current geographical location. After many inquiries, I learned that there are often activities of immortal cultivators in this city. , Ye Chunyang came here to inquire about it.

As Ye Chunyang has seen in the past, the shops of immortal cultivators and mortal shops are mixed together in the city. Not only will the immortal cultivators purchase some daily necessities in the mortal stores, but mortals who want to seek immortality will also come and go from the spiritual material shops of the immortal cultivators. .

Thinking back to when I was in the human world, the situation was similar to what King Nanxuan said. Mortals rarely had the opportunity to come into contact with the world of immortality, and immortality cultivators also looked down upon mortals. Except for some who had limited qualifications and knew that they would live forever. Only hopeless monks will covet the rich and powerful in the world. Masters who are dedicated to seeking the Tao will never be contaminated by the vulgarity of the mortal world, so as not to affect the Taoist heart.

However, in the world of demons and gods, mortals and immortal cultivators coexist equally.

After wandering around the street for a while, Ye Chunyang suddenly caught Ye Chunyang's attention at a spiritual materials shop for cultivators of immortality.

He paused, looked up, his face looked a bit strange, and murmured to himself: "Yunbao Tower? I didn't expect Fatty Qian's business to end here."

The three words "Yunbao Tower" were clearly written on the plaque of the shop in front of him, which reminded Ye Chunyang of Fatty Qian from Lindu City. He didn't know whether this was his property or just the same name?

Ye Chunyang chuckled and walked into Yunbao House.

The shopkeeper is an old man at the fifth level of Qi refining. Judging from his age and cultivation level, it is estimated that he will never be able to cultivate the Dao foundation and gain a longer life span.

"Whatever materials this fellow Taoist needs, our store has them all." The old man welcomed Ye Chunyang in very kindly.

The old man's cultivation level was too low to see Ye Chunyang's true state, and the aura of around the third level of Qi Refining was revealed from his surface, so he thought he could be on par with his peers.

Ye Chunyang didn't care about this. After looking at the store for a while, he got straight to the point and said, "Give me a detailed map of the southern border of Yan Kingdom."

"map?"

"This is a small matter. Fellow Taoist, please stay here for a moment and I'll get it for you right away."

The old man walked towards the counter with a smile.

However, just when he stepped forward, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned back to look at Ye Chunyang with a strange look on his face.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly and ignored the old man.

But after looking at him a few times, the old man suddenly pulled out a painting from the counter, stared at the painting, and then looked at Ye Chunyang, suddenly shocked.

"Dare you ask where your friend came from?" The old man suppressed the shock in his heart and asked Ye Chunyang with a strange look on his face.

"Why, when purchasing here, is there a rule to report one's origin?" Ye Chunyang's face turned cold.

The old man's expression froze, and he quickly shook his head and smiled: "Fellow Taoist, please don't misunderstand me. I just feel that you are somewhat similar to an old friend of mine in Yunbao Tower, so I am curious and ask more questions. I hope you don't mind."

"I am from Silver Moon Country, do you have any questions?" Ye Chunyang replied impatiently.

"Silver Moon Kingdom?"

"Then you are Master Ye from Lindu City?"

The old man was horrified.

Ye Chunyang glanced at the old man and nodded lightly.

"It turns out that Master Ye is here. This old man is so blind that he doesn't recognize the master's true face. Please forgive me." The old man was so frightened that he almost threw away the painting in his hand and hurriedly saluted.

"How do you know I am Master Ye?" Ye Chunyang frowned.

"Master Ye is famous all over the world. We, the owner of Yunbao Tower, have already spread your portraits in various branches, and told us that whenever Master Ye comes here, any materials can be provided for free." The old man bowed and held his hands respectfully. Pass the portrait.

Ye Chunyang took it and saw that the picture on it was indeed him.

"Fat Qian is thoughtful." Ye Chunyang nodded slightly, waved his hand and said, "Go get the map!"

"Yes, Master Ye, wait a moment."

The old man suddenly became awed.

Even though he was far away in the Yan Kingdom, he had heard a little bit about the legend about this position. He could refine the Foundation Building Pill and the Bailing Pill. Such pill skills were truly astonishing.

After a few fiddles at the counter, the old man quickly took out a map with a smile and placed it respectfully in front of Ye Chunyang.

"This is the most detailed map in the southern border of Yan Kingdom. You will never find a second copy in other spiritual material shops. Master Ye, you can refer to it." The old man said flatteringly.

"Um!"

Ye Chunyang glanced at the map and found that there were indeed many geographical distributions marked on it, some of which he had seen along the way, and some of which he had never been to.

Moreover, the nearby monks' forces are marked in detail on the map, whether they are caves of casual cultivators or regional sects, you can see them all at a glance.

"King Nanxuan, can you tell the location of Soul Lake from this map?" Ye Chunyang said to King Nanxuan.

"Don't be impatient. I'll take a closer look at it. Although this picture is marked with details, it is indeed different from what I saw back then. It will take me time to distinguish it." King Nanxuan said lazily.

Ye Chunyang didn't push it and waited quietly for the other party to review it.

When the old man saw Ye Chunyang being silent, he didn't dare to make a sound for a while, just standing next to him.

"Huh?"

After watching for about half an hour, King Nanxuan let out a surprised sound.

"How, have you found anything?" Ye Chunyang's mind was moved.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, look at the mountain range five hundred miles away from this city. According to my judgment, this is most likely where the Soul Lake was." King Nanxuan suddenly said excitedly.

Ye Chunyang's expression was slightly condensed. He followed the point pointed by King Nanxuan. The mountain range on the map was shaped like a dragon's head, crawling between five high mountains. It was very imposing.

"This place does look a bit unusual, but according to the map, this mountain range seems to be occupied by a small sect?"

Ye Chunyang looked suspicious.

"Judging from the topography, there is a great possibility that this place is the Soul Lake from back then, but whether this Soul Lake still exists, we need to go and investigate before we can make a conclusion." King Nanxuan said.

"That's fine."

Ye Chunyang thought for a moment and nodded.

If we can find the soul lake mentioned by King Nanxuan, it will be more effective than absorbing the vitality of the soul-nurturing tree to cultivate the soul. As long as there is a chance, we will not give up.

Ye Chunyang said to the old man: "I want this map. Please give me a price."

"Master Ye, you are so old. Master's presence has already made the shop prosperous. How dare you charge any more fees? Besides, shopkeeper Qian himself told me about this matter. We dare not go against it." The old man looked frightened. .

"In that case, thank you very much."

Ye Chunyang was not polite, put away the map and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a palm pressed down on the table, causing his movements to collect the pictures to freeze.

"Yunbao Tower is very generous, and the treasures will be given away as soon as they are given. I also like this map. Please give me your love, fellow Taoist!"

A voice sounded from the side. It sounded polite, but it clearly contained a touch of ridicule and criticism.

Ye Chunyang frowned.

The old man next to him was also stunned for a moment, looking up at a figure that suddenly appeared in the store, his expression stagnant.

"Mr. Xu, why are you here? If you need any materials, just let me get it for you. Master Ye already wants this map. I hope Mr. Xu won't embarrass me."

The old man's expression changed, and he smiled kindly at the visitor.

This person has a great background and he cannot afford to offend him.