Shang Heizi was afraid that Su Yang would be impatient and beat him to death, so he hurriedly said: "Our Xiling merchants also have a super clan that has been passed down for more than 3,000 years. In the early years, a Nascent Soul Cultivator had a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Before the Nascent Soul Cultivator sat in the transformation, he left a jade slip, which was about his experience of entering the Lingpu Secret Realm when he was still in the Foundation Establishment Period."

"The most important information is about the Emperor Liu Jade Vein, one of the three ancient spiritual medicines."

Su Yang's brows stretched slightly and signaled Shang Heizi to continue.

He was originally still measuring whether he wanted to leak this confidential information related to his mission to enter the Lingpu Secret Realm. However, Shang Heizi, who was hesitant for a long time, did not dare to hesitate at this moment after Su Yang was inadvertently scared, and immediately said all the secret information passed down by the merchant's predecessor like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

It turned out that after the merchant's predecessor entered the Lingpu Secret Realm, he by chance found traces of the ancient spiritual medicine Emperor Liu Yu Vein in an inconspicuous canyon south of the Secret Realm, and tracked down a mysterious area that was said to be very likely the ancient overthrow of Beppu.

However, at that time, because the Lingpu Secret Realm did not open completely like this time, even if I saw the Emperor Liu Jade Vein from afar, it was as straight as a flower in the water and the moon in the mirror, it was unavailable, and eventually I had to return empty-handed.

But he did not go through this in vain. After leaving the secret realm, the merchant's predecessor not only marked the specific location of the hidden canyon, but also placed a jade pupil from the ancient overthrow of Beppu and the map together.

It is said that this jade pupil records the correct method of obtaining the Emperor's Jade Vein.

Ancient spiritual medicines are no better than other spiritual medicines. Even the sixth-grade spiritual medicines cannot compare to their value. They are all treasures that are crazy for the Nascent Soul Cultivation.

It is natural to imagine how difficult it is to buy such a treasure. Looking at the nearly ten thousand years of Nanxuanzhou, the number of ancient spiritual medicines that have appeared in the world has exceeded the number of five fingers. Each ancient spiritual medicine that appears in the world will trigger a fierce competition, and even make the Nascent Soul Cultivation pay the price of his life.

According to Shang Heizi's explanation, if you do not collect the Emperor Liu Yu Vein according to the method recorded in the Yutong Sketch, even if the Emperor Liu Yu Vein is placed in front of you, you will have no way to take it away.

Soon, Su Yang asked Shang Heizi about the specific method of obtaining the Emperor Liu Jade Vein.

After learning about it, Su Yang only thought for a moment and chose to believe that all this was real. Such a wonderful way to take measures would never pop out of the guy's head in front of him.

At this time, Shang Heizi's eyes floated towards Su Yang, extremely nervous, fearing that Su Yang would hit him with an unhappy fist in the next moment, and he would follow in the footsteps of Ling Haoran's short-lived ghost.

"Your fortune has been saved for the time being, but depending on the direction you are moving forward, you should be rushing to the Poison Immortal Lake. So is me, but I don't want to meet you again. What do you think you will do?"

As soon as Su Yang finished speaking, Shang Heizi waved his hands hard and said, "The villain will never dare to get involved in the place where the Sudan Master is going."

Hearing this, Su Yang nodded without comment, and said with a light word from his mouth: "Get out."

Shang Heizi didn't feel humiliated at all. Instead, he nodded like a general amnesty, and ran away to the opposite direction to the Poison Immortal Lake without looking back. He disappeared into Su Yang's eyes in a blink of an eye.

Su Yang did not rush to the road immediately, but took out the illustration of the Lingpu Secret Realm in Shang Heizi's storage bag, and quickly found a canyon area specially marked on the illustration, calculating the distance between this place and the Poison Immortal Lake.

"If you are on the road at full speed, you will arrive in about half an hour, but before that, you still need to make some preparations."

After sorting out the clues, Su Yang set out again, his figure turned into a difficult-to-discern light and shadow, and quickly approached the Poison Immortal Lake.

On the banks of the Poison Immortal Lake, thousands of third-grade spiritual medicines "Swallowing Spirit Grass" grow in a swamp that is ten miles apart by the lake.

At this time, in this swamp about ten miles, there were more than a dozen monks in different clothes searching for and picking the "spirit-swalking grass" that was rarely seen outside.

"Senior Brother He, look, I dug another spirit-swallowing grass." A young monk in yellow shouted happily at his senior brother not far away with a little excited.

Senior Brother He on the other side couldn't help but change his face when he heard this. He used the secret technique of the sect to transmit the voice and said anxiously: "Junior Brother Xue, have you forgotten the elder's advice? Do not make loud noises by the Poison Immortal Lake?"

But before the senior brother He had finished sending his voice, the happy junior brother Xue disappeared, as if he had never appeared in this lake area.

As the most promising genius disciple of the Nine-Ching Zhen Fantasy Sect who has the most hope of advancing to the Golden Pill Stage, He Wanxuan is obviously much more alert than Junior Brother Xue. Although he knew it was not good, he did not call out loudly, but quickly rushed to the location where Junior Brother Xue was just now.

After a while, He Wanxuan picked up a piece of yellow rag as big as a palm, and couldn't help but feel a little painful in his heart.

In the swamp mud pool of Poison Immortal Lake, if it is dragged into the depths of the swamp by a strange beast "Whale-swallowing mud dragon", even if it is a Jindan monk, it will be in danger. What's more, Junior Brother Xue is just a peak level in the late stage of foundation building.

There are countless spiritual medicines in the Lingpu Secret Realm, and there are countless strange beasts and natural traps that eat people without spitting bones. After years of experience accumulation, each sect and sect will mark which area is in the secret realm diagram and what dangers are there.

The swamps around the Poison Fairy Lake are rich in treasure lands that produce "spirit-swallowing grass". The biggest danger is the "wallowing mud dragon" lurking deep in the quagmire of a hundred feet.

This strange beast is extremely sleepy and often sleeps for a hundred years, but it is easy to be awakened. Once someone makes too loud noises above the swamp, it will alarm it and will be devastating.

The junior brother named Xue "disappeared out of thin air" because of this. At this moment, he was afraid that he had already entered the stomach of the "Whale-swallowing Mud Dragon".

Just when He Wanxuan was upset and worried, a little outside the space, one body could be about five feet wide, with a bloody mouth, and a snake-shaped beast that was enough to stuff half a locomotive broke out and lightning shot a girl in pink in front of him.

"Amour dead."

Just when the girl in pink was stunned, a beautiful woman in white, who was ten feet away, shouted lightly, and her fingers and sword changed into a sword.

In a moment, a white sword-shaped phantom was about twelve and appeared in the air. Later, it came first, turned into a long rainbow, and pierced into the huge mouth of the "Whale-swallowing Mud Dragon".

Even an ordinary half-step Jindan cultivator could not break through his defense, the moment when the "Whale-swallowing Mud Dragon" was stabbed by the tangible sword aura, it felt like it was severely injured and a wail burst out.

The huge body twisted wildly due to pain, and there was no other thought to swallow it and disturb the sleeping girl in pink.

"Well, it's all for you to be free."

The beautiful woman in white quickly pinched the sword with a expressionless face. In a moment, nine sword shapes appeared around her body. Her thoughts suddenly moved. The nine swords seemed to be spiritual, breaking out of the air with completely different strange trajectories.

After only three or five breaths, the "Whale-swallowing Mud Dragon" with amazing defense was actually dismembered by Nine Swords.

The beautiful woman restrained her sword and shot it from the air, took away the inner elixir of the strange beast in the air, and returned to the ancient well without waves again, as if the "swallowing the whale mud dragon" had nothing to do with her.

"Junior Brother Liu, Junior Brother Zhang, Junior Sister Leng, just continue to search and pick spirit-swalking grass. If there are strange beasts, I will take action to solve it."

Among the three were the girl in pink who was still in shock. After hearing this, the three of them responded respectfully: "Yes, Senior Sister Fu."

He Wanxuan, who witnessed this shocking scene in the distance, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"If I could have half the strength of Fairy Fu Chenyao of the Nantian Sword Sect, Junior Brother Xue would not have suffered this death disaster."

"A demon-level genius really has awesome and terrifying combat power"

Not to mention the groups of people who are still living in harmony here, they each circle a region and tirelessly search and pick the "spiritual swallowing grass".

At this moment, Suyang is only twenty miles away from the Poison Immortal Lake.

But what Su Yang did not expect was that he actually encountered a "road-blocking robbery" that had not been encountered in nearly a thousand years.

Three half-step golden elixir monks dressed in the Huoyun Sect's disciples stomped the big thorns blocked the only way to the Poison Immortal Lake.

"Leave your storage bag and get out."

"That's right, this Poison Immortal Lake is a hundred miles in radius, and it is all covered by our Huoyun Sect."

"If you want a life, be more sensible. Do you know that our senior brother Feng Linwan's name is too late, and you will even take your life together."

Su Yang was too lazy to talk too much after his eyes swept over the top three disciples of the Huoyun Sect who were only at the peak of the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

The next moment, the big golden fist print was smashed out, and the three of them were killed and one injured.

The disciple of Huoyun Sect who was lucky enough to save half of his life vomited blood and said anxiously: "You can't kill me, my senior brother is Feng Linwan."

No wonder at this moment, he still hugged the thigh of his elder brother who had not yet appeared. As long as he was a cultivator in Nanxuanzhou, few people would not know the reputation of Feng Linwan, a demon-level genius disciple of the Huoyun Sect.

For a long time, this evil genius who is firmly among the top three junior disciples of the Huoyun Sect has demonstrated his cruel and crazy side everywhere, and his behavior is extremely arrogant and domineering.

If it weren't for his backing that Huoyun Sect, one of the three major sects, had his actions over the years, he would have been classified as evil spirits and everyone would have called for killing him.

However, it is precisely because of this that among the few evil-level geniuses, although Feng Linwan is not the strongest, he has an incomparable deterrent power. Even if the Jindan monk hears his name, he has to think about it again and again, and even leave.

After all, this evil-level genius had an amazing record of killing three mid-stage Jindan cultivators in a row a few years ago. The fierce methods and violent behaviors were simply terrifying.

However, Su Yang didn't know all this, and even if Su Yang had heard of it, with his personality, it would never be possible to stop.

A "thunderbolt" hit, and the remaining disciple of the Huoyun Sect gathered with his two short-lived ghost junior brothers on the road to the underworld without even finishing their words.

At this moment, a fiery red figure rushed to Su Yang's place like lightning. Song Nuanyu's familiar and charming voice sounded in Su Yang's ears.
Chapter completed!