The Path to Immortality

Have a map?

Fang Ping suddenly became energetic, took photos of Zhang Yiyan's information and map, and quickly checked them.

All I can say is that he is worthy of being an inner disciple from the Jindan Sect.

The information this person has is indeed much more detailed, not worse than the information Zhao Yangshan obtained through various channels.

What made Fang Ping even more delighted was that the map he donated did not completely overlap with the map Fang Ping obtained, filling in a large new blank area.

At this time, Zhang Yiyan spoke again: "As for the location of this black stone forest, it is roughly located here."

He boldly stepped forward and reached out to somewhere on the map in Fang Ping's hand.

Judging from the map, their location is roughly located in the southwest of Tiancan Island, at the junction of the outer and central areas.

It is relatively close to the side hall in Shi Wuling's information, but unless you take a long way, you must pass through the central area of ​​Tiancan Island and some dangerous areas with strong spells.

In comparison, although the distance between this place and the valley occupied by the Golden Elixir Refining Corpse mentioned by Jin Wensong was several hundred percent further, there were fewer dangerous areas passed along the way.

Both options have their pros and cons.

"Anyway, I finally figured out the exact location!"

Things went smoothly beyond expectations, which made Fang Ping quite pleasantly surprised.

He glanced at Zhang Yiyan and said, "Zhang Xiaoyou, are you sure the location of this place is correct?"

He knew the identity of the other party. If he dares to report false information, Fang Ping, the "Golden Elixir Patriarch", will personally come to question him afterwards!

Zhang Yiyan looked solemn and said: "How dare Zhang deceive the seniors on this matter? The reason why this can be confirmed is because an ancestor of the Yueying Sect also entered this place to explore, and also found some valuable ghosts nearby. Dao Lingcai was deeply impressed by the nearby terrain and specially marked it, so..."

"Very good! That's all I wanted to ask. You can go on your own."

Fang Ping nodded in approval, turned around and left.

Seeing this, Zhang Yiyan couldn't help but be curious, chased a few steps, and asked, "Senior, how do you recognize Zhang?"

He could confirm that he had never seen this mysterious Jin Dan Ancestor.

Seeing the confusion on his face, Fang Ping paused slightly and showed an interesting smile: "There is a casual cultivator who calls himself Zimingshan Luhe. He sells information about the cultivators outside Tiancan Island and five hundred spirit stones. One copy, including you!”

ah?

Zhang Yiyan was angry and happy at the same time.

Which bastard would dare to use his information to sell spiritual stones? He didn't receive even one of the five hundred spirit stones!

By the way, the casual cultivator who was trapped together just now recognized his origins without waiting for his introduction.

Zhang Yiyan was a little complacent before, thinking that his reputation was famous enough that any casual cultivator he met would recognize him. Could it be that this person is also...

Lu He, just wait for me. After I get out, I will go to Ziming Mountain to cause trouble for you!

As for Xi, he didn't expect that even Senior Jindan would be willing to spend spiritual stones to buy his information.

Doesn't this mean that I can also gain the Dharma eyes of an ancestor?

Zhang Yiyan couldn't help but look a little proud when he thought of something.

………

The side hall located in the center of Tiancan Island, and the valley near Soul Refining Cliff!

There are definite clues to the main material of Jingjin Dan in both places!

Although he already had an inclination in his mind, when faced with a crucial decision, Fang Ping still hesitated for more than ten seconds before finally making a decision.

"Go to the valley of Soul Refining Cliff first!"

Although this place is further away, there are less dangers on the way, and it is undoubtedly more suitable for Fang Ping at the moment.

If there is no harvest near the Soul Refining Cliff, then consider going around to the side hall where the Lingfeng ancestor died!

Having made up his mind, he no longer hesitated and took out the top-grade spiritual weapon, the Han Spider Heavenly Clothes, from his storage bag, draped it over his body, activated his magic power, and his figure immediately disappeared into the void.

Immediately, he set off for Soul Refining Cliff along the direction guided by the map.

With a clear goal and route, and the help of Hanzhu Tianyi, he could avoid the ghosts and corpses encountered on the way as much as possible, and even some monks who entered the island with him, Fang Ping's progress was extremely fast.

In just half an hour, they flew halfway and gradually entered the depths of Tiancan Island.

Until he encountered a dark yellow river suspended above the earth.

This gloomy river is like a celestial river on earth. The turbid river is half filled with surging yellow spring water and half filled with the sinister air that stretches across Tiancan Island. It rolls rapidly and can't be seen to the edge at a glance.

"This is...the River of Yellow Spring!"

Fang Ping stopped in front of the river, his face a little solemn.

According to the information from Zhaoyang Mountain, this river came from a true man of the Huangquan Sect who had cultivated in the late Nascent Soul, and refined a real Huangquan water vein into a natal magic weapon.

Unfortunately, when fighting against several other strong men in the late Nascent Soul stage, they finally died.

Even the natal magic weapon was shattered, and the water from the underworld poured out. Over time and over thousands of years, it became integrated with the evil spirit on the island, and gradually turned into this "Galaxy River" that stretches for tens of thousands of miles.

If you want to enter the depths of Tiancan Island and rush to the valley of Soul Refining Cliff, you must pass through this place unless you cross half of Tiancan Island and take a super long detour from the other end.

And this river of underworld, which is at least a hundred miles wide, is extremely dangerous.

"That's all, if you want to get a chance to form a pill, how can you not take some risks?"

Fang Ping was calm, and he controlled the light of escape and began to fly over the dangerous Yellow Spring River.

He had just flown into the Yellow Spring River for a short distance of more than a hundred feet, and the dense evil spirit and some strange sounds that were like ghosts crying and wolves howling, which were about to shake people's hearts, eroded and affected Fang Ping's mind.

At first, the strange sound sounded a bit like the howling of ghosts, and a bit like the sound of rushing river water. It was sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes real and sometimes illusory, and occasionally it seemed like the whispers of drowned people, making people want to listen to what they were saying.

And once the cultivator's mind was really affected and he really listened attentively, there was only one possible outcome.

In the end, he would drown in the Yellow Spring River and become a Yellow Spring ghost trapped in the river forever!

"It really can't be underestimated, but it's a pity..."

Feeling the annoying breath and strange sound, Fang Ping looked more serious.

However, as he mobilized his spiritual consciousness and guarded his mind, all the illusory scenes and invading sounds around him were blocked from his senses and could no longer affect him.

After practicing Taiwei Yangshen Pian for so many years, if even he could not block the influence of the Yellow Spring River, I am afraid that no foundation-building cultivator who entered the island would be able to pass through here.

He continued to fly for several miles, and perhaps vaguely sensed that something was wrong. The ghosts of the Yellow Spring who had drowned in the past gradually emerged from the bottom of the turbid dark yellow river.

They were like swollen humans, and their appearance looked rotten and hideous. In their empty eye sockets, a dark yellow luster flashed, which was full of hatred for living people.