After entering the pavilion, a burly man in black and white robes stood in front of him with his arms crossed. After sizing up Liu Ming, he moved to the side and said, "Go up the stairs in the middle.
Don't go the wrong way. "
His voice was extremely hoarse.
When Liu Ming heard this, he saw that there were three narrow wooden stairs in the small space in front of him. Each of them led to the second floor.
He followed the instructions and walked up to the second floor. In the end, he discovered that it was extremely dark and he couldn't see anything clearly. Furthermore, he didn't know what kind of restriction had been cast, but his divine sense seemed to be greatly restricted.
Just as he was about to ask, there was a whoosh, and the entire space lit up. The staircase that he had come up to suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist, don't be surprised. I've cast some restrictions. I believe you don't want the information you're asking for to be heard by others, right?" The voice was a little hoarse, and it came from a skinny old man sitting on a praying mat in the innermost part of the room.
"I see!"
When Liu Ming heard this, he sized up the old man without batting an eyelid. At the same time, he scanned the room from the corner of his eyes.
This was a long secret room that was about 40 to 50 feet in size. Apart from the skinny old man, there was no one else here.
The old man sat with his brows lowered. Beside him was an ancient bronze lamp that was half a foot tall. A ball of blue flame flickered on it, flickering. It shone on a low table in front of him. Dozens of Jade Slips of different sizes were piled up like a small mountain.
"Cough, cough. What does Fellow Daoist want to know? Different information has different prices. "The skinny old man saw that Liu Ming didn't speak and reminded him in a roundabout way.
"I wonder if you know about the Spirit King's Mourning in the Serene Water Domain?" Liu Ming stopped about 10 feet in front of the skinny old man and asked calmly.
"Spirit King's Mourning? Tsk tsk. Fellow Daoist, you can't possibly just want to ask this question. Why don't you tell me everything so that we can discuss the price first? "The skinny old man raised his eyelids, and there was a hint of surprise in his voice.
"I want to know everything about the Spirit King's Mourning." Liu Ming's expression was still calm.
"Heh heh, I haven't seen anyone ask about such news for many years. However, you've asked the right person. Apart from this Xiao Ancient Pavilion, there aren't many places where you can get detailed information. One hundred and fifty thousand Underworld Stones or an equivalent Underworld treasure, "the skinny old man chuckled and said straightforwardly.
Hearing this, Liu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, then he pondered silently.
Although he had been trying to find out about the Dark King's Sorrow for the past two years, he only knew that there were cold tidal currents at the outermost perimeter of the Dark King's Sorrow. He did not obtain any other valuable information.
Now that two years had passed of the ten-year period agreed upon with Green Spirit, he could not wait any longer. Although 150,000 Underworld Stones was a huge sum of money, he would have a higher chance of entering the Ghost King's Mourning if he could obtain more information.
After he made up his mind, he waved his sleeve, and a large pile of Netherstones of various qualities appeared in front of him.
"Fellow, you're a straightforward person." The skinny old man's gaze swept past the Netherstones, and he could not help but smile.
Immediately after, he muttered something softly and flipped his withered arm. A white Jade Slips floated in the air and flew towards Liu Ming.
Seeing this, Liu Ming waved one hand, and the Jade Slips landed steadily in his palm. He placed them on his forehead and scanned them with his divine sense.
The Jade Slips pointed out the location of the Ghost King's Sorrow in detail, which matched the place that Green Spirit had mentioned. Furthermore, the description of the outer perimeter of the Ghost King's Sorrow in the Jade Slips was not too different from what he had heard. A hint of joy appeared in his eyes.
Other than that, there were also some maps of the inner perimeter of the Ghost King's Sorrow and descriptions of the dangerous places. However, these were fragmented and not very complete. It seemed like they had been recorded by people who had ventured into the dangerous place over the years and returned alive.
"Then I shall not disturb you any longer." Liu Ming put away the Jade Slips and bid farewell to the old man.
"I won't be seeing you out!" The skinny old man did not try to stop him. He shot out a green light with one hand and swept all the Netherstones back to him. His other hand casually shot out a hand sign behind Liu Ming.
The stairs that had disappeared reappeared once again.
…
When Liu Ming left the Ancient Dawn Pavilion, the number of people in the underground plaza of the Heavenly Insight Meeting had increased, and it had become a little bustling.
Since he had completed the main purpose of this trip, he did not plan to stay any longer. Although he still had a few treasures that he had not exchanged, he did not need so many Netherstones now, so there was no need to attract attention.
He was slowly walking towards the entrance of the cave where the transportation formation was. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he turned around to look behind him.
There, a Fiend Race cultivator wearing a bone mask was less than ten feet away. When he saw Liu Ming's movements, he also stopped in his tracks.
"Sir, you have followed me for so long. Do you have something to say to me?" Liu Ming said coldly.
"Fellow Daoist, please do not misunderstand. I have no ill intentions. I just wanted to be presumptuous and ask if Fellow Daoist is going to the Ghost King's Sorrow?"
The Fiend Race cultivator with the bone mask seemed to be at the early Jin Dan stage. He wore a long robe that covered his well-built body, but his voice sounded very young. When he said the words "Ghost King's Sorrow", he instantly transmitted his voice.
"Oh, why do you say that?"
When Liu Ming heard this, his heart trembled. He hurriedly looked around, and when he found that no one seemed to be paying attention to them, he let out a sigh of relief.
The Fiend Race cultivator chuckled and continued to transmit his voice, "Hehe, the frigid currents in the outer regions weaken every ten years. It should be around this time. When I saw you exchange for the Precious Warm Yang Jade at a high price and came out of the Ancient Dawn Pavilion after staying there for a long time, I made a bold guess. Now, it seems that my guess is correct. "The Fiend Race cultivator chuckled and continued to transmit his voice.
"Sir, I admire your meticulousness. That is indeed my plan. Since you are so concerned about this matter, could it be that you also want to enter the Ghost King's Sorrow? "A strange light flashed through Liu Ming's eyes as he transmitted his voice back.
The Fiend Race cultivator replied, "Fellow Daoist, you are also a perceptive person. That's right. Since we have the same goal, are you interested in joining hands? The Ghost King's Sorrow is incomparably dangerous. One more person will naturally be more powerful, "the Fiend Race cultivator replied.
Liu Ming didn't say anything for a while, as if he were considering something.
When the Fiend Race cultivator saw this, he didn't rush him. Instead, he stood in the distance and casually looked around.
After a long while, Liu Ming finally made up his mind and said, "There are too many people here. Let's find a place to talk."
"Alright, no problem!" The Fiend Race cultivator agreed without hesitation.
Liu Ming took a deep look at him before turning around and walking towards the cave where the teleportation portal was located. Footsteps rang out behind him as the Fiend Race cultivator followed him, maintaining a distance of about thirty meters from him.
Liu Ming quickly walked over to the teleportation portal in Green Mountain City and slightly stepped to the side. The Fiend Race cultivator understood his intentions and quickly walked into the teleportation portal.
The female Fiend who was guarding the teleportation portal didn't say anything. She cast an incantation seal, and the teleportation portal flashed with bright light.
Liu Ming saw the Fiend Race cultivator walk into the teleportation portal as soon as it disappeared.
As the light faded, Liu Ming returned to the room in the backyard of the restaurant. The benevolent old man took a glance at Liu Ming and the Fiend Race cultivator, but didn't say anything. Instead, he pointed a finger at the door, and it opened.
The Fiend Race cultivator smiled and immediately walked out. He took off his mask, revealing himself to be a very young Fiend. His features were rather delicate, but his eyebrows were straight, giving him a heroic air.
Liu Ming followed him out, and his eyebrows rose slightly upon seeing this.
For some reason, he was struck by a sense of déjà vu as he looked at the Fiend Race cultivator. He couldn't help but take a few more glances at the Fiend Race cultivator. After confirming that he didn't know him, he also took off his mask.
A quarter hour later, the two of them arrived at a private room in another restaurant in Green Mountain City.
After setting up a soundproof barrier, Liu Ming turned to the Fiend Race cultivator with a cold look in his eyes.
Before Liu Ming could say anything, the Fiend Race cultivator smiled and said, "By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Yin Liu."
"Yin Han," Liu Ming replied emotionlessly.
"So it's Brother Yin Han. Are you interested in my suggestion? Also, although the frigid tidal currents around the Dark King's Sorrow weaken once every ten years, they are still extremely cold. Even with the protection of the Treasured Warm Yang Jade, I'm afraid that your chances of passing through them are not high. I happen to know a passage with the weakest frigid tidal currents. If you break through from there, your chances of success will increase by at least thirty to forty percent, "Yin Liu said with a glint in his eyes.
"It seems that Brother Yin knows a lot about the Dark King's Sorrow. Could it be that you also obtained this information from the cave?" When Liu Ming heard this, his expression finally changed.
Yin Liu chuckled as he replied, "That's not it. I obtained a portion of the map of the Ghost King's Mourning by chance in the past. There's a special passage recorded on it."
When Liu Ming heard this, his expression changed slightly. He had spent a lot of money to buy the information from the cave, but most of it was about the various restrictions of the Dark King's Sorrow. There wasn't much information about the map. If this information was true, then it would be of great help.
"Since that's the case, it's not impossible for us to travel together. Also, since you're planning to enter the Dark King's Sorrow, you shouldn't be too weak, right? "Liu Ming said.
"I'm ashamed to say this, but my cultivation isn't very high, and you're already at the mid Jin Dan stage. After entering the Dark King's Sorrow, I'm afraid that I'll have to rely on your cooperation to pass through some of the restrictions." After saying this, the Fiend Race cultivator gave Liu Ming a deep look.
"Hehe, so that's how it is. But let me say this first. If I really encounter a dangerous place that I have no confidence in passing through, I won't take the risk, "Liu Ming chuckled when he heard this. It was unknown if he really believed Yin Liu's words.
"Of course. Then it's settled. In three months, we'll meet in Great Chastity City. That's the city closest to the Ghost King's Mourning. "Yin Liu stood up with a joyful expression after hearing this and clasped his hands together.
Liu Ming naturally didn't have any objections.
Afterwards, the two of them immediately took their leave.
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