There were two treasured lands in the Qinling Mountains. One was the Immortal Transformation Pool and the other was the Ancient Dragon Cave. There was a rumor that obtaining one could prove one's dao.
There was no need to talk about the Immortal Transformation Pool. Even the Azure Emperor was born in there. How many such amazing characters were there since ancient times? This was enough to explain everything.
The Qinling Dragon Cave was not the strongest dragon cave in the Central Plains. Otherwise, why would ancient emperors compete to be buried here? It was because of the legend that one could become an Undead Immortal that there were so many tombs underground.
Everything was because of the Ancient Dragon Cave. Everyone wanted to be buried there, hoping that one day they could become an Undead Immortal and live forever in this world.
The third generation Yuan Taoist Master's origin technique stole the fortune of the heaven and earth and calculated everything. No one could find the Qinling Dragon Cave since ancient times, but he found it and buried his body inside.
After so many years, a total of seventy thousand years, even a weed placed inside would have gained sentience, let alone a strange corpse.
The sickly old man speculated that this Yuan Taoist Master's body absorbed the moonlight and Qinling Ancestral Qi. It was nourished by the Dragon Cave and had long become immortal flesh with life-prolonging essences.
"Where there is light, there is darkness. Where there is Yang, there is Yin. Where there is life, there is death. This is clearly an ancient corpse, but it was nourished by the sun, moon, and the Dragon Cave. It has the secret of immortality."
The Virtuous Paragon had already guessed that the third generation Yuan Taoist Master had formed a divine pill inside his body. Just like the moon holding a bit of Yang, it absorbed the essence of the sun and moon and condensed a Yang pill.
After cultivating for seventy thousand years, only the heavens knew how powerful the effect was. Some ancient sages speculated that it was an immortal pill that was easy for the human body to absorb.
This was an extremely rare and immortal medicine that had no value. It was a small matter to regenerate flesh and bones from the dead. Its greater advantage was that it had the opportunity to prove one's dao.
After understanding all of this, Ye Fan couldn't help but be speechless. He originally hated the red-haired humanoid creature because it represented inauspiciousness, but now it seemed that it contained a supreme immortal treasure.
"The Qinling Dragon Cave is indeed comparable to the Dragon Transformation Pond. There are rare treasures here. Obtaining one can prove one's dao. It seems that the saying is true."
He was tempted. Rather than looking for the Dragon Transformation Pool, he might as well start from the ancient tomb. He had obtained the inheritance of the Yuan Taoist Master, so he had a great advantage in this aspect.
In particular, the cave where the third-generation Yuan Taoist Master was buried would definitely follow the topographical observation method of the Book of Source of Heaven. If one analyzed it in detail, they would definitely find some clues.
The sickly old man said, "There is a great dragon hidden in the Qinling Mountains, so naturally, there is also Fantasy grade divine marrow. If it's not in the Immortal Transformation Pool, then it's in the dragon's cave!"
This was another shocking piece of information. The precious marrow produced by an ancient great dragon was definitely a top level divine object. If it turned into a living creature, it would be comparable to an undying divine medicine!
There had always been a legend in the world that claimed that the Fantasy grade divine marrow truly existed and had its own life. It was very likely that it was extremely powerful, but no one had ever seen it before.
"I have a feeling that something amazing will appear in the Qinling Mountains this time. Maybe the Fantasy Dragon Marrow alone will be enough to make the five regions boil," Ye Fan muttered to himself.
However, the sickly old man shook his head and said, "I don't think so. I'm afraid that there will be a big mess. After so many years, it wouldn't be surprising if the Fantasy grade dragon marrow turned into a divine spirit."
"What? An ancient divine spirit that can compete with the Great Emperor?!" Ye Fan was shocked. If such a thing really existed, then no matter how many people came, they would all die.
"Li Heishui is here too …" In the distance, Ye Fan saw Li Heishui, Jiang Huairen, Liu Kou, and Wu Zhongtian. Their strength had increased by a large margin.
Last time, Li Heishui was humiliated. Even though Ye Fan avenged him and killed all those people, he was still traumatized and cultivated with all his might for more than two years.
Ye Fan gave all the coffin boards of the Tree of Enlightenment to Pang Bo and asked him to give one to Li Heishui. As expected, it played a big role.
In the Qinling Mountains, there were towering mountains and ancient trees. Many of the ancient trees were as tall as the mountains and were flourishing. This was an ancient land full of vitality.
The radius of a million miles was only a small area for the Central Plains, but in reality, it was boundless. It was many times larger than the Earth on the other side of the starry sky.
"It's too vast. This ancient dragon is hiding underground. It's impossible to find it …" Ye Fan finally understood how big the gap was between him and the Yuan Taoist Master. The latter could seal the True Dragon's Ancient Cave, but he couldn't even find the door.
"It's him …" The sickly old man's expression froze as he looked ahead.
The ancient trees swayed in the wind. There was a large lake in front of them. The waves were clear and crystalline, and the blue waves were boundless. It gave people a feeling of vastness and grandeur.
There was a man in his twenties beside the lake. He was majestic and powerful, but his face was expressionless. His hair was disheveled, and he stood there like a fossil.
"Time drives people to grow old, and old friends are buried in the yellow earth. Even a proud son of heaven can't stop it, but he managed to avoid it and came to this world …" The sickly old man said to himself.
At this time, they were standing on the mountain range. They were still a dozen miles away from the lake, so they weren't worried about being discovered.
"You're talking about him?" Ye Fan was surprised.
"The Central Emperor, a generation's hero, Xiang Yufei. At the age of nineteen, he suppressed all the heroes of the world and was the youngest emperor of the Central Plains." The sickly old man sighed.
Ye Fan was shocked. Just what was the background of this sickly old man? This tone was a bit off. Just how old was he?
Who was the Central Emperor? He was a hero from nine thousand years ago. Although he had revived in the present, he hadn't seen many people. How could the sickly old man speak like this?
"You think too much. Who in this world can live nine thousand years …" The sickly old man laughed involuntarily. He shook his head and said, "I've seen his life records, so I'm just a bit emotional."
"You really gave me a fright."
"Back then, the Central Plains was a land of heroes, and there were a few outstanding people. Unfortunately, other than Xiang Yufei, who was frozen by the Qishi Manor, the others have all returned to the dust."
"There's someone who can be compared to Xiang Yufei?" Ye Fan was shocked. The appearance of such an outstanding person was enough to be recorded in the ancient books.
"There's another one who shocked both the past and the present. Unfortunately, if one continues on this path and never looks back, he can't resist the passage of time." The sickly old man sighed.
"Who is that person?" Ye Fan asked.
"Gai Jiuyou." The sickly old man only spat out these three words. A trace of loneliness appeared on his face, but it disappeared in a flash.
"It's him!" Ye Fan immediately remembered. This was an extraordinary unrivalled figure.
Eight thousand years ago, Gai Jiuyou was invincible in the world. No one in the five regions was a match for him. People thought that he could prove his Dao and become a Great Emperor, but he failed in the end.
Qing Thearch had only died two thousand years ago, and his Dao hadn't disappeared yet. This world couldn't give birth to a Great Emperor. Gai Jiuyou sighed and went to the Eastern Wasteland in his later years, finally buried in the soil.
And now, a Xia Jiuyou appeared in the Eastern Wasteland, a stubborn and powerful little girl who obtained Gai Jiuyou's inheritance. Once the Jiuyou Celestial Song was played, it could shake the Nine Heavens.
"Qing Thearch was really too powerful. He proved his Dao in the Post-Antiquity Era and stepped on another path for the later generations. However, it was also because he was too powerful that his Dao couldn't disappear even after ten thousand years. It was difficult for others to become Great Emperors."
Ye Fan nodded in agreement. From all the things he had done, this Demonic Thearch was so powerful that even the people around him couldn't look up to him. What kind of realm had he reached?
"The water flows far away, and the waves wash away the heroes. The mountains are still green, and the sun has set a few times …" The sickly old man shook his head and said, "Gai Jiuyou was so outstanding. He walked all the way to the end and never looked back. He didn't accept the good intentions of the Qishi Manor and was defeated in the end. However, it's not shameful to be defeated by the dead Qing Thearch."
"Pressing forward with indomitable will. This is definitely a great man with unyielding character." Ye Fan sighed.
In front, the Central Sovereign stood in front of the lake. He didn't move at all as if he had lost his life. He silently stared at the lake like a dead tree.
After a long time, it was still the same. Ye Fan was astonished and asked, "What is he doing there?"
The sickly old man pondered and said, "In the past, Xiang Yufei died young. He wasn't even twenty years old. A girl died for him and jumped into the lake to commit suicide."
"Ah …" With a loud roar, Xiang Yufei's figure disappeared in an instant. His speed was inconceivable.
"Nine thousand years have passed. Even if he plucked the Immortal Divine Medicine, it would be useless. He could only mourn the death of the girl he loved." The sickly old man shook his head.
"As expected, such a character has an unknown past and has his own story …" Ye Fan muttered to himself.
He walked with the sickly old man and saw many old friends along the way. In the end, he left alone and walked out of the great mountain. He wanted to collect some materials that only the Yuan Taoist Master could use in preparation to explore the ancient dragon cave.
Amidst the millions of Qinling Mountains, there was an ancient capital. No one knew how long it had existed for. It was known as one of the ten most ancient cities in the Central Plains, and its name was Qin City.
The city walls were mottled and engraved with the traces of time. People came and went in the city in an endless stream. It was very prosperous. There were many commoners, but there were also many cultivators.
Jugglers, medicine sellers, and all kinds of snacks rang out one after another. It was bustling with activity and bustling with activity. The atmosphere of the mortal world was boundless.
Ye Fan spent five to six days and spent a lot of source energy. He visited many auction houses and only obtained a small amount of Divine Origin Stone Skin. It wasn't enough at all.
The ancient dragon cave contained the Illusory Divine Marrow and buried the third generation Yuan Taoist Master. Only heaven knew what kind of strange things were inside. He needed all kinds of materials and had to use the Six Seals to refine it.
On the seventh day, Ye Fan walked towards the famous Tiandu Pavilion in Qin City. It was a super treasure house with a total of nine floors. All kinds of rare and precious items were on sale.
Even from afar, he could hear the sound of argument. In front of the majestic Tiandu Pavilion, there were two groups of people confronting each other.
Ye Fan was startled. There were many old friends in front of the Tiandu Pavilion. The situation was a little tense. One of them was Li Heishui's group, including Pang Bo.
The other side was led by a young man. He was Wang Teng's younger brother, the little monster who was already 11 years old. He was very domineering. He stood in the air and looked down at Jiang Huairen and Liu Kou.
Beside him, there were more than ten men and women. All of them were very powerful. They were all Saints and Saintesses in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.
One of the women mocked Li Heishui's group and tried to provoke Wang Chong's group to attack.
"Is the Yin Yang Sect going to change the Saintess for the third time?" Pang Bo said without mercy.
Another man glanced at them in disdain and said, "There's no point in exposing us like this. If we really fight, do you think you can survive?"
"Yin Yang Saint, you have to be careful with your words. You have to learn from your mistakes."
Yin Yang Saint sneered and said, "Are you talking about that Saintess? He has been holed up for more than two years and doesn't even dare to come out. It's a pity that we have so many experts who want to take his life but don't know where he is."
They did not attack because the Ji siblings were here too. They stood on the other side of Pang Bo. Even Wang Chong was afraid of them.
"The Yin Yang Sect has chosen another Saint. Don't you guys find it annoying? I don't think there's a need to exist at all! "Ye Fan smiled and walked over from afar.
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