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"Oh, it turns out that you want the map of Tianmeng Swamp. The path has always been helpful and does not ask for rewards. What is this small matter? However, this map has gone through so much hardship, gone through all the dangers, not for difficulties, and sheds blood and sweat. It took fifty years to paint it. I have always regarded it as a treasure. If I hand it over to you so casually, I believe that with Brother Dao's heart, I will definitely not be in vain."

The fat man narrowed his eyes into a thin slit and said happily, looking like he was helping the world.

"snort!!"

Yan Fusheng's eyes twitched wildly, and his mouth kept twitching. He couldn't hear that the fat man was just turning around. He snorted coldly in his nose and said, "Forget it, I'm very poor, it's better not to have a map, but, in this way, my mouth may not be able to control it. Maybe when I see others, a few words will come out from time to time, "A fat man with storage bags hanging all over is setting traps everywhere." I believe many monks are willing to give me a reward."

There was a slight indifference in the words.

When the fat man heard this, his eyes twitched wildly, his face turned green, and he thought to himself: This kid is too cruel. Isn’t this going to cut off my wealth? This is not possible. Why did this kid see the great figure of doing good deeds?

Thinking in his heart, a smile quickly spread on his face and said, "I want it. I am such a kind person. I have always done good deeds without leaving a name. It's just a map. What's wrong with giving it to you? Give it, this is a rough map in the Tianmeng Swamp. This marks the location of most powerful beasts. The path shows that you are destined to see, otherwise I won't even look at others."

The fat man quickly took out a scroll from a storage bag on his chest and handed it to Yan Fusheng.

"How can I be so embarrassed? This map was drawn by Taoist priests through great hardships. If I take your map for nothing, I will feel sorry for you." Yan Fusheng said with a serious expression.

"How could it be? Xiaodao and fellow Taoists got along at first sight. If you don't accept it, you won't treat me as a brother." The fat man's face turned aside and he said quickly.

"This is not good." Yan Fusheng hesitated.

"This is excellent. If you hold it, you won't be a brother." The fat man put the map in Yan Fusheng's hands with a serious expression.

Yan Fusheng naturally put the map into the storage bag, patted the fat man on the shoulder, and said with a faint smile: "It's true that he is a good brother. I am Yan Fusheng, I don't know what his brother's name is."

"It turns out that the eldest brother is Yan Fusheng, the King of Hell in Iron Niu City." The fat man was still feeling a little distressed when he handed over the map, but now when he heard it, his eyes lit up, and his face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said, "Xiaodao Duobao, Brother Yan's name Duobao has long heard of it. When he heard that Brother Yan's Qixi Kingdom was suffering from Tianqing, he sighed that he could not meet a person like Brother Yan. Now that he has become a ghost clan, he will definitely make a career again."

"Haha, how can I compare to Brother Shangduobao's good deeds that do all kinds of good deeds every day? It really makes Yan amazed." Yan Fusheng replied with a faint smile.

The two of them responded to each other with one sentence, but in a moment, they seemed to have become extremely familiar with each other for ten years, and they called each other brothers and had a deep friendship.

A moment later, the Taoist Duobao suddenly looked upright and said, "Brother Yan, since you have become a ghost clan, the Tao happens to know that there is an ancient battlefield not far away from nearby. There are a large number of evil spirits in this ancient battlefield. It is said that some monks have obtained Yin Soul Beads in it. Why not let us go in and look for the treasures left by the fall of the monks before, and let us take care of them together."

While speaking, his eyes were shining from time to time.

"Yinpo Bead? Are you sure there is Yinpo Bead inside."

Yan Fusheng couldn't help but feel excited, and his eyes showed a look of surprise. Although the ghost clan inheritance he obtained at the beginning contained not much information, and they were also some relatively shallow inheritances, it still contained some treasure information that was useful to the ghost clan.

"Tsk tsk, Yin Po Pearl? This is a good thing."

In his mind, the crow shouted excitedly: "The Yin Soul Bead is the Yin Qi of Heaven and Earth. It condenses the soul fragments scattered between the heaven and earth and spreads in the vast void and finally condenses. Each one is a rare treasure for the ghost clan. Refining it can not only increase the soul power, but also enhance the soul fire. If the soul fire is traumatized, it can even heal the wounds on the soul, and each one is a treasure. If it can be obtained, your cultivation speed will definitely increase greatly. And......"

“And what?”

Yan Fusheng knew that there must be goods in the crow's belly, but if this guy didn't ask about it, he wouldn't say it easily.

"And, where there is Yin Soul Bead, there will definitely be Yin meridians nearby. I just don't know what quality Yin meridian it is. Go, you must follow the little fat man closely. Although this little fat man is sinister, with your mental experience, you should not be deceived by him." The crow smiled strangely.

"There is a yin meridian?"

A flash of brilliance flashed quickly in Yan Fusheng's eyes. How could he not know the importance of the Yin vein? If he could find the Yin vein and practice with the Yin vein, the speed would be absolutely unconceivable. The Yin vein is like a spiritual vein. If a spiritual vein is contained in an ordinary mountain, it will immediately become a spiritual mountain, and the spiritual energy rises. Practicing under the spiritual energy emitted by the spiritual vein is so fast that it is ten times faster than outside, or even dozens of times faster.

Therefore, when any sect sets up a mountain, it will definitely build the mountain gate on the spiritual mountain containing the spiritual veins, and will even go out often to find the spiritual veins, suppress and integrate it into the spiritual mountain, and increase spiritual energy.

The Yin vein is the most popular among some evil sects, demonic ways, ghost clans, and non-death spirits. It is equivalent to the purpose of the spiritual vein. For the ghost clan, it is no less than the spiritual vein.

The Yin vein and spiritual veins are also divided into levels one to nine. The ninth-level spiritual vein is said to be the highest-quality spiritual vein in the Blood Moon Realm. At the ninth-level, higher quality is far beyond what ordinary monks can know.

When he heard the Yin meridian, Yan Fusheng's heart began to move and pondered a little, "Since Brother Duobao invited me, I'm fine, so I'm going to have nothing to do. Maybe I can get some adventures. Let us make great progress in our magic power."

After making up his mind, he did not beat around the bush, nodded slightly and agreed.

But he thought to himself: This fat man is called Duobao. Judging from his previous behavior, he should be a person who is obsessed with pursuing treasures. If he wants to go to the ancient battlefield, there will definitely be treasures in it. However, this fat man is not a gentleman at first glance. He says he is kind, but in fact he is the most unscrupulous. If I want to go with him, I must be on guard behind his back. Otherwise, I might be impolite me at any time. I will not offend others, but I cannot be offended.

The scene I watched in the valley had long made him clearly realize the essence of the fat man in front of him hidden under his appearance.

"Okay! With Brother Yan, you will be more sure of entering the trail. Let's go, I know the shortcut to the ancient battlefield." Taoist Duobao narrowed his eyes and said happily.

Directly lead the way.

Walking forward dozens of feet, suddenly, the fat man suddenly kicked a dead bone under his feet, and the dead bone flew towards an ancient tree beside him.

brush!!

A pitch-black python suddenly shot out without warning from the ancient tree, its eyes were covered in blood and cold, and it opened its bloody mouth and swallowed it fiercely.

"Oh, Brother Yan, be careful."

The fat man's feet were wrong, he rolled on the spot, and avoided it directly. He was walking in front of Yan Fusheng, and by avoiding it, the target of the poisonous python's culling immediately became Yan Fusheng. A fishy smell came to his face instantly. The poisonous gas was enough to make a chaotic cultivator at the scene.

"Hmph!! What a villain. Kill!!"

Yan Fusheng's expression turned cold, and the peace on his body disappeared in an instant. A cold murderous intent spit out and waved it casually.

Bang!!

A pitch-black ghost claw suddenly poked out from the void, and from the ghost claws, there were waves of ghost crying sounds, and one claw fell fiercely on the head of the poisonous python. With a roar, the entire head of the poisonous python was instantly shattered by the ghost claws, and it turned into flesh mud, and the body fell directly to the ground. An inner elixir of a ferocious beast half the size of a fist rolled out from its shattered head. There were faint illusory blood patterns on the inner elixir.

The second-level poisonous python died instantly!!

The destructive power burst out by the Netherworld Ghost Claw, which has reached the third level, is almost comparable to that of the Heaven-Worshiping Level.

As soon as the poisonous python died, the fat man immediately looked up and said with a smile: "Brother Yan's magical power is indeed powerful. According to the small Taoist's view, the power is definitely not much worse than that of the worshipped cultivator. The skin and bones of this poisonous python are all good things, and they are materials for refining second-level magic weapons." As he spoke, a strange color flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he saw the scene just now.

"Haha, Brother Duobao's feet, are you okay?"

Yan Fusheng glanced at the fat man meaningfully, especially on his feet. How could he not understand the scene just now?

"Hehe, although Xiaodao's feet twisted, it's not a big deal yet. It won't delay our affairs. Let's go, the ancient battlefield is right in front."

Duobaodao said without changing his face and his heart was not beating. He yelled and went forward again to lead the way.

Yan Fusheng casually put the poisonous python's body into the storage bag and followed the fat man, but he became more and more alert.

Fortunately, after the fat man tested Yan Fusheng's strength, no more demon moths appeared. While leading the way, he spoke about some interesting things in the world of cultivation recently, which did not seem boring.

Not long after, I arrived at a huge battlefield.

I saw countless white bones in front of me piled up, covering the ground, and I could not see any color belonging to the ground. I didn’t know how thick the white bones were. At first glance, there were pale pieces everywhere. A rich atmosphere of death filled the sky above the battlefield, and you could feel the tragic murderous intent burst out from time to time from the ground.

Countless swords and swords are scattered everywhere.
Chapter completed!