Feixian Continent spans more than two thousand light years and is the center of the entire cave world.
This boundless continent has the most prosperous and prosperous center, with a radius of ten trillion kilometers, and is where many secrets of Feixian Cave gather.
Whether it is the Alchemy Division Library Pavilion, Shenglong Lake, or the entrance to Daoyuan Cemetery, etc., they are all within this area, making it convenient for Feixian's children to come and go without any hindrance.
After a while, Yan Xing landed on a huge platform with the old man, shrouded in the light of the Escape God.
This platform is more than nine feet high and is made of jet black stones. It looks like a square and circular altar. The surface is engraved with complex patterns, the inscriptions are shining brightly, and the fluorescence on it seems to be flowing like living things.
"Yan Xing, Daoyuan Cemetery is one of the most important secret places in Feixian Cave Heaven. There cannot be any mistakes. Therefore, it is placed in the mustard dimension where it is absolutely safe."
The old man gently stroked his white beard and looked at Yan Xing with a kind-hearted look, like an elder who cares about his younger generation. He paused and continued:
"The position of this mustard dimension is not fixed. It is attached to the veins of the central formation and is in random motion at all times. Even I, or anyone in the cave, cannot lock it."
Yan Xing was stunned when he heard this, and once again realized the importance of this reward, he raised his hands and asked: "Senior, if this is the case, how can we enter the Daoyuan Cemetery?"
"Stop calling me senior, I am Sikong. I am the elder of the Department of Internal Affairs."
Sikong smiled and waved his hands, speaking modestly, but as the great elder of a division, he was already a big shot among the top brass.
"Thank you, Elder Sikong, for waking up this junior earlier!"
Yan Xing looked grateful. Without Sikong, he would have missed the opportunity to enter Daoyuan Cemetery. Moreover, he would have to bother the other party about going to the library, so he had to be polite.
"No problem, let's talk about business first."
"It is not us who enter the Daoyuan Cemetery, but you alone. That token is the key to unlocking the cemetery. It will be invalid after one use, and you can only bring one person in."
Yan Xing's heart moved, and he reached into his arms to take out the token. Hearing what Sikong said, isn't this thing equivalent to a key? And it's one-time use.
"Yan Xing, please remember this."
Sikong's expression became solemn and his tone became much more serious.
"The Taoyuan Cemetery is a secret place established in Feixian Cave Heaven since ancient times. Over hundreds of billions of years, all the Taoyuan obtained by many Feixian people are stored in it."
"The Taoist sources inside are of the rarest grade and have been poured into the efforts of countless sages. If you enter it to receive its blessings, you should be grateful and in awe, and don't mess around in it."
"If you collide with the heroic spirits of the sages, even I can't protect you. Remember, remember!"
Sikong's words were serious and thoughtful, and he emphasized them again and again, making Yan Xing involuntarily remember them in his heart.
"Don't worry, Great Elder, this disciple understands!"
Yan Xing nodded, and his heart gradually became hot. After all, it was a rare Taoist source. No wonder this cemetery is so important.
He has not forgotten that the ninth young master of the Holy Palace sacrificed thousands of city slaves alive just for a rare fire. He doesn't know whether the sissy succeeded in the end.
If a disciple in the mortal realm is allowed to hunt for Principle Source in the fog, he will definitely have a narrow escape, and it will be difficult to obtain high-quality Principle Source. Even if he is lucky, it will definitely not be obtained by killing inanimate objects. There is no such thing.
Strength.
The source of Tao exists in the world and has two forms. One is a dead object, just like the flame flowers picked by the Ninth Master of the Holy Palace. This kind of Tao source will not actively attack living beings, but only relies on the power of laws carried in its essence.
The second form is a variety of powerful and strange non-living bodies. After these monsters die, there is a certain chance that they will drop the source.
The predecessors planted trees for future generations to enjoy the shade. Yan Xing can be sure that things like "Daoyuan Cemetery" are common in every major force.
The strong hunt for the source of truth and use it to train the younger generations. Only by repeating this process can a force continue to develop for a long time.
Sikong said a lot more, and after making sure that Yan Xing understood everything, he nodded with satisfaction, then made a magic spell with his hand and shot a rune beam into the altar at his feet.
"Yan Xing, go in, I wish you will get what you wish for and harvest a source of truth that suits you!"
"Thank you, Great Elder, for your kind words!"
Click! Rumble——
The gray-white token in Yan Xing's hand buzzed and trembled, and a bright stream of light suddenly escaped, pouring down, intertwined with the inscriptions on the altar.
The altar seemed to have gained a source of power and an ever-changing coordinate. It spun and clicked, bursting into a colorful brilliance that enveloped the executioner group.
When the light dissipated, Yan Xing's figure had disappeared.
"I wonder what level of Taoist source this little guy can harvest. Will it be peerless?"
As for Wushuang, Sikong didn't dare to think about it. According to records, there are only three Wushuang Principles in the entire cemetery. Hundreds of billions of years have passed, and no Feixian disciple has been recognized by them.
"I remember that this brat from Qiu Ming was in charge of this session's collection, right?"
Sikong pondered for a moment, then flicked his finger to drive a rune into the void. After waiting for a long time and frowning slightly, there was finally movement around him.
Susu!
Not far from the altar, a vigorous ancient tree suddenly began to sway its branches and leaves, and the thick trunk and bark like dragon scales began to twist and change, turning into a human face.
"Master, what are your instructions to your disciples?"
"Xian Qiu Ming, your wings are stiff, right? You actually made me wait for so long!"
Sikong had a cold face and harsh words, but his eyes remained gentle.
"Ouch! You have always wronged this disciple. I have been out for business and have just returned to the cave. As soon as I received your summons from Master, I rushed here without any hesitation. There is absolutely no sign of neglect."
Xian Qiuming stretched out two wooden arms from the tree trunk, and repeatedly raised his hands to beg for mercy, fearing that his master would be angry.
"Okay, okay, don't give me that playful smile. It's not a big deal to ask you to come. Do you know Yan Xing? Tell me about his origins."
"Uh! This..."
Xian Qiuming's expression was stagnant. He didn't know what happened during his absence, and why even his master paid attention to Yan Xing.
"What? I'm making things difficult for you!?"
Sikong frowned, realizing that what was going on here was not simple. After speaking, he pretended to be silent, waiting for Xian Qiuming's explanation.
"Ahem! I don't dare. This matter is indeed something special, but if it is you, Master, the disciples still dare not hide it!"
"It's Master Kong Lingzi!"
"Yan Xing is a genius that his old man found and made an exception to recruit him into the cave."
"What!?"
Sikong's pupils shrank slightly. It turned out that this matter concerned this lord. No wonder Xian Qiuming was so cautious. If he hadn't also belonged to Kong Lingzi's faction, he really wouldn't have the qualifications to intervene.
"Master, the disciples went out this time to investigate the origin of Yan Xing."
"If I didn't guess wrong, Yan Xing's little guy entered the Taoyuan Cemetery? Oh, this peerless demon must be particularly cautious to avoid reappearing the tragedy of the ancient times."
Xianqiu Ming's expression was solemn. He ran around for ten days and worked hard. At present, it seems that it is right.
"Huh? What do you find?"
When I heard the words, I nodded, and shook my head again, causing Si Kong to frown.
"Master Mo is anxious, and listen to the disciples carefully."
"During this time, the disciples appeared from Yan Xing's first appearance, that is, this time the outer door assessment area, began to investigate."
"Along the way, I read the memory of more than 100,000 barbarians, snakes, mice and ants, and the breath left on many plants and trees."
"Well, Master, you also know how laborious is the memory of reading these obscure beasts, but fortunately, Kung Fu is worthy of careless people, how do you guess?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"Okay, after a few days of search, in the tens of thousands of miles from the assessment area, I locked the boundary that Yan Xing had been stranded.
"What? How can it be!?"
Si Kong's look changed, crossing one step, appearing instantly in front of leisure Qiu Ming, staring at his eyes.
"Are you sure?"
"Disciple is sure!"
Xian Qiuming's expression was serious, I dare not fight haha again, and continued: "And, it is also very consistent in time, but unfortunately, the creature in that area was erased by a force.
It's a blank. ""
"But I investigated the surrounding areas, and no shadow that Yan Xing had appeared. This is already sure ..."
"Yan Xing suddenly appeared in the Heiqiu Mountains, and then went from there to the assessment area all the way."
To say, Xian Qiuming closed his mouth and said that the information was enough. In the next thing, Sikong would judge.
"Not long ago, the terrible atmosphere that raised the sky was caused by the inference of many ancestors, which was caused by the supreme God and Demon.
Si Kong's expression changed, and after a long time, he returned to peace.
"You said, what is the relationship between this Yan Xing and the Supreme God?"
"Oh, maybe this Yan Xing is the son of the gods and demon? With the evil qualifications he now showed, it is not without this!"
Leisure Qiuming returned to laziness, and his tone was serious, and he teased seven points.
"God Demon ..."
Si Kong was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Okay, this kind of thing is left to Lord Emperor Akizi for a headache, we just don't know anything."
"As for Yan Xing, what should happen? If nothing happens, a supreme god, if it is not good for Feixian Dongtian, there is no ghost trick!"
"Master Ming Jian, the disciples think so too!"
"Hey, Master, do you say that if we raise the power of the sky to please Yan Xing, can we get a friendship of the supreme God?"
Xian Qiuming smiled and made a good smile. In this discourse, 70 % were serious.
"roll!"
Si Kong stared at his eyes, his eyebrows had to dance without wind, majestic.
"Oh, don't be angry, get up, I will roll ..."
The words did not fall, the ancient tree trembled for a while, and the face of Qiuming's face suddenly disappeared.
‘Hmm! Mix a kid, do you really think that Feixian Dongtian will not be guarded by God and Demon? If you let you hear the ancestors in the sleeping, do n’t open the coffin and shoot you.’
There was a little fear in Si Kong's expression, and he was nonsense and scolded in his heart.