Murong Jiuer looked at Mr. Kan, then smiled at Lin Shan and said, "The clue that grandpa knows about the bronze mirror is in Huangmai.
In other words, the treasure house should be there too.
However, the scope of the wilderness vein is too large, and it is connected to the Sanlong Mountains, forming a primitive wilderness forest.
After entering, few can come out."
"Where are the Sanlong Mountains?"
Lin Shan nodded and asked again.
He can probably understand the term primitive forest, which must mean primitive forest.
"The Sanlong Mountain Range is not a place, but the general name of three mountain ranges bordering the barren veins. They are the Qinglong Mountain Range in the east, the Purple Dragon Mountain Range in the south, and the Jinlong Mountain Range in the north."
This time Murong Jiuer did not speak, but Lao Kan explained to Lin Shan.
"So, Huangmai is surrounded by these three mountains?"
Lin Shan roughly imagined a rough geographical location in his mind.
Lao Kan nodded and said: "When we enter the wilderness, the nearest entrance is the Zilong Mountains in the south.
Only after crossing the thousands-mile-long Purple Dragon Mountains can we officially enter the wilderness."
"This barren vein is really big enough."
Lin Shan is accustomed to the vast geographical location.
His knowledge is shown here, and he has seen it in no matter how large the area is, but in this world, there can be such a vast primitive jungle, maybe there is something good.
"By the way, you just said that the Sanlong Mountains are located in the east, south and north of the Desolate Vein. So where is the west of the Desolate Vein?"
Lao Kan shook his head and said: "No one has ever been to the west of the wilderness, or those who have gone have never come back."
Hearing this, Lin Shan couldn't help but be a little surprised. In this world, everyone can fly, but there are still places that he can't go to?
You will know it through satellite reconnaissance.
Seeing Lin Shan's puzzled expression, Murong Jiu'er looked full of mystery and a little yearning, and said: "The west of the Desolate Vein is a restricted area, and all things related to human beings cannot pass through.
Seen from a high altitude, the west of the Desolate Vein is chaos, but from the ground, there is a vast Desolate Vein blocking it, and no one can walk through it."
"That's quite interesting.
Are there no other countries west of the desert?
Or maybe a desert, a sea, something like that?”
Lin Shan asked again.
Murong Jiuer shook his head and said: "I told you, there is chaos there.
The area covered is very large and cannot be clearly seen or distinguished.
To the west of this restricted area of chaos, far away is the vast and endless sea. Someone once tried to approach the chaotic area from the sea, but in the end they disappeared mysteriously."
"Over the past hundreds of years, countless people have tried to enter the restricted area, but they have failed. They either disappeared or died on the edge, unable to even get in."
"Has this forbidden area always existed?"
Lin Shan frowned, thinking about something in his heart, and asked casually.
"It seems to have a history of more than 2,000 years, but the details cannot be verified.
There are no documented records.”
At this point, Murong Jiuer felt that the topic was a little far-fetched, so he smiled and said: "If you are interested in the restricted area, you might as well go and talk to my grandpa. He knows a lot more than I do."
Lin Shan heard what she meant, nodded and said: "Then let's go to Murong's house now."
Needless to say, starting from Yun City, they traveled all the way. Three days later, they arrived at Murong's house in Mucheng.
Mucheng is located at the foot of the southern foot of the Zilong Mountain Range.
"I didn't expect that Murong's family is so close to Huangmai."
Lin Shan stood outside the city, looking at the towering Zijin Mountains in the distance, feeling a little surprised.
"In fact, nearly 80% of the hidden clans live near Huangmai."
Murong Jiuer said again.
Lin Shan nodded thoughtfully, it seemed that Huangmai was really a magical place.
Entering Mucheng, Lin Shan saw more and more people practicing martial arts. Although there were various modern facilities and shops in the outside world, the pedestrians here were different from other places.
From Lin Shan's perspective, nearly half of the people here are Lianjiazi.
Of course, the scope of Mucheng is not very large, that is, the area of a county-level city.
The Murong family is the only one here and occupies the resources of the entire wooden city. It can also be regarded as the base of a hidden family. It is reasonable to have more people practicing martial arts.
When they heard about Lin Shan's arrival at the gate of the Murong family, the old man of the Murong family came to greet him personally. This courtesy surprised Lao Kan.
He had a good impression of the young man Lin Shan, but he did not expect that he would receive such great courtesy from old man Murong.
"I, Murong Bo, on behalf of the whole family, warmly welcome Master Lin to visit and bring glory to the humble house!"
Murong Bo took Lin Shan's hand cordially.
Lin Shan also knew that the old man understood his own value, so he was calm and composed. He just felt a little cordial to his name.
I just don’t know if there is anyone named Murong Fu in their family.
"The old gentleman is so kind."
Lin Shan greeted.
Murong Bo said a few polite words to Lin Shan, and then greeted Lao Kan. He and Mr. Kan were old friends, so there was no need to be too polite.
Several people walked into Murong's house together and sat down in the hall. After the servants served tea, they were all dismissed. There were only Murong Bo, Kan Ye, Murong Jiu'er and Lin Shan in the hall, and there was another person who was about thirty or forty years old.
A man stood behind Murong Bo.
"Master Lin, please have some tea!"
Murong Bo asked.
Lin Shan thanked him, while Mr. Kan just drank tea and ate some snacks by himself without showing any sign of others.
"Old Mr. Murong, I understand your purpose of inviting me here. It is possible to help your family train alchemists, but this cannot be accomplished overnight.
You must also know that the Huang family of Yaowang Valley sent people to learn alchemy from me, and I accepted them as my disciples."
Lin Shan didn't want to waste time on unnecessary politeness, so he said bluntly.
"Our Murong family also wants to ask Master Lin to recruit some disciples from the Murong family."
Murong Bodao.
"That's no problem, but you have to have that understanding to be my disciple. I need to choose it myself. In addition, I want to seize the time to find clues to the treasure house.
When I come back, I will teach them the art of alchemy, but before that, I can refine some cultivation elixirs for you."
Lin Shan said.
Murong Bo pondered for a moment and said: "Master Lin, now we only have some clues, and it will take a lot of time to find the treasure house.
Moreover, the secret of the bronze mirror cannot be cracked in a short time, so what I mean is that you stay at Murong's house first, and after the secret of the bronze mirror is cracked, we can go search for the treasure house."
"Old sir, as I said, training an alchemist cannot be successful in a short time.
Those who learn quickly can make alchemy by themselves in one or two years, while those who learn slowly may not be able to become a master in ten or even more than ten years.
And searching for the treasure house also takes time.
I don't think it's better than this. I will take the disciples of the Murong family with me to search for the treasure house. On the way, I can teach them alchemy skills, and I can also collect some herbs to practice according to local conditions.
What do you think?"
Lin Shan thought of a way to get the best of both worlds. He didn't want to waste all his time on Murong's family.