Ye Xinghe looked around and his expression changed.
There was still blood on the ground, which was scarlet and dazzling.
Several men holding long knives suddenly turned their heads to look at Ye Xinghe, with a fierce light in their eyes!
Ye Xinghe's eyes turned cold, and the divine energy surged in his body, ready to take action at any time.
However, one of the men suddenly exclaimed: "He has the Ghost Market Golden Order!"
After hearing this, the killing intent on the remaining people gradually receded.
"Anyone with a golden order will be protected by the ghost guards. We can't afford to offend them."
"Walk!"
After saying that, several people turned around and left without hesitation.
Immediately afterwards, a strange breath approached quickly.
Ye Xinghe suddenly turned his head and saw a mysterious man wearing a mask and black robe appearing next to him like a ghost.
Then, the mysterious man respectfully handed over his hand: "Sir, I am your ghost guard, responsible for protecting your safety."
"I wonder what you are doing when you come to the ghost market?"
Seeing that this person was in front of him in an instant, Ye Xinghe thought to himself: "This person has such terrifying strength."
"Just this speed is far superior to me!"
Seeing that this person had no ill intentions, Ye Xinghe lowered his voice and said, "I want to find the map leading to Tianqiong Peak."
Hearing this, the mysterious man's body trembled slightly, and he pondered for a long time before speaking.
"My lord, please follow me."
The mysterious man led the way and led Ye Xinghe to a secluded wooden house.
The wooden house is simple and unremarkable.
The mysterious man gently knocked on the door and said respectfully: "Master Ghost, we have a distinguished visitor."
Soon, the wooden door opened.
Behind the door was an old man in blue robe, looking Ye Xinghe up and down.
Then, he locked his eyes on the Ghost Market Golden Order and said with a smile: "Come in."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back into the house, followed closely by Ye Xinghe.
The room was dark and slightly messy, but there was a faint fragrance.
The two of them sat on a bench in the room. The old man in blue robe smiled and asked, "I wonder what you want to know?"
Ye Xinghe narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Is there a mysterious fire in Tianqiong Peak?"
The old man in blue robe nodded: "Yes, there is indeed a mysterious fire hidden there, and it is probably among the top ten mysterious fires."
"But Tianqiong Peak is mysterious and unpredictable. Only by getting a map can you step into it."
Ye Xinghe asked: "Where is the map?"
The old man in blue robe raised three fingers and said with a smile: "Give me 300,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, and the map leading to Tianqiong Peak will be yours."
Hearing this, Ye Xinghe said warily: "Is it that simple?"
The old man in blue robe smiled calmly: "The ghost market is far scarier than you think."
"As long as the price given is high enough, no matter what you want, I can find it for you."
While speaking, he had already stood up and took down a wooden box from the wooden frame behind him.
When the wooden box was opened, a red light illuminated from the box.
Ye Xinghe's complexion changed slightly, and he felt that the red gemstone in the space ring was shaking.
The thing in that box must be related to Venerable Tianyan!
The old man in blue robe leaned over and placed the wooden box on the table.
Ye Xinghe raised his eyes and saw that in the box was an ancient sheepskin scroll, exuding bursts of scorching heat.
He took out three hundred thousand spiritual stones and placed it on the table, then picked up the scroll and opened it.
On the scroll, there are many mountains, row after row.
The clouds and mist are rolling and unpredictable.
A towering mountain peak is vaguely visible, hidden in the clouds and mist.
However, the clouds and fog kept changing, blocking the scene in the mountains and making it impossible to follow.
Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and said secretly: "I can't see anything yet."
"Perhaps you need to activate it with a red gem to see the way to the Sky Dome Peak clearly."
"I'd better leave here first and figure out the secret of this picture."
Thinking of this, Ye Xinghe stood up and left.
"etc."
The old man in blue robe asked to stay.
Ye Xinghe turned around and asked: "Is there anything else?"
The old man in blue robe smiled slightly: "Since you are the holder of the Golden Order, I have a message for you."
"There is something evil hidden in the Sky Peak. If you see it, you will never be able to defeat it!"
"Otherwise, it will only be a dead end!"
Ye Xinghe frowned slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Thanks for the tip."
After that, he turned around and walked out of the wooden house and returned to the entrance of the ghost market.
I saw ripples rising again, Ye Xinghe had already passed through the barrier and returned to the imperial capital.
The middle-aged man in black robe at the door bowed his hands respectfully: "Best farewell, sir!"
"Now we have to rush to the map as quickly as possible to obtain the king-level artifact!"
Thinking of this, Ye Xinghe turned into a dragon, left the imperial capital, and walked through the air.
It wasn't until ten miles outside the imperial capital, on a very high cliff, that it slowly fell.
He looked around and saw no one, so he took out the red gem and the map.
As soon as the two objects came out, they lit up red light at the same time.
Then, the gem turned into several slender red lights and injected into the map.
The clouds and fog on the map gradually dispersed, revealing the crisscrossing mountains below.
Not only that, there is an attraction coming from the map.
In just the blink of an eye, a wisp of divine energy was absorbed into Ye Xinghe's body.
A white light spot lights up on it, flickering on and off.
And the aura on that light spot was exactly the same as Ye Xinghe's.
Ye Xinghe suddenly realized and said with slight shock: "It turns out that this picture is a long-lost cloud picture!"
The cloud map can absorb the power of heaven and earth and reflect the place reflected in the map.
When the scene on the map changes, it means that the location is also changing.
Not only that, it can also show the location of the person holding it.
It's a pity that the production process of Cloud Atlas is tantamount to creating a top-notch treasure, and it has been lost long ago.
Otherwise, this cloud map would not be so rare.
Ye Xinghe put away the cloud map and saw that it was getting late and the sky was filled with stars.
He pondered for a moment and murmured to himself: "It's getting late, so why not practice one night and continue on the road tomorrow?"
After saying that, Ye Xinghe sat cross-legged, took out the eighth-grade blood essence grass, and placed it on his legs.
With a thought in his mind, the souls of life in the Tao Palace appeared one after another.
The Blood Spirit Grass in front of him slowly floated up, pouring out pure soul power and injecting it into Ye Xinghe's body.
The soul power turned into a river, flowing into the Tao Palace.
A group of life souls felt the flow of soul power, and they suddenly felt excited.
Like a whale swallowing it, continue to refine this power.
Suddenly, Qinglong Life Soul let out a scream, its momentum rising steadily.
Breakthrough, seventh-grade earth-level life soul!
Immediately afterwards, other life souls broke through to the seventh level of the earth level one after another.
When the soul power was exhausted, the pages of the Heavenly Book of Life turned rapidly, but then gradually subsided.
Ye Xinghe thought to himself: "It seems that the power of this soul grass is not enough."
"If you want the soul of the Heavenly Book to break through the seventh level of the earth level, you also need an eighth-level soul grass."
"However, finding the king-level artifact is the most urgent matter right now, so we will put this matter on hold for the time being."
Ye Xinghe slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, opened his eyes, and looked to the east.
I saw the dawn breaking and the sun rising into the sky.
He stood up slowly, jumped into the air, and flew away.
Three days later, Ye Xinghe was like a meteor, flying across the sky.