"What? Lin Beichen also wants to find the original spiritual spring? This original spiritual spring belongs to us. Is he looking for death?"
A powerful psychic under Wolf King Saget said angrily.
"This is not something he can covet! The great Lord Wolf King Sager needs to use it to revive his divine body!"
Another powerful man who communicated with the gods also said harshly.
"Go there now, without further ado, my children..."
Saget's eyes seemed to be piercing through a terrible blizzard, looking into the distance. His originally cloudy and dim eyes now shot out a ray of light.
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Harbin, Sun family.
Lin Beichen and Sun Lutang got on a modified large off-road vehicle and drove smoothly from Harbin to Changbai Mountain.
The place where Sun Lutang found ginseng last time was in a valley in Changbai Mountain. He and several of the Wolf King's men passed by there at that time. After Sun Lutang found the ginseng, he returned to Yanxia.
After this incident, the Sun family naturally became the bridgehead of the Beichen Sect in the northern part of Yanxia.
Sun Lutang was also extremely satisfied with this result. You must know that Lin Beichen is a popular figure in the martial arts world. If he can follow the Beichen Sect, wouldn't it be easy for his Sun family to rise?
Just as the off-road vehicle was driving on the highway, Sun Lutang suddenly received a call.
"Okay, I know."
Sun Lutang hung up the phone and immediately smiled and said to Lin Beichen: "Sect Master, the Zhang family has been destroyed by my men."
"Yeah." Lin Beichen nodded, then frowned and said, "This won't work, the car is too slow, we have to get there early."
"I have a flying spiritual weapon. You ask everyone to get off the car, and we will fly directly there, faster than a plane."
Lin Beichen thought for a while and then said.
He always had an uneasy feeling in his heart. This source of spiritual energy was too precious, and it affected whether he could successfully heal his injuries and break through to heaven in the future.
"Ahem... Sect Master, you don't know this. This source of spiritual spring is in a place called Ghost Domain in Changbai Mountain."
"There is always mist in the mountains. Even if you try to use spiritual energy to enter, you will lose your six senses. Even spiritual thoughts will have no effect."
Speaking of this, Sun Lutang also smiled bitterly and said: "If I hadn't been lucky that time, it would have been impossible to find this ginseng. Changbai Mountain was full of people picking ginseng. This ginseng grew so huge that it was never discovered.
That’s the reason.”
"Ghostland?"
Lin Beichen was stunned for a moment and said with some confusion: "Then since we can't find the location of ginseng, how can we find the spiritual spring?"
"There are many villages near Changbai Mountain, and those ginseng pickers live there. Many people have dreams of getting rich overnight."
"There are many old ginseng guests among them. Even if they enter the ghost realm, they can quickly find the way. This time we will find an old ginseng guest to lead the way."
Sun Lutang has arranged everything. In fact, the Sun family has been operating in Harbin for many years. It is very easy to do things in the north. There are families everywhere who are willing to sell the Sun family's face.
"Well, there are indeed some places of creation that can shield a monk's six senses. That kind of place is a natural illusion formation. Even if a monk enters, it will be extremely difficult to escape."
Lin Beichen nodded. He knew this thing very well. When it came to formations, it could be said that he was like a great master.
Some natural phantom formations have stronger effects than man-made ones. Where there are such phantom formations, there are often valuable treasures.
The two of them chatted wordlessly.
In the evening, the motorcade finally stopped at the foot of Changbai Mountain, a village called Ginseng Village.
As its name suggests, this place is full of shops selling ginseng, and there are also many ginseng pickers setting up stalls on the ground, selling old-aged ginseng.
"What a rich aura."
As soon as Lin Beichen got out of the car, he sensed that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was very strong. He looked at the mist-shrouded Changbai Mountains, and a red-gold light flashed in his pupils.
Lin Beichen showed a hint of joy: "It seems that the original spiritual spring has not been discovered yet. There is indeed a power in this mountain that I cannot see through."
A group of them walked inside. Sun Lutang had already booked the best hotel in the town. The people who come here to buy ginseng every year are either rich or expensive, so the hotel industry in the town is quite developed.
Lin Beichen also observed that compared to the outside, these old people were all in top quality, even the ginseng whiskers were not broken.
But what Sun Lutang and Lin Beichen were looking for was the original spiritual spring, so how could they take these ginseng seriously?
They ignored all of this along the way, except that a young man took an old man and a group of big men in black, which made him look like he was traveling from a big family.
"Is this the young master of a big family in Tiandu? There are more than a dozen luxury cars here, which is really extraordinary."
"Isn't that right? Look at the old man next to him. He has a restrained aura and a face as smooth as a lake. He is definitely not simple!"
"He is definitely a child of a wealthy family. It looks like we are going to make a good fortune!"
In the eyes of this group of veteran visitors, Lin Beichen's team is full of rich people traveling together.
Usually people come to Changbai Mountain to ask for ginseng in person because of the illness of the old man in the family. With just a few casual words, you can get millions.
Therefore, many diners gathered around him, but the big man behind Lin Beichen scolded and kept them away.
"Master, the boss of Wanshentang here has some friendship with me in the early years, and he is also a member of our martial arts world. Let's go and meet him first?"
Sun Lutang, who is on the list of gods, a generation master of Xingyi, is like a kind old servant at this moment, calling Lin Beichen young master.
Of course, this was Lin Beichen's deliberate order. His reputation as the head of the Beichen Sect was too ostentatious, and the search for the source of spiritual spring this time needed to be kept low-key.
"Okay, it's best to find a reliable old ginseng customer and get the things as soon as possible." Lin Beichen was also somewhat interested in this old ginseng customer.
He had tried to use his divine power to sweep through Changbai Mountain before, but he found it very difficult. There seemed to be a mysterious force that blocked his spiritual thoughts.
As soon as Lin Beichen walked into Wanshentang, he smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, which was very pure.
"This Ginseng Town is indeed a place specializing in selling ginseng at the foot of Changbai Mountain. The ginseng in it is over 300 years old. It seems to be the treasure of Wanshentang."
Sun Lutang murmured, "It's no different now than during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, when ginseng was almost extinct."
"Young Master, the manager of Wanshentang is the Song family, known as the head of the three major families in Changbai Mountain. Among them, there is also a spiritual master. That is Song Qian, the 39th one on the list of spiritual masters."
Sun Lutang introduced to Lin Beichen that Song Qian was a relatively unusual being in the realm of spiritual communication. He specialized in life-extending techniques and was known as the Taoist of Immortality.
This person has always been idle, he values those precious medicinal materials the most, and does not like to compete for fame and wealth.
Da da da!
A group of people came forward in a mighty manner, and several elderly men stepped forward to ask.
They have lived for decades and have already known at a glance who is really here to do business and who is here to ask for a price.
"Let Mr. Song come out to meet the guest. This is a distinguished guest."
Sun Lutang stroked his snow-white beard and said directly.
"I'm sorry, the old man has been away for a while. How about I take some of you in to take a look?"
One of them, an old man in a black Tang suit, wearing a pair of reading glasses, holding an ancient medical book in his hand, said with a smile.
"Since Shopkeeper Song is not here, let Master Chen come out to meet the guests!"
Sun Lutang said in a cold voice, as if he was very familiar with the people in Wanshentang.
"Okay, distinguished guest, please be patient. I will go and invite Master Chen."
The old man wasn't surprised, he turned around and walked towards the house.
Several beautiful maids in the store quickly served tea, and Lin Beichen and others were waiting.
"Master Sun, who is Master Chen?" Lin Beichen asked.
"Master Chen is the best old ginseng customer in the whole ginseng town. He is known as the living map in the huge Changbai Mountain!"
Sun Lutang smiled: "As long as we can get Master Chen to take action, this matter will be half successful."
"Who is calling me? Don't you know that I am accompanying distinguished guests from Tiandu?"
A slightly angry voice came, and an old man with a gray beard and white beard walked out with an unhappy look on his face.
However, after he saw Sun Lutang, the displeasure on his face turned into surprise and he said: "Master Sun, is it you?"