Chapter 322 Is this stuff food?! (Added update for White Dog)
"The land of fairy tales?"
The big boss got straight to the point, without any intention of hiding anything. He nodded and said:
"Yes, it is the land of fairy tales."
Yang Yu's thoughts changed and he knew what he was talking about.
The fairy land mentioned by the big boss actually refers to the Netherworld Villa that he once experienced, a mysterious place that seems to come from the world of sky and sea.
In fact, all the major forces are pursuing and exploring such places, but Yang Yu's previous status is not enough to touch them.
Things and places related to Dao Fruit are also classified as top secrets among the Six Gates and Jinyi Guards.
"How can I see it?"
Yang Yu thought patiently.
Without the identity of Jin Yiwei, although he checked the files from the six doors several times, there was still some information he didn't know.
"The fall of Yufengxian actually took place several months ago. After her fall, at least seven or eight groups of people went looking for her traces, and naturally I was among them."
The big boss said calmly:
"In fact, for decades, I have been raising some people to wander around famous mountains and rivers, and in inaccessible places, just to try my luck."
How many are some?
The corner of Yang Yu's mouth twitched slightly and he said: "I'm afraid it's more than just a land of immortal traces, right?"
"I can't hide it from Master Yang."
The big boss tried his best to show his frankness and said everything he knew:
"In fact, even though they are both fairy places, they may be completely different inside. Some are like the fairy mountains I saw, and some are like the Netherworld Villa you have seen before.
But what Commander Yu encountered was the most special type among them, which according to the court, was called the ‘Illusion of Immortals and Demons’.”
"Fairy and Demonic Illusion?"
Hearing something unfamiliar, Yang Yu was slightly confused.
"All things are born in heaven and earth, grow in heaven and earth, and pass away in heaven and earth. This is a certain number. Emperors and generals cannot escape each other, and immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas cannot escape."
The big boss stood with his hands behind his back, showing a rare expression of deepness;
"However, people leave their photos and flying geese leave traces. After all, there are traces left behind. For example, in calligraphy and painting, the spirit of the predecessors remains. If you appreciate it carefully, you can get the essence..."
"Taking photos when people pass by..."
Yang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. Naturally, no one was more familiar with this than him.
The essence of food ingredients is the spirit of our predecessors.
Therefore, he almost without thinking said what the big boss had not said: "Then what is the fantasy world of immortals and demons, which is the 'spirit' left by the immortals and demons?"
"You can also say that."
The big boss was a little surprised, and couldn't help but glance at Xie Qi, who was looking at the black dog. The latter's face turned dark when he saw it, and he didn't know what he meant.
"However, they are not necessarily immortals or demons. They may be the remnants of some powerful supernatural beings."
"It's really true?"
Yang Yu had a strange look on his face, but after thinking about it, he seemed to be able to accept it.
The spirit of mortals can still survive for thousands of years, and gods and demons that have already transcended mortal human beings should not leave any traces behind.
Perhaps it is invisible when the tide goes down and reappears when the tide rises?
However, if it is a spiritual legacy, then can this so-called fairyland be considered food?
"Based on the information I learned from some secret places, this fairyland can be traced back to three thousand years ago, when Emperor Qin returned to Qin. There have been similar records in subsequent dynasties."
The big boss's breathing was slightly rapid: "The reason why the ancient emperors longed for immortality is because some people have actually experienced this fairyland."
"So, in this fantasy world of immortals and demons, there are past events of gods and Buddhas?"
Now, Yang Yu also became interested.
However, at this time, the big boss said no more. He looked at Yang Yu with a smile and handed over the information again:
"I also have some knowledge about the Immortal and Demonic Illusion. Among them are not only the information about the Immortal and Demonic Illusion that Yu Fengxian fell into, but also the records of this Immortal and Demonic Illusion in the past dynasties..."
"No need."
Where will Yang Prison pick me up?
In fact, he was very wary of this old fat man. He wanted to show kindness to himself many times. Before, he had heard that he had done good deeds of giving porridge and even building cities in various places in Deyang Mansion. I am afraid that this is the reason behind it.
Fat man.
"Why should we reject people thousands of miles away?"
The big boss took back the file and felt regretful.
"Everyone's information is hard-earned, so how can it be accepted so easily?"
Yang Yu declined.
Based on his previous position in the Six Gates and Jinyiwei, he was unable to obtain similar information. He had never even heard of it from Qiu Zhanyu and Huang Sixiang. It is conceivable that the level of intelligence in this fairyland was
It must be extremely high.
Don't say that he knew that the big boss had other intentions. Even if he didn't, he wouldn't be able to accept such valuable things from others.
"That's fine."
The big boss sighed, but was not angry because he could see Yang Yu's heartbeat.
Maybe I don’t have enough chips this time, but there’s always a time to impress him, right?
"Thank you so much, Big Boss."
Yang Yu thanked him, called the black dog, and prepared to leave.
"Master Yang might as well consider going with me."
The big boss naturally saw Yang Yu's heartbeat and said bluntly:
"The mountains in the distance are like forests, and the illusory realm of immortals and demons hides in them. If you don't go with me, I'm afraid you may not be able to find the entrance..."
"No need."
Yang Yuyi handed over his hand, said goodbye and left. Not long after, with the roar of a crane, a man, a dog and a living dead disappeared among the clouds.
Looking at the white crane disappearing among the clouds, Xie Qi turned back: "Big boss, that dog is probably a different species..."
"It should be Yang Yu's magical power."
The big boss thought for a moment. The dog was as big as a cow. Of course he could see it if he wasn't blind.
But, what is Yang Yu’s magical power?
Enlightenment?
Or creating a monster?
"Supernatural power..."
Xie Qi is envious, but he can only be envious.
Supernatural powers are too rare, because Dao fruits are rare. Qingzhou is so big, with a population of hundreds of millions, but how many people with Dao fruits can only be counted on the fingers of one hand?
This is not just as simple as getting it, but also fitting it in.
"If it doesn't work this time, it doesn't matter. When doing business, the most important thing is to persevere."
The big boss comforted himself, changed his robes, and said:
"Let's go."
"What kind of fairyland are you really going to?"
Xie Qi was a little worried:
"Do you want to call eldest brother, second brother and the others to come and protect you? I..."
Xie Qi was a little ashamed. His martial arts was the worst among the brothers. Not to mention the six brothers in front, the younger brothers behind him were all better than him in martial arts.
The reason why he can stay on the side is not because his martial arts are high, on the contrary, it is because his martial arts are too poor to be able to stand alone.
"Then Yang Yu knows nothing and is not afraid. What do I have to be afraid of?"
The big boss snorted coldly, summoned the goshawk, and stepped forward:
"Although the entrance to the Fairyland is hidden, if there are too many people, you might be discovered. So hurry up!"
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"Illusion of Immortals and Demons..."
Above the white crane, Yang Yu was analyzing the big boss's words in his mind.
This fat man is a scheming person, his words may not be false, but because of this, it is difficult to tell.
However, he does have a strong interest in this fairyland.
If this thing is really an ingredient...
Yang Yu was thinking in his mind, the white crane was already swooping towards where he wanted to go, but within a few hours, he could already see a majestic mountain range in the distance.
There are many plains in Baizhou, but at the junction with Qingzhou, there is a "Pingdu Mountain". This mountain is as majestic as Changliu, stretching for thousands of miles.
The terrain is complex, the mountains are as dense as forests, and the miasma is deep. It has been an inaccessible place in the past dynasties. However, because of the imperial court's horse riding in the rivers and lakes, many evil masters were hidden among them, and the scattered people whose sects were destroyed.
Pingdu Mountain is the place where Yu Fengxian last appeared, but the mountain is too big. Even Jinyiwei and Liumen don't know the exact location. If you want to find someone, you still have to find it yourself.
"Yu Fengxian..."
Yang Yu tapped the center of his eyebrows, activated his mind, and used the 'Thousand Mile Soul Lock'. He had never seen Yu Lingxian, but Yu Fengxian's aura was naturally familiar to him.
"Not here."
After a while, he released his fingers and directed Bai He to change places.
As his martial arts improved, his spirit also made great progress. Although he has not yet reached the point where the soul can be locked for thousands of miles like the great master who has penetrated all the apertures, he may be able to sense the area for more than a hundred miles.
With the help of the white crane, the sky was about to get dark. He had already searched thousands of miles of mountainous areas, and by the time the sky lit up the next day, he had searched thousands of miles in radius.
only……
"Her aura disappeared because of that fairyland?"
Yang Prison frowned.
Phew!
The red-eyed white crane made a soft cry and stayed on the ground all day and night. It really couldn't stand it anymore.
With no choice, Yang Yu had to find a higher mountain to drop down on, fed a dog and a bird some pills, and swallowed some iron broad beans himself.
It had been more than two months since he killed Nie Wendong, but he was naturally not idle. He successively refined four ingredients: Mo Yun Ling, Baidu Old Man's snake staff, Xiao Qingfeng's long sword, and Qi Longsheng's broadsword.
But as a price, he almost ran out of gold and silver and could only swallow iron broad beans. The energy storage speed of the Cauldron of Gluttony also slowed down a lot.
But he is not in a hurry, because there is no food that needs to be refined urgently at this time.
"call!"
After sitting quietly and adjusting the breath for more than an hour, the sky was getting brighter. At this time, Yang Yu's heart suddenly moved and he looked towards the distant mountains.
His perception was sharp and he could faintly hear human voices.
"No shouting!"
Glancing at the big black dog, Yang Yu moved and approached that place, followed closely by the living dead and the big black dog, silently.
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Wow!
Six copper coins fell to the ground from the pale golden turtle shell, magically arranged in a row, pointing to the southwest like a Sinan pointer.
"It's close, it's close."
Taoist Yun looked excited and looked towards the distant mountains. At this time, the sky was getting brighter and it was shining on a cliff with a height of more than thirty feet.
Exactly what the copper coin points to.
"Walk!"
Taoist Yun put away the copper plate, grabbed his disciple and climbed up the mountain wall. As he was climbing, he suddenly heard a howling wind and raised his head suddenly.
He saw a red shadow climbing up at a speed far exceeding his own. With only a few ups and downs, he actually climbed up the cliff one step ahead of him.
"He was cut off!"
Taoist Yun's vision went dark, he growled and sped up, suddenly he heard the roar of the wind again, and when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw another person.