Chapter 89

The Northern Region produces Source. Source stones, which are extremely precious in the Southern Region of the Eastern Wasteland, can be mined by mortals here. Wealth gave birth to evil, so there were batches of wanderers.

Lin Xian and his party acted on behalf of heaven along the way, relying on the 'Xing' secret method and the Great Void Art, crossed nearly 100,000 miles, and just by killing wanderers, they collected nearly a hundred catties of Source.

This is a considerable amount. A piece of Source the size of a fist can allow a cultivator in the Divine Bridge realm to improve a realm and reach the Other Shore realm.

Even for a bottomless black hole like the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, smashing a hundred catties of Source is enough for Ye Fan to complete the nine-fold transformation of the Other Shore.

"It really is more Source than people."

"Could it be that, as the legend says, success is Source, failure is Source? This mysterious substance condenses life essence and seems to have sucked dry the spiritual energy of the entire Northern Region."

Ye Fan sighed. Along the way, the oases they saw were as small as a few miles in radius and as large as thousands of miles in radius, scattered on the reddish-brown earth. That kind of red seemed to have no end, swallowing everything.

"It's not just that simple. The Big Dipper Emperor Star has a great background, and the pattern of the five regions was formed later."

Lin Xian shook his head: "All these changes are related to the sitting of a certain Emperor in the ancient times. It is not just the Northern Region; the Northern Plains bordering the Northern Region have also been affected and are very barren."

Ye Fan was moved and couldn't help asking: "Can a cultivator really reach such a realm, relying on his own strength to change the entire heaven and earth?"

"When your Sacred Body is great, or little Tingting's Taiyin body is complete, you can also reach a similar level." Lin Xian smiled: "Stepping on the immortal road, singing and walking, covering the sky with a flick of a finger, and wandering with one thought—isn't this what our generation of cultivators seeks?"

Ye Fan was yearning, and even the fatigue and hardship of rushing along the way were washed away a bit.

Lin Xian then drew a big cake: "As long as you get the Source Heaven Master's inheritance, let alone Source, we will eat one piece and throw one piece of Divine Source. With enough resources to support, the Greatness of the Sacred Body is just around the corner."

"Charge!" Ye Fan's pupils bloomed with the light of hope, waving the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, golden blood and energy boiling, roaring, venting the depression of these days.

"Charge duck!" Little Tingting also followed suit, fighting the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, which Ye Fan taught her.

Lin Xian smiled without answering. The Taiyin body who knows the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, I think the family status of the Taiyang body will be very low in the future.

"Grandma's, where did the birdman come from, disturbing my clear dream!"

"Hurry up and hand over the Source, and let you not die."

Just when Ye Fan and Jiang Tingting were roaring wantonly, a scolding sound rang out. A middle-aged man with a curved knife and classic bandit attire walked over, scolding, leading a dragon-scaled horse in his hand.

This is an exotic beast, shaped like a horse, covered with green scales, traveling four or five thousand miles a day, tireless.

"Life Spring cultivator?" Lin Xian glanced, touched little Tingting's head, and smiled: "Leave it to you."

"Good duck!"

After the baptism of these days, Jiang Tingting's cultivation and combat skills have been improved. The cute little girl once had the style of a heroine. Punishing evil and promoting good, killing wanderers, is just the voice still a bit milky, making people incredibly awe-inspiring.

"A little milk baby in the Bitter Sea realm, dare to come out..."

That Life Spring wanderer laughed loudly, not taking Jiang Tingting to heart.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!"

Jiang Tingting shouted, a desolate and desolate aura emerged spontaneously, open and close, punch to flesh.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

After a chaotic beating, the bruised Life Spring wanderer knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Little grandmother, I was wrong. You have a lot of adults, so forgive the little one this time."

Jiang Tingting closed her fist and looked at Lin Xian and Ye Fan. Lin Xian nodded to signal Ye Fan to lift him up and ask questions.

"Which force's wanderer are you?" Lin Xian asked: "What is your name."

The Northern Region is dangerous, and even wanderers are not easy to do. Like this Life Spring cultivation, if there is no backing, the next day it will become red earth and withered bones.

"Back to the grandfather's words." The Life Spring cultivator said humbly: "The little one is named Ma Liu, nicknamed Big Mahazi, and follows Qingxia Gate."

"Qingxia Gate?"

The three looked at each other, suddenly pleasantly surprised, knowing that they were almost at their destination.

Then Lin Xian began to interrogate the details of Qingxia Gate, and Ma Liu was like a bamboo tube pouring beans, spitting it out in one breath.

Within a radius of five hundred miles, it is the sphere of influence of Qingxia Gate, secretly mastering many wanderers to work for them, and a large amount of Source is sent to Qingxia Gate, supporting a great expert at the third heaven of the Dao Palace.

"Two grandfathers, and little grandmother, are you going to rob Qingxia Gate." Ma Liu's eyes turned, his face was full of smiles, and he rubbed his hands: "The little one knows the way to Qingxia Gate, and will take you there now!"

"You are selling it quite fast." Lin Xian was a bit speechless. He hadn't spoken yet, and Ma Liu was prepared to be a traitor in advance.

"It doesn't show your majesty." Ma Liu accompanied with a smile: "In this day and age, being a wanderer, being a subordinate, where is it not being, it is not worth losing your life for a few catties of Source."

Saying this, Ma Liu fiercely spat and said: "That group of bastards in Qingxia Gate, they are not much better to us, layer by layer, sending a lot of Source into the mountain gate, never considering us little thieves who do the work."

"They are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous."

"Saint Master, do you want to keep him?" Ye Fan asked. He was a newcomer and was not familiar with this place, so he just needed a local snake.

"Let's see if there is much blood on his hands."

Lin Xian operated his profound strength and suddenly shouted: "Take the initiative to open the sea of consciousness!"

Ma Liu was suddenly shocked, like a wooden man standing stupidly in place, the sea of consciousness opened wide, and the memories of the past manifested.

Lin Xian used powerful divine sense combined with 'Restraining Spirits and Sending Generals' to check inside.

Although it is not as comprehensive as 'Double All Hands', which can reach the bits and pieces of the depths of the soul, search the soul, view the other party's inheritance, and even transform the person's soul into his own puppet.

But you can see some pictures in his life that are deeper in memory and unforgettable.

Those unforgettable memories float on the surface of the soul, and those with powerful divine sense can see them at a glance.

Then, Lin Xian was surprised to find that although Ma Liu was doing evil, he was a loafer, every charge was at the back, and he was the first to rush forward when dividing the loot.

Qingxia Gate did treat him harshly, layer by layer, but that was because Ma Liu didn't put in effort, so the rewards he got were the least.

He is not a wolf good at fighting, nor a loyal dog, but a fish that paddles.

"This son has a connection with my Heavenly Pivot Sacred Ground."

Lin Xian sighed, feeling that this spirit of Ma Liu was very consistent with their corporate culture.

Then, he mercilessly rejected Ma Liu's request to join.

Heavenly Pivot Sacred Ground has one loafer, which is enough, where can there be another one.

Connection is indeed connection, but it is also a struggle of the Great Dao.

"Ah!"

Ma!"

"I guarantee to work diligently in the future, be a cow and a horse, without half a word of complaint."

"First accept you as an outer disciple." Lin Xian said calmly: "If you can 007, then promote to a named disciple."

"Why 007?" Ma Liu, a native of the Big Dipper Star, asked naively.

"That is a kind of blessing." Lin Xian smiled slightly, stood with his hands behind his back: "Don't ask what the Sacred Ground can give you, but ask what you can do for the Sacred Ground."

Ma Liu nodded quickly, but in his heart, he was cursing, the new boss is really stingier than Qingxia Gate, Qingxia Gate at least rewarded two pieces of Source from time to time.

"Don't have resentment. When we break Qingxia Gate, public, oh, the Sacred Ground is successfully created, you will be a veteran figure, and there will be no shortage of benefits for you."

Lin Xian then sacrificed the second great divine power, drawing a big cake to fool: "At that time, let you be an outer elder, isn't it that you want as much Source as you want."

"I, a person like me, can also be an elder?" Ma Liu swallowed his saliva: "I only have Life Spring cultivation."

"Don't say these discouraging words. Heroes don't ask where they come from. In the past, the ruthless person was only a mortal body, but he could stand on the nine heavens and prove the Dao as a Great Emperor!"

Lin Xian was impassioned, outlining dreams, drawing blueprints, and said loudly: "Mortal body Great Emperors can do it, why can't you be an elder."

"Listen to the applause!"

Ye Zong, who was from Earth and drove a Mercedes-Benz, was inspired and stood up to applaud vigorously.

Little Tingting was ignorant and innocent, watching Ye Fan applaud, and also followed suit.

Ma Liu couldn't help but burst into tears. No one had ever looked up to him, a small Life Spring cultivator. In the past, when he went to Qingxia Gate to send Source, let alone the Supreme Elder in the Dao Palace realm, even a disciple in the Divine Bridge realm was arrogant and looked at people with nostrils.

Sometimes they wouldn't even let them enter the mountain gate, as if the wanderers with blood on their hands would pollute the immortal land of Qingxia Gate.

Little did they know that those high-ranking disciples and Dao-bone immortal-style elders were the culprits who created blood and tears, the source of all evil.

And, now Ma!"

"Call the position when working, call it Lin Zong in the future." Lin Xian said calmly, waving his hand, and he was already acting a bit.

Ma!"

"Cough, cough, Saint Master, we are not on Earth." Ye Fan coughed, reminding in time that they are opening a Sacred Ground, not a company.

The style of the Big Dipper is out of place with Earth.

"Is that so." Lin Xian touched his chin, pondered for a moment and said: "Don't rush to attack Qingxia Gate. The other party has an expert at the third heaven, which is a great enemy."

"Third heaven?" Ye Fan was stunned and couldn't help asking: "What is your cultivation now, Saint Master?"

He remembered that Lin Xian was already at the third heaven of the Dao Palace when he was at Tai Xuan Gate.

"Third heaven, what's the matter." Lin Xian was surprised: "Is there any problem."

"Qingxia Gate is just a small sect..." Ye Fan was tangled, trying to explain, there are no experts in small sects who can fight against immortals, it's good if they are not fought against.

You are a Heavenly Pivot Saint Master, learning Emperor scriptures, using the 'Jie' secret method, to fight the third heaven of the Dao Palace of Qingxia Gate, that is a crushing situation.

"What's wrong with a small sect, don't look down on small sects." Lin Xian's expression was correct, solemn: "Know the enemy and be generous. There is an Emperor weapon suppressing the foundation in the Sacred Ground. Maybe there is a Quasi-Emperor weapon in the small sect. Everything must be careful."

Ye Fan was speechless. How many grades are there between a small sect and a Sacred Ground? It would be a blessing if there is an Immortal Platform weapon.

If there could be a Quasi-Emperor weapon in this kind of Northern Region small sect, he would go to learn to bark like a dog tomorrow.