Longma said arrogantly.
Lin Yi smiled and said, "I'll take you to see a real expert. Do you dare to go?"
"Grandpa Long is fearless, whether he goes up to the sky or down to the ground."
As Longma spoke, he followed Lin Yi into a wide ancient street.
There weren't many pedestrians on this street, and it was unusually quiet.
Ancient trees line both sides of the road, their branches reaching for the sky, their old bark cracked, and it would take more than a dozen people to encircle them. Their shade blocked out the sun, giving the place a somewhat eerie atmosphere.
After walking a distance further, a stone archway appeared beside the road. It was quite large and covered a vast area, but it was extremely desolate.
The area was overgrown with weeds and the old trees were growing wildly, almost completely obscuring the buildings. It was clear that no one had taken care of it for many years, and it had become a wild wasteland.
Beside the road stands a magnificent gate, resembling a city gate, hidden by ancient trees. Above it hangs a weathered bronze plaque inscribed with two ancient characters—Tianxuan.
The dilapidated stone steps and collapsed palaces were all hidden by grass and trees. An old man with dim eyesight and a hunched back sat on a blue stone.
He was old and frail, looking like he had little time left in his life and was almost at the end of his life. Looking at the desolate garden overgrown with weeds, his eyes were filled with nostalgia and sadness.
Upon seeing this, Longma said, "There must be a master in this godforsaken place."
Lin Yi bowed to the old man at the door and said, "Qingxuan, a Qi cultivator from Kunlun Mountain, greets senior."
The old man, somewhat stiff, slowly turned his head, his face full of wrinkles and his old eyes cloudy, and said, "Young people, are you here to buy stone?"
Lin Yi shook his head and said, "This junior has only come here to find someone."
The old man's eyes were lifeless as he looked sadly at the dilapidated garden and said, "Three people entered the garden today. Go in and find them yourselves."
"Thank you, senior." Lin Yi took the lead and walked into the garden, with Longma hurriedly following behind.
After walking deeper into the garden, Longma finally let out a long breath and said, "This really scared me to death. How could there still be such an old relic in the world?"
Lin Yi said, "Now you know how powerful it is, right?"
At this moment, the Myriad Origin Cauldron, which he had sealed within his sea of consciousness with his primordial spirit, suddenly trembled.
Lin Yi looked up and saw a handsome boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, staring at him with intensely fervent eyes. Beside him stood a dark-skinned, powerfully built young man.
Deep within the tall grass, there was an old Taoist priest, dressed in an old Taoist robe, his body withered, squatting on the ground examining the stones.
The young man stepped forward quickly and asked, "Does Daoist Qingxuan know about Tiananmen Square and the Five-Starred Red Flag in Beijing?"
Lin Yi suppressed his laughter, looked at the still immature Emperor Ye in front of him, and slowly said, "Five years ago, the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin descended on Mount Tai, and some tourists mysteriously disappeared. I never expected that they would end up on the other side of the starry sky."
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan exclaimed excitedly, "Daoist Master, are you really from Earth?"
Lin Yi nodded and said, "I followed the ancient starry road that Lao Tzu took when he left Hangu Pass to the west, and after many hardships, I finally arrived here."
"Can we go back?" Ye Fan asked in a trembling voice.
Lin Yi shook his head and said, "The coordinates of this road through Hangu Pass have long been fixed, and it can only lead to a certain fixed location. It's a continuous teleportation route that cannot be reversed."
"Isn't there any other way?" Ye Fan asked anxiously.
Lin Yi held up two fingers and said, "The first path is for you to enter the Holy Realm, and you can naturally cross the starry sky back by your own strength. The second path is that people from the Feathered Divine Dynasty once descended to Earth, so there must be star coordinates and teleportation altars for Earth."
"The Feathered Divine Dynasty..." Ye Fan murmured the name.
The young man beside him said, "This was once a divine dynasty that commanded the Central Plains and possessed unparalleled power, but it turned to ashes overnight. It is said that their imperial weapons were all shattered."
This is also the only known supreme imperial weapon with evidence of being shattered, shattering the myth that supreme imperial weapons are indestructible!
The Feathered Divine Dynasty was destroyed too quickly back then; all sorts of rare treasures and artifacts never reappeared, sealed away and said to have been imprisoned with great magical power. They have never been seen again.
A flame of "hope" instantly ignited in Ye Fan's eyes.
Longma also sighed dramatically, saying, "Grandpa Long also wants to go back to Kunlun for a visit. It's always good to be at home, but going out is always difficult."
At this moment, another old Taoist priest selected a dozen or so broken stones, which showed no particular value, and piled them in front of the old gatekeeper, intending to pay Yuan.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, he released a powerful aura, vanished from his spot, and rushed out, as if chasing after something.
Ye Fan's homesickness was interrupted, and he said, "Daoist, did you come all the way here because of Laozi's footsteps?"
Lin Yi shook his head, his gaze falling on Ye Fan's sea of consciousness, and said, "I came here to find a supreme treasure."
Fellow villagers meeting each other, stabbing each other in the back.
Ye Fan immediately thought of that sentence and subconsciously took a few steps back.
"Don't be nervous." Lin Yi waved his hand, using the Illusionary Realm to envelop him and Ye Fan, and continued, "How about we make a deal? I can exchange something for it; I won't steal anything."
The Ancient Sacred Body is not tolerated by Heaven and Earth, its path forward is cut off, and it is difficult to enter the Four Extremes Secret Realm. If one wants to defy the heavens and continue the broken path, either an ancient emperor will be resurrected, or an immortal elixir will be available.
Here I have an elixir of immortality, which Shakyamuni Buddha refined over thousands of years using a branch of the Bodhi tree as the main ingredient and the dragon vein of Mount Ling as the fire. It is enough to lay the foundation for you to become an emperor.
Once you've made up your mind, you can find me at the stone archway in the sacred site.
After leaving with the dragon horse, Lin Yi went directly to the stone workshop set up by the Dao Yi Holy Land. He didn't understand any source techniques, but by recalling his memories, he still remembered some good things.
First come, first served.
The stone archway was naturally used for gambling on stones.
It should be understood that most "sources" were formed before the Primordial Era, and can even be traced back to the beginning of the creation of the world, buried underground. They are all covered by a strange "stone skin," which even cultivators cannot see through. Only by mining them can it be determined whether they contain a source.