Perhaps the child's soul did not understand the meaning of the passage of time, but after Ye Ling's reminder, the child shuddered and nodded: "You are right! By now, Wuzhou should have a new prince. If I go away as a lonely ghost, the new king will definitely put me to death, and he won’t even let my remaining soul go!”
Ye Ling nodded slightly: "That's right!"
It seems that although this child is not old, he is not stupid.
Ye Ling muttered: "I don't know what happened back then. I have to investigate your origins. If it is true that you are the former King of Xiwu in Wuzhou, then times have long since changed! Two or three thousand years have passed. No matter you were a prince, general or a commoner, you are of no use. The only thing valuable is this ice coffin. If you sell it to Wuzhou Fang Market, you should be able to fetch a good price."
When the child heard what Ye Ling said, he noticed that the aura exuded by Ye Ling was very powerful. It seemed to be much more powerful than the many guards he had in the palace back then! Even his uncles seemed to be inferior. The only one who could rival Ye Ling in cultivation was his late king.
The child was quite smart and quickly responded: "My dear benefactor, you saved me from the Nine Springs and allowed me to see the light of day again. This ice coffin should be used as a thank you gift!"
Ye Ling shook his head and said: "Ye is not a greedy person. Although your ice coffin is valuable, I still don't like it! I just want to use this as a clue to trace your life experience. If it is true as you said, maybe I can I’ll help you get out of here.”
For Ye Ling, tonight was just an unexpected discovery. In the deep valley at the back of Moyun Village, the ice coffin of Prince Xiwu of Wuzhou from two to three thousand years ago was dug up, and his soul escaped. But the appearance of this child , will not affect the purpose and plan of Ye Ling's trip.
For Ye Ling, the most important thing is to find the Phoenix Dew Spirit Strain in the back mountain of Moyun Village. With the Phoenix Dew Spirit Strain, he can refine the golden elixir stage holy medicine Zhen Da Huan Dan to improve his level. Cultivation!
Otherwise, it would be very difficult to practice based on Ye Ling's spiritual root qualifications alone.
For people with extraordinary talents, their cultivation is stagnant in the early stage of the golden elixir. It only takes a few years for them to make breakthroughs, but Ye Ling is different.
Up to now, Ye Ling is only at the second level of the golden elixir. It is very difficult to step into the third level of the golden elixir, let alone the early stage of breaking through the golden elixir. Therefore, he must have elixirs and cultivation levels that are beyond those used by ordinary monks. Talent can improve by leaps and bounds!
As for the soul of King Xiwu and the dispute between the Wuzhou government and Moyun Village, Ye Ling didn't take it seriously. This place was far away from the vast land of Jiuli and the world of Wu Kingdom's cultivation of immortals. Ye Ling was just a passerby in Wuzhou. The rise and fall of the country has nothing to do with him.
Moreover, this child's soul has no use value. After all, two or three thousand years have passed, and Ye Ling cannot possibly want to help him regain the throne. Not to mention that he is unable to do so, even if he has this ability, it is just a dream!
Unless the child's soul is handed over to the leader of Moyun Village, and the village leader's cultivation and ambition are used to antagonize the Wuzhou government, then the child's soul will be of great use.
However, acting like this and adding insult to injury was not done by Ye Ling, and it went against his Taoist conscience.
The child was observing his words. Although he didn't know what Ye Ling was thinking, he was sure that he was considering how to deal with him.
The child blinked and said, "My benefactor! As the saying goes, a great favor cannot be thanked. But as Prince Seibu, even if I am young and ignorant, I still know how to repay the favor! In the underground palace of Prince Seibu's old residence, There are important treasures buried by the late king, which can only be opened by my direct lineage, King Xiwu! I am willing to give all the treasures in the underground palace to my benefactor. I only hope that my benefactor will find me a suitable body to take over and let me regain my body. Return to the world!”
Ye Ling secretly sighed, this kid is really a smart kid, he knows how to save his life. With how weak Prince Xiwu is now, Ye Ling can slap his soul away!
But the soul of King Xiwu could wake up after two or three thousand years, realize his desolate situation, and still make such a choice and find a reason for Ye Ling not to kill him. He is worthy of being the young prince of King Xiwu's palace. I want to see his father. The king must have been the hero of Wuzhou back then. Although the child he trained was young, his mind was not weak!
Unfortunately, he was facing Ye Ling.
Regardless of whether they have been buried for two or three thousand years, whether the treasures in the underground palace are real or fake and whether they are still in this world, Ye Ling may not even take a look at them even if they are piled in front of Ye Ling.
Ye Ling's silence made the child very uneasy:
"My benefactor! What do you think? If my benefactor doesn't believe me, I can swear an oath and hand over a piece of my soul. Life or death will depend on my benefactor!"
Ye Ling couldn't help but be moved by it. If these words were said by other monks, Ye Ling would not care. But when it came from a child, it was so decisive that Ye Ling was impressed.
Finally, Ye Ling smiled calmly: "Until I find out your identity, I won't completely believe your one-sided words. What's more, I am not from Wuzhou. I have no idea about Wuzhou two or three years ago. Understood. Although we meet by chance, we are destined, but if you want me to do things for you, you have made a wrong calculation! I am not a citizen of Wuzhou, and I have nothing to do with your Xiwu Prince's Palace. I will leave your soul alive for now, Collect it in the soul flag. If what you say is true, I will naturally let you go, let you be a lonely ghost in the world, wandering around, and have nothing to do with me! When the time comes, you and I will be destroyed! "
Ye Ling made it clear to him that it was just a chance encounter and he would not get involved in the Wuzhou government dispute.
When King Xiwu saw the ancient treasure wind flag that Ye Ling sacrificed, his face turned pale with shock: "What kind of soul flag is this? The wind is dancing wildly. My benefactor, do you want to capture me to be the spirit of the soul flag? I am a little How can you control such a soul flag with your physique!"
Ye Ling said calmly: "I just let you stay in the Soul Banner temporarily. With your cultivation and the talent of the Ice Spirit Root, how can you be the weapon spirit of the Wind Banner? Don't worry, if I intend to hurt you, it will only be It’s a matter of a wave of hands. I’m keeping you alive now just because you have a poor life, so you shouldn’t die.”
The child was still in shock. Hearing what Ye Ling said, he felt relieved a little: "In that case, I haven't asked my benefactor's name yet. Who is he?"
Ye Ling smiled slightly: "My name is Ye Ling, and I am a monk who came from afar! The place where your bones are buried used to be the territory of the Wuzhou government, but now it belongs to Moyun Village. The big and small demon cultivators in Moyun Village, Evil cultivators are always against the Wuzhou government. If you want to escape, there are two mountain defense formations here, and there is a nine-layer mountain in front! You can’t escape even if you put on your wings. Once someone catches you, they will want to kill you. Although there are many people, there are also many who torture you until you are half dead! So you'd better listen to me honestly, I'm here to make sure you're fine!"
King Xiwu's heart sank. It turned out that he had fallen into the hands of the monks from Moyun Village who were against the Wuzhou government. Moreover, this Moyun Village was said to be a place where evil heretics gather, and they occupy the mountain as their king. , how can there be any good people? They are still hostile forces to the Wuzhou government.
Now the child no longer dared to make any demands. He was allowed to be swept into the wind flags. Even though his soul was distorted by the wind flags, he had no choice but to accept his fate.
Ye Ling put away the ancient treasure wind flag and hid the ice coffin and the bones of King Xiwu in a new storage bag. He specially added the ancient sealing method to isolate all the atmosphere.
Afterwards, Ye Ling used his spiritual sense to explore the ground again, but there was no more spiritual energy fluctuation. He used his flying sword to dig some more, but found nothing.
It seemed that apart from the ice coffin, there were no other burial objects. This made Ye Ling suspicious!
According to what the child's soul said, he was the hereditary King of Seibu. When the princes and nobles were buried, both the tomb and the burial objects must have been very elegant. However, there was nothing around him. It was as if he had been hastily placed in an ice coffin and buried invisibly. To such a remote place!
Ye Ling was full of doubts: "This matter is very strange! If what the child said is true, then as the successor of King Xiwu, the prince of Wuzhou must not be buried normally! Anyway, there is nothing wrong with staying in Moyun Village. Tomorrow So I went to the brothers in the village to inquire about the inheritance of the Wuzhou government, and to find out whether there are any records about King Xiwu in the past thousands of years?"
Ye Ling suppressed the doubts in his heart, summoned his magic power, buried the hundred-foot-deep cave, and returned to the deep valley cave. He specially refined several more batches of elixirs to avoid being asked by the leader of Moyun Village, and to give an explanation.
Early the next morning, Ye Ling left the valley with his sword, successfully passed the mountain guard formation on the back mountain with the token, and came to the Demon Cloud Peak!
Now Ye Ling is the popular person next to the village leader.
A celebration banquet was just held yesterday for the ceremony, and everyone at Moyun Peak recognized him.
When everyone saw Ye Ling entering the main hall of the main peak, they cupped their hands and smiled and said: "Brother Ye! Good morning, the leader of the village is not going to the hall today, so we will discuss matters. You should also take a seat, come! Serve the spirit wine!"
Ye Ling hurriedly returned the gift, waved his hand and said: "There is no need for spiritual wine. It turns out that I have disturbed you all. I came here to ask, are there any jade slips containing records about Wuzhou officials in the village? I am new here after all. I am not very familiar with the sphere of influence of the Wuzhou government, as well as the mountains, rivers, geography, customs and customs of Wuzhou."
The demon cultivator who was discussing matters in the main hall smiled and said: "Brother Ye is really diligent. As the saying goes, only when you know yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles! We are at odds with the Wuzhou government. Brother Ye really needs to know his opponent! Take this order. Go to the Collection Pavilion on the east side of the main hall, where there are detailed records about the Wuzhou government, as well as the major and minor battles between our Moyun Village and the Wuzhou government over the years, there are records in the Collection Pavilion!"
Ye Ling was secretly happy. He took the token and took a look. It turned out that this piece was made of Xuan Tie and was the token of the elder of Moyun Village. Ye Ling cupped his hand and went directly to the collection pavilion on the east side of the main hall without everyone else.
