This is a soft whistled sheepskin, which has been damaged over time. The pattern painted on it is somewhat blurry, but if you look carefully, you can still tell that it is a map.
In the center of the map is a towering mountain, dotted with large and small tombs. The mountain is surrounded by a blank area shrouded in heavy fog. You can tell at a glance that it is the map of the sacred land of the Kraken race.
Ye Chuan became excited and quickly searched for the true location of the lost city on the map.
If you find the Lost City, you will have a great chance of finding Zhu Sijia and his party. At that time, they can gather together to take out the sacred objects of the Kraken clan and quickly leave this sea area and return to Middle Earth!
I accidentally learned that the goddess Hong Zixia was in bad condition, and Ye Chuan was eager to return home. However, the mountains on the map were shrouded in heavy fog, and there were graves all over the mountains and fields. The map was damaged and blurred. How could we know where the lost city was
Ye Chuan looked carefully for a while and found nothing. From the looks of it, it seems that this is not a secret map that leaked out from within the Kraken Clan, but a random cultivator who broke into the Kraken Clan's holy land many years ago and casually drew the mountains according to their appearance. It has no practical significance.
"Sir, look at this. Is it the Maharaja's tomb we just passed through? Is there a dotted line here?"
Zhong Moli, a stray from the island, walked up and pointed to a place on the map.
Since he accidentally obtained this map more than a hundred years ago, he has been observing and pondering it over and over again, and has long since noticed many details that ordinary people cannot notice.
At first glance, the place pointed by Zhong Moli from the island is just an inconspicuous dot on the map, representing a tomb, no different from other tombs. But judging from the surrounding terrain and the direction of the mountains, it really matches the tomb of the Maharaja. If you look carefully, you can also find a faint dotted line running through the tomb. Follow this dotted line and find a total of seven tombs on the map.
These seven tombs are distributed from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. There are no rules in their arrangement. They are only connected by this faint dotted line. Starting from the bottom of the mountain and going up, the Maharaja's Tomb is located at the second point on this dotted line.
"Sir, if I guess correctly, the Lost City, the real racial holy land of the Kraken Clan, is located among these seven tombs."
The old devil left the island, paused, and said: "The first tomb marked on the dotted line is near the foot of the mountain. I have already broken in to explore it. There are also many treasures sealed inside, but basically all of them have been taken away by others. Taken away. In addition to the traces left by ordinary casual cultivators, I found something inside."
As the old devil Lidao Shanren said this, he took out a token from his arms. It was dark and engraved with many wavy lines, and it seemed that an ocean world was sealed in the token.
"This is..., the token of the Kraken clan!" Ye Chuan's eyes lit up.
"That's right, it's a token unique to the Siren Clan. There is no doubt that the Siren Clan must have been to that tomb, and they just left not long ago, and in their haste, they dropped a token inside." The old devil left the island. The Sanren hesitated for a while and then said: "Sir, I suspect that the descendants of the Kraken clan don't know where the real lost city is. They are also looking for it everywhere. To be precise, they are looking for it in these seven tombs! As long as they move enough Quickly, we can break into the real lost city before them and take out the sacred objects of the Kraken clan!"
In order to gain Ye Chuan's trust and help, the old devil Lidao Shanren really fought hard and revealed all his years of research without reservation.
Now, his most urgent thing is to resolve the disaster and avoid going crazy. All treasures are secondary. What's the use of the best treasure when your life is gone
The Ye Chuan in front of him is his only hope now.
"Yes, this map has some value. At least it is much better than the crutch in your hand." Ye Chuan raised his head and felt reassured.
With this map, I will be more confident about finding the Lost City and Zhu Sijia and his party, and no longer have to scurry around like headless flies.
"Sir, what about my disaster..." The eyes of the old demon Lidao Sanren lit up and he became excited, waiting for Ye Chuan to say a word.
"It's difficult, it's difficult."
Ye Chuan shook his head. He already had an idea in his mind, but he didn't agree at all. He said: "I owe you a favor in the tomb of the Great Lord. Now that I have seen the map you have treasured for many years, logically I should help you. . But helping people resolve life-and-death disasters is too dangerous. Even I am not completely sure. If we are not careful, we will be wiped out. Besides, not long ago, you threatened to do something to Ye Lanqing and other female disciples. In the future, you will follow If I meet them next to me, wouldn’t it be..."
The face of the old demon outlying island cultivator blushed, and he smiled coquettishly, "Sir, um..., I'm just trying to scare people. You also know that the overseas world is full of fierce cultivators and demons, and those who are not fierce enough have long been killed. It's gone, so..., so if you're not fierce enough, you should at least pretend to be fierce, so that people don't dare to have ideas against you easily... "
The old devil Lidao Sanren hesitated and felt a little embarrassed.
Not long ago, he threatened to rape and then kill his younger female disciples. Now, he eagerly wants to be loyal to others. No matter how thick-skinned he is, he is a little embarrassed.
"Oh, that's it, I understand."
Ye Chuan nodded and looked at the old demon Lidao Sanren who was blushing to the ears. The smile on his face became even brighter. He changed his tone and said: "There is one thing that I think I need to make clear first. In fact, I am not a Ben." The Supreme Elder of the Leimen, Ben Leizi, is not even from this overseas world, I am just an unqualified disciple of a third-rate sect in Middle-earth. So what, do you still want to be loyal to me?"
As Ye Chuan spoke, he took the initiative to take off the big hat on his head, revealing a face with distinct features.
Looking at Ye Chuan, who was younger than Hong Tao, the top disciple of Benlei Sect, the old devil Lidao Sanren was a little dumbfounded, but it didn't take long for him to react and nodded hastily, "Yes, I, Zhong Moli, swear allegiance to you, sir. Please be extra merciful, sir. Don’t worry, sir, I will never reveal your true identity. I don’t know Benleizi, the Supreme Elder of Benlei Sect, and I have never met him.”
There are so many magical powers in the wild world, and there are so many people who want to seize a body or reincarnate and rebuild. The most taboo thing for such people is to reveal their identity in the previous life, so as not to have strong enemies from the previous life come to kill them when their cultivation is not enough.
The more Ye Chuan denied it, the more the old devil Liandao Sanren recognized his identity as Ben Leizi, the legendary Supreme Elder of Benlei Sect, and the more respectful his face became.
Seeing the old devil's expression, Ye Chuan couldn't laugh or cry, and he didn't bother to explain anymore, "Zhong Moli, have you thought it through clearly?"
"I have thought it through, sir, you must save me." The old devil nodded firmly without any hesitation, "Don't worry, sir, I can swear a poisonous oath to you. If you betray me in the future, I will..."
"Okay, I don't need your oath, you just need to fuse this drop of blood."
Ye Chuan interrupted the old devil's oath to leave the island and silently recited the Demon Refining and Devouring Heaven formula to force out a drop of blood essence. With a flick of his finger, the drop of blood essence disappeared into the old devil's eyebrows.
The old devil paused in his heart, realizing that Ye Chuan's power was far beyond his expectation. While being respectful, he was also more frightened, and he did not dare to think of betrayal.