At this time, Lin Yinping looked solemn, and his spiritual sense quickly spread around, searching the place carefully.

Suddenly, her figure flashed, her slender waist swayed slightly, and she appeared seven or eight feet away in an instant.

She stretched out her hand and picked up something from the ground. After looking at it carefully, her expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

The young man murmured to himself:
"My master didn't say much, he just handed the natal magic disk to me and promised me that if there was anything unusual with the natal magic disk."

"Or if he hasn't returned after a certain period of time, immediately inform the seniors so that they can rescue him in time."

"No need to say more, your master must have met with an unexpected accident."

As Lin Yinping spoke, he raised his hand and something shot straight at the young man.

The young man hurriedly reached out to catch it, and when he saw clearly what was in his hand, his heart sank to the bottom.

It was a small piece of yellow wood with a faint glow of light on it.

It was the fragment of the old man's destroyed wooden shield.

The young man looked pale. He said, "This is from my master Mu Kui's shield. This shield is extremely strong and has amazing defensive power. How could it be destroyed?"

Ge Tianhao ignored the young man and said to Saint Tianlan:
"Fellow Daoist Lin, it seems that Old Man Xiao is no longer alive."

"I didn't really believe that person had the ability to kill cultivators of the same level, but now it seems that this person is even more powerful than we expected."

“Although Old Man Xiao is only an early Nascent Soul cultivator, he is proficient in several extraordinary escape techniques. He was killed without even a cry for help.”

"It can be seen that this person's magical power is no less than that of a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. I'm afraid we can't deal with him with just a few of us."

Lin Yinping frowned and said slowly:
"Why, Brother Ge, don't you plan to take back your clan's treasure?"

"Since the Guiluo Banner has fallen into this man's hands, there is a high probability that the four elders of your sect will also die in his hands."

The elder of Yinluo Sect was murdered and the sect's most valuable treasure was also stolen.

Even if this person is not a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, the Yinluo Sect will not let it go.

And this person seems to have a deep hatred for Tianlan Grassland, otherwise Fellow Daoist Lin, as the saint of her clan, would not have stayed in Dajin for several years for him.

Ge Tianhao laughed dryly, the implication of his words was obvious.

If you can kill this man, Lin Yinping promises to add 20% of the reward on top of the conditions that the Temple originally agreed to for your sect.

But one of the treasures on this person must be selected by the temple first.

Lin Yinping pursed her red lips and suddenly smiled sweetly and said.

Thirty percent of the reward will be used to capture and kill such a powerful cultivator. I don’t know how many people our sect will lose.

As for the treasures, our sect has already promised your Excellency, and there will be no further discussion.

Ge Tianhao responded without hesitation.

After a slight hesitation, Lin Yinping agreed immediately, saying that he could accept this condition.

"Very good. As a saint of Tuwu, you will not go back on your word."

"Junior Brother Hu, quickly send a sound transmission note to summon all the elders and disciples of our sect in Jinjing to search for this person with all your strength."

"Since this person has gone to the market, he will definitely attend the auction. This is a perfect opportunity for us to catch him."

"All actions must be carried out in secret and must not attract the attention of other sects' cultivators. Low-level disciples must not act rashly."

"If the elders have not gathered together, you should not act rashly."

"If we want to capture this person, we should try to lure him into the magic circle and then attack him together. This is the most appropriate strategy."

Ge Tianhao turned and said to another male cultivator from the Yinluo Sect.

"Do we need to inform Sect Master Fang? After all, the Fourth Elder went there on his orders, but unfortunately died in the end." The male cultivator asked.

"Since the last plan to repair the Ghost Luo Banner was only half completed, and the incident with the Fourth Elder also happened, Sect Master Fang has already made the Great Elder and the others extremely dissatisfied."

"It is rumored that he is currently in seclusion refining a powerful treasure. Even if we rush here now, we won't be able to catch the auction."

"However, you can send him a sound transmission note first. If we fail to capture this person, we can then use their group of people to deal with him together."

After a little hesitation, Ge Tianhao nodded.

After some careful discussion, everyone immediately controlled their escape vehicles and left the place.

To avoid causing a commotion among mortals, they hid their bodies after rising into the air.

Although there are regulations in Jinjing City prohibiting monks from flying, such rules are not taken seriously by monks from large sects like the Yinluo Sect.

At the same time, Chen Yun was walking on a sparsely populated street more than 20 miles away.

He used his spiritual sense to probe the old man's storage bag in his sleeve and found that the items in it were complicated and varied, requiring careful attention to distinguish.

Suddenly, Chen Yun paused, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Why, what did you find?"

Lord Dayan transmitted the message, with a somewhat lazy tone in his voice.

"What is this? I have never seen it before."

Chen Yun turned his palm over, and a slender jade bottle about six or seven inches high appeared in his hand. It was emerald green all over and was exquisitely made.

He stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the neck of the bottle twice. A needle-like chill came from his fingertips, and Chen Yun couldn't help but show a look of surprise and doubt on his face.

Then, he held up the jade bottle with one hand and shook it gently, from which a faint sound of liquid flowing could be heard.

Chen Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and his expression became serious.

Chen Yun looked at the small bottle, his heart full of curiosity.

However, the liquid in the bottle seemed to contain some strange power that even his spiritual sense could not penetrate.

He whispered to himself, "Could it be some kind of spiritual fluid in there?"

Dayan God reminded him: "This is a mortal street. Don't rush to open it, so as not to cause trouble. Check it carefully after you go back."

Chen Yun calmly took the vial back into his hand, already having a plan in mind.

He knew the auction was the only way to get the materials he needed, and he took the risk despite the danger.

As long as you try to avoid the late Nascent Soul cultivators coming to Jinjing, there shouldn't be too many problems.

After all, he didn't believe that there was another spirit beast in Jinjing that could see through illusions.

Dayan God also agreed with his opinion and said that when necessary, he would use the "Shocking Soul Stab" magical power of Dayan Jue to help Chen Yun.

Chen Yun was delighted and said respectfully to the senior: "Thank you for your guidance, I can rest assured now."

An hour later, Chen Yun slipped back to the Taoist temple leisurely like an ordinary mortal.

After chatting with the master for a while, he walked back to his room leisurely.

After entering the house, Chen Yun casually set up a few temporary magic circles, then carefully took out the small green bottle and placed it in front of him to examine it carefully.

After a moment, he reached out and gently grasped the lid of the jade bottle. With a flash of spiritual light, the bottle lid was lightly pulled up. Suddenly, a cold light shot out from the bottle, and the temperature of the whole room suddenly dropped.

Even though Chen Yun had already practiced the cold power of the Purple Luo Extreme Fire, he was still frightened by the sudden chill.

Chen Yun was shocked and immediately activated the purple flame in his body. A layer of purple flame instantly covered his entire body.

When the cold light touched the purple flame, it was immediately repelled.

Wherever the cold light swept through the entire house, a thick layer of ice condensed.

Fortunately, several layers of restrictions had already been set up in the house, otherwise the cold air would have probably seeped out of the house.

It seems that although this cold light is not as powerful as the Purple Luo Extreme Fire, its extreme coldness is almost the same as the Qianlan Ice Flame.

"What on earth is this?" Chen Yun couldn't help but mutter to himself in confusion.

Chen Yun was full of curiosity about the small bottle in his hand. He shook it gently, and a cold light spurted out of the bottle.

He watched the cold light spread in the air, making the room even colder, and then moved the small bottle in front of him.

Through the misty cold air, he saw a faint, dazzling silver light flashing in the bottle.

"Pour a drop from the bottle and carefully catch it on the jade plate. Let me take a closer look."

The voice of Lord Dayan suddenly became a little excited.

Chen Yun's heart moved, and he quickly took out a palm-sized jade disc from the storage bag. He held the small bottle tightly in his other hand and trembled his wrist slightly.

A drop of silver liquid slowly fell from the bottle mouth, making a crisp sound and then dripped into the jade dish, turning into a silver bead the size of a grain of rice, which kept rotating in the dish.

To Chen Yun's surprise, the silver bead did not emit any cold air and looked very ordinary.

"It is indeed true. This is indeed the cold marrow that can only be produced from ten thousand year old ice jade."

Lord Dayan sighed and spoke slowly.

"I have heard of the Ten Thousand Year Ice Jade. As for the Cold Marrow, it seems to be extremely precious."

Chen Yun asked in surprise.

"Cold marrow is essentially a type of chalcedony commonly used in alchemy and refining. However, this substance only grows in ten thousand year old black jade. It is very rare in the world and it is difficult for ordinary people to see it."

"As far as I know, the Beiye Xiaoji Palace in the northwest of the Great Jin Dynasty has a small bottle of cold marrow, which has been passed down from generation to generation as a treasure to guard the mountain."

"There is no other place that produces this thing. The snow crystal bead you refined before was made from the ten thousand year old black jade."

Lord Dayan explained calmly.

Chen Yun's eyes were fixed on the silver beads in the jade plate.

This silver bead is extremely rare, and seems to carry endless mystery and unknown.

Chen Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, with a look of doubt and inquiry in his eyes, and asked softly:
"Such a rare item must be extraordinary, right?"

Dayan God nodded slightly and said slowly:
"The specialness of this silver bead is far beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators."

"For us monks, it is mostly just a top-level auxiliary material used to refine magic tools or elixirs."

"However, if this silver bead falls into the hands of the demon race, it will cause a thrilling storm. You know, this is an excellent life-saving item for demon beasts when they are experiencing the thunder tribulation of transformation."

When Chen Yun heard this, even though he had some guesses in his mind, he was still slightly shocked by the news.

The demon clan's transformation thunder tribulation is a major catastrophe that concerns the demon clan's survival and fate, and this inconspicuous silver bead in front of him actually plays such a key role in it.

In the world of immortal cultivation, there are many high-level monsters, but those that can cultivate to the top level of level seven and successfully survive the catastrophe of transformation are extremely rare.

This is because the power of heavenly thunder has a restraining effect on most monsters, and thunder tribulation is almost equivalent to death for them.

In order to cope with this challenge, the monster undergoing the tribulation will choose to take a drop of silver bead transformed from cold marrow in advance.

By refining this drop of silver bead, the monster can significantly reduce the damage caused by lightning to its body within a certain period of time.

It can be seen from this that this kind of cold marrow is undoubtedly a rare thing for monsters.

However, in the world of immortal cultivation, there are not many human cultivators who know about the existence of this thing.

Beiye Xiaoji Palace is famous for its unique cold-attribute skills, and its training method is quite peculiar.

During my travels in Da Jin, I had a fight with a high-ranking monk in the palace, so I had the honor of recognizing this item.

It is said that every thousand years or so, some high-level monsters in the territory of Dajin will secretly gather at the Xiaoji Palace on the North Ming Ice Island and launch a fierce attack.

Their purpose is to force the monks in the palace to hand over part of their cold marrow.

"Is there such a thing?"

Chen Yun expressed doubts about the news.

Lord Dayan explained to Chen Yun the reason why the demon cultivators attacked Beiye Xiaoji Palace.

He pointed out that without the help of the cold marrow, the chances of the monster successfully surviving the transformation calamity were extremely low.

However, even if they obtain the cold marrow, their chances of survival will increase significantly, so the demon cultivators will try their best to obtain the cold marrow.

Several old monsters in the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters usually take the lead in this matter, because even if the attack fails, these monsters will not suffer too much damage.

He further explained that Beiye Xiaoji Palace inherited the secret skills of an ancient monk with great magical powers, and its forbidden formation was extremely powerful.

Especially since this island is located on the cold eye of the Tianyuan Yinmai, the surrounding area is freezing cold for thousands of miles.

For monsters that have not practiced cold-attributed techniques, most of their spiritual power is needed to resist the invasion of cold air, and they are unable to fight with the monks of Beiye Xiaoji Palace with all their strength.

Therefore, despite the fierce attacks of the demon cultivators every time, they have never truly conquered Beiming Island.

Dayan Shenjun asked whether the small bottle in Chen Yun's hand had any special markings, and pointed out that there was a snowflake-like pattern on the bottom, which might be some kind of mark.

Chen Yun's expression changed, and he stretched out his finger and touched the bottom of the bottle.

Dayan Divine Lord nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the bottle of cold marrow, and said in a deep voice:

"Yes, this is the unique mark of Beiming Island. This cold marrow is a treasure of Xiaoji Palace, but it appeared in the storage bag of this Yuanying early stage cultivator. This is quite strange."

Chen Yun pondered for a moment, frowned, and said slowly:
"Everything in the world is unpredictable. This item may have been stolen from Beiming Island by someone else, or it may have accidentally fallen into the hands of this person after a monk from Beiming Island defected with the treasure."

"However, you mentioned that this cold marrow can only be used as an auxiliary for us cultivators to refine magic tools and elixirs."

"If that's the case, why would the monks of Beiye Xiaoji Palace have to fight monsters for generations? Wouldn't it be easier to just hand it over?"

In the Dajin immortal cultivation world, some cultivators who knew the inside story and had doubts had already noticed something unusual.

Xiaoji Palace announced that this move was aimed at curbing the existence of level eight and above monsters in the world of immortal cultivation in order to maintain the stability of the world of immortal cultivation in Dajin.

After all, just one bottle of cold marrow is enough to give birth to dozens of level eight monsters. This power is very likely to break the balance among the various forces in Dajin and cause chaos.

However, this kind of rhetoric is just to deceive ordinary people.

In the past, there was a female cultivator of high status in Xiaoji Palace, who seemed to be its deputy palace master. Because of her rude words, she was defeated in a duel with me and was killed by me.

Afterwards, I used soul-searching techniques to explore his memory, and unexpectedly obtained a secret about cold marrow. (End of this chapter)