In less than two incense sticks, Zhenjiu copied the map seen in the dream through memory.

It's not detailed, but it's already possible to make out the general direction.

An arrow points to the wide waterfall and river, which represents the waterfall cliff, where the dragon's tooth of its own god was born.

The second arrow points to a mountain with dozens of peaks in a circle, clustered in the middle of the moon in the shape of stars holding the moon.

If memory serves, this terrain is very much like the location where the Disaster Came to be.

The mountain peak in the middle should be the battlefield where Ge ruthlessly snatched the divine soldiers back then.

Zhenjiu shifted his gaze to the direction of the two arrows pointing behind him, the third pointing to the north and the fourth pointing to the south.

According to the annotation on the map, the location of the arrow on the north side is also a mountain.

However, there are thousands of rivers crisscrossing the mountains, making the area rich in water vapor and often cloudy.

Now the divine soldiers who have not yet been born are only the two handles of the mist of the clouds and mountains and the mandate of heaven.

Judging from the name alone, the divine weapons hidden in this misty mountain must be the mist of the clouds and mountains.

In this way, the south should be the Divine Soldier's Destiny.

But when Zhenjiu saw the location pointed by the arrow to the south, his doubts were like layers of veils, trapping his excitement.

To the south is an extremely wide, deep rift, like a scar on the earth.

However, all the cultivators in the world knew that this location was the territory of one of the ten major sects, the Ink Shadow Valley.

It shouldn't be, how could the Divine Soldier's Destiny be in the Valley of Ink Shadow.

Could it be that thousands of years have passed, and no one in the Ink Shadow Valley knows that they have hidden divine weapons?

Of course, there is also a possibility that Ink Shadow Valley has found its destiny, but it has not made any public announcements.

But Zhenjiu still had doubts in his heart, if the Ink Shadow Valley had found the Mandate of Heaven, how could he never have heard of a vision of the birth of a divine soldier there.

After thinking for a moment, Zhenjiu no longer bothered about this problem.

The situation is very tense now, and there is not so much time to investigate the situation between the Ink Shadow Valley and the Divine Soldier's Destiny.

Find a new Divine Soldier as soon as possible and awaken it.

Using the vision at the time of birth, the various sects of Demon Punishment and Righteousness were dismantled by each other, and this huge and extraordinary force was dismantled.

Since there is a problem with the location of the Mandate of Heaven, then go to the mist of Yunshan.

Zhenjiu pulled out another blank piece of paper, drew the location of the mist of the clouds, and then urged the first map to crush into powder.

After doing all this, he re-disguised himself as a limp and pretended to be Mr. Yuchen to see Lin Minghao.

The strategist Mr. Yuchen asked to see him again, and Lin Minghao seemed very happy, because it meant that he was looking for a new divine soldier.

Mr. Yuchen respectfully handed the sketch to Lin Minghao and introduced.

"City Lord, this is a mountain with abundant moisture.

Located on the north side of the Cloud Sleeve Continent, the mist of the Divine Soldier Cloud Mountain should be hidden in this area. ”

Lin Minghao raised his eyebrows, his face showed surprise, but he was a little suspicious in his heart.

Divine weapons are not ordinary treasures, can they be found so easily?

Of course, Zhenjiu knew that Lin Minghao would not easily believe this sketch, so he pointed to the sky and the earth, and began to flicker. 163TXT

He told Lin Minghao that he had learned the secret art of family tradition since he was a child, and he could understand the movement of the stars in Zhou Tian and discern the changes in the fortune of the earth.

This is a kind of magic that predicts the future and inspires the past, which can clear the layers of fog in the world and see the direction of the flow of the long river of fate.

It's not enough to brag, you have to be practical to make these words more true.

So Zhenjiu told Lin Minghao that this kind of secret technique also has a great price, and every time he explores the truth of fate, he will shorten his own longevity.

And the clearer the truth of fate is known, the more Yang Shou will be shortened.

Listening to Mr. Yuchen's boasting, Lin Minghao understood, isn't this the fortune teller you can often see on the streets.

But Lin Minghao didn't say this, the fortune tellers on the street are just ordinary people, and fortune telling is to cheat some money.

But Mr. Yuchen in front of him is a cultivator, Lin Minghao has tested his strength before, at least he has a cultivation above the God Realm, and it may even be the Void God Realm.

Such a strong cultivator may not be able to really know any fortune-telling secret techniques and calculate the whereabouts of divine weapons.

Lin Minghao lowered his head and stared at the sketch, looked at it for a while and asked, "Isn't there a more specific location?"

The distance between this water-rich mountain and the Great Wilderness, the nearest Qianyun Sect post station, or which mountain peak is the divine soldier in?"

Mr. Yuchen shook his head slowly, and replied with a serious expression: "City Lord, as I said just now, the clearer the truth of fate you know, the more Yang Shou will be lost.

If I had directly searched for the location of the mist of the clouds, I am afraid that it would have turned into a white skeleton by now. ”

Lin Minghao originally wanted to ask about the specific content, but when he heard the strategist's answer, the words were suddenly blocked back into his throat.

Yes, this magical secret art must have a price.

Before defeating Wen Jianzong to avenge his father, he couldn't let this resourceful Mr. Yuchen die.

After thinking for a moment, he held his chin and said, "Since Mr. can't know the exact location, then leave the rest to the executor."

I will send them to the post station, inquire about the terrain on the north side of the Cloud Sleeve Continent, and find the mountains with abundant moisture.

As for how to wake up the divine soldier after finding the direction, I believe that Mr. can come up with a way. ”

"Don't worry, as long as the Commanders find that mountain, I will go with the City Lord and Yun You, and personally perform the Awakening Secret Technique. ”

Mr. Yuchen patted his chest and assured Lin Minghao, then bowed and saluted, limping out of the city lord's study.

After Mr. Yuchen left, Lin Minghao's surprised and excited expression disappeared instantly, and his face was a little gloomy.

He pulled out a leaflet from the drawer, squinted at the portrait of the big devil on it, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Stupid, do you really think I can't see who you are? ”

He folded the leaflet and stuffed it back into the drawer: "The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty."

In the righteous qi of the demons, there must be a lot of people eyeing the broken water dragon teeth, and now is not the time to snatch this divine weapon.

I didn't expect that this Zhenjiu still has some ability, and the idea of uniting others to deal with Wen Jianzong really moved me. ”

Lin Minghao stood up, rummaged through the books on the bookshelf behind him, and after a while, he took out a book called "Cloud Sleeve Divine Soldiers", and opened it to read it page by page.

"Cloud Sleeve Divine Soldiers" contains many legends, rumors, and secret anecdotes, all about the four divine soldiers.

It is pointed out that the Divine Soldier Cloud Mountain Mist is a sword, and it is a sword like no other.

Seeing this, Lin Minghao took a deep breath and said to himself: "If Zhenjiu didn't lie to me, the fog of Yunshan is indeed in that mountain.

Then when I get the sword, I'll let him go.

After all, the Broken Water Dragon's Tooth is a knife, and to me, it is still worse than the fog of Yunshan. ”