Although it is a quiet place, there is no peace of mind.

...

In the home of the Gods, this picturesque place, Fang Junmei could not calm down and practice. The so-called catastrophe and so-called prophecy in Hanshankou always gave him a bad feeling, as if he was about to be involved in a big storm.

I feel restless and my practice is intermittent, and I come out of seclusion from time to time to inquire about news.

...

In this way, it will take more than ten years in a flash.

On this day, Bai Lu took the initiative to meet Fang Junmei.

"But there is news about Xiaoshang?"

Fang Junmei asked immediately.

Bai Lu nodded and said, "The eyes and ears of our gods found out that Sister Xiaoman had stayed in the Tianyin clan for a long time to help them resist the naked clan, and the transformation of the Taoist heart was successful."

"That's great, then what?"

"Later, we seemed to leave. Wherever we went, we didn't find out. Brother Dao wanted to know, and I probably had to go to the Tianyin clan to visit some monks who had been with Sister Xiaoman back then."

Bai Lu answered quickly, obviously having helped him sort out the news, and this woman was also growing rapidly.

After saying that, he first showed up a map of the territory of the Hundred Tribes, and briefly introduced several monks who had been friends with Yang Xiaoman.

Fang Jun nodded slightly.

"In addition, we did not find out the Piao Shuang clan that Brother Dao was looking for, but we found out the news about another person, the Emperor of Blood Sea."

Bai Lu said again.

"Where is he?"

When Fang Junmei heard this, her eyes burst out with a splendor, and finally the whereabouts of a big enemy were seen. The atmosphere in the room instantly became a little cold.

Bai Lu stared at him and said with great meaning: "Brother Dao, can you tell that the Wood Spirit Clan in our hundreds of tribes have two cultivators in the realm of spiritual ancestors, the Great Master of Immortal Li and the Great Master of Fusang?"

Fang Jun nodded, his eyes already gathered.

"This Emperor of Blood Sea is the youngest disciple of the Great Lord of Fusang. I heard that because of his similar temperament, he is very grateful to him. Now he has considerable real power in the Wood Spirit Clan."

Bai Lu said again.

...

In trouble!

Fang Jun frowned.

If Emperor Xuehai had the Mu Ling clan and Fusang Dazun as his backer, unless he could find a way to make this person alone, it would be almost impossible to kill him in a short time.

"Brother Dao, no matter what kind of hatred you have with this person, you must think twice before acting."

Bai Lu reminded.

Fang Jun nodded slightly.

Since I had received the news, I would not leave any more. I bid farewell to Bai Lu and her parents and set off.

Bai Lu kept sending him out of the Gods' home.

"Brother Dao, are you really not the one who is prophetic in our clan?"

This is Bai Lu's last sentence.

Fang Junmei felt a headache again when she heard this.

...

The territory of the Hundred Tribes is composed of several huge continents and a large number of islands, and races of all sizes are scattered in it.

After Fang Junmei set out on the road, he went straight to the direction of the Tianyin clan, and he did not intend to get involved in anything on the road.

There were quite a lot of struggles along the way.

Many races in the hundreds of tribes have a lot of old grievances. As the number of tribe members expands, more monks have emerged, and new hatreds have been intertwined.

Fang Junmei ignored it and just rushed to the road.

I thought that his current state would not dare to covet him.

A hurry all the way.

...

On this day, I finally arrived at Green Sea City, one of the three main cities of the Tianyin clan, which was also the place where Yang Xiaoman of course fought.

Only a few thousand years have passed, and Yang Xiaoman still has a huge reputation here. After just a little inquiry, Fang Junmei learned about her.

After showing that he was her Taoist partner, a Tianyin clan member guided him to go to Guiyuan Shop in the Cultivation Market to inquire.

It was the spiritual sense that it was a pharmacy.

When he entered the store, a woman with a very beautiful appearance was greeting the guests with versatility. When she saw Fang Junmei coming in, she didn't care much, but just nodded slightly, which was considered a greeting.

After a cup of tea, there was no one else in the store.

"What do you want to buy, this human senior?"

The woman asked.

"I came to find out about Xiaoru's news."

Fang Junmei replied lightly.

"Are you her human Taoist partner?"

The woman said in shock.

Fang Jun nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the woman thought for a moment with a complicated expression. She first closed the store before she asked Fang Junmei to sit down. After introducing that, she was Yin Yueer, a friend of Yang Xiaoman in the Tianyin clan.

"The thing I worry most may finally happen."

Yin Xiaoer said.

"What does fellow Taoist mean?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows and eyes shot out.

Yin Qi'er looked bitter, thought for a while, and said, "I left us shortly after Xiao Man changed his heart in Dao, saying that she was going back to the human race. But shortly after she left, a storm broke out in our hundreds of races' territory."

After saying that, Fang Jun's expression immediately looked ugly when he told the story of the Mu Ling tribe arresting Mu Xiu everywhere.

It’s the Wood Spirit Clan again!

"We later sent someone to inquire about Xiaoman's news, but we never got it. Over the years, we have been praying that she has returned home..."

Yin Yue'er said this, but she remembered the conversation to change for a while and said, "But this is still our guess. Xiao Gu might have gone to other places or been delayed by other opportunities."

Fang Junmei could hear this kind of comforting words back then.

Although the tiger's eyes were condensed, they were still calm enough and their minds were flying.

"What happened later? Is there any news about the monks who were captured by the Mu Ling clan? What was the Mu Ling clan trying to do to capture them?"

Fang Junmei asked.

Yin Jier shook her head and said, "After that, there has been no news from them again. What they are going to do, ordinary monks have no way to know."

"There is no race, can you ask them for an explanation?"

Fang Junmei asked again.

Yin Li'er smiled bitterly and said, "There are all ants under the Spirit Ancestor. The Wood Spirit Clan takes action and is very reasonable. Even if you encounter those races with the spiritual ancestor cultivators, you will only be insignificant Mu Xiu. Small and medium-sized races like our Tianyin Clan can only swallow their anger."

Fang Junmei became silent when she heard this, and her mind became heavier than ever before.

If Yang Xiaoman was really captured by the Mu Ling clan, how would he save him? I am afraid that once he arrives on the territory of the Mu Ling clan, he will be particularly concerned because of his human identity, let alone, his old enemy, Emperor Blood Sea, is still there.

...

"If I want to inquire about whether Xiaoman has been arrested, who should I go to?"

Fang Jun asked Xiang Yin'er as if he was dead.

Yin Lier thought for a moment after hearing this: "The Mu Ling tribe is now divided into two sects. The people from the Fusang Dazun's sect are almost certainly the mastermind of that incident, but the Xianli Dazun should also know it, at least they will know it later. However, it is difficult to say whether he knows whether Xiao Gu was arrested. If you can find him, you can ask for advice."

"Where is he usually?"

"I heard that most of the time he spent in seclusion in Tianlao Mountain. Although everyone could go to the periphery of Tianlao Mountain, his status was too noble and most of them would not see you."

The pronunciation and lyrics are very subtle.

Fang Junmei nodded slightly and said disrespectfully: "Even so, I still have to try it."

Yin Xiaoer nodded happily after hearing this.

...

"You have an introduction to the monks from the Great Master of Fusang. The more you have, the better. Don't be too detailed. Just give me a look. The realm is between the mortal beings and the ancestral orifices."
To be continued...