"My younger brother Hua Caier, I have met you, thank you for helping you."

The woman with spiritual roots hesitated for a moment and stepped forward to thank her.

The woman in yellow nodded slightly.

"Don't be afraid, I have no malice to you, tell me about your affairs."

The woman in yellow asked with some deep meaning.

The woman who claimed to be Hua Caier pondered for a moment and finally said, "I am a spiritual root transformed into a shape. After transforming into a shape, I wanted to go to join the Wood Spirit Clan, but I didn't expect that the Wood Spirit Clan had been destroyed. From then on, I practiced by myself. After... I met them, I was targeted by them."

The woman in yellow nodded slightly and asked again: "Where are you planning to go now?"

Hua Caier frowned and said, "...I don't know."

"I have always had a good relationship with several seniors from your Spirit Root Clan. Even one of my disciples is the Spirit Root Clan. Are you willing to go to my ring world to practice first, and when you arrive at a safe place, I will let you come out and stay with you."

The woman in yellow asked.

Hua Caier was not happy when she heard this, and she became cautious and alert.

You should know that after entering other people's ring world, your life can be said to be directly handed over to the other party, and no matter how you say it, it is still a human race.

...

A silence!

"Thank you for your kindness, senior."

After a while, Hua Caier said, "I am used to being free and unwilling to be restrained. Besides, it is my own business. I dare not bother with my seniors anymore. I would rather go on my own."

"...Forget it, let it go!"

The other party said this, and the woman in yellow had no choice but to do anything about it.

"Goodbye to senior!"

Hua Caier said another sentence, bowed and flew into the distance.

The woman in yellow looked at the direction she flew away, her eyes became so sad, and she said to herself: "Since you have to be reincarnated and reborn, you just turn into a spiritual root, and you insist on turning into a human race. Now you call me - how to shoulder the mission?"

The sound murmured like the wind.

...

No need to go, this woman is Yang Xiaoman.

She had already felt that her life's opportunities and destiny would probably fall on the Spirit Roots clan, but the question is - how can she win the trust of the Spirit Roots? Without the trust and follower of the Spirit Roots, everything will be free from discussion!

The road ahead of her is also long, long and difficult.

Shaking his head again, Yang Xiaokuan first took out the storage spaces for the blood Shura.

...

I took the thing and flew into the distance.

It was traveling, searching, and seeing the tragic situation of spiritual roots, and fighting and killing.

There is still almost no spiritual root and willing to go with her.

Fortunately, Yang Xiaoman gradually became open-minded, doing his best to do his best and leaving his will. I believe that one day, such a situation will eventually be reversed.

On this road, Yang Xiaoman clearly felt that his heart was trembling.

...

On this day, I went to another floating island.

This floating island, called Qingtian Island, has great spiritual energy and was once an island under the leadership of the Mu Ling clan.

After the Mu Ling clan was destroyed, several major battles broke out in the Qingtian Island. The Mu Ling clan who guarded the Qingtian Island died and fled.

In the end, this island was occupied by the cultivators of various races and became a place of mixed dragons and snakes.

...

After coming to the island, Yang Xiaoman also learned enough of Fang Junmei's habits. While shopping in the market, he was inquiring about information from all parties.

There are monks of all races on the island, and she is not noticeable. Before, Fang Junmei and Feng Taiping were two male human races who exposed the best innate spiritual treasures, and they could not implicate her, a woman race.

After most of the day, I heard a lot of news, but it seemed that there was nothing to do with me. In the end, I walked into the hall where I took over the task.

Of course, Yang Xiaoman also needs to practice.

Cultivation requires immortal jade.

She is gentle, loves life, does not like killing, and cannot make a living like Fang Junmei and Long Jinyi. Therefore, when she travels, she takes some tasks to subsidize her practice.

...

Soon, I entered the mission hall on the island.

After glanced around, there was no monk who was too familiar with him, and then he looked at the task on the chopping board like a bulletin board.

It was nothing more than tasks such as finding materials and chasing traitors. Yang Xiaorang swept through them one by one, but in the end he didn't find any good tasks that suit him.

But not far away, the whispers of the two monks attracted her attention.

"Brother Dao, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm not in good shape!"

One of them joked at the other.

The previous person was a snake human monk. He looked like a young woman. He was quite gorgeous and had a long figure. However, his tongue was bifurced and his pupils were triangular, which looked a bit terrifying.

The latter one was a very short monk. The old man looked a little pale and his breath was indeed a little listless. Both of them were at the middle level of the spirit.

"Don't mention it, I've fallen into trouble!"

The short old man waved his hand.

"Who has never fallen into trouble on the road of cultivation? If you come back, why should you be so depressed by Brother Dao?"

The snake woman smiled.

The short old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What's most depressing is that I didn't even see who the person who caused me to suffer. How to take revenge? With one blow, I was almost beaten to death by that guy. Fortunately, my turtle shell was still quite hard!"

The snake woman was stunned and said, "There will always be a place. Invite a few people, go through them slowly, and look for them slowly, and you can always find him."

"That place may not be revealed."

The short old man shook his head and sighed.

"Where is it? Don't keep it a secret, just say it!"

"It's where the Flighters Islands."

The snake woman got up.

Yang Xiaoman not far away, he heard it.

This escapee archipelago is also a mysterious place in the holy land of the Hundred Tribes. It is composed of a large area of ​​broken islands. These islands are wrapped in some fog that can be isolated from the exploration of the spiritual sense, like a natural fog array. However, this array can only isolate the exploration of the spiritual sense and weaken the power of fighting, these two functions.

In this way, a very interesting thing was born, that is, many desperate monks would escape here, using the unique power of heaven and earth here to get rid of their opponents, and even survive and hide there for a long time later.

It is said that even the Seven Dark Lords escaped there back then.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no place to be used as a foundation, I would have taken it completely.

...

"Since it's there, it seems that my little sister can't help you anymore."

The snake woman said.

The short old man smiled and said, "Friends Daoist, I appreciate it, but even if I can't find this place, I can still humiliate him."

"How to slander him?"

"The guy who sneaked into my attack on me did not show his face, but he was definitely a spiritual root, and he was a powerful guy in the spiritual root! As long as you release the news, there will be a large number of monks who will go there to find him and dig him out and slaughter him!"
Chapter completed!