The young man in purple pondered for a moment and said, "I can't point you in this wilderness, and there are no signs along the way. If Brother Yan doesn't mind, I will take you there!"

Yan Kaiting was sought by the court that he could not go to the wrong direction, so he said excitedly: "Of course I am very grateful! I don't know what the master calls me?"

"I'm from Yin Ze, a native of Jingzhou." After saying that, the young man looked at Yan Kaiting and Bing Ling beside him and said, "Dare you ask Brother Yan, is the divine beast next to you your mount?"

"Uh..." Yan Kaiting didn't know how to answer. Although he was the owner of Bing Ling and occasionally regarded it as a mount, most of the time, Yan Kaiting held Bing Ling in his arms. Judging from the current situation, Bing Ling's cultivation level was even higher than Yan Kaiting's court.

Moreover, whether the Ice Spirit can be described as a "divine beast" is still a question.

Bing Ling seemed to be unhappy with Yin Ze's question, and a whistling sounded, which scared Yin Ze.

"What's wrong? But what's the inconvenience?" Yan Kaiting asked.

Yin Ze scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "That evil man is so powerful. I have been injured. I am afraid that I can't walk fast. I lead the way for Brother Yan, and I am afraid that I will delay Brother Yan's time."

Yan Kaiting suddenly realized, and so, so he lined up a row of ice spirits and whispered: "Bing Ling, I feel wronged, let this person ride it!"

Bing Ling shook her hair all over her body, and her cold eyes looked at Yan Kaiting, which instantly made Yan Kaiting excited. Yan Kaiting immediately changed into a flattering smile and said, "A hundred dried fish?"

Aww~ A whirlwind surged into the sky, and the ice spirit turned into a giant beast like a hill. Before Yin Ze could react, he was so scared that he sat on the ground by the scene in front of him!

"Brother Yin, don't be afraid. Bing Ling is so big. Please go up with me!" Yan Kaiting was not polite, and he picked up Yin Ze and jumped onto Bing Ling's back. As they sat firmly, Bing Ling began to run wildly on the wasteland. As they ran, blue flames ignited on their feet and instantly soared into the air!

Yin Ze was shocked. In his perception, Yan Kaiting was just a master who was one or two levels higher than his cultivation level. How could there be such a magical object? In his opinion, the power of Bing Ling was difficult to control even if he was a real person!

Yan Kaiting kept reminding Yin Ze to carefully identify the direction. After a while, the two of them arrived at the place where Xie Wuxiang was taken away.

As soon as he landed, Yan Kaiting felt a familiar atmosphere when he saw a piece of white cloth under a piece of gravel. Yan Kaiting hurried over and a faint fragrance of lotus came in an instant, which was Xie Wuxiang's breath!

This was a torn white veil, which should have been cut by the sharp gravel around it. Yan Kaiting picked up the white veil, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, then folded it carefully and put it in his arms. He turned around and looked at Yin Ze, with a heavy gaze, and said, "Do you know where the demon god brought her?"

This is the first time Yin Ze heard of a demon god, but it shouldn’t be the time to be curious now. After all, saving people is the priority, so he said, “When I fainted, I saw that they were leaving in this direction!”

While speaking, pointing in one direction.

Yan Kaiting patted Bingling and asked, "Bingling, can your perception be in this direction?"

"Aowu~" Bing Ling gave a positive answer.

Yin Ze watched Yan Kaiting talk to Bing Ling, felt curious, and asked, "Dare you ask Brother Yan, are you really... its owner?"

Yan Kaiting was stunned and asked back, "Why, don't you look like this?"

Yin Ze smiled foolishly, "I have lived for more than ten years and have seen all kinds of rare beasts. I have never seen them like this... uh, why have I seen them? How can I say it? I always feel that it seems... better than you."

Yan Kaiting looked dark, why did this kid just open his eyes and tell the truth? Isn’t it so embarrassing? Yan Kaiting coughed twice and said, “This… I am the owner of it after all, right, Bingling?”

Yan Kaiting smiled and touched Bing Ling, summoned in his heart: "I'll give you another hundred dried fish."

"Aowu~" Bing Ling responded and became intimate with Yan in court. He looked like he was acting coquettishly to his master.

Yin Ze felt that he was going to be envious!

"Don't delay, let's go first!" After saying that, Yan Kaiting asked, "Brother Yin, do you still want to go with me? The demon god has great magical powers. If we add up, it's no right. The three of us are not his opponents. It must be a great disaster to go there this time."

Yin Ze looked firm and said, "How can you give up halfway through doing things?! Of course, you have to go with Brother Yan!"

Yan opened the court and said, "Brother Yin brought me here and pointed out the direction. It was already the end of kindness and righteousness. There is really no need to take risks again!"

Yin Ze refused, grabbed Yan Kaiting's sleeve and said, "One more person means one more power. Don't look at me now, I will recover in less than a moment! In addition, if I have cultivated my whole body of cultivation, but I only care about myself, regardless of the life and death of others... then how can I do it!!"

Looking at Yin Ze's earnest gaze, Yan Kaiting was silent and said, "Okay!! Thank you brother Yin Ze, then let's go!!"

After saying that, Yan Kaiting and Yin Ze jumped on Bing Ling again, running wildly towards the place where Xie Wuxiang was arrested.

It was dusk, and the dusk swept across the world. The uninhabited wasteland was also coated with a layer of golden light. The two young men were both determined in their eyes. Looking ahead, they suddenly soared into the air. At this moment, they faced the sunset, as if they were about to run into the round red sun, turned into a black dot, and disappeared into the distance.

In Sishui City, heavy rain had stopped. Fu Mingxuan walked on the street with a dark face, and he always felt a grudge against Yan Kaiting's departure.

There are some grudges, but there are also some concerns.

But what is the solution? How can this kid be relieved from childhood to adulthood?

As Fu Mingxuan walked, he saw pedestrians around him avoiding him. As soon as he stopped, a carriage appeared in front of him.

The coachman jumped down and slowly opened the curtain. A woman in red appeared from the sedan chair.

The woman in red is thin, and her red dress sets off her snow-like skin. On her porcelain white face, she has a pair of phoenix eyes and smiles, and she has a beautiful curved red lips, as bright as a drop of blood on the snow. Looking at Fu Mingxuan, the woman walked over with light but elegant steps.

"Immortal." When I walked to Fu Mingxuan, the woman squatted down and saluted Fu Mingxuan. "I don't know which sect Immortal is, how can I have time to visit this Sishui City?"

Fu Mingxuan snorted coldly, did he ask questions without knowing the reason? He just wanted to know his name and took a turn.

I heard Fu Mingxuan say lightly: "Xiaoyoumen, Fu Hanzhou."

Hearing this, the woman in red looked shaking, her whole body trembled, and she was both happy and surprised, saying, "Mo Shu, the eldest daughter of the tenth generation of the Mo family, can you plead for the first time to come to the mansion and let us have some good hospitality?"

Fu Mingxuan said coldly: "I'm just passing here. Is there anything you guys?"

Mo Shu raised her head, looked at Fu Mingxuan, and said sincerely: "My father has invited me, and said I have something to tell you, and I will definitely be interested?"

"Oh? He doesn't know who I am? How could he still know I'm interested?"

Mo Shu said: "My father said that as long as you are a small family, you will be interested."

Fu Mingxuan frowned and looked at the sky. It should be some time before Shang Yuanmin arrived, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then you will lead the way ahead."

When Mo Shu got this, she was naturally overjoyed and said, "Why do you have to enter the carriage with me?"

Fu Mingxuan waved his hand and said, "Just walk."

Mo Shu received the order, and then turned around and said to the coachman. The coachman nodded repeatedly and walked aside with the carriage.

"Then the immortal, let me go with me." Mo Shu made a gesture of invitation, Fu Mingxuan nodded, and the two of them walked towards Mo's mansion in the slightly surprised eyes of pedestrians around him.

After the two left, everyone around them sighed, and someone said, "Miss Mo is always cold and arrogant. I don't know who this kid is? He actually asked Miss Mo to salute him!!"

Someone made a silent gesture and said, "That's the head of Xiaoyoumen!! Not to mention Miss Mo, even Mo's master must be polite when he sees him!"

Everyone was talking, looking at Mo Shu and Fu Mingxuan's distant figures, their eyes were both envious and jealous.

Mo Mansion is located in the west city of Sishui City. It is built on Qinshan and is very large in scale. This allows you to see its dominant position in Sishui City. After Mo Shu led Fu Mingxuan into the magnificent gate, a courtyard with a Jiangnan courtyard pattern appeared in front of Fu Mingxuan.

Whether it is a rockery, a corridor, a pool of clear water, or a pavilion, it is a typical Jiangnan style, graceful and fresh but elegant, lively but not contrary to solemnity. As we walked, Fu Mingxuan only felt that these seemingly ordinary scenery was not simple, arranged in a staggered but orderly manner, like a natural magic circle everywhere.

It seems that this Mo Mansion is really not simple.

So, what exactly does this Mo Master need to say?

Fu Mingxuan followed Mo Shu into the Mo Mansion Hall and saw a man about fifty years old standing in the hall with his hands on his back. He was majestic, wearing wide-sleeved clothes, heroic eyebrows and eyes, full of sharpness in his eagle eyes, black hair mixed with gray white, and tied high above his head, very energetic.

The moment he saw Fu Mingxuan, the middle-aged man walked towards Fu Mingxuan and bowed, "In Xia Sishui City Mo Jianying, it is a great honor to welcome Fu's first cabin to our mansion."

Fu Mingxuan also reached out and bowed to Mo Jianying, saying, "I am Fu Hanzhou and passed through Sishui City. I heard that Senior Mo had something to tell me about, but I don't know what it was?"

Fu Mingxuan also said it straightforwardly, without any concealment. Although Mo Jianying's cultivation is so high than him, he is not a real person after all, and Fu Mingxuan really doesn't feel like he is going around with him.

Mo Jianying chuckled a few times and said, "Don't worry, please let me show you something first."

After saying that, he winked at Mo Shu, and Mo Shu bowed to the two of them and slowly retreated out of the hall.

After Mo Shu retreated and closed the hall gate, Mo Jianying stretched out his hand, and suddenly a long sword appeared in his hand.

Fu Mingxuan was slightly shocked when he saw the long sword!

There is a small door!

The sword of Xiaoyoumen will be granted only by disciples who have officially been recognized by Xiaoyoumen. This long sword is equivalent to a kind of identity recognition. Only in the hands of oneself can it exert its due power. When it comes to others, it is just an ordinary long sword.

Looking at the long sword in Mo Jianying's hand with rich sword energy, Fu Mingxuan said, "This..."

Mo Jianying smiled and said, "Yes, I'm from Xiaoyoumen."

In addition to being shocked, Fu Mingxuan asked about the other party’s seniority and suddenly realized that the two were brothers!

Fu Mingxuan looked at Mo Jianying, who was dozens of years older than Shang Yuanmin and was enough to be his father, and said, "Senior Brother."

Mo Jianying waved his hand and said, "Don't do this for the head of Fu. Xiaoyoumen is already doing something in the past. Since I came out of the door, I have never told anyone about my identity."

Fu Mingxuan wanted to ask Mo Jianying why he had a chance to come out since childhood, but then he thought about it and still couldn't ask.

Mo Jianying walked to a long table in the hall, poured two cups of tea, handed one to Fu Mingxuan, and then picked up another cup himself, and said indifferently: "I know you are pursuing the demon god."

Fu Mingxuan's eyes suddenly opened wide and looked at Mo Jianying. Although he could now be sure that the person who responded to Xie Wuxiang's messaging talisman at that time should be the person in front of him, unless the Xiaoyoumen messaging talisman was the designated person to receive, even if others intercepted it, they would not know the content.

Fu Mingxuan asked, "How did Senior Brother... know?"

Mo Jianying sighed slightly, and his expression dimmed, and he said, "It's a long way to say this, let me talk to you slowly."

So the two of them sat at the long table and talked about some past events many years ago with a pot of hot tea.

"That was more than fifty years ago. I was just an ordinary disciple of Xiaoyou Sect. At that time, I had not become a formal disciple, but just... a little boy from Xiaoyou Sect..."

As he said that, Mo Jianying looked at Fu Mingxuan, with a little nostalgic expression, smiled and said, "Do you know what my responsibilities are?"

Fu Mingxuan shook his head. Xiaoyoumen has many boys. All the children of poor families entered Xiaoyoumen by chance, doing some chores or passing messages. If they are talented, it is not impossible to become formal disciples.

Mo Jianying smiled and said, "I just sweep the floor in front of the library every day and night."

Fu Mingxuan was slightly stunned, recalled the time, and said, "Can you be the senior brother?"

Mo Jianying nodded and said, "Yes, the moment the demon god was born, I was close to him... so to say, I was the first person to see him."

As he said that, Mo Jianying sighed and said, "Who knows? I only know that the tree has some spiritual energy. That day and night, I took advantage of the moonlight to clean it and sat in front of the library to read. At that time, I heard a rustling sound."
To be continued...