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"What! They were captured?"

Yan Nu's eyes widened. He had been worried about this when he saw the group of monks collecting corpses and other items at the scene.

But those people never mentioned it, and he then felt that Shen Leling had escaped.

With a thought in Yan Nu's mind, the water talisman appeared, hoping that the water talisman would lead him to the direction of Shen Leling.

However, it seems that it is too far away, or there is some kind of shield, and the water talisman is completely silent.

"Who is it! Black or white?"

Yan Nu thought, whoever captured Shen Leling and Lao Gui ended up in Luo Yan's hands, and probably took them to Lanbai Mountain.

Unexpectedly, Huang Banyun snorted and said, "It's not that he was taken away. Fairy Shen took the initiative to follow him."

"The man was wearing a mulberry Taoist robe, and when he left, he was driving a small purple cloud..."

"It turned out to be him." Yan Nu knew as soon as he heard it that it was the Zichen Sanren.

"what happened?"

Huang Banyun immediately elaborated that shortly after Shen Leling led them to chase Yan Nu, Taoist Zichen suddenly appeared.

Of course, this person was indifferent and didn't yell to kill the monster when he saw it. He just asked about Shen Intangible's life and death.

What's more important is that Shen Leling actually knows this Taoist Zichen.

Huang Banyun said: "Do you still remember? Fairy Shen once said that she was chased by Shen Invisible in Pingyuan County eighteen years ago, and a casual cultivator appeared in the middle of the battle with Shen Invisible."

"Remember, it turned out that the casual cultivator was Zichen Sanren?" Yan Nu nodded.

It was precisely because of the fight between the casual cultivator and Shen Jijiang that Shen Leling was able to take the opportunity to escape, otherwise she would have died eighteen years ago.

It can be said that Zichen Sanren is Shen Leling's savior.

Unexpectedly, eighteen years later, he would appear behind Shen Wujiang again, but this time, Shen Wujiang was beaten to death by Yan Nu...

When he learned that Shen Wujiang died, his heart knot was untied, and then he said that disciples of the Immortal Sect would arrive soon, and that demons and ghosts could hide in his ears and escape from here with him.

Shen Leling knew that time was running out, so he followed him and asked him to find Yan Nu and take him away with him.

The group of people left in a hurry, not even leaving any clothes for Huang Banyun.

After Huang Banyun finished speaking, he said angrily: "It's okay that that person didn't take me with him, but he didn't go to you? Just kidnapped Fairy Shen?"

"That's not... he went to find me." Yan Nu quickly explained the situation on his side.

Huang Banyun was stunned after hearing this: "I see, this Sanren is indeed here to pick you up."

"Anything like 'Pindao just wants to make sure that Shen Xiangxiang is dead' is all lies to that Taihang disciple."

"After all, he has already learned from us that Shen Wujiang is dead. He can leave immediately... and he will not be trapped by you later and unable to escape."

Yan Nu scratched his head and felt that Banyun was right: "Well, in the beginning, he just had to open up the universe in his ears and then he could leave, but he didn't agree."

"It turns out that my sister and the old ghost are hidden in the universe."

When he thought about it, he understood everything. No wonder the Sanren looked bitter and helpless.

He got himself stuck there entirely because he helped Shen Leling, and he even persisted until the end.

"I didn't expect this casual cultivator to be so nice?"

Yan Nu didn't think that Zichen Sanren had any ulterior motives, he should be sincerely helping.

After all, Zichen Sanren couldn't even defeat Shen Wusang, and Shen Wusang was slaughtered by Yan Nu...

Huang Banyun said: "Well, before Fairy Shen left with him, she also asked him why he wanted to help her."

"He only said that Fairy Shen is like his old friend."

Yan Nu thought about it, old friend?

The Zichen Sanren said that he had only one best friend in his life, a bosom friend who accompanied him all over the world.

And that close friend was killed by Shen Wuxiang.

Could it be that that bosom friend is also a monster?

When Yan Nu expressed his thoughts, Huang Banyun couldn't help but sigh: "It's very possible! I don't think that Zichen Sanren has any intention of discriminating against monsters."

As he said that, he looked at the monkey on his shoulder, and the monkey was hugging him and squeaking.

Yan Nu nodded secretly. Shen Leling once said that some monsters are born in response to human obsessions and desires. They have compatible temperaments and will live and die together.

I'm afraid it's just like Huang Banyun's situation, that bosom friend is a monster born from Zichen Sanren. They become bosom friends, practice together, travel around the mountains and rivers, and stay together for who knows how many years.

In the end, he was killed by Shen Wujiang... It's no wonder that Zichen Sanren, who was obviously indifferent and unwilling to cause trouble, also wanted to seek revenge on Shen Wujiang repeatedly.

He had to fight even if he couldn't win. If it weren't for that purple little cloud's ability to escape, I'm afraid he would have died in Shen Wujiang's hands.

Huang Banyun said: "So, Fairy Shen and Lao Gui should not be in danger."

"But where did the Zichen San people go?"

"Antarctica..." Yan Nu said.

"What? Antarctica?" Huang Banyun's eyes were dull.

Yan Nu hurriedly said: "Do you know where the South Pole is?"

Huang Banyun pointed to the south and said: "I...it's useless even if I know...Isn't Antarctica the South Pole? Just fly straight south..."

"But the world is so big, I don't know how far it is."

Yan Nu looked towards the south. If he made up his mind, no matter how far it was, he would reach the South Pole no matter what.

But he didn't know if Zichen Sanren had really escaped, or he might still be caught by Luo Yan, so he might as well go find Lanbai Mountain.

Even if Luo Yan hadn't caught him, since Zichen Sanren's Xiaoyun could reach the South Pole in an instant, he could of course go elsewhere in an instant.

In this way, even if he reaches the Antarctic, he will most likely be gone.

At this moment, Yan Nu faces several paths.

Go all the way south to find Shen Leling. Go all the way north to find Aweng, or even go directly to the Blue and White Mountain.

Yan Nu looked around, and suddenly Aweng's words flashed in his mind.

"If one day you have nowhere to go, go find her..."

"Anqiu Zhu Family!"

Yan Nu murmured, turned around and asked, "Banyun, do you know where Anqiu City is?"

"Anqiu City?" Huang Banyun raised his hand and pointed.

"Here! It's right next to it! It's less than twenty miles away!"

Yan Nu was shocked, what? So close!

What else are you thinking about? Since they are nearby, let’s go find the family members we have never met before.

…

At three o'clock in the morning, the valley, which had experienced fights between immortals and masters, was filled with people.

Some are tribes of wealthy families, some are warriors from famous families, and there are also passing scholars and idle rangers.

The sources are complex, and the purposes are even more varied.

But they can generally be divided into two types, those who watch the excitement and those who hunt for treasures.

There are often some things left behind in the fairy fights, and many rangers hope to encounter adventures by chance.

However, they were all disappointed. Apart from all kinds of horrific signs of destruction, it was a scorched earth with nothing good in it.

"There are so many masters fighting, but in the end nothing happens."

"Even if there is, it was probably taken away by the group of Tiantianmen who came before."

"That's not the case. The people from the Tuntian Clan turned around and left without saying a word after hearing that both sides of the fight had the Demonic Clan of the Immortal Sect."

"Why is this? Isn't it all over? What is there to be afraid of?"

"It's not that I'm afraid. It seems that this is not an ordinary fight. If the Demonic Way of the Immortal Sect takes action, nothing will be left behind."

Everyone had been searching for a long time, but found nothing. However, it was rare for so many warriors to gather together, and many people started chatting.

And just fifty feet away from them, there was a ruins of a village.

A large group of villagers, old and young, looked at the ruins of their homes and cried loudly.

In the fight between the Xian family, although they fled far away to seek refuge, no one died.

But the village was gone, as were the mill, the granary, and even all the property.

This is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue and an unforeseen disaster.

"Don't worry, everyone, this situation is under the control of the Yamen. The city guard will send people to deliver disaster relief food and rebuild the village." Ge Erdan comforted the villagers.

What he said was the truth. The country treated the damage caused by the monks' fighting as a natural disaster, just like floods, droughts, earthquakes and plagues, and was managed by local parents.

Of course, this is the case in national law, but how to do it in practice depends purely on the conscience of the local magistrate.

"Erdan, everyone has been up all night, and we haven't eaten even a drop of rice so far."

"We can still bear it, but what about the baby?"

"What if there is no news from the city for two or three days..."

Many people cried sadly. Their Gejia Village was originally a pretty good village.

Unexpectedly, a 'fairy disaster' came and everything was lost.

Ge Erdan quickly said: "I have a post in the city, so I will go to the city to ask the prefect to provide relief as soon as possible."

Everyone was helpless and could only do this.

At this moment, two people and a monkey suddenly came from a distance.

One had no clothes and was wearing simple clothes woven from straw ropes and leaves. He could only hide his shame and huddled behind the other with a red face.

The other person wore a robe, but no underwear, and even went barefoot, walking with a swagger.

This made many sad villagers stunned. What could have happened like this? Even if their village is so miserable, this is not the case.

"It's...it's you!" Ge Erdan's pupils shrank and he recognized Yan Nu at a glance.

The other villagers didn't recognize it, but it was Yan Nu's true energy that enveloped him last night, and the flames soared into the sky.

They all lay on the ground and later ran away, not knowing of course.

But Ge Erdan was called forward by Shen Leling for questioning, and he saw Yan Nu's body in front of him.

"I'm really sorry. I'll help you rebuild the village. I'm the best at building Wubao!" Yan Nu looked at the mess and felt very guilty.

With an apologetic look on his face, he stepped forward and took Ge Erdan's hand, bowing repeatedly.

Ge Erdan was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Yan Nu went crazy last night, but today he bowed his head in front of him with an obedient look on his face. He really didn't expect this... he couldn't help but doubt his life.

And Yan Nu bowed, completely exposing Huang Banyun behind him.

Most of Huang Banyun's body was naked. He had never been like this in front of so many people. He was so embarrassed that he covered his face with his hands and his ears were red.

You must know that it was him who evacuated the villagers last night. Everyone knows his face, so he must not show his face at this moment!

But he has nothing to offer, so he can only cover his face...

"Brother, my dear brother, the fight in the Xian family is a natural disaster, and the local officials will take care of it..." Huang Banyun whispered behind Yan Nu.

Yan Nu turned around and said, "I'm not an immortal, I'm a pariah."

"..." Huang Banyun was speechless.

At this time, a villager recognized Huang Banyun's monkey: "Hey, his second uncle, look at that monkey..."

"Hiss!" Huang Banyun covered his face, forgetting that the monkey would expose him.

He felt like the world was spinning, and then hissed: "Brother, let's give them money, give them money, and they can buy whatever they need."

"If you have money, you can buy food. If you have money, you will have people who are willing to get paid to rebuild the village."

Yan Nu said casually: "Are you rich?"

Huang Banyun covered his face and collapsed: "Do you think I'm rich like this?"

"I wonder if you put the money elsewhere." Yan Nu smiled, covered him with his body, and said, "Why do you look like a girl? I have only worn pants since I was a child."

Huang Banyun collapsed and said nothing.

"Erdan, what do they do? Why do they give us money?" asked a villager.

Huang Banyun responded directly: "I heard that there is a fairy disaster here, and we are here to rescue you..."

He directly regarded himself as a good passerby, fearing that the villagers would think that he was the person from last night.

"No, no, what happened to you two? Were you robbed?"

"Bring me two pieces of clothing quickly."

The villagers were thinking like this, why should they get relief?

Although their homes were destroyed, they themselves were intact. Immediately, someone took off his coat and gave help to Huang Banyun.

"Thank you, thank you..." Huang Banyun was very grateful. After putting on his clothes, he felt safe. He breathed a sigh of relief, but still covered his face.

His shy state was so comical that the sadness of the villagers was diluted.

When I thought that this was not a major disaster that the government could not control, it was just a village, and the city would definitely take care of it, I felt calm for a while.

When Ge Erdan heard that they were here for relief, he knew that they did not want to reveal their identities.

He swallowed and said immediately: "This disaster has its own official government, so I won't bother you two."

"I'm really good at building Wubao!" Yan Nu scratched his head. He really had no money and was penniless.

But Huang Banyun's nervous heart could finally think of something else.

He saw the group of warriors through his fingers and said, "Brother, do you still have your pills?"

Yan Nu's eyes lit up: "Of course, you said you sold the pills? Is this thing valuable?"

Huang Banyun chuckled: "This group of people gathered here just to see if they can pick up the monk's things."

"This elixir of yours was given to you by the sword cultivator. It is rare for warriors. Those who know the product can sell it at a good price."

…

p.s: Sorry. It will be on the shelves on September 1st. There are some settings in the early stage of this book that persuade me to cancel it. I have known about it for a long time, so I said I didn’t want to write it, but Emperor Yan is like this, so just think of me as willful. After writing Five Emperors, I felt free. As for the fight being too long, I accidentally overwrote it. After that, I just experienced the suffering of the world, mixed with a little fighting.