Jiufang Ming looked at the unscrupulous Ming Jinmeng, frowned slightly, gentle and quiet on the surface, how could she behave so rudely in front of herself, was she deliberately targeting herself?

sighed helplessly, he didn't want to have too much to do with this Ming Jinmeng, but instead he fell deeper and deeper, if Ming Jinmeng was in distress in the Phantom Beast Mountain Range, for the sake of Ming Feizhou is his master, he would have to be rescued, and he couldn't sit idly by.

"You and I parted ways. Jiufang Ming turned his back to Ming Jinmeng and said lightly.

Ming Jinmeng didn't care and didn't respond.

Jiufang Ming used his body technique and quickly stepped towards the Phantom Beast Mountain Range, skimming the winding path, and the sand and gravel under his feet seemed to be blown by the wind, and they all scattered in all directions.

Turning around, Ming Jinmeng found that the black-robed figure suddenly disappeared, and looked around with some regret, he shouldn't have let him go, and now it is impossible to keep up with his footsteps.

"Leek ......," Ming Jinmeng muttered to himself.

............

"There is such a powerful phantom beast on the periphery, and it seems that this phantom beast mountain range is extraordinary. Jiufang Ming frowned slightly, he had killed a lot of small phantom beasts on the way, and his clothes were also stained with a lot of blood.

The smell of blood initially attracted a large number of phantom beasts, but when they recognized it as their companion's breath, they all shy away in horror.

Looking at the dead corpses everywhere, Jiufang Ming's eyes were indifferent, although they were all living beings this time, they were threatening the phantom monks who entered the Phantom Beast Mountain Range to explore all the time, and some phantom beasts lurking in the shadows, Jiufang Ming also thought of some ways to attract them out, and then kill them in one fell swoop.

"Cut the grass to the roots. Jiufang Ming put away his long sword, withdrew the phantom power, and quietly looked at the blood all over the ground and the bloody aura that diffused in the air, even if Jiufang Ming only took a short time, but the efficiency was extremely high.

The fluctuation of the phantom power startled many huge phantom beasts, but after feeling the coercion of the Nine Directions, they all just entrenched in the cave, trembling slightly, while some weak phantom beasts risked being eaten and hid in the cave of the powerful phantom beasts.

Putting it to death and then being born, whether it is a human or a phantom beast, they all understand this simple truth.

"It's a pity that Old Man Ming didn't teach me alchemy, it's a pity that these herbs are used. Jiufang Ming looked at the herbs all over the ground, and shook his head with some regret, let alone alchemy, he didn't even understand the most basic pharmacology, and he couldn't say anything about these herbs.

Jiufang Ming did not choose to collect these herbs in the end, in its opinion, these herbs would not be too valuable, rather than being blindly picked by themselves, it was better to leave them to those in need.

Although the scenery in the mountains is unique and picturesque, with waterfalls and springs, bushes, and birds, these places are inaccessible, and Jiufang Ming only discovered these places by accident.

If the Phantom Beast Mountain Range is a forest, then these places can only be counted as a small bush.

"Is there any movement?" Jiufang Ying frowned slightly, sensing a trace of abnormality in the peace, and gathered his mind to explore the surroundings, the cultivation of the fifth order of the Nine Directions Phantom Master, the illusion has begun to take shape, and there is no need to rely on hearing to perceive the surrounding things at all.

"The sound of fighting?" Jiufang Ming roughly distinguished the specific location of the movement, it was the sound of two groups of people fighting, and the sound of weapons handing over was extremely clear.

Jiufang's body changed, and he took out his long sword and looked at all the bushes in front of him, and a green path appeared in front of him.

"This is ......" Jiufang Ming frowned slightly, standing on a high place and looking down on the battle of the two groups of people.

"It seems that he is robbing ......" Jiufang Ming put his hands around his chest, held a sword in his right hand, and looked indifferently at the fight under his feet.

As for the question of whether to intervene or not, Jiufang Ming also thought very clearly, in the face of this kind of thing similar to robbery, he could be completely indifferent.

There is no need for an illusion monk to meddle in the affairs of the mortal world, and in the eyes of ordinary people who have not cultivated, an illusion monk who can resist the sword is an immortal, high and omnipotent.

Moreover, the Phantom Monk meddling in the affairs of the mortal world is also despised by others, and attacking ordinary people as an Phantom Monk is tantamount to bullying the weak.

But to get rid of the traitors, the phantom monks have a reason and an obligation.

"This flying phantom beast was caught by us first!" a young girl looked at the middle-aged man in front of her, her face cold.

In the Phantom Beast Mountain Range, flying phantom beasts, because they are good at flying and their strength is very strong, their status is also higher than that of ordinary phantom beasts.

Therefore, the average phantom person, even if it is a phantom king, may only capture a phantom beast with phantom strength, so the phantom beast with phantom strength is worth a lot of money, and the flying phantom beast is completely sky-high, or has a price but no market, it really takes a lot of effort to catch the phantom beast above the phantom beast, who is willing to sell it.

"Oh, little girl, you're a bit too much!" the middle-aged man smiled disdainfully.

The girl understood, obviously, that she was going to give up this phantom beast to others.

If he loses this phantom beast, he will completely become a sinner in the family.

If this battle is lost, it may be drawn, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is completely impossible to draw, among the dozens of people led by the middle-aged man, two of them are high-level phantom warriors, and they have also cultivated secret phantom martial arts.

Looking at himself again, there is only one phantom warrior, and he is also a doorman recruited by the family from outside, and his strength is naturally not comparable to several people on the other side.

Jiufang Ming also saw some eyebrows, and looked at the two of them meaningfully.

However, there is no way, the girl is a member of the family, and now, even if it is a fire pit in front of her, she has to jump down.

The girl sighed softly, and then a sword shadow suddenly came, and someone behind her sneaked attack.

The middle-aged man's smile gradually became stronger, where is there so much idle time and nonsense with you, stupid woman.

And a rickety old man who was dozing off in the carriage stood up, walking trembling as if he was about to be blown away by the wind, and it was the old butler who accompanied him.

"Alright, don't fight!" said the old butler, whose cloudy eyes regained a hint of clarity, and said with some impatience.

The girl looked at the old man in shock, the old housekeeper is an ordinary person who can't cultivate, isn't he asking for his own death when he comes out at this time?

The sneak attack behind him was easily blocked by the old man, who pursed his lips and snorted coldly, kicking the sneak attacker to the ground.

Then the girl and the middle-aged man fought together, the former fought steadily, not impatient, and the latter was also eager to win and attacked fiercely.

"Do you want to die so much?" the middle-aged man looked ruthless, don't blame me for bullying the old man.

With a finger, the old man was slightly moved, and then even more disdainful, and walked lightly towards the place where the two were fighting.

"This should be the ...... here" The old man shook his head, pulled the middle-aged man's arm, and scolded, as if he was teaching his apprentice.

The middle-aged man was restrained by a strange force, unable to move, and then his face turned pale.

"Good old fellow!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily, looking at the old man with resentment in his eyes.

There was a quiet silence like a drop in the needle, and this old man, who obviously had no cultivation, actually lifted a middle-aged man who was at the peak of the middle stage of the phantom to his neck in front of everyone.

Even if the old man has been seriously injured and his cultivation has plummeted, he can only be an unreal phantom, how is this possible?

It is completely beyond the scope of Jiufang Ming's understanding, and many people present also looked at this place in shock, this old man's speed is so fast that it can be comparable to that of the Phantom Warrior, but I didn't expect that under the eyes of so many masters, I didn't find the existence of this master who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

"Old butler...... You. The girl looked at the old man in disbelief, her mouth opened slightly, this old housekeeper, usually sweeps the floor, although there is no problem with his actions, but he has never thought that he has been so energetic today.

stunned the middle-aged man with a palm, and then the old man calmly walked towards the girl after solving the people around him first.

The girl was shocked to see that everyone who had the idea of fighting the phantom beast fell under the old man's hands.

The old man clapped his hands, walked like a fly, and looked at the girl with a smile.

"What about my reward?" the old man held out his hand to the girl.

"What...... the girl said in amazement.

The old man seemed to remember something, and took off the hood and mask from his head, revealing his true face.

"You are ......" The girl saw the true face of the old man, and was immediately amazed, the old man who was originally rickety turned into a young man who thought he was alive.

Jiufang Ming saw and understood clearly in the same place, remembered the appearance of this young man, and had already noticed the existence of this young man, so he didn't want to intervene.

Leaving quite interestingly, Jiufang Ming no longer paid attention to these trivial matters, and now the most important thing is to find Si Hanyun.

According to Zhu Yangbing's information, Si Hanyun has indeed been training in this Phantom Beast Mountain Range for half a year, although there is this clue now, but it is very difficult to find a person in the vast Phantom Beast Mountain Range, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

However, not long after Jiufang Shen left, the girl took out a wooden box from the carriage and handed it to the young man.

"Brother Hanyun, thank you this time!" the girl smiled, looked at the young man, and carefully handed the wooden box in her hand to the man.

The young man took the box indifferently, then thanked him with a smile and turned to leave.

............

Half a day later, Jiufang Ming took a turn around the periphery, and found nothing, after all, this place is very dangerous and inaccessible.

"Huh?" Jiufang heard the movement of the carriage and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

"It's the girl just now. Jiufang Ming recognized at a glance that it was the girl who had just confronted the middle-aged man.

"Maybe she has some clues. Jiufang meditated, judging from the girl's temperament, she should be the daughter of the Shangjia family.

Walking quickly towards the carriage, Jiufang Ming was unexpectedly surrounded by a group of teenagers.

"Who are you?" a young man looked vigilantly at Jiufang Ming, who was wearing a black robe and was extremely mysterious.

The girl slowly walked out of the carriage, how could there be something wrong?

Jiufang Ming released his coercion, and the young man surrounding him was suddenly frightened, and there was a trace of envy in his eyes when he looked at Jiufang Ming.

What an extraordinary talent this must be to cultivate to such a point at an age similar to his own.

The girl looked at Jiufang Ming from a distance, a stranger.

"Dare to ask Miss, have you ever heard of a person named Si Hanyun?" said Jiufang Ming without beating around the bush.

The girl frowned slightly, what was he looking for Brother Hanyun to do, he was not here to find trouble, more things are better than less.

"I've never heard of it. The girl said, while looking coldly at the teenagers beside her.

Several teenagers quietly looked at each other, but did not speak.

"Thank you. Jiufang said lightly, and then left, sure enough, it was not so easy to find someone.