Fang Yu's brows furrowed.

His body didn't feel anything, but he saw the gas turned into the red dust fruit and enter his body with the naked eye.

Fang Yu immediately looked inward at his body, searching every position in his body, but found nothing unusual.

The gas turned into by the red dust fruit seemed to disappear like that.

"How is that possible?" Fang Yu frowned as he searched his body again.

Meridians, souls, flesh, and even blood vessels...... Nothing unusual was found.

This is a very strange thing.

Fang Yu thought for a moment, turned his head, and looked at the place where the little boy had set up his stall.

But when I looked at it, I didn't see the little boy.

Originally, there was a middle-aged woman sitting in the stall, and the stall was selling some wooden trinkets.

Did the woman come after the boy left, or was she ......

Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he stepped forward.

"Handsome man, what do you like? I'm definitely cheaper here than other stalls. The woman saw Fang Yu and said with a smile.

"Have you always set up a stall here?" Fang Yu asked.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I have been in this stall for the past half month. ”

"What I'm asking is today, have you been in this stall all along, have you never left?" Fang Yu asked again.

The woman felt that Fang Yu's question was very strange, and her face was puzzled, but she still replied, "I set up a stall here at nine o'clock this morning, and I haven't left during this period. Which of your regular customers introduced you? If so, I can give you another discount. ”

Fang Yu frowned, staring at the woman, not finding a problem.

The woman sensed that something was wrong with Fang Yu, thinking that she had encountered some pervert or madman, and her face was a little frightened.

But at this time, Fang Yu turned around and left.

......

Red Dust Fruit ...... The boy ......

Is it just an illusion of a series of things that happened before?

In this world, is there any illusion that Fang Yu can't see?

Maybe there is...... But what is the purpose of the other party's doing?

The only clue that can be traced is the so-called red dust fruit.

But after the red dust fruit turned into gas and drilled into Fang Yu's body, it could no longer be found.

What the hell is going on?

Fang Yu rarely encountered such a puzzling situation.

But right now, he's really confused.

He didn't know if what had just happened was some kind of illusion, he didn't know who the person who performed the illusion was, and he didn't know what the purpose was.

Even the red dust fruit that turned into gas and burrowed into the body was nowhere to be found.

"If it's an illusion, when did I enter the illusion?"

Fang Yu's brows tightened, and he thought as he walked forward slowly.

......

The next morning, a piece of news quickly spread throughout the martial arts world of the Northern Capital.

The prefect of the four major groups, Lord Huaixu, who is the fifth in the Holy List, has officially ended his retreat and returned to his post!

For the martial arts world of the Northern Capital, this is undoubtedly exciting news.

Huaixu's status is quite high, and his influence is not limited to the martial arts association.

Not only because he was ranked fifth on the Holy List, but also because of his qualifications.

It can be said that Huaixu is a person who has witnessed the growth of the Northern Capital martial arts world, and can even be said to be one of the founders of the Northern Capital martial arts world.

Even if the heads of the eight great families and the heads of the major top sects see Huaixu, they must lower their seniority and give enough respect.

Therefore, as soon as the news of Huaixu's exit came out, it immediately caused a sensation.

Many people speculate that Huaixu's return to the front of the stage is related to the demi-spirit incident that broke out in the past few days.

......

At a time when the martial arts world of the northern capital is in turmoil, the mountainous area on the outskirts of Wen'an City in the central region.

Xiumei held a document in her hand and flew all the way to the interior of the mountain.

In a valley, she saw a familiar figure.

Ejima was floating in mid-air in a meditative posture, his body surrounded by gray chaotic qi.

Xiumei stopped fifty meters away from Jiangdao and silently waited for Jiangdao's cultivation to be completed.

But she didn't have to wait long for Ejima to open her eyes.

"Poof!"

In Ejima's eyes, a chilling light emanated.

Although there was no direct contact, Xiumei still felt her heart tremble.

Since fusing the Chaos Bead, the aura on Jiang Dao's body has become stronger and stronger day by day.

In Xiumei's opinion, the momentum contained in today's Jiangdao's every move is not inferior to that of the Taishang Elder back then.

"Xiumei, do you have something to do with me?" Jiang Dao looked at Xiumei and asked.

Xiumei came back to her senses and replied: "Senior brother, I just received a notice from the Wen'an City Martial Arts Association, they said that the application has been approved, and we only need to submit one information to rebuild the Ziyan Palace at the official level......"

"What about Shen Mu and Kuroju?" asked Ejima.

"They haven't come back yet, Senior Brother Zhenyun is contacting them. Xiumei said.

Ejima frowned and stretched out a hand towards Xiumei.

The document in Xiumei's hand immediately flew towards Jiangdao.

"This document is the permission certificate of Senior Brother Shen Mu and Senior Brother Hei Jue...... The two of them are probably also anxious, so they will ask someone else to send the permit certificate back first......" Xiumei said.

Seconds later, the document flew into Ejima's hands.

Ejima took it in front of him, sniffed it, and his face immediately became gloomy.

This document is stained with the smell of blood.

Black and Sunken Wood......

Ejima immediately closed his eyes and used his soul spirit to contact Black Jedi and Shen Mu, but he didn't get a trace of feedback.

When Jiang Dao opened his eyes again, there was already a strong killing intent in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Senior Brother ......" Xiumei immediately asked when she saw that Ejima's face was so gloomy.

"Senior brother!"

At this time, a figure flew rapidly from behind, and the voice was urgent.

Soon, Zhenyun came to Ejima's side.

"Senior brother, Shen Mu and Hei Jue ......" Zhenyun's eyes were red, his face was pale, and he said.

"I already know. Jiang Dao's face was extremely cold, and the chaotic qi wrapped around his body suddenly increased, and the speed of the circle became faster and faster.

"Who killed them!" Tremor asked.

At this time, Xiumei behind her woke up, and the blood on her face disappeared visibly.

Senior Brother Shen Mu and Senior Brother Hei Jue, dead?

They just went to Beidu to submit an application, how could they die? And who would kill them!?

Xiumei's eyes were red, and she looked at the river island in front of her.

"Senior brother, I'll take the other junior brothers to the Northern Capital now! I must find out the murderer who killed Shen Mu and Hei Jue!" Zhenyun said fiercely.

"I disagree. Jiang Dao glanced at Zhenyun and said coldly, "No matter who kills Shen Mu and Hei Jue, his strength will not be inferior to yours." If you go to the Northern Capital, you will not be able to avenge them. ”

"Is that all!?" Zhenyun asked rhetorically.

"No, of course not. Jiang Dao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said coldly, "The reason why Shen Mu and Hei Jue went to the Northern Capital is to rebuild the Purple Flame Palace! Now, we must complete this matter first! After that, I will personally go to the Northern Capital." I will use my methods to find the murderer and make him pay dearly. ”

Zhenyun gasped for breath, looked at Jiang Dao, and said no more.

And Xiumei, who was behind her, couldn't help crying.

Senior Brother Heijue, Senior Brother Shenmu, they escaped the catastrophe of the year, but they failed to witness the moment of the reconstruction of the Purple Flame Palace......

And they died on the way to rebuild the Ziyan Palace......

This kind of ending is undoubtedly the most difficult for them to accept.

......

Fang Yu returned home and came to the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion, flipping through the books alone.

He wanted to see if there was any record of such a thing as the Red Dust Fruit in these books.

But after spending most of the night, Fang Yu hadn't read any records about the Red Dust Fruit from any books.

After thinking about it, Fang Yu returned to the first floor.

Most of the books placed here are legends and myths.

In these books, will there be a record of Hongchen Fruit?

In the second half of the night, Fang Yu once again burrowed into the books, unable to extricate himself.

Until the morning sun rose the next day, Fang Yu had flipped through the books piled up as high as a hill, and he still didn't find the information he was looking for.

"Master, what are you looking for?" The little wind chime appeared beside Fang Yu, tilted his head and asked, "You've been looking for it all night, haven't you found it yet?"

"Looking for your help, what can you help me?" Fang Yu frowned and said.