After the four senior brothers finished talking, they began to transport the materials to the stone hall, and then walked into one of the passages, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one inside, Fang Ling immediately rushed in, and after a little discrimination, he walked towards the middle avenue.

This avenue is obviously more square than the surrounding roads, it can be seen that it has been deliberately repaired, if it is a master, then it is natural to live in it, plus from the conversation of several people, it can be seen that there are only the so-called masters and nine senior brothers who live here, and the number is not much, so Fang Ling's courage is even greater.

He walked all the way down the stone path, and it was not long before he came to the end of the stone path, below which was an unfathomable cliff, with only a rickety wooden bridge connecting to a rocky field in the distance.

A large wooden house was built on the stone floor, and there was a clear spring flowing down the mountain wall behind the wooden house, which gathered into a small pool, and some flowers and trees were planted around it, which looked quite quiet, and on the stone side, there was another wooden bridge leading to another hole.

At this time, a young man in gray was leading a group of people across the bridge to the stone ground.

The man in gray is twenty-eight or nineteen years old, his face is like a crown of jade, there is a bit of evil aura between his eyebrows, with an expression that seems to be smiling but not smiling, giving people a gloomy feeling, this person's cultivation is not low, and he has reached the peak of the Qi Melting Realm.

Judging from this senior brother's cultivation, Fang Ling concluded that the master's cultivation had at least entered the Qi realm.

In the other group, the leader was a white-clothed scribe in his forties, with a pointed face and a goatee on his chin.

Fang Ling only glanced at it, and then felt that this person was very familiar, and after a little pondering, he remembered.

This scribe's name is Ai Mingxuan, and he is a strategist under Fang Zongao, this person is from a poor family, reads the scriptures hard, is resourceful, and is especially good at performing poisonous tricks.

The last time he went to Yizhou Kingdom, Fang Ling also mixed in Yizhou Wangcheng for a while, not only saw many important county guards, but also some important ministers, Ai Mingxuan was one of them, Fang Ling deliberately wrote down every contact, so he was deeply impressed.

Seeing Ai Mingxuan here, Fang Ling couldn't help but be surprised and happy, happy to see such an important person here, killing Fang Zong can make him arrogant and lose a heavy minister, if he is captured alive, it can also become a bargaining chip for trading, no matter which one is extremely useful to himself.

What was surprising was that Fang Zongao was really bold and scheming, now that the war on the border of Dingzhou and Xuzhou was about to start, he actually dared to send important ministers to sneak into the territory of Dingzhou, if he hadn't tracked the clues of the stone people, he would never have known such a thing.

The four guards around Ai Mingxuan were all masters of strength, their expressions were as rigorous as iron, and at first glance they were veterans who had experienced a lot of wars, and Xiu Wei was even more at the peak of the Melting Qi Realm, which showed that Fang Cong was proud of the importance he attached to this person.

With these four guards alone, it would not be easy to deal with Ai Mingxuan, not to mention that there were other powerful masters here.

Ai Mingxuan looked left and right, whiskered and said, "Junior Brother Xu, I didn't expect that there is a cave in your cave, which is quite elegant and quiet, and your master lives here?"