When I woke up the next day, it was already three poles of the sun.

"Whoa—"

Fang Jun's eyebrows stretched a long lazy waist, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't slept so comfortably, and his spirit was also greatly invigorated, and the sighs of last night seemed to have been forgotten.

Out of the hole, the horse didn't know where to go.

Walking to the mountain spring and washing himself briefly, Fang Junmei cast his gaze to the northeast, and his divine consciousness flew away like mercury.

......

Mountains.

Earth.

Rivers.

All kinds of scenes are in my mind.

I also saw a large army of soldiers and horses wearing armor, like soldiers, but also wearing a pointed and strange hat, galloping on the avenue, with fierce expressions, and even worse, plundering the people, and adultering their wives and daughters.

Fang Jun's eyebrows grew cold, according to the information he had gotten, these guys were all Dongyue Sect disciples.

And the old nest of the Dongyue Sect, which is the capital of the Dongyue Kingdom, is the Shengyang City in the northwest.

Fang Junmei is now a strong divine sense, and with a sweep, he can cover the entire Dongyue Kingdom, and soon he will see this Shengyang City.

Falling on a large plain at the foot of a mountain, it is also prosperous, especially in a place similar to the imperial court, built with golden splendor, heavy palaces, covering an area of dozens of miles.

In the deepest part, there is a statue of an old man in a Taoist robe, two or three hundred zhang high, carved in snow jade, tall and white. At a glance, you can see that it is by no means the handiwork of mortals.

"This statue is weird!"

After just one glance, Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed.

Generally speaking, if you are erecting a statue of someone, you must carve it vividly. But the face of the old man in this robe was extremely blurry, and he couldn't see what it looked like at all, and it was deliberately hidden by the carver.

The figure is not slender, but tall and burly, and the two sleeves are rolled up, revealing the strong arms, and they are carried in a fist-like posture.

Even if you can't see the face, you can feel that the figure sculpted by this statue has the air of a tyrant with his head held high to the sky.

......

At this moment, it was early in the morning, and perhaps there was some kind of ceremony, and all the mortals in the city knelt down on the long street, worshipping in the direction of the statue, and their eyes flashed with fanaticism.

In the depths of that fanaticism lies deep fear.

Fang Jun's eyebrows swept a few glances at the kneeling people, and then swept towards the imperial court again.

Needless to say, the guards are strict, but all of them are mortals, and in the entire imperial court, there is not a single monk who exists.

But I saw a fat-headed and big-eared fellow, sleeping in the most luxurious palace, and on the rare wide bed, there were still a dozen women, all of them naked, and the scene was obscene.

This group of men and women are all mortals.

......

"It doesn't make sense...... How can it not have anything to do with the monks?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows swept over the fat-headed and big-eared guy, ignored it for the time being, and muttered something in his mouth.

The essence in his eyes flashed, and he immediately continued to sweep his divine consciousness forward.

Really!

It was soon discovered that on the mountain north of the city of Shengyang, the top of the mountain was covered with clouds and fog, and there seemed to be a blue-black palace in it, faintly and clearly.

But there is no one to guard it, and there is nothing like a monument.

Fang Junmei was not disappointed, and carefully looked at the forbidden formations of those blockades.

Soon, his pupils opened slightly.

"The prohibition arranged by this person is not simple, even the prohibition of the Taoyuan Sword Sect cannot reach such a high level...... Where the hell did the guy come from, in this remote place, he opened a mountain and established a mansion, and he also made a sect to come out......"

Fang Junmei vaguely felt that this matter was not as simple as he thought.

......

After thinking about it for a while, he continued to monitor his divine sense.

And there was no one on the hill for a whole day.

That night, Fang Junmei took action, quietly entered the imperial court, and took away the fat-headed and big-eared man.

......

After tea time, in the middle of the nameless wild mountains.

In the cave, the pearl exudes light, and the forehead is transparent.

Bang bang –

Fang Junmei kicked the man with a fat head and big ears who was lying on the ground.

"Ahh

With a scream, the man finally woke up.

"Where is this, am I dreaming? Who are you?"

After all, the man was a mortal, and when he woke up, when he saw Fang Junmei, he didn't react in fear, it was all in a dream.

"You're not dreaming, but if you don't answer my questions honestly, you'll live in dreams forever!"

Fang Junmei said coldly.

Syllable!

With a wave of the arm, it was a loud slap.

This slap was extremely heavy, and the man's head was tilted, and with a bang, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and several teeth were clamped.

At this moment, the mind was completely cleared.

......

"Do you dare to beat me, are you going to die? Where did you come down from the mountain to get a thief who dared to kidnap the sect master?"

When the man stood up, he began to curse, and his tone was instigating, obviously arrogant.

Fang Junmei kicked it again!

Bang!

The man slammed on the cave wall, this kick was even heavier, and the man who kicked it rolled his eyes and pumped cold air in his mouth!

But his temper was still there, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Fang Junmei, his eyebrows were angry, and he couldn't speak, looking angry.

Fang Junmei glanced at him coldly again, reached out to the void and shook it, and when he opened it again, there was already a crimson flame in his palm, burning fiercely.

The man's face changed dramatically.

"The immortal master spares his life, and the disciple knows that he is wrong!"

After the shock, it was a bone, a place that knelt down, kowtowed again and again, and recognized Fang Junmei as a monk.

......

"Name?"

Fang Junmei drank coldly, lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"This sect leader - no, the villain's name is Huang Ying, and he is the leader of the East Moon Sect now. ”

The man said tremblingly.

"Who lives on the hill behind you, and how many people are there?"

Fang Junmei asked again.

Huang Ying listened to it and said: "I heard that the person who lives on the back mountain is the founding patriarch, as for whether there are other people, I don't know." ”

"What do you mean, haven't you seen it?"

"The villain has never seen it, the mountain has been sealed for one or two hundred years, and since my grandfather's grandfather's time, I have never seen the founding patriarch. ”

Hearing this, Fang Jun's eyebrows groaned.

Is this mysterious monk in retreat or has he left a long time ago?

......

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Is that the man who is the statue in the city?"

Huang Ying nodded hurriedly and said, "No, I heard that the statue is not him, and I don't know who the statue is." As for the name of the founding patriarch, the villain is not clear, but the ancestral record records that he calls himself a Xuanyun Daoist, as for the appearance, there is a portrait in my palace. ”

Fang Junmei was slightly stunned when he heard this.

The statue isn't him? What does that mean? Is there a black hand behind it?

......

"Where's the painting?"

Ask again in a moment.

"In my study, on the east row of shelves. ”

"Where's the study?"

"It's right next door to my dorm. ”

Hearing this, Fang Junmei's consciousness swept again, and soon, he found the study and found the painting. The person in the painting is a slender young man, dressed in a dark robe, with a feminine silhouette, with two moustaches, and seems to be smiling.

"Is he the one who asked you to hunt down those good women and offer them to him?"

"The immortal master spares his life, and the younger generation knows that he is wrong!"

When Huang Ying heard this question, she immediately pleaded, with a handful of snot and tears, looking extremely miserable.

Fang Junmei was silent, and the coercion was released silently.

......

"Let me ask you again, why did you, the founding patriarch, come here and start this sect?"

Fang Junmei asked the key question.

"Where does the villain know. ”

Huang Ying said with a sad face.

"Think about it carefully, after he came here and founded this sect, what strange orders did he issue, you should have read a lot of the classics in your sect, right?"

Fang Junmei shouted, he didn't believe that the other party came to such a hand, there was no special purpose, and he didn't leave any clues.

When Huang Ying heard this, she wrinkled her brows and thought about it.

......

"I remembered, I remembered!"

After a long while, Huang Ying's eyes lit up, and he roared urgently: "It is recorded in the classics that hundreds of years ago, the founding patriarch issued an order to let the people of the whole country go to find something. ”

"What's that?"

Fang Junmei immediately asked, could it be that there are still any good treasures hidden on this big island where he grew up?

"It's like a stone. ”

Huang Ying said as if squeezing his brain.

Fang Junmei asked again: "Is there a painting?"

Huang Ying shook his head and said: "According to the records in that classic, it seems that the stone was not found in the end, and this order was also passed down, but after many years of searching, it was still not found, and finally it was gone." Since then, there seems to have been very few founding patriarchs. ”

Fang Junmei nodded slightly.

If that's the case, it's very likely that this Xuanyun Dao person has already left here and gone to look for it elsewhere, but this person should have left one or two apprentices behind to help him keep an eye on this matter.

And if you want to find more clues, I'm afraid you need to go up the back mountain.

There may be some monks cultivating among them, but the realm should not be too high.

......

Thinking of this, his eyes looked at Huang Ying again.

"The immortal master spares his life, the younger generation knows, and he has already said it all!"

Huang Ying was also clever, knowing that the time had come to decide his fate, he cried and begged for mercy again.

Fang Jun's eyebrows were expressionless, and he pointed out, piercing through the center of his eyebrows, this kind of scum, why are you keeping it!

......

After a few steps, I came to the back mountain.

The back mountain at night is also a little quiet, and it also makes the cloud-covered and fog-locked mountaintop palace even more mysterious.

In the four fields, there is only the sound of insects, and in the depths of the fog, there is no light.

Fang Jun's eyebrows fell on the large square in front of the fog, and his divine sense swept around again, and he made a mark towards the clouds.

Whew-

The clouds rolled wildly.

But after waiting for a while, no one came out.

Fang Junmei's eyes flashed again, and he finally punched him in the air.

Boom –

The mountains shook and moved.