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Now what is unfolding in front of Wang Mu is no longer that bustling town, but like a purgatory world that has experienced war!

There are nearly 10,000 mortals here, Wang Mu gritted his teeth, and his fists made a crackling sound.

"Let's go, there's no human breath here!" the pot man sighed lightly.

Just now, the old man had been opposed to Wang Mu coming back, but he couldn't persuade him......

"Okay!" Wang Mu suddenly smiled.

He looked from the Black Dragon Town at the foot of the mountain to the valley in the distance, and Wang Mu seemed to hear a burst of Xiao Suo's killing sounds, but those had nothing to do with him.

Although he didn't see much of a demon cultivator on the way back, Wang Mu still cautiously took a bottle of stealth soup, and in this way he walked dozens of miles towards the north.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Wang Mu had stopped suddenly, the old man couldn't help asking.

"I still owe someone a promise!" Wang Mu shook his head, and immediately took out a crane spirit talisman from his arms, only this time he flew towards the west.

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After flying for about ten miles, Wang Mu suddenly let out a light sigh, and then drove a flying crane to a small river on the ground.

The river is actually similar to a creek, and there are not many villages nearby, so few people settle here.

Wang Mu saw the two teenagers just now, and he was quite familiar with one of them, and when he put away the crane and landed beside the two teenagers, he was surprised and said, "Fang Ming?"

The two teenagers were dusty, and they both fell asleep at this time, and the young man on the right also had a cane beside him, this young man Wang Mu knew him, it was Fang Ming who he had saved by refining the body nourishing qi soup before.

Fang Ming's vigilance was quite strong, Wang Mu shouted out and he got up on the spot, when he saw that the person in front of him was his benefactor, Fang Ming immediately fell to the ground, crying and said, "Immortal Master!"

"It's good that you're still alive!" Wang Mu comforted, then pointed to another young man beside him and asked, "Is this your companion?

Wang Mu hadn't found any figures of the townspeople of Black Dragon Town all the way, so this Fang Ming and the two teenagers may be the only remaining orphans!

"Master Immortal, he's a little tiger...... The Yang Xiaohu you were looking for a few days ago!" Fang Ming wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"What?" Wang Mu was surprised, and then walked over to another teenager.

He was a little unkempt at this time, and his clothes were shabby, but from the contours of his face, he really looked very much like the Yang Xiaohu that Wang Mu had seen two years ago!

"Wake up!" Wang Mu put a hand on Yang Xiaohu's shoulder and shouted.

"Hmm......" Yang Xiaohu snorted, he slapped Wang Mu's hand away and said, "I haven't slept enough, sleep for a while!"

Wang Mu was stunned, then Fang Ming walked closer and said with a wry smile: "Little Tiger, he ......"

Next, Fang Ming talked about the encounter with Yang Xiaohu in the past few days, and Wang Mu listened quietly on the side.

About four days ago, that is, the day Wang Mu entered the Black Dragon Valley, Fang Ming was ordered by Wang Mu to continue to inquire about Yang Xiaohu around the town.

Coincidentally, in the evening of the same day, Fang Ming saw Yang Xiaohu staying there stupidly at the entrance of the town, and he immediately took Yang Xiaohu back, but unfortunately, after inviting several Lang Zhong for diagnosis and treatment, they only came to one conclusion, Yang Xiaohu was crazy!

After waiting in the town for two more days, Fang Ming couldn't see Wang Mu's figure, and Yang Xiaohu always had to go home noisily when he was stupid, so Fang Ming took him all the way to the west.

Two teenagers, one who had just recovered from a serious illness, and the other who was stupid, had only walked seventy or eighty miles in two days.

Don't look at Yang Xiaohu stupidly, he can eat it very well, Fang Ming brought enough dry food for two people, but he stole it all for him yesterday!

"Thank you for your hard work!" Wang Mu touched Fang Ming's head and smiled.

The two teenagers accidentally escaped a catastrophe, which was also the blessing of their lives, Wang Mu thought about it and took some food out of the storage bag.

Fang Ming's eyes immediately lit up, thanked him again and again, took the food, and then trotted to Yang Xiaohu's side and pulled him up.

"Got something to eat?" Yang Xiaohu almost jumped up, he woke up this time with a unique spirit, even Wang Mu who was not far away didn't notice it.

Seeing the two of them feasting, Wang Mu quietly looked at the west and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I think it's something important, you planned to return to Baiyun Town to give Aunt Yang an explanation, right?"

"Old pot, this immortal pot can't be used anymore today, this little tiger has lost his mind...... When I refine the Awakening Soup tomorrow, it should be curable, right?" Wang Mu said.

"Who told you that he was crazy? You see Yang Xiaohu's eyebrows and Yuyintang are black, his eyes are dull and godless, he should have been robbed of his spiritual root by a certain demon cultivator and taken away his anger, this little baby will not be alive for a few days!"

"What?" Wang Mu exclaimed, but Fang Ming on the other side was alarmed.

The two teenagers ate quickly, Fang Ming finished eating, and then pulled Yang Xiaohu to Wang Mu and fell to the ground again!

"Senior, please accept us!" Fang Ming kowtowed three times in a row.

Seeing that Wang Mu didn't react, Fang Ming raised his head and saw that Wang Mu was just staring at Yang Xiaohu beside him, Fang Ming immediately pulled Yang Xiaohu's trouser leg and said, "Xiaohu, this is our benefactor, kowtow with me!"

"Oh!" Yang Xiaohu snorted, obediently knelt there and kowtowed nine times seriously, this set of movements is very skilled, it seems that he has not been a teacher in front of people before.

Wang Mu sighed lightly, and then said, "Fang Ming, I won't accept apprentices for the time being, and you don't have a spiritual root, it's impossible for you to embark on the path of cultivation, do you understand?"

Fang Ming was shocked, he was still kneeling there at this time, and immediately kowtowed to Wang Mu a few times, and sobbed: "Fang Ming thanks his seniors for their advice!"

After a cup of tea, Wang Mu drove the crane spirit talisman to fly towards the west with the two immortal teenagers.

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"Fang Ming, it should be Baihe Town in front, you are home!" Wang Mu took the two teenagers and landed in a clearing, and said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior!" Fang Ming bowed and bowed.

"You take this, go back and divide it into four parts, you and your father and sister, one each, remember to drink it today, otherwise it will be useless!" Wang Mu took out a jade bottle from his arms and put it in the palm of Fang Ming's hand.

In this jade bottle is the leftover body nourishing and qi soup that Wang Mu refined last time, and Fang Ming's family can prolong their life after drinking this soup.

However, Yang Xiaohu was holding a whole roast chicken and eating Zhenghuan at this time, and he didn't even hear Fang Ming waving goodbye to him.

Wang Mu didn't know, this Fang Ming knew that he had no spiritual roots, and after going back, he studied hard, and two years later, he was named on the gold list in one fell swoop, and became the youngest Jinshi in a hundred miles, and then Fang Jinshi was 100 years old, and the Fang family also became one of the most famous families in hundreds of miles, and the Fang family ancestral hall was not dedicated to others, but the portrait of an unknown young man.