When Yang Ming asked Morin if he was a virgin, Morin did not answer him clearly.

Could it be that even Morin is not a virgin anymore!

When considering this possibility, Yang Ming suddenly felt that his years had been in vain...

It was about to be my seventeenth birthday, what was the result?

Eighteen-year-old Brother Xiao is already married! He is still a young man!

This made Yang Ming a little unacceptable, but after Lin Ruo and Hu Yue packed their bags, everyone was about to embark on the road to the east.

"It will take about two days from Yunjing to Yandong, and this time it will still be divided into two groups."

Everyone gathered in the hall of Zuiweng Mountain, and Lao Lu began to explain to them the mission of going to Yandong.

First of all, Lao Lu wants to see Bai Xiaoxiao first. Under Bai Xiaoxiao's guidance, he went to Jingxin Temple to meet Master Jinghui.

I hope to explore the trends of the sect's activities along the east through Master Jinghui.

Lin Ruo and others went directly to the Merchant Federation in Yandong and checked again the suspicious matters of the bandit suppression in Yandong that year.

Among this group of people, Yang Ming and Lin Ruo's strength is not far from the third level of concentration, and Hu Yue and Molin can provide them with quite good protection abilities.

As for Mr. Donkey, he was naturally responsible for protecting them just like when he went to Nanyue.

"I have a little clue about what happened in Yandong that year."

Lin Ruo took out some documents, which recorded what happened in Yandong.

Zhang Laosi led Lingzi's soldiers to the mountains along the southeast to suppress the bandits and fell into ambush by the bandits.

Tang Xin's wrong command led to Lin Nian's death.

But was Lin Nian's death really caused by Tang Xin's wrong command?

After collecting evidence from multiple parties and information from the banned book, Lin Ruo came to a conclusion.

Lin Nian may not have died.

"Although it's just a doubt of mine, these doubts are the confidence that supports me to keep going."

The situation was too strange at that time. Lin Nian led a team of ten people to a low-lying area called Qinglin Zhuo to pursue the bandits. Due to Tang Xin's wrong decision and insufficient support, the team of ten people was destroyed.

These ten people died in a very miserable way.

Except for Lin Nian, everyone else was cut off their hands and feet and then penetrated their throats with a sword.

Only Lin Nian turned into a pile of minced meat that was difficult to piece together. It was obvious that it was not done by the same murderer at all.

Moreover, according to the records, Lin Nian's body was almost destroyed into minced meat, and this kind of attack was obviously impossible to just attack one person.

Finally, after thoroughly cleaning up the bandits in Qinglin Swamp, Zhang Laosi fell into doubt.

During the entire process of suppressing bandits, there were no bandits with strength higher than the Concentration Realm, so Lin Nian's death seemed extremely abrupt.

Therefore, Lin Ruo always felt that someone must have captured Lin Nian and regarded it as a prisoner.

Or, based on some of the information he found in the forbidden book layer, Lin Nian was more likely to be arrested by the sect to do some strange experiments.

After all, Lin Nian has a talent that is absolutely coveted. A genius who touched the threshold of the concentrating realm at the age of twelve has no reason not to be targeted.

"Indeed, your brother's talent is indeed a bit terrifying."

Lu Cheng also heard about Lin Nian's talent.

"But now, these are just assumptions. We set off immediately and went to Yandong to find out."

"good!"

Lin Ruo nodded, everyone calmed down their mood, and went out and stepped onto the carriage heading towards the east.

...

At this time, the Heng family had returned to Haul Mountain, and the three Xiaoyue Tianlang were also here with him.

"To be honest, I really don't want to come here."

The three of them are just the fourth level of the God Transformation. Every time they climb Mount Haul, they have to ask the Heng family to help.

"The empire naturally needs an explanation for taking the westbound desert."

Hengjia looked at the ridge of Haul Mountain, and the temple with its doors closed tightly said:

"I asked you to come just to watch it."

"It is also to let you testify."

After saying that, Hengjia directly pushed open the gate of the temple.

Although this is the ridge of Mount Haul, it is a height of over a thousand meters.

In this high altitude that is beyond the reach of the clouds, breathing becomes a little unsmooth.

The Heng family took the three of them into the temple, where there were people who called themselves "Sangha".

These people have very distinct oriental characteristics. As the sacred race of the temple, they guard the temple from generation to generation.

The temple of Mount Haul is called a temple, but in fact, it is a huge city built by the Sangha people.

To the north of Mount Haul is full of snow and storms all year round, but to the south of Mount Haul, there is a warm climate and countless plants.

On such a high mountain, the trees should have been very low, but there are countless tall trees at the ridge to the south.

Here, the Sanha people's livestock farming brings vitality to this temple.

"Dear Mr. Xuanyuan, welcome back."

Xuanyuan Ming's attendant was a monk named Yadeng.

The Sangha people have a unique belief. There is no supreme existence in their belief system, and their belief is their own city.

This city can be said to be the most peaceful and happy city in the world. It has no formation, no true energy, and no disputes.

All I have is devotion and faith in my own city.

"Adon, I heard that the Lord is dead, is it true?"

The Hengjia couldn't wait to ask, and Yaden gave him a positive answer very seriously.

"Yes, Mr. Jehovah died a few days ago."

"The old man who has lived for two hundred and thirty years died so miserably."

Yaden couldn't help but sigh, this Lord had been staying in Haul Mountain for a long time.

The only person in the same era as him is now left with the Golden Winged Dapeng.

Moreover, Dapeng is not a human, but a shattered bird.

"After he died, did Augustus move?"

The Hengjia asked, and Yaden shook his head.

"Mr. Augustus was very dull and even held a funeral for Mr. Jehovah."

"This surprised me a little."

"Then, I was drunk at night and seemed very happy."

"This is his style!"

Before Hengjia could finish his speech, the Golden-winged Roc flew directly into the city from above the main temple and came to Hengjia.

"My dear Xiao Ming! You are back!"

"You don't know how much I miss you when I'm here. Those beasts are so boring!"

The Golden-winged Roc complained about the other people in the Temple of Gods. Indeed, in Xuanyuan Ming's opinion, the other people were indeed boring enough.

Mikhail and the Lord of the Snow Fields drink every day and basically have no brains.

If the Lord is alive, he has been secretly traveling to the West with his will. If he is idle, he will come to a beautiful pastor to talk about his life and ideals.

Finally, it’s about going to bed.

Augustus climbed the top of Mount Haul every day. He probably didn't go today. When the Lord died, he had to be very happy. He should have had a few days of drinking with Mikhail and the others.

As for the two black powerful men Bentong and Kukumali, they communicated with their spiritual beasts every day, as shamans, and they were always divine and divine every day.

It was really a bit embarrassing for Golden-Winged Dapeng to get along with these guys.

"So, if you don't come back, I probably have to go down the mountain to find you!"

"These guys are so boring!"

"Hey? The little wolf dog is coming up with you too!"

It seemed that he had noticed the three behind Heng's family, and the Golden-winged Big Plug approached the three with great interest.

At this time, the golden-winged roc had turned into a young man. This guy really didn't like the appearance of a human body, because it was very inconvenient to look like a human body.

It is inconvenient to fly and the battle remains unchanged. Except for the usual time when communicating with people, it is not very good at other times.

"Ahem,
To be continued...