He asked where Mr. Mo had frequented in the past few months and learned that there was a cliff with many crow hags living on it. Mr. Mo got away from his followers many times and went up the cliff alone.
"Let's go to the cliff first."
The young master looked at Chen Yang and Tian Xingjian.
Chen Yang nodded, and Tian Xingjian had no objection. Anyway, there are currently no clues about Mr. Mo's whereabouts, so he can only take a step at a time.
When the acting deacon of the Xiaoyao Sect stationed at Crow Rock learned of this, he sent a disciple named Huang Sheng as a guide, accompanied by four or five Xiaoyao Sect disciples as guards.
The young master did not refuse, and boarded the flying boat with several others, heading towards a place called Black Crow Forest in Crow Rock.
Since the terrain near Crow Rock is flat, the flying boat can fly close to the ground, which saved the group a lot of time and arrived at the edge of Black Crow Forest in less than half a day.
This is a forest filled with mist. The trees inside are tall and dense, their branches are intertwined, blocking the sky and the sun, so it looks extremely dark. In addition, the mournful cries of ravens can be heard from time to time in the air, making the entire forest seem to be sleeping in death.
The airship cannot fly at low altitude here, so everyone can only move forward on foot.
Tian Xingjian took the initiative to open the way, holding the giant ax he won at the auction and chopping the branches blocking the road, making everyone move much faster.
Chen Yang was always alert to his surroundings, and when he reached out with his spiritual consciousness, he unexpectedly discovered that there were many living creatures lurking in the seemingly quiet woods.
However, they are all low-level monsters and are not a threat to practitioners like them at all.
Tian Xingjian walked for a while and saw an open space in front of him, so he suggested that a few people repair it, and the young master readily agreed.
When the guide Huang Sheng saw this, he couldn't refuse, so he had to hold a sword and lead several Xiaoyao Sect disciples on guard.
At this moment, Huang Sheng suddenly saw Tian Xingjian taking out a set of teapots and cups from somewhere, heating the tea with his spiritual power, and handed it to the young master. He said with a flattering smile: "Young master, please drink tea."
The young master laughed dumbly and said: "Good fellow, Fatty, you brought all the teapots in the teahouse."
"Didn't I see that the young master likes the tea there?"
Tian Xingjian chuckled.
The young master was not polite. He drank the tea and ordered Tian Xingjian to share some tea with the Xiaoyao sect disciples who were traveling with him.
When the disciples who were escorting him saw Tian Xingjian bringing tea, they couldn't help but look at each other.
One of them even whispered in Huang Sheng's ear: "Captain, where did the young master find this fat man? He is not very capable, but he is quite good at flattery."
Huang Sheng shook his head and said: "I don't know, I just heard from the fat man that the young master gave him a lot of benefits, so he followed."
Tian Xingjian rambled on along the way, lamenting the young master's generosity from time to time. It was only then that Huang Sheng realized that the fat man was invited by the young master with a huge promise of money.
"I can do things like serving tea and water! If you have this money, why not share it with us to improve our lives."
Huang Sheng looked at Tian Xingjian like a servant, fanning the young master, and couldn't help but lament.
At this moment, a rustling sound came from the forest.
Huang Sheng was suddenly startled and shouted: "Be on guard!"