"Isn't the Holy Blood of the Golden Crow passed down from generation to generation by your Fire Crow Kings? How did it get into your body?" Little Jiao asked Wuhua.
Wuhua lowered her head and replied: "My father has passed away. Before he died, he passed the holy blood to my brother. But then there was a conflict between my brother and the great elder, and the clan began to be in turmoil. One day, my brother suddenly He found me, passed the holy blood into my body, and asked an elder to take me away from Fuso Island."
"Fuso Island?" Du Fang raised his eyebrows and shouted. He had never heard of this island.
Xiao Jiao glanced at Du Fang and said: "Fuso Island is the holy land of the Red Fire Crow Clan, and it is also the place where the previous Fire Crow Kings have lived."
Wuhua seemed to have remembered something, and then continued: "The elder took me to escape for a long time, but I was still chased by the tribesmen sent by the great elder. The elder asked me to leave first, and stayed to deal with it myself. He also said that he would come back to me later. "
Xiaojiao heard what Wuhua said and interrupted: "Then you wandered to the island where we met, but the elder didn't come to find you, right?"
After Xiao Jiao finished speaking, Wuhua made a "pop" sound and began to cry on her back.
Du Fang looked at Wuhua's appearance, pursed his lips, and felt very unhappy. Of course he knew that the elder must have died if he didn't come to look for it.
At this time, the doubts in Du Fang and Xiao Jiao's hearts were finally solved. Wuhua was wandering outside and could not be found in the clan for a while. It was not until it followed Du Fang and Xiao Jiao to Tianzhe Island and made a big fuss that they finally revealed themselves. His whereabouts were exposed, and he was found by his clan members. Du Fang happened to be away, so he was locked away with a fire chain by his clan members.
Hearing this, Xiao Jiao turned around and looked at Du Fang, with a distressed look on his face, and got into the Qiankun Stone. Wuhua just covered her face and cried, not noticing Xiao Jiao's actions.
As soon as the little dragon entered the Qiankun Stone, he sent a message to Du Fang and said: "Boy, Wuhua's matter is a bit difficult to handle."
"Well, I know, I'm afraid that the Crimson Fire Clan is now in the hands of that great elder. If you stand on Uhua's side now, you will be an enemy of the entire Crimson Fire Clan."
Xiao Jiao lay on the spiritual jade and felt very embarrassed. With the strength of him and Du Fang at this time, it was really impossible for him and Du Fang to go against the entire Crimson Fire Tribe.
For a moment, both Du Fang and Xiaojiao fell silent, and the only sound left was the sound of Wuhua crying.
Du Fang looked at Wu Hua in front of him, and naturally knew that if he let it go, Wu Hua would end up very miserable. Thinking of this, Du Fang gritted his teeth and asked Xiao Jiao: "Xiao Jiao, the great elder of the Red Fire Tribe What state is it?”
"Well... I remember that the Crimson Fire Clan is a small clan. Over the years, there have only been one or two Fire Crow Kings who can reach the cultivation level of the Sightseeing Realm. The rest are all in the Nascent Xuan Realm. And the great elders in their tribe are generally the same as the Fire Crow King. The Crow King's realm is similar, there won't be much difference, and it is estimated that he will be at the Dzogchen level of the Nascent Xuan Realm."
"Is it possible to reach the Great Perfection in the Nascent Realm? Although it is difficult, it is not impossible." Du Fang thought for a while and responded to the little dragon.
Du Fang stretched out his hand, touched Wu Hua gently, and said, "Wu Hua, what is the level of the great elder in your clan?"
Wuhua wiped the tears on her face with her wings, and responded with sobs: "It is the cultivation of Dzogchen in the Nascent Realm."
Du Fang nodded and said slowly: "As expected, are there other people in the Nascent Realm in that clan?"
Wuhua tilted her head and thought for a while, and then said while thinking: "There are three elders in the late Nascent Realm, and seven or eight elders in the middle Nascent Realm and early Nascent Realm, adding up to about ten people.
"
When Du Fang heard what Wuhua said, his face immediately darkened, sweat began to form on his forehead, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with a slight hesitation: "Are there so many?"
Wuhua looked at Du Fang and nodded: "Yes."
Du Fang stared blankly at the black flower, sighed, and asked Xiaojiao: "Little Jiao, how come there are so many masters in the Crimson Fire Tribe? I'm afraid the entire strength is almost as strong as those in the Boundless Sea.
The strength of Hanhaizong has been surpassed."
Xiao Jiao rolled his eyes: "What does this mean? There are many more powerful tribes in the Boundless Sea than the Red Fire Crow Clan. The Hanhai Sect knows that the Boundless Sea is difficult to govern, so it is just superficial. As long as the Kraken does not go too far, the spirit
The sea will not take action."
"No, we can't have a head-on confrontation with Wuhua's tribe. Otherwise, not only will Wuhua not be able to be saved, but we will have to fight together." After Du Fang thought about it carefully, he said to Xiaojiao.
"That's right. Otherwise, let's take Wuhua back to Liguo first, and let's discuss matters within his clan in the long run."
Du Fang nodded, feeling that what Xiaojiao said was reasonable, but after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, and then said: "It is indeed feasible to return to Li country, but if you want to return to Li country, you must go to Hanhaizong to borrow the magic circle. I
You can disguise yourself, you can hide in the Qiankun Stone, but what about Wuhua? Its red beak and claws will cause great disaster if it appears."
The little dragon's eyes moved rapidly, as if it wanted to come up with a solution to both problems, but after thinking for a long time, it still couldn't find a good solution. In desperation, it said: "Don't worry so much, it is not safe to stay here after all.
, let’s go find a place to hide near Hanhaizong first, the Red Fire Crow clan will not dare to go to Hanhaizong’s territory easily even if they want to capture Wuhua.”
"Okay, let's do this first."
Du Fang looked at Wuhua and said: "Wuhua, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go hide near Hanhaizong for a while and then figure out a solution for your clan's affairs."
When Wuhua heard this, she looked at Du Fang with two black eyes, nodded slowly, moved her body, turned into the size of an ordinary bird, and flew to Du Fang's shoulder.
Du Fang took a deep breath, turned into a blue rainbow, and took the black flower soaring into the sky.
Du Fang, who had escaped high into the sky, took out the chart of this sea area and looked at it carefully. After a while, he finally found the nearest Hanhaizong station "Zhanhu Island."
Du Fang turned his head, looked at Wuhua on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Wuhua, let's go to Zhanhu Island first to avoid the limelight."
Wuhua nodded and replied: "Okay, wherever you and Xiaojiao go, I will go."
Du Fang chuckled, turned his head, accelerated his escape speed, and flew away into the distance.
In the boundless sea, a huge red island is covered with mulberry trees. The strange thing is that every leaf, trunk and branch of these mulberry trees is red, like flames.
This red island is the holy land of the Red Fire Crow Clan, Fuso Island.
In the center of the island, there are two huge mulberry trees intertwined and growing together, forming a giant arch-bridge-like plant. On top of the plant, an unknown material is used to build a magnificent palace. The palace is completely black, and looking at it
Very mysterious.
At this time, in a certain hall in the palace, an old man wearing a black golden robe was standing on a high platform, facing a wall with a golden sun carved on it, with his eyes closed, not knowing where he was.
What to think about.
Under the high platform, three old men in red brocade robes were sitting on chairs with different expressions. One old man was closing his eyes and concentrating, another old man was leaning on the chair casually with his legs crossed, and another was holding a hand.
He lowered his chin and looked out of the hall, while his other hand moved his fingers and tapped on the armrest of the chair.
The four people in the hall had no communication with each other, and they all seemed to be waiting for something.
After a while, a red fire crow flew into the temple, and then immediately prostrated on the ground and said timidly: "Elder, something bad has happened. The tribesmen sent to welcome the Holy Son back have returned, but they did not bring the Holy Son back."
Bring it back, and Senior Chiqiu has also fallen."
"What? The Holy Son was not brought back, and Chiqiu fell?"
"Please tell me in detail what happened."
The three old men in red robes sitting on the chairs shouted one after another. They all sat upright, looked at the red fire crow who came to report the news, and shouted loudly.
The red fire crow lying on the ground was sweating coldly, and stammered: "I... had already received the Holy Son, but Du Fang, who was wanted by Hanhaizong, suddenly appeared... and attacked.
Killed Senior Chiqiu, and also took away the Holy Son..."
After hearing this, the three old men looked at each other in surprise. One of the old men frowned and continued to ask the Red Fire Crow on the ground: "That Du Fang seems to have only reached the Great Perfection of Huaquan Realm, right?"
"Yes, that boy only has the cultivation level of Huaquan realm, but he used some mysterious tricks to murder Senior Chiqiu."
After hearing this, the old man's eyes began to move, and then he waved his hand to the red fire crow on the ground: "Okay, you can go out first."
The red fire crow on the ground saw the old man asking him to leave, and quickly got up and flew out of the hall.
After the red fire crow left, the three old men started talking among themselves, and the content was all about who Du Fang was and how he killed Chiqiu.
Just as the three people were discussing in full swing, the old man wearing a black golden cloud robe on the high platform slowly turned around and faced the three old men below the stage and said loudly: "You three go in person and bring the Holy Son to the throne."
Bring him back, and as for Du Fang, I'll let you do whatever you want."
The face of the old man in black and gold robes was covered with wrinkles, and his drooped eyelids almost covered his eyes. The skin on his face was very loose, and the sides of his cheeks were sunken inward. He looked like he was about to die soon.
Although the old man on the stage looked extremely old, when the three people in the audience heard his words, they stood up quickly and bowed their hands in greeting, seeming to respect him very much.
After the old man finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back, turned around, looked at the exquisite sun pattern on the wall, and clenched his fists...
Du Fang took the black flower and rushed to Zhanhu Island. He had been escaping for more than ten consecutive days. In order to reduce the consumption of mana, Du Fang had to slow down his escape speed.
Two days later, Du Fang finally slowly entered the waters of Zhanhu Island.
"Oh, we are finally here. This sea is really boundless." Du Fang said tiredly.
Wuhua flapped her wings and said to Du Fang: "Let's find a place to rest first. There must be many people around Zhanhu Island."
With a flash of blue light, the little dragon flew out of the Qiankun Stone, lay on Wuhua's back, and said: "Yes, quickly find a secluded place. If you fly forward, I'm afraid you will encounter you human monks." "
Du Fang nodded and turned around. Instead of flying forward, he changed his direction and looked for a place to stay temporarily.
Along the way, Du Fang saw a lot of rocks and wanted to fall into them, but then he thought about it and it was difficult to hide in the rocks, so he gave up.
After a while, Du Fang saw a small island on the distant sea. The vegetation on the island was lush and green, and there was no trace of the monks.
"This place is nice." Du Fang looked at the small island in the distance and said.
Little Foot was a little worried, so he flew from Wuhua's back to Du Fang's head and said, "Wait a minute, let me take a look first."
With that said, the little dragon released his spiritual thoughts from his body and swept towards the small island.
After Xiaojiao checked the island, he said to Du Fang with confidence: "Okay, there is no danger on this island, let's go."
Wuhua seemed to feel the terrifying power of Xiaojiao's spiritual thoughts, and asked stupidly: "Little Jiao, how can your spiritual thoughts be stronger than those of the elders in our clan?"
Xiaojiao tilted his head, looked at Wuhua, and said fiercely: "The elder of your clan? I am qualified to be their great-grandfather!"
When Wuhua heard this, she was puzzled and kept shaking her head.
Du Fang heard their conversation, smiled knowingly, and flew towards the island.
With Du Fang's speed, he arrived at the small island in just a moment. Du Fang looked carefully and saw the small valleys among the several peaks connected to the island.
Du Fang stood in the valley, looked up at the surrounding peaks, and then the Zhouzhong Spirit-Slaying Sword flashed out, shooting several rays of sword light into the surrounding woods and cutting out a lot of wood.
Then Du Fang put away the Spirit-Slaying Sword, grabbed the wood with both hands, and slashed with it, and then a very rough hut appeared in front of Du Fang.
Du Fang smiled slightly and said to Du Fang and Xiaojiao: "Let's stay here during this period."
Wuhua was very happy to see the hut, and she turned over and flew into it. However, Xiaojiao complained to Du Fang and said, "You brat, this broken house might as well have dug a hole in the mountain!"
Du Fang smiled softly and did not say anything back. He just waited for the little dragon to enter the hut and then flew up into the sky.
Du Fang stood in the air, looked around at the surrounding peaks, then looked down at the location of the hut, then flew back to the side of the hut, condensed a line of mana with his fingers, and began to carve patterns next to the hut.
Du Fang connected the hut to the surrounding peaks through formations, then put down the spirit stone and directed a stream of mana towards the hut.
This magic energy bounced back and forth on the hut and the surrounding peaks. After a while, a burst of white mist immediately rose in the valley, covering the hut.
Xiaojiao and Wuhua saw the white mist appearing in the valley and flew out of the hut.
"Hidden formation? Well, although there is no one here, it is safer to set up this formation." Xiao Jiao looked at the white mist everywhere and said to himself.
Du Fang laughed and greeted Xiaojiao and Wuhua into the hut.
After entering the hut, Du Fang sat cross-legged and began to discuss with Xiaojiao and Wuhua how to return to Liguo.
"Xiaojiao, do you have any way to hide Wuhua? This way, you can sneak into Hanhai Sect secretly and use the void magic circle."
After hearing this, the little dragon looked at the Wuhua beside him, shook his head helplessly, and said: "Even the method of changing the shape of the heavenly dragon is not safe. Its cultivation and spiritual power are too weak. Once it enters the city, it will
Discovered."
Wuhua blinked and asked, "Where is Liguo?"
The little dragon rolled his eyes at it and replied: "The other side of the Xingluo Sea."
"Are we leaving the sea on the other side of the Xingluo Sea?" Wuhua was very surprised and asked.
"What? Don't you want to go?"
Wuhua shook her head quickly: "No, no, I'm willing to go. I haven't left the boundless sea yet."
Du Fang chuckled, patted Wuhua's head, and whispered: "Come back to Li Country with us, and one day when you have cultivated enough, I will take you back to the clan."
Wuhua laughed loudly and kept rubbing her head against Du Fang's body.
Unknowingly, Du Fang had been hiding here with Xiaojiao and Wuhua for more than a month.
One night, Du Fangzheng was lying cross-legged on the ground to breathe, while Xiaojiao and Wuhua were lying in front of him and playing.
Suddenly, Xiao Jiao raised his head, frowned and said warily: "Du Fang, be careful, someone is coming!"
"Is there anyone?" Du Fang opened his eyes and felt something was wrong. This island is so remote and no one has visited it for more than a month. How could someone suddenly come here?
"Could he be passing by?"
Xiaojiao shook his head and said solemnly: "They shouldn't be passers-by. They are a man and a woman. Looking at the direction, they are probably coming towards the island."
Wuhua listened to the conversation between the little Jiao and Du Fang, and kept interrupting to ask: "Who are they? What are they doing here?"
But Xiaojiao and Du Fang didn't have the time to care about it at this time, so they left Uihua aside.
After a while, Du Fang's spiritual thoughts indeed scanned the two of them. The two people were not at a high level. The man was in the early stage of the Huaquan realm, and the woman was in the late stage of the Condensation realm. Moreover, the man was wearing a blue brocade robe, and he could tell at a glance.
I know he is from Hanhaizong.
At this time, the man was holding the woman, and the two were very intimate. It seemed like they were in love.
The two flew to the island and immediately saw the white mist appearing in the valley.
The woman lay in the man's arms and said delicately: "Brother Xiucheng, the fog here is so thick."
The man looked at the fog in the valley and was a little surprised: "Hey, it's a bit strange. There is usually no fog on this island."
The woman leaned her head on the man's chest and said pitifully: "Brother Xiucheng, there can't be any monsters inside, I'm scared."
The man hugged the beauty in his arms tighter, making her press against his body completely, and then said arrogantly: "Even if there is a monster, I will kill it and take out the monster pill and give it to you, not to mention
, you and I making love in the clouds and mist, this feeling is so wonderful!"
After the man finished speaking, he looked at the woman with a wicked smile. The woman seemed to be full of joy, but she pretended to be shy, squirming in the man's arms, turned around, and turned her back to the man.
This time, the woman's back was completely pressed against the man's body. The man felt that his heart was simmering, and his belly was getting hotter and hotter. He suddenly hugged the woman tightly, and his hands began to roam around her body.
Du Fang noticed this embarrassing scene with his spiritual mind and couldn't help but laugh out loud in embarrassment.
The little dragon looked excited, flew to Du Fang's head, and kept patting Du Fang with his paws: "Hey, boy, it seems there is a big show today!"
The man and woman flew into the island, and the man let go of his mind and swept away the white mist in the valley.
This man was only at the early stage of Huaquan Realm. Although he released his spiritual thoughts to explore, he could not see through the magic circle set up by Du Fang. Therefore, after a quick scan, he found nothing.
"Hey, this place is empty. It is the perfect place for you and me." The man picked up the woman with both hands, ignored her crimson face, smelled her cheeks and neck for a while, and then flew away in the valley.