"I am Master Gui Teng. It was not intentional for me to trespass into the noble territory. Please forgive me." Shen Luo controlled Master Gui Teng to appear, and according to the witch etiquette taught by Huo Lingzi, he saluted with his right hand across his chest.
"Sir, do you understand the etiquette of my Wu clan?" The old man of the Wu clan showed a hint of surprise.
"I learned about it in an ancient book." Master Gui Teng said calmly.
"Our Wu clan has long been lost in the long river of time. I didn't expect that you could see the classics that record our clan. It seems that you have a special connection with our Wu clan. My name is Matu, and I am the patriarch of the White Fang clan." The old man of the Wu clan returned the salute.
"It turns out to be Chief Matu, nice to meet you. There was some misunderstanding between me and two warriors of your tribe before, and I injured one of their war beasts. I hope Chief can forgive me. How can I compensate you?" Master Gui Teng said sincerely, and at the same time took out the two bone knives and bone spears, and returned them to the two young men from the Wu clan with both hands.
Although the two men still looked at Master Gui Teng with hostility, the anger on their faces had subsided a lot. At the same time, they reached out and took the two weapons.
"Since it is a misunderstanding, there is no need for compensation. Although my Wu clan has declined, we are not short of a war beast. Fellow Daoist Gui Teng does not seem to have come to our island alone. Since other fellow Daoists are also nearby, please come out." Chief Matu looked around with sharp eyes.
"Haha, Chief Matu is so powerful that he can actually find our traces. I admire you." Yanlie's voice sounded, and a beam of fire shot out from a distance and landed at the entrance of the valley, revealing the figures of Yanlie and Master Wanshui.
A pink light flashed on the other side, and Tao Xiang, Liu Hong, and Li Biao also appeared.
A yellow light flashed on the ground in front of the valley, and Panax notoginseng emerged from the ground.
Shen Luo's eyes darkened. He was in the Xiaoyao Mirror, and it was not convenient for him to use his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings. He did not notice that other people had rushed over at some point.
All six of them were true immortals. Although the Wu Clan did not cultivate their spirits, they were still able to sense the cultivation of Yan Lie and the others. The warriors of the White Fang Tribe suddenly became frightened and looked alert.
"My fellow Taoists are very powerful and are not unknown people. I wonder why you came to our closed island?" Chief Matu frowned, as if he did not expect the newcomers to be so powerful.
"We are cultivators from the boundless sea of sand on earth. We accidentally entered this secret land and are currently searching for the caves and tombs of some senior masters buried here. I wonder if the clan leader could give us some advice? After exploring this island, we will turn around and leave immediately and will not cause any trouble to your tribe." Yan Lie said straight to the point with a smile on his face.
In fact, they had already searched everywhere on the island, but found nothing except this witch tribe.
The White Fang tribe has a large number of people and is quite powerful, but except for Chief Matu, the strength of the others is below that of a True Immortal.
If Yan Lie and the others' cultivation had just reached the level when they entered the secret realm, they naturally would not dare to be so unreasonable to the White Fang tribe. However, their cultivation had greatly improved over the years, and they had obtained many powerful magic weapons from various places in the secret realm. Their strength was incomparable to the past, and they were no longer something that the Wu tribe could contend with. Therefore, Yan Lie was too lazy to beat around the bush and stated his purpose directly.