After talking to Zhong Wuwei, Fang Lin felt a lot heavier.
Fang Lin did not fully believe Zhong Wuwei's words, but according to Fang Lin's own past speculation, it was indeed possible that the Dan Alliance was as unbearable as Zhong Wuwei said.
As an alchemist, Fang Lin felt sincerely angry. With such a huge power gathered by an alchemist, why didn't he pursue the path of alchemy properly and had to go down a crooked path
"After I get out of here, I will definitely dig out the secrets of the Dan Alliance. If it is true as Zhong Wuyi said, then I don't want to stay in the Dan Alliance anymore." Fang Lin said secretly.
"It's up to you, kid. Anyway, I will be gone by then. If you are hunted down for leaving the Dan Alliance, then I won't be the one to blame." The old mummy said.
Fang Lin said: "Just like what you said, if that day comes, I will hide directly in the Ancient Demon Ridge. Let's see who dares to enter the Ancient Demon Ridge to deal with me?"
"That's right. A hero is one who can bend and stretch. When you continue to practice in the Ancient Demon Ridge for a hundred or two hundred years, and then come out, how many people in the world will be your rivals? Why don't you just walk sideways?" The old mummy said with a smile.
Fang Lin calmed down, put aside the Dan Alliance matters for the time being, and began to explore this place.
After traveling to many places, Fang Lin finally figured out that there were a lot of medicinal materials in this place, and there were many rare medicinal materials that were not available in the outside world, but there were a lot of them here, and some years they were plentiful.
Fang Lin therefore stopped many times to collect some medicinal materials that he was more interested in.
However, after Fang Lin came here, apart from Zhong Wuwei, he didn't meet another outsider. This made Fang Lin wonder whether he and Zhong Wuwei were the only outsiders here.
Fang Lin couldn't help but regret. He should have asked Zhong Wuwu before to see if he had seen the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng. If the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng was also in this place, it would save Fang Lin a lot of trouble.
"Huh?" Fang Lin came outside a valley. Before he entered the valley, he saw a faint golden Buddha's light rising into the sky.
Fang Lin frowned suddenly. When he saw this golden Buddha light, it meant that there were people from the three Buddhist sects here.
"Damn it, people from the three religions are everywhere." Fang Lin cursed, not having any good impression of the three religions.
"Donor, since you're here, why don't you come in and have a chat." A very young voice came from the valley. It was upright and peaceful, and it also carried some extraordinary power.
Fang Lin's expression changed slightly. The voice of the speaker was not simple. It was slightly coercive. This was to put pressure on Fang Lin.
Unfortunately, Fang Lin was never the kind of person to be intimidated. He was as courageous as the sky. He sneered and walked directly into the valley.
Entering the valley, there are many rare and exotic herbs in front of you, all of which are rare medicinal materials rarely seen outside.
Further ahead, a patch of sunflowers grew.
Fang Lin was startled, why are there sunflowers here? There is no sun here, so how do sunflowers grow
"Donor, this poor monk is polite." Among the many sunflowers, a short, thin and frail little monk walked out.
Fang Lin squinted his eyes and looked at the bald little monk in front of him. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be smaller than himself.
However, Fang Lin would not be careless just because the other person looked young. His own appearance was also so young, but who could know what Fang Lin was like in his two lives.
"Buddhist, you are very brave, you dare to show up in front of me." Fang Lin said calmly, walking towards the young monk without stopping.
This little monk's face is not very good-looking, it can only be regarded as the appearance of an ordinary person, but it is not without characteristics. His earlobes are large and his lips are thick. In the eyes of many ordinary people, this is a person with good fortune.
Fang Lin even noticed that there was no incense scar on the young monk's head.
Although he has not had much contact with the three religions, Fang Lin also knows that Buddhists basically have scars on their heads. However, the little monk in front of him has a bare head and no scars on his head. But it is very rare among Buddhists.
"Donor, don't get me wrong. The poor monk has no ill intentions. He just wants to ask about two people from the benefactor." The young monk clasped his hands together and looked serious, but he did not show any hostility to Fang Lin.
Upon hearing this, Fang Lin basically guessed who the young monk wanted to inquire about, and he still said calmly: "Who do you want to inquire about?"
The young monk said: "The young monk has two companions, one male and one female. They are descendants of Taoism and Confucianism respectively. One is named Qin Guanyue and the other is named Yin Wuyan. I wonder if the donor can see it? If the donor knows, I hope you can tell me Little monk, let me go find these two."
Fang Lin knew that this young monk was probably related to Qin Guanyue and Yin Wuyan, and he should be a descendant of Buddhism.
Fang Lin rolled his eyes and said, "You asked the right question. I do know the whereabouts of the two of them."
When the young monk heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he asked quickly: "Then I hope the donor will tell the young monk. I will be very grateful."
Fang Lin's face was full of sighs: "Both of them were killed by a master with a knife, especially Yin Wuyan, whose head was chopped off and carried in his hand."
When the young monk heard this, he was immediately struck by thunder. He was stunned and his eyes widened.
Fang Lin suppressed a smile in his heart and continued: "The one with the knife seemed to be a descendant of the temple. He wanted to rob something. Of course the two people you mentioned didn't do it, so they started fighting. As a result, the fight ended That's bad, he's too good at using a knife."
The little monk was stunned for a while, his eyes were red, and he shook his head repeatedly: "This is impossible, this is impossible, how could they die?"
Fang Lin was secretly happy when he saw that the young monk actually believed it. This guy was too easy to deceive. He talked nonsense and actually believed it.
"Donor, have they really been killed?" However, the young monk was not really that stupid, and asked Fang Lin again and again.
Fang Lin nodded repeatedly: "He is really dead, what did I lie to you for?"
The little monk suddenly fell to the ground, crying miserably and howling at the same time, but Fang Lin couldn't hear clearly what he was howling.
Fang Lin curled his lips, ignored the silly little monk, turned around and walked out of the valley.
As soon as they walked out of the valley, a person walked towards them.
"For outsiders, since you have arrived in my territory, please leave your life behind." This was an old man with a stooped figure and a cane. He walked three steps at a time. He looked like he had been alive for a few days.
ps: Fourth update, I’m going home. If the network in the community has not been restored, I will go to the Internet cafe again tomorrow. . .