"In the name of Wandao Pavilion." Old Ge said.
"Huh?" The chief deacon was stunned again.
"We provide Fang Yu with convenience and frankness. Why do we need to hide our identity?" Ge Lao asked back, "Go, finish this matter as soon as possible."
The chief deacon's face changed, and his eyes were full of doubt and perplexity.
But in the end he didn't ask again, instead he responded and turned and left.
Old Ge sat in his original position, squinting slightly, his eyes flickering.
…
at dusk.
Fang Yu fished out two big fish weighing three to four kilograms from the waters off the island, set up firewood on the beach and grilled them.
In fact, Fang Yu nowadays doesn't often feel hunger and thirst, and already has the conditions for bigu.
But he is still interested in food, and doesn't want to abandon it.
And now the two fishes being grilled on the firewood were Fang Yu's first meal after arriving on the upper plane.
Fang Yu squatted in front of the firewood, while Xiao Xi'er stood beside him, staring at the grilled fish that had been roasted by the firewood, his eyes glistening.
This scene is very similar to Yu Yueyue when he was in Chengzhong Village in Jianghai City.
"You must be there, don't worry." Fang Yu said.
"Yeah." Xiao Xi'er nodded obediently.
Fang Yu glanced at Mu Qingran, who was standing on the other side, and asked, "Do you want it?"
Mu Qingran recovered, and immediately shook his head.
"That's good, I'll eat one and a half, you eat half." Fang Yu said to Xiao Xi'er.
"Okay!" Xiao Xi'er licked his lips, his face full of expectation.
Soon, the grilled fish will be ready.
Fang Yu tore off half of Xiao Xi'er, and then he hugged the remaining one and ate half of it.
Mu Qingran stood aside, looking straight at Fang Yu.
It was the first time she saw that a strong man of this level ate the food that the secular world used to fill their stomachs.
In Mu Qingran's cognition, a powerful person like Fang Yu... even if he wants to eat it, he has to take all kinds of elixir, dragon blood and dragon blood pith.
Fang Yu could feel Mu Qingran's surprised gaze, but he didn't care.
"Head!"
Just after Fang Yu got rid of the last bit of grilled fish, Chen Ye flew from behind, very fast.
Fang Yu washed his hands with sea water and turned around.
At this moment, Chen Ye just fell in front of him.
"What's wrong?" Fang Yu asked.
Chen Ye glanced at Mu Qingran.
"It's okay, let's talk." Fang Yu said.
"Just now, two monks from Wandao Pavilion came to our Yuhua Gate." Chen Ye frowned and said.
"Oh? What's the matter?" Fang Yu asked curiously.
"They said, Elder Ge asked them to come over and provide us with an information." Chen Ye looked at Fang Yu and said word by word, "Du Hongtian, the head of the True Martial Body Sect, is currently in Shanwu City!"
Fang Yu squinted his eyes when he heard these words.
Mu Qingran's expression on the side changed slightly.
Fang Yu did not speak, but took out the piece of paper that Chen Ye wrote yesterday.
On the paper, behind the Zhenwu Tizong... Chen Ye wrote the name of the head Du Hongtian.
"This Du Hongtian was the head of the True Martial Arts Sect more than two hundred years ago?" Fang Yu asked with a frown.
"Yes!" Chen Ye replied with cold eyes.
"At that time, he cooperated with Emperor Chen of the Eight Sealed Gods Sect to sack the Yuhua Gate?" Fang Yu asked.
"Isn't he going to talk in person, I don't know. But what Du Hongtian did in the first place was the most exaggerated among that group of beasts!" Chen Ye said with gritted teeth.
"It should be Du Hongtian." Mu Qingran next to him said, "Because the True Martial Arts Sect is not too elder, Du Hongtian has always been the head of the True Martial Arts Sect and has absolute power."
"That's fine." Fang Yu said lightly, "I will go to Shanwu City to find Du Hongtian tomorrow."
"Why would Wandaoge tell you such information?" Mu Qingran frowned slightly and asked.
Chen Ye also looked puzzled and looked at Fang Yu.
Fang Yu was the only person who had communicated directly with Wandao Pavilion.
Could it be that Fang Yu reached an agreement with Elder Ge
However, in fact, there is no agreement.
Fang Yu and Elder Ge didn't talk for a long time, and the process had been testing each other, which was not friendly.
But now, Elder Ge took the initiative to tell Fang Yu the key figures of the True Martial Arts Sect
"I don't know why he did this. Maybe he has a grudge against Du Hongtian." Fang Yu raised his eyebrows, "Want to use my hand to kill Du Hongtian? Or do you think Du Hongtian can get rid of me?"
"No matter what, this information is useful to us, otherwise we will waste a lot of time without finding Du Hongtian in the True Martial Art Sect..."
"Head, then we... set off tomorrow?" Chen Ye squinted.
"Well, rest early and leave tomorrow morning." Fang Yu said.
"Brother Fang, where are you and Uncle Chen going tomorrow?" Xiao Xi'er asked with a greasy face after eating.
"Go and do business, you just stay here." Fang Yu said.
After that, Fang Yu felt that leaving Xiao Xi'er alone on this isolated island seemed inappropriate.
So Fang Yu turned his head to look at Mu Qingran, and smiled: "Since you don't want to return to the Yaochi Holy Land, you can help me see the baby tomorrow?"
Mu Qingran was stunned for a moment, then looked at the creek, nodded and said, "Okay, I will take care of the creek."
"Trouble, saint," Fang Yu said.
…
In the early morning of the next day, Fang Yu and Chen Ye set off again, heading for the mountain fog city.
Mountain Mist City is next to Tianlong City. Due to its high terrain and surrounded by mountains, the entire city is filled with thick mountain mist... Therefore, it is named Mountain Mist City.
On weekdays, Shanwucheng is an ordinary and quiet town with many residents, but the atmosphere is very peaceful.
But in recent days, this small town has suddenly flooded with a large number of monks!
There is no other reason, just because this year's physical training competition is held in Shanwu City!
Therefore, many physical practitioners came to compete, and a large number of monks came to watch the battle!
Mountain fog city has become more lively than ever.
As of today, it is the fourth day of the Physical Training Tournament and it is in the knockout round of the semifinals.
After today's big competition, the current body training will be decided, and as the winner, he will receive a large number of awards from the organizer.
At this moment, the Dawu Pavilion in the center of Shanwu City was full of people and people.
With thousands of monks watching the battle, the four powerful ratios are about to begin!
In the center of the long table in front of the martial arts stage, sat a white-faced, needless man with an extremely strong body.
A man has no hair, and his head reflects light like a mirror.
He was wearing a jet-black costume with a big fist on his left arm.
This is the hallmark of Zhenwu Tizong!
And this man is the head of the True Martial Arts Sect, and also the referee of this sports competition, Du Hongtian!
"Head of Du, I have long admired the name! I come from Ronghemen, but..."
"Headmaster Du, don't come here unharmed, I am..."
"Head Du..."
Various monks from different sects came over to greet Du Hongtian with a respectful attitude.
"Okay, you don't have to come here to be familiar, I don't know you, and I don't want to know you." Du Hongtian frowned, his fierce and violent face full of impatience.