Qin Sang glanced over, but Fang Laomo was nowhere to be seen.

An elder bowed and said: "The great witch Zhu is hosting a banquet at the Witch God Mountain and has ordered us to come and greet the true king."

The three elders, like stars holding the moon, accompanied Qin Sang in the teleportation formation to Wushen Mountain.

Walking out of the teleportation hall, Qin Sang saw a group of Nascent Souls of the Wu Clan waiting in front of the hall. The leader was an old man in a black robe with a clear appearance. Qin Sang knew at a glance that he was a transformed spirit body, and there was something lying in the brain palace.

A cicada.

The whole body of the cicada is as crystal clear as emerald, and its thin wings are dotted with starlight.

Starwing Cicada!

Qin Sang still had fresh memories of that scene, secretly wondering if this old man was Fang Laomo's original appearance?

"When I met Qin Zhenjun, Fang was disappointed to welcome him from afar. I'm disrespectful! I'm disrespectful!"

Fang Laomo, who was already a great wizard, took a step forward, bowed his head, and looked at Qin Sang with a somewhat complicated look.

His behavior and expression are all the same as those of ordinary people. Unless he has Qin Sang's eyesight, he would hardly notice any abnormalities.

Qin Sang secretly looked at Fang Laomo and saw that his aura was no weaker than that of the great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage. Unexpectedly, after losing a life insect Gu, his cultivation level increased instead of losing it.

He can now appear in disguise. I wonder if he has gained some supernatural powers due to his great advancement in cultivation. Is it possible that he can reshape his body in the future?

Looking at the calm old man in front of him, Qin Sang couldn't help but be surprised. Recalling the scene when they first met, Fang Laomo was so unruly and unruly. The human Nascent Soul could hear the cicadas chirping and everyone's expressions changed. Even the great witch Zhu of the Wu clan could not restrain him.

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It seems that Fang Laomo, the great witch, is not just for nothing. Qin Sang also heard Bao Zhengnan and others talking about Fang Laomo. He presided over the witch clan and turned the tide several times. He was considered to be dedicated, impartial and selfless.

The Wu clan has suffered a series of disasters, but it is still possible to survive to this day because of the indispensable contribution of Fang Laomo.

The great witch Zhu entrusted him with his life back then, and finally touched this person.

On second thought, Qin Sang returned the courtesy and said, "You and I are old friends and have shared hardships together. Why should you be so polite, my fellow Taoist Fang?"

"Yes, Fang and Zhenjun are old friends. It's rare that Zhenjun still remembers me..."

Old Demon Fang sighed.

After being summoned by Bao Zhengnan, he recalled for a while before he remembered that this person existed.

Back then, he had no one left, and Qin Sang couldn't even reach the Nascent Soul realm. How could he notice her?

Who would have thought that with the passage of time, among the younger generation, Bao Zhengnan would be equal to him, but this person would actually be above him, entering the realm that countless cultivators dream of, and living in a carefree world.

"The true king's natural talent makes it ridiculous that Fang was so ignorant back then..."

Fang Laomo shook his head and smiled bitterly, then turned sideways and said, "Fang has prepared some turbid wine, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the true king to see him."

Qin Sang cupped his hands and said politely.

It rains lightly.

The teleportation hall is located halfway down the mountainside, and further up is the forbidden area of ​​​​the witch clan, the Great Witch Zhu Mansion. Even the witch clan monks must obtain permission to enter.

Qin Sang deliberately observed Wushen Mountain, but before he could escape, Fang Laomo and others had no choice but to follow him up the steps.

The raindrops hit the leaves, making a crackling sound, which is refreshing and natural.

Qin Sang looked up at the sky. The top of the Wushen Mountain was covered with clouds. It was already night outside, but the mountain was as bright as day.

A hundred miles above the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, thunder and lightning danced wildly, silver snakes galloped, and terrifying thunder flashed all the time. The thunder was blocked by the mountain ban, just like when Qin Sang first met him.

He had heard the legend of the Witch God Mountain before. This mountain has always been regarded as a holy mountain by the Wu Clan. The clouds and thunder never dispersed all year round. The Wu Clan monks thought it was a miracle of the Witch God.

Qin Sang sensed that the dark clouds and thunder here were ordinary celestial phenomena, and there seemed to be nothing strange about them, but this was precisely the most abnormal thing!

Wushen Continent is not an area with abundant water vapor, and ordinary clouds cannot disperse forever.

He glanced at Fang Laomo. There were many people here and he didn't say anything more. He would ask for details after the banquet.

Entering the banquet hall, the guests and the host were seated, and the maid came with fairy fruit and wine.

Qin Sang drank a few drinks with him, and then he said, "Do you know the purpose of my visit?"

The top leaders of the Wu clan put down their jade lamps one after another and sat looking solemnly.

Fang Laomo said in a deep voice: "Palace Master Bao once sent a secret message. We know a little bit about it, but there are many details that are unclear. Please make it clear, Lord."
Chapter completed!