Fang Dang was still running wildly with the Qianye Blind Grass Sword. He had truly seen the terribleness of cultivators. He also knew that he had stabbed the hornet's nest this time. Even if no one caught up with him now, maybe the monks from Yunjian Mountain would appear behind him at any time. He could not be seen by those people, and even their shadows could not be caught by them.

Otherwise, he would definitely die. The hands that tore a warrior at the strong muscle level were too great to Fang Dang.

After Fang Dang ran wildly for an hour, the surrounding forests began to change, and a big river appeared in front of him. The river was vast and the water was flat like a mirror. Fang Dang stared at the river with wide eyes. After a moment of silence, he screamed excitedly.

For Fangdang, who grows up in the rotten beach, water is an extremely precious resource, especially this clean and clear water.

Now what Fang Dang saw was such a big river, a whole big river, and there was no big river that could not be seen from here.

Fang Dang jumped in without hesitation, and then Fang Dang was shocked to find that he was sinking constantly in the water. Fang Dang, who was so drought that he could not even drought, had never seen a river, so how could he know how terrible the water was?

Under the calm water surface, the undercurrent was surging. Fang Dang struggled desperately in the river water for a few times, and in a blink of an eye it disappeared on the river surface, and a string of bubbles disappeared without a trace with the river water.

Half an hour later, Ziyunshan led the disciples of Yunjianshan to chase the river along the way with clues left by Fang Dang.

Fang Dang was indeed very careful. Fang Dang was an expert in hunting and avoiding tracking wild animals. The road he had walked was basically without any trace even if he ran all the way, but it was impossible to leave no trace at all. Especially after Fang Dang ran wildly for ten days, even though he was still alert in his heart, he unconsciously relaxed, so some traces became more and more obvious.

Yunshan, the first sword leader, clearly saw Fang Dang's footprints disappearing on the edge of the river bank. He immediately drove the sword across the river, but never found Fang Dang's footprints on the other side. After tracking it here, it was hard to continue...

His eyes were scarlet, and the angry Ziyun Mountain roared, the river exploded, and it was more than three feet high above the surging, and all the trees on the shore were bent...

The land duck Fangdang couldn't swim at all. It was simply a weight. It sinks when it entered the water and struggled all the way in the water. I don't know how far it was washed out before I was touched and climbed ashore.

However, Fang Dang was a blessing in disguise. If it weren't for this, he would have been caught up by the disciples of Yunjianshan long ago.

Fang Dang lay on the shore with wet body, and streams of water spurted out from his mouth. He had never hated water so much, had never been so afraid of water, nor had he ever drunk so much water at once.

The feeling of powerlessness struggling in the water was so terrible. He would rather face the most terrifying beast in the Rotten Poison Beach than approach the river again.

Fang Dang gasped heavily, like a carp thrown ashore. After a little calming down, Fang Dang sat up.

Looking around, he was in a gravel beach, surrounded by strange and rugged huge rocks, and there were cracks that could be crisscrossed by a person, densely packed like a maze. Here Fang Dang developed an indescribable sense of security. As long as he was hiding in these rocks, even the gods could not find him.

Fang Dang supported himself, crawled and rolled into a crack in the rock. He found a stone nest that only allowed one person to lie down and crawled into the crack in the rock. He immediately got into it. Then, Fang Dang, who was exhausted and shocked, fell asleep.

"Boy, wake up, boy, wake up..."

Fang Dang was extremely tired, but there were always people calling him like flies in his ears, just to prevent him from sleeping soundly, even the Buddha would get angry.

Fang Dang was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so he sat up in a flash. Then Fang Dang hurriedly covered his head. Originally, he had crawled into the stone nest, and he would hit his head as soon as he sat up, but now he didn't hit his head, and he was not even in the stone nest where he was staying.

Fang Dang widened his eyes. In front of him was a simple and elegant room with a wide aroma of books. There were rows of books on the bookshelf, countless, so high that it was beyond the reach. There was a large pot in the distance, with boiling water boiling in the pot, and the boiling aroma of tea was everywhere.

What made Fang Dang even more shocked was that when he woke up, a large group of people were surrounded by a crowd, one of them either a white-bearded old man or an old woman with wrinkles on her face.

One, two, three, four…

Fang Dang counted and found that there were ten old men and ten old ladies.

Fang Dang felt the coldness as if he was surrounded by such a group of old monsters.

Fang Dang couldn't help but look at the big pot through the gap between the old man and his wife, and thought to himself, "Are these old monsters going to cook me and eat meat?"

At this time, an old man who looked the oldest and who had not been holding his hands with his white beard and could drag the floor said kindly: "What's your name?"

Fang Dang blinked and looked at the pot with boiling water. He reached out and touched his side, and found that his sword was gone and a piece of gold on his wrist was gone.

Fang Dang secretly hated in his heart and said, "I have poison on my body. If you eat me, you will definitely die."

The old men and women laughed loudly, and the old man holding his beard smiled and said, "What are you doing to eat? You are the descendants of our Fang family, and you are my kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss grandson."

An old guy next to him with a pleated face like a monster said, "We are your ancestors, you are the child of Wenshan, come and call me grandpa, he is your grandpa, this is your grandpa, this is your grandpa, this is your grandpa, this is your grandpa, this is your grandpa, this is your grandpa, this is your grandpa, this is your grandpa, this is your grandpa, this is your grandpa, this is your grandpa..."

When Fang Dang was dizzy when he heard it, an old lady with age spots on her face and few teeth came over and stretched out her thin, wrinkled skinny hands and touched Fang Dang's face, "Oh, the little guy looks really rare, these eyes are exactly the same as your father when he was a child."

Fang Dang had never been touched by anyone before, and his hair was standing up all over his body.

"Little guy, I am your grandmother, this is your grandmother, this is your grandmother, this is your grandmother..." The old lady touched Fang Dang's face said with a smile.

Hey, Fang Dang burped unknowingly, obviously choking, and his mind couldn't analyze such a complicated relationship.

The pile of ancestors made him dizzy and seemed to have fallen into the water again, unable to touch the world, and he would have to drown if he kicked the sky and kicked the sky.

There is no concept of parents in the rotten beach, and where is the grandfather? What's more, it's something so far away from grandfather?

However, Fang Dang heard his mother say in detail what a family is and what a relative is, so Fang Dang has a certain understanding of the existence of his grandfather.

Suddenly, so many old men and women who recognize relatives appeared, Fang Dang felt at a loss.

At this time, a thud sound was heard, and more than a dozen old men and women stopped their mouths, especially the oldest man who always held white beards in both hands, and a hint of bitterness and sigh on his face.

I saw the crowd parting, and a fat old woman walked slowly in square steps. The old woman was too old and looked older than the oldest man. She had silver-white hair tied behind her head and used a simple wooden hairpin to hold it.

With a dragon-headed crutch in her hand, although she walked slowly, she had endless majesty. Those who didn't know thought she was the Empress Dowager.

Fang Dang's eyes were immediately attracted by the dragon-headed crutch, and the light in his eyes suddenly became sharp, and even his breathing began to become heavier.

The old lady looked up and down with her pair of triangular eyes, and then said majestic: "Little bastard, where is your father Fang Wenshan? Why haven't you come to see us for a long time? Did we, the ancestors, really all of us, have returned to the West?"

"Wenshan must be too busy, so he delayed and did not come to pay his respects. It's understandable, it's understandable." The old man holding the silver beard in both hands explained with a smile on his face.

"I can understand it! He is not a child anymore. Does he not understand the seniority? Is it easy for us to wake up once every thirty years? I know that we are awake, and we don't even let a single fart. Why do you ask such a little boy to come in? Get out and ask your father to come in, see if I don't smash his butt, and your mother, who is ignorant, will call me in."

As he said that, the old woman slapped the dragon-head crutch in her hand hard, and with a thud, the ground buzzed.

The old man holding his beard in his hands shook his head and muttered in a low voice, muttering in his mouth, saying that he was gentle and sweeping the floor. He didn't dare to speak loudly. After being stared at by the old woman, he quickly blocked his white beard in his mouth, without any temper.

Fang Dang had some understanding of dragons, and pigeons and others had basically explained it to Fang Dang. Fang Dang knew that dragons were a symbol, a symbol related to the emperor.

Not everyone who owns a dragon is his enemy. Fang Dang looked at the dragon-headed crutch again. The people in front of him didn't seem to be pretending, and Fang Dang didn't think that a group of old men and women could get any benefits from him when they came to recognize relatives.

Fang Dang said, "My mother was imprisoned in a stone house in the Rotten Poison Beach, and my father was imprisoned there. Are you really my relatives?" "What?"

The twenty old men and women present were all shocked, and then there was a lot of noise.

"How dare the people from the Xuan family?"

"Which emperor is in power dare to do such a thing now?"

"When the Xuan family and our Fang family had an unjust agreement, did Wenshan rebel? Or did he kill the king and assassinate?"

"I said, how could Wenshan, who has always been filial and well-behaved, forget us guys? It turned out that he was imprisoned!"

With a thud, the old woman knocked her crutch on the ground again, and the surroundings immediately became quiet.
Chapter completed!