Yang Peng quietly looked at Sun Si, who had changed greatly compared to ten years ago, and said, "How could I forget? On the one hand, I came here for you, and on the other hand, I was for something else. Let me first tell me what is going on in Fanxiang Valley now?"

Sun Si said respectfully: "Yun Yilan, the master of Fanxiang Valley, is practicing in seclusion, but according to several brothers who are disciples beside Shangguan Hong, Yun Yilan is actually planning a big conspiracy or plan."

Yang Peng's eyes were slightly cold and he said, "This plan is related to the beast god you mentioned?"

"Yes, this was actually something they agreed on. Fanxiang Valley provides information about the Heavenly Emperor's Nether Stone to the Beast God to help him get rid of the seal, attack Zhongtu together, and kill all the major sects including Qingyun Sect."

Yang Peng looked up suddenly: "It's so conspiracy, what is the origin of that beast god?"

Sun Si said: "The Beast God is composed of various kinds of resentment, death, hatred and other heaven and earth auras. He is extremely evil and powerful. However, it is said that he was sealed in the Demon-Suppressing Cave in the 100,000 mountains of the wilderness, and there was another person who accompanied him, but that was a woman, but we rarely heard those barbarians talk about it."

Yang Peng nodded, and at this moment he became more confused. Now, his cultivation and mind have improved many times compared to more than ten years ago. There is a vague impression in his mind that he couldn't figure out before.

And he vaguely felt that the beast god and the woman seemed to have some relationship with him traveling through the Zhuxian world. If it was a chance for him to travel through the time, what about them, what about them?

He fell into a brief thought, but he recovered immediately and said to Sun Si: "Don't worry about the matter of the Beast God for now. What I want to know is why Yun Yilan has the confidence to attack Middle Earth. As far as I know, the Qingyun Sect has the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Even if they go to many people, they will die, right?"

Sun Si replied: "They have the Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire Formation. They have planned this plan for a hundred years. Yun Yilan also wants to get a way to open the Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire Formation from the Jade Book of Fanxiang Valley. If he succeeds, his power will probably not be under the Zhuxian Sword Formation. The Xuan Fire Mirror of Fanxiang Valley is stolen by our White Fox Clan."

Yang Peng took out a Sihui the size of a palm from his arms and said, "What are you talking about?"

Sun Si said excitedly: "That's right, I didn't expect that this ancient divine object would be on you, Brother Peng. You will have more chances of success when you go to Xuanhuo Altar to rescue the mistress. Moreover, with Brother Peng's cultivation, you can also collect the Eight Desolate Xuanhuo Formation, which will add another great help to Brother Peng."

Yang Peng nodded, but Sun Si roughly told Yang Peng about the place where Xiaobai was detained, and made an appointment to summon all his brothers and sisters to rescue his grandmother on the evening of the next day.

After resting for a night, Sun Si came over and came again the next day, but in order not to arouse the suspicion of the people in Fanxiang Valley, he was very careful and careful to do all this secretly.

As it got dark, Yang Peng, under the guidance of Sun Si, passed through the guards of Fanxiang Valley, which were three steps and one whistle every five steps. This was the first time that Yang Peng had seen the foundation and strength of this Fanxiang Valley.

The three righteous sects, the sects that have been standing for more than two thousand years, have indeed their own extraordinary features, but Yang Peng did not have the intention to continue to care about these things.

At this time, the sky was dark, and the torches rising from Fanxiang Valley shone the buildings under the night of Fanxiang Valley even taller and more mysterious. After Yang Peng and Sun Si and others met, he had a rough plan in his mind.

"Sun Si, you must guard the Xuanhuo Altar in the future and don't let people get close to you. I will solve the rest of the matter. If the situation changes, you will evacuate here first. I already know the suffering you have suffered over the past ten years. When you return to Kunlun, it will be time for you to enjoy it."

Sun Si said with gratitude: "If it weren't for your guidance and care from Brother Peng, we are afraid that we are still ignorant little monsters who are beaten and killed at will. We have never dared to forget Brother Peng's teachings over the years, and we have also practiced hard, so that we can work hard for Brother Peng one day."

Another person continued, "Sun Si was right. Even if he sacrificed his life, he would not let Brother Peng take risks alone. We dare not forget Brother Peng's kindness at all times. We will never do such a despicable thing as giving up Brother Peng and running away from his own lives."

The group agreed, if he hadn't alarmed the people from Fanxiang Valley, they would have been even more excited.

Yang Peng was moved. He thought that his unintentional action ten years ago was followed by these white foxes. If he rudes, it would make these people think that they would dislike them, and it would be better for them to join us. There would be a helping hand at that time.

After making up his mind, Yang Peng was about to explain, but at this moment, he suddenly looked up and looked forward.

The bonfire burned there, making the shadows of a group of people very long, and the tall people in black robes were particularly dazzling. A few sharp screams came from the men in black robes.

Yang Peng had such a sharp eye. He immediately discovered the reason for the incident. He couldn't help but say happily: "I'm really sleepy, so someone gave me a pillow. There are also our people there?"

Sun Si said in confusion: "There are no ones over there, but the fishman monster looked excited but came for the death of their patriarch yesterday."

Yang Peng said: "Sun Si, who else can understand the words of the fishman monster besides you?"

"There is one, but that person is not in Fanxiang Valley now."

Yang Peng smiled knowingly: "This is easy. You can be a translator for them, but try to distort the facts as much as possible. You know, and the rest of the people take the opportunity to create chaos. The more chaos, the better. It is best to fight. But you must also pay attention to your own safety."

Sun Si only felt his eyes lit up. This distracted everyone from Fanxiang Valley. Brother Peng would be much safer if he went to save his grandmother.

At this moment, without Yang Peng's explanation, he led everyone to take action.

Yang Peng looked at the figures of everyone leaving, and he laughed silently in the darkness and said to himself lightly: "Is it you? You came to pursue those fishman monsters and also sneaked into the Fanxiang Valley. Or did you come to help me when you know my purpose? Or maybe I'm thinking too much, whether it's right or wrong for a night of romantic life, you can see the difference later."

His figure suddenly rose up, as fast as a ghost, and headed towards the secluded path leading to Xuanhuo Altar by Sun Si.

In the distance, a disciple of Fanxiang Valley was walking here. He felt that his eyes were dark, and there seemed to be a ghost flashing past. When he looked carefully, he found nothing. He couldn't help but shake his head, mumbled a few times and turned to him.

Fanxiang Valley covers a huge area, and this small path leads to the depths of the valley.

The path is quiet, but this one seems to have no end. Under the illumination of the faint moon in the sky, the trees are full of shadows, and their teeth and claws are standing beside them like countless ghosts, protecting the curved path.

Yang Peng walked along the winding path. Suddenly he stopped, but a square stone tablet appeared not far ahead of him. When he looked at it intently, he saw two rows of eight characters engraved on the stone tablet.

The mysterious fire is in great land!

Disciple stops!

Yang Peng rubbed the faint warm mysterious fire mirror in his hand, thinking that he had almost never given any effort to sacrifice and refine it when he obtained this mysterious fire mirror. Moreover, he knew that this mysterious fire mirror was not an ordinary thing, and with his cultivation at that time, he could not exert all the power of the mysterious fire mirror.

In addition, he actually had another concern in his heart, that is, at that time, he didn't believe that Fanxiang Valley would not have any backup plan on Xuanhuo Jian, so that he had never really treated Xuanhuo Jian as a powerful magic weapon for so many years.

And now it seems that it has also seen the light of day again and regained its value as an ancient artifact.

He stepped forward, and after passing the stone tablet, the scenery around him seemed to have completely changed, and the stone tablet was like a dividing point, and the two worlds were completely different.

Behind the stone tablet, as it gets deeper and deeper, the lush trees around it turn yellow, and the more they go in, the more they are, some branches wither, and even turn yellow, and all you can see behind are charred and cracked land and the heat waves coming.

Xiaoqing, who had not been moved for a long time, poked her head out in Yang Peng's arms. Ruirui cried twice, and looked around curiously.

Yang Peng gently touched her head and smiled, "If you feel hot, don't come out. Staying in that pocket is better than outside."

Xiaoqing shook her head in dissatisfaction and communicated with her spiritual consciousness: "I have said so many times that I should not touch my head. I didn't come out because of this, but after drinking the jade liquid and the Heavenly Emperor's Nether Stone last time, the two forces have begun to rage in my body."

Xiaoqing talked about his own situation to Yang Peng, and Yang Peng said helplessly: "You can't eat things randomly. If you can't digest these two forces and transform into shape, you may die next."

"What should I do?" Xiao Qing Ruirui shouted twice and said anxiously.

Yang Peng looked at her body without any change and pondered: "I'll throw you into the Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire Formation to burn it later, and condense your own bloodlines. If you can be reborn in the Mysterious Fire Formation and transform successfully, then you will be fine."

Xiaoqing said in shock: "If I don't have the desire to burn myself, would I turn into a roasted green phoenix? I was wrong, I lost my ancestors' face."

Yang Peng said angrily: "You are so embarrassed to say that for so many years, you have eaten and slept, and you have been in vain for so long. I don't know if you are Qingluan."

Xiaoqing immediately expressed his expression of admitting his mistake and said sadly: "Okay, I was wrong. I went to my grandma's house. If the fire in the Xuanhuo Altar is just an ordinary fire and I can't hold on, then I'll die."
Chapter completed!