This map from Yue Feixiong was a great help to Fan Qi, otherwise he would have been lost in the Shiwan Mountains, or strayed into other dangerous places. After all, southern Xinjiang is the most dangerous area in Yuling Continent.
Following the signs on the map, Fan Qi followed every step he took carefully, and there was no chance of him accidentally wandering into a dead end again.
Seeing that the marked Wushan is getting closer and closer, more and more people from southern Xinjiang appear here, and their strength is different from those in the periphery.
Fan Qi even met many powerful men at the sixth or seventh level of Wangxian, which also gave him a preliminary estimate of the strength of Southern Xinjiang.
Fan Qi would choose to avoid these people to avoid exposing his traces, or find another safe path.
But in a big mountain, Fan Qi saw a girl who was in a panic.
This girl looks to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. She wears a silver collar badge in both ears. She wears a long pleated skirt with a triangular bamboo basket hanging from her waist. Her feet are bare and there are silver bells tied to her ankles.
The girl kept looking back while running, and suddenly a tiger jumped out of the forest.
This tiger was several feet long, and its huge mouth seemed ready to swallow the girl into its belly.
He was in southern Xinjiang, and he could tell that he was an outsider just by looking at his clothes. People in the three tribes of southern Xinjiang were particularly repulsive to outsiders, so Fan Qi didn't want to meddle in other people's business.
But seeing this girl Fan Qi thinking of his disciple Yaya, this girl and Yaya are both the same age, a lively and enthusiastic age. It would be a pity to be buried in the mouth of a beast like this.
This tiger is only as strong as Qian Yuanjing, but the spiritual power fluctuations in the girl's body are even lower, posing no threat to him.
When the girl ran away in a hurry, her feet were caught by a branch, and she fell to the ground, while the tiger behind her pounced on her.
At the critical moment, Fan Qi transformed into an escape light and landed directly behind the girl. He punched out and the tiger's body flew out and dragged a deep pit on the ground.
The tiger stood up and crawled on the ground, trying to fight back, but Fan Qi's eyes locked with a cold and murderous intent. The tiger was frightened in the face of the absolute strength, and finally retreated into the mountain.
Fan Qi was rescued and was not prepared to stay any longer, but when he was about to leave, the girl grabbed his clothes.
"What's up?"
"Thank you..." The woman spoke with a thick southern Xinjiang accent.
"You're welcome."
"You have to take me away too, otherwise if you leave me here, the tiger will come and eat me again." The woman looked aggrieved.
"Sorry, I have other things to do."
No matter what Fan Qi said, this woman never let go.
"Are you going to the sacred mountain?" the woman suddenly asked.
"how do you know."
"My name is Li Meng. If you want to go to the Holy Mountain, I can lead the way."
"No need, I just need you to let me go." Fan Qi said.
"That won't work. What will I do if you leave?"
The people in southern Xinjiang don't know much about etiquette, nor do they understand the relationship between men and women. Li Meng was so bold that he directly hugged Fan Qi's arm, which gave Fan Qi a headache. In the end, he had no choice but to take her with him.
"Okay, I'll send you to your place and you won't be able to pester me anymore."
"I also want to go to the sacred mountain."
"Why are you going to Wushan?" Fan Qi asked warily.
"I'm going to attend the Holy Sacrifice in Southern Xinjiang. You are not from our Southern Xinjiang, right? If you don't take me there, I will tell the people in our village. If you take me there, I will keep it a secret for you as a reward for saving your life."
Me."
"If I kill you, no one will know."
Fan Qi glanced at Li Meng, but Li Meng was not afraid at all, and instead hugged Fan Qi's arm tightly.
"You won't kill me because you are a good person!"
Fan Qi has a headache, this Li Meng is very weird.
"Okay, I'll send you near Wushan and you won't be able to pester me anymore."
"Yeah!" Li Meng nodded heavily.
"What's going on with the Holy Sacrifice in Southern Xinjiang?"
"I heard Aji say that when southern Xinjiang encounters a big crisis, the three tribes will jointly offer sacrifices to the witch god and ask for his blessing."
"What crisis has southern Xinjiang encountered?"
Fan Qi didn't see anything unusual along the way.
"Some time ago, all the poisonous insects and ferocious beasts in southern Xinjiang were restless, crying all night long, and the eyes of the statue of the Witch Goddess were bleeding.
I don't know what the crisis is, but Aji said that this is the first time in two thousand years that Shiwandashan has warned in this way, and it is the first time I have seen Aji so scared." Li Meng also looked confused.
"Does everyone have to attend the Holy Sacrifice?"
"No, only the kings of the three tribes and Naluo of each village can participate, so I was very curious and wanted to go and have a look secretly." Li Meng curled his lips and looked aggrieved.
Fan Qi had already seen the sacred mountain when he was still a hundred miles away. Among the mountains guarding him, a dark peak reached straight into the sky.
The area around Wushan was becoming more and more lively, and Fan Qi also discovered that he was not the only one who had sneaked into southern Xinjiang, but there were also several sneaky people.
"Baiyang Divine Envoy!"
These people all wore the mark of Bai Yang on their sleeves, so Fan Qi recognized them at a glance as members of the Bai Yang sect.
Among the three, the strongest one is at the same level as him and is at the fifth level of Wangxian. The weakest one is at the third level of Wangxian.
With such strength, these people's status in the Baiyang Sect is not low. Fan Qi followed them quietly.
After following them for a while, Fan Qi discovered that the destination of these people did not seem to be Wushan, but that they were always surrounding Wushan, keeping a close distance, and would secretly bury something underground wherever they went.
After they left, Fan Qi landed at the place where these people had just bought something.
"Who are they? They don't look like good people." Li Meng said.
"The Baiyang Sect is not only not good people, but also extremely evil."
Fan Qi found the place where he had buried something, and after digging it out, he found an earthen jar. This earthen jar seemed inconspicuous, but Fan Qi felt an extremely sinister power.
It was just an earthen jar, but Fan Qi was frightened. He pointed out that the earthen jar was broken and there was a blue fang inside.
"What is this?" Fan Qi was a little curious, but when he wanted to touch it with his hand, Li Meng stopped him.
"Wait a minute, this looks like a poison..."
"insanity?"
When talking about Gu, Fan Qi thinks of mystery, insidiousness and power. This is a secret technique in southern Xinjiang that is rarely known to the outside world.
Li Meng knelt down and observed it, took out a small bamboo basket from his waist, and took out a bone flute to play.
There was a strange magic power in the sound of the flute. As Li Meng played, a small green snake crawled out of the bamboo basket. The snake slowly crawled towards the fang, then held the fang in his mouth and returned.
In the bamboo basket.
"You know how to control poison?" Fan Qi was a little surprised.
"That's of course. We in the Li tribe all know how to raise and control gu."
"Then what kind of poison is this?"
Li Meng frowned and said.
"This seems to be a very ancient poison, and it's only part of it. It can't be seen now."
"No matter what kind of poison it is, as long as it's what the Baiyang Sect wants to do, I won't let them succeed."
The three people did not realize that everything they did was in Fan Qi's eyes. They buried the jars in front, while Fan Qi and Li Meng followed behind to collect them.
Each earthen jar contains different parts, some are a scale, some are a piece of carrion, and some are an eyeball.
These earthen jars were buried around Wushan. When Li Meng dug up the last earthen jar, there was a pair of blood-red horns inside.
Taking a small green snake and crawling out of the bamboo basket, Li Meng put his finger on the snake's head as if to communicate. Soon Li Meng became anxious.
"It's not good, it's not good, I have to tell Aji..."
"What's wrong."
"Xiao Qing said this is the Yin Emperor Gu." Li Meng's voice was still crying.
"What is the Yin Emperor Gu?" Fan Qi was confused. These things did not seem threatening to him.
"In the legend of southern Xinjiang, the Yin Emperor was the pet of the Witch Goddess. After the death of the Witch Goddess, the Yin Emperor also died, and the Yin Emperor's body merged into the land of Southern Xinjiang.
The Yin Emperor Gu was later refined by the people of Li Village by collecting the flesh and blood of the Yin Emperor's corpse. Although the Yin Emperor was summoned during the refining of the Gu, the pets of the Witch Goddess were not controlled by others, so they were brought by Li Bu.
Disaster has come.
Aji said that my Lia sacrificed his life in order to appease the Yin Emperor's anger, thus saving Li Village."
In southern Xinjiang, Aji means father, and Li A means mother. Li Meng cried while talking. She could even remember the day when the Yin Emperor Gu went berserk, and there were countless casualties in Li Village. Her mother gave up her life to feed
The situation of poison.
"Hurry up and take me to the sacred mountain."
"Wait a minute, I still have some things to do."
Fan Qi had murderous intent in his eyes. After holding back for so many years in Discord City, he finally got the chance to kill the White Sun Cult, and he didn't need any reason to kill the Bai Yang Cult's people.
We are still some distance away from Wushan. If we were closer to Wushan, once the battle scene was too big, it would easily attract the attention of those strong people participating in the holy ceremony in Wushan. Fan Qi thought about it, and here is the best way to deal with these Baiyang Sect.
Good place.
After the three Baiyang Cult members completed their mission, they found a secret place to hide. The strong man at the fifth level of Wangxian took out a palm-sized beetle and placed it on the ground.
"Go ahead, just say that the mission has been completed and we have arrived at the designated location and are on standby."
When the beetle landed, it burrowed under the ground and disappeared.
The three of them had just breathed a sigh of relief when Fan Qi's figure suddenly floated down. Before the three of them could react, a flash of light flashed in his palm and killed the powerful man who was thought to be the third level Wangxian with lightning speed.
The other two people retreated and distanced themselves from Fan Qi.
"Who dares to kill Baiyang Divine Envoy?"
Fan Qi didn't say any nonsense to them, and his moves were fierce. Fan Qi inherited the enlightenment of Jiang Yanwufu, and he could crush his peers in terms of speed and strength.
Fan Qi chased after him at extremely fast speed and punched the divine envoy.
The sneak attack was successful before, but now that the divine envoy is prepared, it will be difficult to succeed again.
His fists had the power to crack mountains and rocks. These two divine envoys were obviously neither martial artists nor monks, but Fan Qi felt something strange when his fists fell on them.
"so hard."
The place where the fist contacts the body emits bursts of black light. Even Jiang Yan has never seen what kind of technique this is.
Fan Qi's first punch failed, and then he attacked like a rainstorm of pear blossoms. The divine envoy always seemed to have an invisible layer of armor on his body. Although he was embarrassed, he was not defeated.
On the contrary, Li Meng saw some clues from the side. These people were pale and stiff, and although their cultivation levels were high, they didn't look like they were cultivated by themselves.