After leaving for a while, Long Yi deliberately slowed down and arrived next to Hanyang.

He glanced at Han Yang without saying anything, his expression was very complicated. There was surprise and confusion in his eyes, but more of them were puzzled.

Han Yang smiled at him and asked, "Brother Long, how are your injuries?"

When Long heard this, a smile appeared on his face and said to him: "Miss Meng gave me a magical medicine yesterday. After taking it, my injuries were cured by 80% on the spot. He meditated and recovered for one night last night, and now he has recovered by 90%!"

When Han Yang heard this, he was happy and a little surprised, and asked, "What's the magic medicine really has this effect?"

Long Yi nodded immediately, "Yes, the reason why these cultivators are willing to come is because they see the effect of the magic medicine! Otherwise, with the personality of these old fried dough sticks who have been living in the world for many years, I don't know what they are going to do, so I won't take risks?"

When Han Yang heard this, he couldn't help but frown, "So, you don't know what you are doing?"

Long Yi shook his head, "We have asked, but Miss Meng and the others seem to be very secretive about this and refuse to say more!"

Han Yang's brows frowned even tighter.

Long looked at him a few times and suddenly asked, "Brother Han, why are you... you are here again? Are you also for the magic medicine? Or, what do you know?"

Han Yang looked at him, smiled mysteriously at him, and said, "Anyway, you will be more careful later, don't lose your life!"

A strange color flashed through the dragon's eyes, and looked at him with a strange look, and said nothing.

At that moment, Meng Jiaoman led the way with a map in hand. The young man in white and the old man in Tang suit were following her, and the others followed closely behind. The group rushed towards the Beimian Mountain in a mighty manner.

Everyone is a cultivator, and the lowest cultivation level is also a section of true qi, so although the mountain road along the way is steep and steep, it cannot stop everyone.

When they encounter the abyss and ravines that ordinary people cannot cross, everyone also urges their cultivation and flies by, which is no problem.

Han Yang, Qiao Yue'er, and Long Yi were always at the end, and the three of them didn't speak.

However, as he went deeper into the Beim Mountain, a trace of solemnity appeared on Han Yang's face. He had already compared it silently. At this moment, he had confirmed that the route Meng Jiaoman led them into the mountain was exactly the same as that on his treasure map.

In other words, at this moment, he was almost certain that Meng Jiaoman and others must have gone to the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit.

Thinking of this, his face looked a little ugly. He glanced at the old man in Tang suit beside Meng Jiaoman. The other cultivators were not worth worrying about, but this person's cultivation was unfathomable. If he took action, the result would be unknown!

He had no choice but to adapt to the situation and act according to the opportunity.

Qiao Yueer and Long Yi, who were beside him, frowned slightly when they saw his expression, with a bit of solemnity on their faces.

At this moment, a practitioner suddenly shouted, "The direction we entered seems to be where the red light and the hissing sound came from during the sacrifice last night! We are trying to disturb the gods of Beimang Mountain. Isn't this asking for death?"

When he said this, everyone couldn't help but stop and turned to look at him, only to see a look of fear appearing on the man's face.

When the other practitioners heard this, their faces darkened.

But at this time, Meng Jiaoman glared at the cultivator and shouted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, there are no gods in this world? You are still a cultivator! If you are afraid, just quit yourself and don't affect others!"

The cultivator's face suddenly turned pale. He glanced at Meng Jiaoman, thought for a while, and said, "I have lived in Xiaoxian for more than ten years. There are always legends about this god. And anyone who enters this Beim Mountain and disturbs the tranquility of the gods. I have never seen anyone who comes out alive. If you want to die, go in. I don't want to die!"

As he said that, he turned around and hurriedly walked directly along the way into the mountain.

The other practitioners looked at each other, and they all looked calm and hesitant.

At this time, Meng Jiaoman snorted angrily and said coldly: "Who else is timid and dare not go in and think about leaving? Just be quicker!"

These practitioners looked at each other for a few times, hesitated for a while, but eventually they didn't leave.

A smile appeared on Meng Jiaoman's face and said with a smile: "I am not afraid of a little girl. What are you guys afraid of? Don't worry, there will be no trouble!"

As she said that, she turned around and continued to walk forward, and the young man in white and the old man in Tang suit also followed.

Other practitioners also followed.

At the end of the team, Long Yi looked at Han Yang and asked again, "Brother Han, will we be in danger?"

Han Yang glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "I don't know either, let's take a look as I go!"

Immediately, everyone followed Meng Jiaoman for a while, and a canyon appeared in front of them. On both sides of the canyon were towering cliffs, with lush grass and towering ancient trees on it.

The canyon was about ten meters wide and looked very dark inside. I didn't know what was inside.

The cultivators looked at the canyon in front of them, and a trace of solemnity appeared on their faces, because they all felt a strange energy from the canyon.

Han Yang looked at the canyon and his face changed slightly. Yes, this canyon exists on the treasure map. If he remembered correctly, after passing through the canyon, he would arrive at the place where the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit grew.

The Hu Xiaojiu on his shoulder woke up from a slumber of sleep, raised his little head, and stared at the canyon with interest.

Meng Jiaoman at the front also looked overjoyed. She looked at the map carefully for a few glances and said excitedly: "That's right, it's this canyon. After passing through it, you will arrive at the destination!"

As she said that, she looked at the old man in Tang costume next to her, "Old Fei, it's up to you!"

"Don't worry, Miss!" said the old man in Tang suit seriously.

After saying that, he turned around and shouted to everyone behind him, "Everyone comes in, be careful on the way!"

After saying that, he took the lead and walked in slowly. Meng Jiaoman and the young man in white stood aside and watched, but did not go in.

Seeing this, the other cultivators hesitated for a moment, and then followed the old man in Tang suit with a look of defense.

Han Yang, Qiao Yue'er and Long Yi looked at each other and followed them in.

After they entered, Meng Jiaoman and the young man in white followed them and walked in.

Han Yang just glanced at them and didn't say anything. They also glanced at Han Yang, saying nothing, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!