Chapter 144 Tracking and Chatting

The four brothers of the Tang family knew very little. The four described that the Taoist priest who was as thin as a bamboo pole was simply too powerful, just like a fairy descending from heaven, with an aura that could scare mortals. When he arrived, he commanded a group of strange and bizarre golden-winged centipedes to kill all the living people in Wujiabao except Wu Shan's family and Master Lu Xuanyu.

Wu Shan's family and Lu Xuanyu were all taken away by the Taoist priest who was as thin as a bamboo pole on a large flying ship.

If what the four said was true, then the Taoist priest who was as thin as a bamboo pole might not have gone far at this time, and it was still in time to chase him.

Listening to the descriptions of the four people, Wu Yan's mind could not help but float up the Taoist priest who was as thin as a bamboo pole when he eavesdropped in the stone cave before.

Taoist Master Duomu, the leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, has many followers. When he was in the Immortal Valley outside Tianlang City, Wu Yan was harassed by the people of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. He still doesn't understand why the people of the Loose Cultivator Alliance kept harassing him. Unexpectedly, after several years, this person came to visit in person. This made Wu Yan very angry. It seems that some people will not learn their lesson if you don't teach them a bloody lesson.

More than 200 families in Wujiabao were killed in pieces, some died and some fled. From this point of view, this disaster was brought to the villagers by him, Wu Yan. This made Wu Yan feel uneasy.

If he didn't kill this group of crazy monks, it would be hard to be worthy of the souls of these innocent villagers who died.

Wu Yan flew towards the direction where the Taoist priest Duomu left at the fastest speed, and his spiritual consciousness spread out, not hiding his tracks at all.

Half an hour later, after traveling hundreds of miles, Wu Yan's spiritual consciousness really found a ship-shaped magic weapon several miles away. The boat-shaped magical instrument was about eight feet long, and there were two cultivators standing on it at the moment. One was the Duomu Taoist who had just gone out to build his foundation, and the other was a flustered cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Wu Yan recognized this person. It turned out to be Yun Hezi, a cultivator from the Yun family in Jingzhou who he had met a few years ago. Four years ago, this person was already a cultivator at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, but now he has only reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. It seems that this person must have failed in building his foundation.

On the boat-shaped magical instrument, the ten members of the Wu family, including Lu Xuanyu, were all tied up by the Duomu Taoist with the wind binding technique and thrown into the cabin next to the boat-shaped magical instrument.

The Duomu Taoist seemed to sense Wu Yan's spiritual sense, and his face changed. He stopped vigilantly, letting the boat-shaped magical instrument float in the air, but he took out a yellow strange flat stick magical instrument, and looked at the direction where Wu Yan was flying with a vigilant look on his face.

Wu Yan was also secretly surprised. This person's spiritual awareness was not weak, and he was very alert. He found me from such a distance. Moreover, his boat-shaped flying magic weapon was so magical that it could carry so many mortals and fly so fast. Such treasures are rare in the world of immortal cultivation.

In a moment, Wu Yan flew on his sword to a place more than ten feet away from the boat-shaped magic weapon and stopped. He glanced at the boat-shaped magic weapon and saw that all the Wu family members were thrown into the cabin. Although they looked depressed and fell in the cabin, they were just unconscious and seemed to have no injuries. He was relieved.

"Excuse me, fellow Taoist. I am Duomu. I dare not ask what your name is and why you are following me?" The old Taoist Duomu looked at Wu Yan with a vigilant look.

Wu Yan still covered his face with a black scarf at this time. This method was useless for a cultivator like Duomu Taoist who was already in the foundation-building stage, but Duomu had never seen Wu Yan in person, so he did not recognize him. However, Taoist Duomu saw that Wu Yan was so young, but his cultivation was already in the middle stage of foundation building, and his expression revealed a hint of shock.

Wu Yan was also secretly glad that he had caught up with him with a mask, otherwise, a conflict would have occurred at this moment. Taoist Duomu didn't know him, but Yun Hezi must have recognized him. Although this masked trick couldn't hide Taoist Duomu, it could make Yun Hezi unable to see his face clearly and recognize him.

Yun Hezi stood next to Taoist Duomu, looking extremely respectful, and even with a hint of panic.

In order to prevent his parents and younger siblings from recognizing his voice and revealing his flaws, which would alert Duomu, Wu Yan used the bone-softening technique to change his throat bone voice, making his voice sound like a big man with a muffled voice, and said: "Daoyou Duomu, I am Mo Lin. Daoyou Duomu has misunderstood. I am not following you all the way. I am just going to visit an old friend in the Fairy Valley of Tianlang City, and I just happened to be on the same road with Daoyou Duomu."

"So that's the case, Daoyou Mo, please don't blame me, I am rude. Haha, from what Daoyou Mo meant, you are going to visit a friend in the Fairy Valley. Don't you know that the Fairy Valley is the territory of the Loose Cultivator Alliance?" Daoyou Duomu quietly hid the magic weapon in his sleeve, and Wu Yan pretended not to see it. Seeing this, Daoyou Duomu's expression also relaxed, and asked Wu Yan with a smile.

Wu Yan smiled and said, "Of course I know that it is the territory of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, but so what? I have no conflict with them. I am just visiting an old friend. Do I need to ask the Loose Cultivator Alliance for permission?"

"Fellow Daoist, you are too polite. Haha, I have no such intention. But I am a little surprised. Since Fellow Daoist Mo knows the name of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, have you never heard of my name?" The old Taoist with many eyes stroked his beard and smiled at Wu Yan.

"Sorry, I haven't heard of it." Wu Yan said without giving face.

"Senior Mo, I, Yun Hezi, greet you. To be honest with you, Taoist Duomu is actually the leader of our Loose Cultivator Alliance. I am fortunate to work with Senior Duoqian and am now one of the six elders of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. No one is more familiar with the situation in the Immortal Valley than Senior Duoqian and me. I wonder what the name of the friend you want to visit is. Maybe we know him." Yun Hezi bowed to Wu Yan with a smile on his face and introduced him calmly.

Wu Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of teasing, but he did not make a joke. His main focus now is still on the family members on the boat-shaped magic weapon. In his mind, he has always been thinking about how to rescue them, but he has been resisting the impulse and did not rush to snatch them now.

"Oh? I'm sorry, I didn't expect that Taoist Duomu is the leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. So, I really have to ask you two for advice. However, you see, we can't just keep talking in the air and waste our mana, right? How about we find a town to rest? To be honest, the friend I'm looking for is erratic, but I heard that he has just settled in the Fairy Valley recently, so I followed him all the way from Shenguo." Wu Yan's eyes moved, as if he agreed with Yun Hezi's statement, and nodded in response.

His action fell into the eyes of Taoist Duomu, and Taoist Duomu's eyes flickered, and suddenly laughed, saying: "Well, it's at least a day's journey to Tianlang City, why don't we stop in Yunzhou City not far ahead, and have a drink and have a good chat."