Deep in Baicao Valley, there are several large wooden houses, which are the residences of Zhu Zhen and his companions.
"How is it? Has Wang Fu behaved in any unusual way recently?" Zhu Zhen sat in the chair calmly.
"No, I've asked people to keep an eye on him. Apart from practicing, he goes to Qinglingtan to meditate every day. I don't see anything strange about him." Zhang Heng shook his head. He felt so angry when he thought of Wang Fu.
"That shouldn't be the case. He has cultivated from a mortal to the second level of Qi Refining in just a few months, and has also cultivated his magic to perfection. It doesn't make sense to say that he didn't have any adventures. It can't be that he is perfectly compatible with the [Thick Earth Art]." Zhu Zhen touched his chin, not quite believing it. He muttered to himself, "Could it be that the boy doesn't have five spiritual roots? Double spiritual roots? Triple spiritual roots? No, no, no... It's impossible. If he had three or double spiritual roots, he would have become a formal disciple directly. Why would he come to Xiaodong Peak to suffer?"
"Keep watching. Also, go to Qinglingtan and see if there is anything special in the place where he stayed..." Zhu Zhen seemed to have thought of something. "Forget it, I'll go there myself. You take care of Huang Zheng's affairs. This kid disappeared without a sound. I don't know if he ran away or died somewhere."
"Yes." Zhang Heng nodded, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.
Oh, go in person? I think you are afraid that I will grab the first chance. Unfortunately, I have already searched the area around Qingling Lake. As for Huang Zheng, he is gone, just a mortal ant.
Seeing Zhang Heng leave, Zhu Zhen slowly walked towards Qinglingtan. To be honest, he didn't believe there was anything good in Qinglingtan. After all, he had visited that place a hundred or eighty times. But he always had a little expectation in his heart. If there really was an opportunity, wouldn't he miss it?
"If there is nothing in Qingling Pond, then go to Wang Fu's house and search it thoroughly. If there is really any treasure, we can even kill people to steal it..."
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On the Xiaodong Peak, Feng Dafu's face became increasingly darker as he listened to the report from the person next to him.
"Brother Feng, this is what happened. Wang Fu and Brother Zhao Zelin not only have no relationship, but they even have a grudge against each other..." After saying this, the man looked at Feng Dafu cautiously. Seeing that the other party had a serious face, he knew that it was not appropriate to stay here for long. He quickly asked for permission and ran away. "Well, Brother Feng, I have some unfinished business, so I'll leave first."
Feng Dafu waved his hand, and the man ran away quickly as if relieved.
"Okay, okay, that's great. You actually managed to deceive me. Do you really think that I, Feng Dafu, am just a lazy person waiting to die? Even a clay man can still get angry... Wang Fu, you just wait for me."
Feng Dafu never held grudges overnight, so he got up and set off immediately, rushing towards Baicao Valley, even using the wind-controlling technique.
Wang Fu was practicing the art of earth escape next to the wooden house. He had found the trick since last time, but that kind of yellowish spiritual power was extremely difficult to practice. It currently only covered one calf. If he wanted to reach the level of covering the whole body, he would have a long way to go.
The wind around him became much stronger. He suddenly felt something and looked into the distance. He saw a small black dot rushing towards him. The black dot was getting bigger and bigger, and it turned out to be a human figure.
"What a fast speed..."
Wang Fugang was surprised for a moment before he saw the figure's face clearly, "Feng Dafu..."
"Why is he here? Could it be that Huang Zheng's affair has been exposed?"
Wang Fu felt panicked.
"No hurry, no hurry. I can't show my true colors. I'll just say I don't know anything. Huang Zheng has already turned into a pile of dirt. It's impossible for him to be discovered."
He pretended to be calm and waited quietly.
In a few breaths, Feng Dafu came floating over with a fat belly. He had a dark face and stared at Wang Fu, as if he wanted to see how the boy in front of him had the courage to lie to him.
"Huh? You became a monk?"
As a result, he discovered that there was spiritual power fluctuation around Wang Fu, which was not weak.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Feng," Wang Fu bowed, putting on a good front, "It was all thanks to Senior Brother's care and arranging me to the Baicao Valley, which is full of spiritual energy, that I was able to break through by chance."
"Luck? You are lucky enough. A menial disciple can only reach this level in one or two years, but you have achieved it in just four or five months. It seems that you have a strong affinity with the [Thick Earth Art]. " Feng Dafu didn't think Wang Fu had any luck. He couldn't see anything at all from the first or second level of Qi Refining. He came here to ask for punishment, so he didn't care about these nonsense.
He ignored Wang Fu's smile and got straight to the point: "Boy, let me ask you, what is your relationship with Senior Brother Zhao Zelin?"
Wang Fu was stunned. Zhao Zelin?
Feng Dafu rushed over because of Zhao Zelin?
"I'm asking you a question. What's the matter? You have nothing to say now that the truth has been revealed?" Feng Dafu stared at Wang Fu viciously.
"No, it doesn't matter." Wang Fu finally understood Feng Dafu's purpose. He just felt deceived, but the problem was that he never said anything about his relationship with Zhao Zelin at the beginning.
"It's okay, it's okay. You fooled me at first. I thought you were a relative of Zhao Zelin, so I personally sent you here..."
Feng Dafu pointed at Wang Fu angrily and kept cursing him.
"I chose and chose for you, and chose Baicao Valley, a place with rich spiritual energy. I also personally sent you here and served you well. The only thing I did was to bring you tea and water. But what happened...ah...it turns out that not only are you and Zhao Zelin not relatives, you are even enemies. Isn't this just rubbing my IQ to the ground again and again..."
"I've lost all my face..."
Feng Dafu almost shouted. Wang Fu saw that he was breathing heavily and quickly poured him a glass of water.
"Brother Feng, drink some water. Don't get yourself hurt by getting angry."
Feng Dafu subconsciously took the cup of water and was about to bring it to his mouth, but when he saw Wang Fu's smiling and asking for a beating face, he got so angry that he threw the cup over.
"Drink water, drink shit..."
"You have to give me an explanation for this matter, otherwise it will not end."
"But I never said from the beginning to the end that I had any relationship with Zhao Zelin." Wang Fu was also innocent and did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Do you mean to say that I, Feng Dafu, am stupid?" Feng Dafu said sternly.
"No, no, that's not true." Wang Fu waved his hands quickly, not daring to admit it.
"Humph, I don't think you would dare." Feng Dafu poured himself a glass of water and drank it in one breath. He said seriously, "Since you have nothing to do with Zhao Zelin, you can't stay in Baicao Valley. Leave your place for me."
"Leaving Baicao Valley? Where should I go then?"
Wang Fu felt a little secretly happy when he heard that they were leaving Baicao Valley. He didn't want to stay here unless it was necessary. Not only was there a murder case here, but there was also Zhu Zhen's gang who might cause trouble at any time.
But he had a sad face and had to pretend that he was unwilling.
"Hey, where are you going? To a place you never want to go..."
Feng Dafu grinned. He thought that only by letting Wang Fu go there could he calm down. Anyway, this kid had already reached the second level of Qi Refining and would not die from exhaustion.
As long as you are not dead from exhaustion, you will work yourself to death.