"Thank you fellow Taoist!"

After the Green Robe Venerable's eyes flashed twice, he finally thanked him. No matter what, the cause and effect were resolved, and he could no longer offend Fang Junmei, the future mortal cultivator and the leader of the Panxin Sword Sect, to death.

Fang Jun nodded slightly, and did not talk nonsense to the other party, so he rushed onto the boat.

"Fellow Daoist, I have found the blood of the wasteland, and it is indeed effective. Thank you, I still have some blood of the wasteland. If you want it one day, you can come to Shigong Mountain to find me, and we can talk about this transaction again."

Leave the last message, and the boat of white clouds flew away from thousands of miles away.

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the Green Robe Venerable.

...

The Shenmuhai is not only the name of the sect, but also the name of the treasure land of the Lingshan Mountain.

After flying for another seven or eight days, Fang Junmei and his friends saw the treasure land of the Lingshan Mountain from afar.

The spiritual energy contained in the air of this Lingshan treasure land is obviously much richer than other places, which makes the plants and trees here tall, lush and thicker than other places.

There are many trees hundreds of feet tall, and the trunks need dozens of people to be surrounded by them, which is worthy of the name of Shenmuhai.

The green vines are tangled, and flowers are blooming, and there is a vibrant scene everywhere.

Flying a little further forward, the five peaks are not too high, but the vast stretches of mountains are imprinted into your eyes, as if five fingers are standing up and fat. On the halfway up the five peaks, there are clouds and fog covering them, which is not real.

These five peaks are the foundation of the mountain gate of the Shenmuhai sect, and are called Wuzhishan. The five peaks are Bixiu Peak, Wendao Peak, Qianlong Peak, Shenglong Peak, and the last Duxiu Peak.

After the Thousand Mile Baiyun Boat approached, he swept his spiritual consciousness and found the place where the mountain gate was.

The bow of the boat faces south.

Soon, it landed in an open valley.

This valley has obvious traces of opening up, like a trumpet shaped across the ground, with the large one facing outward, towards the vast mountains and the small one leading up to the mountain.

A small bluestone path was winding upwards and gradually submerged into the fog.

"I have met Master Fang and Senior!"

Two gatekeepers came up to salute, and they were quite knowledgeable and recognized Fang Junmei.

Fang Jun nodded slightly.

"I'm here to visit the sect leader of your sect. Please inform me of the two fellow Taoists."

Although it was mainly for Song Shede, he was the leader of a sect after all. If he had directly looked for Song Shede, he might have made the leader of the Shenmu Sect feel that he was being despised. Fang Junmei still understands this kind of human nature.

"Please wait, two seniors!"

After a little practice, he immediately ran into the mountain gate with a bumpy sound.

The two of them were just outside the mountain gate and were waiting.

...

Soon, a monk came out with the little cultivator, but he was not the leader of Shenmuhai, but Mu Tiansheng, who had led a team to participate in the battle for the Qianlong List.
Chapter completed!