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Chapter 747 The Secret Base

Before the other party could finish speaking, Ye Xuan directly slashed the other party with a knife.

Ye Xuan turned his gaze to the thirty-odd corpses scattered on the grass, seemingly confirming that they were really dead.

After a while, he raised his head and squinted at Feng Xiaoshan over there.

"Anyway, Liang Zi has already followed, so don't blame me for being cruel-spicy!"

Ye Xuan turned around angrily and headed to Fengxiao Mountain over there.

Just a few minutes earlier, he had attacked dozens of monks based on an untested belief that their spells were not strong enough to seriously hurt him.

He has decided to forget about his own destruction of the realm, and he has more important things to do next, which is to destroy this evil monk's den.

He explained how he had a forbidden area, how Elder Nalan told him it was a realm of destruction and what it was supposed to do, and how he trained in the city to increase resistance to spells.

There is still a long way to go to Fengxiao Mountain. Naturally, it passes through many dangerous areas, such as the Demon Ant Plain. There is a kind of Demon Ant in the depths of the plain. If any cultivator encounters it, it is basically escaping.

It has been more than a month since Ye Xuan came out of the city. So far, the journey has been smoother than he expected.

Not only did he not see any trace of the Shadowflame monk or the Revenge Priest, he did not encounter any bandits in the process, but he encountered the evil monk.

The rest of the journey is replaced by an endless flat grassland, occasionally there are some earthbags or small hills sheltered from the wind, and even villages are even vaguely seen not far away.

The area is unusually peaceful, but unlike the ruins of the Adalan Empire, it has not been abandoned.

Instead, this area seemed to have finally avoided the turmoil that spread to the surrounding earth, and it was quiet and peaceful.

Although their travels were safe and enjoyable, their goals remained elusive.

Ye Xuan has a map showing the area in detail, and according to this map, they should be standing in the middle of the vast mountain range.

But what he saw was not mountains, but endless grasslands, flat as if the earth itself was mocking the roughness of the map.

The locals weren't much help either.

Few people venture more than a day's journey from their own village, and no one crosses the next one.

Maybe that's why the area is so peaceful, Lu Ling thought - its inhabitants have rock-like curiosity and ambition.

Then again, maybe their way of life is better, and unlike Ye Xuan, at least for the foreseeable future, they won't face the dangerous beast ant.

For a few days, Lu Ling continued to walk northward to Fengxiao Mountain, following the small dirt road through the seemingly endless grass.

But no matter how many miles of grassland they crossed, there was no sign of a mountain on the horizon, and despite the calm surroundings, he found himself getting more and more depressed every day that passed.

On another sunny morning, they passed another small farm—one of many they had already encountered.

Ye Xuan looked at Feng Xiao Shan not far away, and said viciously: "I hope to get to that Feng Xiao Shan soon and destroy all those guys.

When he came to a village, he had already tried to ask dozens of farmers and villagers, but every time the response he got was questioning eyes and blank eyes.

"It's really strange. The villagers here are not willing to talk about Feng Xiaoshan. It seems that they are more taboo." Ye Xuan pondered and mumbled.

Then Ye Xuan shrugged, "Don't worry, let's find the surrounding villagers, ask and have a look, no matter what, let's inquire about the situation of Xiaofengxiaoshan first. 55

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In his eyes, this farm was no different from the dozens they had come across, but it couldn't hurt to try again.

However, he does not hold out much hope for success in obtaining information.

As far as he knows, Ye Xuan's best hope is to find a town or meet a traveling merchant — someone who has never ventured more than a dozen miles from home in his life.

He crossed the short path from the road to the farm, this place is not called remote, it can be said that few people find it here, Ye Xuan thought and knocked on the thick wooden door.

After a long while, no one answered, just as Ye Xuan was about to give up.

The door opened slowly, revealing an old man with a gray face.

The old farmer gave him an evaluative look.

"Are you a passing traveler?"

Ye Xuan smiled at the man. "Yes. I hope the old man can give me some instructions and information about Feng Xiao Shan.

"There aren't many travelers here." The old farmer replied with a smile and nodded, looking vigilantly at the sword Ye Xuan was carrying.

As if confused, he asked again: "By the way, where are you going?"

"I'm looking for the situation and news on Fengxiao Mountain. I heard that there are a group of bandits over there harming the people." Ye Xuan said.

The old farmer smiled bitterly, "Hehe, I advise you not to go to that place.

After speaking, the old farmer shook his head, picked up his dry pipe and knocked on the slate.

Ye Xuan asked firmly: "Why? I have to go and see, please tell me the information over there."

He didn't show any flinch when he saw Ye Xuan, and was so obsessed with wanting to get more information.

The old farmer lit a dry cigarette, took a few puffs and said: "They are supported by neighboring countries behind them. They are very terrifying. Of course, they don't have a good thing. They are indeed a group of cannibalistic bandits.