After hearing the discussions around, Wuliang Taoist and Budai Monk looked at each other, and their faces were full of incredible expressions.

"What? The Hundred Tribes Conference is going to be held again. Could it be that it has been five hundred years since we left Huangquan?" The monk Budai scratched his head and said.

The unscrupulous Taoist frowned and said, "It's not five hundred years, do you think it's one thousand years?"

It turned out that the last time the Budai monk and the unscrupulous Taoist accidentally entered this lost world, which happened to be the Hundred Tribes Conference every five hundred years.

By chance, the two of them were led by Wang Ermazi and entered the Void Spirit Tower. As a result, they did not find the treasure, and their cultivation level was sealed.

Unexpectedly, the two of them came here this time, and they were so coincidental that they caught up with the 500-year Hundred Tribe Conference.

Lin Yi was not concerned about the meeting of the Hundred Tribes. Even the divine winged fire phoenix flying over his head did not attract his attention.

He was thinking at this moment, since this lost small world, called Huangquan, is it really related to the Huangquan he had encountered twice?

Is Xueer’s lost soul in this lost small world?

If, in this small world called Huangquan, there is really that Huangquan that marks death, how should you approach Huangquan without turning into a bone?

In addition, how should we find Xueer’s lost soul in the underworld?

Seeing Lin Yi alone, the unscrupulous Taoist was a little angry for no reason.

He slapped Lin Yi in anger and said coldly: "Little monkey, are you still stunned? The god-winged fire phoenix has already flew away. No one is too unscrupulous, and I'm leaving."

The monk Budai smiled at Lin Yi and nodded, with a hint of a nasty smile on his face.

Lin Yi smiled bitterly, where is this?

What fire phoenix is ​​flying far away? What god is unsteady?

Lin Yi followed the two unscrupulous people and continued to look for Wang Ermazi.

After searching for all the restaurants in the town, Wang Ermazi never appeared.

The three of them had no choice but to leave this human tribe and continue to the next tribe to find Wang Ermazi.

After the three of them left, a faint divine thought slowly retracted in the courtyard in the center of the town.

A young man in a silver war suit stood behind a middle-aged man, looking at the knife-like back of the middle-aged man, and asked in confusion: "Father, why are you who have left? They are obviously strangers who have entered our tribe from the outside world."

The middle-aged man wore an inconspicuous coarse linen coat, with a white head hanging down to his calves. The man carried his hands on his back, feeling a sense of vicissitudes. He looked at a osmanthus tree in front of him and said lightly: "They are neither enemies nor friends, why should I leave them behind?"

The silver-armored boy tentatively said: "But they are looking for Wang Ermazi, so they must have asked Wang Ermazi to be the guide and go there..."

The middle-aged man shook his head with a smile, raised his arm, gently broke a branch on the osmanthus tree, and said with a faint smile: "There are too many people looking for Wang Ermazi. Are everyone crazy? They want to enter that place to die? Maybe they are asking Wang Ermazi for the account."

The silver-armored boy frowned immediately.

"Father, why do you deceive yourself? They came to our underworld from the outside world. Since they were looking for Wang Ermazi, they must want to enter that place... we should stop them..." the boy said anxiously.

The middle-aged man suddenly fell into silence.

After a moment, he frowned and said, "Do you think your father can stop them?"

"What? Father, you are the leader of a clan, a radius of thousands of miles, and no one is your opponent. Even those holy spirits of alien races will give you some points. Will you not be able to stop them?" said the silver-armored boy in shock.

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I don't want to keep the three of them, but I'm not sure to keep them. The monk and Taoist are unfathomable. How can that young man of your age stay behind me, his combat power is not inferior to me?"

"What? Father, do you say that the young man's cultivation is already the peak Martial King? This is absolutely impossible!" The silver-armored boy was even more shocked.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "Previously, I used my divine thoughts to test him. He seemed to be unaware, but my divine thoughts were isolated from ten meters away from the radius of my body. Even if I urged my divine thoughts to the extreme, I would never be able to make any progress. Do you think if I really fought with that young man, how sure is the outcome?"

The silver-armored boy stood there blankly, his mouth trembling.

A young man of his age had such a strong spiritual power that he was as good as his father.

He even suspected that there was moisture in his father's words, but he knew that his father would never lie to him.

But, is that boy really as powerful as his father said?

The silver-armored boy was immediately dissatisfied.

He suddenly said, "It would be great if Senior Brother Ye Chong was here. I believe that Senior Brother Ye Chong would never let that young man go with the sneaky monk."

When the middle-aged man heard this, a hint of shame and anger suddenly appeared on his face.

But this look of shame and anger soon disappeared. He sighed a long time ago, and the evil young man appeared in his mind...

...

The unscrupulous Taoist searched all three human tribes in a row, and finally found Wang Ermazi at the door of a tavern.

At this time, Wang Ermazi was covered in bruises and fell to the door of the restaurant, covered in blood, but he still asked the store for wine to drink in a vague way.

The unscrupulous Taoist and the monk Budai raised Wang Ermazi, left the wine shop like a wind, and found a secluded place. They pinched the people and poured the wine soup, and finally woke Wang Ermazi up.

Lin Yi squatted aside, silently looking at the two unscrupulous guys who had been looking for such a long time.

This guy is short, skinny, with a gray head in a mess, like a bird's nest.

A huge rosacea has a red nose, her cheeks are sunken, her eye sockets are dark, her eyes are even more sunken, and her eyes are covered with red bloodshot.

This guy's clothes were ragged and covered with mud, just like he hadn't taken a shower in most of his life.

What is even more unbearable is that the smell this guy exhales is very bad, a foul smell, and very pungent.

After careful observation, Lin Yi found that the guy had black mane in the gaps between his fingernails and toenails, and pig manure was also carried on his legs and shoes.

Lin Yi was very puzzled. Such a dirty guy actually caused two unscrupulous guys to search for so long.

There was no fluctuation of source energy on his body, and he was definitely not a monk.

But what is his virtue? He actually made the unscrupulous Taoist and the monk Budai bend to find him like a pole?

Lin Yi was puzzled.
Chapter completed!