He stopped his steps, and with a flash of light, he appeared directly in the main hall of the mansion.

Tang Xiong, the patriarch of the Fusang clan, was discussing matters with several Fusang elders, and everyone looked worried.

Upon seeing Ning Fan's sudden arrival, everyone immediately stood up to greet him without any hesitation.

Ning Fan killed the Vine Emperor, killed Wan Changkong, and even killed countless Suixu during the Jishui battle. His reputation as the "Northern Tree Emperor" had already spread throughout the tree world, and even spread to several other worlds.

Although Ning Fan is just a Taixu cultivator, in the eyes of the Fusang clansmen, there is no difference between Ning Fan and a God Emperor who breaks the Void Fifth Heaven.

"We, the Fusang people, have seen Emperor Beishu, but we don't know why Emperor Beishu came here today!" Tang Xiong said respectfully.

"I owe Senior Fuso a favor. I came here today just to send Senior Fuso's ashes back. That's all..."

"What, the ashes of our ancestors! This, this..."

Tang Xiong and other Fusang tribesmen looked sad and excited.

The sadness comes from remembering the past of the ancestor's death, and the excitement comes from the fact that the ashes of the ancestor have been recovered, so that the ancestor's body will not be scattered outside.

Ning Fan pointed his finger, and an exquisite jade box immediately appeared on the bamboo table in the middle of the hall.

The jade box contained the ashes of Old Demon Fusang. There was a faint aura of Old Demon Fusang in the ashes...

"Ancestor!"

Tang Xiong and several other old men had wet eyes and knelt down to the jade box.

"Farewell!"

Ning Fan sighed softly, turned around and left. He sent back the ashes of Old Demon Fusang, and he and the Fusang clan no longer owed anything to each other.

Tuo Gu, who had promised Tang Xiong before, agreed to help Tang Xiong take care of Tang Yuan because Tang Xiong was likely to die in this catastrophe.

Now due to his intervention, Tang Xiong is not dead and Fusang is not destroyed, so he has no reason or necessity to accept Tang Yuan as his concubine.

"Emperor Beishu, stay here..." Tang Xiong wanted to call Ning Fan, but Ning Fan walked further and further away and soon disappeared.

Tang Xiong sighed slightly. To be honest, he was still alive and could not bear to give his daughter to Ning Fan as his concubine.

Ning Fan refused to accept Tang Yuan as his concubine, which made him feel happy and regretful at the same time.

I am happy that I can choose another suitable Taoist companion for my daughter.

It's a pity that I lost the opportunity to marry Ning Fan. For the declining Fusang clan, Ning Fan's reputation can be said to be a protective umbrella...

"Come on, Yuan'er, please come out. Since you have no chance to meet Beishu Emperor, my father will find another suitable Taoist companion for you in the future." Tang Xiong said towards the inner door of the hall.

"No! I don't want a Taoist companion, and I won't marry anyone!" Behind the beaded curtain at the inner door, a girl in red stamped her feet angrily, then turned and ran away.

She is Tang Yuan. She is the little princess of the Fusang tribe who has repeatedly provoked Ning Fan without thinking.

She doesn't have to be promised to Ning Fan as his concubine by her father, which is obviously a good thing.

She obviously hated Ning Fan and didn't want to marry him, but at this moment, she peeked at Ning Fan's back as he turned and left. She suddenly felt a little sad.

She had a feeling that once Ning Fan left, he would settle his grudges with the Fusang clan and never return.

Goodbye forever, just miss it...

"He never liked me... If I had been more sensible before, he wouldn't have hated me so much..."

Tang Yuan was sitting in her boudoir, feeling very blocked in her heart.

One day later, the Fuso clan buried their ancestor's ashes in the imperial mausoleum of Makino Kingdom.

Bamboo emperors of all dynasties were buried here, and no one had ever buried the ashes of monks in the crumbling tomb of the Bamboo Hall.

Tang Yuanchang knelt in front of Fusang Yao's tomb, his eyes turning into peaches from crying.

After all the Fusang tribesmen finished their worship, they walked out of the imperial mausoleum and waited outside. Only Tang Yuan was the only one who refused to leave.

The old demon Fusang was her grandfather, and he always doted on her, so much so that he turned her into an unruly and willful character.

From now on, she no longer has her grandfather's pampering. From now on, she needs to gradually learn to be sensible, learn not to be willful, and learn to take on the responsibilities entrusted to her by her family.

I don't know when, a young man in white suddenly appeared in the imperial mausoleum and in front of the tomb of old demon Fusang.

When Tang Yuan seemed to notice it, he turned around and saw the young man's face. He was immediately startled and said angrily, "I'm going to die! Is it fun to hide behind others and scare people?"

"I have never heard of any Nascent Soul monk being scared to death. If Miss Tangyuan could be scared to death by me, I'm afraid it would be enough to become an anecdote in the world of cultivation and leave her name in history." Ning Fan

joked.

"Hmph, you're not a good person with a slippery tone!" Tang Yuan cursed in a low voice, but he was secretly happy in his heart, never expecting to see Ning Fan again.

"Oh? Miss Tangyuan hasn't learned your lesson yet, and you still dare to scold me? Aren't you afraid that I will throw you into the lair of the Void Refining Monster?"

"Don't, don't! Master, my dear master, we have something to talk about, so don't use force! A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything, and an adult doesn't remember the faults of villains! You must not be as knowledgeable as me, and don't throw me into the den of monsters.

..." Tang Yuan was instantly subdued and showed no moral integrity at all.

"Interesting. From today on, practice hard and break through to become a god as soon as possible and refine the void. Next time I come to Dongshuhai, I may really throw you into the lair of the vicious beast that refines the void. If you don't refine the void

My cultivation level is incapable of protecting myself."

Ning Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned around and left.

He found that Tang Yuan was not without merit, at least she was a filial daughter.

The word filial piety is not used by monks. Among monks, there are very few who know how to be filial to their elders...

Although this woman has an unruly personality, she is much better than many monks. At the very least, she is a 'person'.

She can go down the mountain to become a human being and go up the mountain to become an immortal. If she can do this, she has a better chance than many monks of seeking the path to immortality.

Ning Fan left Jishui City, left Muye Country, and galloped towards the West Shuhai.

Tang Yuan looked at Ning Fan's departing light, and watched the light gradually disappear into the sky. He felt a little disappointed but also a little hopeful.

"He said that I should practice diligently... He said that there would be another day when we meet again, and he threw me into the lair of the Void Refining Beast..."

Suddenly, Tang Yuan felt that being thrown into the lair of the Void Refining Beast was no big deal. At least he could see Ning Fan again, right?

"Okay, I will be an ascetic from today on. When we meet again, I will definitely impress you!"

"Master, just wait patiently! My little lady will not let you down!"

...

Ning Fan galloped all the way, crossing from the East Tree Sea to the South Tree Sea, and then from the South Tree Sea to the West Tree Sea.

By the time he arrived at Xi Shuhai, it was already more than a month later.

It took another seven days before he arrived at Vine King City in the West Shuhai Sea.

Before entering the Vine King City, Liu Haoyue was already welcoming him out of the city.

"Brother Lu is a little slow to come. Liu has completed the inspection of Tengwang City four days ago. The savings of a hundred generations in Tengwang Palace are now stored in the inner cave of Vengwang Palace. Brother Lu, would you like to go and take a look?

?”

After Liu Haoyue finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned cold and he sent a message to Ning Fan, "There are still two four-day deacons in the Vine King's palace. These two are responsible for investigating the fall of the Vine King. They want to see you by name. Who might be here?"

If you are not kind, deal with it carefully!"

"Four Days Butler?!"

Ning Fan's eyes also darkened.

To kill the God-Emperor of the Lower Realm, if it is done in a secretive way, no one will care about it.

If the monks in this world kill each other, no one will care if there is no interface dispute involved.

But if a monk from another world sneaks into another interface and kills the God Emperor of this world, if the four-day deacon is not given a reason, the matter cannot be settled, and he will definitely be held accountable!

If there were no four-day stewards in charge of the lower realms, wouldn't the powerful men from the upper three realms be able to sneak into the lower three realms and kill the God Emperors of the lower three realms at will?

The existence of the four-day deacons is to patrol the lower realm and maintain the stability of the lower realm.

First, catch the monks who secretly go to the lower realm, and secondly, prevent the strong realm from bullying the weak realm from happening.

The Three Realms Sect's involvement in the disputes in the Tree Realm is something they need to investigate.

Ning Fan's killing of the Teng Emperor is also something they need to investigate.

If these two four-day deacons find out that Ning Fan is a monk from the Rain Realm, they will probably use the four-day law to take Ning Fan down for questioning.

It must be a serious crime for a monk from the Rain Realm to sneak into the Tree Realm and kill the Vine King of the Tree Realm.

Of course, if there are special reasons, such as undying hatred, Ning Fan may not necessarily be held accountable for killing the Vine Emperor.

"Brother Lu, are you sure you can deal with these two four-day deacons? If necessary, someone Liu will find a way to settle the matter for Brother Lu!" Liu Haoyue asked through a message.

"I'm somewhat sure, but not very sure..." Ning Fan shook his head gently, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, looking towards the Vine King Palace.

He sensed a very familiar aura from the Vine King Palace.

At this moment, he knew one of the two four-day deacons in the Vine King Palace!

"It's actually Senior Wei Xuan!"

Wei Xuan is Lao Mo’s brother!

With Wei Xuan protecting him, maybe there won't be any problems this time...
Chapter completed!