After everyone saw where these three places were, they all gasped at the same time.

Demon Valley, City of Ten Thousand Ghosts, and Desert of Death.

Even without the elders' explanation, everyone could tell that this was not a good place.

"I hope she didn't fall into these places."

As soon as the elder uttered this sentence, Xiaoyao Sanren calculated Fan Li's approximate location, as well as good or bad luck.

"Southeast direction, very bad luck!"

Everyone's face suddenly changed and they all looked towards the southeast of the map.

There is only one place in the southeast—Wangui City!

Song Xixi's eyes lit up.

Everyone present had heard of the name of Wangui City. The timid disciples had already begun to tremble, with the hairs on their bodies standing up, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

Wangui City is the gathering place of ghost cultivators. Ghost cultivators are also a kind of evil cultivators and are the most difficult to deal with among the evil cultivators.

There are not only ghost cultivators in Wangui City, but also many evil forces entrenched in it. It is very complicated and intricate. If a righteous cultivator goes there, he will be targeted by all the evil cultivators and even hunted down.

Fan Li is a Jindan cultivator. If he walks outside normally, he will naturally not be afraid of the threat from evil cultivators.

But Wangui City is different.

Even the Yuanying old monster is unwilling to set foot here.

Because those evil cultivators are like disgusting and troublesome insects and ants. Once you are targeted by them, you will be skinned alive if you don't die.

If you fall into their hands, having your golden elixir removed and your immortal bones dug out would be the lightest punishment. If you are a female cultivator, your fate will be even worse!

Su Muqing was anxious and wanted to rescue Fan Li immediately.

Master Yunmeng moved his fingers slightly, and Su Muqing was fixed in place.

Su Muqing was panicked and anxious, and shouted out loud: "Master! Xiaoqi is in danger, I can't lose her again!"

Master Yunmeng frowned and rebuked him coldly, "When did you become so arrogant? Didn't your master teach you that the more critical the moment, the more you need to stay calm!"

Su Muqing couldn't calm down, but he didn't dare to contradict his master, and his thin lips were stretched into a straight line.

Seeing this, Song Xixi took the initiative to step forward to ease the atmosphere: "Master, calm down. Don't blame Senior Brother. He is just too worried about Senior Sister Seven."

Master Yunmeng did not say any more words of reprimand, nor did he want to embarrass his disciple in public, but his face remained cold.

It's not that he didn't worry about Fan Li, but being in a hurry wouldn't bring any help. Besides, Wangui City was a thousand miles away from here and the situation was complicated. Going there rashly would only make things worse.

After Song Xixi persuaded Master Yunmeng, she went to comfort Su Muqing.

But Su Muqing just lowered his head, said nothing, ignored her, and didn't even look at her.

Song Xixi didn't mind and stayed beside him obediently.

Zhou Ming, Ye Wushuang and Wang Fa were no less worried than Su Muqing. Even though they knew that the sect master in front of them was just a clone, they felt uncomfortable seeing that he was still so calm.

"Hush! Be quiet!"

The one who spoke was Xiaoyao Sanren.

Xiaoyao Sanren narrowed his eyes, as if he had sensed some changes. He immediately took out his wine gourd, took a few gulps of wine, and calmed himself down.

Re-divine!

Xiaoyao Sanren's fortune-telling skills were quite powerful. Everyone held their breath and waited patiently for his results.

The sun was hanging high above our heads, making us sweat profusely.

Lin Zichen was in a daze. Han Shouyu noticed his abnormality, touched his arm gently, and whispered:

"Fifth Junior Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Zichen came back to his senses somewhat slowly, and responded in a low voice: "Nothing, I just feel like I forgot something..."

He always had this inexplicable feeling during this period of time, especially when mentioning Fan Li at this moment.

It was as if what he forgot was related to Fan Li.

Strange, what is it?

When Lin Zichen was thinking about something, he would bite his lips out of habit. At this moment, he didn't feel any pain even when he bit them until they bled.

Han Shouyu was shocked when he saw that he had bitten his lips until they bled. Without thinking, he reached out and pinched his mouth.

"Fifth Junior Brother, stop biting, don't you feel pain?"

Lin Zichen touched his lips and felt blood on his hands, which also shocked him.

He quickly wiped it off with his sleeve.

Lin Zichen has completely forgotten what happened at the trial field that day.

He also forgot to remind his fellow brothers that Fan Li practiced the ruthless way.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Xiaoyao Sanren and their minds were on Fan Li, so no one noticed their little interaction.

Ye Wushuang nervously pulled the leaves around her, and a large area of ​​the neatly trimmed grass was ripped out by her.

Thanks to Fan Li, she has broken through to the peak of foundation building and touched the threshold of golden elixir. She is just waiting to return to the sect to retreat and break through.

She came out of seclusion today just to share her joy and feelings with Fan Li.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wushuang lost contact with Fan Li, and he felt very bad.

Finally, Xiaoyao Sanren's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed and he let out a long breath.

Ye Wushuang knew the result was out, and he quickly dropped the leaf in his hand, tugged at his master's sleeve and asked, "Master, how is it?"

Xiaoyao Sanren stroked his beard and said slowly, "Don't panic, don't panic. I just saw the hexagram. First, there was a howling black wind, ghosts crying and wolves howling, which was a sign of great misfortune. Then the wind and clouds changed, and a beam of golden light split the black clouds!"

Ye Wushuang said anxiously: "Master, don't talk about this, just tell us directly, is Xiao Lizi in danger or not!"

Wang Fa also said: "Yes, Master, please just say it directly!"

Xiaoyao Sanren spat out a few words: "Yin and Yang intertwined, good and bad mixed."

Ye Wushuang: "It's a mixed bag. Does that mean Xiao Lizi's life is still in danger?"

Xiaoyao Sanren: "That's right..."

Ye Wushuang’s face was pale.

Xiaoyao Sanren added: "But the golden light we saw at the end hinted that she could turn danger into good fortune and escape from danger."

Ye Wushuang felt relieved after hearing this. "Master, can you speak faster next time and not breathe so hard?"

Xiaoyao Sanren chuckled. He had just drunk some wine, and the strong smell of alcohol hit him as soon as he opened his mouth.

Ye Wushuang raised his hand to dispel the smell of alcohol in the air, and together with Zhou Ming, he helped the drunken master to sit aside.

Xiaoyao Sanren is very accurate in fortune-telling and rarely makes mistakes.

After learning that Fan Li was not seriously injured, everyone felt relieved, except Song Xixi who was a little disappointed.

Everyone was waiting for Master Yunmeng to make the decision.

At this moment, Sect Master Xue arrived late after hearing the news. He looked apologetic and took the initiative to take the responsibility on himself.

"Master Mu, someone is missing from my Beast Taming Sect. The responsibility lies with me. I have already sent several groups of people to look for him."

Xue Daoren patted his chest and promised: "Master Mu, take the children back first, I will definitely find them for you!"

But he couldn't guarantee whether she was dead or alive.

Master Yunmeng nodded and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Sect Master Xue."

Xue Daoren said with guilt: "Oh, it was my fault that I failed to take good care of my people, which led to the disappearance of Sect Master Mu's beloved disciple. Let alone the City of Ten Thousand Ghosts, even if it is the Infernal Hell, I will find him back!"

"It's all my fault. If anything happens to that child, I won't be able to face Brother Mu anymore!"

Sect Leader Xue beat his chest and stamped his feet, feeling extremely grief-stricken.

It was as if the person missing was not Yunmeng Zhenren's disciple, but his child. His emotions were a hundred times more excited than Yunmeng Zhenren's.

Yunmeng Zhenren wanted to comfort him. He patted Xue Daoren on the shoulder and said, "It's not all Master Xue's fault. My disciple is not sensible and often gets into trouble. This time he missed his trip because of her. I really don't know what to say."

There was an unconcealed dissatisfaction in Master Yunmeng's tone, as if he would not feel any regret or heartache even if Fan Li never came back.

Ye Wushuang was not convinced and wanted to say something, but was held back by Xiaoyao Sanren who was pretending to be asleep.

Zhou Ming also shook his head slowly at her.

Although the person in front of him was only the sect master's clone, he was still dignified and could not be offended.

Ye Wushuang is a junior, and it is a taboo for him to contradict the sect master in public. Not only will it fail to change the sect master's opinion of Fan Li, it will also bring trouble to himself.

What's more, Master Yunmeng has been looking for opportunities to catch Lingxiaofeng's mistakes.

After Ye Wushuang calmed down, he was still a little indignant, so he turned his back and continued to wreak havoc on the innocent bushes.

Zhou Ming held the sword, seemingly indifferent, but he had actually secretly sent a message to the Jianmen Sect.

He had already guessed the Sect Master's plan.

Junior Sister Fan, I can only help you up to this point. Zhou Ming felt heavy-hearted.

While wiping his tears, Sect Leader Xue's eyes turned cunningly.

He originally came to test how much Master Yunmeng cared about Fan Li so that he could make plans next.

Since that girl is dispensable to Master Yunmeng, he can let his people do what they want.

Xue Daoren acted reliable, allowing the Tianji Sect members to go back and wait for news with peace of mind.

Master Yunmeng left Fan Li to outsiders and took his disciples on a spirit boat back to the sect in a grand manner.