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"Then what does Master want his disciple to do?"

Mu Yibai looked up at the sky and said, "Think of a way to find Hu Muqiu."

"The Cultivation Realm is so huge, without even the slightest clue, how can I find it?" Can Yang believed that Master would not let him go looking for someone without a clue.

Mu Yibai was the person who understood Hu Muqiu the most in this world. Although Hu Muqiu had not regained his Eastern Mountain after so many years, Mu Yibai still knew a little about Hu Muqiu's affairs outside.

There is a hidden force in the Fanzhou called Rogue Sect. Most of the cultivators in this force are itinerant cultivators, and if my guess is not wrong, they are looking for a son. Very few cultivators know of this force, so if you are able to find this Rogue Sect, then maybe you can find a son to ask for.

Rogue Sect? Can Yang thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry Master, I will definitely find Senior Hu Muqiu."

"Find him and tell him that it's time to come back and visit Master." Mu Yibai's words carried a trace of sadness.

Can Yang didn't say anything, he just nodded.

Mu Yibai turned his head to look at Can Yang and said, "Go on, your path is different from the others. If you choose to leave the sect with your Senior Sister and Junior Sister, that will only delay your time. I will explain your whereabouts to Xue Yi."

At this moment, Can Yang's nose twitched and his heart felt empty. In this world, those juniors and juniors of his were really good to him. Should he leave silently?

After a long period of silence, Can Yang slightly bent his body and left the emerald green bamboo forest. Mu Yibai silently watched Can Yang's disappearing back as he sighed in his heart.

On the second day, after the Tower of the Secret Realm was closed, the Eastern Mountain returned to its usual calm state. However, this day was a little different, as within the Eastern Mountain, other than the elders and disciples, every elder would have to leave the sect to gain experience, and this trip would take at least ten years.

The experience was a matter of life and death.

Thousands of Eastern Mountain disciples gathered together and went down the mountain one after another. Some of the disciples who were reluctant to leave could only turn their heads to look back at the place they had stayed in for dozens of years, or even hundreds of years.

Now, within the Jade Valley, Zui Xu shamelessly stayed there. Seven senior sisters, Qing Yu, Meng Ni, all gathered together, waiting for a person. This person was without a doubt Can Yang, but how could they know that Can Yang was already 50 kilometers away from the Eastern Mountain.

"I'm getting more and more envious of Junior Brother Can Yang. He lives every day in this fairyland. He's beautiful. The scenery is beautiful …"

Once he was inside the Jade Valley, Zui Xu kept sighing, causing the beauties to roll their eyes at him.

"Why isn't Master here yet?"

"Yeah, Junior Brother Can Yang didn't come either. I think that right now, only our Jade Valley faction hasn't left the sect, right?"

"Master is here."

As they chatted, Xue Yi slowly landed on the back of the giant bird.

"Master, where's Junior Brother Can Yang?"

"Yes master, won't Junior Brother Can Yang come out with us to gain experience?"

This was what everyone wanted to know the most.

Xue Yi glanced at the crowd and said, "Master has other arrangements for Can Yang, so he won't leave the sect with you guys."

When these words were spoken, everyone revealed a disappointed look and immediately became silent.

"What? Junior Brother Can Yang said that he would give us pill today, and he's not even coming to bid his farewells?" Fourth Senior Sister Shang Shang Xiang whispered.

How could the crowd not know that they were not thinking about Can Yang's pill, they were just reluctant to part with it.

"The Cultivation Realm is full of dangers. You must all be extremely careful. Go." At this moment, Xue Yi also spoke up. From her tone, it could be seen that she was also reluctant to part with Disciple.

Seeing that everyone had turned silent, Xue Yi let out a small sigh, rode on the large gray bird, and left the Jade Valley.

Afterwards, the seven senior sisters, Qing Yu, Zui Xu, and Qing Yu left the Eastern Mountain and descended the mountain together.

Not long after, fifteen elders gathered in the main hall of the Eastern Mountain. Xue Yi was one of them.

Mu Yibai slowly walked in from outside the hall. Everyone said in unison, "Greetings, Master."

Mu Yibai nodded his head and walked to the main seat. He glanced at the crowd and said, "Do you know why I let the disciples of the sect go out and gain experience? Why have you gathered here?"

The fifteen elders and Xue Yi all had their own guesses, but no one knew the real reason.

Mu Yibai looked outside the hall and said, "Now, other than my Eastern Mountain, who else is Qiu Yunsan afraid of?"

"Could it be that Qiu Yunsan wants to take our Eastern Mountain?" One of the elders said with a hint of anger.

"Hmph, he, Qiu Yunsan wishes to unify Fanzhou. Our Eastern Mountain s are uncontested by the world, so if Qiu Yunsan really wants to capture my Eastern Mountain, we are naturally not afraid of them."

"They, Qiu Yunsan, were almost killed by the strongest rogue cultivator, what is there to be arrogant about?"

When it came to fighting, naturally, they would not cower. However, they did not know that the strongest rogue cultivator was once the last disciple of Eastern Mountain.

At that moment, the four old men suddenly appeared in the main hall and stood next to Mu Yibai.

Seeing these four people, the fifteen elders and Xue Yi were immediately shocked. After pausing for a moment, they all immediately kneeled down and said in unison, "Welcome back, Master."

On this side, after Can Yang left the sect, he went straight to the Myriad Cloud Exchange, and from that time, Can Yang got his wish. The Spirit Horse was the most common form of transportation, and its rank could not even reach one star.

However, since ancient times, no one had discovered that Spirit Horse also needed to cultivate. Spirit Horse was equivalent to a trash cultivator, and no matter how much they trained, they would not be able to progress.

Ever since that white Spirit Horse entered Can Yang's mysterious space, this Spirit Horse had actually changed. It was as if it couldn't bear to even come out from the mysterious space.

The Spirit Horse did not possess any offensive abilities, it was only proficient in flying, flying fast, and flying at a speed that was about the same as the Spirit Horse, just looking at the speed of flying, it was only looking at the endurance of the Spirit Horse. But today, this Spirit Horse's flying speed was actually faster than Wu Steel, which means, its flying speed was even faster than Transformational Stage Grand Perfection Cultivator, and it was even faster.

As usual, Can Yang secretly came to the "shop full of losses". However, three years ago, the shop had changed owners and the middle-aged man died when he went out to purchase items. The middle-aged man's disciple took over the shop.

What made Can Yang surprised was that although this little rascal looked young, he knew more things than any other Xuan Shang.

Because Can Yang's pill were all sold in the shop, the shop had become the most famous shop in the Myriad Cloud Exchange in the last few years. As a result, the shop was expanded by a lot as all the credit was due to Can Yang.

In a very secret room, Can Yang was sipping a high quality spirit tea as he looked at the bald youth in front of him. He said: "Little Xiao Xiao, do you know that there is a power called Rogue Sect in the Fanzhou?"

"Rogue Sect? With such a large Fanzhou, there are more than ten thousand big and small forces. I really don't know about it. " Xiao Budian was holding a few pill in his hands, unwilling to let them go.

Can Yang sighed lightly, then took out all the pill he had recently refined and said: "Prepare the Spirit Coin for me. I have something to do these days, and it might be a long time before I can bring them here."

Hearing that, Xiao Budian's expression changed: "Really?" If we don't have these pill for sale, my shop would really be a shop with no end. "

Can Yang immediately rolled his eyes and said, "Don't think that I don't know how much you've earned over the years."

With that, Can Yang took out another list of herbs and said: "Help me prepare these herbs, I'm leaving soon."

"Big Brother Can Yang, when are you coming back?" Xiao Budian could not help but ask.

"I'm not sure." After Can Yang left Wan Yun, he still didn't know where to go. Of course, he didn't know when he would return.

Xiao Bu Dian let out a disappointed sigh and said, "Alright then."

All these years, Can Yang didn't have the skills to practice cultivation tools. Just refining pills alone, the number of Spirit Coin Can Yang earned could be said to be a shocking number. Now, with the dimension ring that the Old Devil gave him, Can Yang was not worried about the lack of Spirit Coin.

After selling the pill and getting the ingredients for free, Can Yang left the Million Cloud Exchange.

Can Yang didn't have anywhere to go at the moment, so finding Rogue Sect wouldn't be that easy. At this moment, Can Yang thought of that girl from Red Charm Clan, Mo Mei'er.

It was unknown how long it had been since Can Yang had seen Mo Mei'er, but he knew where he might bump into her if he wanted to see her.

Thirty miles away from the Thousand Cloud Exchange, there were many village tribes. Most of them were ordinary people, but within these village tribes, many of them had statues of a short woman wearing a bamboo hat.

The statue's real person was undoubtedly Mo Mei'er. For many years, Mo Mei'er had been protecting these commoners, making it so that the bandits would not dare to enter again.

Even Can Yang didn't understand that a foreign race, a cultivator that must be killed, was protecting humans. Fortunately, the ordinary villagers didn't know that she was a foreign race and treated her like a god.

Can Yang came to a place called the West Wind Village. It was very strange; today, the village was very lively. There was a wooden altar in front and it was surrounded by people.

Can Yang curiously walked into the crowd.

On the altar, a weird-looking looking middle-aged man wielded an iron sword wildly as he muttered to himself. In front of him were all sorts of offerings.

"What is he praying for?" Can Yang was confused.

"It's been ten years since the last rain. I hope the lord priest can pray for rain."

"Right, pray, pray for the rain to come."

Hearing the voices of the villagers beside him, Can Yang's lips raised into a smile. He was actually praying for rain, but Can Yang didn't believe that the priest on the altar was clearly a swindler.

At this moment, Can Yang's gaze suddenly stopped at the faraway rooftop, revealing a happy expression. A figure wearing a red conical bamboo hat with a red flower embroidered on it.

And at this very moment, five hundred kilometers away, several figures were riding on their respective Divine Pet mounts in the air. They were flying at high speeds, and their destination was Eastern Mountain!