Su Wanbai looked up and saw a bird with light blue feathers flying in from the mouth of the valley. Its wings flapped silently, its beak was pointed and its claws were thin, and its eyes were lively and lively.
It was the messenger bird that she distributed to everyone.
Su Wanbai was startled for a moment, then stretched out his arm.
The letter bird folded its wings, landed lightly on her wrist, tilted its head, and gently pecked the feathers under its wings with its beak.
Everyone's eyes fell on the letter bird, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.
There are more than a dozen trackers here. Besides Fang Han, who else will let the letter bird fly?
Su Wanbai held the letter bird in the palm of his hand, gently stroked the feathers on its back with his fingertips, and then looked at the side of its legs.
There, a piece of paper folded into a long and thin strip was tied to a very thin silk thread.
She untied the thread, took off the paper, and unfolded it.
Tang Jun couldn't help but ask:
"Su Elder, is this the news sent back by Fang True Disciple?"
Su Wanbai did not answer.
Her eyes fell on the few lines of fine words on the note, and her pupils shrank slightly.
Tang Jun saw Su Wanbai's expression was different, and looked at each other with the gray-robed old man, and both saw a trace of doubt in the other's eyes.
Although the blind woman couldn't see, she seemed to be aware of the change in the atmosphere, and the movement of tapping the bamboo stick on the ground paused slightly.
Luo Qi still stood on the bluestone with his hands behind his back, glanced at Su Wanbai coldly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly:
"Su Elder, what news did Fang Han send back? Could it be that they also found a scale?"
Su Wanbai ignored Luo Qi's sarcasm.
She read the handwriting on the note from beginning to end again.
Then, she looked up.
"Fang True Disciple said--"
Su Wanbai spoke, her voice was still gentle, but with a trace of fluctuation that was difficult to conceal.
"The grandmaster-level monster has been discovered. It is located about four hundred miles northwest of Green Cliff Mountain, in a mountain depression."
A deathly silence fell in the valley.
Tang Jun opened his mouth, and the flesh on his face trembled slightly.
The old man in gray robe twirled his beard with his fingers frozen in mid-air.
The blind woman's hand tightened her grip on the bamboo stick.
The other trackers looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.
Luo Qi's figure paused slightly.
After a moment, she slowly turned around, her penetrating eyes staring at the note in Su Wanbai's hand:
"Su Elder, what did you just say?"
Su Wanbai met Luo Qi's gaze and handed the note in his hand to the front:
"Luo Elder If you don't believe it, you can see it for yourself."
Luo Qi took the note and unfolded it.
His eyes glanced at the few lines of fine characters on it, and his brows became tighter and tighter.
After reading it, he handed the note back to Su Wanbai with a hoarse voice:
"A twenty-year-old boy found a master-level monster that a dozen of us and others failed to find?"
The others did not speak, not wanting to offend Fang Han, True Disciple, with their words.
However, the field in which he was best at was surpassed by others. Although he did not say it clearly in his words, the different expressions on his face all revealed one meaning - disbelief.
"Fang Han, this person has really good fighting ability, I admit it."
Luo Qi sneered.
"But tracking is another thing. Experience, experience, and intuition, none of which requires accumulation over many years."
Su Wanbai is silent.
Her eyes fell on the piece of paper in her hand. In her clear eyes, there was a bit of expectation and a bit of anxiety.
Even she herself didn't completely believe it in her heart.
Just then--
Three figures appeared in the valley very suddenly.
No one saw clearly how the three people appeared.
It was as if they were standing here and never left.
It was as if they had walked out of the mountain forest itself, and together with those ancient trees, bluestones, and vines, they had existed on this land since ancient times.
Everyone in the valley was startled at first, and stood up one after another, pressing their swords with their hands.
When the faces and clothes of the three people were clearly seen, the surprise instantly turned into a deeper shock.
The person on the left has a slim figure, a dark green robe, and a wooden hairpin. He is Azure Profound Sect Supreme Elder Gu Changqing.
The person on the right, wearing a golden cassock, with a kind face and holding a rosary, is none other than Vajra Temple Supreme Elder Huiming.
There is a person in the middle, wearing a green and gray robe, with an ordinary face, and an old sword hanging from his waist. He is Rain Listening Tower Supreme Elder Silent.
Su Wanbai was the first to come to his senses, quickly stepped forward and bowed:
"Disciple Su Wanbai, see Supreme Elder and two seniors."
"Meet the three seniors."
Everyone seemed to be waking up from a dream and bowed one after another, their voices varied but respectful.
Silence nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on the note in Su Wanbai's hand. "Bring it to me and see."
Su Wanbai quickly presented the note with both hands.
Silence took it and unfolded it.
His eyes glanced at the few lines of small characters on it, and there was no emotion in those ancient and calm eyes.
After reading it, he handed the note to Huiming beside him.
Huiming took it, scanned the writing with his clear eyes, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth deepened slightly.
After reading it, he handed the note to Gu Changqing.
Gu Changqing took it and his eyes fell on the note.
There was no fluctuation in those cloudy eyes.
He looked at it for a moment, folded the note, and put it away.
Silence spoke:
"You two, what do you think?"
Huiming paused slightly as he moved the rosary beads:
"Donor Gu was really right."
He turned his head and looked at Gu Changqing, his voice was calm.
"This little benefactor really gave me a surprise."
Gu Changqing was silent for a breath, and then slowly spoke:
"He has never come into contact with a master-level monster, so he does not rule out the possibility of admitting his mistake. However, he might as well go and have a look."
It's not that he can't trust Fang Han, but he doesn't want to put too much pressure on Fang Han in public.
Silently said, "Then go and have a look."
Huiming put his hands together. "That's fine."
Silence and no more words.
The three of them turned around and walked towards the entrance of the valley.
The pace is neither fast nor slow, just like an ordinary old man walking.
However, Su Wanbai and others only saw a blur in front of their eyes, and the three figures disappeared at the mouth of the valley.
If the letter paper had not disappeared, everyone would almost think that the scene just now was just an illusion.
Silence returned to the valley, and more than ten tracking warriors with great reputations in the county looked at each other.
Luo Qi stood on the bluestone with his hands behind his hands, his face changing.
Fang Han lies on the branches of ancient trees, like a dead tree without life.
<Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art> is running crazily with unprecedented intensity, the heartbeat is slow to almost stagnant, and the skin temperature is integrated with the environment.
His eyes passed through the layers of branches and leaves, fixating on the still steady and deep aura of the master-level monster several miles away.
Wait.
The faith bird has been released and the news has been spread.
The only thing I can do now is wait.
Wait for the powerful master to arrive.
Time becomes extremely sticky in silence.
Every breath seemed to be stretched several times longer. The sound of the mountain wind rustling through the treetops, the gurgling sound of the distant stream, and even his own extremely low breathing were amplified and clearly audible in this extreme silence.
suddenly.
In Fang Han's perception, three auras that could not be detected without careful sensing appeared in his range of perception.
It was exactly the same as the aura of Supreme Elder Gu Changqing he had sensed before--
If there is something there, if there is nothing, it is virtual and real, as if it will blend into the surrounding mountains and forests at any time, but it actually exists.
They are three powerful masters.
And one of the breaths has a familiar feeling - calm and restrained, like an ancient well and deep pool, it is Supreme Elder Gu Changqing.
Fang Han The tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed.
He floated down from the branches of the ancient tree, unfolded <Wind God Step>, and his body turned into a stream of light blue light, silently flying towards the direction of the three auras.
It's miles away, but it only takes a moment.
Three figures stood on a ridge, hidden by ancient trees, and the sunlight shrouded their figures, making the three of them look extremely mysterious.
The person on the left is wearing a dark green robe and hair tied with a wooden hairpin. It is Gu Changqing.
The person on the right is wearing a golden cassock and holding a rosary. He is Vajra Temple Supreme Elder Huiming.
There was a person in the middle wearing a green-grey robe and an old sword hanging from his waist. He was Rain Listening Tower Supreme Elder silent.
Fang Han stopped a few feet away, bowed and saluted, his voice respectful but calm:
"Disciple Fang Han, see Supreme Elder, see two seniors."
Silent eyes fell on Fang Han, and a trace of almost undetectable surprise flashed in those ancient and unwavering eyes.
Even the First Grade warrior who is good at perception may not be able to detect the breath-condensing methods used by him, Huiming, and Gu Changqing.
The young man in front of him, who was no more than Third Grade Late Stage, not only sensed their arrival, he was also able to accurately locate them.
He couldn't help but believe that Fang Han discovered the master monster.
Huiming's half-closed eyes opened slightly, the rosary in his hand paused slightly, and then resumed its original rhythm, but the faint smile at the corner of his mouth deepened unnoticeably.
Gu Changqing stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes fell on Fang Han, and he nodded slightly:
"These two are Master Vajra Temple Huiming and Senior Rain Listening Tower Silence."
"I have met Master Huiming, and I have met Senior Shen."
Fang Han bowed again and followed Gu Changqing's introduction.
Huiming Put your hands together and speak calmly:
"Donor Fang does not need to be polite. Although the poor monk is practicing in the temple, he has heard of the name of the benefactor. He reached the first place in Prodigy Ranking at the age of twenty. When I saw him today, he is indeed worthy of his name."
His gaze stayed on Fang Han for a moment, with a bit of scrutiny and admiration in those clear eyes.
Fang Han Even an old monk like him, who is indifferent to worldly affairs, has heard of such amazingly talented and beautiful people.
Silence did not speak, but nodded slightly in response.
There was no expression on his ordinary face, but his eyes stayed on Fang Han for a moment longer, corroborating the young man in front of him with the rumors he had heard.
"Fang Han."
Gu Changqing asked.
"Where is that monster now?"
Fang Han turned around and raised his hand to point northwest:
"In a mountain valley a few miles away, that aura is extremely terrifying, cold and violent, as deep as an abyss. It is most likely a master-level monster."
"My disciple has been waiting here since he released the messenger bird. The monster has never left."