Liu Zhengyang asked casually, and he didn't expect the chief to say anything.

Because although the chief has been working hard to collect information, their savage tribe has limited personnel after all, and it is impossible for too much information to be investigated. At least, even Liu Zhengyang cannot reach into the entire cultivation world, let alone them.

Zhong Qinglei obviously had the same view, so he turned around and left.

He is ready to go back to the exchange with Liu Zhengyang for a rest.

"If Yuanman is the one I know, it would be a little strange." The chief said in confusion.

Judging from what he meant, he seemed to know something.

Liu Zhengyang stopped and asked quickly: "What do you say? What's strange about it?"

"As far as I know, Yuanman is a group that focuses on body refining and has been living in seclusion in the central area." The chief replied with a solemn expression: "Their ethnic group is a bit like us, but they are pure body refining, rather than using external forces, and have gradually begun to practice the exercises in recent years."

After listening to the chief's explanation slowly, Liu Zhengyang already had a rough impression.

In short, it is a tribe similar to a savage tribe, but has no altar power to rely on, and can only rely on one's own efforts to improve the strength of the body. In recent years, in order to improve combat power, it has also begun to practice orthodox martial arts, which can be said to be a fellow practitioner.

At the same time, although that ethnic group lived in seclusion, they had been surrounded and suppressed for nearly a hundred years because they liked to cause trouble.

So their living space is not large.

However, there has been no extermination of the clan under the encirclement of monks for many years, which has proved their strength.

"Chief, you shouldn't be trying to say that the mastermind behind the scenes is Yuan Man?" Liu Zhengyang felt incredible no matter how he thought about it, and said, "That race, no matter how he looks, doesn't look like a mastermind who can control everything behind the scenes. Are they that smart?"

If they were smart, they would not cause trouble everywhere, resulting in being surrounded by monks.

"That's why I said it's strange." The chief replied, "I don't know if there are other sects called Yuanman."

"No matter whether it is, it is always a clue. Let's go back and investigate." Liu Zhengyang said.

As for now, he just wants to rest.

Although he was not hurt when fighting with middle-aged and strong men, fatigue was inevitable. Especially after five days of continuous practice, he had been exhausted both physically and mentally after experiencing another battle.

If Xiao Duomie was by my side, Liu Zhengyang even wanted to take her to travel around again.

After returning to the exchange with Zhong Qinglei and others, the monks in the exchange immediately cheered and cheered.

The alchemist who was responsible for taking care of the chief strode up and said excitedly: "Master, I knew that you were there, and there would definitely be no danger in the exchange. Why don't you continue to play here for a few days and let us treat you well?"

"No problem." Liu Zhengyang happened to want to rest, so he agreed.

He asked the alchemist to prepare a room for himself and Zhong Qinglei, and then went to bed.

As for the chief, as the strongest man besides Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei, he must stay and recover.

Anyway, he is the chief of the Savage Tribe, so he has barely experienced handling such things.
Chapter completed!