Taoist students

Chapter 849
"This……"

Dongfang Mo and Gusu Ci looked at each other again, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes. They didn't expect the silver-haired old man to ask such a question suddenly.

"It's not considered acquaintance, right?" Gusu Ci looked at the old man, and then at Dongfang Modao.

"That's not acquaintance?" The silver-haired old man frowned, and then said solemnly: "Xiaoci, what's going on here?"

Hearing this, Gusu Ci shuddered, and in the end he still told the old man truthfully what happened in the low-law star field that year.He even took the initiative to tell the story that Dongfang Mo had beheaded that Qi-refining monk, which made the corners of Dongfang Mo's eyes twitch unconsciously.

While listening, the old man kept stroking his beard without interrupting.

When he learned that in the low-law star field, a monk at the qi refining stage who had a grudge with Gusu Ci and Dongfang Mo looked exactly like the elder of the Yinluo tribe, he was just astonished. Flashes, then returns to normal.

After listening to the narration of the two, he didn't speak for a long time, but fell into deep thought.

Just when Dongfang Mo and Gusu Ci were a little confused, the old man finally said: "I know about this matter, no wonder this person pulled the causal line afterwards and found that there is a causal connection between the two of you. And obviously The causal relationship with Little Friend Dongfang is even more entangled."

"Causal line?"

Dongfang Mo's expression changed slightly, but that was a method that can only be used by monks in the realm of returning to oneness.As for what the old man said, the causal line was more entangled with him, it must be because Yin Shang died at his own hands.

"Actually, you two don't have to think it's incredible. I've heard about it a long time ago. The elder of the Yinluo tribe has cultivated a great supernatural power called immortality. This kind of supernatural power can refine thousands of incarnations outside the body. And the cultivator in the Qi refining period back then, needless to say, is also the incarnation of this person." At this moment, the silver-haired old man said again.

Dongfang Mo Xindao really did so, it seems that his guess was not wrong.

After pondering for a moment, he only heard him say: "Senior Gusu, has that elder of the Yin Luo tribe left?"

"As soon as you left on the front foot that day, this person left on the back foot. He came here to pick up a magic weapon made by the old man. This magic weapon seemed to be of great importance, so he immediately rushed back to the underworld after getting the thing. Luo family."

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo heaved a sigh of relief.

Perhaps seeing Dongfang Mo's worry, the silver-haired old man smiled slightly and said, "Hehe, little friend Dongfang doesn't need to take this matter too seriously, you just ruined this mere body without knowing it." It’s just an incarnation, although this kind of thing is not small, it’s definitely not a big deal. With my cultivation level, I wouldn’t go to war for an incarnation.”

Hearing the silver-haired old man's words, the last stone in Dongfang Mo's heart was relieved.What he was worried about was that this person would harbor hatred. After all, it is not a joke to offend a cultivator in the Guiyi realm. In addition, this person is a member of the Yinluo tribe. There is no weight in the eyes.

"There is one more thing. I don't know if what little friend Dongfang said to this person about the corpse evil blood poison is true or not, or if there is something to hide." The silver-haired old man changed the subject.

Dongfang Mo was surprised, but he still looked at the old man and said, "This junior didn't hide anything from that senior Shang about the blood poison of the corpse."

"So that's the case, then I don't know if my little friend can show the blood poison of the corpse to the old man." The old man said again.

"This... of course." Dongfang Mo was taken aback for a moment, then agreed without hesitation, and in his heart, there was an inexplicably extra glimmer of hope.

He raised his left hand and placed it in front of the old man.

The silver-haired old man was not polite this time, and grabbed Dongfang Mo's wrist. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint golden light flashed in them. At this time, the blood-colored lock pattern on Dongfang Mo's palm was very It was useless, but the silver-haired old man saw through it at a glance, and his eyes fell on the sleeping black skull in the palm of Dongfang Mo.

The old man just watched without moving, until after a quarter of an hour, the golden light in his eyes faded away, and then put down Dongfang Mo's palm.

"I don't know what the senior saw." Dongfang Mo asked eagerly.

"Hey! I'm ashamed to say that this old man only has some accomplishments in weapon refining. If he wants to detoxify my little friend, there's nothing he can do." The old man shook his head.

Although he was disappointed, Dongfang Mo still forced a smile: "It is already the honor of the younger generation that the senior has the heart, so you are really polite."

"And this old man has bad news to tell my little friend." Just as he finished speaking, the silver-haired old man spoke again.

"Not good news?" Dongfang Mo immediately had a bad feeling.But he still asked: "Please tell me, senior!"

"Even though I can't detoxify the poison, I can see that the poison is indeed extremely troublesome, so the bad news is that the elders of the Yinluo tribe probably didn't lie to you that day."

"This..." Dongfang Mo hesitated.

"In other words, among the Human Monster Wood Clan, no one can cure this poison." The silver-haired old man said.

Dongfang Mo's face became sour, and he didn't speak for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

It wasn't until a moment later that he finally spoke up. "Senior Gusu, this junior has something to ask for."

"Please tell me, little friend."

"I hope the seniors can keep the matter of the younger generation's visit to Gusu's house secret."

"Hehe, even if you don't say that you are old, you won't make it public." The silver-haired old man laughed.

"Thank you senior, the junior will take my leave first." Dongfang Mo got up and bowed to the old man.

"Xiaoci, please send little friend Dongfang." The silver-haired old man didn't hold back.

Hearing the old man's words, Gusu Ci also got up, and then left the place with Dongfang Mo.

After walking out of the stone building, Dongfang Mo took a deep breath.Originally, he still had a glimmer of hope that maybe a monk from the Guiyi Realm could take action and detoxify him.

But looking at it now, the Yeling Clan cultivator didn't talk big that year. He once said that no one but him could cure the corpse evil's blood poison, and it was true.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo has already made a plan. Within a few decades, he will find all the things that night spirit tribe monk told him to find, and now he can only put his hope on that night spirit tribe monk.

As for the next matter about the blood poison of the corpse, he will keep his mouth shut and will not mention it to anyone.

Not long after, Dongfang Mo and Gusu Ci came to the foot of the mountain, and the two stepped onto a teleportation array. The teleportation array buzzed and trembled, and a burst of white light engulfed the two of them.

Dongfang Mo didn't realize that when he left this place, the cluster of small yellow flames in his dantian danced slightly.

At the same time, the raging sea of ​​flames under the emerald green mountain was churning more violently than usual.All this caused the silver-haired old man in the stone building to feel something. This man frowned slightly. He didn't know why the skyfire lava under him had such a vision. This had never happened before.

……

Then Dongfang Mo stayed at Gusu's house for a few more days. During this time, he unceremoniously asked Gusu Ci if he had found the materials and elixir he needed again.

But because what Dongfang Mo wanted was too precious, after several months, Gusu Ci also only found a kind of elixir called Tibetan Spirit Flower and gave it to him.

Dongfang Mo put it away unceremoniously, and even shamelessly thought of a one-time one-way teleportation array afterwards.

And after guaranteeing that he will enter the ancient and fierce place in the future, he must do his best to retrieve the silk scarf magic weapon in Nangong Yurou's hand, and Gusu Ci finally gave him two sets of formation tools.

Although there were only two sets, Dongfang Mo looked dissatisfied on the surface, but he was extremely happy in his heart.

These two sets of teleportation arrays might save his two lives in the future.

At this point, he had no intention of staying any longer, and set off to leave Gusu's house and return to Qingling Daozong.

Originally, Dongfang Mo thought about whether he wanted to go back to Dongfang's house now that he was in Human Race Nebula.He returned to the Dongfang family alone. Given the importance of his current status to the Dongfang family, the Dongfang family might dispatch a vast divine boat to escort him to the Qingling Dao Sect.

But when he thought that the Dongfang family hadn't sent any news that the ancestor of Dongfang Yu had returned, and that the ancient ominous place hadn't been opened yet.In addition, Dongfang's location is far away from Zhongtian Starfield, and it would waste more time to go back, so he dismissed this idea.

Just like that, Dongfang Mo hid his whereabouts, even covered his original face, and quietly headed towards the Zhongtian Starfield, preparing to return to the Qingling Taoist Sect through the inter-nebula teleportation array.

(End of this chapter)