Retrograde fairy way

After half a day passed, Wang Mo exchanged more than a dozen magic weapons.

Those cultivators who were robbed by the Golden Eagle Crow had high and low cultivation bases, but with a young suzerain like Sun Anyun, the treasures they used were naturally not bad.

It's a pity that there are no treasures suitable for Wang Mo himself.

Fortunately, Jinfeng City is the largest monk town within a radius of [-] li. There are various shops on the streets, and the level of treasures is high enough.

For half a day, Wang Mo exchanged all the unnecessary magic weapons in his hands for more than a dozen pieces.

Don't underestimate these dozens of magic treasures. You must know that any one of them is made by a monk who formed an alchemy with great effort to collect treasures, and finally spent a lot of effort to refine them.

Of course, this refers to the kind of monks who do not have the ability to refine weapons, such as Wang Mo, who has a good ability to refine weapons. As long as there are enough treasures, they can be refined into shape within a month.

And the talisman that every alchemy cultivator carefully refines is something that any monk cherishes and chooses again and again. The materials for refining the magic weapon are already precious, let alone carefully selected.

You must know that the strength of a natal magic weapon completely determines the strength of a monk who forms an alchemy. Once the natal magic weapon is destroyed, the mind will be injured at the slightest, and the cultivation base will decline at the worst.

Moreover, the natal magic weapon can also be cultivated along with the origin of the pill fire to increase the level.

This is why, when Wang Mo chose the magic weapon of his life, he cherished it so much.

When he walked out of the last shop, Wang Mo glanced around to make sure that those who followed him hadn't followed him, and then he went to a restaurant.

He sold the magic weapon so recklessly, and he only exchanged it for third-level refining materials, which naturally fell into the eyes of some interested people. Some people claimed that their strength was no match, so they gave up on their own.

And some people secretly contacted acquaintances, planning to come to kill and seize treasures, while others were purely bullying shopkeepers, but in the end they either failed to find them, or were shocked by Wang Mo's aura and did not dare to act rashly.

Wang Mo has practiced so far, not to mention killing countless enemies at the same level, even monks with higher cultivation bases were once plotted to death by chance and coincidence. It will be released invisibly, which severely frightened this group of people.

"Yuelai Building!" Wang Mo, who had changed his figure several times, looked at the four-story wooden attic, and walked in.

Don't underestimate these woods, they are treasures made of century-old iron and wood, which are enough to refine low-grade magic tools. It is enough to imagine that the consumption of Yuelailou is high if such treasures can be used to build a restaurant.

"Senior, please come inside!" A servant quickly greeted him.

"No need, Pindao just bought some drinks!" Wang Mo said lightly.

"Senior, just tell us what kind of drinks you need, our store has a full supply of spirit wine!" the servant said respectfully.

"Spicy, the stronger the better!" Wang Mo said lightly.

"Uh..." The servant was taken aback when he heard the words. He had never seen such a strange senior. Others want the best tasting spirit wine, but he wanted the spiciest one. The best wine, but there is no spicy spirit wine, so I can't help but feel a little hesitant.

"Why?" Wang Mo frowned. Ever since he drank, he liked the pungent taste of strong wine, the indescribably pleasant feeling of burning.

"Senior, you were joking. We do have a lot of top-quality spiritual wine here, but we don't have the spicy wine you want!" The servant said with a worried face.

"Then choose three of your best spirit wines, ten jars of each!" Wang Mo said calmly, without embarrassing him.

"Yes, senior, please sit here for a while, and I will bring it to you immediately!" The servant swept Wang Mo's waist, but did not find the storage bag, and immediately understood that this was a big customer, so he hurriedly led Wang Mo to a private seat Waiting, then ran inside.

Wang Mo didn't say much, sat there and took a sip of the tea made on the table, then closed his eyes and meditated.

"Have you heard about it, Old Li? A major event has happened in Mount Luedang!" In the corner of the hall, a table of monks was talking, and one of the young monks said with a mysterious face.

"What's the big deal, let's hear it!" Seeing that he was serious about it, the other people were really hooked and hurriedly asked.

"Hey!" The young man smiled and looked at the spirit wine on the counter.

"You kid will do this!" One of the middle-aged strong men laughed and cursed, and turned to greet the servants not far away.

After a while, he brought the spirit wine over.

"Hey, good wine!" The young man took a sip and said with an intoxicated look on his face, "Does the Luo family know about it?"

"Nonsense, who doesn't know the Luo family, that is a well-known grand master family!" shouted the middle-aged strong man.

"Half a month ago, the family was wiped out, and the entire villa was razed to the ground!" The young man said in a low voice.

"What?" The middle-aged man exclaimed, "How is it possible?"

"Hey, Brother Li, would I have lied to you? If my cousin hadn't told me, no one would have known about it!" The young man sneered.

"Hiss!" The middle-aged man was sure that he was not lying, so he gasped and asked anxiously, "Who is so powerful?"

"I don't know about it. According to my cousin, a monk passing by once saw a huge shadow of blood from a distance!" The young man said, taking another sip of wine.

"Then why didn't the city lord's mansion make any noise?" the middle-aged man asked again.

"Hush! If you want to die, don't involve me. My cousin is just the guard of the City Lord's Mansion. Let's not talk about the City Lord's Mansion!" The young man's complexion changed, and he lowered his voice immediately.

Don't you know that although there are low-level monks in this hall, their hearing is excellent, and he didn't take any precautions. Those actions were just showing off.

While the few people were talking, the servant who was going to get Wang Mo's spirit wine turned out from the back hall, holding a storage bag in his hand, and came to the front: "Senior, your spirit wine, eight A thousand low-grade primordial stones!"

"En!" Wang Mo nodded slightly, took the storage bag, weighed it in his hand, and saw the brilliance on it, transferred the wine into the storage ring, put the primordial stone in, put the storage bag Handed it back to the servant, got up and left.

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Luo Dang Mountain, thousands of miles away from Jinfeng City, can be said to be a mountain on the edge of Jinfeng City. On it lives the Luo family, the family friend of the city lord of Jinfeng City.

This Luo family is within the boundaries of Jinfeng City, and it is also a famous Moxiu family. Its ancestor Luo Kailie is a master in the middle stage of alchemy formation. With him sitting in the Luo family, the Luo family could have flourished for hundreds of years, but it was unexpected. Kill the door.

Gradually, this incident spread, causing the monks in Jinfeng City to panic. There were all kinds of speculations. The most outrageous thing was that the Jin family, the city lord, saw that the Luo family was gaining momentum, and secretly cooperated with the strong to destroy it.

Wang Mo frowned tightly. In the past few days, he rushed all the way to Luodang Mountain, and what he inquired about was these news.

That day in the restaurant, when the young man mentioned that Luo's family was destroyed, Wang Mo fell in love.

It's just because this Luo family is the place where the three-edged magic cloud crystal is hidden in the jade slips given to him by Sun Mingyun.

Sun Mingyun once said that this Luo family is far from being an ordinary grandmaster family, this Luo Kailie is an outer disciple of the Blood Demon Sect who is as famous as the Demon Demon Sect.

Back then, due to limited talent, he was not valued in the Blood Demon Sect, so he came to Luodang Mountain to establish a family after the foundation was established.

It's just that I don't know what kind of chance I had later, I stepped into the alchemy state after a hundred years, and later I donated a batch of secret treasures to the Blood Demon Sect.

Blood Demon Sect and Demon Sect are two first-class sects who are adjacent to each other, and their purpose is to protect their weaknesses, so no one has ever dared to take Luo Kailie's idea.

Luo Kailie has also been sheltered by the Blood Demon Sect, and has been stable for a hundred years, but he doesn't want to be exterminated when the family is at its peak. Thinking about it, the Blood Demon Sect will definitely not stop here. If the sect is indifferent, it will be a joke .

According to Sun Mingyun, his spies in the Blood Demon Sect of the Demon Demon Sect reported that among the treasures that Luo Kailie donated to the Blood Demon Sect back then, there was the three-edged Demon Cloud Crystal.

"Whoosh!"

Thinking of the news in his heart, Wang Mo galloped towards Luo Dang Mountain.

Although Sun Mingyun's words cannot be fully believed, Luo Dangshan is going to take a trip. Don't think about the three-edged demon cloud crystal in the blood demon sect. A precious treasure.

Although the Luo family had been destroyed for more than half a month, there were still quite a few monks who came to inquire about it, and most of them were around the foundation establishment period, wondering if they could come to see if they could get some benefits.

Wang Mo didn't hide his figure, and descended from the sky to escape light, which was seen by all the monks, so he naturally avoided it in a hurry.

Living in the chaotic Demon Realm, it would be difficult for low-level monks to survive if they had no vision. Even the alchemy guru had not reached the point of rampant in the Demon Realm.

Regardless of the strange gazes cast by those monks, Wang Mo stretched out his body and quickly explored the former site of the Luo family.

In the blink of an eye, there is no feeling of desolation as imagined. On the contrary, most of the pavilions and courtyards are intact, and there is basically no damage.

But the strange thing is that there is not even a single person in the huge manor that covers an area of ​​tens of miles. There is a strange atmosphere in the whole manor, and a faint smell of blood can be faintly smelled.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Wang Mo let out a cold snort, a murderous aura burst out from his body, and his powerful consciousness slammed towards a pavilion in the distance.

"what!"

There were several shrill screams in the attic, obviously hurt by his spiritual consciousness.

Just now, some people used their spiritual sense to probe him several times, and it didn't look like one, with malicious intentions inside, Wang Mo clearly felt that the other party was just a few fake alchemy monks.

I didn't want to pay attention to it, but the other party intensified and became more and more unscrupulous, so Wang Mo taught the other party a little lesson.

Presumably it was because they hadn't seen Feidun coming before him, otherwise they would not have dared to provoke a master of alchemy like this if they had the guts.

"Bang bang bang!"

The door and window of the attic opened instantly, and a few pale monks ran out from inside, looking at Wang Mo with eyes full of fear.

But they didn't dare to take the slightest move to escape, for fear of arousing Wang Mo's killing intent, the killing intent just now seemed to freeze through the marrow of the bone.