Retrograde fairy way

The four guards moved in unison, and without using their spiritual weapons, they directly rubbed their bodies with demonic energy all over their bodies.

They knew very well what the young man wanted, to abolish but not kill. For a monk, there was nothing more painful than this.

Liu Zhongyang looked at them with a look of despair. Facing the siege of the four fake alchemy monks, even if he could resist it, it would not last long.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly a tyrannical aura descended, the turbulent air rumbled, and the pounced figures of the four guards stopped immediately, and flew back involuntarily.

And in the field, at some point, there was a red-robed figure, and the aura emanated from him, it was Wang Mo who had sensed the movement in the shop and rushed over.

There was a look of horror in the eyes of the four guards, and they didn't even care to wipe the blood from the corners of their mouths. They all knelt down on the ground, just like Liu Zhongyang before.

When Liu Zhongyang saw the sudden appearance, he immediately became excited, crawled up to him with hands and feet, and was about to speak.

But he was stopped by Wang Mo waving his hand. Seeing this situation, Liu Zhongyang hurried to see the middle-aged man who was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Seeing Wang Mo appearing, the young man couldn't help but turn pale in the face of the coercion, but he was not as unbearable as the four guards. He stared at Wang Mo and said in a deep voice, "Do you know that this Who is Zong?"

Strangely, a small snake head protruded from the young man's neck, with small scarlet eyes, emerald-gold snake skin, and a scarlet snake letter, staring at Wang Mo firmly.

"Get out!" Wang Mo simply uttered a word, the cold light in his eyes flashed for a moment, and his eyes swept across his cuffs vaguely, there was a bloody flame, and a ghost pattern with teeth and claws inside.

If it hadn't just settled down at this time, Wang Mo would have already killed it, not to mention the other party's identity is not simple, otherwise he would definitely not be so arrogant in the shop.

He even didn't even look at the emerald gold snake, it was just a third-order early stage monster, it offended him, and killing him was just a matter of flipping the palm of his hand.

"You...huh!" The young man's expression froze, and a hint of sternness flashed across his eyes, but seeing Wang Mo staring at him coldly, his mouthful of cruel words finally turned into a cold snort.

The sleeve robe was flicked violently, and the four guards lying on the ground dodged out without even looking at it.

The four guards were dripping with sweat, but they didn't dare to move lightly. They are not fools, and they can be a little arrogant when their master is around, but facing this strong man who doesn't even show face to their master, they just don't dare to move. Can put on as low a posture as possible, in order to survive.

"Who did it?" His consciousness swept across the middle-aged man on the ground, and Wang Mo recognized that this was the second-level deacon, seeing that he was hopeless.

Although he wouldn't do anything to the young grandmaster, his subordinates were not so lucky.

Hu Yanlie was not a good-tempered person at all, if the other party killed someone at his place without even showing any sign, it would be too unreasonable, not to mention, he, Wang Mo, has never been a submissive person.

The four guards trembled when they heard the words, but all three of them looked at one of them in unison. The man noticed his companion's gaze, and hurriedly climbed forward with hands and feet, and kowtowed for mercy: "Senior, please forgive me!" , the little one is also following orders! Senior..."

"Kill for life!" Wang Mo looked at him, and said four words coldly.

The left hand suddenly reached down, and directly slapped his head with the palm of his flesh. With a loud bang, the man's begging for mercy stopped abruptly.

Wang Mo flexed his fingers and grasped the claw, and with a whoosh, his fake pill flew out from it, and the blood was lingering on it, obviously it was his soul that had not dissipated.

Without even looking at it, he took out a jade box and put it away. Although the fake pill is nothing to the current Qingpi, it is better than nothing, and it is just a snack.

"Get lost!" Wang Mo said coldly, looking at the three people who were looking at him with fear on their faces.

Although there is nothing wrong with what they did, he really despises such weak bones.

"Thank you senior!"

"Thank you senior for not killing!"

"Thanks……"

The three hurriedly kowtowed their heads to thank them, and ran out scrambling. As fake Dan monks, they completely forgot how superior they were in front of low-ranking monks.

Seeing that everyone was leaving, Liu Zhongyang took a few steps forward, his eyes swept over the middle-aged man's corpse on the ground, he raised his head and looked at Wang Mo nervously, "Master, this..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Mo stretched out his hand and took the storage bag of the dead guard, reached out his consciousness to remove the consciousness of meaning left on it, and threw it to Liu Zhongyang.

"For a good burial, give these to his family, if... Forget it, let his child practice well!" Wang Mo originally wanted to say that his child should come here to take over, but he couldn't say anything when it came to his mouth.

"Yes, Zhongyang will do it now!" Liu Zhongyang took the storage bag, looked at the middle-aged man on the ground with a little relief, then grabbed it, and brought out the guard's body up the second floor.

He knew very well how many resources a fake Dan cultivator had in his storage bag, enough to allow one or even several Foundation Establishment cultivators to emerge from among his descendants.

After such a incident, the shop's voice naturally couldn't continue, so it had to close early and reopen tomorrow.

Seeing a group of servants busy cleaning, Wang Mo walked to several corners and other hidden places, looked at the formation plate restriction that Hu Yanlie had arranged earlier, and there was a look of thought in his eyes.

After patrolling around, Wang Mo went back to the refining room, prepared a set of treasures for refining the array, and began to refine the array.

Since he has made up his mind to cultivate here, it is natural to make his residence impregnable, at least to prevent what happened today from happening again.

……

Clap!

There was a sound of tea cups shattering from the room, followed by a ferocious roar: "Bastard, how dare you let this sect go? What does he think he is?"

The aura surging out of it scared the three guards standing outside the door. They trembled all over, shrunk their necks involuntarily, and did not make a sound knowingly.

At this moment, an old man walked into this courtyard. His face seemed to be smiling, and his eyes were long and narrow. It was Yang Weihong.

"Greetings to Grandmaster Yang!" The three guards hurried forward and bowed when they saw the person coming.

"You guys go down first!" Yang Weihong first glanced at the room without any trace, and then waved slightly to the three of them.

"Yes!" The three of them could no longer stand the oppressive atmosphere, not to mention the aura that the person in the room emitted from time to time made them quite uncomfortable.

Seeing Yang Weihong's words, he hastily saluted again and hurried out of the courtyard.

Yang Weihong walked to the door without knocking, and directly opened the door and entered the back room.

"Who told you to come in, get out..." I saw a young man with bloodshot eyes, smashing things with a ferocious face, noticing the movement, he turned his head and shouted loudly.

Judging from his appearance, he was the young master who was in the shop under the scorching sun.

But when he saw Yang Weihong, he glanced at the mess on the ground with a slightly embarrassed expression, and quickly changed his words: "Senior Brother Yang, I..."

"Hey, Junior Brother Lu, it's okay, it's okay!" Yang Weihong waved his hand slightly, not caring.

"Senior Brother Yang, is there something you are here for?" Facing Yang Weihong, the man surnamed Lu seemed to have lost his temper, and said respectfully.

"It's my brother's fault, I shouldn't have asked you to find that old man Huyan. This old boy has always had a bad temper, otherwise he wouldn't have affected his disciples!" Yang Weihong sighed repeatedly, looking remorseful.

According to the meaning, it turned out that he asked the man surnamed Lu to find 'Hu Yanlie', but he didn't know why.

"Senior brother Yang, how can you blame you? Huyan Lie is really hateful, but he just killed a low-ranking monk, and he treated me like this. When I return to the sect, I will let the senior brothers vent their anger on me and burn the blood spirit into grass. Come back!" The man surnamed Lu said viciously.

Thinking of how he fled in embarrassment in the scorching sun business, there was an unknown fire rising in his heart, wishing to tear 'Huyanlie' to pieces.

"Don't, don't, junior brother Lu, if you go back and talk about this matter, all senior brothers will come to vent your anger on you, then old man Huyan, as a master of crafting, must have a lot of secret treasures on him, and he is a late-stage alchemy cultivator. If you make a fuss, don't you want my elder brother to embarrass me?" Yang Weihong repeatedly waved his hands to comfort him, and a strange light flashed in his narrowed eyes from time to time.

"Secret treasure?" The eyes of the man surnamed Lu lit up, and he asked, "Senior brother Yang, does this old man Huyan really have a secret treasure?"

"This..." Yang Weihong looked embarrassed, as if he wanted to say it, but he was afraid of arousing the interest of the man surnamed Lu, so he didn't want to lie to him.

"Senior brother Yang told the younger brother to listen to it. You know, this secret treasure has always been rare. I haven't seen a few of them so far, let alone own it. I just want to know what kind of secret treasure it is!" The man surnamed Lu looked embarrassed when he saw him. , hurriedly explained.

"To tell you the truth, I don't know what secret treasure Huyan has. It's just that when this old boy came to my firm to buy refining materials a month ago, he accidentally slipped his mouth, and that's why I found out about it!" Yang Weihong said with a look of embarrassment.

"That's it!" A look of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the man surnamed Lu, and he turned his head slowly, as if he was thinking about something.

It's just that the hidden resentment flashed in his eyes, just happened to be seen by Yang Weihong, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised a meaningful smile, which was fleeting.

"Junior Brother Lu, Junior Brother Lu..." Yang Weihong pretended not to see it, and was silent for a while, seeing that he was still thinking, he couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.

"Ah...Senior Brother Yang, I'm sorry, I just thought of something about cultivation!" The man surnamed Lu was startled, and then turned his head in embarrassment.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Lu is indeed a genius of the sect. He has such achievements at such a young age and still doesn't forget to practice at any time!" Yang Weihong smiled and praised.

"Where, where, Senior Brother Yang is absurd!" The man surnamed Lu said modestly, but the smug look in his eyes was fully revealed.

"How about this, Junior Brother Lu, don't be angry, I have arranged for you a few good-looking furnaces, enjoy them, and practice requires a combination of work and rest!" Yang Weihong patted him on the shoulder with a look on his face. Said with a cryptic smile.