Retrograde fairy way

boom!

A cyan light flashed past, causing a burst of anger and roar.

Although the majestic aura did not come out, the monks who were hiding in the formation below were still terrified.

Anyone with a little bit of knowledge knows that those who can control the magic weapon of flying are not ordinary powerhouses.

Then I saw the cyan flying boat fluttering down, and paused slightly outside the formation above the mountain gate of the Zangjin Pavilion.

"Open the restriction!" As soon as the flying boat settled down, a slightly gloomy voice came from inside.

"Follow the orders of the elders!" At this time, a large number of people who fled from the border of the mountain range have gathered in the Golden Pavilion, and the moment this aura appeared, it attracted the appearance of the owner of the Golden Pavilion middle-aged man.

Knowing that there was someone he couldn't afford to offend within the week, he immediately took out a jade tablet and opened up the formation.

For so many years, there has never been a master of alchemy in the Cangjin Pavilion, and the strongest is only a fake alchemy, and even the prohibition can rarely be placed, let alone the entire gate of the mountain.

The moment the formation was opened, the cyan brilliance on the flying boat flashed, everyone felt the flying boat landed in the field, they couldn't help but click their tongues secretly, their eyes showed horror.

"Junior Zang Yuanming, the current owner of the Cangjin Pavilion, pays my respects to senior! Senior has worked hard all the way, if you don't mind, you can stay in the VIP Yayuan in the back mountain!" Zang Yuanming said respectfully.

"I hope seniors don't dislike it, and go to Yayuan to rest for a while!" When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up and they all bowed in unison.

Everyone knew that if there was a strong person like the master of alchemy sitting in command at this time, their safety would be greatly increased.

"Alright, lead the way ahead!" For the first time, Wang Mo did not rush on the way, but nodded slightly with a calm face, and then turned his head to the Han family who were walking out of Zhongzhou: "These two, a certain family Take it away, do you have any objection?"

"No, no, senior just take it away!" The middle-aged man heard the words, and the two brothers and sisters who were still silent in the boat without even looking at them respectfully said, holding the storage bag around their waists with one hand.

In his heart, he was very happy. With two dispensable younger generations, in exchange for the cultivation resources enough to allow the family to redevelop and even rise, this deal couldn't be more cost-effective.

"Lead the way ahead!" Wang Mo ordered Zang Yuanming into the boat without getting off the blue wind boat.

"Yes, right in front!" Zang Yuanming was slightly startled, pointing without daring to resist.

"Whoosh!" As soon as the words fell, the Qingfengzhou galloped out like an arrow from the string, and disappeared into the row upon row of houses and courtyards in an instant, leaving a group of monks whispering in place.

Although this senior seems a little unreasonable, with such a strong person, their safety can be regarded as safe for the time being.

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"Get up, I will arrange for you to wait after a certain family's investigation is over, but whether you can survive in this cultivation world in the future depends on the good fortune of the two of you!" In the Yayuan in the back mountain, Wang Moduan sat Going up, he said lightly to the two of them.

"Thank you senior!" Han Luoyun pulled Han Luoyu and said with a look of excitement and a hint of loneliness.

The excitement was because Wang Mo was able to take a fancy to them and personally bestowed many things for cultivation. The loss was because Wang Mo did not have a single trace of accepting disciples from the beginning to the end.

"Go on, I will call you when I leave!" Wang Mo closed his eyes and waved lightly.

Naturally, the two did not dare to disobey, and bowed and bowed with respectful expressions on their faces, and retreated.

"Hey, at such a young age, I understand this truth. It's a pity that so many people yearn to become immortals to gain more lifespan, but what happens in the end? They live neither human nor ghost. Is it really supposed to be like this?" Looking at the backs of the two brothers and sisters leaving, a trace of loneliness flashed across Wang Mo's brows, and he sighed suddenly.

"But no matter what, the fact that I was able to come here back then must have been closely related to that battle. If I don't figure it out, won't I have to live in debt to this favor all my life? I have to figure it out!" But That trace of loneliness turned into perseverance in an instant, as if to cheer himself up, Wang Mo clenched his fist fiercely.

Then there was a flash of green light all over his body, and his figure suddenly galloped out of the house, and suddenly came to a mountain top. Although his speed was extremely fast, no one noticed when he deliberately concealed his aura and figure .

"It's here, but with my current cultivation of spiritual consciousness, I can't even detect the slightest clue. The only thing that is a bit strange is this thatched cottage!" Looking at the only building on the top of the mountain, this unremarkable thatched cottage, Wang Mo frowned. frown,

A secret site of the cave mansion was obtained from Sun Mingyun back then. When I saw it for the first time, I felt that there was a place in it that was very familiar. Later, when I thought about it carefully, it turned out to be Tong’an Mountain where he first encountered the gold-devouring beast, and the place that the map finally pointed to was exactly It is where the mountain gate of the Tibetan Golden Pavilion is located.

But Wang Mo's spiritual sense searched around the mountain gate, but he still couldn't find anything suspicious, only this thatched cottage made him unable to see through.

What made him even more puzzled was why there was such a map in the Demon Realm. Although Sun Mingyun once said that it was a secret mansion, in Wang Mo's view, it didn't look like it at all, but seemed to hide something generally.

"Crack!" At this moment, the straw wooden door of the thatched cottage opened, and Zang Yuanming, the owner of the Zangjin Pavilion, walked out of it.

"Senior, I don't know what you need. Even though I ordered it, why bother to come all this way?" Seeing Wang Mo standing outside the door, Zang Yuanming's face froze, and he stepped forward a few steps forward with a little anxiety and said in a respectful voice. .

"I want to go inside a certain house, do you think fellow Taoists won't allow it?" Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, pointing at the hut.

"This...is all right, senior, please come in!" Zang Yuanming refused deliberately, but he took a careful look at Wang Mo's expression, and immediately greeted him with a smile in his heart.

"Then interrupt!" Wang Mo slightly cupped his hands and strode into it.

As soon as he entered the thatched hut, Wang Mo noticed a strange aura surging in it, and it was this strange aura that made his spiritual sense useless, making it impossible to detect the situation inside.

And the source of this breath is the only thing in the hut, a portrait hanging on the wall.

There is a picture of an old man with immortal demeanor. Although he is dressed in a brocade robe, he does not look vulgar at all. His hand is stretched forward, as if he is holding something.

"What a wonderful restriction!" Wang Mozai looked at the painting carefully for a cup of tea, and finally exclaimed with a look of surprise on his face.

"Ah!" Zang Yuanming, who had been silent by his side all the time, was startled, but fell silent for a moment.

"Hehe, come to think of it, this is the inheritance treasure of the Guige, right?" Wang Mo smiled slightly and said pointedly.

"Uh... To tell you the truth, senior, on this picture is the ancestor of the junior hidden golden pavilion. Although there are some wonderful uses, it is only a secret book hidden in this pavilion. As for whether there are other uses, the junior does not know. !" Zang Yuanming's expression froze, and then he explained with a bitter face.

"Oh, so that's the case, then can you give this to a certain family? Of course, you won't suffer any disadvantages. As for the secret code of inheritance in it, a certain family also wants to take a look!" Wang Mo nodded noncommittally, and then said indifferently.

"This... Since the senior likes it, just take it, and the junior will take out the secret book!" Zang Mingyuan swallowed, hesitated for a while, and said without the courage to refuse.

"Okay!" Wang Mo nodded slightly, and stepped aside.

Zang Mingyuan stepped forward, took out a golden jade tablet, quickly made a formula with both hands, and shot out a golden brilliance, which instantly disappeared into the picture scroll, and then reached the jade tablet towards the palm of the old man in the painting.

Strangely, after a flash of dazzling golden light, the jade tablet appeared in the palm of the old man, and in Zang Mingyuan's hand, there was an extra red jade slip.

"Senior, this is the Jade Slip I have inherited from the Golden Pavilion!" Zang Mingyuan handed the Jade Slip respectfully.

"Sure enough!" Wang Mo took the jade slip, put it on his forehead and checked it for about a quarter of an hour. After remembering the useful information inside, he handed it back to Zang Mingyuan.

"Senior, what else do you want?" Zang Mingyuan bowed and asked.

"Get out now!" Wang Mo said lightly.

"Yes!" Zang Mingyuan naturally didn't dare to object, and bowed and retreated.

After he got out, Wang Mo pinched the ancient painting with one hand, and suddenly there were layers of ripples appearing on the peaceful ancient painting, as if something was about to come out of it.

"Buzz!"

Then a majestic and unparalleled aura gushed out, and the vitality in the agitated thatched hut rioted instantly, but the thatched hut was not damaged at all.

"puff!"

Being hit head-on by this breath, Wang Mo's cheeks blushed suddenly, and he opened his mouth to spit out a bloody arrow. His eyes were full of horror, and he didn't care about the change of other moves, his whole body burst into blue-gold brilliance.

"laugh!"

Then there was a soft sound, and Wang Mo stretched out his left hand quickly, and pulled out a red gold sheet from the old man in the painting, on which were densely packed gold pages with small characters.

But Wang Mo didn't rush to check it, he sat on the ground and meditated for a while to recover, and then he put it in front of him.

"A land abandoned by the heavens, suppressed by the remnants of the stele, once you get it out, the sky will collapse!" Looking at the first four lines of words on it, Wang Mo frowned and read out each word at a time, and then swept away his consciousness For the full text, his complexion changed drastically immediately, and then his eyes returned to the top, and he looked over each sentence one by one, and finally his face was a little ugly: "The world has changed, the wrath of God, is there really something wrong with heaven?"

When he was brought into this continent by the purple ball of light, he didn't know how long time passed, let alone what happened during that time. He only remembered that planets were captured by a big hand and formed into pieces On the mainland of China, countless people exuding a strong aura were all taken to a place at an unknown height in the sky.

With Wang Mo's current cultivation base, and now recalling the scene he saw at that time, those people with strong aura would be dazed and dizzy just by looking at them. I am afraid that just a trace of aura could crush him to death.

But even such a strong person has no resistance to absorb that mysterious place that is unknown.

And what is recorded in this golden page is an article written by an extremely powerful person in the later generations after a lifetime, telling what he saw and heard during his life's travels.

What shocked Wang Mo's heart was that the starry sky he had always thought of was actually just a continent in the records of this strong man. This was completely beyond Wang Mo's cognition, and it was also contrary to what he had learned.

"How could this be? Could it be that what I see is all fake?" Wang Mo said to himself gloomyly, and then turned the golden page. On the back was a map with the first three large characters on it. 'Tianyuan Palace'.