Retrograde fairy way

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Li Rutian took a deep breath. Even though his heart was extremely depressed, he had practiced for thousands of years and had already developed the ability to hide his emotions and anger. He took a deep look at Wang Mo and said lightly: "Friend Wang, I don't know that you monsters are refining materials." Where did it come from? You know, we are joining forces with the Yaozu to fight against the demon cultivators, if it gets out, it may cause many disputes!"

Hearing the words, everyone couldn't help but stagnate, and after a little recollection of Li Rutian's words, they couldn't help showing a playful smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

As he said, this matter can be big or small, if Wang Mo got it by accident, it would be fine, but if he got it from hunting monster monks, the meaning would be bigger.

Of course, if Wang Moken was willing to part with some things outside his body, then this matter could not be easily covered up.

But there are so many infant saints here, it depends on how Wang Mo handles them.

At this time, many monks also saw what Li Rutian said was aimed at Wang Mo. After all, they are not stupid. Together with the words they meant before, it seems that they deliberately provoke everyone's dissatisfaction with Wang Mo. .

"Hehe, Sect Master Li is the master of the Artifact Refining Sect and the pillar of the Tianfeng Continent's cultivation world. He really thinks carefully. Wang deeply respects Sect Master Li for being so concerned about the relationship between the two clans. However, these monsters forged materials. When I was in Tianfengxuan Palace, there would naturally be no disputes if I used the fifth-order spirit grass Xuanling to refine the god grass and exchanged it with the master of Feng Palace!"

Wang Mo smiled indifferently, and took a deep look at Li Rutian, and between his words, he had already cleared up all the ties.

It wasn't that he was timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and didn't dare to agree to this matter, but that these monster beast refining materials were indeed obtained from the exchange at that time, except for the demon infants and a few refining materials left by him, and Feng Wuxia took one of them. A piece of leather from a fourth-order monster in the late stage was used to refine a high-grade armor for it.

The teasing look in Feng Wuxia's eyes at that time is still fresh in Wang Mo's memory.

He knew the meaning very well. Feng Wuxia was in a state of alchemy at that time, and couldn't sacrifice that kind of treasure at all. He wanted to see him, but he was anxious to see the treasure in front of him, but he couldn't use it.

However, what she didn't expect was that in just a few years, Wang Mo had already mastered that armor suit.

"Haha, the old man forgot. Fellow Daoists came back from their travels in Tianfeng Prefecture, but they brought a lot of special treasures. Fellow Daoists, hurry up and trade with Fellow Daoist Wang, or you will return empty-handed!"

Li Rutian laughed, covering up the gloom on his face, as if he had no other intentions.

"Fellow daoists, you can take a look at it as much as you want, as long as you take out equivalent refining materials and spirit stones, you can take what you need!"

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth were slightly raised, and he glanced at him indifferently, then turned to look at a group of Nascent Soul monks.

At this moment, most of these all-powerful Nascent Soul saints put away their little thoughts, and looked at the treasures on it intently.

Even if they had the guts to covet their treasures, they would not dare to snatch them in such a blatant situation.

Of course, there are also many people who did not give up and waited for future plots, but whether they can survive this war is another matter.

For a while, this impromptu trading conference continued in full swing again.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is undoubtedly Wang Mo.

For a full two hours, Wang Mo bargained and negotiated with a group of Nascent Soul Saints in front of the stage, and every time he brought out some panacea or other treasures, it amazed the people present.

For his behavior of not covering up his treasures, many Nascent Soul Saints of the older generation frowned, and couldn't help but underestimate him.

At least half of the Nascent Soul cultivators felt disdain for this 'upstart' who had practiced for only 200 years and had extraordinary opportunities, except for envy and jealousy.

A person who doesn't know how to restrain himself will definitely not live long in the cruel and complicated cultivation world, not to mention that this time is when the entire Tianfeng Continent is in turmoil.

But Wang Mo didn't seem to realize it, he was still bargaining with the last few Nascent Soul monks with great interest, and when he got the refining materials in his hands, he collected the remaining treasures with unsatisfied enthusiasm. step down.

"Thank you Sect Master Li!"

When he passed in front of Li Rutian, Wang Mo suddenly stopped, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and there was a playful smile on his face, he bowed his hands in a salute that seemed to be sincere, but also seemed to be teasing.

"Hehe, to provide convenience for fellow Taoists, this is what I should do!"

The corner of Li Rutian's mouth twitched, trying to maintain a calm smile and replied.

Seeing Wang Mo nod slightly to himself, walked to an empty seat in the distance, and sat down calmly, Li Rutian gritted his teeth fiercely, and took a deep breath to calm down.

However, a chill suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart. At the moment of Wang Mo's glance, he actually had the feeling of being seen through by the other party.

This is the only feeling he has had when he has faced the great cultivation of the gods several times since he practiced for nearly a thousand years.

This feeling doesn't mean that Wang Mo's cultivation base or strength is superior to it, but that the new suzerain, who is only one step away from entering the realm of transforming gods, realizes that the other party has the potential to be promoted to transforming gods.

However, what Li Rutian didn't know was that Wang Mo's glance showed that he had practiced for two lifetimes so far, but this time's frivolous act was deliberate.

Because he discovered that the inner demon of his own practice, that is, the hard life of wandering, has already penetrated into his mind and became a shackle in his practice.

It is rare to be so frivolous in life, who says that young people are always hesitant, even if he is talking and laughing, he is not like a dream at night.

At this moment, complicated transactions were still going on, but Wang Mo, who was in the corner, slowly closed his eyes, immersed in a mental transformation.

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"Fairy Feng, do you know where fellow Taoist Feng Qingyue is, and why the sound transmission didn't turn around?"

In Tianfengxuan Palace, where the alchemy disciples practiced, Wang Mo bowed his hands to a stunning woman in red and asked.

Since the end of the last trade fair, Wang Mo and his party, as well as the monks who went to Tianfeng Prefecture, have been teleported to Fengyang City.

It's just that some monks came to Tianfeng Prefecture to search for some special materials. They didn't come as he expected, and all of them came to participate in the battle against demons.

Of course, there are quite a few people who really participated in this battle wholeheartedly, and all of them went to the border sects near the Demon Realm through the teleportation array.

However, Wang Mo relied on the token that Feng Wuxia gave him back then, and went straight to Tianfengxuan Palace. The original voice was transmitted to Feng Qingyue, and he wanted to meet Feng Wuxia to inquire about his recent situation, but he didn't want to act like he didn't hear back at all.

As a last resort, Wang Mo had no choice but to find the woman in front of him, Feng Yingying, the daughter of the Feng family who had met him several times back then.

"Brother Wang, you don't know. Master Qingyue hasn't appeared for decades. According to my teacher, he was taken away by Feng Wuyou after the palace master was seriously injured and retreated!"

Feng Yingying looked around cautiously, and then said cautiously.

From his expression, he is so cautious in his own cave, it can be seen how amazing the information in his words is.

"Palace Master Feng was seriously injured and retreated? Feng Qingyue was taken away by Feng Wuyou?"

Wang Mo frowned, looked at Feng Yingying with shock in his eyes and said.

"Well, decades ago, the palace lord suddenly announced a retreat, and all matters were handed over to the master. If it weren't for my relationship with the master, I knew a little bit, and the outside world didn't know the specific situation until now, but it was more or less a guess. A little out!"

Feng Yingying's eyes were full of anxiety, as if the war against demons had brought her great pressure over the years.

"Then, besides Senior Feng Yanhua, who else is in charge of the cultivator?"

Wang Mo took a deep breath and asked cautiously.

Through some conversations, he already knew that with the help of Tianfeng Xuangong's many years of experience and the help of Xuanling's refining god grass, at this critical juncture, Feng Yanhua and Feng Yuhua, two Nascent Soul Dzogchen peak monks , and finally broke through to the realm of transforming gods in one fell swoop.

If it was normal, it would definitely be publicized to celebrate, but at this time when the demon cultivators invaded, the cultivators of Huashen must fight on the front line, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is not known.

As for Feng Qingyue, or Feng Manqing who was reborn from Nirvana back then, was taken away by Feng Wuyou, but Wang Mo had a bad premonition in his heart.

But judging from his cultivation level at this time, even if he wanted to control it, it would be of no avail, and he might even offend the top monk in the mainland and cause death.

For a while, many Nascent Soul cultivators had been counted on before, and the group of the Artifact Sect was forced to not dare to dissent from him. Wang Mo, who had just undergone a mental transformation, felt heavy again.

In particular, Feng Wuxia's inexplicable serious injury weighed on his heart like a boulder, which made him feel a little blocked in the bottom of his heart.

"There is only one family teacher, and the rest of the ancestors of the gods are sitting on the second line of defense. However, since the palace lord has retreated, without her, the second line of defense is already in jeopardy!"

Feng Yingying didn't hide anything, she told her everything she knew.

"I would like to meet Senior Feng. I wonder if I could pass it on to Fairy?"

"This...to tell you the truth, brother Wang, although it is not difficult to meet your tutor as you, but during this period, the tutor has a lot of things to deal with, so it is difficult at this time!"

Feng Yingying showed hesitation, and said in a bit of embarrassment.

"You hand this thing over to the commander. If she doesn't see it, it's fine. I'll go to the border myself!"

For his words, Wang Mo understood the meaning, pondered for a while, turned his wrist and took out a red gold token, said in a deep voice.

"Hiss... Great Elder Token!"

Seeing this, Feng Yingying gasped, and said with shock in her beautiful eyes.

"The token of the Great Elder?"

Hearing this, Wang Mo's expression was stunned, and he couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart. The palace master Feng Wuxia, who had feelings for him, already intended to include him in Tianfeng Xuan Palace as an elder with a foreign surname, otherwise why would he be given so much convenience?

However, now is not the time to pursue these matters, the key is to meet Feng Wuxia and discuss some matters with him.

But at this time, Feng Wuxia was seriously injured and retreated, so he had to take the next best thing, and meet Feng Yanhua, the current master of Tianfeng Xuan Palace, to see if he had a chance to meet Feng Wuxia.

If not, then you can only discuss with others.

"That's right, this is the token of the Great Elder of my Heavenly Phoenix Profound Palace. I have seen my family teacher use this token before, and there are only five tokens in the entire Heavenly Phoenix Profound Palace. It seems that this thing should be handed over to Brother Wang by the palace master. Is it?"

Feng Yingying's swollen chest heaved violently a few times, setting off a beautiful scene, calmed down, and fixedly looked at Wang Modao.

"Yes, I hope the fairy will go and come back quickly, this matter is very important!"

Wang Mo put the token in Feng Yingying's hand, pressed it briefly, and said solemnly.