Retrograde fairy way

"Junior Wang Mo, pay respects to senior!"

In a cave with strong aura in Tianfengxuan Palace, Wang Mo bowed his hands to the young woman in front of him respectfully and saluted.

"Hehe, you don't have to be like this, little friend. Speaking of which, the old man still owes your love to the present good fortune. Don't be so polite!"

This woman is not her own, but Feng Yanhua who broke through to the realm of transforming gods decades ago, one of the great elders of Tianfeng Xuan Palace.

While he was speaking, her beautiful eyes fell on Feng Yingying who was beside Wang Mo, and she walked back and forth between the two meaningfully.

"The junior wants to meet the Palace Master, but I wonder if the senior can pass it on for me?"

Hearing what he said, Wang Mo didn't feel complacent, and still said respectfully.

"The girl Yingying must have told you all. To tell you the truth, the Palace Master has never left the closed door since decades ago. If she disturbs her rashly, there may be something wrong!"

Feng Yanhua frowned slightly, and said with a slightly worried expression.

"To be honest, this junior came from Tianhuo State this time, and happened to encounter a magic cultivator who sneaked into the Artifact Refining School. As a result, this junior..."

Seeing his expression, Wang Mo's heart thumped, and he naturally thought that Feng Wuxia had been seriously injured, but he still insisted.

Now tell what you have experienced in detail.

"hiss!"

After Wang Mo finished speaking, even though Feng Yanhua had advanced to become a god, and her mind was extremely firm, she couldn't help taking a breath, her bulging chest calmed down a little bit, and then suppressed the surprise in her heart, but still felt a little uneasy Zhidao: "Little friend, do you really mean what you say?"

Feng Yingying, who was beside Wang Mo, covered her red lips lightly with a jade hand, and looked at Wang Mo with horror in her beautiful eyes.

From her point of view, she couldn't believe it no matter what, but the three-year-old man in front of her, who was only as good as her, actually won a Huashenmo cultivator before.

And that person is still a cultivator from the upper realm, so how can this not make the two of them inexplicably horrified?

"How dare this junior lie to senior about such a big matter? If it weren't for this, this junior wouldn't insist on seeing the palace lord!"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Wang Mo's mouth, and he shook his head slightly.

"This... well, this matter is of great importance. Although the palace lord has said that he killed several demon cultivators, he has never really obtained their demon babies. When she retreated, she told me that if there is something important , you can do things cheaply, and this old man will send a message to the palace lord!"

Feng Yanhua took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his silver teeth, took a deep look at Wang Mo and said.

"There is an old man!"

There was a flash of light in Wang Mo's eyes, and he spoke earnestly.

"This is what the old man should do. Yingying, go down first. Don't reveal anything about what we talked about today, you understand?"

Feng Yanhua waved his hand slightly, then looked at Feng Yingying and said.

She knew very well why Wang Mo insisted on seeing Feng Wuxia so much. Even though she is now a cultivator of transforming spirits, she has only advanced for decades, and her realm alone has never been truly stable, let alone with those who have advanced hundreds or even above. Thousands of years, or even thousands of years of Huashen overhaul.

Feng Wuxia is a great cultivator in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and has advanced into the gods for more than 2000 years. His knowledge and learning can be called the best in the entire continent.

Wang Mo came to her precisely to study how to deal with the god-turning demon Xiusha Mosuo's primordial spirit.

If it is easy to search for the soul, it may directly cause the oath contract in its primordial spirit to burst, and then nothing will be gained.

"Ah... yes, Master, this disciple understands!"

Feng Yingying seemed to have not recovered, she heard his words and said in surprise.

Then Yingying bowed, and walked out of the cave a little nervously.

hum!

Seeing Feng Yingying leave, Feng Yanhua flipped his jade hand, and a scarlet sky phoenix jade talisman that seemed to be flying in the sky appeared in his hand.

Then I saw his vermilion lips open slightly, but his voice did not come out, but a faint fluctuation in the air came out, as if the transmission of spiritual consciousness.

All of a sudden, a tactic fell into it, and there was a humming sound, and the red phoenix jade talisman seemed to come alive in the radiance, and there seemed to be a crisp sound indistinctly.

Then the wings trembled undetectably, and they jumped up suddenly. When it touched the upper restraint, the brilliance flickered and disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, if the palace lord hears back within half a day, I will take you to the palace lord's closed-door retreat. If not, this matter can only be delayed for a while, and we can discuss it after the palace lord leaves the seclusion in the future! "

After finishing all this, Feng Yanhua turned to look at Wang Mo, his expression still worried.

"Junior understands!"

Wang Mo slightly nodded, not showing the slightest eagerness, but the seriousness on his face was undoubtedly revealed.

Their performances all fell into Feng Yanhua's eyes, and she couldn't help but secretly nod her head, and the gaze she looked at Wang Mo became softer and softer.

However, Wang Mo at this time was full of thoughts, so he didn't notice his strange eyes, otherwise he would definitely find that his eyes were just like the eyes of those aunts and aunts looking at their son-in-law when he was in the village in his previous life.

Time passed by little by little, but Wang Mo's heart became a little anxious. Even though Feng Yanhua degraded many cultivation problems of Nascent Soul cultivators, it made him feel at ease.

Feng Yanhua also seemed to see that his mind was absent-minded, and after a moment of pondering, he took out a few jade slips and handed them to him, asking him to check them out more while practicing in the future.

Wang Mo is naturally very grateful for this. You must know that this is the cultivation experience of a cultivator who has transformed himself from the place of cultivation to the present. Even if he is a direct disciple, he may not necessarily be able to obtain it.

However, what Wang Mo didn't know was that it wasn't just because of the deal he made with Feng Wuxia back then that directly benefited Feng Yanhua and was able to break through to become a cultivator of God Transformation, nor was it because Feng Yingying seemed to have some relationship with Wang Mo, but because When Feng Yingying came to look for Feng Yanhua, she brought her the token of the Great Elder of the Heavenly Phoenix Profound Palace.

With Feng Yanhua's mentality, it is natural to understand at a glance the intention of Feng Wuxia's decision back then.

In his view, Wang Mo is already the Great Elder with a foreign surname in Tianfengxuan Palace, and his relationship with Feng Qingyue is naturally his own family.

hum!

While the two were waiting with each other's thoughts, two full hours had passed when there was a sudden humming in the air above the cave, and a crisp phoenix cry was heard.

Seeing a flash of red brilliance, a red jade talisman appeared in Feng Yanhua's hand, which seemed to be exactly what he had issued earlier.

"Little friend comes with the old man, the palace master asked me to take you there!"

Feng Yanhua closed his eyes and checked, then suddenly got up and nodded to Wang Mo.

"Okay! Senior Lao will lead the way!"

Wang Mo's face was filled with joy, his eyes flashed with brilliance, he took a slight breath and got up and said.

……

Whoosh!

A streak of crimson and a streak of blue-gold light landed in the forbidden area deep in Tianfeng Xuan Palace one after the other, and the two figures inside were revealed by the light, which were Feng Yanhua and Wang Mo.

"Little friend, you can go in by yourself. There are still many things to do in the palace, so I will go back first!"

Looking at the quiet valley, Feng Yanhua suddenly turned his head to take a deep look at Wang Mo and said, after speaking, he rode the light and galloped away, just as he had come before, and then disappeared.

Wang Mo was slightly taken aback, looking at the passing light with some puzzlement, his frowning figure flickered, and then he entered the valley.

This place is different from the rest of what Wang Mo saw in Tianfeng Xuan Palace. It actually looks like there is no restraint and protection. As he walks along the way, even though the places around him are all rare beautiful scenery.

Not long after, Wang Mo walked through several stone forests and came to a quiet small lake.

What surprised him was that although there was no restriction here, there seemed to be a strange force blocking his consciousness, which forced him to search around.

The bloody clothes on his shoulders, his originally expressionless face couldn't help but wrinkle in one place, and his whole body seemed to be tense.

"Who is this person?"

Suddenly, Wang Mo's eyes fell on a huge pebble beside the lake, and he was full of doubts.

Not far away, there was a crooked white-haired figure sitting on top of the boulder. From a distance, there was a kind of lonely and dead air.

But judging by her clothes, she should be an old woman without a doubt.

"Kid Wang Mo, I have met senior, dare to ask..."

Wang Mo approached cautiously, and said cautiously.

Even though he didn't know who this person was, but to be able to appear in such a forbidden place deep in Tianfeng Xuan Palace, he would naturally not be a simple person.

It's just that the power of spiritual consciousness is restricted here, but it can't let him check the cultivation level of the old woman in front of him.

"Didn't I tell you that you can't be called senior?"

Before Wang Mo could finish speaking, an old voice came out, suddenly interrupting Wang Mo's words.

"Ah! Hiss..."

With a crisp bang, Wang Mo only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a sharp pain came from his forehead, and he couldn't help gasping, but the next moment, he couldn't make a sound at all, and just looked at the old woman in front of him in horror.

White hair and chicken skin, like the face of an octogenarian, except for a pair of penetrating eyes, the rest can be regarded as a person who is about to enter the coffin.

Although his words were old and hoarse, as unpleasant as sand rubbing against each other, Wang Mo still sensed a trace of familiarity from his tone and the fleeting narrowness in his eyes.

Even though the sense of narrowness was fleeting and then covered up by a vicissitudes of life, Wang Mo couldn't help but be sure that the person in front of him was the one he was looking for on this trip, the master of Tianfeng Xuan Palace—Feng Feng. flawless.

It's just that what made him feel a little bit stuck was that the girl who was so gorgeous, like a summer flower, and like an elf like a cardamom flower, turned into such a look.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the look in Feng Yanhua's eyes in front of Taniguchi, that was clearly sadness.

"What? Do you think that with my appearance, you can call me Senior Bengong with peace of mind?"

Feng Wuxia raised her snow-white eyebrows, and looked at Wang Modao with fierce eyes.

"Pre... Senior..."

Wang Mo subconsciously said in a daze, looking at Feng Wuxia's eyes, apart from shock, he was still shocked, as if he hadn't noticed the fleeting aura on Feng Wuxia's body.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, Feng Wuxia sighed, dropped the palm that looked like a dead branch, and then sat back on the cobblestone with a lonely expression: "I have already understood why you came, take out that demon cultivator soul!"

"Ok!"

Wang Mo felt as if he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle, and responded accordingly.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he took out a jade box and took off the talisman on it.

The jade box was opened silently, revealing a palm-sized jet black jade bottle inside, and then the bottle cork was pulled out.

With a soft puff sound, a gray-red air flow gushed out of it, and several chilly air currents rolled up with a few chirping sounds.

Immediately, as if an invisible palm stirred, a swaying figure formed in an instant, which was Sha Mosuo Yuanshen.