Retrograde fairy way

Time flies, and more than ten days pass by in a flash.

Tianlang City, which was originally noisy, did not affect its development due to the fact that the demon cultivator sneaked into it last time.

As the nearest and largest city to the location of Langya Purgatory, this place can be described as a transfer station for gathering resources in the cultivation world.

Furthermore, due to the start of the Anti-Demon War, the three top sects opened together, and the teleportation array that was closed for fear of turmoil made monks from all over the continent come and go more frequently, making communication easier.

In this way, the cultivating spirit of all monks on the Tianfeng Continent was greatly promoted, especially the spells and various special refining materials between regions, which made the Tianfeng Continent a bleak scene due to the arrival of the demons. , washed away a little.

Slowly walking through the noisy streets, Wang Mo restrained his aura, like a low-level monk, his eyes glanced at various treasures on the surrounding streets from time to time.

"Langya Pavilion!"

Suddenly, Wang Mo paused and stood in front of an extremely tall, luxurious and magnificent pavilion.

His eyes glanced at the shining golden plaque under the sun, and he raised his foot to go inside in a flash of his eyes.

There were people coming and going all around, but this place was deserted, and there were only four middle-aged monks standing on both sides with solemn expressions, like guards.

Seeing that Wang Mo was about to enter this building, one of them immediately moved, his face darkened, as if he was about to step forward and stop.

"Hahaha, Daoyou Wang is really a believer!"

At this moment, an extremely hearty laughter came, which made the person's face turn pale, and he bowed back immediately.

Just as the words were finished, a group of monks came out hand in hand, the leader was a burly old man, looking at Wang Mo with a smile.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Lu!"

Wang Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and he bowed his hands in a salute, slightly surprised.

This old man is none other than Lu Juefeng, the master of Juefeng Ridge, who met Wang Mo once in the Wuling Mountain mine.

"Hehe, I have nothing to do recently. I originally planned to try my luck in the outskirts of Langya Purgatory, but I didn't want to hear that Daoist Wang displayed his supernatural power in Tianlang City, showing the power of my human monk. It's really satisfying! The old man will naturally come Visiting an old friend, but I heard that you are recuperating, so I didn't bother you!"

Lu Juefeng smiled slightly, as if he was very familiar with Wang Mo, turned around, and naturally stretched out his hand to lead the way.

"Thank you fellow Taoists!"

Wang Mo nodded slightly, bowed his hands to Jin Zhi and the others who came to meet him, and walked inside with Lu Juefeng without much ceremony.

Along the way, the two were chatting and laughing, like friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, but if you listen carefully, it is not difficult to find that there is a sense of alienation in the words.

Not long after, Lu Juefeng led the way, and everyone went straight to the top of the pavilion, in a spacious hall.

At this time, there were nearly dozens of people, either standing or sitting, talking or closing their eyes for self-cultivation, or joking, or keeping silent, all men, women and children.

But the aura of these people is extremely restrained, and the aura they inadvertently exude is shocking, and they are all the saints of the Nascent Soul.

As soon as Wang Mo, Lu Juefeng and his party entered, everyone stopped their movements and looked here involuntarily.

"This way!"

Lu Juefeng nodded to everyone, and then led Wang Mo to a place.

I saw three monks coming towards me, looking at this place with a gentle smile on their faces. One of them was a man and a woman. They looked quite young, but the wisdom and vicissitudes in their eyes were unconsciously revealed.

The last person is a middle-aged monk with a very ordinary appearance. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary person, but he can be led by Lu Juefeng to walk towards the three in the place where all the saints gather. It can be seen that the three The identity of the person is unusual.

"I'm next to Lu Qingming, I met Wang Daoyou!"

Before Lu Juefeng could introduce him, the young man looked at Wang Mo with burning eyes and introduced himself first.

"My slave Liu Yanyun, I have met fellow Daoist Wang!"

The woman waved her veil, and saluted generously and decently.

"Old man Jiang Fengqun, I've seen fellow Daoist Wang!"

The middle-aged monk bowed his hands without changing his expression.

"My lord, Wang Mo, met three fellow Taoists!"

The moment he saw the three of them, Wang Mo felt his heart skip a beat. The three of them gave him the impression that they were all in the realm of Yuanying Dzogchen.

Moreover, it is a very strong existence among the great saints, otherwise it would be difficult to attract the attention of his own spiritual consciousness, even if it is compared to the great saint who escaped from his hands that day, it is probably not much different.

A group of casual cultivators actually gathered dozens of saints here, and there were four great saints. With such strength, even if they overthrow a powerful sect among the first-class sects, it is no problem.

You must know that when the Qing Yuzong was in Tianhuo Prefecture, this sect was a first-class sect, and there was only one Dzogchen monk.

"I heard about you Daoist, and seeing you today, you are indeed one of the heroes of the world!"

Lu Qingming's eyes flashed, and he praised without hesitation.

"Fellow Daoist praises you, Wang is ashamed!"

Wang Mo shook his head slightly. Although he was not very happy with such unnutritious words, he would naturally have to deal with it if he stretched out his hand and didn't hit the smiling face. It all depended on his superficial skills.

"Hehe, everyone, stop standing here, how about taking your seat, Brother Lu?"

Lu Juefeng smiled and said to Lu Qingming.

"I was the one to be rude, once you Wang Daoyou came, forget it!"

Lu Qingming's expression flashed helplessly, he casually stretched out his hand and pointed at the tables and chairs in the first few rows that were already filled with various spiritual fruits, and said, "Friend Wang, please!"

"Please!"

Naturally, Wang Mo would not be too polite, he extended his hand and sat down with everyone.

All the people present were Nascent Soul Saints, and they greeted Wang Mo one by one. During the period, the free and beautiful female cultivators brought all kinds of delicacies and fruits to everyone, as well as spiritual wines and fruits. It was really dazzling and dazzling.

During the banquet, Wang Mo ate casually, chatting with everyone from time to time, speaking unnutritious words, and secretly looking at everyone.

Among these people, without exception, they didn't wear any sect logo around them, presumably all of them were casual cultivators, or some people didn't bring it out.

He didn't think that with so many saints gathered in casual cultivators, the sect forces would not send spies in. After all, everyone would have a few or two friends.

Even if they are not friends, they can be called friends or betray friends for a little benefit.

While he was sizing up everyone, the sages were also sizing him up secretly, guessing what he was able to do to kill the great sage with his middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivation base.

Even the chasing saints fled in embarrassment, but they were only injured. The secrets in this all attracted attention, and greed surged in their hearts.

But frightened by Wang Mo's prestige, naturally no one dared to do it in the open, but there must be some small tricks in the dark.

After drinking for three rounds, Lu Qingming, who was talking to Wang Mo without a word, suddenly took a drink, looked at Wang Mo with a smile, and said, "I heard that Wang Daoyou has been wandering around all the time, but he is a real ascetic. Submerged cultivation in the place of command?"

Hearing this, Wang Mo raised his eyebrows, and secretly thought in his heart, and said calmly: "Wang is a lonely person, and he is used to idleness. I really haven't paid attention to this hidden cultivation place, let alone I am used to idleness, I really don't have it." Feel free to organize a place of practice!"

Lu Qingming's smile was slightly restrained, and with his mind, he could naturally hear the meaning in Wang Mo's words. He exchanged a veiled look with Lu Juefeng without a trace, and pointed out: "Wang Daoyou's heart is really true. Let Lu admire it, but with Wang Daoyou's astonishing skills, don't you think about leaving it as an inheritance in the future?"

"That's right, fellow Daoist Wang, if you fly away in the future, if there is no inheritance, it will be a great pity in the cultivation world of Tianfeng Continent!"

Lu Juefeng was beside him, and said with regret on his face.

"Hehe, maybe I will when I settle down in the future!"

Wang Mo shook his head slightly, noncommittal.

"Oh!"

Lu Qingming nodded slightly, pretending to understand: "Friend Wang Dao, after the war against demons, have you ever thought about where to go?"

"If the War Against Demons can really end, maybe I will go to the Demon Sea to practice!"

Wang Mo took a sip of his wine and said casually.

This statement is not concealed. With his current cultivation and knowledge, he already has a deep understanding of Tianfeng Continent.

This world is very different from the starry sky he knew in his previous life. Not only does this continent exist, but it is also surrounded by vast seas.

It is rumored that on the other side of the sea, because of the convenience of this world, the power of space is extremely tyrannical, making the monsters in the sea like crazy monsters, and their sanity is extremely low.

In this way, it became known as Yuan Mo Hai.

More than 200 years ago, when Wang Mo fled from Langya Secret Territory and fell into the Demon Realm, it was the Northwest Yuan Demon Sea.

Now, Wang Mo also vaguely guessed that those casual cultivators who suddenly appeared were probably living in seclusion in the Yuanmo Sea around Tianfeng Continent to suppress these monsters.

Otherwise, if the demonic beasts in this vast sea of ​​primordial demons riot, the catastrophe it will trigger may not be as weak as this battle against demons.

As a result, Yuanmohai has also become a sacred place for the great Nascent Soul saints to explore and hunt for treasures. However, the journey is extremely long, and few monks below the formation level go there. Most of the low-level monks who explore there are from the region. Very close people.

"Original Demon Sea?"

Lu Qingming frowned slightly, but secretly thought that Wang Mo was troubled, he really couldn't think of anything that would interest him.

In terms of skills, if the opponent is able to kill the Great Sage at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, no matter whether he uses external objects or not, what he has learned must be the ultimate method.

Talking about magic weapons, but judging from his achievements and life experience, if he didn't have an earth-shattering opportunity, how would he have the current skill?

Tempting the other party with treasures, even this strong man who has been in the realm of the Great Saint for hundreds of years can't help but feel a little ashamed.

But looking at the situation at this time, there was a hint of refusal inside and outside the words. For such a person, the existence like a hob meat made him feel powerless at that time.

"With Daoyou Wang's current cultivation, it is really unwise to go to Yuan Mohai!"

Suddenly, the quiet Jiang Fengqun slightly raised his head and said.

"How to say?"

Wang Mo raised his eyebrows and said with a look of interest.

Although the other party said very little, he felt that this great sage paid him the most attention among the people present.

What's more, he felt a faint sense of danger from this person. Wang Mo thought he had seen quite a few monks in the Nascent Soul, but the one who felt this way belonged to this person.

In the previous exchanges, I already know that Lu Qingming and Liu Yanyun are two-time partners, proficient in the art of formation and attack, and the combination of the two into one is definitely stronger than the combination of two ordinary saints. few.

But Wang Mo secretly guessed that the person in charge this time might be Jiang Fengqun who doesn't talk too much.