Retrograde fairy way

"Have you heard that Zhang Zongshi and his party who came out of purgatory yesterday were all killed in the evening. That scene... tsk tsk!"

A young monk in a dark brown robe, lowered his voice, and told the people around him with joy, his eyebrows raised from time to time, as if he saw it with his own eyes, but when it came to the important point, he deliberately betrayed it.

"Well, you Han Feng, don't you just want wine? Say it quickly!"

A middle-aged man glared at him angrily and said.

"Haha, brother Li still understands younger brother!"

When the purpose was uncovered, the young monk showed no embarrassment at all. He suppressed his playful smile, looked around carefully, and then said in a low voice: "It is said that the place where Grandmaster Zhang and his party fell was found to have a very strong blood soul. Dao breath, it is likely that the demon cultivator infiltrated this place!"

Although he pretended to lower his voice, which one of the monks in the hall is not a person with cultivation?How can you not hear such whispers?

Naturally, he will not expose his deliberately exaggerated posture.

"impossible?"

An old man frowned, showing disbelief and said: "Over the years, Ancestor Tianying has led a group of saints and seniors of our human race, chasing and killing Moxiu all over the place with nowhere to hide. How dare you come here to act wild?"

"What's impossible?"

The young man showed disdain and sneered: "Maybe it was the devil who was killed by the seniors and ran around. He ran here because he had nowhere to escape. So, in my opinion, it's better not to go in for a while!"

"Hey, so what if we go in?"

The rough face of the middle-aged monk was full of frustration and said: "Those safe places have long been swept away by the seniors. I waited in the unsafe places to die. Even if I came out alive, I was still treated as a living." map?"

As soon as his words came out, the young monk who seemed to be out of character, his expression was completely restrained, and he couldn't help but fell silent.

Most of the people around them also looked slightly dim, as if they were being talked about by the middle-aged monk.

Wang Mo, who was in the corner, naturally took all these into his ears and drank silently by himself.

These people are just foundation-building cultivators, and they came here only for the illusory chance in Langya Purgatory, so that they can make further progress.

For example, the young monk himself is a fake alchemy monk. In terms of his cultivation and heart, he would never be so escaped, but at this moment, he is just wantonly releasing the pressure that life brings to him.

Since Jiazi, the secret realm of Langya has seen the light of day again, causing great changes in the world here, and the surrounding area is covered by space storms.

But with the passage of time, the space storm weakened more and more, and was explored by the monks who entered it one after another and survived, and then the information was collected by interested people, and many "safe" passages to enter it were obtained.

But it's just entering the periphery, not even the periphery.

With Wang Mo's current eyesight, although he doesn't know what kind of changes have taken place between the Langya Secret Realm and the Tianfeng Continent, but from the information Bai Yingli got, it's the rules after she escaped into the void, and was then ruled by the current Tianfeng Continent. Assimilated by the Wind Continent.

So much so that now, the inside is extremely dangerous, far from the original 'graveyard of the venerable', but has become a real place of purgatory.

For monks who entered purgatory, if they made a slight mistake, they would end up in eternal doom.

But in the face of the treasure that is so close, how many people can bear the greed in their hearts?After all, the fluke mentality is born naturally from the bottom of my heart. I know that one step forward will lead to an abyss, and I want to gamble on the one-in-a-kind luck.

Not to mention the Foundation Establishment cultivator, even if it is an alchemy, or even a Nascent Soul cultivator enters it, if there is a slight difference, he will die and disappear.

If it wasn't for the battle against demons at this time, and the Great Cultivator of Transforming Gods was sitting in an important place to prevent the invasion of demon cultivators, I am afraid that there would have been great monks here to investigate.

However, no one has really reported the danger inside, or, some people have arrived, but no one has ever come out.

"Hey!"

Withdrawing his thoughts, Wang Mo suddenly sighed silently.

This is the case with the journey of monks. Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, people who are desperate will choose to fight.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Wang Mo frowned slightly, and then dispersed without a trace.

Just now, there was an extremely subtle fluctuation that instantly filled the entire inn.

That is the fluctuation of the formation!

"What a way to hide!"

Secretly exuding his consciousness, he carefully looked at the formations here one by one, and Wang Mo couldn't help secretly praising them.

Although there is no protective formation on the outskirts and above the town here, there is a formation composed of dozens of formations in this inn.

This formation links the hall and the private rooms upstairs. The seemingly extremely secret boxes are actually covered by this formation, allowing the person who secretly controls them to have all the inside in their eyes.

"If this person collects enough information, it will save me a lot of hands and feet!"

The corner of Wang Mo's mouth was slightly raised, and he scanned the inside of the inn with his consciousness, and then locked on an old man who was looking at a blue light mirror.

With a flick of his figure, he disappeared over the seat, and the speed was so fast that no one in the hall noticed it.

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"Hey, what kind of magic cultivator sneaked in here, it's just Lao Liang's gang killing people and seizing treasures. In the middle of alchemy, they dare to expect to have real treasures, so why not seek death?"

At the top of the inn, in an extremely luxurious room, a gorgeously dressed old man looked at the blue light mirror in front of him with disdain.

"Those old guys are too cautious and never stay in the town. These juniors really don't have any useful information!"

After watching for a while, the old man showed a look of disdain and unhappiness, then he flicked his sleeves, showing a lewd smile, got up and walked towards the gorgeous big bed.

On the jade bed covered by translucent white gauze, there are two snow-white jade bodies lying on it, and the graceful parts of the whole body are half hidden, which makes people look at them, and they can't help but feel hot.

Looking at the two charming girls on the bed with a faint pink blush, the lustful light in the old man's eyes suddenly shot out, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was about to pounce on them.

"who?"

Suddenly, without waiting for him to sit on the bed and enjoy the tempting ketone body, he suddenly turned around and yelled loudly. Inn.

There was a crackling sound of pinging, bang, bang, and then bursts of banging and exclamation. Obviously, it was the breath of the old man, which shocked the monks in the inn.

Especially the two young women on the jade bed behind him, even under this coercion, woke up with a groan, and then suddenly vomited blood in their pale faces, and passed out with a scream.

Crunch!

As if responding to the old man's words, the door of his room, which was covered with restrictions, opened automatically.

When he saw the cyan figure appearing in front of the door, his pupils shrank suddenly, his face showed a dignified and shocked look, but he still asked calmly: "Friend Daoist, why did you come here uninvited?"

While speaking, the hands huddled in the sleeves began to fluctuate in a very subtle way, obviously offering treasures to prevent accidents.

Although the other party didn't exude a strong aura, since he was able to sneak in here without a sound, and opened the restriction set by himself, his cultivation base was undoubtedly higher than his own.

Facing such people with unknown origins and intentions, he couldn't help being nervous.

But the invisible pressure brought to him by the opponent standing there was so great that he couldn't even think of preemptive strikes.

"Hehe, fellow daoist, don't be nervous, a certain family is here because they just want something!"

The man in Tsing Yi was undoubtedly Wang Mo, looking at the extremely nervous old man, he said calmly.

"Daoist, please speak!"

The old man's face was tense, and he said cautiously.

"Fellow daoist, as long as you burn a copy of the information collected here, a certain family promises to turn around and leave!"

The corner of Wang Mo's mouth curled up slightly.

"Is this true?"

The old man's face softened a little, but he still didn't relax his vigilance.

Although the other party didn't make a move, nor did he show a trace of aura, but it was this calmness that put too much pressure on him.

"Of course it's true. If fellow Taoists don't believe it, then a certain family has no choice but to take it themselves!"

Wang Mo said with a sly smile on his face.

"it is good!"

Hearing the words, the old man suddenly broke into a sweat on his forehead, and agreed without hesitation.

He knew very well what the other party meant. How much confidence did it take to be so relaxed and say he wanted to get it himself, or to face an early Nascent Soul cultivator?

He didn't want to try the feeling of searching for soul after being taken down by the opponent.

After speaking, he flipped his wrist, took out a blank jade slip, and stuck it to his forehead with one hand, and engraved everything he knew into it.

"Fellow Daoist, please take a look!"

Not long after, the old man took down the jade slip and saw that the other party had no intention of doing anything, so he threw the jade slip to Wang Mo with a little reassurance.

"Hehe, I also ask Fellow Daoist to hand over the information jade slip in the ring to me!"

After taking the jade slip, Wang Mo put it away without even looking at it, and said while looking at him.

"it is good!"

The old man nodded happily, but he was secretly glad that he didn't intend to play tricks just now, otherwise the other party would have taken him down on the spot if he found something wrong after inspecting it.

"What a disturbance, farewell!"

After receiving the jade slip thrown by the old man again, Wang Mo cupped his hands slightly, and then flashed outwards, disappearing from the old man's eyes in an instant.

"Phew! Who the hell is so scary? Even when facing a fellow Taoist of the same level in the later stage, he didn't feel this way!"

After Wang Mo disappeared, the old man sat down on the jade bed with a thud, and suddenly felt that his back was extremely cold. When he reached out to touch it, he realized that his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

As for whether Wang Mo left or not, he didn't dare to stick out his consciousness to follow him, for fear that the other party would return.

Thinking back to the time when he faced the late Nascent Soul Saint, although he was also intimidated by the opponent, he was not like today, and he couldn't even raise the idea of ​​fighting.

"Could it be the Great Saint?"

The old man took a few deep breaths, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said with some doubts: "If it's a great saint, why don't you have any impression?"

Even though the old man pondered for a long time, he did not get any useful information. In the end, he classified the "big sage" who suddenly appeared and frightened him into other states to explore here, and accidentally discovered that he was spying on the entire inn Only then did he come to ask for information.