Retrograde fairy way

"Yang Zhong met Lin Shengzhe!"

In a luxurious courtyard in Tianlang City, a young monk bowed respectfully to an old man who was admiring the flowers.

The same is true for a middle-aged monk beside him.

"Oh, it's Martial Nephew Yang, come, sit down!"

The old man had a warm smile on his face, and he casually seduced the middle-aged monk, but he never took a look at the middle-aged monk, and walked to a stone table to sit down.

"Thank you Lin Shengzhe!"

Yang Zhong exchanged a vague look with the middle-aged monk, and sat down opposite the old man as if nothing had happened.

However, the middle-aged monk did not sit down, but stood beside Yang Zhong.

As soon as the three were settled, a maid hurried forward to serve tea.

"Why are you free to come to this old man?"

Taking a sip of tea casually, the old man asked lightly.

"This......"

Yang Zhong looked at the maids hesitantly.

"Hehe, go down!"

The old man showed a clear expression, and ordered lightly.

"Yes!"

The two maids bowed profusely, then exited the courtyard and prohibited it from being opened.

"Thank you, Saint Lin, for your understanding!"

Seeing this, Yang Zhong heaved a sigh of relief, and then said solemnly: "Actually, my nephew is here to ask for something!"

"Oh?"

Seeing his expression, the old man was slightly stunned, then looked at the standing middle-aged monk, with a clear look on his face, nodded and said: "That's right, you have the great sage Lu as your master, so how can you ask for anything, it must be for Is this person coming?"

"The saint is wise!"

Yang Zhong hurriedly bowed his hands, and then hesitated a little and said: "I heard that Lin Shengzhe has a fourth-grade middle-grade elixir called Lingshuangcao. My brother is in urgent need of this medicine to practice exercises. I can't find it, so I have to beg for it. Come and trade with the saint!"

"Ming Ling Frost Grass?"

Hearing his words, the old man's complexion changed, and then he glanced at the middle-aged monk gloomyly, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, in his opinion, the other party was only in the middle stage of alchemy, what could he do? Treasure traded the incomparably precious fourth-order elixir with him?

But in the face of Yang Zhong, the disciple of the great sage, as a sage, the old man had no choice but to restrain his disdain, but frowned lightly and said: "Hehe, let me tell you my nephew, although I don't have this elixir How useful it is, but it is extremely precious after all!"

The meaning behind the words is self-evident.

"Haha, as long as Saint Lin is willing to trade, Yang Zhong will naturally not let Saint suffer!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhong was overjoyed immediately, turned to look at the middle-aged monk, and said in a hurry: "Brother Liu, why don't you take out the treasure you prepared and let Saint Lin take a look?"

"Oh! Yes!"

As if wishing to be tasted, overjoyed, the middle-aged monk nodded repeatedly, turned his wrist hastily, and when the brilliance flashed, a jade bottle like creamy white jade appeared in his hand, and he handed it to the old man respectfully. Stepping forward: "Senior, please take a look, are you satisfied!"

"Oh!"

Patience, the old man casually glanced at the jade bottle, then his complexion changed slightly, he unconsciously reached out to take the jade bottle in his hand, uncorked the bottle, and leaned forward to smell it lightly.

An unspeakable fragrance slowly floated out, and even a cloud of spiritual energy flashed from the mouth of the bottle. It can be seen that the treasures in this jade bottle are of extremely high rank.

I thought that the other party was just a junior of alchemy formation and couldn't bring out any decent treasures, so the old man would send him away at will, but he didn't want such treasures to appear.

With a slightly intoxicated expression, he took a few mouthfuls of the aroma, and slightly raised his head to look at the middle-aged monk, but he didn't know that there was a blur in his eyes.

Just when he was about to speak, he found that the middle-aged monk in front of him was in a trance for a while, and then there was a sharp pain in his stomach, and then his mind became dizzy, and he lost consciousness.

"teacher!"

Regardless of the old man Gu Huan slowly crouching on the stone table, Yang Zhong hurriedly got up and looked at the middle-aged monk standing behind him.

"I've troubled you this time, leave Tianlang City as soon as possible before the matter is exposed!"

Withdrawing his palm, the middle-aged monk looked at Yang Zhong with a serious expression, and ordered.

"But......"

Yang Zhong showed a gloomy look on his face, he heard his words, but he hesitated.

"There is nothing but, let's go to Tianfeng Prefecture, we may never see each other again in the future!"

The middle-aged monk waved his hand slightly, stopped talking, and said calmly.

"Yes!"

Yang Zhong bowed his head a little reluctantly, and then turned and left after speaking.

The middle-aged monk didn't say any more, there was a crackling sound all over his body, his figure actually rose a little, his cheeks squirmed, and he suddenly turned into Wang Mo's appearance.

Taking a deep look at Yang Zhong who was leaving, Wang Mo looked at the old man lying on the stone table with a serious expression, and then waved a jade talisman casually.

With a crackling sound, it turned into a faint green brilliance, covering the entire courtyard in a flash.

After finishing these, he took the old man in one hand and went to the house.

After entering the room, he flipped his wrist and took out several array disks, and activated them one by one, covering the entire room again.

And Wang Mo carried the old man into the formation, and waved his hand to make the unconscious old man sit cross-legged. He stretched out one hand, and the green-gold brilliance on it flashed, and it pressed on the top of his head with a crackling sound.

As soon as his palm touched the top of his head, the old man let out a muffled groan, as if he was in great pain, his body trembled slightly, and his face twisted.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Mo, who closed his eyes and searched for the soul, slowly opened his eyes, retracted his palms, and said with a somewhat ugly expression: "Even the monk Yuanying has never seen it. Is it my fault, or are you hiding it?" too deep?"

Knowing that his Xingzang has attracted the attention of many people, Wang Mo has been hiding among low-ranking monks these days to investigate.

It's just that the restrictions of the Tianlang City Formation have been changed a lot, so you can't take it easily, otherwise you will be caught and exposed Xingzang in an instant.

Fortunately, I met Yang Zhong by accident. After some inquiries, I learned that he joined the Loose Cultivation Alliance and joined Lu Juefeng's sect. I thought I could know a thing or two, but I didn't want to still get nothing.

As a last resort, Wang Mo set his sights on the cultivator that Yang Zhong knew belonged to the Eastern Yuan Demon Sea and the Illusory Sea Palace.

The middle-aged monk who was transformed before is one of them, but his cultivation level is low and he still doesn't know anything about it.

Now this old man is the Nascent Soul Saint who belongs to the Huanhai Palace that he finally determined after discussing with Wang Mo.

However, to Wang Mo's disappointment, there is still no information about what he wants to know in his soul. He only knows that the heroines of the wedding of the young master Jiang Fengqun of the Huanhai Palace are two peerless beauties.

Knowing from the old man's soul, Jiang Fengqun made all of this, and sent an unknown number of rogue practitioners to search for his whereabouts openly and secretly, but he has been hiding his whereabouts for many years, and no one has noticed the slightest.

This made Wang Mo feel certain that Jiang Fengqun did all this to lure him out.

"Okay, I'll wait until your big wedding starts to show up!"

Although he didn't know why Jiang Fengqun repeatedly targeted him, but in order to ensure the safety of the person he thought of, Wang Mo had no choice but to restrain his killing intent and let out a cold drink.

Because, when he learned from Feng Yanhua in Tianfengxuan Palace that Jiang Fengqun was about to get married, and that there were two female cultivators, Wang Mo felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

Although he doesn't believe in illusory fate, he has always trusted his intuition.

What's more, when they went to the Xuan Palace from the Artifact Refining School of Tianhuo State, and when they parted from Yang Shan'er and Han Yan, the place they went to practice was the east, which was farthest from the war against demons.

According to Wang Mo's instructions, the East is the safest place in the entire Tianfeng Continent, so the two girls went there to practice.

As far as Wang Mo knew, Jiang Fengqun and even the person behind it, that is, his father Jiang Haitao, was guarding the Yuanmo Sea in the east.

What's more, over the years, Wang Mo has secretly found out whether intentionally or unintentionally, the ultimate ownership of many casual cultivator forces, and the people behind the casual cultivator alliance formed by it are none other than Jiang Fengqun.

The genus of the alliance that gathered the casual cultivators of the entire continent, how powerful its power is, and its well-informed information can be imagined.

Although it is still uncertain who the two heroines will be in Jiang Fengqun's wedding, Wang Mo has no choice but to stop thinking about going to the east to find the two women, so come here first to check.

Based on his familiarity with the two women, after more than a hundred years, with their aptitude, they can definitely reach the Nascent Soul Realm, no matter how bad it is, they will step into the Nascent Soul by one person.

And the agreement with them is that when they step into the Nascent Soul, they can come to find him in the place of the battle against demons.

For so many days, he secretly searched the entire Tianlang City. If he did not force his way into many places, he could not enter at all. In order not to reveal his whereabouts, he secretly checked what was in his mind, so he had to use this alternative method as a last resort.

Fortunately, after breaking through his physical body, the technique of changing his appearance with his own muscles has improved to a higher level.

With his current physical cultivation base, as long as he doesn't make a full-scale attack, it is absolutely difficult for ordinary cultivators to see that his cultivation base is only in the late Nascent Soul.

Even if there are other changes, he himself is not without backup.

It's not that the two women are the best. In Wang Mo's heart, the most important thing now is to find the traces of the two women.

Even though Jiang Fengqun didn't know why, they repeatedly targeted him and searched openly and secretly. Back then in Tianlang City, they even forced him to intercede with the Sky Eagle King and his wife with the help of righteousness.

If it wasn't for misjudging the friendship between the two parties, and using the other party to count the only daughter of the Sky Eagle King and his wife, it is not hard to imagine that if Wang Mo were to intercede with such a great hatred, he would be directly killed by the Sky Eagle King.

This kind of behavior has already touched Wang Mo's bottom line. If the battle against demons was not in a stalemate at that time, it would not be appropriate to set off internal strife. Even if Jiang Fengqun was a great monk, Wang Mo would have directly killed them.

But if there are really two girls, with Wang Mo's character, let alone half of the mainland's Huashen gathered here, even if they all come, he will not hesitate to cause chaos in the mainland.

Looking at the old man who fell to the ground, Wang Mo's eyes flashed with thought, he sorted out all the gains of these days in his mind, and finally waved to him with a gloomy expression.

After several puffs, dozens of streaks of blood submerged into the old man's stomach and disappeared amidst his muffled groans, and the aura around him was completely hidden.

As the Yuanying elder of the Huanhai Palace, there must be something like the soul card that can herald death. It is not suitable for Wang Mo to show up at this time. Since he wants to replace it, naturally he cannot kill it directly.

With a wave of his hand, the blue-gold brilliance flashed, and the treasure clothes on his body and the storage ring on his fingers flew into Wang Mo's hands.

Immediately, looking at the appearance of the old man, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, his whole body flashed with blue brilliance, and with the sound of clicking, his figure became shorter and his appearance became the same as that of the old man.