Retrograde fairy way

In Yanyang City of Dongping Prefecture, as the largest city outside the Haotian School, this city is as prosperous as ever, ranking first in the entire Dongping Prefecture.

Only the most powerful main city in the surrounding states can compare with it.

Wang Mo walked through the crowd casually, walking slowly, scanning the surrounding shops and stalls from time to time.

Those who set up stalls are not weak in cultivation, most of them are above the spirit of transformation, and from time to time, they can even see faintly revealing coercion and extremely restrained Nirvana Realm power.

In such a big city, it is too extravagant to have a long-term presence. Even if it is this kind of stall that is placed at any time, some people will sit here for several years.

Because of the large formation in this city, the aura of heaven and earth is extremely strong, which is much stronger than that of the outside world, so most monks will spend a lot of resources to obtain the qualification to enter the inner city.

Most of these monks are people who have returned from treasure hunting in various dangerous places, and they sell their proceeds here. Of course, most of them are ordinary treasures.

The most precious things are often kept for their own use, or when they meet acquaintances, they barter.

And more, these ordinary treasures will be sold to low-level monks who are in urgent need, and they will earn spirit stone resources from them.

This is the case in the world of cultivation. Even those monks of the sect may not be able to ensure that their own cultivation resources are safe under the protection of the powerful sect. They are more likely to do various tasks for the sect. Resource treasures bestowed.

In this case, it can be regarded as equivalent payment of income. If there is no payment, there will be no gain.

Along the way, Wang Mo found that in the roadside shops, there were actually many foreigners who opened them. He paid a little attention to the conversation of the other party, but it made him smile bitterly.

Since he came to the Tianling Realm, he has passed through places that others may never experience in a lifetime, and even the strong in the Spirit Void Realm cannot afford the expensive teleportation fee.

But most of these experiences were spent in hiding, and there was no time to stay in one place for a long time to experience the local customs.

Thinking back a bit, I found out that there were quite a few monks who belonged to the human race and set up shops there.

It's just that Wang Mo's preconceived ideas made him think that it was just that some spirit races had transformed and could not be identified. In addition, he had a lot of things to do, so how could he have the time to observe them?

After careful listening, Wang Mo finally realized that his thinking had been wrong all along.

It's not that there are no spirits in the human territory, but that most of them gather in the bustling city, transporting special refining treasures from various parts of the spirit tribe, and also collecting special treasures in the human territory to transport back to the tribe.

This is not only the case of the spirit race, but also the monster race. There are thousands of races, and they communicate with each other to form a thriving cultivation world.

After half an hour, Wang Mo randomly chose a restaurant and entered it.

"Please, objectively, how many are you?"

The young monk who runs the hall is only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has the cultivation base of the alchemy state, but he is doing such a cheap job. If it is in the Tianfeng Continent, it is really an ancient legend.

"Are there any vacant rooms facing the window?"

Wang Mo swept casually and threw out a Lingshi.

"Yes, there is a superior private room just vacated on the third floor, please come inside!"

The eyes of the young monk Le narrowed, and he hurriedly led Wang Mo forward.

"Don't worry, tell your shopkeepers that I will cover it for a month!"

Wang Mo waved his hand and said calmly.

"Alright, this way please!"

The young monk's eyes lit up, knowing that he had met a big customer, he quickly took Wang Mo to the counter, "Shopkeeper, this guest officer wants to occupy Xiangyun Pavilion for a month!"

"One month?"

The chubby middle-aged monk looked Wang Mo up and down, and realized that he couldn't find out his cultivation level, so he quickly put on a smiling face, "Guest officer, Xiangyun Pavilion is one of the best private rooms in the shop, and it needs to be reserved for a month." , the price is not cheap, [-] middle-grade spirit stones!"

"can!"

Wang Mo nodded, took out a ring casually, and handed it to the other party.

They exchanged rings with the middle-aged fat man, and after exchanging spirit stones, they were able to enter the private room under the guidance of the young monk.

"Guest officer, the purple cloud incense in the Fragrant Cloud Pavilion has a refreshing effect, this..."

The young monk talked endlessly about the benefits of Xiangyun Pavilion, as if he was talking nonsense.

"There are a thousand low-grade spirit stones here. Please show me a good life. If someone comes this month and holds a broken golden wing, you can take her to the box and take a seat. Remember, this window must not be closed. Shut down! Got it?"

Wang Mo casually took out a storage ring, threw it to the young monk, and ordered.

"Guest officer, don't worry, the villain will definitely take care of it for you!"

The young monk's face was flushed, and he felt that he really met a big customer this time.

"After the matter is completed, there will naturally be another reward. If you miss a certain business because of other reasons, do you know the consequences?"

Wang Mo nodded and patted his shoulder lightly.

"The villain understands, the villain understands, guest officer, please rest assured!"

The young monk looked pale and nodded hastily.

"As long as you know!"

Wang Mo glanced out of the window without a trace, then turned and left.

The young monk respectfully sent him out of the restaurant, and then turned back with some excitement.

What he didn't know was that the moment he turned around, Wang Mo, who had thought he was going away, turned his direction and walked into another restaurant not far away, across the street.

This time, Wang Mo didn't book another private room, he went straight to find a place near the window, as if he had nothing to do to find a friend for a drink, he took out a simple and simple jade slip, and casually burned a message in it , and put it away.

In this way, Wang Mo seemed to have been drinking in the window of this restaurant, but the eyes under his brows had not left for a moment. Not far away, the private room he had booked was opened. window.

Until more than half a month passed, Wang Mo, who hadn't got up, turned his head slightly and looked there.

Looking from here, at the open window, I saw the young monk leading a young woman in blue and pink sitting in front of the window.

Not long after, he was served with a variety of delicacies and fruit plates, but the things from such a small shop seemed to not arouse her interest at all.

What's more, Wang Mo's clearly visible eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her beautiful eyes were full of restlessness, as she swept across the street frequently.

"Sure enough!"

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and swept across the street not far away, seemingly casually, but the target was very clear, and it was the figures in the restaurant.

This woman waited for more than a day in the restaurant, then got up and left without touching the delicacies on the table.

At the same time, those four monks of different colors scattered around the restaurant and on the street also exchanged a wink without any trace, and followed them.

Seeing such a situation, Wang Mo got up to pay the bill, and walked out of the restaurant as if nothing had happened.

......

A few hours later, tens of thousands of miles away from Yanyang City, a ray of light was in front, and four ray of light were behind, and suddenly crossed the sky.

Not long after, the four escaping lights accelerated rapidly, and after dozens of breaths, they immediately surrounded the escaping light in front.

"Junior Sister Lan, why are you in such a hurry?"

Four monks surrounded the woman who was sitting alone in the private room of the restaurant. One of them, a middle-aged strong man, swept around the nun with a sinister face, his eyes full of lust.

The other three also laughed lightly, their expressions were indescribably frivolous, and most of the gazes they looked at the female cultivator were meant to be joking.

"Senior brothers of Kun Luozong, do you have something to do to stop the little girl?"

The pretty face female cultivator's complexion was slightly pale, and she suppressed her uneasiness in her heart. She rushed left and right, but couldn't get rid of the few people, so she had to slowly drop the escape light downward.

"Hey, what Junior Sister Lan said is that I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"

Another young monk said with a smile.

"Reminiscing about the past, reminiscing about the past!"

A slightly fat monk nodded with a playful smile.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense!"

The last young cultivator, who was a bit steady, waved his hand and looked at the pretty-faced female cultivator with a slightly cold gaze, "To tell the truth, Junior Sister Lan, I am very interested in what Junior Sister Lan was waiting for in the restaurant, don't you?" Tell me, maybe I can find it for you when I get to know you!"

"Senior brother Lu was joking, my little sister sat alone for a whole day, didn't she get seen by several senior brothers? Where are you waiting for someone?"

There was a flash of panic in the beautiful eyes of the pretty-faced female cultivator, and she forced herself to calm down.

"Tsk tsk, Senior Brother Lu, if you don't give this little girl some color, she won't tell the truth. If I wait here to take her down...hehe!"

The young cultivator with a lewd face stretched out his hand to grab it, made an ambiguous gesture, and said with a lewd smile.

"This is the territory of my Clear Sky School. If you Kun Luo School dare to act like this, aren't you afraid of triggering a war between the two schools?"

The pretty female cultivator took a few steps back warily, her willow eyebrows were erected, but her pale complexion did not have much deterrent power.

"Hey, so what if the Haotian School knew about it? It doesn't matter if the outside world doesn't know, but we know it all!"

The fat monk smiled and didn't care.

"What do you know?"

The pretty nun was a little uneasy.

"Of course it's your Haotianzong sitting in charge of the immortal master and being seriously injured in the Tiangong outside the territory. Now you have retreated and don't care about world affairs. If it weren't for this, how could your Haotianzong join hands with me, Kunluozong and Tiantianzong to destroy Qingling?" burial.

What a pity, what a pity, the tomb of Qingling collapsed unexpectedly, even if there really was an elixir inside that could cure Immortal Master Kunyu, no one would be able to find it! "

The middle-aged monk shook his head, with a look of being convinced of the other party.

"You guys are talking nonsense, I..."

While the pretty nun was pale, her fragrant shoulders also began to tremble.

"Okay, Junior Sister Lan, we won't make things difficult for you, as long as you tell us who the person who asked you to meet in the restaurant before, we will let you go. Don't think that someone here will come to rescue you!"

The young monk frowned slightly, as if blaming the three for talking too much.

"I haven't seen anyone, how can I tell you, haven't you all seen it?"

The pretty-faced nun dodged her eyes, as if she was looking for a gap to escape.

"Hmph, you don't want to toast or eat fine wine, do you really think we don't know who you are looking for?"

The young monk snorted coldly, his eyes swept over his body in a dark way, as if he could see through him.

"Since you know who I'm looking for, why don't you let me go without asking?"

Although the pretty-faced female cultivator was flustered, her words were extremely clear, which showed that she was not the kind of waste material piled up by elixir.

"I might as well tell you that your master's friend was poisoned by my patriarch. Don't think that no one knows that he is a spirit clan!"

In order to attack the pretty-faced female cultivator, the young monk slowly uttered a word that changed his complexion drastically with his cold eyes.