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Yu Ci's voice was not loud, and Chen Wan who was leaving would definitely not be able to hear it. Only Wanquan around her could hear it clearly.

Then Wanquan's eyes changed a little when he looked at Yu Ci, and then he lowered his face, turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye.

No matter what Yu Ci thought, his words were not frivolous, but just a simple evaluation. Before, he used the picture of the magic, and could only see that the monk Huandan sprinkled with powder and smoke, which turned into a light smoke, which was very concealed. Now he wanted to find some clues about the smell, but Chen Wan's incense flow was extremely high. Although it was quiet and elegant, it could also cover up other odors. Even if he had a good nose, it felt quite difficult.

What’s even more strange is that the man’s approach was that he immediately fled away after he had tampered with his hands and feet. He used medicine so casually, which was unconventional; but if he was to say that he was a thing like tracking powder, why should he run so far after he attacked Chen Wan?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly realized that the atmosphere around him had changed a little.

Turning his head, there was no obvious change in the abortion around him, but soon, Wen Guanjun, who had just left in the house, hurried out, Futai's body left like a gust of wind. Wanquan greeted him, but he didn't see it.

Something happened? Yu Ci is the one who is more keen. At this time, most people are still devoted to the dazzling array of precious materials and magic tools, lingering and not conscious of the small changes in this corner.

Yu Ci instinctively opened the picture of Zhao Shen, trying to figure out where Manager Wen was going, but as soon as Xin Nian came into contact, he saw that a distorted haze would cover up the central area, including him.

A strong man from Buxu has arrived.

Yu Ci frowned slightly and began to change his perspective. The central area of ​​the illumination map spread out in the void in his heart suddenly became dim. Many nearby places could no longer change their perspective. They could only observe the environment from a single angle, and there were many blind spots. The overall feeling was like an invisible nail, which was nailed to death on the spot. This is the influence of Buxu’s strong man!

Fortunately, as the focus object, the color of Wen Guanwu has also been restored, allowing Yu Ci to observe more clearly.

The current location of Manager Wen is outside the exhibition hall of Wuchenfang, nor is it in Baichuanfang. It makes people realize that this vast territory where the black market is located. Suddenly, from the perspective of Manager Wen, I saw a group of people coming over. Manager Wen suddenly shook, and took two steps in three steps, and went straight to the sky. His demeanor, which was neither humble nor arrogant, flew out of the sky.

"Master He Wu..."

After calling him a title, Mr. Wen couldn't continue to say anything. Mr. He Wu was of medium stature, but strong, and his whole body seemed to be filled with explosive power, with a rough face, especially his eyes, which were cold and green. When he looked at someone, he could have the power to seize the soul and deterrent. Mr. Wen was frightened by his eyes, and he couldn't speak out the second half of his words.

This person is the strong Bu Xu, but he is not the most eye-catching one. He is the one beside him.

That was an old man.

Because practice can delay aging and a more direct and harsh environment, it is quite difficult for the world of cultivation to find an old person. It is Yu Zhou, who was then. Even if his life is close, his body remains quite energetic, and flying in the sky and hiding the earth is no problem.

If you really want to say that the body cannot hold on to its strength, Tu Du was one of them back then, but that person was quite self-aware. When his body was about to decay, he would travel with the Yin God and finally he could move freely. The person next to He Wuye was old and reached a state of mind.

This man is only five feet tall, with wrinkles on his face that can kill flies. The skin outside his clothes is dry and like rotten wood. He bent his waist and back and was still wearing a gray floor-moving robe, which makes people wonder if he could trip himself up if he walked faster.

He was another poor man who could not break through the stagnation barrier. He probably had a high seniority. Master He Wu valued him very much, deliberately lowered his pace and walked slowly.

Yu Ci once thought so, but this level of cultivation...uh, the level of God-Transporting God?

There are six people behind these two people, both of whom are followers, but their strength is not weak at all. Judging from the God-Seeing Picture, at least they are all in the Kan-Yan cultivation level, with a strong aura, which is quite impressive.

Is this the most desolate and backward Northern Wilderness in the world of cultivation? In the past two days in Yinku City, Yu Ci's number of Huandan monks he saw was very rushing to surpass the Lichen Sect's mountain gate, which made him very uncomfortable.

"That's because you're ignorant."

The shadow ghost who had not spoken today suddenly spoke, and stabbed him first, and then said: "The gap between casual cultivators and large and medium-sized sects is certainly all-round, but the dragon and tiger in the elixir itself meet, the key to establishing the tripod, and you can make it work without the top-grade elixir skills. In fact, it is not a world of difference in the realm of elixir. The real watershed is the existence or not of the art of tide. So, don't be blinded just because you have learned both hands in Lichen Sect, otherwise you will be crying.

"Of course, the quality of the alchemy technique is also very important. Those who come from the sect to fight with these people either rely on their deeper foundation to win people with power; or they use mysterious methods of the sect to compete for efficiency, that's all."

Yu Ci didn't care about the ridicule of the Shadow Ghost, but just said strangely: "How come you are in the mood to come out? Have you discovered something good?"

"There is no good thing, there is one in Guli..."

Without Yu Ci's clear rejection, the shadow ghost was able to see the illuminated image through the void in his heart. It stared at the group of people on the image for a long time, Fang said:

"The wind blows and goes down, and it's not an ordinary way. I can't think of the history for a while, so be careful."

"It's not targeting me." Although Yu Ci was forced to have some identity by Dazhuitang, she already knew that the motives there were impure and she had died of the baby, so she no longer cared about it. The same is true now.

At this time, Wen Guanshi had welcomed He Wuye and his group into a rock room, and tea, water, spirit fruits, etc. were prepared, but these people did not enjoy it. They were talking while walking, and the topic was still continuing.

"That guy is really hateful."

Master He Wu's voice was bright, and when he spoke, he was shocked that the teacup on the table was jumping, but it was just a meaning, and there was no emotion in his words. Yu Ci felt that he was putting pressure on some people.

The old man sat quietly under the chair, like an old tree root holding a gray cloth fixed there, without any response, and the atmosphere became a little stiff for a moment.

Manager Wen is a delicate heart, and he sees that he is not a head, even though he is "slightly speaking", he grits his teeth and pushes up: "There seems to be news from Dazhuitang yesterday..."

"Dajuchitang?"

Master He Wu found the steps and immediately sneered: "They are just a joke. How many people in the north are staring at them. When their mouths move, the cat and the dog have become Lingxi Sanren? Tang He is also a character, but his subordinates are full of disbelief!"

Manager Wen didn't say anything more. Instead, the "Amacao and A Dog" in the distance had seen the speed of information transmission in the Northern Wilderness, and was quite helpless about his new nickname.

At this time, everyone's eyes in the rock room were either obvious or obscure, staring at the old man's face, forming an invisible pressure net. If you change your mind and have a little bit of ambition, you will be unable to hold on anymore, but the old man sat steadily, as if he was rooted here.

Master He Wu's brows slowly locked, but for some reason, he still did not dare to force him too much.

After a moment of silence indoors, the old man finally made some moves. He stretched out one hand and bent his five fingers naturally. A small firefly-like thing slipped out from it. He walked around the room, sometimes left and right, like a bee dancing.

Seeing this scene, Master He Wu brows spread out and winked. Manager Wen was prepared for it. He stomped his feet gently, and the indoor light and shadow flowed. It turned out to be a staggered image on the table. Looking closely, it was the panoramic view of the "Sanjiafang" area excavated deep underground.

Yu Ci was surprised in the distance. At first glance, this thing looks very similar to the picture of the gods. There are really many strange things in the Northern Wilderness.

The "firefly" stagnated a little and landed at a certain position on the image.

"Baichuanfang?"

Master He Wu turned his face and stared at the old man: "What about?"

At this time, the old man finally opened his shriveled mouth and said slowly: "The magic of the spirit witch is not omnipotent, it can even be said to be useless. It is the only way to communicate with the elves of heaven and earth. The man should have known this method. He always goes to a prosperous place with a strong popularity to weaken the elves of heaven and earth, and then escape from it, cough..."

He suddenly started to cough heartbrokenly, and could not continue to say anything later, but Master He Wu had already heard his implicit voice and was not surprised:

"What the spirit witch means is that we have his eyes and ears here?"

Manager Wen came forward cleverly to help the old man feel relieved. He also served him with tea and took a pill. When the cough stopped, the old man said:

"Master He Wu should have his own judgment. My inequality method is just a reference...well?"

"How did you catch it?"

Mr. He Wu kept paying attention to the old man's reaction. Seeing that he was a little surprised, he immediately asked. However, the old man shook his head, glanced around, and said, "It's probably because there are too many magical instruments and spiritual materials displayed in Wuchen Square, and it has been a bit of interference just now..."

In the distance, Yu Ci's body suddenly shook, and he immediately cut off the thoughts of the comparison divine map. A moment ago, the star light of the divine intention that he implanted into the old man's brain palace was pushed out by some unmeasurable force. This was something never happened.

The Shadow Ghost was quite calm: "It turned out to be a spiritual witch. It is said that he is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he can borrow the spiritual beauty of heaven and earth; he does not respect the Lord of God, but can communicate with the Lord of God. I don't know which way the dying person borrowed the power of the gods, so it is better not to spy on it at this time."

Yu Ci deeply agrees.

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Time is late at night in the outer world. According to the natural routine, this is a period of rest and practice. The crowds on the streets have become scarce. Even on Nanhai Street, the most prosperous commercial area in the city, most shops have closed, and only the left-behind workers dozed off behind the counter. It is rare to have a quietness on the street.

However, some people are destined to not rest.

Chen Wan had just finished handing over with the shopkeeper Guo who was ill. She was not calm. She slowly walked on the courtyard trail behind the store, aiming to the warehouse behind the store.

A few days ago, there was no formal handover yet. In order to open up the situation, she used her relationship to transport a ship of valuable goods from the headquarters and was robbed by Yinshan. For this reason, she had to take risks and bet back the goods from the fierce man Hun Liao with her advantage. Although she was in danger, she also saw the bad situation she was facing from this matter.

If this continues, the shop will be closed, Suixin Pavilion has lost its reputation and lost the trust of the elders in the Pavilion. Everything seems to be natural. Is this the price she has to pay for the so-called "ambitions"?

Chen Wan is not depressed, she is just sentimental.

In this mood, the female cultivator arrived in front of the warehouse. The next moment, she saw that the ban she had set up by herself around the warehouse was clearly loosened.
Chapter completed!