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In the next ten days, Dongfang Mo did not stop, because of the long-term use of the compass and the retreat of the sky, even if he broke through to the Great Perfection of the foundation building period, he was still a little unsupported. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

During these days, he passed through a total of three cities, each of which he would secretly inquire about foreign envoys, but he never gained anything.

"No, I must rush to the central region before making plans, otherwise I will definitely miss the arrival of the foreign envoy. And the plan to leave this star field and go to the High Law Star Field will be completely frustrated. ”

A month later, when Dongfang Mo came to a lush mountain, he stopped at the top of a big tree and said to himself with an ugly expression.

After these days of sleepless trekking, he finally realized how vast the land of the Eastern Regions really is. In his opinion, I am afraid that the entire Western Regions is equivalent to a corner of the Eastern Regions. And all the forces in the Western Regions are twisted together, maybe it is not as strong as a Ghost Demon Sect.

After adjusting for a moment, he shook his head and took out the compass again, and the mana agitation was about to be injected into it.

But at this moment, his expression suddenly moved, and then he turned to look at a certain direction in the sky. Breaking through to the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, his divine consciousness has now exceeded 100,000 zhang, reaching the enveloping range of 120,000 zhang. In his divine sense, he saw a young man in the Qi refining period, driving a strange speeding car, speeding in a certain direction.

Along the way, although it was sparsely populated, he was still able to meet some low-level monks from time to time. It's just that he was in a hurry to get away and didn't intersect with these people. After a moment of silence this time, his body moved, turning into a clear shadow, and swept forward.

At this time, a young man in his early teens was stepping on a speeding car with a tense expression and slashing through the air. The speeding car didn't know what kind of magic weapon it was, and it looked quite fast.

"Huh!"

At this moment, the young man's eyes flickered, and a figure blocked in front of him like a ghost.

Seeing this scene, the young man was shocked, and as soon as the mana was collected, the flying car stopped in mid-air, and he hurriedly raised his head.

I saw in front of him a slender young Taoist priest dressed in a broad robe.

When he sensed an unfathomable aura coming from this Taoist priest, he immediately understood that this Taoist priest's cultivation was far higher than him, so he showed a little fear and arched his hand:

"The juniors have seen the seniors!"

And Dongfang Mo looked at the eleven or twelve-year-old boy in front of him, but he already had a seventh-order Qi cultivation, and he showed a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Because his divine sense was scattered, he hid a mid-level fire and thunder talisman behind him, and he could see it clearly, as if he could sacrifice it at any time when he saw that the situation was not good.

However, he didn't break the young man's small movements, but pretended not to know and asked, "Junior, do you know which city is the closest to here." ”

Hearing his words, the young man looked a little strange, but he still said truthfully: "Back to the seniors, the closest city to this place is called Howling Wind City, which is a force belonging to the Wan family, about 100,000 miles to the east."

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo touched his chin, judging from the map he had purchased before, this son was not lying, so he continued to speak: "Then do you know that there is a teleportation array in Howling Wind City." ”

"Teleportation array?" The boy wondered.

Dongfang Mo nodded.

"There's a teleportation array." Then I listened to the young man.

Hearing his answer, Dongfang Mo looked overjoyed, after all these years of experience, he naturally learned to observe words and looks, and did not find any traces of concealment from the young man.

"Here's it for you!"

So with a wave of his hand, a delicate jade bottle shot out.

The young man subconsciously stretched out his hand to take the jade bottle that shot in, and looked up, but this time, where was Dongfang Mo's figure.

Then he frowned slightly and picked up the jade plug and sniffed it, and then a look of joy appeared on his face. After looking around, and when he found that there was no one, he put away the jade bottle, stepped on it, and immediately galloped forward.

Today's Dongfang Mo is constantly urging the compass, and at a distance of 100,000 miles, he needs hundreds of teleportations to arrive. Because he always has to ensure that he has more than half of the mana in his body to deal with emergencies, even if his strength has increased greatly and his mana is strong, it took nearly two days of hard work before he finally saw a black city wall in the distance.

At this point, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and he soon came to the outside of the city, paid a certain amount of spirit stones, and smoothly entered Howling Wind City.

Although Howling Wind City is not as huge as Demon Sun City, it is still prosperous, and monks in the foundation building period can be seen almost everywhere.

It is said that this city is the power of ten thousand families, and he has not heard of this family. Looking around, Dongfang Mo took three steps and made two steps, stopped a bearded man, and said with a slight smile: "Dare to ask Daoyou, where is the teleportation array in this city."

The bearded man was stopped for no reason, and his face showed an unhappy look. However, he was only a late-stage ninth-order cultivator, and when he felt the oppression faintly emanating from Dongfang Mo, he suppressed his unhappiness and said instead: "The closest teleportation array to this city is in the Wanlu Pavilion in the center of the city......

"Thank you...... Swish! ”

Before he finished speaking, Dongfang Mo hugged his fists, and his figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared from in front of him.

Now he is pressed for time, and he cannot afford to delay.

Because of the ban on traveling in the sky in this city, after a full hour, with the speed of his physical explosion, he rushed to the Wanlu Pavilion mentioned by the great man of Zasu.

At this time, he was stunned, looked at the tall attic in front of him, and saw some foundation building periods, and even many Ning Dan Realm monks frequently went in and out, a little lively.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo shook off the dust and strode into it.

It is worth noting that the moment he walked into the attic, a powerful divine sense suddenly swept over, sweeping back and forth from him twice before retreating.

Dongfang Mo frowned, guessing that the owner of that divine sense should be a cultivator of the Ning Dan Realm, and at least they were all late stage cultivators of the Ning Dan Realm.

Come to think of it, how can such an important place not be guarded by a master. So he shook his head and looked ahead. What catches your eye is a hexagonal formation of several zhang long and wide in the center of the attic, and in addition, the attic has no decoration and embellishment, and it looks empty.

And when he saw this formation, Dongfang Mo's eyes lit up, because from this formation, he sensed a faint spatial fluctuation. And from time to time, I saw someone stepping on it, and the figure disappeared under a burst of white light. From time to time, there were some strange monks, who shone with the white light, and appeared from the formation.

Dongfang Mo looked around, and saw a monk in the foundation building period on the side, sitting upright on the futon, taking the storage bags handed by some monks from time to time, and then waving his hand to play a magic decision on a suspended stone ball in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo touched his chin, then came to the foundation building period monk and asked, "Dare to ask Daoyou, how many spirit stones do you need to go to Fengyang City." ”

Hearing this, the foundation building period monk raised his head and glanced at him, and then replied lukewarmly: "Thirty thousand spirit stones." ”

"Thirty thousand spirit stones!"

Dongfang Mo's expression twitched, although he had killed a lot of people over the years and obtained a lot of spirit stones, he didn't expect that tens of thousands of spirit stones would be needed just for one teleportation, and this teleportation array was really not something that ordinary people could afford.

However, it was imminent for him to rush to the central region, how could he care about these spirit stones, I saw that he grabbed it casually and threw out a storage bag.

Seeing this, the foundation building period monk took it, and after the mana penetrated into it, he nodded after a while.

"Let's go up!"

After speaking, this person waved his hand again and again, and one by one the magic never entered the stone ball in front of him.

Dongfang Mo looked happy, and then painted a scoop according to the gourd, and swaggered into the hexagonal formation according to the appearance of those people before.

After a few breaths, he felt a burst of white light envelop him, and then there was a "buzz", and he felt that the world was spinning around him. You must know that he already has a magic weapon compass in his hand, so he is no stranger to teleportation, but this kind of long-distance teleportation array has not yet been touched.

After about half a cup of tea, Dongfang Mo's figure staggered, and he finally felt that he was on the ground. At this time, he suddenly raised his head and found that he was still in a hexagonal formation, but it was naturally impossible for this place to be in Howling Wind City.

After stepping out of the teleportation array, he headed out of the attic where he was. He deliberately chose to teleport to Fengyang City, which was not too far from Howling Wind City, in order to continue to inquire about foreign envoys along the way.

Because if you only inquire in one city, you may attract the attention of people who are interested in it, and thus invite unnecessary trouble. And it's too closed, which is not conducive to the investigation of news.

In this way, Dongfang Mo's slender figure quickly disappeared into the crowd of people.

After most of the day, he looked a little ugly and stepped into the teleportation loft again. As expected, he still didn't get anything out of many inquiries.

This time, he continued to teleport from Fengyang City to the next city, but all the places he passed along the way were heading towards the central region. Because even if he didn't find out any news, he was at least getting closer and closer to his destination.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and on this day, after dozens of teleportations, Dongfang Mo finally came to a place called "Tianxing City", which belonged to the famous Shinto Gate in the Eastern Regions, and the Shinto Gate was in the middle of the Eastern Regions.

However, because the Eastern Regions is so big, if you just say the word "central", then even if it takes several years or even longer for Dongfang Mo, I am afraid that it will not be able to step through.

After arriving in Celestial Star City, he was already extremely tired at this time. During this time, he struggled and exhausted, only caring about inquiring about news and hurrying, and did not rest at all.

But he didn't care at all, because if he expected it to be right, now that nearly a year had passed since the arrival of the foreign envoy, he still hadn't made any progress. In his opinion, even if he has found a specific position now, I am afraid that the selection of hand-picked people has long been over, and the raw rice has been cooked thoroughly.

"Damn it!"

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo clenched his fists tightly.

However, he knew that it was useless to be anxious, and now this situation could only calm down, think carefully about countermeasures, and secretly pray that there was still the possibility of turning around.

After entering Heavenly Star City, Dongfang Mo walked out of the teleportation array attic, and after a short time, he randomly chose a very prosperous Zhai Tower and walked in.

Because this city belongs to the Shinto Gate, it is not far behind in size compared to the Demon Yang City of the Demon Sect.

After stepping into it, he saw that the building was full of people, and it was extremely lively. These years of experience have taught him that it is only in this kind of place that there is the best chance of finding out the news.

So he found a middle seat and sat down, asked for some spiritual tea at random, and spread all his ear powers.

"My Divine Dao Gate is extremely miserable this time, and in the end, less than two hundred people have successfully entered the inner gate, and all of these people are extremely talented people, some are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and they are already at the peak of the ninth order......

"The mission released by the Shinto Gate last time, let me wait for the opportunity to go to Qiaoya Mountain and hunt low-level spirit beasts, but I don't know if there are any good missions this time......"

"It is said that Shinto Gate ......"

Dongfang Mo's ears trembled slightly, but most of what he heard was about the Shinto Gate. It's no wonder that this city originally belonged to the Shinto Gate, so most of what these people talk about is related to this.

After listening to it for a while, he felt bored, so he called the little maid and wanted a quiet single room to recuperate, these days, he was really tired.

So the little servant respectfully led him to the second floor. However, just when Dongfang Mo had just gotten up and didn't take two steps, a man about twenty-five or sixteen years old walked over.

Dongfang Mo's eyes flashed, and he glanced at this person's waist without a trace. I saw several gourds hanging from this person's waist, as well as a lot of bamboo tubes. Looking up, on his forehead, there is also a lifelike spider pattern.

"People from the Ten Thousand Gu Sect!"

Dongfang Mo instantly judged the identity of this person from the costume.

At this time, the young man suddenly looked up, looked at him with a pair of sharp eyes, and narrowed slightly.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo withdrew his gaze without a trace, turned his eyes to his nose and nose, and continued to follow the little guy towards the second floor.

The young man glanced faintly at his back, not knowing what he was thinking, and then left as well.

After asking for a separate room, Dongfang Mo sat down cross-legged, and this sat down until nightfall.

When the twilight enveloped the entire Celestial Star City, in the shadows below him, a black light flashed and disappeared, blending into the surrounding night. Dongfang Mo didn't seem to know about this scene, and continued to close his eyes and cultivate.

As a strange beast, the shadow has hidden powers at night, and even the monks of the Infant Transformation Realm are difficult to find its traces, so now it is time for it to go out and investigate to see if it can gain anything.

After a few moments, a dark shadow flashed, and the shadow melted into the shadow beneath him. Dongfang Mo was still immovable, but in his mind, he was looking at the picture brought back by the shadow.

"Huh!"

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

It turned out that in the picture brought back from the shadow, he "saw" the young man of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect who had passed him by before, in a remote street shrouded in the night, with a Ten Thousand Gu Sect monk who was also dressed as about thirty years old.

"Senior Brother He, you should be able to guess the purpose of inviting you here this time. Because the old ghost of the Shinto Gate has a personal grudge against me, he chased and killed me for a year, just to make me miss the arrival of the foreign envoy. Although with my strength, there is not much hope for the hand-picked person, but he entangles me, which is to destroy my only hope, so this revenge will be avenged. ”

"Senior Brother Liu, I naturally know this, Ming people don't say secret words, you let Brother Wei come this time, and directly say the purpose." The middle-aged monk smiled and looked at the young man known as Senior Brother Liu with great meaning.

"Senior Brother He is really refreshing, I can't hide it, I invited Senior Brother to come this time just to help me kill this person......"

At this point, the young man's lips moved slightly, but he did not make any sound, as if he was transmitting the sound with his divine sense.

However, Dongfang Mo didn't care about all this, because he heard the most critical words.

It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. I saw the corners of his mouth rise, and then he looked at the shadow under his feet, as if he said to himself:

"Go and follow these two."

"Flutter!"

As soon as the words fell, an indiscernible sound of flapping wings sounded, and the shadows once again melted into the quiet night.