Because this place is on the Netherworld Island, and there is a layer of prohibition in the cave, plus there is a shadow guard, so Dongfang Mo slept very soundly, and he slept for three days and three nights. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Three days later, he woke up leisurely. At this time, he was full of energy, and his physical strength was also extremely abundant.

Dongfang Mo sat cross-legged and breathed for two more hours, and finally he let out a long breath. At this point, the fatigue caused by his long journey finally disappeared completely, and he was back to his best condition in all aspects.

Recalling the arduous journey of this trip to the East China Sea, Dongfang Mo sighed. But fortunately, despite the twists and turns of the road, he finally reached his destination unharmed.

So he began to think about what to do next.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, he was still ready to stay consistent with the pre-plan.

The first thing is to get acquainted with the situation here, and then inquire about the East Haipeng Island.

He was very interested in the mysterious island. Because on the island, there may be a way to get him out of this star field. This is also the reason why he rejected the proposal of the wind and fallen leaves in the first place and insisted on rushing to the East China Sea.

Of course, if the trip to Pengdao still did not yield, he would immediately leave the East China Sea and go to the Taiyi Dao Palace in the Western Regions to attack the idea of the immortal root that generated spiritual wisdom in the Heavenly Blessed Land.

The tree has lived for some time, and it must have known a lot, and perhaps some useful news could be found in its mouth.

Although he had heard that since they had participated in the experience of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land back then, the shattered land in the Sumeru space had collapsed and disappeared. Seeing is believing, hearing is false, Dongfang Mo will not give up any hope.

Once he had made his decision, he nodded. Instead, he reached out and grabbed several storage bags. These were all trophies after killing the young scholar and others before, and he didn't have time to check them along the way, but he finally had some time at this time.

When he opened all the storage bags, his expression began to look strange. It's just that there aren't many magic weapons and the like in it, and the total number of spirit stones is only five or six hundred thousand. For other things, only two or three heavy ores for refining weapons can enter his magic eye, because they can be sacrificed and integrated into his natal stone.

"It's really down-and-out." Dongfang Mo thought so in his heart.

After sorting and putting these things away, he stood up, pushed open the stone door, and came to the guest hall of the cave.

Looking at the empty guest hall with only one stone table and a few stone benches, Dongfang Mo only felt that a place like the East China Sea where scattered cultivators gathered was even more barren than the Western Regions back then, and it was not a little bit worse.

However, inadvertently, he suddenly found that Xia Qingyi's daughter was in the stone room, and the stone door was open. He swept his senses and found that there was no one in it.

So he turned around and looked at the stone room where Ling Yi was, and when he saw that the door of the stone room was closed, Dongfang Mo chuckled.

Ling Yi's original act of saving people may have left an indelible impression on Xia Qingyi's heart, and along the way, he could naturally see that this woman looked at Ling Yi in addition to concern, and there was a trace of strange brilliance in her beautiful eyes.

Thinking that the two of them should be together at this time, he put his hands behind his back and walked towards the gate of the cave.

Because he is in the cave, the prohibition of the cave mansion does not need that token, and it can be easily opened.

After Dongfang Mo pushed open the stone door, his figure shook and galloped away into the distance. Soon, I came to the bustling street a few days ago.

Looking at the lively wine shops and inns on both sides, Dongfang Mo randomly chose a large attic and walked in.

As soon as he stepped inside, he heard a loud noise.

"This war in the Eastern Regions, but it hasn't happened for thousands of years, and I don't know what those forces think about doing such a thankless thing."

"I don't think so, these sects are not stupid, do you think that if there are not enough interests to drive, they will meet each other for no reason."

"Yes, this is reasonable, but I don't know the reason for this, so don't make any conclusions."

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Dongfang Mo walked through the crowd, and in the midst of everyone's conversation, he habitually went directly to the second floor.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but as soon as he walked up, he saw a burly man standing up somewhere near the window, and walked towards the outside of the inn, probably preparing to leave.

So he looked overjoyed, and immediately stepped forward and sat in the position in front of this person.

At this moment, a ninth-level servant in the Qi Refining Period walked over, put away the original wine jug and a wine glass on the table, and looked at Dongfang Mo and said, "What does this senior need?" ”

Dongfang Mo Luo groaned, and then said, "It's going to be the same spirit bar as the previous Taoist friend." ”

Hearing this, the little guy nodded, then turned around and retreated. Dongfang Mo continued to listen before waiting for the little guy to come up.

"Fortunately, the old man had the foresight, he got up half a year ago, teleported all the way from the geographical scope of the Shinto Gate to the Han family, and then rushed to the East China Sea from the Han family non-stop, if it falls now, I'm afraid it won't be so smooth." I only heard an old man with white hair and said with some emotion.

"That's true, in the past, there would be a lot of scattered cultivators coming to Netherworld Island, but the number of people who came these days has suddenly decreased suddenly, needless to say that these people have been delayed by the confrontation of major forces, maybe many people will never be able to come." The other chimed in.

At this point, many people here secretly rejoiced in their hearts, apparently many of them had only come here not long ago.

"By the way, do you know why there are few Infant Realm monks in this Eastern Regions War, this is really a bit strange." At this time, someone asked again.

Dongfang Mo was putting the full spirit wine to his lips, and when he heard the words, his movements were abrupt, and he even raised his ears sideways.

"I've heard of this, as if there is some secret agreement between the major powers. Therefore, all the Infant Transformation Realm monks are lurking. But if you want to ask me what the secret agreement is, I really don't know about it. "The person who spoke this time was a man in a yellow robe.

Dongfang Mo looked at this person and found that he had many bamboo tubes and cloth bags hanging around his waist. From this, he could see at a glance that this person was a member of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect.

He was not surprised that the people of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect would appear in the East China Sea, there were many traitors or outcasts of the sect here.

"It doesn't matter what agreement he has, as long as I can't wait in the Eastern Regions, I don't care if they are in full swing. However, fellow Daoists know that it won't be long before the East China Sea will be lively, and even the Eastern Regions War can't stop it. I only heard someone say it indifferently, and then diverted the topic of the Eastern Regions.

"Hehe, what Daoyou said should be that Pengdao is about to appear. It's no secret that most of the Taoist friends here are here for this. The yellow-robed monk of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect before smiled.

When the others heard this, they looked like the old god was there, obviously tacitly acquiescing to the matter.

"Ahem, dare to ask fellow Daoists, when will this Peng Island appear."

At this moment, in a certain seat by the window, a Taoist priest in a broad robe coughed lightly twice, looked at everyone and asked loudly.

And the person who opened his mouth was naturally Dongfang Mo. Most people in the East China Sea are not clean, but he doesn't need to be too low-key and cautious, anyway, the world is as black as a crow.

"Hehe, it's the first time you've come to the East China Sea." Beside him, a middle-aged monk with a scar on his face chuckled. From his words, it is not difficult to hear some meaningful meaning.

"That's true, so I don't know much about the Tao, and I hope you can give me some advice." Dongfang Mo nodded, and even hugged his fist very modestly.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk was a little embarrassed, so he listened to him speak: "The time of the birth of Peng Island in the East Sea is uncertain, but according to the previous practice, it should be less than twenty years."

"Twenty years?" Dongfang Mo was taken aback, he didn't expect the period to be so long.

Doesn't that mean he's going to be here for a long time?

But if you think about it carefully, there are still nearly a hundred years left for him, and this time can still afford to wait.

Next, he stayed here for a few hours, during which he exchanged glasses and talked with everyone, changing his low-key and cautious style.

Because of this, he also really heard a lot of useful things. Among them is the East China Sea, how many islands there are, and what are the powerful scattered cultivators. Even during this time, he heard many interesting anecdotes and secrets about the Eastern Regions.

Dongfang Mo became more and more interested, and at a certain moment, he took a sip of the wine glass, and then subconsciously glanced at the street through the window.

At this time, his gaze inadvertently fell on an old man in a robe who was full of energy.

I saw the old man with a kind face, with gray hair, walking on the street with his hands behind his back, looking left and right, looking at himself with a comfortable look.

When Dongfang Mo saw the old man, he suddenly felt that this person was so familiar, but he really couldn't remember where he had seen it.

So he frowned and began to recall carefully.

And just when the old man was about to disappear at the end of the street, a certain picture from decades ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

In just this moment, Dongfang Mo's expression changed suddenly.

"Impossible!"