Chen Mo walked aimlessly, but his eyes were looking around, to determine if there were any monks in this area.

"That young man in a cyan robe, could it be Chen Mo?" A voice came from not far away.

Chen Mo heard it sincerely, but he didn't turn around and look in that direction, but pretended to be at a loss and continued to walk forward.

"It doesn't seem so," another voice rang out, unabashedly conversing with the previous one, "a mortal only. Chen Mo was in the fourth phase of Qi training before. Even if he used the breath accumulation technique, he didn't want to hide it from the poor Dao's eyes. ”

Chen Mo walked to the corner of the street and turned around without hesitation.

The two people who spoke were in a private room in a restaurant, and they looked downstairs, chatting unscrupulously. It seemed to be a loud voice, but in fact, they were communicating with each other, and even the guys waiting at the door didn't hear them talking.

The reason why Chen Mo could hear their voices was because the two of them were deliberate.

As long as Chen Mo paused a little before, or turned back a little, the two people upstairs would fly out without hesitation and catch him. With their identity as foundation building monks, catching a little qi cultivator is not a matter of being able to catch it.

Chen Mo walked around and went around the restaurant from another direction. In the process, he went to a silk shop, and unknowingly took thirty taels of silver and put them in his storage bag.

The previous silver was given to Wang Daren by him, and speaking of which, Chen Mo is really penniless now.

"I borrowed it," Chen Mo was a little embarrassed. It's a shame to be a foundation building monk and still have to steal, and you have to throw it home. Moreover, the owner of the silk shop did not have a bad reputation for being rich and unkind, which made Chen Mo feel that there was a hurdle in his heart.

I'm really different.

If he was still a jailer in Moshan Prison and took the silver from the silk shop, it is estimated that he would be embarrassed, but he would not be like now, and he always felt sorry in his heart.

Thoughts, thoughts, it seems that this time to take the silver, is to make your thoughts inaccessible.

Chen Mo thought about it, and Shi Shiran walked into the restaurant.

The guy hurriedly greeted him, "Yo, guest officer, how many of you are?" ”

"One," Chen Mo replied.

"One, one? Do you want a private room, or do you want to dine downstairs? The guy was stunned for a moment. It's not that he looks down on Chen Mo, he's afraid that he won't be able to pay, but this person is too young.

I'm still a teenager.

"Private room."

"Okay, guest officer, please go upstairs," the guy led Chen Mo upstairs, pushed open the door of a private room, and then asked with a smile: "Guest officer, I'll bring you a pot of tea first." ”

The guy was busy, Chen Mo took out two taels of silver and threw it on the table, "Just make a few dishes and have a pot of wine." Don't wait. ”

The man stretched out his hand, and the silver fell into his sleeve, and the smile on his face bloomed even more, "Okay, good, wait a minute." ”

"Remember to close the door," Chen Mo didn't have the heart to take care of the guys, he quietly released his divine sense, wanting to probe the bottom of the two people next door.

Chen Mo's purpose when he came upstairs was to touch the other party's bottom.

After all, they mentioned their names.

To say that they didn't come for themselves would be a monster.

Which side will it be? Loose cultivation, ethereal pavilion, or oblique star stream?

Chen Mo first ruled out the possibility of the Ethereal Pavilion. Mo Li returned to the Xianmen with Tu Gui's body, but he was afraid that at this time, the Ethereal Pavilion had set off huge waves, and if Tu Changhao, the elder of the outer gate, did not attack, then it would be called a strange.

Whether Mo Li could persuade the Council of Elders to transfer Tu Gui's death to the head of the slanting star stream, Chen Mo did not have a bottom in his heart.

But if it is said that the Ethereal Pavilion sent people to observe themselves in the restaurant, there is no possibility.

If Tu Changhao would act so cautiously, the outer gate would not be the Tu family's final say.

The entire Xianmen has to look at Tu Changhao's eyes, will he still play those vain tricks, observe himself first and then take people?

As for casual practice, it is also unlikely.

Cultivating to the point of being able to transmit sound in the ears of others, casual cultivation will inevitably reach the foundation building period.

Is it necessary for them to observe themselves in a secular restaurant?

After excluding the Ethereal Pavilion and the possibility of scattered cultivation, there is only one answer left.

Slanting Star Stream.

The two monks were sent by the Slanting Star Stream.

Chen Mo's divine sense penetrated through the past, as if he had sat in that room.

The two monks were sitting at the table by the window, asking for a pot of tea, but they didn't drink it, and they were both looking out into the street.

One wears a red robe embroidered with a pattern of a bird near a stream, and the other wears the costume of a worldly person. Looking at the age, both of them are middle-aged.

The monk's appearance does not correspond to his age.

For example, Chen Mo's master, the old madman Huang Guanquan, when he reached the ninth stage of Qi cultivation, he had reached the age of seventy, but Mo Li, she was much older than Huang Guanquan, but she looked like she was in her youth, delicate and beautiful. Looking at Chen Mo's sister Yan Ji, they are all in the Jindan Realm, and they seem to be no more than thirty years old.

These nuanced observations made Chen Mo guess a long time ago.

Could it be that at what age the monk is at the time of foundation building, and his appearance can be roughly maintained at a certain stage?

Chen Mo didn't think nonsense, after he saw that the two of them didn't speak, he immediately withdrew his divine consciousness and didn't stop any more. Speaking of which, it is also his lack of master's teaching, and he walks on the rivers and lakes, completely relying on his alertness and calculation.

If there was a Master's guidance, Chen Mo would definitely not easily release his divine sense to go to the rooms of the two foundation building monks.

A monk who cultivates to a high level can capture the divine consciousness of watching, so as to determine the position of the other party.

In other words, when Chen Mo extended his divine sense to the other party's room, the other party discovered him.

"It's still very cautious," Xianchen Daoren smiled coldly, "It's a bit capable." ”

"Be careful, don't leave and leave, it doesn't mean that there won't be other monks coming over in the Ethereal Pavilion," the other is Lu Shang, the foundation-building monk of the Slanting Star Stream, who is also the spy leader sent by the Sloping Star Stream to the Sifang City.

Lu Shang cooperated with the Xianchen Daoist to Qingyang County to find out the whereabouts of the Ming Jingdao people. As a spy officer, Lu Shang is both careful and cautious.

"It's ridiculous, if the monk from the Ethereal Pavilion comes, he will directly push the door and ask for the crime," Xianchen Daoist said, and as soon as his body moved, he opened the door of the private room and rushed straight to Chen Mo's side.

With a bang, the Manifest Dust Daoist pushed the door open. The room was empty, except for three dishes and a jug of wine on the table.

Xianchen Daoist did not give up, and glanced at the table again, but there was still no one.

Lu Shang has walked over, "Gone?" ”

"I should be gone," said the Manifest Dust Daoist angrily, "It's too timid, like a mouse." ”

Lu Shang knew that Senior Brother Xianchen was playing with the general, so he cooperated and said, "How bold can it be, how many people in this world are willing to spare their lives?" ”

While sarcastic, the two unleashed their divine senses unscrupulously, but still did not find any trace of each other.