A few days later, Dongfang Zimo came to a cemetery full of weeds.

The weeds were so dense that they had already covered the grave.

Dongfang Zimo's sleeve robe waved, a gust of wind blew, and the weeds that were originally three feet high fell down one after another under the sweep of the wind blade, revealing the original appearance of the tomb, and the dilapidated wooden tablet still had the word "Zijian" written on it.

Dongfang Zimo sacrificed with some spirit wine and spirit fruits, and cleared all the weeds near the tomb.

……

Half a year later, Nantian Continent, Baixi City, this city is vast, it is one of the four major cities in Nantian Continent, not only is the aura sufficient, but even the cultivation resources are extremely rich.

In the eyes of Qi cultivators, Tsukidan is a rare item, but to the local monks in this city, Tsukidan is as worthless as cabbage.

Of course, this is also the main reason why a large number of monks go to Baixi City, among which there are also many high-level monks, and there are hundreds of Jindan monks, and even those Yuanying monks who have lived for thousands of years also frequently appear in this city.

On this day, Dongfang Zimo walked out of an attic shop, smiling, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Ten days ago, Dongfang Zimo came to this Baixi City, and after adjusting his state, Dongfang Zimo came to the nearby Fang City, intending to purchase some pills that were useful for his current cultivation.

After some searching, I came to the most famous branch of the Chamber of Commerce here, and purchased the "Taixuan Yuan Spiritual Pill" that was rumored to be able to increase the cultivation of Jindan monks, because Dongfang Zimo had already heard about the effect of this order, so he simply bought a few in one go.

However, the price of such an elixir that can be useful to Jindan monks is naturally not cheap, and Dongfang Zimo paid a large amount of spirit stones with a heartache, almost all of his belongings.

Dongfang Zimo, who walked out of the attic, said that his face was full of joy, but he was also worried in his heart.

But that is also a matter for the future, and at the moment, these few pills are enough for Dongfang Zimo to cultivate for a period of time.

Due to the ban on air here, Dongfang Zimo could only cross the streets and alleys on foot, preparing to return to the cultivation room to retreat for some time.

Just when Dongfang Zimo came to an unusually remote alley, he suddenly stopped.

"What do you want to do after following me for so long?" Dongfang Zimo's gaze fell on a corner somewhere, and said with a gloomy face.

"Hey, hey! It's a little interesting, I didn't expect you to find out about my hidden magic skills. A large area of demonic qi suddenly appeared in the corner, and then a man with a silver demonic pattern on his face looked at Dongfang Zimo with a surprised face.

"Demon Cultivator!" Dongfang Zimo exclaimed as soon as he noticed the uncomfortable aura.

"What? Is it strange that there is a demon cultivator here? But you can actually find my breath, could it be that you have also cultivated some secret arts? The silver-patterned man looked Dongfang Zimo up and down, and asked with a frown.

Hearing this, Dongfang Zimo didn't answer the other party, because even he didn't know why he could find his traces, he only felt that there was a strong aura constantly wandering around, so Dongfang Zimo screamed tentatively, but he didn't expect him to really find out that there was a demon cultivator following him.

As for the appearance of demon cultivators in this city, it is not surprising that these demon cultivators usually choose to enter the demon path before they are called demon cultivators, as long as they follow the rules of the city, those law enforcement monks will not make a move on these demon cultivators.

"Your Excellency has been following me, don't tell me it's to test your magic skills." Dongfang Zimo said coldly.

"Hey, hey! I see that Daoist friends have a lot of money, and they actually bought three Taixuanyuan Spirit Pills in one go, tsk! These pills couldn't be better for us Jindan monks, especially those of us who have just advanced to the Jindan stage. The silver-patterned man stared at the storage bag on Dongfang Zimo's body with a malicious expression.

"It's true that the Taixuan Yuan Spirit Pill is a good thing, but you also have to take your life." Dongfang Zimo naturally guessed that this person wanted to seize the treasure.

"Huh! The Taixuan Yuan Spirit Pill is not enough for me to break the rules of the city, and your storage bag hides a lot of treasures, right? The silver-patterned man smiled, and suddenly said something that made Dongfang Zimo's heart tremble.

"Could it be that this person has noticed that I have an ancient magic weapon on me?" Dongfang Zimo muttered in his heart, and his face changed slightly.

"Sure enough, as long as you hand over the storage bag on your body, I will let you go, otherwise don't blame me for taking your life together." The silver-patterned man said hideously.

When Dongfang Zimo heard this, his expression changed uncertainly, but he was about to turn into a Changhong and escape in the next second.

"Hugh wants to escape!" Seeing this, the silver demonic man's face sank, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of Dongfang Zimo in a few flashes, and he reached out and grabbed it, and the big black hand condensed in the air.

Dongfang sensed the threat brought by that big hand, and slapped the storage bag without thinking, and in a flash of cyan light, a cyan flying sword appeared in the air.

The big black hand scooped down, and was directly pierced and dissipated by the cyan long sword, and the power was actually much stronger than before.

"Huh? This is! No way! The silver-patterned man stared at the cyan sword in astonishment as if he had seen something terrible.

Dongfang Zimo held the sword in his hand and looked at the man with a suspicious face.

"You have the ancient magic weapon Qingyun Sword in your hand? Wasn't this sword sealed by an ancient monk! The silver-patterned man pointed to the long sword in Dongfang Zimo's hand and asked intently.

"Qingyun Sword? It turns out that this treasure is called Qingyun Sword? Dongfang Zimo looked at the long sword in his hand in amazement and muttered to himself.

"So that Blood Soul Ancestor was released by you!" The silver demonic man's eyes revealed fear, and he asked in disbelief.

"That old devil is called a blood soul? Do you know where this demon came from? Dongfang Zimo said solemnly.

"This Blood Soul Ancestor is a powerful figure thousands of years ago, and his cultivation in the late stage of the Yuan Infant is even more invincible in the world, but it is a pity that the Demon Dao of his cultivation is too fierce and domineering, and he was sealed in a secret place by dozens of Yuan Infant Cultivators. And this Qingyun Sword is said to have been sealed by the ancient monks as an array eye at that time, in addition to this sword, there is also a golden luan pen, Xian Ruyi, you have the Qingyun Sword in your hand, and there must be two other magic weapons on your body, so I can't keep you. At the end of the silver demonic man's words, his tone suddenly became sharp, and under the surge of demonic energy, a purple-gold ancient umbrella was sacrificed, decorated with various fine bells.

As soon as the ancient umbrella was unfurled, a strange wind flew out, and the air suddenly darkened.

Dongfang Zimo only felt that his body was suddenly uncontrollable and wanted to be sucked like an umbrella, and he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood to temporarily block the strange wind.

Dongfang Zimo took advantage of this gap to jump dozens of zhang behind him, and raised his hand with a wave, and one after another sword qi swept out.