Chapter 811: The Origin of the Ancient Martial Mask

Looking at Beihe's disappearing back, the young woman's face showed a touch of reluctance, and she wanted to stop Beihe, but she swallowed the words when they came to her mouth.

A touch of blush hung on her face, and she showed a rare hint of shyness. And the thought that she still has a married man, and even children are in pairs, the shyness on her face is even stronger.

With the cultivation of the Beihe Alien Period, he used his charm on this monk in the foundation building period, and the other party fell into it in an instant and couldn't extricate himself.

However, Beihe didn't think about how to deal with this foundation-building period nun, after he left, over time, this foundation-building period nun would slowly come to her senses.

At this time, Beihe had already taken to the street and followed behind the old man just now.

At this moment, his face was a little sharp.

He could be sure that he didn't know the old man just now, but the old man just looked at him with an extremely unnatural expression.

Perhaps feeling the following of Beihe, the old man walking in front of him became more and more nervous.

When he came to a fork in the road, he gritted his teeth and walked towards a fork in the road with fewer people.

Eventually, I came to an extremely secluded street.

There were very few people walking on this street, and most of them were low-level monks in the foundation building period or even the condensation period.

In addition, many of the doors of the shops on both sides are closed, and they look very bleak.

The old man stopped in the street, and when he turned around, he saw Beihe standing quietly behind him.

Seeing that there was no one around, this burly old man suddenly made a move that surprised Bei He greatly.

I saw him clasp his fist towards Beihe and salute, "I've seen the old man!"

"Huh?"

After hearing the old man's words, Beihe was really taken aback.

And his reaction was surprisingly fast, and he subconsciously touched the mask on his face.

The mask on his face belonged to the ancient martial arts cultivators, and he had just come to Tianhai City in the Tianlan Continent, it was absolutely impossible for this old man he had never met to know him, and the only thing that went wrong was probably the ancient martial arts mask on his face.

Bei He guessed that maybe the mask on his face belonged to a certain organization among the ancient martial monks, and the old man in front of him recognized the mask on his face just now, so he revealed a different color and was discovered by him.

"Who are you?"

When I think about it, I listen to the North River.

After hearing Beihe's words, the old man only hesitated slightly, and then spoke respectfully, "The junior belongs to the Dark Hall Tianwang Pavilion, and the family teacher Shaoyang is a real person!"

"Dark Hall...... Skynet Pavilion ...... Shaoyang real person ......" Beihe muttered in his heart.

After thinking about it, he glanced at this person, and then said, "Come with me!"

Then he turned and stepped into a deserted shop beside him.

The old man hesitated for a moment, but finally followed him.

After stepping into the shop, Bei He just glanced at a condensation period monk who was about to come up to receive him, and the other party's eyes immediately became confused, and then stood in place.

Beihe turned around suddenly, and the burly old man subconsciously raised his head and looked into his eyes.

"Huh!"

At this moment, the vertical eyes in Beihe's eyebrows suddenly opened, revealing a strange vertical pupil.

"Hmm!"

At the moment when he looked at Bei He's eyes, the old man suddenly fell into a daze.

Beihe shot out like lightning, and covered the old man's heavenly spirit, making a snapping sound, and in the next breath, he directly performed soul searching on the old man.

Casting an illusion on this person first, so that the old man could not extricate himself from the illusion, it would be much easier for him to search for his soul, and the pain suffered by the old man was extremely light.

As Beihe searched for his soul, his face gradually became gloomy under the mask.

He finally knew why the old man would call him "cousin" when he saw him.

As he thought, the mask on his face actually belonged exclusively to an organization among the Ancient Martial Monks called the Dark Hall.

The ancient martial monks are just like the Heavenly Witch Clan, although there are many sects and family forces in the clan, there is an even larger force, that is, the cabinet.

The cabinet will not interfere in the disputes between the major families and sect forces on weekdays, and will only come forward in the matter of raising the clan.

The dark hall belongs to the cabinet.

Moreover, the Dark Hall is in the cabinet of the ancient warrior monks, and is responsible for dealing with some shady things.

For example, assassination, interception, espionage intelligence, etc., these shady deeds on weekdays are all in charge of the secret hall.

In addition, the Skynet Pavilion mentioned by the burly old man is specially responsible for collecting all kinds of news and intelligence in the dark hall. The person who really made the shot was a person like Bei He, who was strong and needed a mask on his face.

On weekdays, among the ancient martial arts monks, ordinary people don't know who the people of the secret hall are at all, and the identities of these people will be kept strictly secret. They don't know each other at all. Only when there is a task, will you be notified by your immediate boss and then appear wearing a mask.

That is to say, on weekdays, it is impossible for the mask of the dark hall to appear in public, and most of the people who can see this kind of mask are dead.

Beihe swaggered around Tianhai City wearing a mask, which caused the burly old man's confusion and a faint vigilance.

"Damn it!"

As Bei He continued to search for souls, his face suddenly changed.

He learned from the old man's memory that after the other party found out that he was wearing a mask, he immediately informed the upper echelons of the dark hall of the news.

Beihe was annoyed, only to see him erase all the parts of the old man's memory about him.

Although he really wanted to kill the other party, but this place was Tianhai City, and the other party still stepped into this shop with him, and the trouble caused by him killing this person was definitely no less than being entangled by the people in the dark hall among the ancient martial monks.

After a few moments, he withdrew his palm from the old man's heavenly spirit.

The man closed his body and fell directly to the ground.

Beihe raised his head and looked at the eyes of the junior in the condensation period, and for a while the junior rolled his eyes, and his body fell to the ground.

Bei He immediately took off the mask on his face, and as the aura on his body soared, a crackling bone popping sound came from his body, and when the aura dimmed, he not only changed his appearance, but also changed his robe.

After doing all this, he appeared outside the store in a flash.

Fortunately, no one was passing by just now, so he swept towards the end of the street.

And as soon as he came to the main road, he saw a bald man with a figure like an iron tower, sweeping towards the cold street, and Beihe happened to staggered past this person.

The two of them looked up in unison and looked at each other's faces.

Beihe can clearly feel a breath of true yuan in this person's body. Moreover, from this person's body, there is also a wave of cultivation that far exceeds his extraordinary period.

This is an ancient martial arts monk in the dust-free period, and his cultivation is comparable to the dust-free period in the Dharma cultivation.

For just this moment, Beihe's heart suddenly tightened, and the speed of these people was really fast enough.

The bald man looked at him deeply, and his gaze was obviously sharp. To Beihe's relief, he continued to sweep towards the cold street in the next breath.

Retracting his gaze without a trace, Beihe immediately blended into the crowd on the street.

The bald man seemed to have a goal, and swept directly towards the shop where the burly old man had fallen. And when he stepped into the store, he saw the burly old man who fainted on the ground and the junior in the condensation period, this person's pupils shrank, and then his figure shot backwards to the rear, and returned to the main road in the blink of an eye, and looked in the direction where Beihe disappeared before.

The man's eyes scanned the crowd, searching for Beihe's whereabouts. But Beihe's figure has long since disappeared, and he has found nothing.

The bald man's movements were extremely fast, and his figure swept in the direction where Beihe had disappeared, his eyes searching for the Terran monks along the way.

There are not many Terran monks in Tianhai City, and he should be able to find out the other party.

"Huh?"

In the next breath, he found an old man with a rickety figure and a wrinkled face, with a cane in his hand, walking towards him.

This was a Terran monk, but this person was completely different from the appearance and aura of Beihe he he had seen before.

So he just glanced at the old man, then withdrew his gaze and continued to sweep forward.

Just after the bald man staggered with the old man, he didn't see the old man glance at his back with his peripheral eyes.

Then the old man in the black robe continued to walk slowly on crutches.

And this person is naturally Beihe, he vented the demon yuan in his body at a critical moment, making his appearance extremely old, and the aura on his body was completely different, hiding the ancient martial arts monk who had cultivated to a dustless period.

Just as he passed by the entrance of the cold street, he saw two more figures outside the shop where the burly old man had fainted.

It was also two ancient martial monks, and for the sake of caution, he just glanced at each other, then withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward.

At this moment, he was extremely scared. I didn't expect his ancient martial arts mask to have such a provenance, but fortunately, this time there was no danger, he was not discovered by those ancient martial monks, otherwise I am afraid that there would be great trouble.

After settling down, Beihe's rickety figure disappeared in front of him with the flow of people.