Until the two left, the blue-faced old man's expression immediately became gloomy, and he didn't look straightforward at all.

"Cultivation is weird!" he said slowly.

"It's really weird, and it's cautious and suspicious, it's extraordinarily wise, and it's even more vicious and spicy. Jiang Yan said in a deep voice.

At this moment, on the empty table in the corner, a figure gradually appeared, it was a man wearing a Taoist robe, this man had a white face, and the fairy wind was boneless.

He stood up, walked over to the second elder, and sat down slowly.

"I can't tell if he sees where I'm invisible. The middle-aged man looked out the window of the inn and said softly.

"Even if you can see it, it should be Zhao Hongxia secretly informed..."Jiang Yan hesitated for a moment and said.

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"It's... Is that person?" Xing Qishan's eyes flashed, revealing a cold glow, and said in a deep voice.

"If he sees, yes, if he doesn't see, he doesn't. The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze, but his brow furrowed.

"No matter what, this person, don't move, this person, I always have a very dangerous feeling... The matter of Danfang and Yu Jian, I will enchant the Dao to withdraw, we can't afford to participate in this matter. The middle-aged man softened his eyebrows, and his expression showed exhaustion.

In the remaining days, Wang Mo said goodbye to Zhao Hongxia and left, wandering alone in Fang City.

Zhao Hongxia nodded with a chuckle, and the two separated.

Without Zhao Hongxia by his side, Wang Mo no longer had any scruples, wandering around the market, looking for people who sold bitmaps, that day in the inn, Wang Mo faintly saw that there was no one at the table in the corner, and there were immortals sitting there incognito.

But he remained silent and did not show the slightest clue.

"It seems that the clues of the wild land have been seen..."Wang Mo sighed secretly, and hurried to buy bitmaps, but the price of bitmaps is often extremely high, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

At dusk on the third day, Wang Mo returned to the inn where he lived, sat cross-legged on the bed, looked at the six bitmap jade slips in his hand and pondered.

After a while, his expression moved slightly, and he looked up at the door.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

"It's finally here..."Wang Mo smiled on his face, waved his right hand forward, the door creaked open, and there was a middle-aged man standing outside the door.

He didn't enter the room, but clenched his fists and said, "Senior, the family teacher Hori but not, please." ”

Wang Mo got up and walked to the door, the middle-aged man respectfully gave way, led the way on the side, and after leaving the inn, the two turned into Changhong and left the city directly, it was dark at the moment, but the Fang Market in the Kunlun Mountains was more lively, and the voices of people were boiling, and they were endless.

After a while, the two of them came to the middle of the many cone-shaped stones in Kunlun Mountain Realm, on top of the huge boulder, there was a male city, dozens of times the size of the outer city, and this city in the dark night was like a huge fierce beast, giving people a strong oppression.

Under the guidance of the middle-aged man, the two went straight to the east gate, and there were many immortals guarding inside and outside the east gate, and if they wanted to enter, they had to show the jade slip.

After Wang Mo noticed that the middle-aged man took out the jade slip, those immortals immediately looked respectful and got out of the way, and even Wang Mo and the others were not looking, allowing the two of them to enter.

Entering the city, he came to the center of the city after a short time, and the middle-aged man stopped outside a delicate attic, and said to Wang Mo respectfully: "Seniors, please come in, as a junior, you can't enter here." ”

Wang Mo nodded, the immortal sense swept forward, stepped into the attic, as soon as he entered, he heard a hearty laugh, but it was Nahori who did not go down from the upstairs, and hugged Wang Mo from a distance.

"Let the fairy friends wait a little longer, it's really too much for you, and you need to prepare thoroughly. Hori's attitude was extremely enthusiastic, compared to the two of them three days ago.

Wang Mo clenched his fists and said with a smile: "It's okay." He naturally understood that the reason why Hori Dan was not like this was because his actions in Fang City that day were not only a shock to the enchantment Dao, but also a shock to the forces behind this Hori Danwei.

"Come on, fairy friends, the old man will take you to a place, today's transaction is there, and there are rewards to have fun, fairy friends may wish to make some bets, maybe you can win a big win." Hori didn't have a smile on his face, but he didn't dare to underestimate the black-clothed young man in front of him in his heart, this person was able to find himself three days ago, and he placed such a big transaction order, obviously he saw his identity, this alone is enough to show that this person is not simple, not to mention everything in the city after that, which surprised him even more.

"There's a friend of Raori. Wang Mo was polite, and as Hori did not enter the bottom of this attic, his immortal sense naturally dispersed, with caution, but everything he saw made Wang Mo stunned, but his expression was not revealed.

The ground of this attic is completely hollow, and it leads to a huge platform with a circumference of nearly 10,000 feet, and the periphery of the platform is full of stone steps, and at this moment there are many immortals sitting, and the noise is deafening, and there is a roar of spirit beasts mixed with it.

But there were two spirit beasts the size of a hundred zhang fighting each other on the platform, roaring again and again.

Above the platform, there are arm-like passages suspended in the air, with circular fronts and rows of windows around them.

Where Wang Mo and Hori are not located, it is within one of the passages.

"This is the place of gambling beasts in the Kunlun Mountain Realm, if the fairy friends have a fancy spirit beast, they might as well bet on it. Hori didn't lead the way, and Wang Mo smiled.

Wang Mo nodded and didn't speak.

The two of them walked fast, and soon came to the front along the passage, and from a distance, there were two meditating immortals sitting cross-legged, with good cultivation. Between the two is a closed stone door.

"Today's transaction is presided over by Uncle Xia, and some fairy friends are invited to participate, it is a small private auction, if you are interested in something, you may as well sell, the transaction between us will be after the auction, my uncle will start with you. Hori didn't pause, looked at Wang Mo, muttered a little, and said:

"Immortal friends, there is something I still don't understand, and I hope that immortal friends will solve their doubts. ”

"Horisenyu, please speak. Wang Mo nodded.

"How does the immortal friend know the identity of the next?" Hori didn't stare at Wang Mo, it would be good to say if someone introduced him, but the person in front of him actually came to his private stall without anyone to introduce him, and concluded that he had more immortal stones, and even faintly pointed out his identity in his consciousness.

Wang Mo smiled slightly.

Until the end, Wang Mo did not say the specific reason, but avoided it with words.

The more he was like this, Hori Danwei was even more strange in his heart, and the more he felt that the ordinary black-clothed young man in front of him was surrounded by mysteries.

It's hard to ask, but Hori didn't smile bitterly and shook his head, no longer mentioning the matter, but clasped his fists and reminded: "Immortal friends, this private auction, according to the rules here, it is most taboo to cover up the appearance of those who hide their heads." With that, he came to the stone door at the end of the passage and knocked lightly on it.

A moment later, the stone door shook, and a circle of ripples appeared on it, as if it had melted half, and gradually blurred. Hori didn't look back and hugged Wang Mo with a fist, turned around and stepped into the ripples, and the figure disappeared.

Wang Mo groaned slightly, and did not hide his appearance, since he dared to come, he was not afraid of causing trouble, and stepped into the ripples under the walk, and his figure disappeared.

A flower in front of him, when it was clear, Wang Mo's eyes stared, and when he looked around, where he was was a room about dozens of zhang in size, the floor of this room was made of something, it turned out to be transparent, and you could clearly see the battle between the two fierce beasts on the stone platform below.

There are a number of chairs scattered around the room, surrounding a chair directly in front of them. There were seven immortals sitting calmly on the chairs, none of them covering their appearances, and the moment Wang Mo entered here, their eyes condensed.

These people's eyes were like swords, extremely sharp, and they fell on Wang Mo's body, as if they were substance, and they could feel a chill on their skin. One of them was slightly stunned when he saw Wang Mo, but quickly returned to normal and gestured with a smile.

Especially the person on the seat in front of him, this person is an old man, with gray hair like snow, wearing a gray robe, his eyes are slightly closed, but there is a hidden light that emerges from the gap in his eyes and sweeps towards Wang Mo, his expression is majestic, and his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Immortal Dao. Behind him, Hori didn't bend down, whispering something in the old man's ear...

Wang Mo's expression was as usual, he walked forward under the gaze of everyone, came to a chair, sat down calmly, his eyes were calm when he opened and closed, and when he looked at everyone, he hugged his fist slightly to the person who smiled at him before.

Xingqishan didn't expect to see Wang Mo here again, and he was quite surprised, but since Wang Mo could enter a private auction of this scale, it made Xingqishan even more high-minded.

As Wang Mo's gaze swept casually, the seven people sitting on the chair, except for the gray-haired old man who was obviously Hori but not his uncle, and this line of Qishan, the other five people were all in the early stage of the Immortal Dao!

Sitting opposite Wang Mo was a young Confucian student, this person had a fair complexion, a feather fan in his hand waved lightly, and his expression was not angry, when Wang Mo looked at him, this Confucian smiled slightly, and looked at Wang Mo's eyes showing a trace of interest.

There was a young woman sitting beside this person, this young woman was dressed in a thin veil, bright and moving, sitting there with a hint of laziness, her eyes wandering, swept over Wang Mo's face, and then stopped paying attention.

Not far away sat an old man, this person's appearance was very strange, his face was full of potholes, at first glance it was extremely terrifying, his eyes were even more gloomy, touching the ring on his right index finger, constantly turning.

In addition to these three people, the other two also looked at Wang Mo one by one without moving.

Not far from his left sat an old man in a black robe, with a thin appearance, slightly thin lips, and an eagle's claw-like left hand holding two beads the size of a baby's fist, which also circled each other as his left hand moved, sometimes touching each other with a soft thumping sound.

The last person was an old woman, with snow-white hair and wrinkled skin, dressed in sackcloth, sitting there motionless, but when Wang Mo's eyes swept away, the old woman's eyes were like electricity, and she glanced at Wang Mo coldly again.

This is obviously a small gathering that is only for the immortals of the Immortal Dao, and the specifications are extremely high, and being able to enter here represents the recognition of identity and strength, if Wang Mo hadn't easily injured the three people of the Enchanted Dao in Fang City, coupled with the large number of transactions this time, I am afraid it would be difficult to enter here.

Even if he comes in at this moment, he is only the last in the eyes of others.

Horiki didn't finish his sentence beside the gray-haired old man, straightened up, and stood respectfully aside......