"Say it, naturally your benefits are indispensable!" Seeing this, Wang Mo smiled indifferently at the corner of his mouth.

"No, no, no, the seniors laughed, how dare the juniors be like this, it's just that ....... young," Yang Wucai showed hesitation, his expression changed uncertainly, and he gritted his teeth after a while: "Seniors, I won't tell you, although this Qingshanfang City, although there is a place to live, it is only for the people of the sect family, and the cost is quite expensive, if you don't dislike it, although the small home, although it is simple, it can also be used as a temporary dwelling!"

Wang Mo really didn't care about the quality of the residence, as long as there was a place to stay, with what he had learned now, plus the things he had purchased in the trading house, it was enough to settle a safe residence.

The monks here come and go densely, if the cave is placed in the wild, it is inevitable that he will be targeted by people with intentions, and he has been practicing alone for many years, and he also needs to communicate with other monks, after all, behind closed doors, it is inevitable that there will be some obstacles to the way of cultivation.

After thinking about it for a while, he said to Yang Wucai, who was slightly uneasy: "Okay, I'll go to you, but I like to be quiet, don't disturb me at will!"

"Yes, yes, seniors, don't worry, although the juniors are not as energetic as this city center, but it is also a good place here, you come with me!" Hearing this, Yang Wucai showed joy on his face, and hurriedly led Wang Mo to his home.

Looking at the tall courtyard in front of him, it was hard to imagine that this was where a down-and-out monk like Yang Wucai lived, and glanced at Yang Wucai, who was carefully leading the way, Wang Mo looked around, but did not ask too much, after all, everyone has their own privacy, and they can't treat others by themselves.

"Senior, junior, just clean up the front room, you can rest assured that you can stay!" Seeing that Wang Mo looked around, but did not show dissatisfaction, Yang Wucai exhaled slightly.

"Daddy, did you bring anything delicious for Chong'er?" didn't wait for Wang Mo to speak, but saw a boy running out of the house, looking at it, he was only seven or eight years old, with fairly clean clothes and a red face!

A fairly beautiful woman, leaning in front of the door, looked at Yang Wucai with an inquiring look in her eyes, and swept over Wang Mo from time to time.

"Hmph, bastard, didn't you see any guests here? Don't you come to meet your seniors!" Yang Wucai cast a reassuring look at the woman, looked at the boy and glared at him fiercely, grabbed it in front of him, and hurriedly said to Wang Mo: "Senior, don't be surprised, this is my son Yang Chong, a child ......."

"It's okay!" Seeing his expression, Wang Mo knew what he meant, waved his hand to show that he didn't care, stepped forward, and gently patted the top of Yang Chong's head.

Yang Chong lost the excitement he had when he first saw Yang Wucai returning home at this moment, and his clear eyes wanted to dodge, but when he saw Yang Wucai's stern gaze, with a trace of fear and curiosity in his eyes, he shrank his neck slightly, and then let Wang Mo's hand reach the top of his head.

"Don't kowtow to your seniors yet!" Yang Wucai pulled Yang Chong and asked him to kneel down.

"Nothing is like this!" Wang Mo waved his hand, wiped the storage bag on his waist with his left hand, took out a jade plate that emitted a glowing green light, and leaned over to bring it to Yang Chong.

"Thanks... Thank you, senior!" Yang Wucai saw this, his expression was excited, and his words were a little uneasy.

Although a monk like them looks like a beautiful scenery in the eyes of mortals, they are not in the cultivation world, so how can they know the danger involved? How could they ever see a monk like Wang Mo treating a person with low cultivation like this?

"Little girl Yang Juan, meet your seniors!" Yang Juan heard Yang Wucai's words, and hurriedly stepped forward to the courtyard and bowed to Wang Mo Yingying.

"No need to be polite, it's a guest at the door, Wang Mou is so disturbed!" waved his hand and sent out a true yuan, hurriedly stopped Yang Juan from bowing, Wang Mo bowed slightly.

Yang Wucai's originally somewhat guarded look slowly dissipated, and he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Senior, I'll clean up the main room and let you..."

"You don't need to do that, just live with me in these two rooms!"

On the west side of the courtyard, he took a fancy to the two houses and handed Yang Wucai a storage bag, and after he left happily, Wang Mo began to prepare his own residence for the next few years.

......

Months passed in a flash, and Wang Mo, who thought that he could recuperate with peace of mind and wait for his cultivation to progress, did not want to be awakened from his cultivation by a sudden momentum in the morning.

In the hall of the Yang family, there was an uninvited guest.

"Where is Senior Yang and nephew, have you figured it out?" A middle-aged monk with a fat head and big ears and a red face stared at the huge eyes, took a sip of tea gently, and sat down on it with a leisurely face.

Although his face is quite amiable and resembles that of a rich man, it is difficult to compliment him in his dress, and he is dressed in a magnificent brocade robe, and his hands are full of thick rings of glittering gold, and it is hard to imagine that among the monks, there are people who have such a preference for mundane things.

On the other hand, Yang Wucai's black, thin and shriveled body was in front of him, with a submissive face, full of nervousness and fear, so that a drop of sweat slid down his cheeks, and he didn't have time to wipe it: "Uncle Pang also asks Mingjian, the younger generation really doesn't know..."

"Hehe, for the sake of your father Yang Zhi and I as a senior brother, the deity will be kind to persuade me, if not, why do you think the deity deigned to come here?"

"It's... Really..."Yang Wucai's hair stood on end, and he suddenly shuddered, but he gritted his teeth and said: "Please also ask the Venerable to forgive me, the younger generation really doesn't know about the matter of my father!"

"Hmph, I don't know what to do, without your father Yang Zhi, who else do you think can help you?" Venerable Pang snorted coldly, but he didn't have a seizure, and turned to look at Yang Chong's mother and son who were trembling on the side.

Is the majesty of His Holiness so good?

Yang Juan's cultivation was lower than Yang Wucai, Yang Chong had just come into contact with cultivation, and at this time, the weight was on his body, and his face was pale.

mentioned Yang Zhi, who is the father of Yang Wucai, died in a mission of the sect seven years ago, and did not even bring back the bones, and this Venerable Pang Tuli surnamed Pang is the person who went with him.

It's just that Pang Tuli was seriously injured when he returned, and he only vaguely explained what had happened, so he hurriedly retreated to heal his wounds, and looking at his current situation, he was as good as ever, and even his cultivation was improving.

Looking at it, it's clear that it's for something.

"It's... Please Uncle Pang raise your noble hand, juniors... The younger generation is really..."Yang Wucai fell to his knees, his face was cold sweat, he looked at Pang Tuli in horror, kowtowed to him and begged for mercy.

"Yang Wucai, you must know that the patience of the deity is limited, you had better think carefully about it, whether that thing is in your hands or not!" Looking at Yang Wucai's family of three with a cold face, Pang Tuli said threateningly.

"The younger generation really doesn't know, please let my family of three go!" Yang Wucai still kowtowed.

"Hehe, it seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, in this city, although you are not allowed to do it, but as long as it is done cleanly, no one will work hard for an insignificant person like you, if it weren't for the fact that the deity has a relationship with your father, you think the deity will be so nonsense with you, huh?" Pang Tuli smiled, the coldness burst out, and the fat palm that was originally touching the ring was slowly raised, and he saw a red gold vitality slowly emanating and falling towards Yang Juan's mother and son.

At this time, Yang Wucai's face was full of horror and despair, but his body couldn't move the slightest, and he could only watch the terrifying energy cover the mother and son.

"To say or not to say?"

"Seniors spare their lives!" Yang Wucai was heartbroken for a while, he couldn't have imagined that Pang Tuli would dare to violate the rules of the fang market and make a brazen move.

"Crackle!"

Suddenly, a blue-gold true yuan burst out from the oblique thorn, and when the red gold giant palm pressed down, it was resisted, and as soon as the two energy bursts intersected, it emitted a piercing sound.

The three members of the Yang family on the side suddenly distorted their faces, and the color of pain suddenly appeared.

"Who?" said Ponturi, his eyes glazed cold, and he turned his head to look.

Wang Mo frowned, looking at the fat man in front of him, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was really deceiving people too much, he really didn't want to care about this kind of nossy matter, after all, Yang Chong was just a child, under the pressure of the Venerable, his eyes turned white for a while, and he was almost knocked out.

"Who is Daoyou?" Seeing Wang Mo's face clearly, the corners of Pang Tuli's eyes twitched, because Wang Mo was too young, even in the sect, it was not impossible for someone to take over his palm so easily, but such a young person was really rare, and he couldn't help but cheer up.

In the past few years, he has been busy with retreat and breakthroughs, and he can't say that he has a great genius in the sect, but it is very unwise to offend such a character.

"If I'm not mistaken, I shouldn't be allowed to do anything in this city, right?" glanced at Pang Tuli lightly, but Wang Mo pointed to the point.

"You... Hmph!" Hearing this, Pang Tuli was depressed for a while, as the deacon of the Refining Sect here, he naturally knew the rules, if there was a trouble, although Wang Mo's true cultivation was not detected now, but through the previous casual blow, he could feel that the other party's cultivation was not weak, but there was no previous aggressiveness between the words: "Daoyou really want to take care of this idle matter?"

"Thank you seniors for saving your life!" Seeing Wang Mo's arrival, Yang Wucai hurriedly supported his wife and thanked Wang Mo.

"It's okay!" Glancing at Yang Chong, Wang Mo patted the storage bag on his waist, took out a thumb-sized porcelain bottle, poured out a light blue pill from it, and put it in his mouth.

Seeing Yang Chong, who was convulsing all over his body and sweating in cold sweat, slowly relaxed his breathing and fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Wucai suddenly looked grateful, and opened his mouth to bow down again.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Wang Mo pointed at Yang Chong and threw out a piece of jade talisman to Yang Wucai.

Yang Wucai held the jade talisman like a treasure, and hurriedly asked Yang Juan to hold Yang Chong, walked out of the hall, and went to Wang Mo's house.

Pang Tuli was on the side, seeing that Wang Mo didn't take him in his eyes, his eyes narrowed, and the anger in his heart surged, but he didn't have a seizure on the spot, after all, there was going to be a trouble, and after he was here with the same air, it was not very nice to say it.

"It's not okay to talk about idle things, with the respect of Taoist friends to build a foundation, don't you feel that it is inappropriate to oppress a few juniors like this?" Wang Mo seemed to be sure that the other party would not dare to make a move, slowly paced to the side, and took a leisurely sip of tea ceremony.

"You... Hehe!" Hearing this, Pang Tuli only felt a breath in his chest, but turned to smile and said: "Isn't it that Daoyou and my senior brother Yang Zhi have an old relationship?"

"Hehe!" Wang Mo smiled and didn't say anything, just looked at him lightly.

Seeing this, the color in Pang Tu changed several times, but he was a little surprised.