"Fellow Daoist, the information is inside!"

In a small dark building in Tianyun City, a monk who looked like an old man took out a jade slip and put it on the table, and said to a middle-aged man opposite.

"This is the fee, please check!"

The middle-aged man, who was not good-looking, looked over the jade slip, took out a ring from his arms, and also put it on the table.

"Hehe, then the old man is welcome!"

The old man grinned, pinched the ring in his hand, and poked out his divine sense to check it, and after a while, he bowed slightly to the middle-aged man with a look of satisfaction, and said with a finger of jade: "Fellow Daoist, please!"

"Thank you!"

The middle-aged man was concise, nodded slightly, grabbed the jade slip on the table, bowed his hand, and then got up and walked out.

The old man didn't say much, just looked at the middle-aged man's gaze, with a slight flicker, and finally shook his head slightly.

"Deacon Lin, this person is inquiring about the news of the disciples of the Cloud Pavilion, do you want to send someone to pay more attention?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded on the wall that had been silent on the side, as if asking for something.

"It's okay, send a few disciples who are excited to follow, and be careful not to arouse the suspicion of the other party, this person is probably not as simple as it seems!"

The old man hesitated slightly, and the ring flipped a few flowers in his hand, and then bowed slightly.

His voice fell, and he was silent.

......

At the same time, the middle-aged man who came out of the dark building walked out of several lanes as if he had nothing to do, picking and choosing from the small stalls on the street from time to time along the way.

Not far behind him, there were always a few men of different appearances hanging, but they didn't look at them, but they just changed their shapes from time to time.

Once he was in front, once he was behind, back and forth, not once repeated.

And the middle-aged man, unaware, turned into a small alley after a while.

Seeing this, the men hesitated, looked at each other and made a vague gesture, and one of them followed.

But after a while, a faint gray light suddenly lit up on the waists of the remaining people, and several people rushed into the alley in a hurry.

To the slight frustration of several people, there was no figure in the alley other than the previous person, and several people scattered to search the surrounding area, but did not find any suspicious targets.

couldn't find it, and several people had to leave in a huff.

......

"The Four Spirits of the Clouds, the Disciple Acceptance Conference!"

In the private room of a restaurant inn, Wang Mo, who had changed his appearance several times, frowned, held a jade slip in his hand, and muttered to himself.

In the past few days, I met two girls at the gate of the city on the day of searching in Tianyun City, but the pursuit of Shuanghu was imminent, so I had to give up blocking it first.

Then he returned to Tianyun City to look for the two daughters, but he couldn't find them.

As a last resort, Wang Mo secretly changed his appearance and bought the situation of the two daughters in a special place in the city to inquire about the news.

Although some of these forces are not on the table, it is extremely convenient to inquire about the news.

From the Sect Master of Jiedan, down to the Qi Refining Cultivator, the peddlers and pawns, there are people coming and going on the street, and there will always be people who notice.

Although the two women wore scarves on their faces, their excellent temperament was enough to attract the attention of those who cared, and they did not hide their whereabouts.

let Wang Mo easily buy its whereabouts.

But to Wang Mo's surprise, the people who left with the two women, except for one woman, turned out to be all acquaintances.

During his trip to the secret realm, because of the killing intent and the resentment in his body, he fell into a mad demon once, although he was not conscious at the time, but what he saw was deeply imprinted in his mind.

According to the purchase news, the four spirits of Yunxiao were the four monks Ye Yuchen, Ye Yushan, Liang Tianzhu, and Shi Tianjiao.

Among them, the woman's name is Shi Jiaojiao, who is Shi Tianjiao's own sister, and the handsome monk who does not look like a man is a genius like the sun that has suddenly emerged in the Yunxiao Pavilion in the past hundred years.

and another rumored female cultivator, Ye Hanqing, and called the Heavenly Spirit, is a supreme genius who is not born in the world.

However, these two people are extremely mysterious, the man's name is Xia Qiongya, and the woman's name is Ye Hanqing.

And what Wang Mo paid attention to were the two female cultivators who left with these Cloud Pavilion geniuses.

Seeing the two that day, the reason why it gave him a great shock was because he recognized that one was cold smoke, and the other was the image of the woman in purple beside her, which was too similar to Yang Shan'er who died in front of him back then.

Even though his heart was shaken, Wang Mo still chose to rescue Shuanghu first, and then returned to find the two girls.

"No matter what, since Hanyan appeared here, with her temperament, she would never withdraw so quickly, it must be worthy of her plot in the Cloud Pavilion, just wait here for a while, and Shan'er's body must be recovered!"

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, a cold glint flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, and he was extremely angry at this woman's act of stealing the corpse.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to go to the Tianfeng Xuan Palace due to the ban of the Spirit Sea back then, otherwise he would not have been able to leave so easily.

After a little thought, he flicked his right hand, and a golden light immediately appeared, and disappeared into the roof with a flash.

Then a golden curtain of light slowly dispersed from above, enveloping Wang Mo in it.

"Hmph, let me see what kind of sect Yunxiao Pavilion is!"

Slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, and took out a coma primordial infant that was sealed by several runes and seals, and the blue-gold light flashed on it, Wang Mo said coldly.

Then he flicked his hand to the ground, and a dark red array disk appeared on the ground, emitting bursts of evil and bloody aura.

Pinched a little with one hand, a little golden mangs did not enter the array, and in the humming, a blood-colored brilliance suddenly emanated from the array, and then slowly became extremely rich.

A cold whimper sounded, as if a cold wind was blowing, which made people feel creepy.

Wang Mo didn't care, and with a flick of his wrist, he put Yuan Ying still in it.

Snort!

As soon as Yuan Yingfu entered it, those blood-colored brilliance swarmed up like sharks smelling blood, surrounding it, as if looking for a gap to enter it, and let out a slight sound of oil stains tumbling.

"Ahh

As if stimulated, Yuan Ying suddenly opened his eyes, let out a terrible scream, and struggled desperately.

But the blood mist took root on its surface like tentacles, and the golden prohibition crackled for a while, so that she could not get rid of it at all.

"Wang Mo, you let me go, you can't be like this, I'm Ye Hanqing's savior!"

This yuan baby was Yuan Jiayi, screaming again and again, enduring the severe pain, and shouted to Wang Mo, who was looking at her.

"I think you pushed her into the fire pit, right?"

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth were cold, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

If Yuan Jiayi really rescued Shui Ruohan back then and treated her kindly, Wang Mo would definitely not treat her like this.

But over the years, Wang Mo walked from Great Xia to Tianhuo Prefecture, killed the Demon Domain, rushed to Tianfeng Prefecture, crossed the continent all the way, and arrived in Tianyun Prefecture.

What he saw and heard along the way, what Feng Wufang talked to him about in the Tianfeng Xuangong back then, until he met Hanyan and the woman who looked like Yang Shan'er appeared not long ago.

All of this made Wang Mo have a bad premonition in his heart.

"How is it possible? I brought her into the Cloud Pavilion, she worshiped under the door of the pavilion master, and the future is immeasurable, you are taking revenge on you!

Yuan Jiayi wailed and scolded angrily, venting the resentment in her heart, even if she wanted to explode, she was powerless to control her mana.

"Hmph, is it a revenge, wait for me to extract your soul, and I will find out after slowly searching!"

Wang Mohun said coldly and indifferently.

"Ahh

Hearing Wang Mo's words, Yuan Jiayi howled miserably, and a little gray mist around her body seemed to be pulled out.

"Photograph!"

Seeing this situation, Wang Mo's eyes flashed with coldness, and then he leaned forward with one hand, and saw a soft sound coming from inside.

The gray mist was in the midst of his grasp, and little by little it was scattered outwards and converged in his hands.

As the gray mist was pulled out, Yuan Jiayi's miserable howl became lighter and lighter, and finally turned into a ball and condensed in Wang Mo's hands.

Looking at the gray divine soul in his hand, Wang Mo did not hesitate to reach out his divine sense, invade into it, and search the memory in it little by little.

With the display of memories in the gray mist, Wang Mo also saw Yuan Jiayi's experience of cultivating so far.

The biggest drawback of this soul searching technique is that if you want to check a person's life, you must have a strong psychological quality, so as not to be disturbed by the memory in this soul, otherwise it is easy to affect your own state of mind and cause unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, it is impossible to find what you need directly from beginning to end, of course, the process is fast and slow, and you can pass by where you don't need to be detailed.

As time passed, Wang Mo, who was searching for souls with his eyes closed, gradually frowned.

In Yuan Jiayi's memory, from the bits and pieces since his cultivation in the Cloud Pavilion was all displayed in front of his eyes.

This woman's qualifications are not very good, just a simple three-line miscellaneous spirit root, it is said that it is impossible to reach the realm of the primordial infant, of course, this does not rule out obtaining a great opportunity to create and achieve the current sage position.

But this woman's ambition is not small, and she is unwilling to turn into loess for a hundred years, and secretly cultivates the secret art of the Demon Dao.

Although immortal cultivators have always talked to themselves about the right path and sneered at the Demon Dao exercises, whether it is a casual cultivation or a sect cultivation, there are people who secretly practice the secret methods of the Demon Dao.

This technique practiced by Yuan Jiayi is a kind of charm technique, and it was with this charm that she absorbed the vitality of men back then, so as to supplement herself and achieve the purpose of rapid cultivation.

And this kind of charm is also unique, not through ** mating to absorb vitality, but through a special means to extradite.

However, there is another major disadvantage of cultivating this kind of secret art, that is, it is difficult to break through to the realm of infants after the knot.

In this regard, Yuan Jiayi was also at a loss, and finally asked his master, Luan Lingyu, one of the five elders of Yunxiao Pavilion, for advice, and only then did he get two secret solutions.

That is, use a demon pill of a demon beast, combined with several heavenly and earthly treasures, to refine a spirit pill to neutralize the poison in the body.

And this demon beast is the snow silver fox that is born with the power of charm.

But the snow silver fox has always been a rare demon beast, where can I find it?

In the end, Luan Lingyu asked her to go to Great Xia to find Ye Wuya, who was also the special task of the sect and served as the sect leader in the Bichao Sect, and his identity was Bi Yunxin's father, Bi Tianya.

Because, many years ago, Bitianya and his wife had a snow silver fox demon pet, although the snow silver fox had long since fallen, but this was also the only news that Luan Lingyu could think of.