Yang Chengji's visit basically showed the attitude of the Demon Lord of the Ghost Square. The Buddhist sacred objects are no longer in Mo Tiange's hands. The two of them are worthless to the Demon Lord of the Ghost Square. Since Yang Chengji didn't say anything, they shouldn't be in trouble anymore.

Mo Tiange breathed a sigh of relief, but he was not completely relieved. She still had a sword on her body, and she had to hide her traces as soon as possible before others knew about it.

Nie Wushang also understood this and seized time to teach her some of the art of change clothes, and also circulated her image of the image of the image of the image of the image. The so-called image of the image of the image is actually an illusion. Such a skill can even be hidden from high-level monks, but Nie Wushang said that since it is a magic, it can be cracked. Although she can be called high-level monks, it may not be able to hide it from the Yuanhou cultivator.

For this reason, Nie Wushang specifically told her that it would be best to learn the art of changing clothes as soon as possible, the most crude method, and the least easy to crack. If she could dress up vividly, it would be useless no matter how strong the spiritual sense of others was.

Mo Tiange responded one by one, then said goodbye to Nie Wushang and quietly left Guifang City.

Of course, the so-called quietness must have known the Demon Lord of the Ghost Square, but she is useless now and no one comes to stop her.

He left Guifang City openly, fled hundreds of miles eastward, and entered the complex mountains of Beilin Kingdom. There were neither outstanding spiritual veins nor rich demonic energy here. Except for a small number of low-level monks, there was no people.

Mo Tiange carefully observed behind him and found no trace of others. Then he entered the Xutian Realm and pretended according to what Nie Wushang said.

I stayed in the Xutian Realm for several days, and even if someone really followed me, I should have left. Mo Tiange left the Xutian Realm.

At this time, she was already a young scholar.

Although Nie Wushang said that her illusion technique could not hide from the monks of the Yuanhou, Mo Tiange still used illusion technique. First, her body was shorter than Nie Wushang, which destined that she was easily suspicious when dressed as a man, and dressed as a woman basically did not achieve the effect; second, she had a hidden spirit pendant on her body, and this thing was not necessarily hidden from high-level monks with illusion technique.

Besides, the Yuan Hou monks are rare, with only four or five in Tianji. Even if there are more than ten in Yunzhong than Tianji, at most, they will only have ten. How can they encounter them at will? As long as she does not reveal the incident of Fusheng Jian, she will not see her even if she wants to see others.

After the illusion, Mo Tiange swaggered out of the Beilin Kingdom Mountains and entered the market.

She did not hide her cultivation. Although the Jindan monk is also a high-level monk in Yunzhong, it is not rare. In this way, it can also avoid disturbances from low-level monks.

When he returned to Dongtang Kingdom, Mo Tiange randomly chose a town near the sea to inquire about Antarctic Island.

Sure enough, few people knew about Antarctic Island. After asking many people, a monk who had just returned from the Arctic Island told her that Antarctic Island had sunk. The news was consistent with that of a few years ago. It seemed that the miracle had not happened, and Antarctic Island really disappeared.

Mo Tiange was mentally prepared for this and was not too frustrated. He quickly cheered up and continued to inquire about the news.

In fact, when she was inquiring about the news, she could go to Jiuyan Sect and ask Ling Yunhe for a question or two when she was collecting debts from him. Or, she went to Baifu Mountain, the Southern Zhou Kingdom, and asked the Venerable Wuming for advice. However, the incident of Fusheng Jian made her dare not reveal her identity rashly, and she could only put the matter aside for the time being.

Deepwater City is a small town located on the North Sea. In terms of size, it is only slightly larger than ordinary towns. In terms of power, there is only a small and medium-sized sect with an early-stage Nascent Soul monk around it. But this small town is very prosperous because it is located just by the North Sea, facing the Arctic Island across the sea.

No matter how rich the place is, the teleportation array is always too expensive for low-level monks, so traveling across the sea became their choice.

There are a large number of low-level sea beasts in the waters near Deepwater City, so some low-level monks hunt animals nearby for a living.

Relying on these low-level monks, Deepwater City gradually flourished and became a small market for demon pill trading on the North Sea.

Over time, even some high-level monks who were too lazy to go to the Arctic Island would go to Deep Water City to hunt for some special demon pills.

The teahouse in Deep Water City is particularly lively today.

What kind of town is the same, most of the monks coming and going. Small cities like Deepwater City will not have many monks with Killing Dan or above like some big cities. On weekdays, only foundation-building monks are in charge, and occasionally a Killing Dan monk will come to collect demon pills, which will be lively.

But today's grand occasion is not the same as before, because the monks who make alchemy receive demon pills.

"Brother, let go, let go." A young man on the fifth level of Qi Refining squeezed in from outside the teahouse and shouted to the monk in front, "Borrow, let go."

The monk who stood in front of him was unwilling to get out of the way and said, "Brother, come first and then come!"

The young man blinked and puzzled: "I said, brother, it will only take a while to identify the demon pill? You have been around here for a long time, aren't you just watching the fun?"

"Demon Pill?" The monk was surprised, "I said you didn't find out clearly, right? This time I didn't come to collect the Demon Pill!"

"Ah?" The boy was confused. "Isn't there just now that a senior Jiedan came to our deep water city? Didn't he collect demon pills, or did he do it for why?"

In a small city like Deepwater City, there are no high-level monks who stay here. Those high-level monks either just pass by or come to collect special demon pills, with no exception. If you really want high-level demon pills or hunt high-level sea beasts, they are directly teleported to the Arctic Island, who will run to Deepwater City?

Before the monk could answer, someone next to him interrupted, "I said, fellow Taoist, have you not asked for anything before you come? This senior is here not to collect demon pills, but to collect strange stories."

"Ah?" the young man was surprised, "What's going on? Strange things?" No wonder he was so surprised. When he first heard about this, everyone reacted like this. Which high-level monk is not busy for cultivation? What strange things are strange things? What's the use of listening to it?

"This senior said that he collected these strange stories to explore some secret places. Some things are not surprising alone. If they are all collected together, they may find some wonderful places. His cultivation has reached a bottleneck, so he traveled around and collected strange stories, hoping to find some clues from them, which may help him get out of the bottleneck."

"So that's how it is." The young man suddenly realized and touched his head and said, "These seniors with high cultivation really think more clearly than us."

"Isn't that? If this senior hadn't said it, I'd never thought about it!" The monk agreed before. After chatting about these few words, they got closer to each other. The monk pulled the young man forward and said, "Let's listen here. This senior is generous. Just tell him some rumors and ask for elixirs and spirit stones. If someone asks for advice, he won't refuse. Let's listen next to him, maybe there will be something to gain."

The young man nodded: "Of course." As he said that, he pushed one of the jade bottles to him, "This bottle of elixir was taken during the Qi Refining Period. This bottle is worth about 180 spirit stones, but it is of equal value. You should take it."

"Thank you, senior, thank you." The man grabbed the jade bottle, put it into Qiankun's bag, and thanked him repeatedly.

The young man waved his hand and said, "Go." Then he said, "Is there anyone else?"

"I! I!" The man's experience made some low-level monks who were just watching the fun come over. This senior has a kind temper and generous move. If he could exchange some spiritual stone pills with him, he would make a fortune!
Chapter completed!