Zhao Shanhe and others subconsciously stayed away from Zhou Tong. This weird behavior was really disrespectful.

After all, we are all foundation-building monks, so we should pay more attention to our image.

When Zhou Tong saw it, he thought to himself: "Oh, let me go, what are these idiots pretending to be? Damn it, I'm just sitting here today."

These disdainful looks made him extremely unhappy. He simply ignored the surprised looks around him and sat on his horse. He even took out the melon seeds unique to Zhao and started to eat them.

This operation makes this rather serious battle of geniuses look like a monkey show for ordinary people watching.

High in the sky, Li Qianyuan's face looked a little ugly. As a golden elixir monk, not even the slightest disturbance around him could escape the eyes of these people.

Zhou Tong's strange behavior naturally attracted his attention.

"This little brat did such a shameful thing and wore my sect's clothes. I'm really angry."

Feeling the enlightened smiles of his comrades, Li Qianyuan's old face felt a little embarrassed. If no one was watching, he really wanted to slap Zhou Tong away.

"Haha, I made you laugh. This kid will be disciplined strictly after he returns."

"I think this junior is very free and easy. To cultivate immortality, it means cultivating to your heart's content. Fellow Daoist Li, please don't worry about it."

The monk from Lingjian Sect on the side smiled and said.

Li Qianyuan's face turned even darker when he heard this.

Zhou Tong's perception was so keen that he noticed someone watching him from above, and his heart was excited. When he looked again, what a good guy, Elder Li looked like he wanted to slap himself to death, which made him sweat.

In an instant, he no longer cared about watching the excitement and quickly put the pony away and said to Zhao Shanhe and the others: "Brothers, I suddenly remembered something else. Please take your time and take my leave."

After saying that, Zhou Tong left here quickly, ignoring the surprised looks from several people.

This move made Li Qianyuan stunned and frowned slightly.

"This guy's perception is quite keen."

After waiting far enough away, Zhou Tong let out a long sigh of relief.

"Do these people have some serious illness, so they can just sit on a small horse? It's simply unreasonable."

Zhou Tong complained that he couldn't stand the excitement anymore. When he didn't know where to go, he suddenly saw Xia Jingyin again.

"Damn, I didn't look at the almanac when I went out today."

As for Xia Jingyin, Zhou Tong has no idea of ​​contacting her.

If you come into contact with such a mysterious person, you will be in constant trouble.

The moment he saw the woman, he turned around decisively. As for what the woman was doing secretly, he had no interest at all.

With nothing to do, he was wandering around the city. Suddenly, a figure caught his attention.

"This guy seems to be one of the monks who entered the valley."

Zhou Tong's memory is extremely powerful now. Looking at the monk in the Qi Refining Stage, memories kept reappearing in his mind. He remembered that this guy was the Spirit Sword Sect monk who had the elixir stolen from him in the valley.

Seeing that he hadn't built a foundation yet, Zhou Tong guessed that this guy had failed to build a foundation.

Zhou Tong pretended to pass by him inadvertently, leaving no trace of his soul imprint on his body.

Then he found a hidden place, made sure no one was around, and used the disguise technique. When he walked out, he became a completely different person.

Following the guidance of the soul mark, Zhou Tong followed the monk from a distance.

Finally, at noon, the man left the city.

"Jie Jie Jie! Young man, you are really cooperating with me."

After the monk left the city, he walked with his sword.

Zhou Tong followed unhurriedly from a distance.

If you do something here, it will easily attract the attention of the great golden elixir monks in the city.

After flying for a while, the Spirit Sword Sect monk landed in a valley.

The man looked around and saw that no one was following him, so he entered a cave.

"There is actually a small magic array, which is a bit interesting."

Zhou Tong smiled and followed in concealing his aura.

"Li Niang, are you feeling better? I bought back the elixir, which will surely suppress your injury."

"Zhao Lang, I am a demonic witch and I don't deserve what you do."

"What is the evil way? I only want you to live."

"Alas! Zhao Lang, for my injury, you sold all the foundation-building pills behind my back. That's what you got in exchange for your life."

A woman's choking sound came from deep in the cave.

"You...you know everything?"

The man sounded a little panicked.

"Zhao Lang, how could I not know that if it weren't for me, you would have succeeded in building the foundation with your qualifications. Now that you have fallen to this point, I owe you a lot."

"Li Niang, as long as I can be with you, it doesn't matter whether I build a foundation or not."

Just as the two were performing a painful drama, a discordant voice suddenly appeared.

"Oh! Are you two chatting?"

The sudden sound frightened the two of them, and they didn't feel any breath at all.

Seeing the strange man in front of him, who was clearly in the Foundation Establishment stage, the monk surnamed Zhao turned pale and quickly protected the woman behind him.

Zhou Tong looked around, found a place to sit down, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, you two. Can this fellow Taoist from the Lingjian Sect give you the honor to sit down and talk."

The monk surnamed Zhao looked extremely nervous and raised his hands: "What do you want, senior?"

"It's a bit interesting. The five great disciples of the five great sects actually colluded with the demonic woman. If this matter is known to the Lingjian Sect, it will definitely be a fun thing worth seeing."

Zhou Tong looked at the two of them with a half-smile.

"Senior, it's none of Zhao Lang's business. I seduced him. If you want to kill him, come at me. Please let Zhao Lang go."

The woman knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged.

"Li Niang!"

The monk surnamed Zhao also knelt beside the woman.

Zhou Tong touched his nose in embarrassment. He looked like the legendary villain now.

"Okay, don't wail there. Young man from the Lingjian Sect, I have come here to confirm something with you. If the answer satisfies me, I can spare your lives."

The monk surnamed Zhao said: "Senior, as long as you let Li Niang go, I can agree to anything."

Zhou Tong nodded and said, "What's your name?"

"Junior, Zhao Wuji!"

Zhou Tong's mouth twitched imperceptibly when he heard this. This dick name sounds like a standard match for the protagonist. It is not comparable to his average name.

"Zhao Wuji, right? You have participated in the Luoyun Valley Secret Realm in front of you."

Zhao Wuji was stunned, not knowing why Zhou Tong asked this, and replied with some anxiety: "Junior did participate."

"Okay! Then you have met this person!"

As he said that, Zhou Tong threw him a jade slip, which contained a portrait of Yang Mancang that he drew based on his memory. He used the power of spiritual manifestation to closely sense the fluctuations of Zhao Wuji's soul. He could easily tell whether he was lying or not.

Zhao Wuji looked at the portrait carefully, shook his head and said: "This junior has never seen this person before."
Chapter completed!