Seeing Dongfang Zimo leaving like this, Yaoyu immediately followed him.
"Goodbye Mr. Su, thank you for the gift." Yaoyu turned around and thanked her, then pulled Hu Qian away.
Su Yi just showed a faint smile, and his face gradually darkened after seeing the three people leaving.
The three of them found an attic in the street where monks could practice, and rented three practice rooms.
"Let's rest here for a while. I will call you when we leave. These elixirs can help you form elixirs, and you can take this opportunity to retreat and break through." Dongfang Zimo said, turning his hands into palms and holding several bottles of elixirs.
Medicine and a wooden box appear above.
"Hehe! I knew Zimo was the best to me! Then I'm welcome!" Yaoyu knew from the aura emanating from the wooden box that the elixir inside was extraordinary, and she happily accepted it.
Hu Qian was secretly envious from the sidelines.
Yaoyu seemed to have thought of something, and said with a somewhat tactful expression: "Sister Hu Qian takes care of me in every possible way. Without her, I don't know how many times I would have perished. It's a pity that I am short of money and have never had a suitable elixir."
To repay sister Hu Qian, now that I have these elixirs, I can repay my sister."
Yaoyu said, trying to give Hu Qian all the pills in her hand.
"How can this happen? Sister Yaoyu is so embarrassing to my sister. You and I are sisters, so it is natural to help each other." Hu Qianyu was startled, then covered her mouth and smiled.
"No! My sister has spent so much of her heaven and earth treasures for me. Senior Zimo said that these elixirs can help me form an elixir. Even if I form an elixir later, I can't see my sister still in the middle stage of foundation building."
Yaoyu said, looking at Dongfang Zimo intentionally or unintentionally.
"Okay, okay, Miss Yaoyu, don't make fun of me. Fellow Daoist Hu Qian, this pill can help you break through the realm in front of you." Dongfang Zimo's face was full of black lines, so he had to take out another wooden box and hand it over.
Gave it to Hu Qian.
"This..." Hu Qian's face was slightly red, and she lowered her head shyly.
"Since it is a great gift from Senior Zimo, sister Hu Qian, just accept it." Yao Yu grinned playfully and stuffed the wooden box into Hu Qian's hand.
"Junior, thank you, Senior Dongfang, for this elixir." Hu Qian was flattered and bowed, but when she raised her head, she found that Dongfang Zimo had already disappeared.
"Sister, let's go too." Yao Yu appeared in front of Hu Qian with her head tilted and smiled.
"Well, thank you sister." Hu Qian covered her mouth with a smile and left with Yao Yu.
In a training room.
At this moment, Dongfang Zimo was sitting cross-legged on the futon. He patted the storage bag and several rays of light flew out to form a barrier, covering the entire room.
A ray of fire flew out from the spirit beast bag, landed not far ahead, and turned into a three-foot-tall unicorn.
"Thank you for your hard work these days, Tianbao, please come out and get some fresh air." Dongfang Zimo said with a slight smile.
Tianbao squatted on the ground and yawned. Apparently he was called out by Dongfang Zimo from his sleep.
Seeing his appearance, Dongfang Zimo felt funny in his heart. He flicked his sleeves and robes, and bags of spirit animal feed flew out. Suddenly, a fragrant aroma filled the whole room.
When Tianbao, who was still a little sleepy at first, saw this, his eyes that were narrowed to a slit suddenly opened wide, and he excitedly rushed towards a bag of feed.
Looking at Tianbao's picture, Dongfang Zimo smiled bitterly again, then ignored it, took a pill and entered a meditative state.
Half a month later, Dongfang Zimo slowly opened his eyes, a pair of starry eyes shot out a ray of light, and the aura on his body was stronger than before.
Dongfang Zimo released his spiritual consciousness and scanned the training rooms of Yao Yu and Hu Qian. He found that they were all tightly closed, and they were obviously still immersed in seclusion.
After Dongfang Zimo thought for a moment, he pinched his fingertips, and a transmission note appeared in front of him. After whispering a few words, it turned into a ray of light and flew out of the door.
After leaving Zhang Chuanyuan for Yaoyu, Dongfang Zimo left the training room.
After leaving the attic of the palace, Dongfang Zimo jumped into the air and flew slowly in the low sky.
Although there are air restrictions in Qingfeng City, for Dongfang Zimo Jindan's later cultivation level, this restriction does not have much impact on him.
Dongfang Zimo held a jade slip in his hand and murmured solemnly: "Wanshitang..."
Putting away the jade slip, Dongfang Zimo ran away at full speed and soon disappeared into the horizon.
Ever since he separated from Yang Cheng, Dongfang Zimo has been thinking about the whereabouts of Yang Cheng. However, due to the vast terrain of the southern sky, he had no way to find it, so he had to go wherever he went to find it.
However, when he came to Qingfeng City, Dongfang Zimo accidentally learned that there was a force in the city that organized the "Wanshitang" that specialized in handling various difficult matters for the monks. Of course, as long as a sufficient price was paid, all matters would be easily handled, even if
He would not hesitate to assassinate the Yuanying monks.
After escaping thousands of miles away, Dongfang Zimo came to the majestic palaces rising from the ground, with large flags fluttering in the air and three golden characters "Wanshitang" embroidered on them.
There is a dense flow of people here, and there are many escaping lights flying in and out of the air. Most of them are monks who come to Wanshi Hall to do business.
Dongfang Zimo glanced at these people with a look of surprise on his face.
Among these monks, there were several Nascent Soul monks, riding on monster beasts with eight-headed dragon beasts and horses, and passed through the archway with great fanfare.
The rest of the monks have the lowest level of cultivation, and they are also Golden Core monks, and there are only a few in the foundation building period, which is almost negligible.
Dongfang Zimo flew into the archway with suspicion and came to a bustling golden hall, which was dozens of acres wide and contained thousands of people.
Dongfang Zimo glanced around in confusion and saw all the monks lining up in front of rows of huts. There were ten huts in total. Each house covered an area of 100 feet, which was astonishing. Moreover, there were two Jindan monks in the house.
The people who were sitting in charge were all in the middle to late stage of cultivation, and they were obviously receiving these monks who came to Wanshi Hall to do business.
However, there were also some monks who did not have to queue there. Instead, they were greeted by the smiling faces of several servants of the foundation-building monks and taken to another palace and pavilion.
Those who were taken there were either dignitaries or Nascent Soul monks.
Just when Dongfang Zimo was in a daze, a strange voice suddenly came from behind him.
"I wonder what you are doing here at Wanshitang?" A middle-aged man wearing an apricot robe, a jade crown, and a golden streak between his eyebrows said as he stared at Dongfang Zimo with narrowed eyes.
"Junior wants Wanshitang to find someone, who is senior?" Dongfang Zimo noticed the aura of the middle Nascent Soul stage emanating from this person, and he was surprised and bowed his hands.
"I am Elder Tang of Wanshitang Hall. Since you are here to do business, come with me." The man in apricot robe frowned slightly and looked at Dongfang Zimo before walking towards the back door.