Dongfang Mo's mind appeared in the scene of going to Taiyi Dao Palace with Xing Wu to enter the palace gate.

They traveled through mountains and rivers and went through several months, and finally arrived at the first ordinary city at the foot of Taiyi Daogong Mountain, Niujiao City.

In Niujiao City, the two of them were the same as many mortals who wanted to worship in Taiyi Dao Palace, and they got together to find out how Taiyi Dao Palace screened their disciples.

Coincidentally, there was an old storyteller in the inn at the beginning. He was sitting on a high stool and talking, slowly explaining how Taiyi Dao Palace selected disciples.

Because Dongfang Mo also made a living by storytelling, and the image of old storytelling being greedy, he was deeply impressed by him.

And he saw the leisurely old man before, wasn’t it the old storyteller back then?

But the old storyteller is clearly a mortal, so why does he appear in the distant East China Sea now?

You should know that even he had been here after all difficulties, so he was shocked before and showed a look of seeing a ghost.

Seeing that the old storyteller's figure had already been submerged in the crowd and was about to disappear, Dongfang Mo hurriedly called the servant, not caring about the price of a pot of spiritual wine and ten thousand spirit stones. After paying the 100,000 spirit stones, his figure shook and disappeared directly from the window.

After standing on the street, he immediately galloped towards the direction where the old storyteller had left.

Fortunately, after only a few breaths, he saw a figure with his hands in front of him with his back on his back.

At this point, he paused and stopped instead. Because he suddenly remembered that he did not know this person. If he had come forward for no reason, would he be a little presumptuous?

But he was extremely surprised. After a moment of contemplation, the spiritual sense between his eyebrows rolled forward with a "buzzing" sound, and instantly covered the old storyteller.

If his actions were on weekdays, it would be a bit inappropriate, but this place is the Nether Island of the East China Sea, so there is no need to worry too much.

When his spiritual sense enveloped the old storyteller, he saw that the old storyteller's body seemed to be fixed, and then his whole body began to tremble.

Old Storyteller slowly turned around, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and saw a slender Taoist priest standing behind him.

"This... this former senior, what advice do you have?" He said tremblingly.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Mo's recording was strange. Because he recognized the old man in front of him, it was indeed the old storyteller of that year.

But strangely, he clearly sensed that the old storyteller was actually a fifth-level Qi refining cultivator, not a mortal.

"Can he hide his identity as a monk and deliberately mingle among mortals?" Dongfang Mo guessed in his heart.

However, he immediately thought that this person was not idle and had nothing to do. Moreover, if he had the cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi Refining, he wanted to cross the Western Regions to the Eastern Region, and then from the Eastern Region to the East China Sea. This is probably impossible.

Thinking of this, his thoughts quickly turned, and in a moment, he had two explanations that could be made.

One is that what opportunity did Old Storytelling have before coming from the distant Western Regions to the East China Sea.

The second is that this person is not at the Qi Refining Stage Cultivation Stage, and his real strength may be so high that he cannot see through it. He is very likely to be a cultivator in the Infant Realm, and he will never be an ordinary Infant Realm.

Dongfang Mo is sure to immediately have the second explanation for these two explanations.

Because the probability that the first type can occur is too small, so small that it is impossible.

But if it is the second type, if this person is a cultivator in the Infant Transformation Realm, why would he hide his strength and even pretend to be in a fearful and terrified expression when he sees himself?

The more I think about it, the more evil Dongfang Mo feels.

This caused him to swallow what he had just reached his mouth and then say something like "It's nothing."

After throwing this sentence, he turned around and walked quickly towards the rented cave, leaving only the old storyteller that was confused by the monk.

However, as Dongfang Mo's slender figure disappeared into the crowd, Lao Shushu realized his reaction, was so scared that he was shocked and immediately trotted towards the opposite street, as if the soles of his feet were covered with oil, and disappeared in a flash.

Dongfang Mo looked gloomy all the way, and there must be some secrets in this old storyteller. But if the other party was really a cultivator in the Infant Realm, with his cautious personality, he would not provoke him to death. This is also the reason why he deliberately made an excuse before and left immediately.

Soon he returned to the cliff where the cave was located, and he waved his hand and shot out a light of inspiration, which penetrated into the stone gate of the cave. Soon, the gate slowly opened with a rumble.

Dongfang Mo stepped into it and saw Ling Yi sitting at the stone table, holding half a piece of talisman in his hand and looking around. At this time, his face was extremely pale, and the dark spots on his skin became more and more active.

"Huh? You're the only one?"

Ling Yi looked at Dongfang Mo's return and placed half of the talisman close to his chest without any trace. Then he looked behind him, and asked in confusion.

Hearing his words, Dongfang Mo also looked at him suspiciously. Then, the two of them reflected at the same time and looked at the stone house where Xia Qingyi was.

Dongfang Mo thought Xia Qingyi should be with Ling Yi, but now it seems that this is not the case.

After Ling Yi opened the stone gate, he saw that Dongfang Mo and Xia Qingyi were gone, so he naturally thought that this woman had gone out with Dongfang Mo.

The truth is that neither of them knew that the woman had already left alone.

After a little thought, the two felt that this woman could not do anything else without saying goodbye, and the place was still on Nether Island, with crises everywhere.

Then the two thought of some possibility at the same time. After looking at each other, Dongfang Mo showed a smile on his face, and Ling Yi showed a hint of embarrassment.

So Dongfang Mo sat in front of Ling Yi, suppressed the storytelling matter, and heard him ask:

"Brother Ling has any questions about the bitterness on Jie's body?"

Hearing this, Ling Yi shook his head with a wry smile.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo sighed slightly in his heart. It seemed that this poison was indeed difficult. But he had no choice but to help him even if he wanted to help.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered what he had heard in the restaurant before, and turned to Ling Yi and said with a righteous expression: "Xiaodao actually had a question in his heart for a long time, and he wanted to ask Brother Ling to solve his doubts."

"Oh? Brother Dongfang is just saying anything." Ling Yi said.

"The path is not covered up. Brother Ling knows whether the specific reason for the war between major forces in the Eastern Region."

"Haha, it's okay to tell Brother Dongfang now. It's because someone instigated it, which led to the war in the Eastern Region." Ling Yigao smiled unfathomablely.

"What? Who has this ability? You must know that all major forces are not stupid. How could they start a war when they are provoked?" Dongfang Mo was shocked.

"It is precisely because the major forces are not stupid that the cultivators in the Infant Realm did not take action." Ling Yi said again.

Hearing his words, Dongfang Mo narrowed his eyes and thought to himself that the war in the East Region was in full swing, but he could not see the monks in the Infant Realm. Then he continued, "Who is trying to provoke it?"

Hearing this, Ling Yi hesitated for a moment, but finally glanced around and lowered his voice and said:

"Brother Dongfang has heard of the demon clan."

"Hiss!" Dongfang Mo felt stormy in his heart, and he thought that this matter was indeed related to the demon clan, so he said again: "Does Brother Ling know the reason?"

"This is also what the young actor is curious about." Ling Yize shook his head.

Just as Dongfang Mo was about to open his mouth and continue to ask what, the stone gate suddenly opened with a rumble.

Xia Qingyi, wearing a long palace dress, walked in slowly.

"Hey, Brother Ling, Brother Dongfang, you are all here."

The woman saw Dongfang Mo and both sitting at the stone table, quickly took off the cloak from her head, revealing a handsome face.

"Where have you been?"

Seeing the woman returning, Ling Yi's expression immediately became a little serious and looked at her and said tepidly.

"I... I went to the island to inquire to see if I could find a way to detoxify Brother Ling." Xia Qingyi paused and finally said truthfully.

Dongfang Mo had long guessed that this woman would probably answer like this, so she was not surprised. Instead, she looked at Ling Yi next to her with a joking look on her face.

Ling Yi, whether intentionally or unintentionally avoided Dongfang Mo's gaze, looked at Xia Qingyi and continued: "The island is full of crises, so I will not be as an example."

Upon hearing this, Xia Qingyi's heart suddenly felt warm, and a little blush appeared on her face. It seemed that the haze of her family's death had finally dissipated a little.

"Then have you found any good recipe for this trip?" At this time, Dongfang Mo on one side looked at the woman and suddenly asked.

When Xia Qingyi heard his words, her expression immediately dimmed, and it was obvious that she had no gains.

But as the woman seemed to have thought of something, she looked up at the two and said, "Although Qingyi has not found a way to detoxify Brother Ling, Qingyi learned that there will be a huge auction on the Nether Island in two months. At that time, many treasures will appear at the auction. Maybe Brother Ling's detoxify method can be found in it."

“Auction?”

Dongfang Mo and Ling Yi looked at each other, and then Ling Yi said, "The auction you mentioned should be a regular trading conference held every three years in Netherworld Island."

“Trading Conference?”

Xia Qingyi was obviously a little confused about this word, but then she continued: "It should be, but Qingyi heard that this auction is different from the past. Due to the war in the East Region, many casual cultivators will come to the East China Sea in a short time, and the auction will inevitably be unprecedentedly grand."

Hearing the woman's words, Ling did not speak immediately, but instead beat the stone table rhythmically, falling into thinking.

In fact, he was already planning to start with the auction, but after hearing Xia Qingyi's analysis, he was even more excited about the auction.

But what he was worried about was that the bitterness on his body was getting deeper and deeper, and he didn't know when it could be delayed. After all, the auction will have to wait for a month.

Thinking of this, he said:

"The auction will not start in two months, so you can go and check it out. But the most urgent thing is that if you want to see someone somewhere, you can stay here, I will be back soon."

As he said that, Ling Yi picked up the mask on the table and put it on his face, got up and walked slowly towards the cave.

"Brother Ling, where are you going?" Xia Qingyi hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Ling Yi paused and explained: "When I came here, I heard that there was a monk on the island who was good at alchemy. Now he wanted to try his luck. Although he did not have the hope that he could detoxify me, if that person was still there, he should have a way to suppress the bitterness on Xiaosheng's body, because I was afraid that the bitterness would be completely broken out in less than two months."

"But you are so weak now, how can Qingyi feel at ease to let you leave alone?" Xia Qingyi showed a concerned look.

"Forget it, Xiaodao is idle, so let's go with Brother Ling."

Ling Yi was about to say something, but at this time, Dongfang Mo stood up.

"Along the way, I have been taken care of by Brother Dongfang, so how dare I ask you to help you again? Don't worry, no one on this island dares not give the fairy of Netherworld, and the young actor will be fine."

Ling Yi waved his hand and signaled him not to use it.

Seeing Ling Yi politely rejecting, Dongfang Mo couldn't say anything more, so he sat down again.

"Then let Qingyi go with you."

However, Xia Qingyi immediately blocked in front of him and bit her lip and looked at him.

Seeing this, Ling Yi was a little helpless, but he finally nodded.

Just as the two opened the door of the cave and were about to leave, Dongfang Mo looked at Ling Yi and suddenly spoke:

"Brother Ling, actually Xiaodao thinks you can go and visit the Fairy of Netherworld. If you have enough conditions to impress her, I think with her great perfect cultivation in the Infant Transformation Realm, you may have a way to deal with the bitterness on you."
Chapter completed!