A few days later, Chen Mo and Si Meng came to the city where Bahuang Academy was located, called Bahuang City. Walking on the street, his eyes looked around from time to time. Chen Mo discovered that Bahuang was very different from the cultivation world. They used top-grade spirit stones in their trading.

As for medium-grade spirit stones and low-grade spirit stones, they have long been eliminated by the Eight Desolates.

Moreover, there are few middle-grade and low-grade spirit stones in the Eight Desolations. In other words, the cultivators here are the worst at all, and they are all powerful people in the cultivation world.

Many people have the cultivation of Nascent Soul as soon as they are born, because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is very majestic, and when the mind method is freely activated, the rich spiritual energy will be swept into the body.

From this we can see that Chen Mo is indeed an ordinary monk.

"The road ahead is long and the revolution has not been successful yet, and efforts are still needed."

Chen Mo looked at Si Meng with a wry smile and touched his pocket. There were three fairy stones. He had not eaten for a few days. Chen Mo was already very hungry in his stomach. He looked at Si Meng and said embarrassedly: "Miss Si Meng, look, we have been on the road for a few days and we are hungry for no meals. Next, we will find an inn to fill our stomachs, and then go to Bahuang Academy."

"Okay, then go find a funny meal first."

Si Meng nodded and smiled, then took Chen Mo into an inn. It was crowded with fish and dragons, and the noise was endless.

"Have you heard of it?

Zhao Wuji returned from training two days ago, his eyes were blinded, and his life was broken. He looked so pitiful. The inner disciple of Bahuang Academy was so miserable."

"No way?

That guy Zhao Wuji is quite strong. I heard that he was preparing to be an elite disciple, but I didn’t expect that this happened. Now I can’t be a man.”

"Hey, I don't know who he offended. He is so pitiful. But no matter how bad he is, he is still a disciple of the Bahuang Academy. I heard that his master, Taoist Qingtian, has started to treat him. It may be difficult to restore his former glory, but it may be possible to recover!"

The crowd was talking loudly, and it was directly heard by Chen Mo and Si Meng. The two of them did not expect that Zhao Wuji would return to the Bahuang Academy so soon. Maybe he knew that if he wanted to treat, he needed to rely on his master Qingtian Taoist, and it was difficult to recover.

You should know that the stronger the cultivator, the stronger the recovery power, but some parts are destined to be unable to recover, because this kind of success is not something that can be achieved by heaven and earth treasures, and it also requires a certain amount of luck.

At that time, Chen Mo was cruel and ruthless to Zhao Wuji and showed no mercy. Otherwise, Zhao Wuji would not have fought to kill, which almost killed Chen Mo and Si Meng.

After finding a seat to sit down, Chen Mo and Si Meng habitually said nothing.

After this period of time, the two have already had a rough understanding of each other.

Knowing that Chen Mo had just ascended to the Eight Desolations, Si Meng decided to take good care of Chen Mo because with Chen Mo's strength, he was definitely a monster and it would be good for him to cultivate it.

Moreover, Taichu Xuelian was swallowed by Chen Mo. Such treasures can not only heal injuries but also improve physical fitness. Otherwise, Zhao Wuji would not have chased Si Meng for Taichu Xuelian.

The waiter quickly served the dishes, delicious food and beautiful women, which made Chen Mo's appetite wide open and swallowed it voraciously, like a hungry ghost reincarnated, and did not notice other people's strange eyes at all.

In the past month, Chen Mo has experienced too many ups and downs. He was first arrested for mining, and was framed by others, and even almost died at the hands of Zhao Wuji.

This feeling of experiencing life and death made Chen Mo feel numb to many things.

Si Meng looked at Chen Mo. For some reason, she felt that Chen Mo had a different style from other men. She dared to face the strong and did not care about other people's eyes.

Such a person does things in a low-key manner, but he does not do anything low-key, which can easily attract others' attention. Those who understand him know his experience, and those who don't understand him will laugh at him.

Look, when Chen Mo saw this eating look on the table next door, he showed a superior attitude.

"I wonder how many days this guy hasn't eaten, should he be so cruel?"

"But the woman next to him looks a little familiar, why do you look like a disciple of Bahuang Academy?"

Someone looked at Si Meng with a faint sense of familiarity.

There are countless disciples of Bahuang Academy, but the inner disciples are still easy to remember. Moreover, Si Meng is still a beauty, and anyone who has seen her will have an impression.

In the corner not far away, someone saw Si Meng and Chen Mo having dinner, immediately took out the messenger crystal and injected a stream of spiritual energy. An unknown force emerged in the space and shot towards the Bahuang Academy.

"Senior Brother Wuji, others think you are going to train, but I, Xue Yun, know that you are going to chase Si Meng for the purpose of Taichu Xuelian. Now you are injured, but Si Meng is chatting and laughing with a boy. From this point of view, your plan is failed."

Xue Yun is also an inner disciple.

He and Zhao Wuji have a good relationship. Seeing that Si Meng is intact, Zhao Wuji has something big to do. It is not difficult to guess that it must have failed to seize Taichu Xuelian, so that things will be like this.

At Bahuang Academy, the residence of the inner disciples, Zhao Wuji was lying on the bed, beside him was a white-haired old man. He was wearing a Taoist robe and suddenly had a strong aura.

Looking at Zhao Wuji's blind eyes, the old man raised his old palm and slowly landed on Zhao Wuji's depth, emitting a healing holy light, which made Zhao Wuji's painful face improve a little, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Master, I have a sense that Si Meng and that kid are not dead yet. You must avenge me. I want them to die without a place to bury me."

After hearing Zhao Wuji's words, the old man also looked angry.

"Wuji, no matter who it is, I will pay the price if I dare to hurt my disciple."

The Qingtian Taoist's mouth was filled with sharp expressions.

Zhao Wuji is the apprentice he valued the most. He has already reached the early stage of Hedao at a young age. In time, Zhao Wuji will have the same height as him. But he didn't expect that someone like Zhao Wuji would hurt his eyes and kill his life.

This is something that is unacceptable to a man.

The Taoist Qingtian vowed that he must find Chen Mo and Si Meng and then implicate the nine clans.

Otherwise, where is the dignity of the Qingtian Taoist?

Buzz! Suddenly, Zhao Wuji's messenger crystal radiated light, and the Qingtian Taoist immediately picked up the messenger crystal, and a message came into his mind.

The face of the Qingtian Taoist dimmed.

Zhao Wuji felt something and asked, "Master, is there any information about Si Meng and that boy?"

"Yes, they are in Bahuang City."

The Taoist Qingtian said it truthfully, and then added: "You can heal your wounds here with peace of mind, and the teacher will send Bai Shi to deal with them."

"Hmph, it was actually delivered to the door, and it happened to be solved together."

After the Qingtian Taoist finished speaking, a peerless figure appeared in the space. The other party was fat but had a strong aura. He stood proudly in the space, with a cold smile rising from the corner of his mouth.

"Master, Bai Shi will definitely be able to capture them in front of you and let you vent your anger on behalf of Junior Wuji, making them want to die."

"Go!"
Chapter completed!