A few days later, Chen Mo and Si Meng come to the city where the eight wasteland academy is located, called the eight wasteland city. They walk on the street and look in all directions from time to time. Chen Mo finds that there is a big difference between the eight wasteland and the cultivation world. What they trade is the top grade spirit stone.

As for the intermediate and inferior Lingshi, they have been eliminated by the eight wasters.

In other words, the monks here are the worst. They all have Yuanying realm. In the realm of cultivation, they are all strong.

Many people are born with Yuanying cultivation. The reason is that the aura of heaven and earth here is very majestic. If you run the mental Dharma at will, there will be a strong aura sweeping into the body.

It can be seen that Chen Mo is indeed an ordinary monk.

"There is a long way to go in the future, the revolution has not yet been successful, and efforts are still needed." Chen Mo looks at Si Meng with a wry smile and touches his pocket. There are just three immortal stones left in his pocket. He hasn't eaten in a few days. Chen Mo is already very hungry. Looking at Si Meng, she is embarrassed and says, "Si Meng, you see, we've been in a hurry for a few days. We're very hungry. Next, we'll find an inn to fill our stomach, and then we'll go to Bahuang Academy."

"Well, let's find a funny place to eat first." Si Meng nods and smiles, and then takes Chen Mo into an inn. It's full of people, and there's a lot of noise.

"Have you heard? Two days ago, when Zhao Wuji came back from training, his eyes were blinded, and his life and roots were completely cut off. It's amazing to see him like that. The inner disciples of Tangtang Bahuang Academy were so miserable. "

"No? Zhao Wuji is still very strong. I heard that he is going to be an elite disciple of the Communist Party, but I didn't expect that he would be a man. "

"Well, I don't know who he offended. He's so clever, but no matter how bad he is, he's also a disciple of Bahuang Academy. It's said that his master, Taoist Qingtian, has begun to treat him. It may be difficult for him to recover his former style, but maybe he can still recover!"

There was a lot of discussion, which directly came to Chen Mo and Si Meng's ears. They did not expect that Zhao Wuji would return to Bahuang academy so soon. Maybe he also knew that he needed to rely on his master, Taoist Qingtian, to get treatment. In addition, it was hard to recover.

You know, the stronger the practitioners are, the stronger their resilience is, but some parts are doomed to be unable to recover, because this is not the natural material and treasure that can succeed, and it needs a certain amount of luck.

At that time, Chen Mo was cruel and merciless to Zhao Wuji, otherwise Zhao Wuji would not rise up to kill, which made Chen Mo and Si Meng almost die.

Find a seat to sit down, Chen Mo and Si Meng habitually silent.

After this period of time, they have a general understanding of each other.

Knowing that Chen Mo has just risen to the eight wastelands, Si Meng decides to take good care of Chen Mo, because it's absolutely evil that Chen Mo can cross the void with such strength, and it's good for him to cultivate it.

Moreover, Taichu Xuelian is swallowed by Chen mo. these treasures can not only cure the injury, but also improve the physique. Otherwise, Zhao Wuji will not pursue Si Meng for Taichu Xuelian.

The second child serves the dishes very quickly. The beautiful woman has a big appetite and eats like a hungry ghost. She doesn't notice other people's strange eyes at all.

In this month, Chen Mo has gone through too many ups and downs. First, he was caught digging, then framed and designed, and even nearly died in Zhao Wuji's hands.

This feeling of life and death makes Chen Mo numb to many things.

Si Meng looks at Chen mo. somehow, she feels that Chen Mo has a different style from other men. Facing the strong, she dares to face up to the confrontation and doesn't care about other people's eyes.

This kind of person works in a low-key way, but everything he does is not low-key. It's easy to attract other people's attention. People who understand him know his experience, and people who don't understand him will laugh at him.

This is not, the next table to see Chen Mo this eating, are showing superior posture.

"I don't know if this guy hasn't eaten for several days. Do you want to be so cruel?"

"But the woman around him looks a little familiar. How could she be like a disciple of the eight waste academy?"

Some people look at Si Meng, vaguely familiar with the meaning.

There are so many disciples in Bahuang academy, but the inner disciples are still easy to remember. Besides, Si Meng is still a beautiful woman. People who have met her will have an impression.

In a corner not far away, someone saw Si Meng and Chen Mo having dinner. They immediately took out the messenger crystal and injected a aura. The unknown power appeared in the space and shot at the eight waste Academy.

"Wuji elder martial brother, others think you are going to experience, but I, Xue Yun, know that you are going to pursue Simeng for the sake of Taichu Xuelian. Now you are injured, but Simeng talks and laughs with a boy. It seems that your plan is a failure."

Xue Yun is also an inner disciple.

He has a good relationship with Zhao Wuji. Seeing that Si Meng is intact, Zhao Wuji has made a big deal. It's not hard to guess that it must be the failure of seizing Taichu Xuelian that makes things so.

In Bahuang academy, the residence of the inner disciples, Zhao Wuji is lying on the bed, surrounded by a white haired old man. He is wearing a Taoist robe, and suddenly has a strong breath.

Looking at Zhao Wuji's blind eyes, the old man raised his old palm and slowly fell on Zhao Wuji's deep, emitting a holy light of healing ability, which made Zhao Wuji's painful face a little better, but he still bit his teeth and said: "master, I have a intuition that Si Meng and that boy are not dead, you must avenge for me, I want them to die without a place to die."

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

"Wuji, no matter who dares to hurt my apprentice, I want him to pay the price."

The corner of Taoist Qingtian's mouth is sharp.

Zhao Wuji is one of his most important apprentices. He is young and has reached the early stage of harmony. In time, Zhao Wuji will have the same height as him, but I didn't expect that someone would hurt his eyes and cut off his life and roots.

It's hard for a man to accept.

Taoist Qingtian vowed to find out Chen Mo and Si Meng, and then connect with the nine families.

Otherwise, what is his dignity.

Hum!

All of a sudden, Zhao Wuji's messenger crystal is shining. Taoist Qingtian immediately picks up the messenger crystal and sends a message to his mind.

Taoist Qingtian's face sank.

Zhao Wuji occasionally felt something and asked, "master, can you have information about Si Meng and that boy?"

"Yes, they are in Bahuang city." Taoist Qingtian said truthfully, and then added: "you are at ease to heal here. As a teacher, you will send Baishi to deal with them."

"Hum, I sent it to your door. It's just the same thing."

When Taoist Qingtian finished speaking, a peerless figure appeared in the space. The other person was fat, but he had a strong breath. Standing in the space, he stood up with a cold smile.

"Master, Baishi will catch them in front of you and let you be angry. Let them die."

"Go

When Taoist Qingtian waved his hand, Baishi's figure disappeared, as if he had never appeared before. The space was quiet, but Zhao Wuji's face was ferocious and terrible. He said in a cold voice: "Si Meng, elder martial brother Baishi, you will surely die, but that boy with bad eyes, I want you to live more than death.