The edge of the mine.

A barren land.

A little further, the trees are lush.

Hong Yuye stood at a high place, looking at the mine, and only slowly spoke after a while:

"There is nothing strange about the mine, but the terrain is a bit strange, the spiritual energy condenses but does not disperse, and the general trend does not come out.

is a good place. "

"Is this terrain useful?" Jiang Hao observed it carefully, but couldn't see anything.

Glancing at Jiang Hao, Hong Yuye smiled and said:

"Under the ore vein, there is a tomb.

It is not an ordinary tomb, and perhaps these people will never find it in their lifetime. "

Have a tomb? Jiang Hao was surprised and tentatively said:

"Shall we go down and see?"

Hong Yuye sneered, then turned to leave.

Looking at the other person's eyes, Jiang Hao felt that the woman in front of him was disdainful of this place.

"What is there to go to where the dead are?" Hong Yuye said slightly disgustedly:

"unlucky."

Hearing these words, Jiang Hao felt the power of Hong Yuye more and more.

Cultivation, knowledge, and mentality are all otherworldly.

It's just that sometimes it makes him feel weird. Such a person not only wants to rob the Tianxiang Daohua in his yard, but also takes the magic weapon that he scrapped.

While thinking, he forgot to keep up.

"Do you want to stay for mining?" Hong Yuye asked indifferently when she turned her head.

"No, I was admired for my senior's courage for a while." Jiang Hao followed in time.

"Are you going to lie?" Hong Yuye asked flatly.

"No." Jiang Hao responded.

Hearing this sentence, Hong Yuye stopped and looked at Jiang Hao.

For a moment she couldn't help but smile.

Seems to have heard something very interesting.

Jiang Hao was a little scared, but he could only bow his head.

Then a red light flashed, and they disappeared in place.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Hao came to Luo Yuan City, which should be the most prosperous and most populous city around.

It is also a city with many cultivators.

Jiang Hao and the others stayed here for four days, during which he sold some things.

Some magic weapons, as well as medicine pills.

Two thousand and five spiritual stones were obtained.

Including the original spirit stones, there are more than 14,700 in total.

In order to have the magic weapon at hand, Jiang Hao spent another three thousand seven to buy a long knife.

The craftsmanship of this knife is general, but the material is ok, Khijindan and foundation building.

The influx of ordinary Jindan power can also withstand it.

The blade lacks heaviness and strength, and its only advantage is durability.

It belongs to the inferior magic weapon of Jindan period.

But three thousand seven is also considered cheap.

Can use.

Going back to Tianyinzong to buy, there is not necessarily such a poor quality...

Fortunately, the style is not bad, the blade is dark red, and the blade is silver-white.

This knife has no name, so continue to inherit the name of Banyue.

After four days and nothing, Jiang Hao and the others went to other cities.

They stayed for a few days each time they passed a city.

Sometimes there are troubles, but Jiang Hao usually solves the troubles ahead of time.

Does not affect red rain leaves.

Halfway through, they bottomed out, and Jiang Hao could only "borrow" a little from a wealthy family with a very poor reputation.

Only then can you proceed to the next stop.

More than two months passed like this.

Jiang Hao thought about it, it has been two and a half months since he came out.

Within ten days, he must go back.

It's a pity that they didn't gain anything in the past two months. They walked through the city and visited various small sects, although there were some clues.

"Anti-God Evil God"

But it was already empty.

After Zuo Lan died, they either fled or were ordered to retreat.

During this period, Jiang Hao also studied new slate.

It is found that there is a public area for exchanging messages.

But temporarily unavailable.

After identification, it was found that Hong Yuye exerted influence in order to prevent the owner of the slate from being aware of the surrounding.

Although the opponent's means have been erased, the power of Hong Yuye has always existed.

It takes a while to subside.

Only then can the slate be used.

The identified functions are similar to the previous ones.

The specific effect has to be explored by oneself.

It's just that the slate has a public communication area, how does this feel a little familiar?

Jiang Hao didn't dare to jump to conclusions and waited to go back to study.

"This is the last city around, and other cities are very far away." Jiang Hao said, looking at the smaller city in front of him.

Hong Yuye was still wearing the orange and white fairy dress at this time, and did not take a shower during this period.

Jiang Hao felt that the reason why she took a bath last time might be that the secret language slate took some of her mind.

"Do you want to go back?" Hong Yuye asked softly as she walked ahead.

"Junior mission has a time limit." Jiang Hao bowed his head apologetically.

"Then you pray that your undercover agent can get useful information, otherwise..." Hong Yuye glanced back at Jiang Hao slightly, and said coldly:

"You know the consequences, right?"

Jiang Hao could feel the real coldness and lowered his head:

"meeting."

"After three days, if I don't find anything, I will send you back." At the end, Hong Yuye suddenly said:

"Do you want to know how many people are chasing your location during this period?"

Hearing this, Jiang Hao froze in his heart.

He was very curious.

But he didn't understand what Hong Yuye wanted to do.

For a while he didn't speak.

Hong Yuye didn't care about Jiang Hao's silence. She continued to walk forward, followed by a soft voice:

"A total of four groups of people tried to find you, and two of them did not spare any effort.

You don't like to be in the limelight so much, I didn't expect you to be very talented.

I thought you were transparent to anyone. "

"Senior is joking." Jiang Hao sighed.

There were actually four groups of people trying to find him.

This made Jiang Hao feel a lot of pressure, especially since he wasn't sure which gang of four they were.

The craziest ones should be the Tiansheng Sect and the Luoxia Sect.

Others are hard to say.

Maybe it was Xuan Tianzong and Tianhuan Pavilion~www.mtlnovel.com~ or maybe it was someone else.

But no matter who it is, he must avoid going out alone.

After returning, continue to practice.

Give him a hundred years, and the grievances can be resolved.

One thing to note, though, is that these people know that their location is difficult to pinpoint.

This is either with the help of an expert, or with a magic weapon.

It's better to make people feel that he has a magic weapon, rather than someone who can help him.

You have to find a reason first.

"Senior, does the secret language slate have the ability to cover where I am?" Jiang Hao asked suddenly.

"It's barely there. This slate is so special that few people can see it through." Hong Yuye replied casually.

Jiang Hao was relieved.

If you are noticed by the seniors of the sect, if you have no choice, you will push all the questions to the secret language slate.

As for the slate origin, it's easier.

Where are the opportunities?

After confirming this, Jiang Hao looked towards the city ahead.

Last stop.

In the past two months, in addition to looking for the secret language slate, he also found his stepmother and them.

Although I was sold at the age of five, I lived with them until I was five.

Even if they are not very kind to themselves.

But there is still the grace of nurturing.

He taught him to speak since he was a child, and occasionally taught him to write two words.

At the age of five, he was helpless in the Tianyin Sect, and depended on himself for everything.

It's much harder than being at home.

Seeing them again is a worry.

I just searched for two months, but there was no trace of them.

This is the last city that ordinary people can reach.

If they were still there, they should be in this city.

However...

not at all.

Three days later, Jiang Hao left the city.

He got nothing for three days.

At this moment, he thought of the worst possibility.