Xiantu

A few months later, Venerable Nanming came to visit Song Mo again as agreed.

Song Mo has been in seclusion for more than two hundred years. He has been ignoring foreign affairs and concentrating on cultivation. He also wanted to inquire about what happened in the cultivation world in recent years from Venerable Nanming, so he welcomed him into his cave with great enthusiasm.

This cave was built by Song Mo at will, and the layout is very simple. He is only a person on weekdays, so he doesn't think much of it.At this time, there are guests coming, but I feel a little rude.He apologized: "The humble house is simple, and the hospitality is not good, please forgive me, Fellow Daoist Nanming."

Venerable Nanming smiled slightly and said: "I think fellow Taoist is not very old, he seems to be less than a thousand years old, but he has already achieved such a cultivation level. I was very surprised at first, but now I understand somewhat." He looked at the cave, He was full of admiration and said: "In such a simple and humble place, fellow Taoist is peaceful and calm. It can be seen that fellow Taoist is dedicated to the Tao and does not linger on external things. I have never seen such a strong will in my life. No wonder I have achieved such an achievement at a young age."

Song Mo was dumbfounded when he heard that, he was just too lazy to take care of the cave, and being praised by Venerable Nanming seemed to be an elegant thing.Apart from laughing and crying, he also knew that Venerable Nanming was deliberately befriending him, so he also complimented Venerable Nanming a few times.

After exchanging pleasantries for a long time, Venerable Nanming finally mentioned the purpose of his trip. He said, "I don't know what you plan to do next, fellow Daoist Lin. If you don't have a place to stay for the time being, you might as well come to my Sword Spirit Pavilion. My Sword Spirit The pavilion can be considered to be able to speak in the entire dry Yin sea area. Although the aura of the sword spirit island where the sect is located is not as good as those of the first-class sects, it can be regarded as second to none in the Shu Yuhai. It can be regarded as a paradise.”

From the previous conversation, Song Mo had already vaguely guessed what Venerable Nanming meant. Seeing that he did not beat around the bush, but directly invited him straight to the point, his goodwill greatly increased.But when he was just a Daoist of Huandan, he was already unwilling to join any sect and was bound. What's more, now that he has become a cultivator of the Purple Mansion, he is full of ambition and ambition, so naturally he is even more unwilling to join a mere sect. Therefore, he politely refused: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Nanming, for your kindness. I just came from a casual cultivator, and I am used to being free and unrestrained. I really can't bear the constraints of the sect. Please forgive me, fellow daoist."

Venerable Nanming felt a little regretful, but it was also expected, knowing that it would not be so easy to win over a cultivator from the Purple Mansion to join the sect, so he did not try to persuade him, but just smiled and said: "Since that is the case, then I will not force it. but

The invitation just now is also sincere. Nine months later, Sword Spirit Island will hold an exchange meeting, and many comrades will come to participate. If you are free, Lin Daoyou can also stop by to have a look.

Song Mo's heart moved, he had never participated in the exchange meeting between the Zifu venerables, this is such a good opportunity, but he can go and see it, so he wholeheartedly agreed.

After talking and laughing at Yan Yan for a while, Venerable Nanming saw that it was getting late, so he got up and said goodbye.Song Mo tried to persuade him to stay but to no avail, so Fang sent him all the way out of the cave.

There is still more than half a year before the exchange meeting on Sword Spirit Island, Song Mo doesn't plan to wait.There are several medium-sized cultivation islands between the small island where he is and Sword Spirit Island, and he plans to wander all the way there and buy some necessary items along the way.This retreat has been close to 200 years, and it is really boring. It is not bad to travel slowly in the mountains and rivers.

Having made up his mind, Song Mo tidied up the cave at will, took the important items with him, and set off.

The escaping speed of the Venerable Zifu was not comparable to that in the red pill stage. Rao Song Mo had deliberately slowed down. After just half a month, he came to the first medium-sized island, Lianyue Island.

Xiuxianfang City on Lianyue Island is very lively, and the island produces a kind of spiritual wine called Lianzhilu, which is brewed with thousand-year-old lotus. It is said to taste excellent and is very famous.

Song Mo had heard of it before and wanted to try it for a long time, and this time he finally got his wish.Before going to the island, in order to avoid causing a sensation, he deliberately restrained the spiritual pressure of the Zifu Venerable, and pretended to be an ordinary monk in the late stage of alchemy, and then swaggered on the island.

He casually entered a restaurant that seemed to have a good business. Song Mo asked for a private room on the second floor by the window, and then ordered the waiter to bring a pot of lotus zhilu and some appetizers.

The food and wine were brought up quickly, and Song Mo first picked up a few dishes with chopsticks. This dish was made of unknown materials, and each dish contained a faint aura, and it tasted very good.The aura contained in the dishes is actually negligible to Song Mo today, and basically has no effect, but he hasn't tasted the dishes for hundreds of years, so he ate a lot without knowing it, and then poured a glass of wine, slowly drinking.

Lianzhilu tastes slightly bitter when you first drink it, but it quickly transforms into sweetness with a delicate fragrance, and the taste is mellow and memorable.Although the taste is not as exaggerated as rumored, it is barely worthy of its expensive price.

Song Mo casually looked out the window while drinking.The location of this restaurant is chosen very cleverly, it is built next to a lake.The monks who go up to the private room on the second floor can enjoy the beautiful scenery by the window while eating delicious food and wine, which is quite interesting.

While enjoying this rare and pleasant time, in the private room next to Song Mo, some young monks came up at some point.Chatting and laughing loudly next door.

Although every private room has been soundproofed, how can it be hidden from Song Mo's spiritual sense.He couldn't help frowning, feeling a little uncomfortable being disturbed, but it was impossible to find trouble next door because of this.

After drinking the rest of the spiritual wine in one gulp, Song Mo was about to pay the bill and leave. At this moment, the words of a monk next door caught his attention: "Brother Zhang, didn't your Jin Luozong catch a man more than 100 years ago?" Is the demon cultivator with the blood of the ancient black raccoon beast known all over the world, why I recently heard that the demon cultivator is no longer in your Jin Luozong, but was rescued by the Haizuo Demon King."

Song Mo's heart trembled, and he immediately stopped in his tracks.

I only heard the monk surnamed Zhang reply: "Oh, don't mention it, I didn't know what happened at the beginning, after the demon cultivator was caught, the suzerain immediately ordered people to spread the matter, and then ordered our Jin Luozong to wait for it, no matter what happened. Pay any price to catch the person who came to rescue the demon cultivator. But in the end, our work was wasted, and we waited for many years, let alone people, and we didn't even see a hair."

"Then why was that demon cultivator snatched back by the Haiju Demon King?" Someone next to him asked curiously.

The monk surnamed Zhang said mysteriously: "Hey, this matter is still a secret even in our Jin Luozong, and I only heard it by accident. After I tell you, you must not publicize it."

Seeing that he spoke so mysteriously, the other monks were all aroused with curiosity, and urged the monk surnamed Zhang to speak quickly to ensure that they would not reveal it.

The monk surnamed Zhang probably got excited after drinking, and he felt that this was not a big deal. He was encouraged by everyone, cleared his throat, and said triumphantly: "Actually, the demon cultivator was not at all beaten by the demon king. The one who snatched it back was that when our suzerain performed the soul-searching technique on the demon cultivator, something went wrong, and the demon cultivator was dying. Later, even the master of Lian Xing Palace was alarmed, but he was helpless , Seeing that the demon cultivator would lose his wits if he didn't think of a way, so he had to be handed over to the Haiyu Demon King, so that he could save the demon cultivator's life."

As soon as the word "Search Soul" came to his ears, Song Mo's heart trembled, and there was a roar in his mind, and he almost couldn't stand still.The art of searching for souls is a forbidden art in the world of comprehension, because the recipient not only has to endure unimaginable pain during the operation, but also after the operation, at the slightest, the mind may be confused, the spirit will be completely lost, and at worst, the sea of ​​consciousness will collapse. , The soul flew away and died.

Thinking of the torture Mu Li had suffered before he knew it, Song Mo's heart ached so badly that he couldn't help but tremble all over.

When he heard someone inside asking why he wanted to save the life of the demon cultivator, Song Mo couldn't restrain himself anymore, he pushed open the door and rushed over.

The monk surnamed Zhang was talking happily with a group of companions, when he suddenly heard a loud "bang", and then he was picked up out of thin air, only to hear the coldness in the voice of the man, and asked word by word: "Where is the demon cultivator you mentioned just now?"

The cultivator surnamed Zhang only felt that he was out of breath due to the coercion coming to his face, and he said with difficulty: "...Senior, senior, please forgive me... That demon cultivator was taken away by the sea dragon demon king. In Tianliuhai..." Before he finished speaking, he felt his eyes go dark, and then he didn't know anything.