Ye Chuyang tentatively walked through the wooden door of this dilapidated room, and cautiously put one foot in.

There was no movement.

It should not have been found.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he put half of his body through again.

Now you can see what's inside.

The inside of this dilapidated house is not like its appearance, which looks like it could collapse at any time. On the contrary, although the interior layout is simple, it reveals a kind of nobility.

The windows on all four sides were closed, and the outside light was blocked by thick silk curtains.

The light in the room is dim, and there is a luminous pearl that provides light emitting a faint light.

There are various emerald boxes on the mahogany table, and some are made of warm jade, all of which are worth a lot of money before the end of the day.

There are silk threads floating on the roof. These threads are arranged according to certain rules, and they seem to be of great use.

Several pieces of talisman paper were attached to the bottom of the silk thread, and the red cinnabar shone brightly, showing that the talisman paper had been activated.

The person covered in a black cloak was busy at the table, holding several different medicinal materials in his hands, a flame ignited in his palm, and he was concentrating on practicing medicine.

Ye Chuyang couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, and already sighed in his heart, this man's heart is really big, knowing that someone is spying outside, and without knowing whether the other party has gone away, how dare he make alchemy?

Are you not afraid of being disturbed by people outside?

Or is he absolutely confident in his own strength?

Ye Chuyang, who was only half squeezed in, preferred the latter.

This person's strength should be very powerful, which can be proved from the fact that he can feel his breath.

He is a ghost now, and ordinary people can't see him, let alone feel him from far away.

In this situation, among the people Ye Chuyang knew, only Peng Qingyan could do it.

and many more! !

Ye Chuyang suddenly realized that the people in this room were so sharp, and only Peng Qingyan could do this. Doesn't this mean that the other party's abilities are not much different from Peng Qingyan's?

There is not much difference in ability from Peng Qingyan, such people are very few, the only one Ye Chuyang knows is - Mo Qingjian.

In fact, there is also Peng Qingyan's master, that strange old man.But you can tell by looking at your hands that the person in this room is not an old man.

If it was Mo Qingjian...

He summoned himself yesterday! !When calling oneself, what is the problem?

Ye Chuyang frowned and thought.

He was saying, saying...

... By the way, how can I get what he wants! ! !

Want something?It must be wanting but not getting it, so to ask a strange pen fairy must be very important to him.

Perhaps, Peng Qingyan could give him the answer to this question.

Both of them know Taoist techniques, and there is something that Mo Qingjian can't get, and it is very likely that it has something to do with it.

Ye Chuyang was just stuck in the middle of the door of the room, rubbing his chin and thinking about the problem, completely ignoring whether this state was right or not.

He analyzed it for a while, and when he decided to go back, he told Peng Qingyan about it. When he came back to his senses, he saw that Mo Qingjian had finished refining. With a flick of his wide sleeve robe, the box on the table opened automatically, and the contents inside It is controlled and falls in every corner of the room.

There were all kinds of things in those boxes, including precious jade, animal bones, and some strange things that Ye Chuyang couldn't recognize.

After landing, blue lights lit up on the ground, forming a circular and complicated formation in series.

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