Walking on the stairs, he could clearly feel the unique presence of the mo weapon under his feet. This feeling was extremely strange.
[Collection Art] was not a high level yao art, but when used in this place, it had a special effect.
The yao were large clans, but the Council of Elders was the highest authority of the yao. But in the mo, the factions were divided, and the strong rose together. Powerful heroes led their families to rule over an area.
A large Demon Clan troop was slowly making its way over. It was common to see yao in the mo territories, but it was rare to see such a large group of yao. There were many mo experts guarding the two sides of the troop. Zuo Mo muttered inside. Was this a yao envoy?
Zuo Mo couldn't help but sigh. Such a large force.
Zuo Mo raised his eyelids to look at the other. His heart shook. This person had approached silently like a ghost. If it wasn't that Zuo Mo's senses were much sharper than normal people, he would have had a hard time detecting it.
Zuo Mo and Ceng Lian 'er exchanged a look and were slightly shocked.
The charging grey shadow smashed into a wall of lightning. Countless bolts of lightning shot out like silver snakes. Countless bolts of lightning swallowed the grey shadows until nothing was left.
For Zuo Mo, a yao art like the [Collection Art] that was not a high grade could form a yao art with just a thought.
At the end of the stairs, an old person was already waiting.
"Hm! [Celestial Pole Lightning Hoop]! "
If this was any other time, he would not have any wariness and would have attacked to kill. But recently, Ji Li Yu's group had caused a ruckus. The old matter of the yaomo alliance could not help but be brought up again.
The grey shadow that he had stopped seemed to be made from a ball of mist. Its figure was very similar to that person, but its features were very blurry. While they were as fast as lightning, in Zuo Mo's eyes, he could still find that their movements were slightly stiff.
Feng Xin Zi's gaze immediately darkened. A Heng saw this. An imperceptible smile flashed across his mouth but then disappeared. "Brother Feng, let's go, we will not return until we are drunk!"
Ceng Lian 'er's eyes immediately lit up. Just this staircase was enough to show how powerful Rare Artifacts Hall was.
The entrance to Rare Artifacts Hall was very ordinary, and even slightly old. It looked like an ordinary little store that did not have any of the presence of the top store in Bu Zhou City.
But the commotion created by Ji Li Yu's group once again caused the problem of the relationship between yao and mo to be placed in front of people. At such a sensitive time, the sudden appearance of a yao expert caused A Heng to be slightly wary.
It was the first time Zuo Mo encountered such a unique mo physique. He couldn't help but feel interested.
The Tang Family's style of doing things was peaceful, and they attached great importance to the development of the territory. Thus, they were deeply respected by the people of the territory.
At this moment, the other grey shadows had already pounced forward. Although their movements were slightly stiff, the killing intent they exuded was not the slightest bit fake.
But since he was here, Zuo Mo decided to go in and see. When they crossed the threshold, the scene in front of them suddenly changed.
Could it be that the Tang family was going to form an alliance with the demon race?
The three would follow the shopkeeper's suggestion and come to Rare Artifacts Hall.
This person was not old, and his clothes were exquisite. With one look, one could tell that he was a person of great status. The other party's face was brimming with a sunny smile, giving off an amiable feeling.
"Who are you?" The incomer looked interestedly at Zuo Mo and asked curiously, "I heard that the Sky Pole Lightning Ring was lost a long time ago. I hadn't thought that someone would know it. Interesting."
But then he snorted coldly. His figure suddenly became blurry. In this moment, he split into six doppelgangers that turned to six grey shadows that leapt at the three from all directions.
Feng Xin Zi looked at Zuo Mo.
Zuo Mo and the other two went into several stores but did not find anything. A kind-hearted shopkeeper said honestly that the items they sold could not reach the level of the White Ridge Snake Bones and suggested that they go to Rare Artifacts Hall to take a look.
Zuo Mo raised his head in shock. Had someone recognized them?
When Zuo Mo's [Collection Art] was used, A Heng frowned. Yao!
Feng Xin Zi, Zuo Mo was sure he had heard this name somewhere before, but no matter how hard he thought, he could not remember.
The Ji Family Young Master was about to speak when A Heng glanced at him. The icy gaze caused the Ji Family Young Master's curses to shrink back. A smile came back onto A Heng's face. "Of course."
"Hm!" A hint of shock flashed across A Heng's face.
A blinding silver ring of light!
At this time, Zuo Mo's gaze saw the Ji Family Young Master who was hurrying over. He instantly understood what was going on. An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "This one does not have any objections."
These mo weapons of different styles were lined up in parallel to form a staircase made entirely of mo weapons.
Yao!
A Heng's expression changed. "So Sir is Feng Xin Zi, sorry for the disrespect! I heard that among the younger generation, Brother Feng is fully deserving of being a leading figure. "
Seeing the [Collection Art] was effective, Zuo Mo's fingers moved and a few more Collection Arts enveloped the grey shadows.
He then stopped. However, there was one thing he was sure of. Feng Xin Zi was extremely powerful. Zuo Mo noticed that Feng Xin Zi had come from that yao troop. Right now, Zuo Mo only wanted to focus on cultivation and did not want to be drawn into any conflict. So he did not hesitate in refusing Feng Xin Zi's invitation.
Finishing, he took A Gui and Ceng Lian 'er and left on his own.
This thought flashed through Zuo Mo's mind but he quickly threw it to the back of his mind. The alliance between the Tang Family and the yao had nothing to do with him. He was just making a short stop in Bu Zhou City and naturally would not worry about this.
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"I am Feng Xin Zi." The youth smiled.
"Sir is?" A Heng had a slight smile on his face as he looked thoughtfully at the other.
Yao arts couldn't just be used in battle, they also needed to be improved and were suitable to be used at this time.
His upper body did not move at all as he pulled A Gui. His entire body seemed to be stepping on ice as he slid backwards. His movements were elegant and free. Ceng Lian 'er silently followed behind. Her movements seemed to become even more unpredictable as though she was a shadow that was constantly changing.
Feng Xin Zi sneered and said, "My insignificant abilities are not good enough to be seen in public. What conflict do you two have? Why don't you give this one face and each take a step back? "
Right at this moment, an incomparably sharp aura suddenly filled the entire street.
Feng Xin Zi was overjoyed. "Great! They say that no discord leads to friendship. Now that the two of you have turned hostility into friendship, how can we not go drink such a good matter? "
He was filled with helplessness. The more he did not want to encounter something, the more he encountered it. Feng Xin Zi was the leader of the guards in Ji Li Yu's group. He was a famed expert of the yao and his power was unfathomable. A Heng did not have the confidence to win.
A sunny smile came back onto Feng Xin Zi's face. "Alright!"
His hand was slightly open and his fingers danced in an unique rhythm. His hand suddenly produced an astounding suction force. A grey figure was covered by the suction force and instantly froze.
It was the first time Zuo Mo had seen such a high standard for this yao troop. Bu Zhou City was the territory of the Tang Family. The most famous expert of the Tang Family was called Tang Chen. He ruled multiple jie with his mo marshal power. The Tang Family was a family with a long history. Their history could be traced back to the thousand year war.
A clear voice suddenly sounded. A Heng's heart shook. He had not detected this person's approach. He turned his face. When the other's appearance entered his eyes, he was shocked again. Yao!
Zuo Mo shook his head. "My apologies, this one still has matters to attend to and cannot find the time. Please forgive me."
The other's movements were unusually smooth and had instantly escaped his lock. He rarely encountered a situation like this.
At this time, Zuo Mo's other hand rose and drew a circle in front of him.
Zuo Mo's hairs stood on end when this kind of cold cruelty was hidden in a sunny and warm smile.
The society of the yao and the mo were completely different.
The relationship between yao and mo was very close, and it was common for the two races to marry. However, compared to the frequent interactions between the people, the attitudes of the officials were not so harmonious. However, because the two races had a common enemy, they could maintain the same stance on the big picture. Of course, this was directly related to the fact that the mo were divided and lacked a true king.
Hiss-crack!
A Heng had a smile on his face. "Since Brother Feng has said this, then this little brother has no problems."
A Heng's pupils suddenly contracted. Such a powerful yao art!
"Go, let's go and see where we can buy White Ridge Snake Bones," Zuo Mo put down his thoughts and said to Ceng Lian 'er.
Each of these mo weapons were general level. Any one of them would be valuable items on the market. But in this place, they were just used as stairs for people to step on.
Zuo Mo's three power techniques were first class mo skill, second class yao arts, and third class spells. His spells were too weak, and not powerful enough to use against enemies. His mo skill was the highest, and it was enough to use against enemies. However, he had lost a chance to fight in real combat. The improvement he gained from real combat was even more evident than usual cultivation.
Seeing Zuo Mo unexpectedly use yao arts, Ceng Lian 'er instantly understood and perceptively did not act. A Gui seemed to understand the situation and silently allowed Zuo Mo to pull her along and did not act.
However, Zuo Mo did not respond. While the other looked friendly, Zuo Mo felt a thread of dark and cold presence from the other. This thread of dark and cold presence was extremely faint and was hidden deeply. However, Zuo Mo's six senses were different from normal people. He was extremely sensitive to dangerous presences. This thread of dark and cold presence gave him a feeling of great danger. It was like a snake curled up in the darkness, cold and cruel.
The Ji Family and the Tang Family were usually at peace with each other, and even the marriage between the two was being actively promoted. However, it was a taboo to cross borders to kill. If they were the slightest bit careless, the two sides could easily turn hostile.
Mo weapons of all shapes and sizes floated in the air in front of him. Each mo weapon had completely different presences, some warm, some explosive, some dark and cold … …
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