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Moxiu seemed to smile at the elder brother, and then the two started talking.

After all, those two people were both in the Nascent Soul stage, Wu Tang couldn't hear what they said clearly, and he didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to inquire lest they would find out.

"Can you hear what they are saying clearly?" Wu Tang was aroused suspicious, he never knew what the big brother and Moxiu were involved in, and seeing their happy conversation, it didn't seem that there was some old enmity. The look of you coming and going, seems to be doing some business.

Wu Tang was a little nervous and curious, but he was also afraid of rushing over, in case his elder brother was doing serious business, he would interrupt him.

It was okay for Wu Tang to turn his back to Wen Yanke just now, but when he turned his head, he found that the distance between the two was too close. Wen Yanke's breath brushed against his face, and his perfectly shaped thin lips were just two centimeters below his eyes. outside location.

"They are discussing the location of the spiritual vein." Wen Yanke's voice was very low, and because they had the function of concealment charms on them, they were not worried about being heard by others.

Wen Yanke's chest vibrated slightly because of her words, and Qingjun's protruding Adam's apple was right in front of Wu Tang's eyes.

At this moment, Wu Tang really felt that their posture and distance were too ambiguous - he was actually sitting on the man's lap, and he was almost in his arms.

He almost regretted that he had so rashly agreed to Wen Yanke to be at his mercy for a month.

No matter how Wu Tang thought about it, he felt weird, as if it was at this moment that he really realized what he said before.

As a man, he wants to be so close to his junior who is also a man.

Wu Tang was so brilliant that she couldn't even hear what Wen Yanke said very clearly.

He was a little hesitant, and he wanted to repent and take back his previous sentence.

"Senior brother?" The senior brother spoke again, his eyes full of trust, and he smiled softly seeing Wu Tang's dazed expression.

Wu Tang raised his head, it was the first time he saw his junior brother smiling, his eyelashes drooped, his eyes were a little red, and he couldn't say what he wanted to regret.

It was as if he regretted rejecting Wen Yanke at this moment, that he had done something terrific to bully others, this feeling made him unable to utter a word.

Wu Tang gritted her teeth and clenched her fists and said nothing, it was only a month.If he couldn't bear it even for a month, how would he practice in the future?How could he mention the words of protecting himself and his parents?

"Brother, did you hear what I just said?" Wen Yanke took a panoramic view of Wu Tang's struggle, like a hunter luring prey into a trap, smiling harmlessly calmly.

I'm sorry for making his senior brother struggle so much, and he didn't want to use this method to deceive his senior brother, but only at this moment when he saw his senior brother's expression of being entangled only because of him, he finally felt a sense of being deceived by Wu Tang. The feeling of staring at and putting it in his heart, even Wu Tang's slight frown, gave him a warm feeling in his heart.

"Huh? Say it again." Wu Tang came back to his senses, his body was still a little stiff.

Wen Yanke was watching Wu Tang's reaction while repeating the conversation between the elder brother and the demon cultivator.

"They are discussing how to mine spiritual veins."

Spiritual veins in the world of cultivating immortals are rare, and most of them are controlled by various aristocratic families and sects of cultivating immortals.

Generally, the larger and more aura-rich spiritual veins are controlled by the upper-level sects of cultivating immortals, and Luo Jinzong is one of them.

However, the less and less spiritual veins are mined, and various sects are always looking for new spiritual veins. Some of the unmined spiritual veins are distributed in various secret realms or deep in the nests of monster groups, and the cost of mining is extremely high.Therefore, once there is a spiritual vein that is convenient to mine, it will be scrambled by various sects.

"Is there a spiritual vein here?" Wu Tang was puzzled.

But even if there is a spiritual vein here, Wu Tang can't think of why the elder brother would discuss it with Moxiu.

For a long time, the relationship between decent and demonic cultivators was not to say that they were at odds with each other, but they were also in conflict.

If there is really a spiritual vein that is big enough to discuss with Moxiu, then this matter must be of great importance, maybe it is an excellent spiritual vein, Wu Tang can't even imagine why he has to discuss it with Moxiu.

Is this his elder brother's own idea, or the sect's will?

Wu Tang suddenly felt a little cold on the soles of his feet, no matter which one of the above answers, it shows that there is a secret relationship between their sect and Moxiu.

Although senior brother Wu Tang is the direct disciple of the elder of Formation Peak, he has always regarded himself as the leader of the generation of young disciples.Therefore, he often circled around Master Wu Tang, and only his master followed suit.

If this matter is really related to his master, then why did his master agree to let him come to Mangshan Mountain, or with Wen Yanke?

The more Wu Tang thought about it, the more confused he became.

This is the world outside the formation, and the sky was getting dark gradually. Wu Tang couldn't tell how long they had been here, so he just took out two more hidden talismans, and set them on fire for himself and Wen Yanke.

Wu Tang stared at the conversation between the two in the teahouse without blinking, and saw that his elder brother's expression became more and more cold, and finally picked up the sword on the table, and drew his sword against the demon cultivator on the opposite side.

And the demon cultivator on the opposite side also sneered, and a crowd of demon cultivators rushed up from the depths of the teahouse.

Wu Tang looked familiar, it seemed to be the team of demon cultivators they followed before.

As soon as this group of demon cultivators dressed in black came out, they immediately attracted the attention of many monks around them, and many people surrounded them.

With the tip of Wu Tang's eyes, he glanced at the faces of the surrounding people, and saw several faces in the crowd, all of whom were disciples of various famous schools.

And those demon cultivators seem to be not afraid of being seen by others at all, as long as they are dressed in black and the black air around them can be seen at a glance as demon cultivators.

Even though he was surrounded by well-known and upright disciples, he didn't restrain himself at all, and just confronted the elder brother so carelessly.

But the elder brother seemed to be prepared, and a group of monks rushed out behind him. Wu Tang looked very familiar at a glance, they were all his fellow disciples.

It's just that he is not so familiar with him, and he disdains to be with him, the second generation ancestor, but a fellow disciple who often practices with the elder brother.