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Zhao Shanhe and the others subconsciously stayed away from Zhou Tong. This kind of strange behavior is really out of place.

Everyone is a foundation-building cultivator, so you should pay more attention to your image.

Zhou Tong looked at it and said in his heart: "Oh, I'll go, what are you pretending to be, damn it, I'm sitting here today."

These disdainful eyes made him extremely unhappy, and he simply ignored the surprised eyes around him, sat on the mat by himself, and even took out Zhao Guo's unique melon seeds and started to eat them.

This operation makes this rather serious Tianjiao fight look like ordinary crowd watching monkeys.

In the sky, Li Qianyuan's face was a bit ugly, as a big Jindan cultivator, the disturbances around him could not escape the eyes of these people,

Zhou Tong's strange behavior naturally caught his attention.

"This brat, doing such a shameful move and still wearing the clothes of this sect, really makes me angry."

Feeling the enlightened smiles of those comrades, Li Qianyuan's old face couldn't hold back. If no one was watching, he really wanted to slap Zhou Tong away.

"Hehe, I made everyone laugh. This son will be strictly disciplined after he returns."

"I think this junior is very free and easy. As for cultivating immortals, you just cultivate according to your heart's desire. Don't be fooled by Li Daoyou."

The monk of Spirit Sword Sect smiled and said.

Li Qianyuan's face turned darker when he heard this.

How keen Zhou Tong's perception was, when he noticed that someone was watching him from above, he felt a thrill in his heart, and when he saw it again, good guy, Elder Li looked as if he wanted to shoot himself to death, which made him break out in cold sweat.

In an instant, he lost his mind to watch the excitement and hurriedly put away the little horse, and said to Zhao Shanhe and the others: "Brothers, I suddenly remembered something, take your time, and I will leave."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Tong left here quickly, ignoring the surprised gazes of several people.

Li Qianyuan couldn't help being taken aback by this move, and frowned slightly.

"This kid has a keen sense."

Zhou Tong let out a long sigh of relief when he was far enough away.

"Are these people suffering from some serious illness, and they just sit on a small horse? It's unreasonable."

Zhou Tong complained that the excitement couldn't be over, and when he didn't know where to go, he suddenly saw that Xia Jingyin again.

"Damn, I didn't read the almanac when I went out today."

Regarding Xia Jingyin, Zhou Tong had no intention of contacting her at all.

This kind of mysterious character will cause constant trouble when contacted.

The moment he saw this woman, he turned around decisively. As for what this woman was doing furtively, he was not interested at all.

With nothing to do, he was wandering around the city, when suddenly, a figure caught his attention.

"This guy seems to be one of the monks who entered the valley."

Zhou Tong's memory is extremely powerful now. Looking at the monk in the Qi refining period, memories kept coming up in his mind. He remembered that this guy was the monk of the Spirit Sword Sect who was robbed of the elixir by himself in the valley.

Seeing that he hadn't established his foundation yet, Zhou Tong guessed that this guy must have failed to establish his foundation.

Zhou Tong pretended to pass by him inadvertently, leaving a soul imprint on his body without any trace.

Then he found a hidden place, and after confirming that there was no one around, he cast a disguise technique, and after he walked out, he became a completely different person.

According to the guidance of the soul imprint, Zhou Tong followed the monk from a distance.

Finally, at noon, the man left the city.

"Jie Jie Jie! Young man, you are really cooperating with this old man."

After the monk left the city, he walked with his sword.

Zhou Tong unhurriedly followed from a distance.

Doing it here will easily attract the attention of the Golden Core cultivators in the city.

After flying for a while, the monk of the Spirit Sword Sect landed in a valley.

The person looked around, saw no one was following him, and entered a cave.

"There is actually a small phantom array, which is a bit interesting."

Zhou Tong smiled, and followed in with a concealed breath.

"Li Niang, are you better? I bought back the elixir, which will surely suppress your injury."

"Zhao Lang, I'm a demon girl, I'm not worthy of you."

"What is the right way of the devil, I only want you to live."

"Hey! Zhao Lang, because of my injury, you sold the Foundation Establishment Pill behind my back. That's your life in exchange for it."

A woman's sobs could be heard from the depths of the cave.

"You...you know everything?"

The man's tone was a little flustered.

"Zhao Lang, how could I not know, if it wasn't for me, with your aptitude, you would have succeeded in building the foundation. Now that you have fallen to this point, I owe you too much."

"Li Niang, as long as I can be with you, it doesn't matter whether I build a foundation or not."

Just as the two were putting on a bitter scene, a discordant voice suddenly appeared.

"Oh! Are you two chatting?"

The sudden appearance of the voice terrified the two of them, and they didn't feel any breath at all.

Seeing the strange man in front of him, he was in the Foundation Establishment stage, the monk surnamed Zhao turned pale, and hurriedly protected the woman behind him.

Zhou Tong looked around, found a place to sit down, and said with a smile: "You two don't need to be nervous, can this fellow Taoist of the Spirit Sword Sect show you some face and sit down and talk."

The cultivator surnamed Zhao looked extremely nervous, cupped his hands and said, "What do you want, senior?"

"It's kind of interesting. The disciples of the five great sects actually colluded with the demon girl. If this matter is known by the Spirit Sword Sect, it will definitely be a commotion worth watching."

Zhou Tong looked at the two with a half-smile.

"Senior, it's none of Zhao Lang's business. I seduced him. If you want to kill him, come at me. I beg you to let Zhao Lang go."

The woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged.

"Li Niang!"

The monk surnamed Zhao also knelt beside the woman.

Zhou Tong touched his nose in embarrassment, now he looks like the legendary villain.

"Okay, don't cry there, boy of the Spirit Sword Sect, I have something to confirm with you this time, if the answer satisfies me, I can spare your lives."

The monk surnamed Zhao said: "As long as seniors let Li Niang go, this junior can agree to anything."

Zhou Tong nodded and said, "What's your name?"

"Junior, Zhao Wuji!"

The corners of Zhou Tong's mouth twitched imperceptibly when he heard the words. This dick name is standard for the protagonist, and it is not comparable to his ordinary name.

"Zhao Wou-ki, right? You have participated in the secret realm of Luoyun Valley in front of you."

Zhao Wou-ki was stunned, not knowing what Zhou Tong was doing with this question, he replied with some trepidation: "This junior indeed participated."

"Okay! Then you have seen this person!"

As he said that, Zhou Tong threw him a jade slip, which contained the portrait of Yang Mancang he had drawn from his memory. He used the Ouija technique to closely perceive the fluctuations of Zao Wou-ki's soul, and he could easily tell whether he was lying or not.

Zhao Wou-ki looked at the portrait carefully, shook his head and said: "This junior has never seen this person before."

The soul fluctuates normally, and Zhou Tong is sure that this person is not lying.