Yang Bo withdrew his gaze. He felt that his eyes were burning with pain, as if his eyeballs were pierced.
He held his head and did not dare to make any sound.
It wasn¡¯t until the brilliance in his eyes flowed and all the brilliance disappeared into his eyeballs that Yang Bo felt a little relieved.
The city was completely silent, no one dared to speak, and the chirping of insects and birds had disappeared.
Yang Bo hid in the room, not daring to say anything. He did not expect that spying on the saint would lead to such a punishment.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Yang Bo felt that his eyes had recovered a lot, but they still felt stinging. He took out a mirror and took a look, and his expression changed drastically.
Because he saw that his eyes were red, as if they were burned by fire.
If you investigate, it will be easy to find his abnormality.
Fortunately, Thunder Fire City did not investigate.
A few hours later, the saint's tribulation was over and everything returned to calm.
There is a flow of people on the street again, and everyone is going out of their homes to breathe fresh air.
For the next two days, Yang Bo did not go out until the redness in his eyes disappeared, and then he walked out.
When Yang Bo stared at the saint, the saint was fighting against the calamity and had no energy to locate Yang Bo, so he attacked indiscriminately, causing the city to shake.
If that blow fell on Yang Bo, he might not have a chance to escape.
Sitting in the teahouse, Yang Bo ordered a pot of tea and listened to the chatter of people around him, hoping to get more information.
"When a saint is going through a tribulation, someone dares to spy on him. I'm so impatient!"
"I heard that if there were not descendants of the saint in Thunder Fire City, the saint would have destroyed this city!"
"There are many mysteries about saints. It is normal for some people to want to spy on them. Why didn't we find that person later?"
"I don't know. This time the saint passed through the tribulation and suffered great damage. I heard that 60% of his spiritual power was lost!"
"With such a huge loss, wouldn't it be true that many treasures of heaven and earth will emerge next, and Thunder Fire City may not be at peace!"
"After these few days of growth, the treasures of heaven and earth should be mature. We must rush there as soon as possible!"
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Yang Bo couldn't help but frown when he heard these discussions. He was curious, why did the saint lose his spiritual power every time he passed through the tribulation?
"Every time the losses are so huge, are you trying to repay other monks?"
Why does the Saint's Tribulation occur? Is it to suppress the Saint? If so, what is the meaning of becoming a Saint?
The situation in the Holy World confused Yang Bo. He felt that he had too many things to puzzle over!
At this time, Yang Bo suddenly raised his head. He looked forward and was startled because a female cultivator in white was sitting opposite him.
Yang Bo could tell that the female cultivator¡¯s appearance had changed greatly after being transformed. The other cultivator had reached the late stage of the Immortal Realm and was much better than him!
??The female cultivator Zhenshou Emei, with a stunning face and graceful appearance, sat opposite Yang Bo with a smile on her face, "How do you call this fellow Taoist, I am Mu Weiyu!"
Yang Bo looked at the other party, "Cui Yibo!"
Mu Weiyu stared at Yang Bo, "I see that Fellow Daoist is alone, very lonely, making his own decisions and sitting opposite Fellow Daoist Cui. You shouldn't be surprised, right?"
"Fellow Daoist Cui, where are you coming from and where are you going?"
Yang Bo could clearly see that the faces of the tea guests sitting around were visibly nervous. It was obvious that this woman's identity was unusual.
Yang Bo was sitting opposite, and he could even clearly feel that there was a powerful aura on the other side, and this aura came from the blood!
This is the descendant of the saint!
He still remembered that someone had just discussed that because there were descendants of the saint in the city, the saint did not destroy Thunder Fire City.
So, it should be Mu Weiyu!
Yang Bo said: "Friend seeker, since you are sitting opposite me, you must have guessed it, so why bother asking these questions?"
Mu Weiyu chuckled, "Sure enough, where you come from is really surprising!"
"Fellow Daoist Cui, I want to talk to you in detail. You come with me to Cuiwei Pavilion!"
Mu Weiyu¡¯s unquestioning tone made Yang Bo uncomfortable, but he also knew that the other party had a special status and there was a saint here. If he attacked rashly, he might not be able to escape.
Yang Bo stood up and followed the other party away.
As soon as Yang Bo and Yang Bo left here, the tea house that was already completely quiet suddenly started to boil.got up.
"Oh my god, who did I just see? That person must be the witch, right?"
"Did I say anything bad about her just now? I shouldn't, right?"
"Who is that young man? Why did the witch take a fancy to him? What abilities does he have?"
"The young man's cultivation is not high, but his appearance is not bad. Could it be that the witch is interested in him and wants to marry him?"
"Getting married into a wife? This is impossible. I have wanted to get married for a long time, and she agreed!"
"You are like this, and you still want to get married, you are talking nonsense!"
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Yang Bo couldn't hear the voice behind him because everyone had to wait for him to evacuate before they dared to speak. Therefore, he didn't know that Mu Weiyu was called a "witch".
Soon, Yang Bo and the two came to a lake hundreds of kilometers away. In this lake, there was a manor, which Mu Weiyu called Cuiwei Pavilion.
Yang Bo could feel that there was no saint or Da Luo Jinxian in the manor, so he followed him in with peace of mind.
The two of them were sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, surrounded by rippling blue waves and the spring breeze blowing on their faces, making people feel happy.
Yang Bo looked at the other party and said, "Fellow seeker, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Mu Weiyu laughed, "Fellow Daoist Cui, what is your real name?"
"Isn't your surname Cui?"
Yang Bo said: "What my last name is, it doesn't matter!"
Mu Weiyu stared at Yang Bo. Seeing his reaction, she didn't care. She continued: "I got news from the Five Elements Alliance. You should be two fellow Taoists who came together. Why are you the only one?"
Yang Bo shook his head, "He is nearby."
"Friends, I don't think it's necessary to test these things. If you want to know anything, just say it!"
The expression on Mu Weiyu's face became serious. She stared at Yang Bo, "I want all the information about the lower world!"
"Please introduce the situation in the lower realm!"
Yang Bo said: "There is a fee!"
Mu Weiyu stared at Yang Bo, "I am at the late stage of the Immortal Realm and you are at the peak of the Immortal Stage. Are you qualified to negotiate terms with me?"
¡°Don¡¯t forget, this is Cuiwei Pavilion, this is my territory!¡±
Yang Bo's face was calm. He stretched out his right index finger, placed it on the table, and slid it gently.
"In the pavilion in the center of the lake is a stone table. The stone table is made of the finest Qingming stone, which is extremely hard. But where Yang Bo scratched it, a straight crack appeared!
Mu Weiyu¡¯s expression changed drastically because she had already felt the breath of the original power.
"This is the original power of the Golden Law. How can you have the original power?"
"How can you control the original power with your cultivation level?"
Yang Bo did not respond to the other party, "I have a purchasing service here, do you need it?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com