Mortal Seeking Immortal

"What's the matter?"

The old man in Taoist robe opened his eyes and looked at Li Zhou.

Li Zhou told the old man what Ye Zhou had just said.

The old man in Taoist robe looked at the depths of the poisonous fog with a serious face, and murmured: "Is it possible to improve the cultivation of spiritual insects in a short period of time?"

"Who is this Ye Zhou you just mentioned?"

The old man in Taoist robe turned his head and looked at Li Zhou, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

As soon as Li Zhou mentioned that Ye Zhou had escorted Qi Rongyin to Xianliu City, the old man in Taoist robe showed a hint of realization in his eyes: "It turned out to be him, no wonder the name is so familiar."

The old man in Taoist robe was also a member of the city lord's thank-you banquet. When he rushed to the city lord's mansion, Ye Zhou was surrounded by a group of cultivators who came to the banquet. He was quiet by nature and didn't like to join in the fun, so he didn't take the initiative to get to know Ye Zhou.

Later, seeing that Ye Zhou's cultivation was low and he had no outstanding qualities, they thought that he was just lucky to escort Qi Rongyin to Xianliu City safely, so they forgot about him.

Now, when Li Zhou mentioned this person, the Taoist old man felt that this person was not simple. Maybe he could see through the poisonous fog?

As soon as this thought came out, the Taoist old man shook his head and denied it.

Even he and Senior Huang Qi, who was in the Nascent Soul Realm, could not see through this poisonous fog. How could Ye Zhou, a mere late Jindan cultivator, see through it?

In terms of magic weapons and means, can he be better than Senior Huang Qi?

"Maybe he has seen some methods used by demon cultivators to quickly improve their cultivation. Maybe it's just his guess?"

Seeing that the Taoist old man was lost in thought, Li Zhou stood quietly beside him, not daring to disturb him.

After a moment, the old man in Taoist robe came back to his senses, looked at Li Zhou and said: "I know about this matter, you did a good job. Next time if Ye Zhou talks to you about something, you must tell me in time. If you can't find me, crush the sound transmission note to inform me."

After that, the old man in Taoist robe handed a sound transmission note to Li Zhou.

Li Zhou respectfully took the sound transmission note and left.

The old man in Taoist robe took out a sound transmission note from his arms, put it to his mouth and whispered a few words, and the sound transmission note turned into a white light and flew towards the courtyard where Huang Qi lived.

One day later, the insect tide gathered under the west wall suddenly stopped attacking and turned to evacuate into the poisonous fog. However, after a few breaths, only a pile of spirit insect corpses were left on the open space outside the wall that was not covered by the poisonous fog.

The monks who were fighting fiercely with the spirit insects on the wall burst into cheers.

"Great! The insect tide has retreated!"

"Xianliu City has been defended, we won."

"..."

Behind the crowd, Ye Zhou looked at the cheering crowd and murmured, "Have the insect tide really retreated? I'm afraid the demon cultivators will really start to attack the city next."

All the previous things were just appetizers prepared by the demon cultivators, just to buy time for the six-winged flying centipede.

Zhuang Yu came to Ye Zhou with excitement and asked carefully, "Senior Ye, the insect tide has retreated, the poisonous fog is about to dissipate, and the beast tide should also retreat, right?"

Ye Zhou knew that Zhuang Yu was worried about the safety of Zhuang Yu who was sent to support the north wall, so he did not reply, but turned sideways and looked at the direction of the north wall with Zhuang Yu.

Because of the formation in the city blocking them, they could not see the specific battle situation on the north wall, but only saw the formation light flashing above the north wall.

The fierce battle on the north wall was in full swing, and it was obvious that the beast tide had no intention of retreating back to the Cangming Forest.

The excitement in Zhuang Yu's eyes disappeared instantly.

On the city wall, the old man in Taoist robes stared at the poisonous fog in front of him with an unprecedented solemn expression.