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 and did not dare to say anything. He did not expect that spying on the saint would lead to such 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 was a flow of people on the street again, and everyone was leaving their homes to breathe fresh air.

Yang Bo didn't go out for the next two days. He didn't go out until the redness in his eyes disappeared.

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 had landed on Yang Bo, he might not have had a chance to escape.

Sitting in the teahouse, Yang Bo ordered a pot of tea and listened to the chatter of the people around him, hoping to get more information.

"The saint is going through the tribulation, but there are people who dare to spy on him. I am so impatient to live!"

"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 natural and earthly treasures 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!"

…

When Yang Bo heard these discussions, he couldn't help frowning. He was curious about why the saint's spiritual power was damaged every time he passed through the tribulation.

Every time the losses are so huge, are you trying to feed other monks back?

Why did 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 there were too many things he didn't understand!

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 see 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 stronger than him!

The female cultivator Zhenshou Emei, with a stunning face and graceful appearance, sat opposite Yang Bo with a smile on her face, "What 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 and lonely. He makes his own decisions and sits opposite Fellow Daoist Cui. You shouldn't be surprised, right?"

"Fellow Daoist Cui, where did you come 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 across from him, 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 someone discussing just now that the saint did not destroy Thunder Fire City because there were descendants of the saint in the city.

In this case, it should be Mu Weiyu!

Yang Bo said: "My friend, you are sitting opposite me. You must have guessed it. 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. Follow me to Cuiwei Pavilion!"

Mu Weiyu's unquestionable 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 the two left here, the tea house, which had been completely quiet, suddenly became excited.

"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 level is not high, but his appearance is not bad. Could it be that the witch is interested in him and wants to marry him?"

"Bringing in a child? This is impossible. I have wanted to marry a child for a long time, and she agreed!"

"You are like this and you still want to get married, you are talking nonsense!"

…

Yang Bo couldn't hear the voice behind him because everyone had to wait for him to evacuate before they dared to speak, so 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 Daluo 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's nearby."

"Fellow seekers, 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 solemn. 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, it's my territory!"

With a calm expression on Yang Bo's face, he stretched out his right index finger, placed it on the table, and slid it gently.

Inside 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?"
Chapter completed!