"My subordinates have been secretly watching him for three months, but they haven't found anything unusual," the scarred man said solemnly, "The few things he does every day are probably reading, meditating, reading, and meditating.

He borrowed some miscellaneous books and classics from the Chuan Gong Hall, and seemed to be very interested in our sect's martial arts, as well as some books on weapon refining and formations.

Elder Miao went to his place. Before spending the night, several elders from the Chuan Gong Hall went to test him. Afterwards, these elders went into seclusion to practice and said they had some insights.

After Elder Miao went to his place to spend the night, the sect master personally ordered us not to go to Wu Huanzi's residence and disturb the distinguished guests."

"Does the sect master also know about this?"

The great elder's eyes showed a bit of light, and he smiled and said: "What did the sect master say?"

"The sect leader...has gone into seclusion."

The corner of the scarred man's mouth twitched slightly.

"Half a month ago, the sect leader and Wu Huanzi talked all night and announced the retreat the next day.

When my subordinates look at Wu Huanzi now, they feel chills running down their backs, there is something evil in Wu Huanzi’s bones!”

The great elder calculated with his fingers, raised his hand and pointed out a cloud of blood mist, but a clear picture appeared in the blood mist.

It was in a spacious stone house. There was a young man who looked like he was in his early twenties, sitting behind a desk with an incense burner in front of him and writing something with a pen.

Judging from his square face, he is quite handsome and handsome. His nose is high and his lips are thin. His face is square and round.

The great elder couldn't help but clasp his hands and ponder, the blood robe and blood spell made his face look rather cold.

"Could it be that Xiao Miao prefers this kind of appearance? She is indeed just a young monk in the Condensing Pill Realm. Although she is not far from the Golden Pill Realm, Xiao Miao is still in the True Immortal Realm after all..."

Um?

Because of the conversation with this son, several junior disciples in Chuan Gong Hall went into retreat one after another;

Junior Brother Mao has a bold personality and is one of the top masters in the sect. He usually has a high opinion of others, so he also looks high on this boy;

Xiao Miao is naturally charming and ranks among the best in the magic world. She has seen countless men and is dismissive of any man...

The sect leader has been stuck in a bottleneck for two thousand years, and now he is suddenly in seclusion...

The great elder looked up at the young man in the blood mist, with a stern look in his eyes.

"Let's go, I'm going to meet this guy!"

"Well, do you want to go to Elder Miao's place and have a look first?"

The scarred man asked in a low voice.

The great elder said calmly: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"My subordinates dare not!"
Chapter completed!