The worship of these three casual cultivators showed something unusual, and Chen Yang decided not to treat them as ordinary casual cultivators.

In the unlikely event that they discovered the existence of the Five Blessed Boys, Chen Yang was prepared to return immediately and use the secret method of the Five Ghost Transport Technique to forcefully summon the Five Blessed Boys back to avoid losses.

No matter how you look at it, whether you look at it from the head or from your feet, just three casual cultivators are not qualified to discover or help him with the Five Blessed Boys.

Chen Yang only had a little bit of mind left to use his perspective to feel the surroundings, just like looking at people through sunglasses. When he wasn't used to it, he always felt a layer apart.

Mo Bu Chou and the three of them remained silent after entering the room.

Qiu Jiansheng and Huang Fuzi each found a futon and sat down, while Mo Buchou walked aside and fixed it in front of a copper incense burner in the corner of the room.

There are three legs under the incense burner, and the top is square. When you open the lid, you will see that it is thickly filled with incense ashes.

Chen Yang took a look and was surprised.

"This is obviously the kind of incense burner used to make incense and seals. Usually they are very small. This one is as big as a watermelon, which is rare."

"Is it possible that Mr. Mo is really elegant?"

Chen Yang was secretly surprised.

Xiangzhuan is something that exists in this world, and it is not without its importance on earth.

However, after all, it was just an elegant pleasure, seeking peace of mind. Chen Yang had never been very interested in it.

Mo Buchou's immediate actions also showed that he and Chen Yang were like-minded and had the same moral integrity.

He casually made an incense seal with a mold, ignited it with a fire stick, and put the lid on with a bang.

Normally, when someone is making incense and seals for meditation, his movements are light and gentle, but not like Mo Buchou, who makes it look like a fight.

When Chen Yang saw this, his first reaction was to control the Wufu boy and retreat.

Mo Bu Chou's move was so weird, there must be some intention behind it.

When the first wisp of green smoke rose from the incense burner, Chen Yang immediately knew that his caution was correct.

"Kacha~Kacha~"

The sound of some kind of machine starting up came from above the head and from both walls.

The sound is getting louder and louder,

finally,

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a thick iron gate, twice as thick as the palm of a hand, fell from above, dividing Mo Buchou's room into two parts, the inner and outer parts.

The inner room is where the three of them are, and the outer room is most of the room.

"It's actually the art of mechanism..."

Chen Yang laughed dumbly and nodded secretly.

He originally thought that these three people had some hidden identity, and they might not even be casual cultivators.

Chen Yang did not dare to draw a conclusion, and the reason for his doubts was that in front of him, these three people acted too casually, and they had learned the essence.

Generally, sect disciples cannot pretend to be fake even if they want to.

Chen Yang asked himself, he was pretending to be an amateur.

Now that he saw Mo Buchou sealing the quiet room with mechanism techniques, Chen Yang felt deeply relieved that his eyes were not too blind after all.

No matter what hiding place the three of them had, they were loose cultivators and they didn't run away.

Who among the real disciples of the sect, or even the disciples of the small world like Yu Qiufeng, would take this kind of mundane magic in their eyes?

But I don’t know,

When their cultivation level is low, these despised things can often have miraculous effects.

When the iron gate opened, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't worry, be the first to speak:

"The inheritance of my mentor has not been found yet."

"us,"

"It's time to go,"
Chapter completed!