Yun Mo never expected that Fei Lang did not live in the middle floor, but in the upper floor.
After Yun Mo left, he quickly found Fei Lang.
Following Fei Lang's footsteps, he found that the other party only stayed in the middle area for a moment and then headed towards the upper level.
The ruin ship has three levels in total, the upper, middle and lower levels. The lowest level is populated by casual cultivators without strength. The middle level is filled with people like Yun Mo, who has some strength, but not much.
There are casual cultivators and some disciples of small sects.
However, the strength of disciples from this kind of sect power is only slightly better than that of ordinary casual cultivators. Compared with the disciples in the powerful sect, it is not good.
However, this does not mean that the upper echelons will definitely be disciples of the big sect forces. On the contrary, there will be many casual cultivators, but these casual cultivators are at least in the cultivation of pill gathering, and there will even be Nascent Soul cultivators. , for these strong men, their confidence comes from their own strength rather than the sect behind them.
"It seems that the young master of the Tianjiao Society should be on the upper floor, but I don't know if he is in the upper room."
When Yun Mo followed Fei Lang to the entrance to the upper level, something even more unexpected happened to him, that is, there was a guard at the entrance to the upper level, and he was a monk on the sixth level of Huayuan.
"Stop, no one can go up without a check-in token from the upper level." The Huayuan guard in gray directly stopped Yun Mo who was trying to go up, and said expressionlessly.
"Then how could that person go up there before? That person doesn't seem to be a resident on the upper floor, right?"
Because Yun Mo came almost right after Fei Lang, when he stood here, there was Fei Lang's blurred back in the passage to the upper level.
Yun Mo could be said to have pointed directly at Fei Lang's disappearing back, and asked the guard in a confused tone. His face was cold, as if to say that if you don't give a reasonable explanation, then don't blame me for causing trouble.
The guard's face changed, and there was confusion in his eyes. Following the direction of Yun Mo's finger, after seeing Fei Lang's back, his expression quickly returned to normal, and he said in an indifferent tone: "That person has a pass token in his hand, not to mention him. If you are still a member of the Tianjiao Society, you are naturally qualified to go up."
"So you can go up as long as you have a pass?" Yun Mo asked, touching his chin.
"It can be said that if you don't have the token, just leave." The guard said coldly.
"Okay, okay..."
Yun Mo waved his hand and turned around to leave without any hesitation.
Seeing Yun Mo leaving so knowingly, the guard didn't say anything. He still felt a little regretful, thinking that it would be better if Yun Mo was ignorant and wanted to force his way to the upper level.
In this case, he can take action.
According to the rules of the ruin ship, any monk who ignores the rules and wants to force his way to the upper level can be killed by the gate guards without any reason. At the same time, all belongings of the person killed will belong to the person who killed him.
This is also the reason why he, a monk on the sixth level of Huayuan, is willing to stay here as a guard.
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"Why are you back again?"
In just half an hour, Yun Mo walked over grandly again, wanting to enter the passage and go to the upper level.
The guard said and stopped Yun Mo directly. He had already gathered a strong momentum on his body, and he would attack mercilessly after Yun Mo made his next move!
"Here, here's the pass token."
Yun Mo directly took out a three-inch long rectangular sandalwood token with the word "Xu" engraved on it and the numbers 1013 below.
"Why do you have the token?"
The guard's expression changed, and the aura he had condensed instantly dissipated. Looking at the token in Yun Mo's hand, his expression became uncertain. As a guard on the market ship, he recognized the token as genuine at a glance.
"Don't worry, can I go up?"
Yun Mo took back the token and asked with a smile.
"Okay, you can go." The guard said in a very strange tone.
Yun Mo nodded, walked into the passage with very arrogant steps, and quickly disappeared from the eyes of the guard.
"No, how does he have the token?"
Just when the guard was still confused, a figure wearing purple clothes and an extremely arrogant expression came towards the passage, trying to pass him and go directly.
"Stop, token!"
The guard immediately stopped the man in purple, and before he could see the token, an extremely powerful aura came over him.
Monk Judan!
The guard's cold sweat immediately started to flow from his temples. He didn't dare to talk nonsense and just stepped aside.
Seeing this, the man in purple snorted and walked in, but his right hand subconsciously touched his waist, where his token was hanging. Then he discovered that his token was missing.
The man in purple immediately stopped, but soon continued towards the passage and disappeared from the guard's eyes.
…
The upper floor of the market ship was different from the lower and middle floors. It was not divided into several floors, but a whole large plane. Each room in it was an independent box. Yun Mo scanned it carefully and found that there were hundreds of them.
After closing his eyes and feeling the divine mark, Yun Mo quickly arrived at a box on the east side.
The box door was not open at this time, but there was a window not far to the left of the door. Yun Mo leaned over and pressed against the wall, preparing to observe the situation inside through the window.
Yun Mo didn't dare to use his spiritual thoughts because he was afraid that there was a pill-gathering monk in the box. If he rashly used his spiritual thoughts to spy, he would most likely be discovered by the other party. What's more, according to Yun Mo's feelings, he also found that there were spiritual restrictions around the box. , the alarm will be triggered as soon as the divine mind touches it.
"Young Master Qi, my subordinates are incompetent and did not bring those furnace cauldrons back."
Just as Yun Mo pressed his body against the corner, Fei Lang's voice came from inside the box.
"Oh? I gave you 40,000 spirit stones. Could it be that there are some rich people in the Hongchun Courtyard auction?" An extremely cold voice reached Yun Mo's ears, making Yun Mo, who was leaning against the wall, subconsciously shuddered.
This man is terrible.
Yun Mo's face was solemn. Even though he had not seen the so-called young master, he could guess from the voice and the tone of his words that this person must be a ruthless and ruthless person.
"There was indeed an accident. A Huayuan monk who lives in the middle floor bought those furnace cauldrons. You didn't give me as many spiritual stones as he did..."
If Yun Mo could raise his head to the window at this time, he would be able to see Fei Wai, who was so arrogant at the auction, now like a bullied little daughter-in-law, sweating profusely and looking He knelt down humbly on the ground, trembling.
"Hmph, my father obviously agreed to give me these furnaces for cultivation! But it was this damn Song Tianhe who insisted on stepping in! If he hadn't insisted on selling these female slaves to the rich Chunyuan, how could I miss these cauldrons that are crucial to my cultivation? Damn it..."
After hearing this, Fei Lang just continued to kneel on the ground and remained silent.
The Song Tianhe mentioned by Yu Qi is the great elder of the Tianjiao Society and a great monk in the Nascent Soul Realm. Only the young master dares to say this.
"Hmph, this old immortal will definitely pay the price when I become the president of the guild. By the way, Fei Lang, have you found out the identity of the Huayuan monk? The furnace I am interested in is not some cat or dog. Can be taken away."
"I found out that he is a monk named Yun Mo, who lives in the Ding Building on the middle floor." Fei Lang said in a respectful tone.
"Very good. When the market ship docks, do you know what to do?"
Yun Mo had long known that Fei Lang would find him again later, but what surprised Yun Mo was that his identity was found out in such a short time.
It has to be said that the intelligence methods of such a large force are really extraordinary.
"Young Master, I understand how to do this, so I will retreat first." Fei Lang stood up and replied.
"Well, go down. Don't come to me if you don't have anything important to do later."
Yu Qi waved his hand and told Fei Lang to step back.
Soon Yun Mo heard the sound of the box door opening, and he quickly hid aside and hid his body in the shadows.
After making sure that Fei Lang was gone, Yun Mo walked to the door and knocked on the door.
"Fei Lang, what else do you have to do?" came Yu Qi's confused voice.
"Young Master, my subordinates have discovered that there is something very important that needs to be reported to you face to face."
Yun Mo held his throat and imitated Fei Lang's voice.
"Oh? Really? It seems to be really important..."
A gloomy voice came from the door.
Yun Mo's expression changed instantly. He suddenly felt that something was wrong. Before he could step back, he felt an extremely violent energy appear in front of him. It seemed that it would fall on him in the next second. On the body.
It was too late to retreat. Yun Mo's expression condensed and he punched the box door directly!
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, the door of the box was smashed directly, and then Yun Mo found that his punch was easily caught by an evil young man wearing a white robe.
"Mouse, you're fine."
The white-robed young man crushed his fist into pieces and looked at Yun Mo, who had a solemn expression, with a smile.
