Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Chu Mo quietly left the Qingxi Garden, did not attract anyone's attention, and disappeared into the night.    

Since he was going to steal something, Chu Mo obviously could not reveal his true face. Just in case, Chu Mo took out the Spirit prosthesis and put it on his face, turning into an extremely ordinary face.    

Stealthily walking along the way, Chu Mo was extremely careful. Passing through the large Cheng Family Palace, he arrived at the ancestral grounds in the ancestral hall to the north of the Palace.    

The ancestral hall of the Cheng Family was extremely quiet, just like a grave, giving off an extremely oppressive feeling.    

Standing outside the grand ancestral hall, Chu Mo carefully looked inside. A long time had passed, but he still did not see anyone, not even a single person.    

"No one?"    

Chu Mo felt that it was a little strange, and hesitated, not knowing what to do.    

How could there not even be a single person in this huge ancestral hall?!    

No matter how he looked at it, Chu Mo felt that the situation was amiss. His intuition told him that he could not enter this place, and leaving would be the wisest decision.    

However, the yoghourt was inside, so Chu Mo had to get hold of it.    

After hesitating for a long time, Chu Mo had no choice but to bite the bullet and head towards the Ancestral Hall. He quietly climbed over the walls of the Ancestral Hall, but there was still no one around.    

"Sis, let's find the yoghourt first!"    

Since he had already come, Chu Mo might as well calm his heart. Step by step, he walked deeper into the ancestral hall until he arrived in front of an ancient Temple.    

He had no choice but to stop because a person had appeared in front of him!    

It was a middle-aged man. He had his back to the door as he sat cross-legged in the middle of Temple, beating a wooden fish, but he did not make any sound.    

Before the middle-aged man was a altar with a snow-white feather that looked like it was surrounded by clouds.    

"This, should be the yoghourt!"    

Although Chu Mo had never seen the yoghourt before, he had heard that it was only a feather from the Fourth Elder.    

"Phew ?" "Phew ?"    

Chu Mo slowly let out a few breaths, his eyes staring at the middle aged man inside the Temple without blinking, wanting to find out something.    

It was a pity that no matter what methods Chu Mo used, he could not feel any aura from the old man's body, as if he was a rotten log.    

After hesitating for a long time, Chu Mo could only move forward and walk into the dilapidated wall outside the Temple.    

"BOOM!"    

At this moment, the wooden fish finally made a sound!    

A deafening sound wave roared out, and like an angry tide, it swept towards Chu Mo in a circular shockwave.    

"So powerful!"    

Feeling the tyrannical power of the sound wave, Chu Mo habitually reached behind his back to take out the Dragoncry Sword, but discovered that the Dragoncry Sword was not behind him. In order to change his appearance, Chu Mo left the Dragoncry Sword in the Qingxi Garden, if not, anyone could recognize Chu Mo's identity through the Dragoncry Sword.    

With no other choice, Chu Mo crossed his arms in front of his chest, blocking the incoming sound wave.    

"Boom!"    

Chu Mo only felt a strong impact force approaching him, pushing him backwards, both of his legs dragged out ten meters long deep marks on the ground, and shattered the bluestone s along the way.    

However, it was fortunate that Chu Mo's body tempering had reached such a high level that he was not injured in the first place, and had safely withstood this attack.    

"Shape-forming State!"    

Chu Mo instantly determined that the middle-aged man's strength was at least Shape-forming State, and was in fact an expert of Senior.    

Chu Mo had always treated the experts of Senior with great respect, and immediately saluted: "Greetings, Senior!"    

The middle-aged man did not turn his head as the wooden fish in his hand stopped in the air. He said with an empty and mournful voice, "Let's go. This is not a place where living people should come to."    

"Not a place for a living person?"    

Hearing this, Chu Mo felt a little gloomy, his back could not help but release a cold Qi.    

However, he did not retreat. Instead, he sternly said, "Junior has come here to request an item from Senior!"    

"What is it?"    

The middle-aged man slowly spoke, his voice was still lifeless.    

Chu Mo pointed to the feathers on the altar and said: "Junior wants to request yoghourt!"    

The middle-aged man finally turned around, looked at Chu Mo, and said with slight surprise: "You actually know this feather's name?"    

When the middle aged man turned his head around, Chu Mo could clearly see the other party, and was shocked to realize that the middle aged man was actually Cheng Jiajiazhuchengfengtian who he had seen today.