After wandering for about half a quarter of an hour, she was far away from the edge of the fog. Youji caught a few low-level ghosts and asked them about them. She got a general idea of the forces in the area and let the little ghosts tremble with fear.
After flying forward for seven or eight miles, he landed at the bottom of a dark ravine more than ten feet deep.
Chang Siguo survived the sword aura and murderous aura tempering his body, breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the faint light spots floating around.
"This is the lair of the transformed ghost."
Except for the low-level ghosts and ghosts born in the fog, there is not even a decent cave, and the bottom of the pit is rugged with strange rocks.
"Yes, that ghost usually hides here to practice."
You Ji landed on a rough platform made of several black stones in surprise, and shouted, "This is the Cold Soul Stone. It is said that in some cold pools in the Corridor of Lost Souls, the Cold Soul Stone is produced, and it is continuously warmed and nourished by soul power." The Youhan Stone must be at least ten years old before it can become the Youhan Soul Stone." She made an inhaling motion with enjoyment.
Chang Siguo didn't understand the items used by the ghosts, so he took out the blood-replenishing pill and the soulless fruit and swallowed them, saying, "It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. That woman has great magical powers, and she might chase her here."
His eyes swept across the two walls of the ravine, and he saw a large black mushroom-like plant growing on the rock crevice near the bottom of the ravine. A stiff smile appeared on his indifferent face and he said, "Good guy Lost Soul Flower, such a big bunch." I will dig out the stones and take them away without damaging their roots and feet. If they are too small, don’t pick them.”
He remained a cold observer, least affected by the fog.
You Ji turned into a roll of green light and dug out the five largest black mushrooms growing on the two walls.
This soulless flower was of no use to her. She knew that the master wanted to plant this kind of soulless flower that was useful to humans in the space, and rolled it up and down. Chang Si turned around and asked, "Master, these six pieces of cold and cold flowers are here." Soul Stone, please help me collect it into the space."
If all the soul towers she built in space were made of Netherfrost Soul Stones, it would be a great help to her in the future.
"Dig them out and take them all away."
Chang Siguo waved his sleeves and put the Lost Soul Flower into the upper corner of the space, and then sent Youji into the space together with the cold soul stone that had been pried out. After a while, he put Youji who had hastily planted the Lost Soul Flower into the space. Come out and urge her to go quickly.
You Ji followed Chang Siguo's orders to the letter and flew her master more than ten miles deep into the mist. Along the way, she caught a few low-level ghosts to ask for directions. She stopped on a hill in the mist and said, " Master, if you go deeper, it’s the territory of these two guys.”
"two"
"Yes, a ghost in the late stage of transformation and a ghost in the middle stage of transformation. Only by forming an alliance can they occupy a place in the rich cold air." You Ji replied.
It was unimaginable before that she would one day be able to wander so far in the mist of lost souls.
When she joined forces with a beast-shaped ghost, she was preparing to seize the territory of a mid-transformation ghost at the edge of the fog.
Chang Siguo pondered for a moment and said, "Gather more low-level ghosts and ghosts nearby and set up a warning circle to prevent the woman from getting close. You can practice here for a period of time, absorb and digest the energy of the soul core, and try to improve your cultivation." for."
You Ji said happily, "Thank you Master, You Ji will arrange it now."
In the eyes of the transformed ghosts, the low-level ghosts and ghosts living in the mist are just dispensable snacks. Generally, they will not be expelled or deliberately hunted. When the low-level ghosts grow to the transformed realm, they will Being hunted and devoured by powerful guys from all over the mist.
Therefore, most of the ghosts in the early stage of the transformation realm are floating in the ancient battlefield outside the fog.
Not long after, You Ji, who was used to doing this easily, summoned thousands of ghosts and ghosts, spreading over more than twenty miles to the south.
He used his soul power to dig out a simple cave with three exits on the hill, and blocked the exit with ready-made rocks. Chang Siguo entered the dark cave, and You Ji was entrenched at the entrance of the cave. She needed some time to absorb the soul core.
Chang Siguo used an array bowl to set up an earth-attribute protective array, and asked You Ji to remove the protective light from his body. He walked into the small space that was isolated from the cold air, and suddenly felt comfortable all over.
The Lost Soul Mist Area, no matter how weakened the Double Ninth Festival is, this place is not a place for people to stay after all.
Over time, monks will have all kinds of negative emotions, which can easily arouse inner demons.
First, he changed out of his tattered robes, put on new boots, and then sat cross-legged in the light barrier to meditate and recover. He was also glad that he had taken You Ji as his spiritual pet. It was the right thing to do, otherwise he would have fled in such a hurry. The foggy area can be difficult.
At dawn, Chang Siguo was awakened by Youji guarding the entrance of the cave.
"Master, there is a human monk in brown robes who came from the southeast. He has been searching around the area for a long time. Now he is at the bottom of the mountain and his whereabouts are suspicious."
"oh"
Chang Siguo once again entered the state of watching with cold eyes, stepped out of the formation protection, and put away the formation bowl. You Ji hurriedly blessed him with a layer of faint light, and used soul skills to move the rocks blocking the entrance of the cave with a wave of his hand.
The gray fog outside is whitening, and the sky is bright, no longer shrouded like a dark curtain.
Chang Siguo could detect that the cold evil spirit in the mist was greatly weakened, so he followed the direction of You Ji's finger and released the Sky Eye Technique, enduring the vague noisy howling in his head.
About three hundred feet later, he saw a monk shrouded in white light, walking up and down the mountain.
He recognized the person as Ge Xing's companion, frowned slightly, and asked, "No sign of the Jindan woman?"
"No, I've been paying attention. This person only caught my attention when he got close."
"There is also a middle-aged monk wearing a blue robe and three long beards. Have you seen it?"
"I just asked the spy who arranged it. There is no second human monk within ten miles."
Chang Siguo pondered for a moment and said, "I will take shelter in the cave. You go and attract the two powerful guys from the front and let them deal with the man at the foot of the mountain. You go south and hide."
Ordinarily, if An Yan had barged in to look for him, she would have been discovered by the ghosts in the mist.
He very much suspected that the brown-shirted monk was under the command of An Yan
Monks who enter the fog to look for the Lost Soul Flower will not go deep into such a place. Most of them play it safe and search for it within ten miles or so of the edge of the Lost Soul Fog. Moreover, it has only just been dawn and it is not yet the time when the fog is at its weakest at noon. People then touched a depth of nearly thirty miles, which was unusual.
In addition, Ge Xing did not come with him, which made him even more suspicious.
Youji hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, you are here. You are too close and can easily be discovered."
Chang Siguo waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, you can go ahead."
After saying that, he sat down cross-legged and his whole body became as breathless as stone, making Youji unable to notice any anger.
You Ji was more and more impressed by her master's methods. Even though she was more than ten feet away, she didn't find any flaw. She waved her hand to expel the remaining monk's aura from the cave and floated out of the cave. She carefully sealed the entrance of the cave with rocks, and then she The order is passed to the ghosts scattered in all directions.
With a swish, it flew above the brown-robed monk, alerting the monk, and then circled and disappeared into the mist.
The brown-robed monk held a long sword and observed carefully for a while before continuing to walk up the mountain.
In the palm of his left hand, he held a half-inch large flat beetle with blue spots on a black background. It was given to him by Senior Jin Dan when he gave him the jade talisman. Senior Jin Dan conveyed the message and followed the instructions for tracking the spiritual insect. , I will definitely find Chang Siguo and promise him great benefits.
Otherwise, he would be wandering around in this fog, and it would be impossible to track him accurately.
It's a pity that the Lost Soul Mist greatly interferes with the spiritual insects, so it took a lot of time to get around here.
It was good luck that he was not attacked and harassed by the transformed ghosts along the way, but he also found a small bowl of a lost soul flower that was about a hundred years old in a gap under a rock. It was an unexpected surprise for him. .
He planned to search for the top of the mountain ahead where the spirit insect warning was relatively fast. He couldn't find Chang Siguo, so he turned around and wandered around the edge of the fog until it was dark.
It's very inconvenient to walk in this damn place.
Flying is a no-brainer, it’s extremely restrictive and might as well be safer than walking.
Suddenly, several sharp "chirp" and "chip" sounds came, and the brown-robed monk was shocked. He walked for half the night and did not encounter the transformed soul object. When he met several of them, they were all gathered together.
unlucky
The brown-robed monk turned around and walked back without hesitation.
He marked the route with special powder and followed it without worrying about getting lost.
Furthermore, the spiritual insects in his palms can also find his scent.
The mist rolled in and the wind howled.
The brown-shirted monk endured the intense discomfort and probed his spiritual consciousness thirty feet away from the mist. He saw three ghosts and ghosts swooping in his direction with a fierce momentum. The posture was to tear him into pieces. His face Discoloration.
He seemed to be hunted by transformed ghosts and ghosts,
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