Spirit ship.
Mi August walked out of the bathroom door and heard the room bell ringing, indicating that someone was knocking at the door to visit.
When she walked towards the door, she saw the moon sword placed on the table.
I was in a trance, and then I remembered that there were so many things going on these days, I even forgot the agreement I made with Tu Yaning to return the sword the next day.
Taking the Hanging Moon Sword, Mi August opened the door.
"Maybe someone is at the moment of inspiration and they are interrupted and they still blame us for interrupting..."
Halfway through Sun Yaole's words, Jiang Shou heard the sound and looked over, "August!"
Mi August said: "Sorry, I was really lost in inspiration and didn't hear anything."
Sun Yaole's expression twisted.
Jiang Shou said: "Ah? You haven't come out for so many days, and I'm worried that something happened. So have we really disturbed you?"
"No." Mi August said, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Shou said: "In the past two days, the spirit ship has been approaching the boundary of the fog. It may encounter the legendary mirage of the fog at any time. It would be a pity to miss it."
The legendary mirage of mist?
Mi Ba8u imitated him and showed a bit of eagerness, "So we're here? Fortunately you came to call me, I returned the sword and left."
"Tu Yaning must be on the deck too, let's go there directly." Jiang Shou said.
Mi August: "Okay."
Several people hurried to the deck.
Sure enough, as Jiang Shou said, Tu Yaning was on the open deck.
The young man in blue outfit is also the most outstanding one among the Yunmo Continent team.
Mi August didn't know that she was also the most attractive person in the eyes of others as soon as she appeared.
Someone called her name, and Mi August walked straight towards Yunmo's team.
Tu Yaning had turned around to see her and stood there waiting for her to come over.
Mi August handed over the Hanging Moon Sword, "Sorry, something delayed me."
Tu Yaning shook his head to show that he didn't care.
Xie Lang said next to him: "What can be delayed on the spiritual boat?"
It was true that he didn't return it on time as agreed, Mi August didn't care about Xie Lang's level.
Jiang Shou, who came with him, retorted: "August brings inspiration, are you envious?"
Xie Lang... Xie Lang is really envious.
"Wow------!"
Suddenly, there was commotion all around.
"Look, look!"
"Is that the Mirage of the Mist? It's so beautiful!"
The boys and girls ran to the edge of the deck and looked in one direction.
Mi August looked in the distance and saw clouds and mist rolling on the sea like the horizon in the distance, covering the entire horizon.
The spiritual master stationed on the ship suddenly said loudly: "Little guys, I advise you not to look around. This is a real king-level ghost story. If you accidentally fall into it, no one can save you."
As soon as the spiritual master finished speaking, a young man in the crowd screamed and fell to the ground.
The boys and girls around him fled in shock. When they saw the young man lying on the ground, his face was pale and his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying and was scared to death! ?
The waiter on the ship came over and felt his pulse to confirm that the boy was really dead.
When the spiritual master learned about it, he just said lightly: "This kind of courage is not enough to enter Lingzhou. Let's deal with it."
Everyone saw the waiter throwing the young man's body directly into the sea.
Such a cruel scene suppressed the emotions of the excited young men and women.
They didn't understand why the young man on the ground was suddenly frightened to death, and why the spiritual master's attitude was so cold.
Those who had spiritual consciousness in the mortal continent were regarded as geniuses and extraordinary talents. However, in the words of the spiritual master on the ship, they were nothing more than objects.
"Grandpa said that there are countless forms of mist mirage. Before it actually appears, everyone sees it differently." Jiang Shou said in a low voice: "I don't know what the person in Yunmo saw."
Sun Yaole said: "No matter what he saw, the spiritual master is right. If you can be scared to death by what you see, such a timid person is destined to have no future."
After she finished speaking, she found that no one agreed with her, and her expression became unhappy again.
As the spirit ship moved forward, everyone on board gradually felt the clouds and mist floating in the air, as silky as catkins, delicate and elusive.
Mi August opened his five fingers and watched the smoke passing through his fingertips. The tip of his nose smelled the faint smell of moist sea.
The surroundings were unusually quiet.
Mi August turned around and looked around, and found that everyone around him looked like they were lost.
Jiang Shou's expression was solemn and solemn, Sun Yaole's face was full of spring, Mi Liuyu's face was filled with tears, and Mu Yan's body was convulsing and his breath was not smooth.
Not only them, but also the boys and girls elsewhere had their eyes widened and fell silently into a dream.
Mi August saw the spiritual masters gathered in front of him, and Suo Wuchang, who was wearing a white mask, was also inside.
Suo Wuchang happened to turn his head and look in her direction, and the two looked at each other. Mi August found that Suo Wuchang must have been surprised.
She walked towards him.
The spiritual master group discovered her movements.
The spiritual master who had testified about her fight with Tu Yaning before said with a smile: "My little friend is really different. This trip to Lingzhou will be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate and the sky is vast."
This is a sign of goodwill.
Mi August smiled and said, "I would like to borrow your kind words."
The spiritual master said: "I am from Yinhuan Mansion. If you feel uncomfortable staying in the Impermanence Hall someday, you can come to Yinhuan Mansion to have a look."
She got on the boat with Suo Wuchang, and the spiritual master of Yinhuan Mansion took it for granted that the place she was going to Lingzhou was the Wuchang Palace.
Mi August nodded and accepted the olive branch without explaining his relationship with Suo Wuchang.
She walked to Suo Wuchang, and Suo Wuchang asked, "What did you see?"
Mi August saw nothing, but she didn't know whether the answer was normal, so she just shook her head and let Suo Wuchang figure it out on her own.
Suo Wuchang really understood what she meant by shaking his head, and said: "The mirage of the mist is interdependent with blessings and misfortunes. As long as it is carried over, it is a good thing to strengthen people's mental and spiritual senses. People who come from the mortal continent have little knowledge and pure spiritual senses. The mirage I encountered was not strong either, so it was a rare opportunity."
The spiritual master of Yinhuan Mansion also said: "That's right, it's not like we can only use spiritual shields to protect our bodies. We don't dare to inhale a trace of mirage. If we take one more look at the mirage, if we are not careful, we will sink into the mirage sea until we die." I don’t know.”
He looked at Mi August and said with a smile: "I think my little friend is very human. Instead of using my treasure to protect my body, I might as well try this opportunity."
Mi August's face made a thoughtful expression at the right time, but her mind was actually turning. She did not deliberately use any treasure to protect her body, but she did not feel that the mirage of the mist had any effect on her from the beginning to the end.
"Hey, Liu Guangque really caught a good prospect now. The boy from Yun Mo woke up first."
Mi August heard the words of a spiritual master and turned to look back.
Tu Yaning knelt on one knee, holding the moon-hanging sword in his hand. Sure enough, he was awake, but he seemed to be unable to stand up for a while.
He looked up and looked around, and stopped motionless when he saw Mi August.
Mi August nodded to him, said hello, and then looked in front of the spirit ship again.
The sea scenery that could have been seen was suddenly completely covered by thick fog.
"Silence!" The leading spiritual master shouted at this time.
Mi August felt that the spiritual masters around him, including Suo Wuchang, tensed up.
Phew~
It was as if someone breathed in her ear.
Mi August looked sideways.
Nothing at all.
However, countless whispers came from far to near.
There are boys and girls, teenagers and girls, some are happy, some are sad, some are angry and some are resentful.
Countless voices gathered together, with no end to be found and no end to be heard.
A real muffled sound sounded nearby.
Mi August glanced down and saw Suo Wuchang's clenched fist hanging by his side with bulging veins, indicating that he was working very hard now.
No matter how calmly he looked at the other people he could see, the spiritual master of Yinhuan Mansion had a ferocious expression on his face.
A twinge of doubt arose in her heart.
She didn't feel any discomfort except that the background sounds were a bit noisy.
The leading spiritual master said loudly, "The mist is misty and illusive, and mirages are appearing one after another in the sky!"
The whispers ceased.
The clouds and mist float quietly.
A single eye opened, as if tearing apart the world of clouds and mist. The dark blue eyeball was spinning in a vortex, and one could see huge waves rolling in it, and the lightning and thunder were deafening.
It looked at the spirit ship.
The spiritual ship is as small as an ant in front of it.
Staggering, you are about to fall into this dense and dense world if you are not careful.
