Over the rolling hills, seven rays of rainbow light cut through the sky and stopped over a large piece of wasteland surrounded by dense forests. They showed seven figures, six men and one woman, with fluttering clothes and standing in the wind.
"Everyone, this is where my little sister encountered a group of monsters." Han Xin stood on the spirit boat and said to Su Ming and others.
Except for Yuan Qing, the rest of the people heard this and released their spiritual thoughts to carefully explore this area.
After more than ten days of being covered by wind and soil, the claw marks and holes on the ground have become much shallower. Most of the wolf monster corpses scattered everywhere have disappeared, leaving only a few, with thick white bones exposed and a few crows pecking at them. non-stop.
After a while, Su Ming frowned, Li Tianren also put away his playful smile, and even Wang Qing, who was usually fearless, showed a serious expression.
Zhao Yimu stood on the folding fan that was enlarged several times as usual, showing neither sadness nor joy.
Zhu Ling'er and Yuan Qing stood side by side at the end of the team, like a couple of gods and gods, floating away from the crowd, seemingly not caring about the situation in front of them.
"Let's go and see the place where Junior Brother Feng died." Seeing that everyone was silent, Han Xin frowned and said in a deep voice, then activated the spirit boat and flew away first.
Everyone soon came to the place where Han Xin and the Green Snake fought. The huge snake slough and scattered snake scales were still lying quietly in the large pit about ten feet deep. The traces of poisonous mist erosion on the ground were also clearly visible.
Su Ming and others landed around the big pit, but Han Xin swept away with his mind, and then circled around the place. When he came back, he still had a few black rags in his hand.
Li Tianren looked at it carefully and said: "Looking at the size, there is no doubt that it is a fourth-level monster. The scales have been removed from the body, and the skin has escaped. Coupled with such poisonous snake venom, this monster is not far away from forming a pill and turning into a dragon."
Yuan Qing stood aside and thought in his mind: "It's much bigger than the one I killed... I heard from this big head that snakes turn into dragons, and dragons turn into dragons. Is it true? It seems that after this incident, Tibet You must go to Jingge often."
While Yuan Qing was thinking about it, Zhao Yimu said: "From this point of view, the strength of the demon wolf should not be underestimated, and may even be stronger. As for the little cat-shaped beast always lying on its head, in addition to its noble blood , Zhao can't think of other possibilities." His tone was calm without any fluctuation.
Everyone's expressions darkened. Su Ming looked at Li Tianren and said calmly: "Brother Li, have you brought the Qi-seeking beast?"
Li Tianren felt a little unhappy after hearing his words, but then he reached out and patted his waist. A yellow light flashed, and an earth-yellow ball covered with scales appeared in front of everyone.
The "ball" loosened and stretched out, revealing the small pointed eyes and four feet-long sharp claws hidden inside. It turned out to be a pangolin.
This beast seemed to have just woken up. It first looked around blankly, then was startled and instantly retracted into a ball, revealing only two small black eyes the size of mung beans, looking at everyone vigilantly.
Seeing this, Li Tianren turned over his hand and took out a pink pill, and shot it at the beast with a snap of his finger.
The beast opened its eyes wide when the pill appeared, and when it saw it flying towards it, it revealed its original shape and swallowed it in one gulp, with a look of intoxication on its face.
Li Tianren then urged him with his spiritual thought and raised his hand to point at the snake's shed scales. The pangolin immediately understood and trotted all the way to the snake's shed, smelling left and right, and even picked up a piece of snake scale and put it in front of its nose, and then " He ate it with a bang-bang-bang sound.
Not long after, I saw a flash of yellow light on his body, and in an instant he dived underground and disappeared. Upon seeing this, Li Tianren immediately released his magic weapon and rushed north quickly, followed closely by everyone.
Before Su Ming left, he casually glanced at the dense forest around him, then lightly stepped on his right foot, a blue light flashed from his body, and then he released his magic weapon and flew away.
Not long after, several gray figures appeared where Su Ming had been, and a large ice word "Go" was engraved on the ground.
Everyone looked at each other, and the leader sighed softly: "Let's go." Then they turned into gray shadows and disappeared into the dense forest after a few ups and downs.
In an ancient city thousands of miles north of Xuanyuan, all kinds of strange "people" come and go, some have heads and bodies of bulls, some have human faces and snake tails, and some are just an eye-catching tiger wearing clothes and walking upright. The buildings on both sides are much taller than ordinary houses. Although they are simple, they have a unique charm of simplicity.
The shops and vendors on the roadside sell various animal bone materials, spiritual grass ores, and human men and women locked in iron cages.
A magnificent palace city lies in the center of the city like a giant beast, dominating all directions. The palace inside is magnificent and towering, with gorgeous pavilions and rain curtains.
One of the main halls has white jade walls, glazed tiles, and a gilded door engraved with a unicorn totem, which is magical and extraordinary. The whole hall is full of brilliance but there are no beams and pillars, as if it were built in one piece.
The hall is quite empty. There is a huge incense burner in the middle. There is no smoke but there is a faint fragrance. A monster with antlers, a lion's head, a tiger's eye, an elk's body, a dragon's scales, and an ox's tail lies beside the incense burner, exhaling air and turning into mist. The cry was like thunder, as if he was sleeping soundly, and his huge body almost occupied the entire space.
Suddenly, a figure flashed past, but a middle-aged man wearing a green robe appeared out of thin air at the door of the hall.
The monster opened its gong-sized golden pupils and glanced at the visitor coldly. Then the golden light flowed from its body and instantly transformed into a handsome young man wearing a golden robe. His pale golden eyes contained the meaning of the sun. The moon, stars, all the phenomena in the sky and the earth, and the aura of looking down on the world when walking, makes people feel surrendered.
The man in green robe bowed and said: "My lord, the whereabouts of the little princess have been discovered."
Before he finished speaking, a white phantom appeared out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, it turned from emptiness to reality, revealing a charming face that would captivate the entire country. The red lips parted slightly, and the sound penetrated the bones, making people fascinated: "Where is the princess?"
The green-robed man's eyes were blurred, and his soul seemed to be about to escape from his body out of control.
Suddenly there was a cold snort, like spring thunder exploding. The man suddenly woke up, hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Go back to the mistress, the little princess is now in a mountain range in the human world, not far from Xuanyuan Sect. There are four people around her. The little demons in the realm of swallowing spirits protect each other, and one of them seems to have the blood of Sirius."
The young man in gold robe said calmly with an expression on his face: "I know, let's go down." His voice was gentle and thick, with an undoubted majesty.
If the man in green robe is granted amnesty, he respectfully retires. The woman in white frowned slightly and said softly: "Why did this child get there?"
The young man glanced at her and snorted coldly: "Humph, you are not used to it."
The woman glanced sideways at the young man. Her charming and enchanting posture was enough to make men all over the world fall head-over-heels, so intoxicated that they were willing to die immediately.
Seeing his anger, the young man's indifferent face like an ice sculpture had an expression for the first time. He smiled bitterly and said softly, "Okay, I'll send someone to pick her up right away." His voice was as gentle as the warm wind in March.
The woman's face softened slightly when she heard this, but then she said coquettishly like a girl, "Ignore you, huh." As soon as she finished speaking, her figure gradually faded away, and after a few breaths, only a faint shadow remained.
Before completely dissipating, the phantom smiled seductively at the young man, his eyes as charming as silk, full of a thousand kinds of temptations and all kinds of tenderness.
The young man looked at the place where it disappeared and smiled evilly, his golden pupils shining brightly, as if a blazing fire was igniting.
"My lord, the Qilin envoy has arrived." In a flash of white light, an old man with white hair and beard appeared in front of the young man, kneeling on one knee and said respectfully.
The young man instantly returned to his indifferent appearance, without sadness or joy, and the fire in his eyes turned into a glacier, exuding an eternal cold air. Taking a step forward, golden light flashed, and the two of them disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Xuanyuan, Pingdingding, Suyuan. Su Tianqi was meditating in the secret room. Suddenly, a ray of fire flew in, and then a pleasant female voice came from it: "Sir, Leng Yan has successfully built the foundation."
After the fire light dissipated, Su Tianqi stood up and left the secret room. The maid outside the door hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "What are your orders, Master?"
"Is there any news about the whereabouts of the magic blade?" Su Tianqi asked as he walked towards the window.
"Sir, there is no news yet."
"Where are Su Ming and his party now?" Su Tianqi was not surprised and asked.
The maid hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "According to the spies' report, Master Ming has spoken and told them to get out."
"Hmph!" Su Tianqi flicked his sleeves and looked gloomy.
Upon hearing this, the maidservant hurriedly leaned to the ground and begged for mercy: "Master, please calm down."
Su Tianqi was about to speak when suddenly a dazzling electric light pierced the sky and fell straight into the head hall, followed by thunder that was deafening.
"Alas..." With a soft sigh, Su Tianqi waved his hand to signal the maid to get up, and then he went into the secret room and retreated into seclusion.
The maid slumped to the ground in relief, her clothes already soaked with cold sweat. She didn't dare to get up until he left, and hurriedly left with a look of fear on her face.
In the master's hall, a young man in white was sitting on a cloud couch. Below him, a skinny old man in linen clothes bowed and saluted: "I have met the master, senior brother."
The young man smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, motioning for him to sit down, and then said in a warm voice: "Junior brother Yunyou is back. It seems that his cultivation has improved again, and he is only a hair away from the later stage."
"Senior brother is making fun of me, but this trip does have some opportunities." The old man replied with a smile.
"Oh? Can you find the person who inherits the inheritance?"
"Alas, the Heavenly Thunder Dharma Body is unique among ten thousand. How can it be so simple?" The old man sighed.
The young man pretended to have a profound smile: "The lower sect has accepted a disciple of Tianlei Dharma Body, and has not yet established the foundation. Junior brother..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man. He suddenly stood up, laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha, thank you, senior brother, and say goodbye!" Then it turned into a fierce thunder light, soaring straight into the sky, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only rolling thunder.
The young man smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly, then slowly closed his eyes and wandered too far.
Hanjiabao.
Yuan Qing and his party followed the pangolin and finally stopped at the foot of a towering snow mountain.
For some reason, when the pangolin arrived here, it immediately emerged from the ground, shrank into a ball, and was trembling all over. No matter how Li Tianren urged it, it refused to move forward even half a step. Li Tianren had no choice but to put it away.
Seeing this, Su Ming said calmly: "It seems that we can only search separately."
Zhao Yimu heard this and asked coldly: "What is the message?"
Wang Qing said at this time: "There is a communication plate in a certain family here." He turned over his palm and took out a delicate copper plate the size of a palm, with the Yin and Yang Bagua engraved on it. "You only need to inject the spiritual power mark into it. Hold the communication talisman and you can talk to everyone."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Qing flicked out a wisp of silver sword energy without hesitation and threw it into the interrogation tray. The others looked at him in shock.
Just when he was puzzled, Wang Qing laughed: "Hahaha, Brother Yuan is really refreshing!" Then he glanced at the rest of the people and said: "Don't worry, this spiritual power mark can only be saved for three hours at most, and The more frequent the communication, the shorter the time.”
Only then did everyone release the spiritual energy mark with confidence and plunge into it.
Wang Qing then handed out a small jade charm to each person. After everyone tried it one by one, they did not put it into the storage bag, but put it away close to their bodies.
Seeing that the preparations were complete, Su Ming said in a deep voice: "Don't fight without authorization. If you encounter the enemy, call him immediately." After saying that, he picked a direction and got up with his weapons. The remaining people each picked a direction and galloped away.
Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er flew to the southeast together. After searching for a while, Yuan Qing suddenly asked: "Ling'er, what's so mysterious about this spiritual energy mark? Why is everyone so secretive?"
Ling'er was stunned when he heard this, and then chuckled: "I'm still wondering why you trust Senior Brother Wang so much. It turns out it's because you don't know. You're such an idiot."
She looked at Yuan Qing's even more confused expression, coughed slightly and said: "Ahem, let me tell you. It is extremely dangerous for monks to leave spiritual power marks among monks. Through the marks, one can know their whereabouts, and even There is also a secret method that can kill people invisible."
"Then all sound transmissions require spiritual power marks?"
"That's not the case. The transmission talisman can be used by simply simulating the spiritual aura of the person transmitting the message with your spiritual thoughts. However, the spiritual aura is quite a private matter for monks. Although it is not a serious problem, if you are not a close friend of the same sect, It’s better not to stay.”
Yuan Qing nodded thoughtfully, then smiled brightly: "Thank you, Fairy Zhu, for clearing up the confusion."
While they were talking, a voice sounded from both of them at the same time: "At the foot of the northwest mountain, come quickly."
