The onlookers fell down laughing, and a man stepped out from the inner hall.
The man was nearly a year old, with a chin and tiger eyes, and a rather majestic expression. He said in a loud voice: "Why is it so noisy?"
When all the disciples saw Chu Shangu, who was on duty at the Wanji Building, speaking, they immediately lowered their heads and lowered their hands, not daring to express their anger.
Chushan Guhumu looked around for a while and then turned around and returned to the inner hall, leaving all the disciples in the hall looking at each other in confusion.
After a long while, Nightingale yelled: "Get out!" Several people hurriedly slipped out of the building as if they had received an amnesty.
For a long time, several people secretly gathered at the foot of a towering ancient tree.
Lu Nan peeked at the exit of Wanji Tower and said, "Not out yet."
Chen Xian'er complained: "The fat thief is talking nonsense. It's better now. He doesn't even dare to take the mission."
The little fat man was so bitter that it was hard to describe, and he was sulking.
Yan Ci joked: "Senior brother, don't be upset. At least you have a close contact with Senior Sister Ye. I'll add some firewood later, maybe this fire can really light up."
Lu Nan said seriously: "Junior Brother Yan's words make sense. Hitting means kissing and scolding means loving each other. I'm going to kick you. Look at Senior Sister Ye's kick. It's so affectionate."
What the three said was evil. Luo Mu was simple-minded and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
After waiting for a long time, I saw the nightingale splitting the flowers and brushing the willows away from the front of Wanji Tower.
Chen Cang'er said: "Junior brother is here today, is it still to accept the task of killing the beast in the Withered Mist Forest?"
Yan Ci said: "Yes, I wonder what senior brother is planning?"
Chen Cang'er said: "Junior brother has extraordinary abilities. He walked into the dry mist forest several times without incident. As a brother, I would never dare to go deep into the forest alone. Now let's make further decisions based on the mission situation.
Shamelessly entering the building again, Yan Ci took over the task and said, "Senior brothers, please forgive me, Yan must make some preparations before entering the mountain, and leave first."
Several people laughed and said, "It's okay, junior brother, please help yourself." Yan Ci said goodbye and went back to his residence.
At dawn the next day, Yan Ci checked the storage ring. A Su Lian sword, a set of green clothes, half a bottle of Bigu Pill, half a bottle of healing medicine, and some clear springs.
With everything in hand, he tightened his belt and headed straight out of the building into the foggy forest.
The scenery of the front mountain remains the same, with cranes holding red pistils and deer treading on fragrant grass. A group of strange beasts with green horns, like deer and horses, were playing by the stream. This beast was named Green Cloud, and it had a trace of the blood of the feathered beast.
Fanyu, also known as Green Ear, is one of the eight horses of Kunwu in mythology. It can travel thousands of miles in a day. There is a rumor that "King Mu of Zhou got it and traveled to the west. When he saw the Queen Mother of the West, he was so happy that he forgot to return."
Green Cloud Beast has a petite body and cute appearance. Its hooves generate wind when it runs. Many people in Tongchenyuan like to tame it for riding.
Yan Cishi deployed his Swift Feather Catching Wind Escape Technique and walked across the leaves. After about half an hour, he gradually felt exhausted. I thought that after building the foundation and combining it with flying with the sword, my escape speed and durability would be greatly improved.
In addition, there is a great benefit after building the foundation, which is the growth of spiritual consciousness.
Spiritual consciousness is spiritual thought. Human beings are born with five senses: shape, body, smell, taste, and touch, which can perceive and understand the external environment.
Those who successfully build the foundation will increase their mind, consciousness, and stored consciousness, collectively referred to as divine consciousness, which can allow them to consider internal and external environments and strengthen their sensing abilities.
As the level of cultivation increases, releasing spiritual thoughts can expand the scope of insight.
If you are a cultivator in the Kong Ming period, it is estimated that within a radius of dozens of miles, no matter how big or small it is, it is impossible to escape the eyes and ears. However, the sensitivity of spiritual thoughts does not lack of fatal flaws. Releasing spiritual thoughts in non-static situations consumes mana very much, so it should not be used when facing enemies.
What's more, cultivators all value privacy, and releasing their spiritual thoughts at will to explore others is quite provocative. Therefore, their spiritual thoughts are mostly used to explore the environment and spy on enemies.
Walking for half a day into the dry mist forest is like being in another world.
The light clouds are confusing, the sun and moon are dim, the rustling old trees cover the sky and the sun is obscured, and the road is long and barren with vines making it difficult to walk. The dappled sunlight shines into the deep forest, and the mist slowly gathers.
The rustling of falling leaves and the mournful cries of mountain birds make the forest even more tranquil.
Yan Ci took out the Su Lian sword and walked cautiously in the forest. Thunder rolled past and rain began to fall in the sky.
The terrain of the forest was undulating and overgrown with green moss. After walking for two days through thorns and thorns, Yan Ci came across several groups of his fellow disciples who went into the mountain to hunt mist-covered beasts. Unfortunately, they were unfamiliar with them, so they casually said hello and escaped on their own.
Walking through the mountains and crossing the forest, we reached a place where towering trees were curling vigorously. There were dead leaves several feet thick in the forest, and the smell of decay was extremely pungent.
There is a fallen leaf that still has a hint of green that has not faded away. A few mud stains are stained on it, and light footprints are faintly visible. Yan Ci crouched down and observed the surroundings vigilantly. He suddenly took a breath and raised his body like smoke to hide among the dense leaves.
In the forest, the fog starts to get thicker and thicker at dawn, and a group of more than ten fog beasts will lurk in the forest to absorb the fog. When night falls, the fog will disappear and the field of vision will be particularly bright. At this time, the mist-covered beasts will meet in groups of twos and threes to go out hunting. Yan Ci held her breath, hibernating among the leaves, waiting for the lone monster.
Towards the middle of the night, a clicking sound came, and a strange beast with a head shaped like a wolf and covered with green scales appeared in the field of vision. This beast had two horns and four claws, a body like steel, and a tail that was more than five feet long. It breathed mist. Transpiration is the mist beast.
In the dark environment, the mist-covered beast looks at ease, viewing the foggy forest as a backyard, with the elegance of a leisurely stroll.
The Mist Beast slowly walked through a thorn, when suddenly a leaf fell on its forehead. It shook its head uncomfortably, trying to shake off the leaf.
A sudden change occurred, and two green moon blades rushed towards each other among the dense leaves, arriving in an instant like a fleeting light.
The Mist Beast shrank back, and one of the moon blades slashed hard on its brow bone, while another hit the green scales on the Mist Beast's neck, and bounced out several feet away with a "clang" sound.
The mist beast's steel tail was rolled back, and its body was moving quickly. Suddenly, there was a sound from above, and a sword light cut across the forehead like a sword.
The blood rained heavily, and the mist-covered beast fell straight into the dead leaves.
Yan Ci whistled and crouched on the ground, peeling off the monster material with great skill.
The two glistening white spiritual bones between the chest and abdomen of the monster beast are treasures for long-term mist-absorbing cultivation, and the long-horned claws can be used to refine weapons.
After the cleaning was completed, Yan Ci used the soil falling technique to sink the corpse into the soil, then spread some leaves on it, and then went into the deep forest.
According to "Records of Mountains and Seas", the dry fog forest has existed since ancient times, and the fog beast is a monster that appears inexplicably and is born by swallowing fog.
For many years, this beast has been a disaster, and residents from east of Lishan Mountain to Yingge City were panicked after hearing about it. Very few people in the world dare to come to the forest, and even if they come, they never go out again.
Tongchenyuan once mobilized its disciples to specifically kill the mist beast, but this beast has extremely strong reproductive ability and has always been invincible.
Fortunately, the fog beasts can only survive by relying on the fog, and there are few rumors of coming out of the forest to disturb civilians.
Although Tongchenyuan had the intention of saving the world and benefiting the people, seeing that the damage caused by the fog beast was limited, he gradually ignored it.
Leaving this place of survival for the mist beasts is also a barrier for Tongchenyuan to hide in the world.
Over time, Tongchenyuan acquiesced to the existence of the Mist Beasts and used this place as a training place for its disciples. It could slightly control the number of Mist Beasts and obtain some weapon refining materials. Why not?
