The time of Shen was already here, and the brigade set out. Not long after going up the mountain, he arrived at the dense forest. The branches and trees in the forest were lush and the energy was slightly wet. A faint wet mist floated out of the mountain. The white air rippled across the tip of the nose and instantly spread to the lungs, as if you could smell the faint fragrance of the soil inadvertently.

However, although the mountains are wet, it does not bring any lingering feeling. Even when autumn comes, it is still full of enthusiasm.

Looking at the scenery entering the mountain, I really can't figure out why the envoys got lost. Perhaps it was Zhenru Taoist sect that it was the Buddhist sect who interfered and lost his own people.

After about half an hour, the people in the brigade began to have an idea. He saw a Taoist sect, who was a little older and slightly white-haired man, suddenly pinched a magic trick, and a hammer hit the ground, shouting to you: "Everyone, if everyone is together, it will take a long time to reach the deep mountains. If you are anxious, you will take a step first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the Taoist suddenly swirling his long hair, the veins in his hand riots, and a gray-brown light bloomed on the heavy hammer, climbing onto the ground. Suddenly, the place where the hammer fell was covered with light. With the center of the hammer as the axis, countless lights spread around, like winding dragons and snakes, flowing away with a swaying languidity.

The solid mud was smashed out of dust, and the sand and stones flew out of thin air. It raised and undulated. In just a moment, the speaker escaped into the mud with the dust and disappeared invisible.

One person took the lead, and there were people who were rushing to the forefront. After the Taoist escaped, two or three young disciples also used the same trick to sneak into the ground and escaped invisibly...

The person who first used the technique of escaping the ground was the sacrificial master Zhang Qiu of Taixuan Sect. Following him was his disciple. It is said that this technique can travel thousands of miles a day and is mysterious. The person who escaped the ground did not appear and could not find it even if he wanted to find it.

After Taixuanmen escaped from the ground, the monk snorted coldly. A monk, who was only thirty years old, looked at the expression of the supreme Dharma King, stood up clearly, put his palms together, and sang an obscure scripture. A golden light appeared above the little monk's head, covering his bare head like a sun wheel.

Feng Ling couldn't help laughing when she looked at this scene. She had heard that the monk had shaved his hair and was as smooth as a lantern in the daytime. Now, with the golden light, it was so bright that it was so bright.

But no matter how much he smiled, Feng Ling couldn't show their ability. He saw the little monk's ears move, and suddenly he enlarged a little, as if the ox was growing on the side of Yan Hua's face, sucking the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

I heard the sound of the wind coming from the mountains, and the branches were scattering wildly. The sound of the wind and all the noises from thousands of miles away came into the ears of the little monk.

Before the time of incense, the wind stopped silently. The little monk took back his magic and replied to the monk, pointed to the northwest direction, and whispered a few words.

Then, the monk nodded, and suddenly turned into a dark golden lotus platform, placed in the air, suddenly became larger, and the surrounding Buddhist sounds surround the sky, and the fairy air swelled.

Three people walked out of the monk, stepped onto the lotus platform and flew towards the direction the little monk pointed earlier.

A few more people left, and under such circumstances, no one could hold back and wanted to show off their skills.

At this time, the fairies in the Great Nine Palace swayed their beautiful figures, as if they were dancing a song. The gauze covered with them floated lightly, and they were dotted in the air, as if they had broken up thousands of sorrows and made people indulge in them.

In a moment, only the veil was left in front of everyone. When they came to their senses, they had already changed their shapes and appeared in the dense forest ten feet away, gradually moving away.

Feng Ling saw everyone leaving with their magical powers, shook her head, and said in a slightly profound tone, "It's not good, it's not good, you can go around like this, and the news must not be concentrated. Whoever finds the clues and who can't find the clues is at all, and there is no way to know. It's too late and there is no way to take care of each other. It's dangerous to leave it alone in order to fight for a while."

After finishing his thoughts, Feng Ling suddenly realized that Wu Xiaojun seemed to be a quiet person, so she couldn't let him play with her, otherwise he would be a little lost, and he would be alone. So she turned her eyes back from afar and reminded Wu Xiaojun: "Brother Wu, we can't learn from them, it's better to follow the team."

But this was the case. Feng Ling just realized that she had not paid attention to the people behind because she had made too many changes in the previous ones.

At this moment, only Wu Xiaojun and Niu Yao were left behind. They walked a little slower because they talked about fine wine. After listening to Feng Ling turning around and preaching, they said, "I can't follow you even if I want to. There is no team left, there is only the three of us."

"..." Feng Ling was ashamed. In just a blink of an eye, people from all sects relied on their magical powers and showed their skills. Some used Yimu Immortal to escape, some used the magical journey, some used the clouds and sky steps, in short, all kinds of things are dazzling.

It would be fine if Wu Xiaojun was left behind. He was a young man himself and was not among the mountain-exploring team. However, the bull demon was not in a hurry. Feng Ling was a little surprised and asked: "Where are you? Why didn't you fly away with magic?"

When Niu Yao heard Feng Ling ask, he immediately replied: "I think mom... you are right, it's better to walk with you together." Niu Yao originally wanted to call "Empress", but Feng Ling was afraid that he would let go of the words before, so she used her soul to pass on the message and could not call her. She also moved him affectionately and said: "It's too strange to call her. You and I have acquainted each other. You should be friends, so how can you call her like that."

Therefore, the bull demon was honest and followed Feng Ling's words and stopped calling the empress. It was just that because he heard the little demon mention the name "Empress Feng Ling" before, he still felt a little awe.

As for the "Feng Ling" mentioned by the little demons, they are probably exaggerated. There are two versions that Feng Ling has heard of. One is that the demonic claws of the demon can be captured by one claw and thrown into the demon-striking banner; the other is that the empress Feng Ling is a magical act, and the man is dressed as a woman, and is robbed of wealth and sex, so it is better to be careful.

Alas, Feng Ling still understands why it was spread like this about these two versions. She probably received the Fox Spirit, so the little demons added some imagination and achieved the first version. In the second version, she was about to combine herself and her husband into one person, but there was a little bit that she was really unwilling to accept. Even though she robbed money, she never robbed her lust!

No, she had a disaster once, and that flirting husband was a disaster.

In fact, Feng Ling also knew that she was the queen's name, but it was probably all thanks to her husband. If he hadn't been so powerful, would she have been the little demon to be the queen and acted as a blessing? She should have been in a big demon pot that covets the demon banner.

Thinking of this, Feng Ling looked at the Demon-Surveying Banner and suddenly realized that she should hide this thing and could not be tied behind her so blatantly. However, the Demon-Surveying Banner was too powerful and the small Qiankun bag could not be sucked in at all. She could only consider her own way and put the Demon-Surveying Banner into the Sumeru Mustard Space.

Di Jun refused to teach Feng Ling's method and avoided being her master. Therefore, Feng Ling still doesn't know how to refine Sumeru mustard seed space, but now she is surrounded by immortal cultivators, so she can ask one or two questions.

So, while Feng Ling walked up the mountain, she asked Wu Xiaojun about refining space.
Chapter completed!