The mountain wind blows,

The trees sway, the grass flutters,

At a glance, the endless mountains are boundless,

There is no smoke and fire in the world, but there is a unique and tranquil scenery of heaven and earth.

The Seven Star Sword emits a green glow, the sword energy surges due to the retraction, and the fairy light flows and floats in the void.

Feng Lan stood on the sword with a leisurely expression, searching carefully.

The sky is clear and the sunshine is warm.

Today is a rare good weather.

Feng Lan's heart was filled with dark clouds.

He has been following it for two days, and no trace of the village woman or the woodcutter has been found, just like water droplets evaporating under the sun.

But in this vast mountain, there are few people and ferocious birds and beasts appear, and dangers are everywhere.

Suddenly, a thick gray, like mist rising in a steamer, surged up from the mountain stream, extended left and right, spread out, and faintly wrapped the surrounding area where the mountain stream was located.

In the Taiming Continent, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains in the Western Wilderness.

But what’s even more dangerous is the million mountains in the southern region.

Especially the vast land where the Western Wilderness and the Southern Territory meet is called the "Yellow Spring". It has complex geography and is extremely dangerous.

In comparison, Fenglan is still on the outermost ring of the Million Mountains.

Feng Lan was still five miles away from the gray mist. With his powerful consciousness at the Foundation Establishment level, he could not sense anything strange, but he hurriedly brought down his sword and hid in the darkness.

The wild fox also barked lowly, seemingly uneasily.

Fenglan picked it up and stroked its smooth and shiny fox fur to calm it down.

The wild fox followed Fenglan for several days, and its vitality and blood changed drastically. The gray fox fur began to change color, and fresh blood appeared at the roots of the fox fur.

A moment later, from the southwest, several lights came like lightning and landed a hundred feet away from the wind and waves.

The light dissipated, revealing seven young men, one of whom was the leader, with sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples, a slender figure, and an extraordinary aura.

Feng Lan used Zhenhai Jing, held his breath, and the consciousness of the Foundation Establishment Realm unfolded freely, as if standing next to them, but the strong ones among them had difficulty detecting Feng Lan's existence.

"Deputy sect leader, you are a god at predicting events, and the time is just right." A person on the left said with a smile.

"Everyone, please don't be careless." The young man who is the deputy sect master said calmly, "The Southern Territory is not peaceful. The sect master has asked all of us to lie down and not show our faces."

"The City of Falling Sun has really suffered heavy losses." The deputy sect master murmured, "Among the more than ten thousand people, there are fully 600 of our people. It is not yet certain who did it, but according to my guess, it is probably the Holy Spirit.

Old boy Fu has already sent his most proud disciple Feng Lan.

Fenglan, Fenglan, the only child of the Feng family in Raging Flame City, is only fifteen years old and has entered the fifth year of cultivation, and has successfully built the foundation.

Such people are really terrifying."

"Deputy Sect Leader, things are very peaceful over there in Seven Star City." One person said, and another person echoed, "An ancient sage said: Governing a big country is like cooking small dishes. The Zhangtian Sect has lost five thousand years of land territory, and it depends on a person

Wouldn't it be as difficult for a young boy to take it back as if he could reach heaven? It's simply wishful thinking."

"Well, that's the reason." The deputy sect master nodded and said, "When the matter here is over, I will personally go to the Falling Sun City and then to the Seven Star City. It is best to meet this Fenglan."

"Well, by the way, what's the news over at Hehuanmen now?" The deputy sect leader chuckled, "They've been having a lot of trouble lately."

"They all disappeared." The person on the left said, "I think we also want to avoid the limelight of Falling Sun City."

"How on earth was it possible to poison ten thousand and ninety-seven people at once?" The deputy sect leader murmured, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said loudly, "Here he comes. This beast is very troublesome for the sect leader.

We must not make any mistakes."

Fenglan looked at the mountain stream filled with clouds and mist, as if there was a windbox blowing the wind and making a fire to ignite the smoke.

"Oh, it turns out to be miasma."

Only then did Feng Lan realize that there were already millions of fog miasma in the mountains, but he didn't expect the fog miasma to be so powerful.

Such fog miasma is often accompanied by powerful monsters or fierce beasts.

Birds appear.

Therefore, the evil of fog miasma also refers to the ferocious beasts and birds of prey hidden in it.

In just a moment, the wind blew violently, and a black cloud rose from the depths of the mountain, spreading out like ink, covering the sky and the earth. And from the depths of the mountain in the distance, the wind roared like a roar.

"The evil beast does have some abilities." The deputy sect master said loudly, "Set up an array and capture Kui Mao."

Meow~, a slight cat meow came from the mountain stream, as if the cat had just woken up.

"Kui Cat?" Feng Lan thought, "What kind of monster is called this name?"

Suddenly, there was silence over the mountain stream, and squares appeared in the black clouds.

Feng Lan finally saw clearly that it was a huge net growing out of the black clouds, covering the entire mountain stream.

Meow~, a shrill, shrill whistle echoed through the sky.

Feng Lan's face changed slightly.

This whistling sound alone is enough to show that this group of people mobilized an army and the "Kui Cat" they faced was a very powerful monster.

Thunder suddenly exploded in the sky.

Suddenly, the wind was as fierce as a knife and the rain was as heavy as a drop.

However, the heavy rain in the mountain stream magically swept towards the sky, as if waves were splashing from the sea. The thunder and lightning in the sky also gathered in that area.

"Evil beast!"

The deputy sect master was slightly angry, and he waved his right hand lightly, holding up a small blood-colored cauldron.

The small cauldron lifted into the sky, overflowing with blood, dyeing a small area of ​​the sky and earth red. The three dragon heads engraved on the body of the cauldron gradually revealed their ferocious appearance, as if they were about to come to life.

"like!"

Feng Lan whispered secretly.

This small cauldron is exactly the same as the one Feng Lan got from the Demon-Conquering Cave.

However, after Feng Lan returned to the mountain gate, he handed the cauldron and the brazier to his master, but the master didn't say anything about the cauldron. He only said that the brazier was the most precious treasure in the world of cultivation and that his master, Lord Lingfeng, could use it.

"What kind of sect is this? Why have I never heard anyone talk about it? Could it be that the Zhangtian Sect is so weak?"

It is hard to understand that Feng Lan is true. The mighty Five True Sects, which rule the world of cultivation, may actually have long existed in name only. However, secretly, there are already powerful cultivation sects that can compete with the Five True Spirits.

"It's so sad."

Feng Lan shook his head and sighed sadly, feeling deeply sad.

"What are these secretly growing cultivation sects waiting for?"

However, this unexplainable problem arises.

A young leader in the world of cultivation like that deputy sect leader doesn't even pay attention to the Holy Talisman, the head of Zhangtian Sect.

Once the sect he belongs to is publicly revealed, it will be able to dominate one side and stand upright with the Five Righteousnesses.

Even, at a certain point in time, expand the territory and compete for the strongest voice.

At this moment when Fenglan was thinking,

The blood-colored small cauldron was filled with blood mist. The three dragon heads separated from the small cauldron and rose into the sky. The huge dragon body seemed to be hidden in the blood mist and the small cauldron.

A huge shadow jumped out from the depths of the mountain stream.

The mountain with a radius of hundreds of miles around the mountain stream shook violently several times, as if a giant beast lying deep underground turned over and trembled.

The small blood-colored cauldron suddenly glowed with light, and a bloody lightning flashed from the mouth of the cauldron. The moment it hit the shadow, it turned into a blood-colored dragon claw, grabbing the huge shadow from its head.

The deputy sect leader's body shook violently, and then he stood still. He recited the incantation silently, and slowly retracted the blood-colored dragon claws. When he was about to reach the mouth of the tripod, the deputy sect leader pulled out a triangular magic weapon from his left hand. At this moment, the card emerged from the black cloud.

The giant net that appeared in the sky came over and caught the flying shadows.

After a fierce struggle, the shadow gradually subsided, and when it emerged, it was a three-legged giant cat with long, dark, steel-like hair, and three golden eyes that shone brightly and darkly.

"The deputy sect master is mighty!"

Dozens of people chanted in unison.

"This matter has finally been accomplished, and the twenty-four years of hard work of my mentor have not been in vain."

The deputy sect leader put away the small blood-colored cauldron and spoke slowly, but the bloody light in his right hand lingered. He put his right hand into his sleeve, and even the ocher sleeves and robes reflected red.

Already.

"Return!"

The deputy sect master gave the order, and everyone's royal magic weapons rose into the sky, turned into little lights, and headed towards the depths of the mountains in the southwest.

Feng Lan was thinking about whether he should chase after him in the heavy rain.

That young deputy sect master has extraordinary conduct and is at the foundation-building level.

If it were a head-on fight, one-on-one might not be able to defeat the small bloody cauldron in his hand.
To be continued...