Everyone looked at the fog still did not dissipate, but became more and more intense, everyone looked at the 7 Jindan monks led by them, in the eyes of the monks, their own elders are all immortals, usually in the sect, it is the elders of the Taishang who make decisions on major matters, and the experience of the elders of the Taishang rarely makes wrong decisions. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone habitually waited for the Supreme Elders to make a decision, and everyone didn't see the solemnity in the eyes of the Supreme Elders and the faint eagerness to try, the seven people glanced at each other, and the Kunlun faction took the lead to go inside. Before approaching the mist, Wang Xuanzhao explained the problem of the mist to Wuliu, Wuliu's face was a little dignified, but there was also a trace of disdain, Wang Xuanzhao knew that the other party's pride of the sky for many years, the elder Taishang, was not the first time to explore, this was just a little strange fog was not enough to arouse his vigilance. But I, Wang Xuanzhao, didn't say anything, I really didn't know the specific situation, some of them were still my own feelings, not to mention that now, I didn't think about giving up halfway, which also aroused Wang Xuanzhao's interest.

As everyone walked more and more inside, the surrounding fog was like a thick paste, and slowly the Qi refining cultivator felt that he was like an ordinary person, and the things around him couldn't see clearly at all, and he was getting more and more tired, more and more tired, and finally, someone fell down in the process of walking, which also attracted everyone's attention, it was a disciple of Longhu Mountain in the early stage of Qi refining, and Songhe Zhenren also had to pay attention to it and came forward to investigate, but this disciple seemed to be really tired and fell asleep, and his divine sense was a little lost. At first, everyone just thought that this was a special situation, but soon, one after another, the Qi refining disciples fell, and each one was the same situation, which began to arouse everyone's vigilance.

Wang Xuanzhao felt frightened as early as the first one, which was obviously wrong, like a manifestation of excessive loss of consciousness, and all the sleeping people fell into a dream, seeing that everyone's face was surprised, or greedy, or erotic, or frightened, or happy, and so on, different expressions appeared on different people's faces. The only thing that is the same is that everyone is in a deep sleep, and in the deep sleep everyone dreams sweetly.

When the first person was the first person, everyone had already realized the problem, but when everyone wanted to retreat, they found that everyone could no longer find the direction and way back, and everyone walked the same time along the direction of going back, and now the result is that a group of Qi refining stage disciples in different forms fell down and fell asleep on the road. At this time, the only ones left were the Jindan period monks and the foundation building period monks, and everyone was now muttering in their hearts, there was no better way, since there was no way to retreat, then they could only go on.

Slowly, Wang Xuanzhao discovered that as long as he didn't probe out his divine sense, there would be no problem, and he wouldn't fall into a deep sleep. Wang Xuanzhao told everyone about this, and at first, the monks of the Maoshan Sect didn't think so, but when they looked inside, they found that their divine consciousness was really somewhat consumed, and if it was calculated according to the normal situation, this was also the standard for reaching the capacity of the cultivator's divine consciousness in the Qi refining period, so there was really a problem.

Everyone hurriedly withdrew the divine consciousness released, as an old monk who has been cultivating for many years, the release of divine consciousness has basically become an instinct, although in the first mist, everyone knows that the Jindan monk's divine consciousness can only be released three or five meters in this, but even though it is three or five meters, everyone is still working hard to release the divine consciousness outside. Now everyone suddenly wants to withdraw their consciousness and look at the world with a pair of eyes like an ordinary person, and look outside, everyone feels weird and strange, and they are very uncomfortable.

But it was much better to recover the divine consciousness, and the group continued to walk forward, but after walking for a while, people in the distance seemed to hear all kinds of sounds, and the first one who couldn't control it was a monk in the early stage of foundation building, only to see him shouting "Senior sister, wait for me, I'm coming" like a sea of fog in the distance, all of this is like a cloud of obstacles, confusing the usually rational monks, exposing people's hearts or fragile or greedy desires. Wang Xuanzhao and other Jindan monks finally discovered the effect of this fog, and it actually had the effect of confusing people's hearts.

All the Jindan monks also felt bad, Wang Xuanzhao was even more secretly frightened, even if his divine sense was not released, he could still be confused, and the cold sweat behind Wang Xuanzhao also broke out, because at the beginning of entering the black bamboo forest, Wang Xuanzhao heard a sigh that seemed to be a call, like a sigh whispered in his ear, and the listener couldn't help but be obsessed. Now in this mist, Wang Xuanzhao heard the call that seemed to come from the soul again, calling one after another! More clearly, Wang Xuanzhao knew that if he hadn't put away his divine sense at the beginning, and moreover, the spiritual power cover had been opened, although some of the spiritual power had been consumed, Wang Xuanzhao found that his divine consciousness was damaged internally.

Slowly, two more foundation building monks fell, but the surrounding scenery was becoming clearer and clearer, at first it was a thick obstacle, and now the fog was like a faint water mist, there was actually light that could faintly pass through, and the surrounding scenery was also seen clearly, surrounded by high mountains in the distance, ancient trees towering to the sky, patches of bamboo forests were lush, and occasionally you could feel that there seemed to be a gentle wind blowing, and the branches and leaves in the forest were rustling, but in this quiet environment it was even more strange.

People in the distance seemed to hear the sound of the waterfall flowing water, people looked for the sound and began to walk more and more like the inside, and in the distance, they saw a small lake the size of a football field, and the mountain stream flew down like a silver flying dragon, and the lush trees on both sides of the mountain stream, but despite this, there was still no trace of the cultivators, and there were only two monks of the Kunlun sect who built the foundation of the Great Perfection and two disciples of the Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Sect who built the foundation of the Great Perfection. Including the disciples of Emei Guan, there are no lower cultivation disciples now, and all the lower cultivation disciples have fallen into a deep sleep on the way here.

Along the way, not to mention that the Zhuji monks were frightened, even these Jindan monks were also frightened, this has not happened for a long time, how could there be such a dangerous place? What kind of place is this? These questions are expected to have been thought about in the hearts of every monk, but despite the crisis of the situation, the monks are still calm, after all, they have the intention of falling at any time when they embark on the path of cultivation, and this is also the cycle of the Heavenly Dao! Therefore, in the face of the sudden change of the scene, everyone can be regarded as calmly accepting.