Climb the mountain range Zhou Zixiu to be able to get a glimpse of the whole picture, the whole mountain range stretches for thousands of miles in a ring, the drunken dream valley below is not an exaggeration to say that it is a basin, the mountain range is not high from the Xiqingcheng, but the drunken dream valley looks bottomless, during which the peaks are towering, like a towering stalagmite, the range is no less than the jurisdiction of a city, the clouds and smoke are not clear to see the whole picture!

Different from Zhou Zixiu's way up the mountain, the other side of the mountain is a bare cliff, there is no way to go, and a white mist rolls down to cover the valley, and the rock wall climbs against the current driven by the autumn wind.

This is probably the white fog that the people of Guangxuan County said, Zhou Zixiu looked around, trying to find a way to go down, according to the coachman, the place where he could go down should be near here, but this place is not even a rock wall that is convenient to climb.

Zhou Zixiu secretly thought to himself, could it be that the coachman had misremembered? Soon he found that he was not the only one on the mountain, and many spirit masters were sitting cross-legged near the white mist, with solemn expressions, holding on to their minds under the washing of the white mist.

What's going on? Could it be that this white mist is a miasma similar to Fu Soul Incense? Zhou Zixiu walked into the cliff and stretched out his hand to touch the white mist, and a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"If you're not prepared, it's best not to touch it. ”

"Xia Ling'er?" Zhou Zixiu turned his head and saw an acquaintance standing not far behind him, just hesitated, his hand had already touched the white mist that was rolled up by the wind, and his brain suddenly felt like he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his whole body trembled.

Zhou Zixiu hurriedly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and looked at the white mist rising from the bottom of the valley with palpitations.

"Even if you are ignorant, you should know something about the Drunken Dream Valley, is this white mist something that the spirit master can touch casually, don't you see that the group of people are trying to adapt and prepare for entering the valley?" Xia Ling'er said.

"Why are you here?" asked Zhou Zixiu stupidly.

Xia Ling'er didn't hide it: "My purpose here is the same as them, to participate in the trial, but you, saying that you are here to have fun, it doesn't seem like that." ”

"Going to Ningshan City to steal something has something to do with entering the Valley of Drunken Dreams?"

"Hmm, it's not stupid, every three years, the major sects will send disciples here to participate in the training competition, and there are so many qualified disciples from each sect and sect, so naturally they need to eliminate a wave first, so only those who go to the designated cities to take down the tokens are eligible to enter. Xia Ling'er took out a wooden plaque engraved with a special insect ornament, "That's it, it can ensure that we stay in the valley for a week without invasion, but in order to prolong the time, we will generally adapt before the Mufeng Festival. ”

Zhou Zixiu smiled: "How much is true and how false is what you say?"

"Eight points true. Xia Linger said.

"What is this white mist?" Zhou Zixiu didn't bother where Xia Ling'er's two points of leave were, he probably guessed that it was true to go to Ningshan City to go to the token, but in addition to the token, this girl should have a secret, just like on the car, although Qin Yecheng did not admit it, but Zhou Zixiu knew that the carjacker must be for their master and servant.

"This white mist is a kind of miasma formed in the valley, which will erode the spirit master's sea of consciousness and consume the spirit master's cultivation, which is a deadly poison for the spirit master below the Yaoyang level. Even the Bright Sun Spirit Master didn't dare to stay in it without scruples, it had no effect on ordinary people, it was very weird. Xia Linger said.

"Really?" Zhou Zixiu showed a surprised expression, "How can you go down and climb down then?"

Hearing Zhou Zixiu's words, Xia Ling'er burst out laughing: "You really don't know at all, why do you think the trials are always once every three years, isn't it good to let the disciples enter to find more heavenly and earthly treasures?"

"No way, I haven't seen much of the world, and I ask Miss Ling'er to teach me. Zhou Zixiu shrugged.

"Tomorrow's Mufeng Festival, with the autumn wind is not only those white mist, but also the road to the bottom of the valley, although no one has confirmed, but the major sects all agree that the valley has been transformed into this way in order to protect a certain powerful inheritance. Xia Ling'er walked next to Zhou Zixiu and looked at the valley road.

Zhou Zixiu looked at the mountains that stretched for thousands of miles, stuck in the valley below the horizon, rolling white mist, towering peaks, and the roars and cries of rare and exotic beasts from time to time.

"Is there no other way?" Zhou Zixiu said.

"Yes. Xia Ling'er said, "Jump down directly, it's only one or two thousand meters high, there is no danger except for miasma on the periphery, if you are lucky enough not to die, maybe you will die." ”

Xia Ling'er was just joking, but Zhou Zixiu got several pieces of information, the depth of the valley, the situation on the periphery, these are all things that Zhou Zixiu urgently needs to confirm.

Looking at Zhou Zixiu's serious appearance, Xia Linger felt that something was wrong, this guy didn't really want to jump!

"There will be a passage rising from the bottom of the valley early tomorrow morning, let's cooperate, you first find a way to adapt to the white fog, and then we will find a way to get a brand. How about you find your purpose, and I fight for my trials and help each other?" Xia Ling'er said, glancing at the spirit masters around her who were adapting to the white mist.

Zhou Zixiu thought for a while: "I'm looking for the Xuansi Ice Pattern Silkworm, if the purpose is not conflicting, we will cooperate." ”

Xia Ling'er showed a hint of cunning in her eyes: "No conflict, although this thing is not in the center, it is extremely difficult to find, it is not within the scope of our trial, and it can be given to you." ”

"Deal. Zhou Zixiu didn't procrastinate, and directly agreed.

"Okay, let's ......" Before Xia Ling'er finished speaking, she saw Zhou Zixiu take a deep breath and retreat back a dozen steps, "What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid of heights!"

“......”

Xia Linger was so confused by Zhou Zixiu that she didn't know what to say, and was just about to open her mouth to discuss how to snatch the wooden card, when she heard Zhou Zixiu say: "It's too late tomorrow, I'll wait for you below!"

"You ......" Xia Linger's eyes widened.

I saw Zhou Zixiu take advantage of the run, jumped out, rushed out of the mountains surrounding the valley, spread his limbs and threw himself into the rolling white mist!

"This idiot!" Xia Ling'er was furious, he thought he had lured this guy to take the bait, but he didn't expect him to really jump, he thought that the miasma was just talking and playing, there was no special wooden card to shelter, there was no previous adaptation, and a Wangchen middle-level spirit master was estimated to have died in the air before he fell!

Xia Ling'er covered her head: "How could I fall in love with this kind of guy!"

The speed of descent is getting faster and faster, the wind wrapped in white mist roars in Zhou Zixiu's ears, his face is blown out of shape, he can't open his eyes, Zhou Zixiu is really afraid of heights, especially this kind of free fall, he feels that his heart is about to jump out.

"Ah!!h

After the clouds and smoke covered his figure, Zhou Zixiu finally couldn't help but shout, and a few seconds made him feel like he had been holding it for centuries, panting heavily: "Ahem, cough, cough......"

It was a fatal mistake to take a big breath during the rapid fall, and Zhou Zixiu suddenly felt a strong discomfort, and hurriedly mobilized the aura around his body to protect his whole body, so that he felt better.

Zhou Zixiu spread out his limbs again to adjust the change in body shape caused by discomfort, and the speed of falling became faster and faster, looking at the mountain wall that flew backwards at great speed, Zhou Zixiu's heart beat wildly, and shouted: "Mr. Newton, I love you!"

The word 'front' in the driving space in his brain suddenly brightened, the flight drive was suddenly activated, and the aura in Zhou Zixiu's body was surging, gushing out, and the white mist in the valley was driven by Zhou Zixiu's aura, and it actually showed a pair of huge wing shapes!

The falling speed was sharply reduced, and the strong inertia made Zhou Zixiu feel that he was about to be torn apart!

"Fly to Lao Tzu!"

"Whew!"

Zhou Zixiu's figure is supported by invisible wings, like a swooping bird, drawing a curve in the air and rising with his head high!

Gliding on the top of the dense forest at the bottom of the valley, Zhou Zixiu couldn't calm down for a long time: "I'll never play like this again! I'm scared to death! Which neuropathy invented bungee jumping!"

After hovering in the air for a while, after roughly observing the surrounding environment, the speed of the glide also slowed down, Zhou Zixiu found a suitable place to land, and landed on a ground that did not stand firm and almost collapsed to the ground, only to find that his feet were already weak.

It is also thanks to Xia Ling'er that there is no danger in the periphery, otherwise Zhou Zixiu really didn't dare to jump, many foreign beasts have territorial and even airspace awareness, with his half-baked flight drive, what powerful foreign beasts have been alarmed, it is completely 'food delivery'.

Almost recovered, Zhou Zixiu roughly identified the direction, and stretched out towards the Drunken Dream Valley, the miasma in the valley was fatal to other spirit masters, and I don't know why, but it was useless to Zhou Zixiu.

What Zhou Zixiu didn't know was that after he touched the bottom, a huge change happened outside.

The white mist in the Valley of Drunken Dreams suddenly became turbulent, and the spirit masters who were originally sitting on the mountain range and adapted to the invasion of the white mist were startled, looking at the white mist that was about to roll out in shock, and the next moment the white mist was like a torrent beast, drowning the spirit masters on the mountain range!

The spirit masters who did not have wooden cards were suddenly hit hard, collapsed to the ground and withered, and many of them were just here to see off the future and have time to leave.

"What's going on?Why did the white fog in the Valley of Drunken Dreams pour out in advance!"

"Who is it! Who went down in advance, and harmed me, if I catch it, I will eat your flesh raw!"

"Which disciple is ignoring the rules of the door......

“......”

The originally quiet mountain range was in an uproar, and no one expected that a large white mist would suddenly gush out of the Drunken Dream Valley. If it is only so categorical, it will not arouse the anger of the children of the various sects, after all, the natural disaster is haunted, but the most important passage has not appeared.

Apparently someone went down early!

The Valley of Drunken Dreams is known as a dangerous place, in the name of miasma and a mist that disturbs people's minds, and is usually surrounded by mountains, and only during the triennial Mufeng Festival that the passage will appear, and if someone enters in advance when it is approaching, then the valley will definitely change dramatically, causing the white fog to gush out in advance.

This means that not only will they waste the psionic energy in the wooden cards in advance to protect themselves, but the topographic maps they have prepared in advance will also be completely useless!

Xia Ling'er, the only one who knew the truth, stared at the bottom of the valley in shock, that guy really jumped down!