Mu Sheng exchanged glances with Nangong Ershu and asked, "Brother Dao, can you find anything abnormal on the Great Black Mountain besides the black fog anomaly?"

The big man touched his beard and thought about it, first shook his head, and then raised his head sharply and said, "If you want to say that it is abnormal, I just didn't see a living thing, not even a bird." ”

Nangong Yulan raised her head and smiled: "I don't know if my brother is willing to go to the Great Black Mountain with us again?"

Dahan's round eyes widened, he looked at Nangong Yulan for a long time and said with a smile: "The Sprinkle family doesn't want to go into the mountain with you delicate and tender women, this big black mountain is not for fun." ”

Nangong Yulan was very annoyed when she heard this, and was about to open her mouth to go back, Mu Sheng glanced at Nangong Yuhuan, Nangong Yuhuan gently pressed Nangong Yulan with her hand, Nangong Yulan held back the words back into her stomach, snorted coldly, turned her head, and didn't pay attention to Dahan.

Mu Sheng sat up from the chair next to Dahan and thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Dao, for sharing the situation on the Great Black Mountain with us, thank you!"

The big man was not unreasonable, seeing that Mu Sheng bowed his hand politely when he said goodbye, Mu Sheng smiled slightly and turned around and left the table.

Back in front of Shuangshu, several people lost interest in drinking tea, Mu Sheng called Xiao Er to come over and settle the bill, and the three of them left the teahouse. Nangong Yuhuan didn't speak much in the teahouse, and at this time he came out of the teahouse and asked, "Have you noticed that there seem to be more Jindan monks in this teahouse?"

Nangong Yulan raised her eyebrows and said, "Really, why do I think it's normal." ”

Mu Sheng quickly recalled in his mind after listening to it, there were ten tea tables in the small teahouse, and five of them had Jindan period monks, including his own table and that big man, this ratio seemed to be normal in Yuanshengmen. But the Great Black Mountain can be said to be a poor and remote country, and it seems that it is not so normal to have so many Jindan monks here.

Mu Sheng said: "What Ah Huan said is reasonable, but there are more Jindan monks in this town. ”

Nangong Yulan couldn't help frowning when she heard both of them say this, and said strangely: "No, I don't think there is any difference with our Yuanshengmen?"

"Sister, you said that we are Yuanshengmen, but this is just a small town!" Nangong Yuhuan said with a smile.

"Oh!" Nangong Yulan suddenly realized, looked thoughtfully at the pedestrians on the street, and said after a long time: "It seems that it is really as my sister said." ”

At this time, Nangong Yulan also understood that the proportion of Jindan period monks like them in the town was actually about the same as that of Yuanshengmen.

"Why are you here, why don't you go up the mountain?" Nangong Yulan asked herself.

"Maybe they're all on the sidelines, right?" replied Mu Sheng.

"Then, should we also stay here and watch, or should we go to the Great Black Mountain first?" Nangong Yuhuan asked.

"It's all here, it's better to retreat and close the net than to envy the fish in the abyss, what are we grinding here?" Nangong Yulan said very simply.

Nangong Yuhuan looked at Mu Sheng, and seeing that Mu Sheng did not object, he also acquiesced to the matter and walked with the two of them outside the town. Out of the city wall, the three of them looked for a secluded place, took out the magic weapon to fly, and came to the front of the big black mountain in about a quarter of an hour, and the three of them looked down from the air, only to see that the mountain forest was thick, and the mist between the trees was surrounded, and it was steaming like a fire, and the black gas was tumbling.

The three of them didn't dare to land rashly, so they chose a place where the black fog was light, and pressed the magic weapon to fall. The location here is not far from the big black mountain, it was a small village on the side of the mountain, at the moment people go to the empty building, the house is less inhabited, it seems a little depressed, but the time of abandonment is not long, not to the point that the house collapses.

The houses in the small village are not concentrated, but in groups of three or two, scattered on the hillside, and the bamboo poles, baskets, dustpans and other things that have not had time to be taken away are scattered on the ground messily. The pig kennel and chicken coop were empty, and even the guard dogs had long since been taken away.

Nangong Yulan and Yuhuan fell to the ground, closed their eyes and let go of their senses, and quietly felt the black fog spreading down from the big black mountain around them, the black fog was sometimes extremely light, so light that the color was almost invisible, and sometimes it was extremely thick, as if it was suddenly blown down by the mountain wind.

Mu Sheng didn't close his eyes, but strode from the light mist to the mist, and quickly passed through the black mist. In just a moment, the pale cyan robe on his body immediately darkened as if it had been stained with ink. The skin of the hands and faces exposed to the clothes also seems to be covered with a layer of black gas.

"He's not afraid of death. A sneer came from the empty room on the hillside.

Mu Sheng didn't care, and smiled at that place: "You have to try it to know that it's amazing, you say it's Brother Dao?"

When the three of them fell, their divine senses swept over, and they already knew that there were people here, and they were also cultivators, but they didn't come out for some reason? Nangong Ershu also opened his eyes at this time, the two of them didn't run into the fog, they only stood downwind, where the fog was light, Rao was like this, and the clothes of the two were also lightly dyed black, and the snow-like skin was just covered with a little dust.

"This black fog is really annoying. Nangong Yulan said angrily, as she spoke, she raised her wide sleeve with her right hand to cover her face, touched her face with her left hand, and when she put down her sleeve, her face had become jade skin and ice muscle.

Nangong Yuhuan and Nangong Yulan are the same, and the two of them touched the black qi on their faces almost at the same time. The man in the room sneered: "Since the two fairies love beauty so much, why do they come here to wade in this troubled water?"

Nangong Yulan said angrily: "I love my beauty, what's the matter with you?"

"It's none of my business, but when a fairy goes up the mountain like this, do you have to put your hands on your face all the time?" said the man in the room.

"I don't have to worry about you. Nangong Yulan replied coldly.

"That being the case, the fairy didn't say anything to me. The people in the room laughed and said Nangong Yulan snorted coldly and didn't speak again, there were three people in that room, Mu Sheng had already seen it with his divine sense, and the person who spoke just now was also a Jindan stage cultivator, and like Nangong Yulan, he was a monk of the Jindan stage of Great Perfection. The other two have a cultivation similar to Nangong Yuhuan at the beginning of the Jindan period, and the other is just a great consummation in the foundation building period.

Mu Sheng asked, "How many Taoist friends came down from the mountain?"

"No, it's just halfway up the mountain, and the black fog on the mountain is really powerful. The monk in the early stage of the golden pill in the house sighed.

"Oh, what's the magic method?" asked Mu Sheng.

The man didn't shy away from it, and he said it all one by one, which was basically the same as what Mu Sheng had heard in the teahouse before. also said the reason why they stayed in the room, the two monks of the Jindan period were fine, the monk in the foundation building period needed a place to dispel the black fog that eroded into the body, and the room was blocked by walls, doors and windows, so he chose to expel the black fog here.