The fat man and Zhuge Chanjuan were very curious when they heard this, urging the south wind to go quickly, they have seen a lot of aliens who become essences, but the plants and trees that become essences are rare, this is because the plants and trees have no divine sense, and if you want to become essence, you must have a special opportunity to create it.

If you can get to the ground quietly, Zhuge Chanjuan will not be Zhuge Chanjuan, and she keeps asking about the goblin along the way, but Nanfeng knows very little, but she only knows that the goblin is hiding in an abandoned Han Dynasty palace, and there are many strange flowers around the palace, and people and aliens will be poisoned and die as long as they get close to those flowers.

In addition, some people have heard the sound of the harp coming from the palace from a distance, and they have also seen a woman in white haunting the abandoned palace.

"What color are those flowers?" asked Zhuge Chanjuan.

Nanfeng shook his head, the scene was very chaotic when collecting clues that day, many martial artists left Chang'an after leaving clues, he knew where the martial artist who left this clue lived, but it was not worth looking for and asking, after all, many clues even the martial artist who provided the clue could not be sure of its authenticity, and there was no way to verify the details, rather than going to the martial artist who provided the clue to inquire, it was better to go to the suspicious place to inspect it in person.

At noon, the town appeared ahead, and although the two of them were anxious to get to the abandoned palace, they could not hold back the hunger and thirst in their stomachs, and unlike the south wind, they had to eat and rest.

Originally, it was good to go on the road immediately after lunch, but people are lazy when they are full, and the fat man and Zhuge Chanjuan are no exception.

When the two of them slept, Nanfeng also closed his eyes, but he only closed his eyes and didn't really fall asleep, but sorted out many clues in his mind, thinking about the places he had been to and the people he had seen one by one, which ones were available, which ones were not available, and which ones might be available.

Then he estimated the time, planned the subsequent route, and the specific focus, it seems that people are enough at present, although the heterogeneous has not yet decided on a specific candidate, but the choice is also very large, what is lacking is the grass and wood monsters, the stubborn stone into the essence, and the lack of yin and yin things, although Zhang Luoyun, the son of the Jade Emperor who met before, is infected with corpse poison, but it is not a zombie, if he sends this person into battle in the future, he must remove the corpse poison in his body, so that he can fight as a golden immortal.

After thinking about it, I feel that the time is still enough, according to the current rate, it only takes two months to end the search and selection, and the remaining more than a month is used to deal with emergencies, after all, no one dares to guarantee that this circle can find the twelve candidates needed to participate in the war.

When you concentrate on thinking, time will pass quickly, and the days are very short in winter, and soon the sun sets, Zhuge Chanjuan and the fat man got up, and the three of them went to the front hall to eat.

During the meal, the two gossiped about the fact that they rarely met people in the rivers and lakes when they were in a hurry for a while, and the two of them were puzzled, but Nanfeng was not surprised, not long ago he had just preached the Book of Heaven, and at this time the people in the rivers and lakes may be at home with their heads buried in enlightenment. Moreover, the winter is cold, the New Year is approaching, and who wants to go out in the winter of the cat at home.

After dinner, the three of them set off on the road,

At the time of the second watch, I found the Han Road mentioned on the clue, the so-called Han Road, which is the road of the Han Dynasty, with the change of dynasties, the road will also change, some roads are still in use, and some roads have been abandoned.

This road is the latter, abandoned for many years, and tall trees have grown on the road, but if you look closely, you can still see that the trees growing on the road are much smaller than the trees on both sides of the road.

This road runs east-west, and further west is the deep mountain with no people, so it stands to reason that there should not be a wide road in this kind of place, but according to the size of the trees, it can be seen that this road was very spacious in those days, and it is similar to the official road of today.

Finding the deserted path, he followed it westward, and halfway through the south wind went to the ground, and returned with a wooden disc half a foot wide and narrow, which was taken from a living tree, and counted the rings, "This road has been deserted for at least three hundred years." ”

"There are mountains in the west, why did the emperor build roads in the mountains?" asked the fat man.

The fat man's question was to the point, but Nanfeng couldn't answer this question, because many of the emperor's ideas ordinary people can't understand, not that the emperor's ideas are more clever than the people, but the emperor often does some strange and ridiculous things. The abolished emperor Liu Ziye was greedy and lustful, and he didn't accept beautiful concubines, but he cleaned up all his aunts and sisters, like this kind of thing, who can tell why they did it.

Follow the abandoned road to the west, because the clue does not mention the specific location of the abandoned palace, when hurrying to the south wind to observe the surrounding color, there are no strange people in this vicinity, only a few hundred and ten years old foxes, I am afraid that even the human form can not be transformed.

After traveling 400 miles to the west, I finally found the abandoned palace in the middle of the mountains, which was located at the foot of a towering mountain in the east, which was also the end of the abandoned Han Road.

When they were three miles away from the palace, Lao Bai and the eighth master stopped in the air, and the three of them looked into the distance and looked at them.

The so-called palace, is the place where the emperor travels and lives temporarily, there is no fixed building regulation, the rich emperor's palace will be built very large, the poor emperor's palace is very small, the scale of the palace in front is not small, there is one-tenth of the size of the Northern Zhou Palace, five into four ears, a large number.

This palace was built with bluestone, so many buildings have been preserved, but due to the abandonment for many years, there are trees growing everywhere in the palace, and the tall trees cover most of the buildings of the palace.

"What's it?, where is it?" asked the fat man.

"I'm looking. Nanfeng said, the essence of plants and trees is not better than that of different species, the turbidity of plants and trees is very light, and the demonic energy is not heavy, it is difficult to see at a glance.

"What grows outside the palace is a black mandala, which is highly poisonous, that is, withering, and the residual breath can also hurt people. Zhuge Chanjuan wrinkled her nose and inhaled.

Zhuge Chanjuan found the reason why there were a large number of white bones left nearby, but Nanfeng and the fat man just listened to it casually, Nanfeng was naturally not afraid of poison, and the fat man's eight golden bodies could not only withstand external forces, but also resist poison.

"Did you find it?" the fat man urged.

Nanfeng shook his head, "I feel like there's something inside, but I'm not sure where it is. ”

"Don't you have a dragon's eye?" the fat man pouted.

"I still have lychees. Nanfeng said casually, although the dragon eye can observe the primordial spirit, but there can be too much hindrance, the monster is not in the open air at the moment, and it is normal to not see it, but as long as it is a monster, it will have a strange breath, that is, the grass and trees will become essence, and there will also be a strange breath different from the surrounding breath, but he can't see anything abnormal in the palace at this time.

"Not a dryad?" asked the fat man.

"It's definitely not a plant and tree, and it's definitely not an anomaly," Nanfeng said while extending the aura, concentrating on the perception, the aura arrived, and he quickly found something, but the perception was very different from what the person who provided the clue said.

Seeing that Nanfeng suddenly frowned, Zhuge Chanjuan knew that he had made a discovery, "But Heavenly Court ambushed Tai Sui here?"

Nanfeng shook his head, "No, there is a man's breath in the main hall, it is an old man, his breath is sluggish, he is dying, and he has a little spiritual energy cultivation, but his cultivation is not high, it is just the three caves of Zhenglan." ”

"No monsters?" the fat man asked.

"I feel it, but I can't find it. Nanfeng was also puzzled.

"Is there anything you can't find now?" said the fat man.

Nanfeng didn't answer, feeling and perception are two different things, feeling that this thing is ethereal, it's hard to say, it's instinctive, he feels that there is something in this abandoned palace, but he can't judge what this thing is, whether it is evil or not, the only thing that can be determined is that this thing is not a threat to them, but it is not a threat to them because this thing does not harm people, or because this thing is not good enough to hurt them, but there is no way to distinguish.

"Let's go, go inside. "Nanfeng left the eighth master and swept towards the palace.

Zhuge Chanjuan and the fat man followed.

The eighth master and Lao Bai seemed to sense the spread of poisonous gas nearby, and after the three of them left, they moved eastward and avoided it far away.

The three of them floated down in front of the gate of the palace, the gate of the palace is wooden, it cannot withstand hundreds of years of wind and rain, it has long been completely decayed, and there are many green rust mottled door nails scattered on the steps in front of the door.

Without the shield of the gate, the situation in the yard was clear at a glance, to the surprise of the three of them, there were no weeds in the yard except for the big trees, and the stone bricks that had been paved before had been pried open and stacked in the corners, and the soil was lined up, which was obviously reclaimed by someone, and something should have been planted before, but the weather was cold, and it had withered at this time.

The fat man looked in, "Who's going to open up the wasteland here?"

"Be careful, it's the smell of white mandala. Zhuge Chanjuan reminded urgently.

"Isn't the white top detoxified?" The fat man took it for granted that the black ones were highly poisonous, and the white ones were detoxified.

"No, the white mandala is paralyzing. Zhuge Chanjuan said.

The fat man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he moved his hands and feet, and found that there was nothing abnormal, so he put his mind at ease and stepped into the door, "Let's go, go in and have a look." ”

The fat man went first, Zhuge Chanjuan was not at ease, and hurriedly followed, Nanfeng once again extended the aura before entering the door, and the same as before, except for the breath of the old man in the main hall, he could not detect the existence of abnormal breath, but the feeling clearly reminded him that there were unknown living creatures in this palace.

Zhuge Chanjuan squatted down and picked up a withered plant, sniffed it and threw it away with her backhand, "That's right, it's a white mandala." ”

"Who's going to grow something like this here, isn't it your colleague?" asked the fat man.

"There is no antidote to the white mandala," Zhuge Chanjuan looked around, "There are so many plants, when the flowers bloom, I'm afraid no one can tolerate it." ”

After listening to Zhuge Chanjuan's words, the fat man looked back at the south wind again, "Are there any monsters here?"

"Absolutely. Nanfeng nodded.

"Not an anomaly?" asked the fat man.

The south wind shook his head.

"Isn't it grass or trees?" asked the fat man again.

The south wind shook his head.

"Stone into fines?"

The south wind shook his head.

"Just shake your head, you are a rattle?" the fat man scolded, "Is there anything else in the world besides these things?"

"What the hell is it?" Zhuge Chanjuan also wondered.

"It's not that you don't say, I really don't know," Nanfeng stepped forward, "Don't guess, let's go in and have a look......"