After a long time, I don't know how far I have gone.

In short, when Feng Xiaohan could no longer walk and had to stop to rest, they were already lost in the vast sea of gray grass.

The position of the sun has always remained the same, there are no stars at night to guide the direction, and there is an endless gray grass all around, and I don't know if Mo Qiu has caught up.

He flattened the gray grass around her, cleared a flat ground, gently lowered He Xirou on the ground, and used blades of grass to cushion her feet, which would help the blood flow back and allow her to wake up a little earlier.

After doing this, he finally had a chance to catch his breath.

Feng Xiaohan felt that his head was groggy, and he wanted to fall to the ground and sleep for three days and three nights, so he didn't dare to close his eyes and rest, so he had to cross his knees and open his eyes to turn into a spirit.

But at this time, he was shocked to find that the aura here was extremely thin, which was diametrically opposed to the rich and pure aura in the relic forest, which was only enough for the surrounding gray grass to grow slowly, and it would take a very long time to recover with this aura.

But it's better than nothing, so he opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

The surrounding aura is pulled, enters the abdomen from its mouth, and turns into vitality in the meridians and enters the secluded mansion.

After about three quarters of an hour, after Feng Xiaohan recovered a little bit of vitality, he took out the heavenly incense and ignited it with his vitality.

White smoke curls up.

The people of Tianji Pavilion received the Tianji induction, and they should arrive immediately.

There seemed to be a breeze rising in the air, stirring up the gray grass and blowing away the spiritual smoke of the heavenly incense.

Subsequently, I only heard the sound of "bang", as if I put charcoal into the water, and the Tianji incense actually extinguished by itself.

"What's going on?" Feng Xiaohan frowned lightly and said to himself, "Why can't the spiritual smoke rise and the Heavenly Machine Incense go out for no reason?"

If Tianjixiang's message can't be transmitted, the situation of the two of them can't be changed, and the final reliance has become a waste of chess, which is undoubtedly the biggest bad news.

But Feng Xiaohan only sighed and scolded Tianji Pavilion for two words such as waste and mediocrity, but he did not fall into despair.

He got up and folded dozens of gray grasses and weaved them on the spot.

These gray grasses are tough and tough, making them excellent materials for weaving.

In a few moments, a small straw mat was completed, with a small hole in the center.

He inserted the scabbard of the Arwild Sword into the hole and made a straw umbrella to pick up leaks.

Feng Xiaohan put He Xirou on his back, let her arms on his shoulders, held the crook of her leg with one hand, and fixed her body and the other leg with a few ropes made of gray grass.

Smelling the faint aroma coming from his back, he was shocked, held the hilt of his sword in his left hand, raised the grass umbrella above his head, and continued to move into the distance.

He didn't know where he was going.

The light in the sky was cut off by lightning, and the breath that always guided the exit in the bracelet also disappeared, and he lost all direction.

But he knew that he had to get as far away from here as possible, as far away from the river as possible, away from Moqiu.

He tilted his umbrella slightly forward to keep out the grey grass that was in the way.

At this moment, Feng Xiaohan's heart was very calm, because he knew that his current physical condition was very bad, and any unnecessary emotions would accelerate the flow of physical strength.

Even so, he still felt a little aggrieved, and he was able to spell out that Jiang Wen, proving that it was possible for him to use some means to defeat Mo Qiu.

But because of the girl on his back, he had to fall into an extremely passive situation.

Back then, he was rampant in the wilderness, hunting all the demon beasts except for the stinky dragon, how chic and free was that, when was he so embarrassed?

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, looked around, and after confirming that there was not a single eye around, he reached out and secretly hit her ass a few times, and then he took a breath and balanced his heart.

The reason why he is "quietly" like a thief, not gently or something else, is because he has a detached position in Qingzhu Peak, and often scares him to close the restaurant, and over time he has a little awe.

In addition, on the riverside, Feng Xiaohan untied her clothes to check her injuries, and touched the places that Lu Yingfeng had seriously warned that she could not touch, and some places more than once. It is inevitable that there will be some weakness.

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......

"Smack!"

The precious magnetic kiln teacup was thrown to the ground, and the fragments splashed in all directions with the already cold tea, making a crisp sound.

The originally noisy temple fell silent in an instant.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at the man in yellow sitting in the middle, waiting for him to give an explanation.

He was the one who sent the disciples of the sects into the mountain that day, and he was also the elder sent by the Heavenly Machine Pavilion to preside over the discussion of the sects.

Soon after the cloud wall made a loud noise, the man in yellow sent someone to investigate the source of the loud noise, and was shocked to find that a huge gap appeared in the top of the cloud wall, as if it was pressed down by the palm of the god.

Although the cloud wall slowly repairs itself, the reason behind this phenomenon has always bothered them.

When this happened, it was suggested that the discourse should be stopped immediately and all the disciples who had already entered the mountain should be withdrawn to prevent any changes.

However, after consulting with the accompanying elders of the sects, the discussion meeting went on as usual, and at the same time sent many disciples into the Feng Volcano to investigate the cause.

Soon after the change, the temple was bustling with activity again.

Suddenly, the wind and rain crushed the giant trees, smashed the boulders, and the water level of the streams and lakes skyrocketed, and in less than a moment, the foot of the Feng Volcano was full of water up to the waist, and the heavenly machine was covered, not to mention lighting the heavenly incense in the waterfall rain, even if it was lit, it could not be sent out.

And these people outside either cultivate too high, or they cultivate just right, but they can't withstand the gravity brought by the wind and rain, and they can't get in at all.

The yellow-clothed man's gaze swept over everyone's faces, and he said slowly and seriously: "Tianji Pavilion also has the best disciples and many elders from the outer mountains inside, and my mood is as anxious as everyone else. But even if a half-step cultivator carries a water magic weapon inside, he won't be able to walk for long, and our cultivation is too high, and if we enter, we will suffer from the thunderstorm. Moreover, the entrance was two days away from the relics of the saint, so there was no way to help. ”

An old man in gray opened his cloudy eyes and said lightly, "Do you just let it go?"

The man in yellow looked at him and said seriously, "We will never give up on any disciple, let alone so many genius disciples of the various sects, they are the future of the human world. ”

An elder of the Renyan Sect stood up and said, "Then what exactly are you going to do?"

"Feng Volcano is the periphery of the Barbarian Domain, although the changing sky is strong, it may not be able to support it for a long time, and the sage ruins are an independent space, even if they are affected by the wind and rain and cause changes in the heavens, the impact will be much smaller than that of Feng Volcano. ”

The man in yellow said calmly: "Three days! According to the level of the disciples of all sects, it is not a problem to hold on for three days, and if the waterfall rain subsides slightly after three days, I will send someone into the mountain to investigate." ”

Cui Weiming sneered: "What if the rain doesn't stop after three days?"

The man in yellow closed his eyes, his face showed determination, and said: "If the waterfall rain still does not stop in three days, I will abandon the cultivation to the cave secluded realm and personally lead people there." ”

He spoke in a slow tone and with a calm complexion, clearly determined after a fierce ideological struggle, and would not be a lie.

"In that case, then I will be relieved for the time being, but you better remember today's words, if you do not fulfill your promise by then, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

The old man left his words and left.

The accompanying elders of the sects also left, but the matter did not end there, because the people from the Purple Palace Academy in Kyoto had not left yet.

The vice dean, who was usually kind and kind, asked with a serious face at this time: "So, what about the many scattered cultivators and small sects whose level is not very good?"

The man in yellow was silent for a long time, and then sighed, "Forgive me for being incompetent. ”

The vice president looked at him and said, "I will report this matter truthfully to Your Majesty, and I hope that Tianji Pavilion will take responsibility at that time." ”