Chapter 442

It's just that when I arrived at the small courtyard where Yang Zun lived, I opened the door and found that there was no one inside. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The streets behind her were still lively, but Lan Jingrou knew that these were just illusions.

After thinking about it, Lan Jingrou turned her feet and walked towards an alley in the corner.

At the end of the alley, when she stepped out, she was already in a valley full of birds and flowers.

This is exactly the valley where she painted the five elements.

After returning to Yuan in the early stage, she only stabilized her cultivation in Yuanfeng.

The battle with the shepherd made her feel a lot, and she was not in a hurry now, it was better to stay here for a while before leaving.

She had already thought about the place she would go to, and she would improve her cultivation, and for her, in addition to the Heaven and Earth Sect, there would be another place.

Secluded Forest!

There was almost no one to set foot there, and when she realized this, she went to the secluded forest to retreat and break through the three mirrors of the true spirit.

Two months later, Lan Jingrou officially embarked on the road to the secluded forest.

Walking out of the illusion street of the Heaven and Earth Sect, as Lan Jingrou expected, the outside was the kind of desert she saw when she went out for the first time.

However, it is obviously not the same position as the first time she walked out.

The entrance of the Heaven and Earth Sect changes at any time, and the exit also changes at any time, but it is just in this desert.

This one, one of the three dangerous places of the Nine Pole Stars, is the Fantasy Desert.

This illusion desert, Lan Jingrou guessed that it might have been formed because of the Heaven and Earth Sect.

Compared to the origin and danger of the other two dangerous places, the Mirage Desert is not legendary, it seems that this is how it appeared.

Although the exit had changed, it was lucky this time, she was close to the edge of the desert.

The target is the secluded forest, and there is a memory of going there once, and Lan Jingrou hardly stopped along the way.

The dead branches crunched under her feet, and Lan Jingrou walked slowly forward like a leisurely stroll.

Feeling the soul breath is very new to Lan Jingrou, and it is also the fastest way to obtain the power of the soul breath.

Moreover, experiencing the life of those demon cultivators also touched her a lot.

With this discovery, Lan Jingrou simply felt all the way in.

The soul power on the periphery is not very strong, so that Lan Jingrou can move forward while feeling it, although the speed is very slow, but this kind of cycle is beneficial.

"Brother, you said that we are really safe with him?"

The girl's low voice drifted into her ears with a murmur that seemed to be nothing.

Lan Jingrou, whose eyes were half-closed, slowly paused.

Not far away, dozens of figures walked cautiously in the forest.

Among the crowd, the most eye-catching was a bald little monk in a plain robe.

The little monk closed his eyes, his face was calm and peaceful, he sat upright on a chair similar to a wheelchair, if it weren't for the ups and downs of his chest, Lan Jingrou would almost have thought that it was a dead man.

He couldn't hear any breathing, and he couldn't feel the flow of spiritual energy around him.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and Lan Jingrou opened her eyes.

Her eyebrows locked slightly for a moment before she continued to move forward.

This group of people suddenly appeared, and she couldn't go all the way to the soul breath.

I can only hurry to the depths to avoid colliding with these people.

When the spiritual power was raised, the figure crossed by, and Lan Jingrou's figure disappeared in the forest.

Feeling the increasingly powerful beast spirits around her, she stopped.

Further inside, it is not a good thing to encounter an overly strong beast soul.

Finding a tree trunk that could cover her body and sit down, Lan Jingrou's aura suddenly changed.

The pitch-black spiritual power was thick and scattered like ink, enveloping her whole body.

Sounds like mournful screams rang in the ears all around.

Lan Jingrou knows, it's coming!

There was a moment of light in front of her, and when she opened her eyes again, she was a spotted snake walking close to the ground.

In the crowd of people who were moving slowly, the little monk who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes.

There was an inexplicable flickering of light under his eyes, and he raised his eyes and stared straight ahead.

"Chongsheng, did you see something?"

A beautiful girl's voice sounded.

This voice was the one Lan Jingrou had heard earlier.

The girl lowered her face and looked at the person in the seat with a smile.

The girl wears a hood on her head, making it difficult to see what she looks like.

"Don't you want to say it?" The girl's voice was suddenly low, she raised her eyes, looked at the person in front of her, and pointed to the place where Chongsheng had just looked: "Brother, let's go over there." ”

A few people in front glanced back, and after a long time, the leading young man nodded, and the direction of the group of people who were originally going straight turned slightly.

The sky gradually darkened, and the young man walking in front stopped: "Just rest here for the night, and be careful of the beast soul attack." ”

The people in the rear nodded in response, and several people gathered together, and in the middle, a little monk named Chongsheng and the girl.

"Brother." The girl called out and reached out to pull the hood off her head.

In the darkness of the night, the girl's face was exposed to the air.

Just like her voice, the beautiful face makes people's hearts skip a beat, but the baby fat on her cheeks indicates that she is not very old.

The night breeze was cool, ruffling her hair.

On the other side of the cheek, it was pitch black, and if you looked closely, you could see milky white pus.

Half angel and half devil, nothing more than that.

"Zi'er." Feng Xueming frowned slightly when she saw her sister's movements.

He took a few steps forward, and the hood pulled down by Feng Xue Zi took it up: "It will be cold." ”

Feng Xuezi's body stiffened, she knew that her brother didn't mean that.

This face is really ..........

Raising his hand and stroking his cheek, Feng Xuezi nodded.

Both of them are descendants of the Feng family of the first-class Xiuzhen family of the Nine Pole Star, and three years ago, Feng Xue Zi was poisoned by the family competition, although the toxins were forced out a lot.

However, it caused her cultivation to stagnate, and the left side of her face began to fester.

In just a few years, Feng Xuezi has lost a lot of weight as a whole after being tortured.

Feng Xueming felt sorry for his sister, and heard that the secluded forest in the three dangerous places had its hidden fruits.

It contains rich soul power and life force, which can be taken directly, and has the purpose of removing toxins and deriving life.

These two things are needed by today's Fengxue Purple.

It's just that the toxins on Feng Xue Zi's body are too heavy, and the ordinary ghost fruit that he is looking for at the edge has no effect at all.

This was expected by Feng Xue Ming a long time ago, after all, if it was so easy, with the power of the Feng family, he would have already found an elixir that could cure Feng Xue Zi.

Ordinary ghost fruits are useless, so Feng Xueming hit the idea to the deep deep forest, the old ghost fruit.

The fruit inside is of high age, and the medicinal effect will be much better, but it also comes with danger.

Fortunately, before coming, the group prepared to invite a Buddhist cultivator into the team.

Buddha practitioners have exercises to restrain themselves from things like ghosts or spirits.

It's a pity that the Buddha monk didn't know where he knew that they were going to the secluded forest, so he didn't want to go with him.