The man in white stared at him with a smile for a long time, and when he saw that his mood gradually stabilized, he finally arched his hands and said deeply: "Don't dream cold in the next place, I have no intention of disturbing Brother Dao, and I hope that Brother Tai will forgive your sins!" ”

Zhan Feng glared at him and said, "Your sister, are you unintentional, wipe!" ”

The man in white laughed and said, "Your sister, how can your brother's courage be so small, you are a seven-foot man in vain!" He spoke charmingly and behaved enchantingly, as if he were a woman, and he was full of femininity.

Zhan Feng scolded: "You dead ladyboy, are you taught math by your English teacher, how can Lao Tzu be seven feet above and below his body?" ”

The man in white couldn't understand his words, but he didn't care, so he just said: "I look at my brother Tai's heroic posture and majestic appearance, he must be an ordinary person, dare to ask his brother Taifang's surname?" ”

Zhan Feng had a black line: "Fang, your sister, is your Chinese also taught by the English teacher, rub!" What do you call Lao Tzu, you fucking gods hang yourself on a tree to make hair? ”

Don't dream coldly: "I'm cultivating!" ”

"Cultivation?" Zhan Feng was stunned and said, "You are not a monkey, why do you want to hang on a tree to cultivate?" ”

Don't dream of cold and wondered: "What kind of item is a monkey?" Do I need to practice above a tree? ”

Zhan Feng's eyes rolled, it was really hard to talk to this kid, he stood up, patted the dust on his body and said: "Did I ask you or did you ask me, why do you want to cultivate on the tree, cultivate and cultivate, you sing a Mao song, who are you?" ”

Bei Menghan frowned slightly, and his beautiful and moving face suddenly felt a burst of regret for no reason like Xizi's heart, and Zhan Feng only felt that the goosebumps on his body were like wind blowing wheat waves. I rub, this goods this quality. I didn't go to Thailand to develop, it's really a shame.

Don't dream coldly: "It's a ghost cultivator below." What I have just cultivated is the unique secret method in my sect. As for singing, haluha, it's just a boring pastime, brother is not strange! ”

Zhan Feng glanced at him and said suspiciously: "Ghost cultivation? You are a ghost cultivator, how could it be? ”

Don't Menghan's brows furrowed again: "Brother Tai hasn't heard of ghost cultivation?" I see that your cultivation has already cultivated the tenth layer of qi, how can you see so cold? ”

Zhan Feng's head grew three times: "Liang Bo, your sister, that's called shallow, no." He pointed to Beimeng Han and said, "You are shallow!" "Of course he knows that the ghost cultivator has been cultivated, but it is impossible for the spiritual sense to investigate and not be able to detect the ghost cultivator, what is going on.

Bei Menghan was also quite depressed in his heart at this time, the benevolent brother in front of him looked at a talent, but he didn't expect that his brain was actually a little defective, thinking of this, he carefully explained to Zhan Feng that he was in the ghost cultivation industry.

Ghost cultivation, simply put, is ghost cultivation, and the soul is immortal after death. If you are in a very suitable environment, you can cultivate your soul power, continue to grow, and eventually ascend to the Dao.

Since the beginning, ghost cultivation has indeed only been the path of soul cultivation. However, these hundreds of millions of years of Taoism have been passed down, and some of the profound people in the ghost cultivation have also continued to create ghost path secret methods suitable for human cultivation. And it is spread all over the world, so there are also ghost cultivators among human beings!

These Zhan Feng naturally know the way. What he was curious about was that the other party could avoid his own spiritual sense detection, but this kind of thing involved other people's privacy. He was a little embarrassed for a moment.

He nodded, suddenly thought of something, and his expression turned cold: "Could it be that you are a member of the Nine Pyloric Sect?" "Nine of these seven sects practice ghost arts, and they are the giants of evil sects.

Bei Menghan couldn't help frowning again: "Who said I was from the Nine Pyloric Sect?" My master is in Kunwu Mountain, and this time I came with my master to meet a friend. ”

Zhan Feng's heart sank, this thing turned out to be one of the three mountains of Kunwu Mountain monk, Kunwu Mountain is millions of miles away from Hongmeng Mountain, this guy can actually run here, he really has some ability.

Zhan Feng suddenly said: "I see, what about your master, why are you here alone?" ”

Bei Menghan said: "Master's friend is near the Demon Mist Forest not far from here, and he ordered me to stay here and wait. ”

Zhan Feng exclaimed: "Demon Mist Forest? ”

******

The Demon Mist Forest, located in this canyon in the middle of Hongmeng Mountain, is surrounded by mountains on three sides, there is only one entrance, it is shrouded in black fog all the year round, mysterious and exquisite, I have never heard of any treasures inside, so it was not very famous before, and later someone found that once the monk entered, he disappeared, and even the dust period was no exception, but mortals went in, and they could still come out unharmed.

But the memory is all lost, and I don't know the secret!

Until a few years ago, a few Gathering Spirits monks had no choice but to step into it because they were being chased by others, but they found a primary demon domain, which was almost devoured by demon beasts, and they escaped in desperation, and since then, no one dares to enter!

At the beginning of the morning glow, two figures quietly appeared outside the Demon Mist Forest!

Zhan Feng saw that the black fog was monstrous, the yin wind was raging, and the black fog kept rolling under the strong wind, constantly making a "woo" earth-shattering sound, like a demon opening its big mouth like a black hole and wanting to devour all living beings in heaven and earth, shocking and terrifying, extremely mysterious!

"Are you really going in?" Don't Menghan's voice trembled a little.

"Well, you have to go in!" Zhan Feng looked at the eerie and terrifying secret realm, and said categorically!

Don't Menghan looked at the weird Demon Mist Forest, his heart was a little timid, and he asked weakly, "Can I not go in?" ”

Zhan Feng glanced at him: "Do you like to go or not, this matter has nothing to do with you, you have to come with me." ”

Don't Menghan also felt that he was a little cowardly, he straightened his chest: "As the saying goes, each has its own measure, you go in and take a look, I'm guarding outside, we can just respond to each other." ”

Zhan Feng was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood the meaning of this goods, and said with a wry smile: "That's called each has a division of labor, I'll go." At this moment, he had already taught Sima Changsong the trick to subdue the thousand-year-old demon, and he was also properly dressed in Shenxing boots and Xuanling armor, but he was not in the mood to chirp with Don Menghan, and said in a deep voice: "Then you stay here, if I don't come out after three days, you can leave quickly!" ”

Don't Menghan pulled his arm, and said with a sad face: "Don't, you must come out!" Zhan Feng saw that although he was more of a mother-in-law, he seemed to be quite affectionate, and he was a little moved in his heart, but he didn't expect Bei Menghan to continue: "If you don't come out, who will I scare in the future." ”

Zhan Feng was furious and shouted in a low voice: "Get out!" The arm shook violently, shaking off Bei Menghan's hand.

Don't Menghan didn't care, and took out a black magic robe from his arms: "This is the most precious Horcrux hidden immortal robe in my door, which can hide your whereabouts, this one has not been dripping blood to recognize the master, I will give it to you." ”

"Horcruxes? Is it also a magic weapon, and you have to drip blood to recognize the Lord! Zhan Feng was stunned for a moment, but grabbed the Tibetan immortal robe, it turned out that this thing was the fault, so that he couldn't find out Bei Menghan at all.

Bei Menghan glanced at him: "The biggest difference between a horcrux and a magic weapon is that this thing needs to be added to the Yin Soul when refining, and it needs to drop blood to recognize the Lord before it can be used." Shade, you know? ”

Zhan Feng nodded and did not speak.

Don't Menghan thought he was afraid of ghosts, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, the yin souls who refine the horcruxes are all unintelligent, and they won't run out to scare you, and you will recognize the Lord with blood, and it will listen to you in the future." ”

Zhan Feng saw that he said sincerely and professionally, so he simply believed him, and according to his method, he dripped the Tibetan immortal robe with blood and recognized the master, muttered a few words of mantra in his mouth, and put the Tibetan immortal robe on his body, and after a while, the whole person gradually disappeared.

He was overjoyed in his heart, this thing was good, even his body shape could be hidden, he practiced a few times, and then walked towards the Demon Mist Forest alone.

This time, he hid the immortal robe, Xuanling armor, Shenxing boots, and Xuanmo sword, and several magic weapons were fully equipped, and he was in camp step by step, and there were no other monks in the Demon Mist Forest, so he didn't have to worry about his secret being spied on.

******

Quiet!

There was silence between heaven and earth, and there was not even the sound of wind and grass, as if entering a vacuum.

Black!

As far as the eye can see, there is darkness, a desperate and suffocating darkness, comparable to the Yin Luo Ghost Palace!

The endless darkness and silence, an unknown fear instantly spread in Zhan Feng's heart, this space where thousands of lights are dark turned out to be the most terrifying scene he has encountered in his life!

Because he suddenly felt a fear that he had never felt before. (To be continued......)