Chu Xiaoxiao and Polaris looked at each other and smiled. The two remarkable women are very harmonious with each other, and there is a feeling of hating each other. Sect Master North and the young man, you look at me, I look at you, and there are question marks written all over their faces.

They don't know much about the celestial man named Chu Xiaoxiao, but when did Xing'er become so enthusiastic with a strange man?

Today is a good day, the sun is shining, the breeze is warm, and under the blue sky and white clouds, several people are heading to the canyon mentioned by the Northern Sect Master as fast as possible. They had to arrive before midnight, because at that time, Bi Lingxiao would experience the legendary death mark, the first of the eight dead.

Fortunately, Luo County was on the border of Dongtu, not far from the place where they dared to go, and it was just dusk when everyone arrived outside the canyon. The thin sunset hit the towering cliffs, as if crossing a layer of golden veil, and near night, the valley was filled with a faint mist, looming, really like an ethereal fairyland.

"This is where the unknown fog maker lives?" Standing at the opening position of the first line of heaven, Bi Lingxiao twitched the corner of his mouth.

Compared to the dreamlike appearance, the center of the canyon can only be described as miserable!

This is a vast depression, there is no green onion, no floral fragrance, and some are only white forests. Countless bones were scattered everywhere like broken bowls, broken bones were spread all over the ground, dry grass stems and branches could be seen everywhere, and the gurgling sound of rubbing against the broken bones was extremely penetrating when one foot stepped on it. Surrounded by white bones and dead wood, it was a dilapidated wooden house, without windows, only two large black holes had been opened on one side of the house, half of the eaves had collapsed, apparently in disrepair, and the dry and jagged wooden planks made a sound of babbling under the blowing of the valley wind, which was more like a haunted house in the background of the approaching night!

"This fog maker has a very special hobby, I really don't know if he is a fog maker or a butcher!" It's like a place to live, it's like a slaughterhouse.

"Don't talk about people, there isn't a single creature here!" Chu Xiaoxiao frowned. The cabin was not even aware of the smell of a single insect around the cabin, let alone a person.

"Creatures have become like this. Purple Pine Grove kicked the bone at his feet.

"It seems that the master has been gone for a long time. The Northern Sect Master shook his head and said.

"Then what should we do, how can we find a fog maker in 20 days!" Polaris was anxious about this, her emotions were all written on her face, and the Northern Sect Master and the young man looked at each other in surprise.

Bi Lingxiao looked around. The white bones covered a large area, and although it was not visible, there was probably no grass growing underneath. The sound of insects and birds that are active in such a sunny season is not heard at all, and the farther distance is not clear, but the area around the wooden house is a veritable cemetery.

The water element is scattered. The range they could see was limited, the canyon was so vast that they didn't know what was far away. Although he didn't have much hope for what might be explored, he really noticed something unusual as the power of water stretched out.

"Let's go in and wait!"

After confirming it again, he withdrew his elemental power and walked towards the hut with his feet raised.

"This place has been abandoned for so long, it shouldn't be possible for anyone to return, why waste time in this place?" his sudden move made Chu Xiaoxiao very puzzled.

The dilapidated scene has obviously been abandoned for a long time, no matter who once lived here, it is obvious that the other party has long since left, since this is the case, and he still insists on staying here, can he still expect that person to suddenly return here?

"We'll do what he says!" Purple Pine shrugged his shoulders and lazily followed.

Chu Xiaoxiao was a little inexplicable, she was now thinking about how to find the fog maker, and she had no time to understand why Bi Lingxiao chose to stay in this place.

The first night was spent in this eerie setting. At midnight, Bi Lingxiao experienced his first death on time.

There was no pain as expected, but he suddenly lost consciousness in the middle of meditation, and when he woke up, everyone was nervously surrounding him. According to the purple pine forest, it is sudden death. However, the second day did not show any special characters, and on the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day, day by day, and on the 15th day, there was still no movement in the valley. Polaris was about to sit still, and Chu Xiaoxiao was already anxious. The purple pine forest sleeps every day except sleeping, but as time passes, it can't hide the deepening worry in his eyes. However, Bi Lingxiao never wanted to leave, just sat cross-legged in a corner and remained calm.

On the nineteenth day, having just experienced the seventh death, Bi Lingxiao got up tiredly, his hands and feet weak, and his face was as pale as paper. The Eight Dead Centipedes absorb the soul and vitality of the host little by little, so after experiencing seven deaths, his body has been extremely weak, and such a curse effect cannot even be repaired by the blue sea, and in three days, he will really never open his eyes again, and he will die with a whimper.

"Young Master, we ......" Zi Songlin sat on the only dilapidated wooden bed in this wooden house, his fingers crossed with a solemn expression.

"I know what you're trying to say. Leaning against the wall with difficulty to relieve his breathing, Bi Lingxiao looked at the broken wooden beam with his eyes half-open and sighed. "Maybe my luck is so bad that I'm doomed to die. ”

"What nonsense, there are still three days, we will go to other teachers now, maybe ......"

"It's too late. Sect Master Bei shook his head and interrupted Chu Xiaoxiao's words. "We don't have a clue, and it will take days to find a fog maker without a clue, let alone a master whose whereabouts are uncertain. What's more, the fog makers are all eccentric, and even if there is a miracle to find one, it is a question whether they will agree to provide the medicine mist. ”

"Yes, I don't want to waste time on a little demon!" Chu Xiaoxiao was about to speak, but an abrupt voice sounded out of thin air in the room.

"Who!" everyone couldn't help but be surprised, they didn't even notice the breath of the seventh person!

"Finally willing to come out, I thought you were going to watch me die, and I couldn't save you!" Bi Lingxiao was not surprised, he sat up straight against the wall, and looked at an old wooden chair in the corner of the room with half-open eyes.

"Hey, you kid has a lot of tone, and you look like you know I'm here, you're a liar!" The voice was sharp and hoarse, and an ethereal and ethereal tone filled the room, making it impossible to find the source of the sound.

"Do you want me to tell you. You stood outside the door the night we came, you crouched next to me when I first lost consciousness, you sat on that wooden chair the next day and the third day, where you are now, you left the hut on the fourth day, and you came back on the sixth night and sat at the door, and on the seventh day you ......"

"Wait, you kid really understands my movements, it's really strange, with your little bit of cultivation, it's impossible to detect me!" The strange voice curiously interrupted Bi Lingxiao, who was counting with his hands.

"It's true that I can't find you with my cultivation, but I have special skills!" Bi Lingxiao smiled weakly.

Yes, the special case detected by the water element on the first day was the owner of this strange sound that somehow hid itself. If it's strange, it's that he can't sense what kind of cultivation this person is. However, if this is just a human being without any cultivation, it is not impossible, after all, the profession of fog maker does not have high requirements for cultivation, and maybe the master's cultivation does not require internal strength.

"I said how come I always feel like being watched for so many days, and I can't find anything when I look carefully. The strange voice suddenly sharpened. "Boy, how did you find out and spy on me without a trace?"

"I can't tell you this. ”

"Hey, it's still on sale at this time, I guess you have some treasure hidden in you! You can say it, I'll find out slowly when you're dead!"

Bi Lingxiao's heart was shocked, and he said quietly. "It's my secret, and I only tell it to those closest to me. Suddenly, his eyes rolled. "If you're willing to save my life, I can show you. ”

Bi Hai Gong will cause a huge backlash to anyone other than the master, and the small wisp of controlled elements at the beginning made Jin Linfeng miserable, he didn't think that an ordinary person without cultivation could be safe and sound.

"Oh, speaking of conditions, right! Although you have some oddities, it's just that I'm not interested in saving the life of a useless little fellow. The Invisible Man seemed to let out a sneer.

Bi Lingxiao was silent. It seems that this guy is probably a legendary fog maker, and he really has a strange personality, and it seems that he has no intention of saving him. It's just that this person should be somewhat interested in him, otherwise he will quietly wait for him to die, and there is no need to suddenly appear on his deathbed.

His eyes were down, and his brain was racing.

You have to find a way to make this teacher more interested in him. Thoughts raced, and suddenly an idea flashed.

It seems that he can only reveal some things, but at the moment of life and death, he can't care about so much, he just hopes to be useful.

"How do you know I'm useless?"

"Oh, what do you say?" said the voice with interest.

Bi Lingxiao didn't say anything, just raised his hand and flicked his fingers. A small wisp of pure water power condensed into a drop of blue water, crystal clear, floating above the fingertips. Seeing all this in their eyes, the Northern Sect Master's and his entourage suddenly widened their eyes.

"Huh, you're a fire unicorn, and you can actually control water?"

The strange voice was clearly taken aback. Suddenly, a series of fluttering sounds came, and Bi Lingxiao felt a gust of wind blowing, and this person should be standing in front of him now.

"What an abundance of vital source qi!" a sharp voice suddenly let out an exclamation, and a grain of sand fell to the ground out of thin air. "Boy, try your source qi into this!"

Bi Lingxiao looked down and saw that what landed at his feet turned out to be a seed. This seed is small, only the size of a millet grain. He picked it up and pumped the active energy of the water element into it. I saw that the seeds sprouted and grew rapidly to the extent that they were visible to the naked eye, the rhizomes extended, the green leaves stretched, and a disc-shaped flower actually bloomed at the top.

The air was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly, a series of sharp, unusual laughter burst into the air.

"Haha, hahahaha—this, this, oh my God, it's the best!

Bi Lingxiao's hand, which was completely wrapped in the flower roots, was shaken, and he hurriedly covered his ears. Oh my God, he's a black unicorn, and his senses are naturally very sharp, but he can't stand such a deafening stimulation.