"Hidden fog, hidden fog, hidden fog mountain ......"

Chen Li seemed to have suddenly fallen into a daze, repeating these words.

The white bone spirit had a strange face, and she didn't understand why Chen Li was so dignified about the name of the mountain, but she remembered that when she passed through Pingding Mountain a few years ago, her husband also looked like this, and that time, Bajie was captured by the two monsters of the Golden Horn and the Silver Horn.

She vaguely guessed something, and it just so happened that at this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of this originally clear mountain, and suddenly the mist rose from the corners, white and cloudy, like the white gas boiling out of a pot of hot water.

"Husband, the fog, the fog is out!"

Her voice was solemn.

When Chen Li heard this, his face suddenly changed, he looked in all directions, and found that there was a heavy fog all over the mountains, he hurriedly said something bad, and Yukong swept towards the peach forest where the little monk Shui Qingling was.

Bai Gu thought carefully and exquisitely, naturally realizing that something was wrong, he opened his mouth to take a shower in the waterfall, and shouted to the little white dragon who was unaware of the changes around him.

"Xiaobai, hurry, something happened, go help you Brother Monkey!"

"Huh?"

The sound under the waterfall was like thunder, but fortunately, the white bone spirit used the sound transmission technique, but the little white dragon's head was really not bright, and he only replied in a daze.

The white bone spirit didn't have time to talk to him in detail, and auspicious clouds rose under his feet, so he chased Chen Li to the peach forest.

Seeing this, the little white dragon only felt inexplicable, but he finally poked his head out of the waterfall, even if his head was not bright, he could see that this originally clear mountain suddenly appeared in the fog.

He didn't think much about it, and the dragon body rushed out of the water stream and chased in the direction of the white bone spirit.

It is said that Chen Li rushed to the peach forest almost instantly, but before he could enter to find someone, he was blocked by an imposing palm print.

This palm print is ten zhang high, completely made of black mist, although it can't stop Chen Li, but when Chen Li breaks through the palm print, the black mist like octopus ink instantly blinds his sight.

And at this time, the mountains were full of white fog surging wildly, and in the blink of an eye, the heavens and the earth seemed to be turbid, and I couldn't see my fingers.

"Husband, husband, where are you?"

"Brother Monkey, sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

"Senior brother, little monk, little white dragon, where are you? Why is it so foggy? ”

The voices of the White Bone Spirit, the Little White Dragon, and the Sand Monk came one after another, and they were all blinded by this strange fog and couldn't find each other.

Seeing this, Chen Li could only shout: "You stay where you are, just be careful of yourself, I'll go save Qingling and the little monk!" ”

Chen Li was really worried that something would happen to them without sight, so he could only tell them to stay where they were and not run around, while he turned on the Heavenly Fire Eye, and the two golden lights broke through the fog in front of him, and he forcibly saw a bright avenue.

It's just that this peach forest stretches for a radius of 800 meters, and although his eyes say that they break through the fog, they only break through the front of his eyes after all, and his vision cannot be clear.

He could only fly through the peach forest as fast as he could, looking for Shui Qingling and the little monk, although this method was a bit brainless, it was also the only way at this time.

But when he swept all the peach forests, he didn't find a single figure at all, and the demonic aura that he felt when the palm print came had already retreated and disappeared.

"This damn fog!"

Chen Li flew into the sky and looked down on the mountains, but the fog was vast, although there was a fire eye in the sky, but to see the whole picture of the mountain, it was still extremely time-consuming.

"It must have been captured by a monster, Hidden Fog Mountain, Leopard Spirit, that's right, it's a Leopard Spirit!"

At this time, Chen Li finally remembered the monster of the Hidden Fog Mountain.

In the original Journey to the West, the leopard spirit here is mediocre, but he is smart, first using a split-petal plum blossom trick that is higher than the tiger from the mountain, deceiving Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, and then using a fake head to make Sun Wukong die.

There are endless schemes, but unfortunately they were discovered by Sun Wukong in the end, and they ended up under the nail rake of Zhu Bajie.

"I'm going to smash your nest today!"

Chen Li was angry in his heart, looked at the vast mountains below, suddenly opened his mouth, and sucked hard.

In an instant, roll after roll of mist rushed into his mouth.

Swallowing clouds and spitting fog is a great magical power, but it's a pity that Chen Li can't, what he is doing now is completely relying on his cultivation to forcibly absorb the fog.

It's a pity that in the end, I choked my face and nose was thick, and this Hidden Fog Mountain still didn't show its full picture.

He opened his mouth and burped, annoyed, and suddenly remembered the little white dragon, so he used the lion's roar skill to shout at the mountain: "Little white dragon, come up quickly, swallow these fogs!" ”

"Here we go!"

The little white dragon who had never been ordered by Chen Li, so he stayed where he was and didn't move, and said a loud word, and the huge dragon body rose into the sky and came to his side in a blink of an eye.

"I'll go, Brother Monkey, what's wrong with you, why is your head smoking?"

As soon as the little white dragon came up, he saw the white smoke rising from Chen Li's seven orifices, and Chen Li said speechlessly: "There is too much mist to breathe, quickly, you have sucked all the fog in the mountain, and your sister-in-law Qingling and the little monk have been captured by monsters." ”

"What? Good goblin, Brother Monkey, you wait, I'll suck it! ”

The little white dragon scolded, leaned down, and then the dragon's mouth opened widely, only to hear a loud sound, and the clouds and mist all over the mountain surged up together, the momentum was extremely huge, and the whole picture of the Hidden Fog Mountain gradually became clear.

The speed at which he swallowed clouds and mist was much faster than Chen Li's, and it would not be revealed in the Seven Apertures, not that Chen Li's cultivation was inferior to him, but because of the talent of the Dragon Clan.

The dragon follows the clouds, and the tiger gives birth to the wind, this is the truth of iron.

The dragon clan is born to swallow clouds and spit mist, which Chen Li naturally can't compare.

The Hidden Fog Mountain gradually became clearer, and the sand monk Bai Gu Jing below looked at the movement in the sky and flew up.

"Husband, where are Qingling and the little monk?"

The White Bone Spirit asked worriedly.

Chen Li said with a solemn face: "I was captured by a monster." ”

"Ah, then, brother, do you see where the monster is running?"

On the side, Monk Sha became anxious.

Chen Lidao: "I didn't see it, but he must be in this mountain, let's look for the cave separately, and you will notify everyone as soon as you have news." ”

"Good!"

Everyone agreed in unison, and then they each looked for a direction and drove the clouds to look for it.

Chen Li summoned the somersault cloud, time is pressing, he doesn't think that the monsters here will be the same as the original book, and the little monk will have to choose a good day and auspicious day to save it.

After rushing into the mountain, he did not forget to use the word trick and divided into four doppelgangers.

It's not that he doesn't want to use the doppelganger technique, but the doppelganger technique is transformed, and he doesn't have any skills, and even if he finds the cave, there is no magic skill to inform him.

A group of people began to search all over the mountains, cliffs, waterfalls, valleys, pine forests, not a single corner.

Every day, Tian shamelessly rolls around and asks for a monthly pass!!

(End of chapter)