The black smoke was silent, tumbling and surging, setting off huge waves dozens of meters high, like a fierce ghost beast, rushing down in groups along the wide ravine, not knowing where to go.

The waves of smoke set off could even splash on Zhou Qingli, who was sitting on the shore.

The inky smoke fell on his body, hit his face, and disappeared, without wetting his clothes or leaving a trail of water on his face, as if he were hallucinating.

Zhou Qing sat cross-legged, quietly looking at the surging smoke waves below, feeling more fierce and untamable than the Yellow River he had seen in the sun, which was daunting.

The water in this underworld, except for the water in the Biquan River, which looks like water, the water in the rest of the places is in the shape of a cloud of smoke.

This is true of Baishui Creek, Yanbo Lake, and the so-called Heilong River in front of you.

The tumbling smoke clouds were as black as ink, no matter how high the waves of smoke were set off and how fierce the fireworks were rolled up, they were all silent.

There is no surging sound of the Yellow River, no roar like a torrent rolling by, only a dead silence.

However, this kind of dead silence is even more daunting and frightening, especially sitting on the cliff protruding two meters away from the shore, and the smoke clouds below are tumbling and surging, for fear that if you are not careful, you will be swept down, and from then on you will be drowned in this black dragon river, and taken to the unknown.

But Zhou Qingli has been sitting here for nearly half a month.

doesn't eat or drink, only relies on cultivation to replenish the consumption of the soul body, and even, he maintains his painting soul possession throughout the whole process, only after the consumption is almost done, it will be canceled, and after recovery, it will be activated again.

He wanted to rely on this method to make the painting soul possession method more compatible with his soul body.

It seemed like a stupid idea, but he had no choice.

Suddenly there was a sound of flapping wings behind him, and a bird that looked like a peacock but was even larger in size fell from the sky and landed in the clearing behind him, but he did not look back.

Although this is not the forbidden place of the Soul Painting Pavilion, it is not something that ordinary people can come up to, only the disciples in the pavilion can come here.

However, very few people come here, because they all have other places and better places to go, like him, who sits here for ten days and half a month.

This giant bird has long, cyan tail feathers, bright cyan feathers, slender eyebrows, gorgeous feathers, and after landing, it has the style of a king.

If there are people who are familiar with myths and legends, they will definitely be able to recognize that this giant bird is Qingluan, one of the five phoenixes described in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas"!

As the saying goes, the red one is the phoenix, and the green one is the luan.

Body posture and feather color is one of the main features that distinguish the two, in addition, from the feather crown and eyebrows and other details, you can also see some differences, but on the whole, it is still a feather color, is the best to identify.

After this legendary Qingluan landed, he walked in the direction of Zhou Qingli, but after a few steps, a burst of blue light appeared from Qingluan, and then, a man holding a paper fan, with a slender body, graceful demeanor, and a handsome face, immediately appeared.

"Senior Brother Zhou, I'm here again!" With a smile on his face, the young man called Zhou Qingli his junior disciple, and naturally he was also a disciple of the Soul Painting Pavilion.

This person's name is Skylark Zhai, he is one of the true disciples of the Painting Soul Pavilion, after Zhou Qing left him, he got along very well with him, and after the exchange, he quickly became a friend, and he often drank tea and chatted on weekdays, and after Zhou Qingli sat down on this black dragon cliff, as long as he was free, he would also come over from time to time.

Therefore, even if Zhou Qing can't look back, he knows who the person is.

"Senior Brother Yun can sit casually!" Zhou Qingli didn't look back, just looked at the Black Dragon River and said.

Skylark Zhai smiled, he knew that now Zhou Qingli was holding his soul with the Black Dragon River, let alone getting up, even if he couldn't turn back, he naturally wouldn't mind, he sat down on the stone he often sat on casually, then put away the paper fan, and said: "Senior Brother Zhou, what are we talking about today?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Qingli didn't even speak, but he heard the sound of wings flapping in the air.

When Lark Zhai looked up, he saw a red phoenix with two people on its shoulder, falling from the sky and landing in the open space where he had fallen before.

As soon as the phoenix landed, it couldn't wait to shake the feathers all over its body, and then a man and a woman sitting on it rolled down unprepared.

"Ouch!"

The woman who rolled down let out a cry of pain, while the other man slammed like a stone on the ground, but he didn't say a word.

Before the two people who landed on the ground got up, the phoenix was already covered with a dazzling red light, and then, a beautiful woman wearing a crimson and bright long skirt manifested her figure, patting the non-existent dust on her body, while complaining: "You two are embarrassed, you actually let me be a weak woman to carry you?" Can you still pity the fragrance and cherish the jade! ”

"Senior sister! Why did you shake me off! The woman who rolled down with the man was petite, only about one meter five tall, and looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a bun head and some ornaments hanging on it, looking very cute.

"Dead girl, you treat me as a mount, and you dare to complain about me?" When the woman in the crimson dress heard this, the expression on her face suddenly became fierce, and she rushed up and pinched the petite woman's fleshy face with both hands and pulled it to both sides.

"Senior sister, I don't dare~! Don't pinch it! It's going to be stretched! The petite woman's face was pinched, and she could only say vague words: "Senior brother, you can also say a few words!" ”

"Huh! What is there to say? I'll go first! The other man who rolled down was five big and three thick, and the clothes he was wearing were tightly collapsed by the muscles on his body.

"Senior brother!" Seeing that the strong brother was gone, leaving the petite woman to bear the pain of being pinched in the face, she let out a cry for help.

"No matter how much you call it, it's useless!" The woman in the red dress smiled and said, "Let me have a good time today!" ”

"Don't! Masters! It hurts, it hurts! ”

"What's the length of your face? The meat is whirring, it's really comfortable to pinch it! ”

Ignoring the two women fighting in the back, the strong man came to the open space behind Zhou Qingli in a few steps, found a place very casually, sat down directly, and then greeted: "Senior Brother Zhou, long time no see!" ”

"It's been a long time, Senior Brother Fang!" Zhou Qingli said with a smile.

"Hello Senior Brother Zhou!"

I don't know when, the woman in the red dress has also come here, she almost didn't look at it, just sat directly on the ground, but at this moment, the ground appeared with an index finger-thick cyan vine, quickly woven into a chair under the woman's buttocks.

When the woman sat down, the chair was already knitted and sat down.

"Hello Senior Sister Lin!" Zhou Qingli responded.

At the same time, the petite woman, whose face had been pinched for a while, also rubbed her face and walked over, and the index finger of the other hand was still shining with cyan light, and then, without any movement, another rattan chair grew out of the ground, but it was far away from the woman in the red dress.

Seeing this situation, Senior Sister Lin was very dissatisfied and said, "Xiao Qingqing, what are you doing sitting so far away?" Are you afraid that I will eat you? Come here! ”

"Don't! Wait a minute, you're going to pinch my face again! The petite woman sat down in a chair with an angry expression on her face.

"You've thought about it! If you don't come now, you'll be in trouble later! Senior Sister Lin pinched the knuckles of her hands with a threatening expression on her face.

"Then, then you can't pinch my face anymore!" The petite woman said with a tangled face, and finally surrendered to the female authority and reluctantly walked over.

The rattan chair that had been formed before quickly retracted back to the ground, and then grew back next to Senior Sister Lin.

A few steps away, and after the petite woman walked, the rattan chair had already grown, and before she could sit down, Senior Sister Lin had already pulled the petite woman over, and then held her in her arms, ravaging for a while, and screaming straight out to the little woman who was bullied.

During the whole process, Skylark Zhai and the man named Fang Zhenggang all looked at it with a smile.

The woman named Lin Yueping and the petite woman named Lan Qingqing will stage this scene every day in Shimen.

Although Lan Qingqing looks like she wants to die every time she is ravaged, she will not learn a lesson every time, and she will eventually become like this again, but Lan Qingqing's talent, even among their several true disciples, is one of the best, I really don't know whether to say it is stupid or simple.

Or is this a way for girls to increase their affection for each other?

Although Zhou Qingli couldn't turn back, he could guess what was going on with Lin Yueping and Lan Qingqing, and he was also smiling, very happy in his heart.

The number of people in this Soul Pavilion is not very large, there are only more than 1,000 people in total, and the boundary guarded is just a few villages and towns around this Soul Burial Mountain, which is already very small compared to the many large and small towns that I saw on the road when I came.

However, the atmosphere in the sect is very good, everyone is mutual help and friendship, even if it is a true disciple, there is no high posture, and they can mingle with ordinary disciples, so the people of Skylark Zhai have a good reputation among the disciples.

Of course, the handsomeness of Skylark Zhai and Lin Yueping's beauty will naturally be more popular, and Lan Qingqing, although she is also a true disciple, is more like a little sister, even if she is an ordinary disciple, she will be very fond of her.

As for Fang Zhenggang, he is equivalent to a big brother-level character, mainly because of this muscle.

Here, Zhou Qingli found the atmosphere of Longhu Mountain, which is even better than the atmosphere of Longhu Mountain!

It also made him deeply relieved and relieved.

He hasn't been here for a long time, it's only been a month, but he feels like he's been completely integrated into it, and it's hard to separate again.

(End of chapter)