Chapter 57: The Northern Regions

The Misty Forest is located in the hinterland of Dongzhou. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info is vast and mysterious. Its forests are towering to the sky, shading the sun and the moon.

But the perennial darkness has nurtured countless miasma and swamps. The originally vibrant dense forest has also become a place of death for people. Over time, fewer and fewer people dared to enter the forest, and even if they did, they were rarely seen again.

Since then, the land has been completely cut off from the outside world. Even if there are occasional bold and ignorant passers-by who intrude recklessly, they will be quickly blocked by the poisonous insects and beasts on the periphery, and they will retreat. Out of the instinct of survival, people mostly choose to take a detour.

Of course, there are occasional exceptions.

Wang Yifan held a "Tibetan Front" and waved it indiscriminately. Behind him, crookedly fell all the way to broken branches and vines. The wind swayed high above the treetops, carrying a slow rustle of the foliage. It was as if there was a sea of moving trees overhead, slowly alternating waves and never stopping.

The dense forest is cold and damp, and it is difficult to see the five fingers, but Wang Yifan is not tired of it.

The inaccessible misty forest is rich in several kinds of "spirit flowers" and "spirit grass", and snakes, insects and spirit animals are surprisingly abundant. This is undoubtedly an unexplored gem. Therefore, Wang Yifan directly threw the task of finding people to the spirit beast. And he himself is holding his mobile phone, constantly collecting medicine and catching pets in the dense forest.

At first, the elusive miasma and the swamp with dead leaves could still hinder him somewhat. But after acclimatizing for a long time, he began to get used to the environment in the forest, and became more and more relaxed.

Wang Yifan raised his mobile phone and glanced at the map, and called the spirit beast back to his side with a long roar.

After walking through the dense forest for half a month, he still didn't find any trace of Jin Jing and Yihu after all. Now the only possibility left is that she has returned to the Northern Regions first.

After thinking about it, he took the spirit beast back. Jump back into the treetops and head north.

…

Five days later, Wang Yifan jumped down from the treetops, turned around to look at the gloomy and murderous dense forest, smiled faintly, and said, "Finally to the Northern Regions!" ā€

At that time, a cool breeze blew through.

In the depths of the dense forest, which was originally as dark as a beast's mouth, a person suddenly floated out.

When it got closer, Wang Yifan exclaimed in surprise: "Wandering soul! Why are you here? ā€

The spirit was still wearing the tattered black cloak, and Sen Leng replied, "Junior, I've been waiting for you here for many days. ā€

Wang Yifan was slightly strange in his heart, and he clasped his hands on his chest and said, "Are you waiting for me?" What are you waiting for me for? I don't think I owe you anything. ā€

The spirit snorted coldly, but did not squeak, but threw out a piece of jade slip as black as ink with a shake of his big sleeves.

Wang Yifan didn't know why, looked at the jade slip in his hand and then looked at the wandering spirit. Finally put it on your forehead and look it up.

"Ten Thousand Demon Hunt Order... 10th place: Wang Yifan..."

What the hell is this? Wang Yifan was slightly stunned while holding the jade slip, obviously a little confused.

The wandering soul smiled sympathetically, and the wide cloak trembled a few times, "Junior, have you ever heard of 'Demon Valley'?" ā€

Hearing "Demon Valley", Wang Yifan was slightly stunned, he seemed to have never dealt with the people of Demon Valley for most of the past half a year. How did I get on their blacklist for some reason.

Seeing his hesitation, the wandering soul continued: "This 'Demon Valley' is the Imperial Beast Sect, and if you can get on their hunt and kill order, it must be related to the spirit beast. Hehe, I didn't expect you to be a beast envoy before. It was a bonus. ā€

Wang Yifan frowned when he heard this, threw the jade slip back, and said quietly: "This jade slip is inexplicable, you should tell me your intention." ā€

A wandering soul sleeve robe, took back the jade slip, and said with a smile: "Junior, if you are cornered by the Demon Valley one day, you might as well come to Taozhi Mountain in Dongzhou, and my underworld can protect you." With that, he laughed and slowly floated into the dark forest, disappearing.

Wang Yifan watched it pass away and secretly thought to himself: Could it be that there are too many spirit beasts caught? No, even if you catch a lot, no one will know. Could it be that the people in the "Demon Valley" have clairvoyance?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a chill on his forehead, and when he looked up, it turned out that there was fine snow in the sky at some point. Pure white ice crystals flutter quietly and harmoniously in the faint sky.

Raise your hand and touch it lightly, and the velvet flowers quietly melt, turning into dew drops and dotting your fingertips.

Wang Yifan smiled knowingly, and all the three thousand troubles in his mind drifted away. sighed happily: The Northern Regions really deserve to be the polar regions of the Eastern Continent. The snow is like a light yarn, and it is wonderful.

After that, he silently used Yuan Force to block the snowflakes. Then he rose against the wind and headed towards the nearest town on the map.

…

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Yifan was wandering around the market, buying materials. Suddenly, the two behind him talked about the Jin family in the Northern Regions, and couldn't help but step forward and interject, "Two brothers, I don't know what the Jin family's name is just now?" ā€

The man who was speaking was burly, with a pair of red phoenix eyes, and looked like he was in his early thirties. After hearing this, he looked at him warily and said, "This little brother is not from the Northern Regions." Why, do you want to try that 'martial arts competition'? ā€

Wang Yifan smiled innocently and arched his hand again and again, "Where is the brother Tai, I am just an idle person who travels around, how can I be qualified to participate in the 'competition to recruit relatives', I am just curious for a while, curious for a while." ā€

The man laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and continued: "I don't know the name of Miss Jin's girl, but I heard that she looks like an ice flower and has outstanding talent. At only twenty years old, three are sixth-order Fa cultivators. ā€

The other had a handsome face, but a sickly look. Hearing this, he sighed and said: "In my opinion, this Jin family's 'competition to recruit relatives' is a joke, and I am afraid that it will have nothing to do with us ordinary people." ā€

"Oh?"

Wang Yifan arched his hand at him, and asked with a smile: "This brother, how can you say this." ā€

The sick-faced man waved his hand and replied with a wry smile: "Little brother, you don't know anything. The conditions for 'recruiting relatives through martial arts' are quite harsh and even a little unrealistic. ā€

"Not bad."

The tall man on the side took over the conversation and continued: "This first requirement is ......"

In the evening, Wang Yifan quit the two of them and walked alone in this small city in the northern regions, thinking about his thoughts.

Listening to Bai Ri's mouth, this Miss Jin family is most likely Jin Jing. But I didn't go to this mortal world to fall in love, and I didn't have the slightest idea of dragging my family to the mortal world. What should I do if I go, what should I do if I don't go...

At this moment, Wang Yifan completely lost his square inch! All the troubles are under his indecisive character, entangled! Magnify! Memories from the depths of my mind slowly emerged. The nightmare of years ago is coming again.