The vegetation of each mountain peak is the same color, and it looks down from above.

I saw red like fire, orange like sunshine, blue like dai, purple like satin......

Each mountain peak seemed to have a faint mist of the same color as the peak, converging towards the eighth peak in the center. Obviously, this is how the colorful clouds on the eighth peak came from.

This is the work of nature, and it is also the place where everyone on this continent talks about the change of color.

Although Gu Xijiu had heard Rong Jialuo talk about the topography and landform here for a long time, he was still shocked to see it with his own eyes, especially when he looked at the eighth peak!

Her heart was beating so hard that it seemed to be shocked and something else, and even she couldn't analyze this emotion.

Yun Qingluo was also shocked, and his eyes sparkled and stared below: "Master Heaven, is the mist coming out of the yellow mountain peak a poisonous miasma?" ”

Emperor Fuyi's voice was indifferent: "You guess? ”

Yun Qingluo: "......"

Gu Xijiu hooked her lips slightly, this Heavenly Master is obviously selling Guanzi, or maybe the heavenly secret cannot be revealed......

"Miasma, I guess." Yun Qingluo replied, turned his head and asked Gu Xijiu again: "Miss Gu, what do you say?" ”

Gu Xijiu looked down and said with a slight sigh: "Maybe it's not the miasma, it's the essence of the mountain." The essence of the seven peaks is concentrated on the eighth peak. ”

"Seven Peaks Essence? No way? There is no fog on the other peaks, only the yellow peak of the fourth peak. Yun Qingluo said.

Gu Xijiu's eyebrows frowned.

Only on the yellow peaks? How did she see that the other peaks also had it?

She looked again, and then she saw more clearly, there was a mist steaming outward from every peak. And the form of mist evaporating from each mountain peak is also different.

When she saw the form of these mist clearly, her heart moved again.

Red like a red bird, purple like a swimming dragon, orange like a tiger, yellow like a turtle, blue like a dragon...... And so on.

This kind of mist is by no means a miasma, but somewhat like the aura of a beast spirit.

Could it be that these seven peaks were transformed by ancient divine beasts? The evaporating mist seemed to be the aura they had escaped.

She was thinking about it, but Yun Qingluo seemed to remember something, and suddenly smiled apologetically at Gu Xijiu: "Miss Gu, I forgot that you are not a disciple of the Heavenly Mandate, and you can't see the fog at all." ”

Gu Xijiu raised her eyebrows: "Huh? ”

Yun Qingluo said: "I listened to my father's words, the eight peaks in the dark forest have aura, but only the Heavenly Grant disciples can see it, and ordinary people can't see it. Even the people of the Holy Venerable Sect are no exception, and I forgot about this for a while, so I shouldn't discuss this with you. ”

She turned her head and asked Emperor Fuyi: "Master Zuo Tianshi, is what Qingluo said right?" ”

Emperor Fuyi's gaze fell on Gu Xijiu: "How many mountain peaks and auras do you see?" ”

His eyes were deep, and he stared at her tightly, as if nervous about her answer.

Gu Xijiu's heart moved: "How many Dao did Master Zuo Tianshi see?" ”

"I'm asking you!"

Gu Xijiu smiled, but her words were sharp: "If you ask, I have to answer?" ”

Emperor Fuyi: "......" He forgot that this little girl was a little hedgehog, and the more he pressed, the easier it was to erect spikes and prick people.

"I can see it all." Emperor Fuyi finally answered her, and then asked, "What about you?" ”

Gu Xijiu pursed her lips: "I can't see a single one." Without waiting for the other party to speak, she added: "What I just said was based on what Miss Yun said. ”

She always felt that there was something mysterious in this, and her strength was too weak to make people notice that she was different......