The ugly man and the ghost beauty, the two quickly gathered together and looked at each other. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a while, the ugly man said: "This person restrains us, and he can't beat ......."

The ghost beauty said: "This time the loss is big, there are so many ghosts, how can we still advance?"

The ugly man beat his chest hard and said hatefully: "He...... He ......"

The ghost beauty shook her head and said, "It's useless, after our ghost cultivation, our strength has dropped too much, and if we continue to entangle, there may not be any good results...... This man is unfathomable, hard-hitting, and we suffer too much. ”

The ugly man asked, "What do we do then?"

The ghost beauty sat down slowly, staring at a pair of eyes, meditating hard, not that she was unwilling to close her eyes and meditate, but that she would never be able to close her eyes, from the moment she decided to cultivate the ghost, her physical body was completely fixed, no longer decayed, and no longer progressed.

It's like a house, completely fixed by time, and can't be rebuilt or damaged.

"Send a few clever ghosts to follow him, get to know him first, this person is too weird......"

"yes, it's scarier than a ghost!"

"I remember that I had never heard of anyone here who had a Buddhist sect...... This person is very strange, he knows the methods of Buddhism and the means of cultivating truth, but he is actually a Buddha sect and cultivating the truth, where does this person come from?

"Quite possibly, keep an eye on him!"

"Well, stare at him!"

Ghost cultivators are good at intrigue and trickery, and they really can't fight openly, but they are still very powerful at using strange means.

Mi Xiaojing cultivated until the second day, and the two ghost cultivators did not make any movement, and after absorbing the Qianyang purple qi in the early morning, he returned to the road.

As for the two ghost cultivators, Mi Xiaojing has been left behind, since he is not afraid of facing the enemy head-on, there is no need to worry about the others.

Mi Xiaojing now understands, what is meant by restraining the other party, Yan Xiu does restrain ghost cultivation, judging from the situation of his use of karmic fire clematis, if he resists the attack of the cultivator, it is estimated that there is no special effect, but against the ghost cultivator, the effect is so good, it is completely beyond his expectations.

Any ghost who touches the karmic fire golden lotus will be overtaken in an instant, which is extremely sharp.

Now he can't completely control the karmic fire golden lotus, this thing can only spontaneously appear to protect the lord for the time being, and he wants to send the karmic fire golden lotus out, but he is really powerless.

After the karmic fire golden lotus protector, Mi Xiaojing figured out a little trick, and he could barely mobilize the golden lotus to appear at his feet, just like the golden lotus platform with a thousand poisons, he could also use the karmic fire golden lotus in this way.

Soon, Mi Xiaojing began to go deep into the mountains, the terrain here is extremely treacherous, the peaks up to several thousand meters are endless, the white clouds are rolling on the mountainside, Mi Xiaojing flew to the sky, and just checked the direction, and soon he fell.

The high altitude was really dangerous, he saw a small black dot rising and falling in the distance, it should be a huge bird of prey, maybe a demon beast, maybe a spirit beast, he didn't want to face it.

Falling to the snow valley, the climate here is warm, there is no biting cold in the sky, at this time, Mi Xiaojing saw a ruined fortress, he was pleasantly surprised: "There are buildings ......"

If there is a building, it means that there are people, and he flew over excitedly, just across a valley, and in a few breaths, Mi Xiaojing landed on the fortress.

Silent, the fortress was made of rock, rough and rudimentary, and behind it was all broken and rubble buildings, and the roof had collapsed, leaving only the broken stone walls.

No one.

Mi Xiaojing searched a little, he found the bones of many people, and he didn't know what had happened, all the people here died.

Wang Weijun said: "Don't look at it, there is not a single fart here." ”

Mi Xiaojing shook his head and said, "Could it be that those two ghost cultivators did it?"

"I don't know, and the old man doesn't want to know. ”

Mi Xiaojing left the fort and continued to fly along the valley floor.

Along the way, all the large and small cottage fortresses were empty, but it also let Mi Xiaojing know that there were originally many people living here, some cottages, a large number of bones were found, and some were very few.

Along the way, a lot of spiritual grass and spiritual plants were also found, as long as Mi Xiaojing saw it, he would not let it go, there were a lot of cherished alchemy materials here, which made Mi Xiaojing very satisfied.

Flying for more than ten days, this mountainous area is quite vast, as the mountain gradually flattens, the climate is gradually warmer, a large area of forest reappears, the highest mountain here is not more than a kilometer, most of them are below a kilometer, the mountain is densely forested, there are many birds and beasts.

Compared to the previous snow-capped mountains, this place is more suitable for human survival.

Finally, Mi Xiaojing saw a human settlement that resembled a village.

There are about a dozen wooden houses on stilts, that is, wooden stakes are driven into the ground, and the houses are built at a height of two or three meters above the ground, and the houses are surrounded by walls made of wooden piles, and behind the wooden walls are mounds of earth into ramps, which are supposed to be used to defend against wild beasts.

Mi Xiaojing was observing not far away, and when he saw someone moving in the wooden house, he was immediately ecstatic, and finally saw a living person!

Wang Weijun poured a scoop of cold water on him: "You may not be able to get useful information, all the people living here are mortals!"

Mi Xiaojing didn't have much contact with ordinary people, and when he was in Cangminxing, except for some tenants in Xiyanmen, he had almost no contact with ordinary people.

He fell directly from the top of the village, and before he could reach the ground, he heard someone screaming, and he couldn't understand a word of what the people here were saying.

"What are they talking about?"

"Listen with your sense, don't listen to the sound...... Well, so be it, the old man will teach you how to communicate!"

Only then did Mi Xiaojing understand that cultivators still had this kind of ability, using their divine sense to directly comprehend the meaning of the other party's words, rather than using their voices to identify, a magical method, it turned out that this was the reason for the gradual unification of the language of the cultivation world, and ordinary people would not.

Sure enough, with his divine sense, Mi Xiaojing knew what these people were calling.

That means that the gods and the like are here, hurry up and pay a visit.

When Mi Xiaojing fell to the ground, many people who ran out were prostrate on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, with a posture of fear to death.

"Get up, get up and speak!"

No one dared to move, and they all trembled.

"Don't be afraid, get up and speak!"

Still shivering.

Wang Weijun snorted, and was so happy on the heart tower: "Haha, where can they understand what you say! Stupid, use your divine sense...... Well, it's like talking to me. ”

Mi Xiaojing reacted instantly, it turned out to be like this, no wonder the cultivators ran around the planets, language has never been a problem, the solution turned out to be to communicate with divine sense, originally Mi Xiaojing was not necessarily good, but now there is no problem, because he is already a cultivator in the Dan period.

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