Qingqiu City is huge. Meng Che wandered around half of the city aimlessly, and gradually walked into the territory of the Bai family.

Order here began to become orderly, and the streets began to be tidy, and there were special people to take care of them, unlike the outer city where blood was everywhere and plaques were dusty.

There is a table in front of the Bai family's compound, and several people are busy. A man wrote three lines on a piece of cloth and then unfolded it.

"Baifu recruitment, interested parties come to test, and they can get the foggy lake."

The crowd of onlookers stirred slightly, and then quickly fell silent.

"Foggy Lake!" Mengche's eyes were eager. Meng Yuan told him about the purpose of this foggy lake, but he didn't let him go. It's just because the jurisdiction of this foggy lake belongs to the Bai family!

The foggy lake is covered with white fog all year round, and there is no human figure within a zhang. It is said to be beneficial to the spirit, but it can only be used once in a short period of time.

Such favorable conditions are unexpectedly untouched, revealing weirdness.

"Foggy Lake, why didn't anyone come forward?" Moncher whispered, but only to the people around him.

"Boy, new here?" Someone scoffed and said disdainfully.

"Yes, I don't know if I'm lucky enough to be chosen by the Bai family." Mengche relied on his age and pretended to be cute.

"Boy, I advise you not to have thoughts that you shouldn't have if you don't want to die!" Seeing that Mengche was just a child, the man didn't continue to laugh, but just whispered: "The recruitment order written by the white cloth is recruiting dead people!" ”

Meng Che was said by him with a chill down his spine, "Recruit...... Recruit the dead? ”

"It is estimated that the Bai family has discovered a more dangerous place and needs someone to explore the way. If you are lucky, what you get is not yours. If you're unlucky, just give it an account there. ”

"People over there, what!" The people of the Bai family slapped the table, "I don't know what to say!" ”

"Bad luck!" The man pursed his lips and turned to leave, without any remorse.

"Boy...... Don't want to die...... Don't be delusional! ”

Yumeche's eyes flickered.

Seeing that Meng Che was still hesitating, the people of the Bai family walked over, smiled without smiling, and said, "This little brother, I was surprised to see your bones, you must be a martial arts wizard like no other!" Come to my Baijia Fog Lake for a bath, you will definitely meet the water dragon and soar into the sky! ”

"I'm still in the Qi Gathering Realm, can I?"

"Of course, my Bai family, only look at talent! My little brother must have good bones, why not enter my white mansion? ”

"Good! I'll go! Meng Che said excitedly.

The people of the Bai family were relieved, and hurriedly asked for their names, and after receiving an answer, they greeted: "Write it to this little brother Wu!" ”

The surname Dream is too rare in this realm, and there is probably only the Nine Winds Dream Family. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Meng Che casually reported "Wu Qing".

The people of the Bai family turned around, and a sneer appeared on the corner of their mouths.

"It's just cannon fodder, and the Qi Gathering Realm is also useful."

Mengche secretly gritted his teeth.

"Good for the spirit...... Master ...... It's the quickest way to do it......"

……

In the courtyard of the Bai family, Meng Che and a group of people stood in a row, and there was a head coach pacing back and forth.

"Although you were only recruited by the Bai family this time, you are also from the Bai family!

"Since you have chosen to join my Bai family, the Bai family will naturally not treat you badly!

"I'm sure you've heard a lot of information, but I'll just say one word, don't listen to the gossip outside!

"Bai Fu acts, naturally it will not thin Bai Fu's face!

"If everybody dies outside, I'll have the life to recruit here!

"Some people stay in Tiling to practice, some people go to Tiling City, some people go to Fu Ming City, and some people enter the Immortal Gate, how can these enter the eyes of those ordinary people who are blind!

"The walls are like wells! In this well, all you see is the sky on the well!

"I, Baifu, will give you the opportunity to go to the depths of Tiling and find the way to the sky!

"Now go back and rest, go to the other courtyard early tomorrow morning, and after everyone has bathed, set off immediately!

"Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Everyone spoke in unison.

Yumeche listened silently in it.

This head is not rough.

He felt that his well was not only Nine Winds City, but also the Dream Family Compound. I don't know how much human evil and danger of the rivers and lakes have been covered for him.

Mortals, after all, are just mortals. In such a weak Nine Wind City, there was no stronger martial artist who had the heart to get involved, which made him a little unsure of whether to be happy or sad. The wealth and tranquility in his eyes are actually the mustard that others disdain.

Only by stepping on the spiritual platform can there be infinite hope for the future. No matter how difficult the spirit is, it must be approached step by step, and then entered. If the spiritual veins are not opened, it is all vain!

He originally thought that with the difficulty of opening the spiritual vein, there should be very few cultivators. But this is only a slightly larger mortal city more than 300 miles away from the Nine Winds, and it is already full of spiritual platforms, so how many cities are there in the entire Xijiang Plain?

What about Tiling County?

What about Cangchongguo?

and even ...... What about the world?

Unthinkable!

The low-level Lingtai can only become a guard and miscellaneous servant here, and only when he needs protection can he enter Tiling and retreat, let alone a small seventh-layer qi gathering!

……

At dawn the next day, everyone was called up.

The breakfast of those who were temporarily recruited by them was just a small cloth bag for each person, which contained a piece of air-dried spirit beast jerky, a piece of bran cake, a piece of dried milk, and a gourd of water.

"Half a pillar of incense, after eating, let's go immediately!"

At the sound of an order, they devoured it one after another.

The amount of food eaten by Yumeche is not large, and the taste of these things is really average. Half of the bran cake was left, the milk was not moved, and half of the pot of water was left, and the right hand turned over and all disappeared.

"Storage rings?!" The people around him were stunned, and their eyes suddenly turned a little red.

Even the head of the sect gave Meng Che a second look. The Bai family has a big business, but it is not very rich, at least there are not many people at his level who have storage rings.

A storage ring may contain the entire net worth of a monk, regardless of its own value. Although much more common than space rings, not everyone has them.

Storage rings are sacrosanct, this is an iron law of the rivers and lakes. But in the middle of Tiling, it is outside the rivers and lakes!

No one did anything, but I don't know how many people quietly buried their thoughts.

Mengtou didn't move.

He didn't expect the cultivation realm to be so chaotic.

For the weak, even if they hold the most ordinary spirit grass, they are at risk of being snatched or even killed. The law is not immortal! It can't restrain everyone, it can't restrain the dark places, and it can't restrain human greed!

There were only three Qi Gathering Realms present except for Meng Che, so the action was very fast, and the thirty-mile journey only took half an hour.

Approaching the courtyard, the fog gradually became thicker.

The morning sun was swallowed up by a thin layer of water vapor before it dispersed, and Meng Che felt that his whole heart was clear when he smelled it.

When I got closer, I realized that there was a mansion here, and the long wall was hidden in the fog, with no end in sight.

"This is my White Mansion Courtyard. When Baifu recruits you, you will naturally have something to ask for, and you will also be rewarded accordingly! This is the Fog Lake, I'm sure you've heard that this lake is very beneficial to the soul, and you need two low-grade spirit stones to bathe once on weekdays! Now for all brothers to use, as a sign of sincerity! ”

Meng Che pouted quietly. If it is really as he said, "it is very beneficial", how can it be that a Bai family can keep it? Moreover, the price of two lower-grade spirit stones at one time was only for a casual cultivator with such low strength as them. It is said that there is an upper lake in the foggy lake, and the fog is even thicker, and there are areas dedicated to all kinds of "adults", and every high-level Lingtai can enter at will.

Everyone changed into yukata in Xuanxuan, took a silk scarf, and walked to the lake.

The figure of Yumeche in the mist is slightly thin, but when you look closely, you can see shallow muscle lines, and green tendons looming, as if there is a huge hidden power.

"Boy, I can't see that I'm still a practitioner!" A big man laughed.

Meng Che smiled and said, "It's just that I exercise on weekdays, and I don't eat much, so that's naturally it." ”

"Be modest, at your age, you have just awakened the acquired spirit vein, it is not easy to have such perseverance, and if you have potential, he will become a great weapon one day!"

"Borrow Brother Shi's auspicious words!"

Slowly entering the biting lake, Mengche's entire muscles tightened, his head was clearer than ever, and wisps of mist infiltrated his body from various pores, washing his soul.

"The Foggy Lake has such an effect!" Dream was startled, and then sat in the water, undistracted, concentrating on absorbing the feelings. So much so that he didn't find that others were scratching their ears and cheeks, and they couldn't find the law, except for the cold.

Mengche's absorption speed became slower and slower, and gradually stopped. He slowly opened his eyes, felt it, and felt that he needed to go deeper.

After swimming about half a mile into the lake, there was a sound of bubbling water. The piercing feeling of clarity came to my heart again, and I immediately found a reef to borrow my strength and continue my cultivation in the water.

After a while, stop again.

"If you have to go further, go to Shanghu District!" Meng Che said secretly in his heart.

The fog in the foggy lake is so great that it is difficult to see even if it is very close, and if you quietly touch it and come back quietly, no one will know at all.

And the Foggy Lake has such a function, and others will never be willing to stay in the Lower Lake District.

Swimming again, I finally came to the source of the sound of the water. There is a stream of water that falls from an unknown height, and it is not real, judging from the splash, it is about six feet high. Mengche patted the surface of the water, rose from the rock wall, pointed at the highest point, and slowly fell into the water of the upper lake area. The action is fluid and perfectly hidden in the roar of the water.

Settle down, and Meng Che feels cold here. With his current physique, he began to tremble. But again, the effect is remarkable!

He even ignored all the sounds of the outside world, leaving only his own trembling gasps in his ears. Slowly, I began to feel the trembling of my eyelids, the rhythm of my heart, and even the circulation of blood all over my body!

Muscles, bones, spinal cord!

In this ultimate clarity and acuity!

It was an experience he had never had before! The brain seems to explode because of the massive amount of information collected, but it can't stop!

When seeing the world clearly, who wants to return to the obscurity?

It was as if he had become a walking corpse, intoxicated by this feeling, and unconsciously marched deeper into it.

His perception is no longer confined to his body.

The skin reflects delicate textures in the shimmer, and the cold hairs that stand up high sway with the water, and occasionally some fine sand brushes the surface of the feet.

The control and perception of the whole body is also increasing and magnifying.

Stepping barefoot in the sand and gravel at the bottom of the water, there was a slight sting. It was like pins and needles all over his body, as if to wake him up from this state. A fine mist rushed towards the weak spirit in the center of the eyebrows, faintly forming a vortex.

At this moment, the dream was numb and mechanical, and it was indifferently perceived, and it was immediately felt that it had gone to other places.

He knew that it would be very soon for Shizun to wake up.