With this thought, Zong Shou shook his head again. If there is a big array here, then that's it. If it is a spiritual law, this person must be above the realm of travel. With a random spiritual method, you can easily take his surname, why bother?

The key is that in this vicinity, there is no trace of the regular circulation of a large stream of spiritual energy, so it is not a spiritual array.

At least Zong Shou can't sense it now.

Xuanyuan Yiren also followed him and came to the front of the carriage, and when he looked around, he was also frowning.

When she came from behind, the fog was already thick around her, and she didn't think much about it for a while. It wasn't until this moment that I realized that something was wrong. After pondering for a while, he was a little disagreeing: "Uncle Lian, is it a mistake? Haven't you kept moving forward, how could you get lost? And I remember that it was less than two moments when the fog rose, how could it be so fast-"

"Miss Xuanyuan, I've never said anything about Lianfan!"

Lian Fan's expression was solemn, and he pointed to the front of his car: "Just look at these wind riding horses, they seem to be going straight, but in fact, there are some deviations." In addition to the fact that something is wrong with this fog, there should be another illusion to charm the mind. It is estimated that it has already turned around in place, and I don't know which direction this cloud-turning car is heading. I was also able to detect it early because of the special bloodline of my ancestors!"

Xuanyuan was taken aback, and then looked carefully, and the situation was really as Lian Fan said. His expression suddenly froze, and he also looked around thoughtfully.

Zong Shou looked around for a moment, suddenly smiled, and sat down indifferently: "Uncle Lian can stop! Since the spell caster is unwilling to let us go, it is useless for the cart to continue running, so it is better to rest and let the horse recharge its strength-"

Ever since he was sent over by Liancheng to be a groom, Lian Fan's words to Zong Shou have always been cautious. At this time, after yesterday's war, he was even more convinced of Zong Shou's heart, and he obeyed his orders, as if it was Lunyin Buddhism.

Hearing this, he almost did not hesitate to wave his horsewhip and let all those wind riding horses stop.

Xuanyuan glanced at Zong Shou dissatisfied, as if he blamed him for making his own assertions, but he did not say anything to refute it.

After waiting for two hours, Zong Shou actually fell asleep calmly. As it got late, the fog showed no sign of dissipating. Xuanyuan gradually saw through the anxious color. He simply rose into the air, stood on the top of the carriage, waved his hand around the vicinity, and said, "I don't know which senior is doing it here? Xuanyuan, a junior disciple of the Danquan Sect, is polite here." How about asking our seniors to be kind and let us go?"

The voice conceals the true power and transmits it directly ten miles away. You can faintly hear the surrounding echoes and vibrations.

But when the voice fell, another half an hour passed, and no one around answered. Naturally, the fog showed no signs of dissipating.

Zong Shou was awakened and smiled dumbly when he saw this, although he didn't know what the purpose of the person who created this fog was.

However, it can be confirmed that this person does not actually have any murderous intentions towards him. If it is really against him, these few hours are enough to use countless means.

Xuanyuan Yiren also seemed to see it, and after a moment of silence, he sighed helplessly: "Shizi, the fog here should not be aimed at us." But it's not an option to wait like this. Yun Niang and I went around to take a look. If there is any danger, you can use my fire messenger to warn you. This talisman is specially made by my Danquan Sect, even in this fog, you can see it-"

A pale golden rune paper flew out of Xuanyuan Yiren's hand. It seemed that he thought that Zongshou could not use it, and the fire letter talisman slapped directly in front of Chu Xue. Then there were a few golden needles and more than forty second-order beast crystals, arranged around the carriage.

Zong Shou glanced at it casually and knew that this was a spirit array to distinguish the direction. As for the golden needle, it is a commonly used thing by Xuanyuan people, contaminated with its breath and divine thoughts. With the blessing of the spirit array, even if it is dozens of miles away, it can be sensed and recognized. The entire spirit array is extremely simple, but it is clever.

With a slight squint of his eyes, Zong Shou didn't care. Seeing Xuanyuan Yiren and Li Yunniang leaving, he got up with a smile and stretched his waist: "This night, I'm almost full, so comfortable! Xue'er, why don't we go out for a spin?"

Chu Xue let out a 'huh' and looked at the direction in which Xuanyuan Yiren left: "But young master, didn't Miss Yiren let us wait for her here?"

"Are you the girl of my sect, listen to me or listen to her?"

Zong Shou grinned, jumped out of the carriage, and urged the thunder spirit bone to move forward like a wooden puppet. The sword eyebrows were coldly raised, and his hand pressed the thunder tooth sword, hiding his intentions, as if he was smiling: "Since that person has already set up such a big battle for the young master of your family." I'm not here, where is there a time to end?" Chu Xue seemed to understand, but he didn't hesitate, and jumped out of the carriage and followed Zong Shou with a confused face. Even Fan also knew the opportunity to leave all the wind riding horses and cloud turning cars here, and followed closely behind.

And Zong Shou was aimless all the way, let alone discerning, so he stepped forward with his feelings. Suddenly to the east, and then to the south. Seeing the two people in the back, they all looked at each other.

It's strange to say, just when Xue secretly thought to herself, could it be that her young master was actually stupid, and if she went on like this, when would it be the end. There was a sudden light in front of them, and it suddenly came into the eyes of the three people.

When I followed the light, I saw that this place was beside the bank of a small stream. On both sides of the stream, there is a large green field, and the willows are swaying. The water in the stream gurgled and made a tinkling sound, like fairy music.

Strange to say, the fog around this place is so thick that it is difficult for people to see face to face. But beside this section of the stream, there is no trace of fog, and it is like a fairyland.

And under those willows, I saw the two sitting cross-legged.

A man and a woman, the man seems to be seventy years old, wearing a linen Confucian robe, white beard and white hair, fairy wind and bones, as if he is a fairy, with a hidden smile.

The woman was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and there was a faint lightning mark between her eyebrows. The face is so beautiful that you can't help but take a few more looks. The temperament is not the peerless kind, but a kind of evil charm.

Behind an old man and a young man, there were two other people, both of whom were his acquaintances. One is Lei Dong, and the other is Zhao Yanran.

When he saw Zong Shou, the latter's eyes immediately glowed with a strange luster, and he looked over. Lei Dong was facing him, smiling embarrassedly, and squeezing his eyebrows.

The reactions of the old and the young were different, their expressions moved slightly, and they seemed to be faintly disappointed and hopeful.

Zong Shou was stunned, and looked at the old man and the girl in surprise. Then, after a little thought, I vaguely guessed what was going on. glared at Lei Dong fiercely, then walked over generously and saluted the two of them: "Zong Shou has seen two seniors! Dare to ask the names of the two people? I don't know the fog here, but what did the two do? Can you please raise your noble hand and let the Zong Shou leave?"

The girl with a thunder mark on her eyebrows didn't speak, and a pair of blue eyes went up and down Zong Shou's body. That look, as if he was looking at a lover, suddenly smiled, suddenly frowned, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The same was true of the old man, and after a while, he said with a smile: "My name is Yan Fan, I am Lei Dong's uncle, and I am in charge of the Five Peerless Mountain Villas. I know that you and Lei Dongyi are married to Jin Lan, and they are sworn brothers, so you can call me Uncle Lei in the future!"

Before the words fell, the girl snorted coldly: "Don't mess around! He and your nephew have only known each other for a while." Such a brother can also be counted?"

Yan Fan smiled and nodded at the girl: "You know the two people in the back, as for this one, don't look at her age." In the cloud world, he has a good reputation, he was born in the Taiyuan Sect of Cangsheng Dao, known as the Taiyuan Fairy, and his name is Shui Lingbo. Ordinary Lingwu Venerables must be seen and repelled. ”

Su Chuxue listened to it in her ears, and she didn't feel anything, Zong Shou and Lian Fan, but they couldn't help but feel a slight shock in their bodies.

The latter had only faintly heard the names of the two sects, and the sect guard was truly shocked.

Five Peerless Mountain Villas, this is another great holy land sect, ranking five of the top ten holy places. The Taiyuan Sect, on the other hand, is stronger, one of the three pillars of the Cangsheng Dao. At the same time, he controls the third of the top ten holy lands and the seventh of the top ten holy lands, and his strength is strong, and he is several times better than the Lingyun Sect.

Compared with the Lingfu Sect, the strength is even more different.

But what really surprised him was the two people in front of him. They are all the first batch of grandmasters to enter the realm of immortal martial arts after the spiritual tide rises, and in the previous life in the game "God Emperor", these two have long been unattainable for players.

Once the martial cultivator reaches the fairyland, the longevity can reach three thousand. In his time, many people speculated that the two were still alive, but they were missing.

The sect keeper exhaled, barely calmed his heart, his expression was flat, and he bowed slightly to the two of them.

Although the identities of these two people are amazing, he has nothing to ask for, so naturally there is no need to flatter his waist.

Seeing this, Yan Fan smiled: "Looking at your appearance, you should have heard of the names of me and Taiyuan Fairy." Both of us are reclusive people, and our reputation is not obvious, and the son of the world can know it, presumably because of the family history!"

He waved his robe sleeves again, tapped a chessboard between him and Shui Lingbo, and said lightly: "The prince is not strange! There is another cause for the fog this time, and it is not for the two of us to be embarrassed." It wasn't long ago that I discussed the Lingyun Sect's Cloud Shattering Sword Determination with Immortal Taiyuan, and there were some differences of opinion between each other, and we couldn't hold each other. only to stir up the fog. ”

When Chu Xue heard this, he immediately looked at the chessboard. I saw that the chessboard made of sandalwood was already covered with black and white. It's no different from ordinary utensils.

I couldn't help but secretly wonder, what does this discussion of sword duel have to do with playing chess? Could this foggy sky be all because of this game of chess? It is also incredible!

Zong Shou secretly sneered, and sure enough, the next moment, Yan Fan looked over with a smile: "I heard Lei Dong say, did you help him understand the sword intent of the landscape?"

(To be continued)