White Tiger Mountain is located in the west of Yucheng, opposite to Qinglong Mountain, the altitude is about more than 4,000 meters high, the mountain is wooded, the strange stones are stacked, occasionally you can see the spirit beasts shuttling among them, because most of the stones in this mountain are white, plus it looks like a fierce tiger crawling, so there is the name of White Tiger Mountain.

The sky is cloudy, it looks a little depressing, and the weather is still a little stuffy, but after entering Baihu Mountain, it makes people feel even more sultry, and even a little irritable.

Zimo and his party were flying towards the depths of White Tiger Mountain, and Feng Buyan was sitting on the back of the dragon baby and looked like he had never seen the world, which made the three of them a little speechless.

Originally, it was okay for him and Feng Buyan to go on this trip, but Feng Yanxia and Xue Ningchen wanted to come over and have a look, and in the end, there was really no way, so they brought the two of them over, after all, this place is not far from Yucheng, and there is no danger in thinking about it.

"What is the relationship between your Duobao Pavilion and the Wanyue Pavilion now?"

Zimo asked casually, before he left, the two of them were like fire and water, and now that Wang Qiong is dead, I don't know if the Wanyue Pavilion will encroach on the power of the Duobao Pavilion as before, or if it will become even worse.

"Hehe, since Wang Qiong's death, Wang Zhixuan has been tracking down the murderer of his son, but he is not in the mood to encroach on our forces, I think this matter has hit him hard, but he has not given up tracking down your affairs over the years, so you still have to be careful, don't show any horses."

Feng Buyan heard Zimo ask about this, and his face showed a hint of happiness, and he smiled.

"What can I do if I find out, besides, Wang Qiong is annoying, I have done a lot of angry things in Yucheng over the years, and I suspect that no one will suspect me, but there are a lot fewer deeds about you in Yucheng, it seems that you have been a lot more honest over the years."

Zimo rarely laughed at Feng Buyan, thinking that since he came to Yucheng for the second time, and then came back this time, he hadn't heard of Feng Buyan's bad deeds in recent years, and he thought that his temperament had changed a lot.

"Hehe, the cultivation is low, naturally I have no confidence to speak, the people around me have surpassed me in cultivation one by one, I am as high as when I was young, that is not to find myself uncomfortable, at that time I was not sensible, I felt that the world was the biggest, something happened, my father supported me, but after all these years, I also know that some people I can't afford to offend, even my father can't afford to offend, so it's better to cause less trouble, I still want to live a few more years!"

The old face is red, Feng Buyan is a little unnatural to speak, who doesn't want to be beautiful all the time, but men need to have their own strength after all, as the saying goes, rely on your parents at home, and rely on friends when you go out, then you also have the corresponding ability, you have the ability, friends are naturally people with ability, if you are still the first in the world, then the people around you will hate you, not to mention going out to find someone to help, if you don't fall into the well, it is already the ancestor who burned high incense.

"Hehe, it's not too late for you to realize this."

Turning his head sideways and looking at Feng Buyan, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of Zimo's mouth, people will go through this stage, try to change, either you understand some truths and take the initiative to change, or you have suffered a big loss and have to change, Feng Buyan belongs to these two combinations, he has suffered the loss of being bullied by the Remnant Moon Pavilion, and he has also understood some truths, this kind of person is not so bad that the mud can't support the wall, at least he understands that he has a few catties and a few taels, and this is enough.

In fact, Zimo has been wondering if Feng Buyan's father Feng Weiping did all this just to let his son understand this truth, it is better to rely on others than on yourself, you can only win the respect of the people around you when you are strong, so that you can have a place in the cultivation world and not be eliminated.

"My brother has changed a lot over the years, but he still doesn't know how to converge with a broken mouth."

Feng Yanxia rarely praised Feng Buyan, Feng Buyan also scratched his head, and smirked.

After flying for about half an hour, Zimo saw a place that looked like a small manor, and there were several Contemplation Stage monks guarding the door, thinking that it was the Spirit Grass Garden of the Remnant Moon Pavilion.

"Where is the Shadow?"

Zimo glanced at the Spirit Grass Garden of the Remnant Moon Pavilion, and turned around to ask Feng Yanxia, who was flying leisurely.

"Starting from here, fly about five miles to the southwest, this is what I heard from the elders in the pavilion, and I don't know if there are any ghosts there now."

Feng Yanxia frowned, looked around, and pointed to the southwest.

Nodding, Zimo didn't speak, and took the lead in flying towards the southwest, and several people also bypassed the location of the Spirit Grass Garden of the Remnant Moon Pavilion far away.

After a cup of tea, several people came to the place that Feng Yanxia said, as soon as they came here, Zimo felt cold, as if he was being targeted by something, and when he looked back at the three of them, Feng Buyan looked at his lips and trembled a little involuntarily.

"It seems that there really is a yin soul in this place, otherwise the yin qi would not be so heavy, and many monks have died in this place before?"

Touching his chin, Zimo muttered to himself.

"It is said that a long time ago, the Sea Clan fought with our Terran monks, and many people died, and the corpses of those dead monks and the corpses of the Sea Clan were buried here, and after thousands of years of accumulation, it caused a very heavy Yin Qi here."

Feng Yanxia saw that Zimo was puzzled, and opened her mouth to explain.

"I see, then all this makes sense, wait a while, you follow me, kill the yin spirit immediately, I will make alchemy on the spot, and a few of you can protect the Fa, but the yin qi here is so heavy, no one will come over."

Falling from the dragon baby, the four of Zimo walked towards the depths, the vegetation here does not know whether the yin qi is too heavy, many tall trees have died, and there is a misty fog, the ground can be seen everywhere animal remains, and people step on the ground, always feel soft below, which makes people feel a little unsteady.

"I said Baili Cicada, how is it cold here, it's been half an hour, and I haven't seen the ghosts, has it been killed by everyone."

Feng Buyan hugged his shoulders, his face was a little pale, his eyes had not stopped looking around, several people had been walking for half an hour, the fog was getting bigger and bigger, and the light was dimming.

"There is this possibility, let's go further, you take this."

After Zimo finished speaking, he took out a talisman and handed it to Feng Buyan, it was those fire attribute talismans that he gave to Xue Ningchen at the beginning, and he still left a lot, maybe he would be able to use it when possible.

"Don't take out this good thing early, it's too cold in this hellish place!"

Feng Buyan took the spell and hit a piece of vitality, and put it on his body, instantly feeling warm, shook his hand behind his back, and looked back to his former appearance.

Zimo smiled and didn't speak, this silent body board was too weak, he just felt a little cold, Xue Ningchen and Feng Yanxia didn't look uncomfortable, it seemed that Feng Buyan was still low in cultivation.