The silver shuttle was only a few tens of meters above the ground, flying slowly in the dark miasma.

With Teng Bao's super eyesight, he could barely see fifty meters away, and he didn't know how many people he would scare if he told this number.

Because, excluding the psychic, if you can see ten meters away in the poisonous miasma area, then you are already a top cultivator, at least you have to cultivate in the Yuan Infant Stage.

A seventh-turn golden pill like Uncle Cai can only see seven or eight meters out, and the drunken moon is even more unbearable, and he can only see five meters away.

As soon as he entered the poisonous miasma area, Teng Bao found that the psychic master seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes in his expression and temperament, and the thinking and activity ability of the master seemed to have suddenly increased several times, and the information received by the mind reading technique became more, stronger and clearer.

The mind-reading technique came very strangely, since he met this Ming, Teng Bao found that his body seemed to have this extra skill all of a sudden, and it could only be used on the Ming, what is the reason for this?

At this moment, the Ming man was concentrated, and seemed to be carefully following the prompts of the road guide without distraction, driving the silver shuttle to fly.

He skillfully gave the command to change the coordinates and directions, so that the silver shuttle immediately made adjustments.

Teng Bao looked very carefully, and he found a strange phenomenon, no matter how the flight speed and direction of the silver shuttle changed, those pitch-black poisonous miasma qi could never get close to the silver shuttle within three meters!

He felt that the Ghost King Ling on his chest had a unique aura that was refreshing, faintly covering his body, and it was also coming from Uncle Cai's drunken moon, and it was these breaths that made the poisonous miasma unable to get close.

Teng Bao saw that Uncle Cai and Zuiyue were always in a very nervous state, and he could see that the two of them were worried about him, so he was careful and comforted: "You can meditate and rest, I will take care of myself, this trip will take a long time, and now it is only the marginal area, so I don't think there will be too much danger." ”

Uncle Cai and Zuiyue had no choice but to sit down and begin to meditate.

There was an almost demonic aura on the body of the Ming, somewhat similar to the vast poisonous miasma area, and Teng Bao knew that this might be the reason why the psychic master used the poisonous miasma to practice.

At this time, the silver shuttle was flying at a speed of three or four hundred miles per hour, and although Teng Bao could see fifty meters away, he still didn't have time to distinguish what kind of scenery there were in the places he saw.

He kept in mind not to allow himself to use his divine sense, but he blessed himself to use the occult sensing ability of mind reading to his eyesight, trying to capture some useful information in a glimpse.

"Childe, there is still some distance from the first canyon at this time, anyway, I can't see any sight if you accompany me, it's better to go and rest, don't worry, I'll call you if there's something." ”

The Ming Man seemed to have inexhaustible energy, and he no longer seemed to feel hungry in this poisonous miasma, but was full of energy and energy.

Teng Bao asked casually: "I see that your cultivation has already reached the peak of the distraction period, but why don't you condense the clone? ”

Mingyue sighed and said, "Childe doesn't know, our psychic master is not the same as a cultivator like you. For example, when I was three years old, due to my poor family, I had to worship an old psychic master and become a boy who sold my body, but fortunately, I still had some potential in cultivation and obtained the inheritance of my master. Over the years, I have worked hard in the drug miasma area, and I don't know how many times I have experienced the test of life and death, but fortunately, I have successfully coped with the past, and it is not easy to get to this day. Our psychic master is like a fish in water in this poisonous miasma area, but as soon as we leave the poisonous miasma area, we will feel extremely hungry, and Bigu Dan cannot eliminate our hunger at all. This may be God's arrangement, so that we have gains and losses, we have gained the ability to survive in the poisonous miasma, and we have gained the ability to practice in the poisonous miasma, but we have lost the basic pleasure and qualification of being an ordinary human being, people have rejected us, we are not allowed to enter other towns, and we can only move in the towns of Liren. ”

Speaking of this, the Ming seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and manipulated the silver shuttle to draw an arc of a loop, returning to normal again.

"One hundred and thirty-eight miles south of here, there is a powerful monster, none of us will be its opponent, fortunately I just used the silver shuttle to make a small trick, that fool has never found out to us, before the first canyon, this monster is the most powerful in this area, it is better not to provoke it, it is safe to enter the first canyon・・・・・・"

Teng Bao said: "I want to see what the monsters in this poisonous miasma area look like." ”

The Ming glanced at Teng Bao angrily, and said in his heart: It's too late for others to hide, it's good for you, but you want to bump into it, no matter how you look at it, you are a master who likes to make trouble!

The silver shuttle cut through the air, as if passing through a strange jungle, and crossed several small hills, and the Ming said with relief: "Childe, the first canyon has arrived!"

Teng Baoyun looked ahead with all his eyes, only to feel that the place he was looking at was still pitch black, and it seemed that the poisonous fog there was much thicker than the place he had just passed, giving him a gloomy and cold feeling.

For some reason, at this moment, he felt something agitated in the sea of blood, as if he wanted to take the initiative to contact him.

Is that?

Teng Bao remained silent and sank his mind into it.

The Ming man's movements in controlling the silver shuttle became more cautious, although this silver shuttle is a drunken moon thing, but now it can be said that he only needs to control the array disk, but he does not need to pay much attention.

Entering this canyon, the silver shuttle did not fall but rose, but Teng Bao suddenly found that in this hanging, his eyesight had obviously improved and improved greatly, and he could see a hundred meters away, but I don't know how far this wise person can see?

Ming said: "Because I haven't tempered the clone yet, and the distraction doesn't dare to move too often in this area, otherwise it will still attract powerful creatures to attack, but it's only about a kilometer." Between the words, his expression was very gloomy, as if he was not worthy of his pride at all.

Teng Bao asked, "Why don't you want to refine the clone and condense the golden pill as soon as possible?"

At this moment, the mind-reading technique suddenly sensed the sadness that could not be dissolved in the heart of the enlightened person.

The sorrow that can be said is not the real sorrow, only the sorrow that cannot be told in the bottom of the heart.

The mind reader couldn't perceive where such a heavy sorrow came from, and Teng Bao stopped the topic.

The wise man was also silent.

He had already identified Teng Bao as a child of a family, and this trip into the drug miasma area was just a slightly playful journey, and once this guide between him and him was over, there would be no possibility of any intersection between Bian Yong.

Originally, the two were people from different worlds.

The wise man, who has suffered from the bullying and cold eyes of the world, has long been accustomed to the selfishness, greed and ruthlessness of cultivators, not to mention that he is still a psychic who is not treated well by others, a psychic who is so poor that he is scum.

On the surface, psychics can walk freely in the miasma area, but in fact, they are not. Every year, many psychics can't resist the temptation of huge salaries, and take some powerful practitioners into the poison miasma area for adventures, and as a result, when they encounter danger, they often become the first to die. Employers rely on the support of sophisticated magic weapons or ghost kings, and most of them turn danger into relief.

Among the hundreds of psychic, the Ming is considered to be the kind of cultivator who is neither high nor low, he has no ambition, and he can't stand the loneliness and suffering of the darkness in the poisonous miasma area, and always fantasizes that one day he can go to the most beautiful cities on the four continents to see the beautiful women.

However, he knew that he was an out-and-out fantasy, and what woman would look down on the psychic who was hated by the world? Even if some psychic masters who had accumulated a lot of spirit stones went to the flower building in Liren Town to have fun, no woman would be willing to accept it, and this became the biggest pain in the hearts of psychicists.

And the pain of the wise is far more than that.

His pain, his dreams, are all in the ethereal miasma.

Suddenly, Yinshuo paused, and the Ming Man exclaimed softly with some surprise: "It's not good, someone is trapped in the canyon!"

Teng Bao is his employer, Teng Bao didn't speak, he can only honestly drive the silver shuttle forward, without being distracted.

Teng Bao's body trembled slightly, as if he had woken up from a certain level of concentration, and asked, "Where is it?"

The Ming Man observed the movement in that place intently and said, "Two men and one woman, surrounded by a large group of poisonous toads, look very critical... No, it seems to be a disciple of the Ghost Sect!"

Disciple of the Ghost Sect?

Teng Bao's heart moved, and he ordered: "Then we have to go over and take a look, you be careful!"

The silver shuttle descended slowly.

It seemed that the farther to the bottom of the canyon, the denser the poisonous mist became, Teng Bao was engrossed, spreading out his extreme vision, and after a few hours, he could barely distinguish some of the surrounding situations.

It's a low-lying canyon, with barely a single weedy shrub in sight, and a deep black backwater puddle in which toads the size of a basin are constantly pouring in one direction!

"These poisonous toads have thick skin and flesh, are difficult to hurt by swords, are not afraid of fire, and are good at spitting venom, which is extremely poisonous, almost five times more corrosive than the poisonous mist, and very difficult. Generally speaking, they don't take the initiative to attack human monks, of course, humans who are protected by the Ghost King's order. It's strange, why are these three Ghost Sect disciples surrounded here?

The Wise One whispered.

Is this what the terrain and landform of this poisonous miasma area look like? Teng Bao glanced around, looking at the huge toad that was like a tide, and a message suddenly appeared in his heart.

"The fog-swallowing poisonous toad, likes the damp depression, lives in groups, and its tongue can refine the Qingmu Dan. ”

Qingmu Dan, Huang-level Dan, its efficacy is by no means below the Snow Lotus Pill. A total of thirty-one medicinal herbs are needed, and the only one medicine is the tongue of this mist-swallowing poisonous toad!

This elixir is mainly used to prevent the eyes from being eroded by poisonous gas, improve eyesight, temper eye muscles and nerves, like the glaucoma, astigmatism, presbyopia, and eye diseases within the cataract of some elderly people in the world.

This is a good opportunity, a good opportunity to collect medicines.

The medicinal materials of Qingmu Dan are very ordinary, and there are enough in Teng Bao Zhihai Medicine Garden, and if you have a poisonous tongue, you can start refining.

"Ming, you will stop the silver shuttle here, I'll take a look!" Teng Bao said.

"No adults!"

"Xingjun can't!"

Zuiyue and Uncle Cai suddenly stood up and stopped in unison.

With the height of the silver shuttle, the poisonous toad spewing venom can't reach it at all, not to mention that in the eyes of Uncle Cai and Zuiyue, it is pitch black all around, full of poisonous mist, which is shocking enough, and then I heard that there are groups of poisonous toads under him, Teng Bao still wants to go down to the ground to explore, where is he willing to let him go?

Teng Bao said with a smile: "I just thought of a pill, which is very helpful for our trip to the poisonous miasma area, and now there is only one medicine to lead, I will collect some and come back." Besides, I have my own secret method of self-defense, so you don't need to worry about it. Besides, the disciples of the Ghost Sect are in danger here, let's turn a blind eye and don't save them when we see death, it doesn't seem to be reasonable, right? Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, you can just stay here!"

After that, he was about to jump out of the silver shuttle, but he heard the Ming One suddenly shouting with some excitement: "Childe, the Ming One will go with you!"

Psychics are all timid and fearful people, and they are far away from danger when they encounter danger, and this time the wise man wants to go on an adventure with Teng Bao, but it is beyond the expectations of Drunken Moon and Uncle Cai.

Drunken Yue said: "That Ming, as a psychic, you have the ability to communicate with poisons, you have to be careful to protect our family, if the adult hurts a hair, I will tear you to pieces!"

The Ming man shuddered, and among several people, Zuiyue's fierce and ugly appearance was what he feared the most, and he hurriedly followed Teng Bao's side, slowly retreating downward.