The night passed.

It was dawn and the snow stopped.

The morning sun shone above the Yunmeng Canyon, and only a few faint rays of light could pass through the gaps in the shade of the trees.

The forest was silent, save for the occasional sound of snow falling to the ground.

Just like at this moment, a piece of snow the size of a skull slipped from the treetops, but it failed to hit the ground, and an inexplicable force suddenly shook it into countless debris from the trunk of the tree, and sprinkled it in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers.

The snow at the base of the trunk was blown away at the same time, revealing a hole large enough to hold a person.

There was a figure sitting cross-legged in the cave, and the light passed by, reflecting Mo Hansheng's handsome face.

In the battle last night, the true qi in the sea of qi was exhausted, so he planned to recharge his energy overnight before setting off to find Li Hongmei and the others.

Considering that there were too many hidden dangers in the forest, he found the giant tree, dug a large hole in its trunk, and filled it with snow to hide its form.

He was not afraid of the cold, and the power of the cold in the ice and snow was even more helpful to his cultivation.

In addition, the speed of absorbing Yuan Qi at night would be greatly accelerated, and overnight, he had already recovered six or seven percent of his true qi.

Mo Hansheng stretched out his hand to dust off the snow on his body, stood up and walked out of the tree hole.

At the same time, a fist-sized shadow emerged from the hole and crawled to his feet.

Mo Hansheng glanced at it and asked, "How is it?" ”

"Fortunately, I am fortunate to have this talisman to protect me. Although it is inevitable that it is still a little cold, it is not so much that it cannot be sustained. "This shadow is naturally Stone Mountain, and on its claws there is a small remnant of a spirit talisman burning.

The warm-up charm does not need to be urged by true qi, and it can be burned to exude warmth and resist the cold.

This is one of the few spirit runes left after Mo Hansheng went to the nameless pawnshop last time.

It's not that he was reluctant to make a move, it's just that this thing is really ordinary and worthless, so he kept it until today, and he didn't expect it to come in handy here.

Mo Hansheng reached out and grabbed the stone mountain, and sent it, which was still slightly shrunken, into the burden behind him.

He glanced around and said, "The miasma is not too strong at the moment, so let's go find them first." ”

"What are you going to do, this forest is so big, it's impossible to try your luck like a headless fly." There was a rustling sound behind him, and it was Shi Shan eating in the baggage.

It didn't eat the kind of vermilion fruit that was specially used to open the valley like Mo Hansheng, and it hadn't eaten all night, and it was already hungry and cold.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome, though we are scattered in the woods, and we don't know where each other is, and we can't communicate with each other. But at least there is a common destination, and perhaps they are getting closer to it at the moment. Mo Hansheng took out a roll of white paper from the Qiankun Ring and spread it out.

The paper has some simple outlines of the terrain, and there is a winding route that leads to the previously agreed location, the nest of the blood poison bee.

"Although the true qi has not fully recovered, it can only be replenished slowly on the way. According to Li Hongmei, this route is relatively safe, and I hope there will be no trouble. Mo Hansheng found a node in the route according to the instructions on the way, and began to move in the direction of the Blood Poison Hive.

Although he was a little worried about the situation of Li Hongmei and the others, he still chose to slow down for the sake of safety.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Hansheng glanced at the map and said with a smile: "I didn't encounter any danger along the way, it seems that I should be able to arrive smoothly." ”

"Not necessarily." The voice of the stone mountain came from the baggage.

Mo Han was stunned and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Ishiyama asked rhetorically, "If you look at the trees around you, don't you see that there is anything wrong?" ”

A trace of confusion flashed in Mo Hansheng's eyes, and he asked, "What's the problem?" ”

Shi Shan was a little surprised and said, "Can't you see that we have already walked this road?" ”

"If that's the case, how can I not have any impression at all, is it because you are hallucinating?" When Mo Hansheng said this, his eyes gradually became a little dull.

Shi Shan exclaimed, "Didn't you notice that the fog has thickened again?" ”

"What nonsense are you talking about? The scene in front of you is so clear, how can there be any fog? Mo Hansheng's eyes had lost their brilliance, but he stared straight at the white void in front of him.

Shi Shan was finally sure that it was Mo Hansheng himself who had the problem, if it weren't for that, how could he not be aware of this situation with his alertness.

It hurriedly shouted angrily, "Stop! ”

Mo Hansheng didn't realize it, and walked forward step by step blankly, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit.

A thick fog rose ahead, rolling like a sea of clouds.

The clouds were shrouded in mist, and a figure faintly appeared, unable to see clearly, standing motionless behind the fog.

Mo Hansheng's eyes showed obsession, and he raised his feet and walked towards the man.

Shi Shan called a few times, but Mo Hansheng didn't react at all, his feet didn't stop, and he walked in front of the man in a blink of an eye.

The corners of the figure's mouth curled up in the mist, and its lowered right hand held a short knife with a slightly narrow blade.

When Mo Hansheng walked two feet in front of him, the figure finally moved, raised the short knife in his hand and slashed at his neck.

The knife was silent, without even a hint of wind, as if it was worried that it would alarm the people who had fallen into the illusion.

But Mo Hansheng still woke up, and quickly avoided the knife on the side of his body.

His originally dazed eyes instantly regained their brightness, and his right shoulder quickly approached the figure.

At the same time, his right hand had already touched behind him, and he pulled out the short sword from his waist that he hadn't used for a long time and slashed at the opponent's arm holding the knife from the bottom up.

The figure was startled by the change, and immediately raised his feet and retreated, but it was still a little late.

His right hand holding the knife snapped at the wrist and flew up.

Mo Hansheng jumped into the air, grabbed the wrist, and stabbed the figure head with a sword in his hand.

The man screamed, ignoring the pain, and hurriedly cast a spell to form a wall of earth above his head to block the sword for a moment.

He took advantage of this momentary gap to flicker a few times before retreating into the thick fog.

Mo Hansheng fell from the sky, took out the short knife and threw away the severed hand, and squatted slightly, alert to the movement in the thick fog.

It's not that he doesn't want to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but he is surrounded by a large thick fog, and he doesn't know if there is a trap hidden, so he doesn't dare to act rashly.

"Surnamed Wu, didn't you say that your plan is foolproof?" In the distance, the mist's deep voice of the previous man's anger sounded, and the timbre should have been that of a man in the prime of life.

As soon as the words fell, in the other direction of the dense fog, another shrill and ugly voice appeared: "Shhh, is it trying to lure that person over so loudly?" ”

The man in the prime of life said angrily: "Shhh You'd better give Lao Tzu a satisfactory explanation, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you first! ”

The shrill voice explained, "There will be no problem with my enchanted incense, the kid has clearly been hallucinating earlier. ”

The middle-aged man was furious and scolded: "Let your mother's fart! This kid is clearly making a show, and your broken incense is useless. ”

A shrill voice said, "Didn't you hear the mysterious voice that had been talking to this kid before?" It must have been in the way of obstruction that ruined our good deeds. ”

The middle-aged man was still angry, and said hatefully: "Didn't you say that your broken incense and any of the Qi Refining Realm divine thoughts could not resist, did you want to tell me that the owner of that mysterious voice was a Foundation Realm cultivator?" ”

The shrill voice was a little uncertain: "It shouldn't be possible, if it was really the foundation building realm monk who was present, he would have killed you and me a long time ago, where do you still need to hide your head and show your tail?" ”

"So what's going on?"

"Maybe that person's mind happens to be a little strong, and this situation is unique, and I can't be blamed for it."

"Lao Tzu even lost his hand, you want to prevaricate me with this kind of nonsense......"

"I don't want to ...... this kind of thing"

The shrill voice was about to curse a few words, but he heard a cold voice ringing in his ears: "If you two don't talk enough, I'll send you to Huangquan Road to continue talking." ”