After half an hour had passed, all the disciples who had participated in the general election meeting had returned to the Hechen Hall one after another from outside, and Lou Yi had also left from the square outside the hall. Lu Xueyuan returned to the main hall at this moment, sat on the chair next to him, and with a wave of his arm, the picture reappeared in the Xuantian Mirror.

Just when all the disciples were watching the movement inside, Lu Xueyuan glanced behind him casually, but saw that there was suddenly one less person on the four seats.

I saw that from left to right, Master Haimingzi, Master Chiye, and Master Feng Zaiye.

"What about the Jade Resignation Master of the Jade Yin Sect?" Lu Xueyuan looked at the empty position and tightened his eyebrows. Suddenly, she put her hands behind her back, and took advantage of the fact that no one noticed it, condensed a stream of mana from her fingertips, and flashed towards the outside of the Hechen Palace.

That spiritual power suddenly turned into a cyan light and flew towards the courtyard where Lou Yi was. After a while, he flew into the courtyard where Lou Yi lived, and landed right in front of the disgusted person.

He stretched out his fingers, caught the fragments of spiritual power that flew over, and gently closed his eyes to feel Lu Xueyuan's instructions to him. Suddenly it turned into a small green parrot and flew into the sky.

And on the Hechen Palace, the scene in the Xuantian Mirror has something abnormal.

The disciples who were originally in the cabin, in the blink of an eye, suddenly appeared in a post station. The inn was located deep in the mountains, as if it had just rained, and the air was filled with the scent of grass and earth. And on the ground in front of him, there were traces of the wheels running over the wheels.

"Zhenying, don't run around, watch out for anything unclear around here." Mu Ren reminded.

And Zhenying had just run out of the post station at the moment, standing in front of a small wooden door, looking at the ground that had been crushed by the carriage. He bent down and reached out to touch the soil, sniffed it, and said, "I didn't expect to see horses here, we used to stay in Qingya Mountain all year round, and we could only rely on our feet to go down the mountain. Jinyoung sighed and looked back at Mu Ren again, smiled at him, and retreated.

Most of the people inside the inn were repairing, and there was plenty of water and food inside. There were grapes, bananas, apples, tomatoes, dry food, bread and the like, enough for all of them to eat. At this moment, after a full meal, everyone was a little overwhelmed, and some simply lay on the ground and fell asleep against the wall.

The strong man disciple of the Firmament Sect let out a loud snoring sound as soon as he was next to the wall, and the disturbed crowd was annoyed and laughed, but no one woke him up.

Mu Ren took some dry food and fruits in his hand, walked outside, watched Zhenying squatting on the ground and drawing patterns with branches, and said, "Eat something, wait a minute, I don't know what tests will be there, replenish my physical strength and have the energy to fight." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand in front of Jinying.

Zhenying looked at the food and fruits handed over, picked one up and put it to his mouth, and just wanted to take a bite, but suddenly stopped, got up and said to Mu Ren: "It's better for you to keep it, I saw you in the cabin just now, you exported a lot of spiritual power to that disciple of the Chaohui Sect, if it weren't for you, he wouldn't have been able to release the fire." Since you have consumed so much spiritual power, you must eat more to make up for it. So, you might as well keep it." Jinyoung then replayed the food into Muren's hands.

"I ......" Mu Ren originally wanted to say something, but before he could finish speaking, he saw a pair of hands stretched out behind him, holding a milky white hair cake in his hand, "Give." That's humane.

Mu Ren looked up in surprise, but saw a flame-red dress appear in front of him, this person was the disciple of the Chaohui Sect who he had exported spiritual power to him-Ming Candle. He was now holding the white hair cake in his hand, and while handing it to Mu Ren, he twisted his face to the side, not looking at Mu Ren, it seemed to be very awkward.

"Why do you want to feed me?" Mu Ren looked at the bright light in front of him and asked quietly.

"It's not because ......" Ming Lantern wanted to say something, but he suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, turned his head to look behind him, and then looked at him in an impatient tone of the machine and said, "Give it to you, you can take it, what does it look like!" Are you and the disciples of the Dust Sect like you? It's really the ink that has arrived at home!" Then take the cake to the wood

With Isai in his arms, he turned around and approached the post station without looking back.

Zhenying sneered on the side and said, "He wants to thank him for his help at that time, but he looks like this, I don't know how much I think you owe him!" Hahaha, that's hilarious!" Jinyoung said as she clapped her hands upside down and said with a smile.

"Don't be playing," Mu Ren warned, "It's still one night away from the three days and two nights in the Xuantian Mirror, presumably this encounter will only be harsher than the previous two, so you'd better eat something to avoid ......" Before he finished speaking, he looked back, only to find that Zhenying, who had been in the same place, suddenly disappeared, and it was in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone, leaving only the crooked words he drew on the ground.

"Jinying! Jinying!!" Muren shouted loudly, but nothing left in the humid air except his own echo.

Mu Ren panicked at the moment, and then ran outside the post station, wanting to see if it was Zhenying's prank, maybe he was hiding behind some bush at the moment, just to scare him. But Mu Ren turned over all the nearby Cai Mucong, and the film and television did not find Zhenying's figure.

"Zhenying, Zhenying, where are you, don't play hide and seek with me, you come out quickly!" Mu Ren's voice became smaller and smaller, and he seemed to be crying, but the good brother who was still laughing and talking to him just now couldn't find a figure after looking for Mu Onion.

Mu Ren had no choice but to return to the post station, pushed open the wooden door of the post station, and said to everyone in despair, "Wake up, everyone, Zhenying is gone!"

"Who? Who's missing?" A disciple rubbed his sleepy eyes, just raised his head from his seat, stretched his waist and asked.

"Zhenying, a disciple of the Hechen Sect." Mu Ren repeated. But from everyone's expressions, it seems that no one thinks this is an important matter.

"Hey, maybe it's fun to look outside, and I sneaked out! Aha! Wait for me to sleep a little longer, and then I'll go out and help you find it... Find—" The man yawned and fell asleep.

Mu Ren looked at the disciples in the room, drowsy and snoring, no one could help him go up the mountain to find Zhenying together, he suddenly sighed in his heart, and slammed his fist on the table beside him.

It stands to reason that this post station should be a place for everyone to recuperate and replenish their energy, but why is it that now after everyone eats food, they are not full of energy, but more tired. If it weren't for Zhenying's disappearance, Mu Ren would also want to sit down and climb on the table to sleep beautifully, he now feels as if he has been tired and sleepy after a few understandings in a row, and he doesn't want to open his eyes for a moment. Mu Ren rubbed his sleepy eyes and reminded himself: Be calm! Stabilization! Zhenying hasn't been found yet, can't be sleepy, can't!

"I'll help you find it!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him, the voice was very familiar, but Mu Ren couldn't remember who it was. When he turned around, he found that the person who promised to help him find Zhenying turned out to be the Qiankunzi of the Chaohui faction, Ming Candle. Z.br>

Ming Candle was standing in front of the door in red at the moment, holding an iron sword in his hand, his eyes were bright, his voice was loud and rational, and he looked at him calmly at the moment.

"Are you really willing to help me find Jinyoung?" Mu Ren's mind was in chaos at the moment, and he didn't know why he asked such a sentence, but before his question could be answered by the man, he saw that the figure had already walked away.

"Wait!" Mu Ren shouted behind him and hurriedly went up.

After the two men left the post station, they walked all the way west in the direction of the carriage, the roadside was overgrown with wild flowers and weeds, and the red mud was very soft because of the rain, and the two of them seemed to have some difficulty walking.

Mu Ren shook his head, trying to keep himself awake, he took a breath of air, looked at the wild flowers and weeds around him, and said, "Zhenying is the most timid on weekdays, and it is impossible for him to come to this deep mountain road alone. It's just that it happened so suddenly, and I don't even know where to look for it." He walked in the mud with one foot deep and one foot shallow, but he was still far behind by the bright candle.

Ming Zhu didn't make a sound, the iron sword in his hand pointed to the loose ground, and said to him, "This place is empty, be careful of stepping on the wrong step."

"Huh?" Mu Ren had rarely been cared for so considerately, and for a while, his heart was warm, and he followed his instructions and moved his steps. Originally, when I was with Zhenying, I always played the role of a big brother, but now I have also tasted the taste of being cared for, and I feel a little guilty in my heart. He thought: It would be good if he was as capable as Ming Deng, one person could subdue the Guiyu Beast, be bold and calm, and look at it as a reassuring existence.

He also said that he would take care of Jinyoung as his younger brother, but now he can't even find him anywhere. Thinking of this, Mu Ren raised his hands and shouted forward, "Zhenying! Brother Zhenying! Where are you?"

But there were mountains everywhere, and there was only an empty echo: "Zhenying! Brother Zhenying! Where are you?"

"Don't make a sound." As soon as he finished shouting, the bright candle reminded him in front of him.

"Why not?" Mu Ren walked deep and shallow behind him, and even the road was crooked.

"This place is in the middle of nowhere, and the carriage disappeared halfway through, presumably to the bottom of the place, you shout so loudly, it is easy to expose the traces." Ming Candle explained.

"Oh." Mu Ren answered and obediently closed his mouth.

Only then did Ming Zhu turn around, look at his somewhat flushed face, and say, "You ate the food of that station?"

Mu Ren didn't know why he was asking, and his mind was really not clear enough now, so he said, "Yes, do I have some more you want to eat?" As he spoke, he took out the food from his arms.

"Don't eat it, there's psychedelics in it." Ming Zhu said and glanced at the food indifferently, and said to Mu Ren.

"Psychedelic?" He shook his head several times as if he had heard this, and then he was sure that he had heard correctly, and that Ming Zhu was talking about the word "hallucinogen".

Mu Ren suddenly reacted at this moment, why so many disciples in the post station were asleep, everyone was in a state of mind after eating the food, originally thought that it would only be so tired after seasickness or fatigue, but now that I think about it, there is really a problem with the food.

After Mu Ren realized it, he couldn't bear to bite out a drop of blood from the tip of his tongue, and the smell of blood immediately filled his mouth, but at this moment, Mu Ren felt that his mind was gradually clear, and Fang Cai's drowsiness and drowsiness were also swept away.

"Sure enough, it's the effect of this psychedelic agent!" He said secretly in his heart.