Dense fog, boundless dense fog, showing light purple, churning between the grass and trees, the naked eye is far less effective than the perception of divine thoughts here, when I first stepped into this realm, in fact, the fog was far from being as thick as it is now, just a thin layer.

After a day and a night's journey, with Cao An's footsteps, he did not deliberately speed up, while exerting the same light and dust, while understanding the truth, immersed in the artistic conception of being with its light and dust, so that he had no time to be distracted from the outside, and he did not care about the mountain fog, and when he came back to his senses, he had already gone deep into the forest.

Mulberry, acacia and willow everywhere, where Cao An has passed before, are full of willow trees that are more than 1,000 years old, twisted upward, silk like a curtain, overlapping and overlapping.

"Liangyin Mountain, mainly Yin matter and Yin wood, is collectively called Liangyin." In the Kanyu map, there is only a brief introduction.

"The churning lilac mist in the air can limit the exploration of divine thoughts, although it is not as suppressed as the disobedience dojo, but it also greatly shortens the range of what I can explore, and in such an environment, the consumption of divine thoughts itself is extremely great, interesting, Liangyin Mountain!!"

Cao An smacked his lips, the current situation made him think of the trip to the Black Cliff Stone Carving for no reason, the edge of the word, the more he touched, the more he couldn't stop, just take the name of the jade tablet as an example, first of all, it was a warning from a thousand mountains, and it was not necessarily a warning, maybe people just casually said such a fact.

But these things come together, it is a complete fate, and then it is the answer given by the disciple of the Flame Building, I am afraid that I feel that this is not enough, and there is another psychic powerhouse of the Thousand Illusion Demon Sect.

And now, for no reason, he will lose his mind and enter the Liangyin Mountain, and he doesn't know what is waiting for him here. There is an old locust in front of him, a very old one, Cao An slightly perceived, it should be no less than 100,000 years old, generally speaking, in a world where the vitality of heaven and earth is so abundant, such a long age is a weed, and it should become a refined demon.

But these trees in Liangyin Mountain have not turned into demons, not even ignorant and spiritual, they have survived for so long, it seems that they have not grown at all except for dead years and branches, which is quite unreasonable.

The fog is rolling, it is difficult to see the light, and it can only be vaguely discerned that it is almost night, Cao An simply came to the old locust tree, waved his palm, and cleaned up a barely clean place on the old locust tree.

Although Cao An has the mentality that my heart is in peace, that is, my hometown, but if he has a choice, he naturally wants his place to be a little cleaner and fresher, the two Yin Mountains are foggy, cold all year round, and the fog also means that there is enough moisture, so the entire land boundary is extremely humid, and the ground is full of black rotten leaves more than three feet thick.

They rot here, absorbing moisture in the air, breeding too many insects, if ordinary people walk in it, they can't get out at all, it is equivalent to wading through a swamp of rotten leaves more than three feet deep.

Besides, how can you make sure that there are no other dangers in the rotting leaf swamp? Not to mention the danger of not being at the upper level, ordinary poisonous snakes and poisonous insects are not something that ordinary people can bear, Cao An came all the way, and he stepped on the swamp with light exercises and light and dust, and there was still a distance of nearly three inches from the rotting leaf swamp.

He didn't dare to step directly on the rotten leaves, he was in the locust wood, looking up and down at the whole old locust wood, which is the best material for making low-level puppets, to this day, he has not used this grade of locust wood, and he can't help but itch for a while, and again, he really needs to make a puppet.

And the one in front of you is just the means you want to try.

At that moment, his hands arched, "Poor Dao Cao An, I will borrow you a side branch today." ”

As soon as the words fell, the wind suddenly rose between the foggy old locust, but the wind was not big, but one of the side branches broke directly in the wind and fell towards Cao An, he suddenly became cautious.

I never thought that as soon as my voice fell, this old huai really responded.

This nature is completely different, and it is also the side branch that I like the most, it has no response, which shows that this old acacia is really the same as what he has discovered, but he has grown his age, but he has no consciousness and intelligence, but it responds, and this cause and effect can be planted.

As soon as Cao An stretched out his hand, the Nian sword was unsheathed, and a brilliant sword light was drawn in the air, and when the old locust side branch was close to the front, it had been removed from the useless part, pruned cleanly, shook his hand, and put it along the old locust branch, and returned the salute, only to write it down in his heart, holding the Nian sword, and began to make puppets.

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But said on the other side, this black cliff stone carving, the sky flying boat is still parked around, has not moved, these days, the martial artists who stepped into the disobedient dojo have walked out of it one after another, among the major sects, as long as they are not dead inside, they have basically been sent out of the disobedience dojo, and the Aroshasa of the White Tiger Holy Land is the last batch to come out of it.

As soon as he came out of the dojo, he sensed the ingestion power of his own flying boat, and he didn't resist, he followed the traction force back to the flying boat, and when he landed, he found that the people from the other three holy places were already waiting aside.

"Sister Rakshasa came out, but I don't know if she has temporarily gained a great opportunity in the dojo for such a long time?" Wen Ren Muyue's good-looking eyes fell on Aroshasa almost immediately, and almost immediately, he had already probed his breath, but he didn't find any big changes in Aroshasa.

"You don't have to think about it, don't you already know what is in the Creation Monument? It's hard to be a junior sister, I can still open up a new creation, but the junior sister didn't follow the Wenren senior sister to leave a word on the creation tablet, because I didn't think about what kind of perception I should leave my name on it for a while, so it was delayed for some time. ”

Xue Yancao didn't react much, his temperament has always been like this, the reason why he gathered here was just that he was also a little worried about the safety of this White Tiger Holy Land Aroshasa , although he entered the Creation Monument Dojo, there should be no crisis, but it is not ruled out that he will encounter an experience similar to Cao An again.

When Wenren Muyue came out, he had already told him about it, and he felt sorry for Cao An when he thought about it.

Creation and him is a matter of the door, but in the end it is still missed, only the martial artist who really got that opportunity, will understand why it is called creation, and the words are still a little pale compared to the real help it brings......