Once a person begins to cultivate, comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth, and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, then all the functions of the body and the senses of nature will be greatly improved, even for cultivators who have just stepped into the first round.

Or some people feel that their ears are clear, or some people feel that their bodies are as light as swallows, or they feel full of strength and strength that can shatter a hill.

That kind of powerful sense, which was far beyond ordinary people, was something that no cultivator could forget.

And now, Mo Xuan only felt that he had fallen into the mud, as if everything around him had restricted him, and the struggle was powerless, so that Mo Xuan knew very well that the chakras in his body had disappeared, and he had fallen back into a mortal, and this feeling of powerlessness could only be felt by those who had experienced the realm of cultivators.

"Feitian, have you completely destroyed my chakra?" Mo Xuan asked.

Feitian said: "In a few moments, I will wipe out all the witch power in your body...... The spiritual power of the peach is temporarily stored in me, and it can be returned to you when the new cultivation system in your body is established. ”

"What about the strength of my previous cultivation, is there a way to stay?" Mo Xuan felt slightly reluctant.

Feitian scoffed, "Your little Wu Yuan power is not even qualified to rebuild the Saint Yuan system, what else do you have to do......

After Mo Xuan listened, he had no choice but to give up.

"Stop, is there a big mulberry tree in front of you?" Mo Liqing asked as he stared down.

Su Qingsang nodded, and pressed his body directly, "There is a big mulberry tree." ”

"Is there a pond next to the mulberry tree?" Mo Liqing asked, Su Qingsang had already descended, and even Mo Xuan could see clearly, a huge mulberry tree was growing on the edge of the boulder halfway up the mountainside, and there was a small clearing next to it, and the clearing was full of fog, but there was no pond.

Su Qingsang fell to the ground, and the breeze brought from the air was mixed with Su Qingsang's fairy breath. Instantly blows away the mist and reveals the ground in the clearing.

"Strange ......" Mo Liqing stared at the mulberry tree and stepped forward to take a closer look, while Su Qingsang looked at the open space under his feet and said, "Don't look for it, there should have been a pond here, but it should have dried up now." ”

Mo Xuan looked down, the ground was full of weeds, and among the weeds, there were faint stones under the land that had been washed by water. "Since there used to be a pond, and the Demon General knows this place, it should be here, right?"

Mo Liqing nodded. "That's right, the entrance should be here. ”

As he spoke, Mo Liqing touched the boulder behind the mulberry tree, frowning as he touched it, "No, I remember that there is a gap here, only one person is allowed to pass through, and I was walking in front of it at that time......"

Mo Xuan glanced at the boulder, and the surface of the situation was smooth. There is no crack entrance, if Mo Liqing remembers correctly, then this place must need some chance to enter.

"Demon General, before you go in. Did you do anything?" Mo Xuan asked.

Mo Liqing frowned slightly, "The four of my brothers came to Kongsang Mountain to hunt demons, and they didn't do anything special wherever they went...... But I do remember that there should be a mountain god stele nearby. Could it have something to do with the stele?"

Su Qingsang nodded, his thoughts swept around him, and his brows furrowed for a moment. He quickly picked it up, turned around and walked towards the side of the boulder.

Mo Xuan and Mo Liqing hurriedly followed, only to see Su Qingsang raise his finger to sweep away the dust and weeds on the side of the boulder, and a stone tablet carved on the boulder was revealed, this stele was two people high, if it wasn't for Su Qingsang to clean up the debris, Mo Xuan really didn't see that this was a stone stele.

"Poor...... Mulberry...... Mountain God ...... The position of the poor cicada. Mo Liqing raised his head and read out the big characters on the stone tablet, frowned and muttered: "What is the poor Sang, who is the poor cicada?"

Su Qingsang had a solemn look in his eyes, and scolded Mo Liqing and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Mo Liqing was reprimanded, and suddenly didn't dare to read it anymore, only stared at the stone tablet, and then looked at Su Qingsang, shaking his head in confusion.

"If the mountain god is famous, it means that the mountain god has ascended to the immortal throne...... Or if an immortal surrenders his identity to be this mountain god, his cultivation will definitely not be low......"

Listening to Su Qingsang's explanation, Mo Xuan looked at the name of the poor cicada, as if he remembered something, and touched his chin in surprise slightly, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"What?" Su Qingsang noticed Mo Xuan's strange appearance and turned his head to ask.

"This poor cicada mountain god is no one else...... Mo Xuan glanced at Su Qingsang and Mo Liqing, "You don't recognize it?"

Mo Liqing didn't understand this, and looked at Mo Xuan speechlessly, Su Qingsang said, "Who is the poor cicada?"

"Poor cicada is the son of Zhuan...... Mo Xuan said: "This mountain god is the son of the Black Emperor. ”

Mo Liqing was still confused, not knowing what was so special about the news of Lu Dao, and Su Qingsang's eyes changed slightly, obviously not recognizing the poor cicada.

"The son of the Black Emperor is immortal-level?!" Su Qingsang thought quickly, and said secretly to Mo Xuan: "If the poor cicada is an immortal-level, then how could the candle dragon not avenge his father after killing the Black Emperor?"

Mo Xuan shook his head slightly, "There must be something hidden in this matter. ”

Su Qingsang frowned, "In this case, after figuring it out, I will decide whether to agree to the conditions of the special language." We are weak and must not be involved in the struggle at the level of immortals. ”

Mo Xuan glanced at the boulder, and Mo Liqing was carefully looking for the entrance.

There was one thing he didn't mention, and that was the birthplace of the Black Emperor, which was in Kongsang. And the poor cicada is not only the son of the Black Emperor, but also the god of the empty mulberry mountain.

Therefore, the immortal mansion that Mo Liqing stepped into by chance, if his estimation was correct, it should be the mansion of this poor cicada mountain god!

......

Northwest, the capital of the ghost king.

This is the center of the entire Ghost Fang Country, and it is also the most fascinating oasis in the vast desert of the Ghost Fang.

Within a radius of more than 100 miles, there are thousands of yellow sandstone that stand up abruptly, the huge yellow sandstone is like a huge nail, falling from the sky, straight into this vast desert, it seems that the dry earth is smashed open by these yellow sand boulders, and the clear water under the ground gushes out along the bottom of the rock, moistening this stone forest of more than 100 miles into an oasis that can survive.

The people of the royal capital worked and lived on this oasis, and at the foot of each yellow sandstone, a thriving tribe gathered, with thousands of sheep and camels, to maintain the prosperity of the entire royal capital.

Fengqi Cliff is where the Ghost Fang Royal Court is located, and it is also the highest and largest yellow sand boulder in the royal capital! It is a hundred times larger than the other yellow sand rocks around, covering the sky and the sun like a majestic mountain!

Fengqi Cliff is 100 zhang high, dozens of miles wide, and the thick rock body is carved into a winged man surrounded by wings by the ghost kings of the past dynasties, standing on the earth.

The royal court of the ghost side is among the wings that surround it.

Rao is San Yisheng has already been here once, but when he returned to the royal capital, he looked up at the towering Fengqi Cliff, and there was still a sense of suffocation.

"National teacher, only you and I are back, leaving Gongzi Fengji on the front line, in case Wen Zhong suddenly attacks, wouldn't it be dangerous?!" San Yisheng watched the national teacher lead the way and lead himself to Fengqi Cliff, and knew that Lu Dao was going to see the ghost king again.

"Childe's wind is a purebred bloodline, different from that wind, if Wen Zhong really dares to make a move, it will only be a matter of time for Childe to turn into wings and fly back. The voice of the national teacher came from the hood, "What's more, there is a six-wheeled and three-fifth-round master by the side of the childe, so you don't have to worry about it." ”

"Yes Yes ......"

San Yisheng responded respectfully, and came to the foot of the Fengqi Cliff with the national teacher, the two Yu warriors held spears in their hands, and pulled a wooden couch with both arms, San Yisheng and the national teacher sat firmly in the wooden couch, the Yu warriors agitated strong wings, the wind howled, and flew towards the top of the Fengqi Cliff with the two of them.

The wind was fierce all the way, and after a short period of distraction, San Yisheng had already set foot on the most noble realm of the royal court.

The winged warrior led San Yisheng to the front of the main hall where the Ghost Fang King was, and stood still in front of the steps under the main hall, and San Yisheng saluted respectfully, "King, I don't know what is the important matter of summoning the officials back in a hurry?"

After that, San Yisheng raised his head slightly, and glanced at the throne made of huge black feathers on the hundreds of steps, and there was no one on it, only on both sides of the black feather throne, the winged warriors stood with spears, and their faces were majestic!

At this moment, an ethereal voice sounded in front of this hall: "San Yisheng, it is Jiang Ziya's intention to call you back this time......

San Yisheng recognized this voice, just like when he first arrived at the ghost side, he only heard its voice and did not see its person.

"It is really an honor for the king to turn on his behalf. I don't know what the prince commanded?" San Yisheng frowned slightly, at this critical juncture, if he can add more fire, Ghost Fang and Wen Zhong may be able to fight. But if he leaves now, wouldn't the ghost party let Wen Zhong pass, wouldn't it cause huge pressure on Xiqi?

"Jiang Ziya flew a message and ordered you to leave immediately and go to Shilou City on the border of the Zhou Kingdom, and he didn't say much else. ”

After hearing this, San Yisheng's heart sank, it seemed that Jiang Taigong was very anxious, and he even used the bird message, and he didn't know what was going on.

"My lord, I don't know how the king will arrange the war against Wen Zhong?" San Yisheng said: "Wen Zhong and his entourage slaughtered to death the 10,000 people brought by the national teacher, this is simply a great disrespect to the king! Even the lower officials were chilled when they saw it...... I San Yisheng hopes that before leaving, the king can inform the lower official of the true attitude of the ghost side, and the other official can truthfully report to Jiang Xiang to know. ”

"Wen Zhong's business, you don't have to worry about it. The voice said lightly: "National Teacher, the fate of the wind is back, you lead 300,000 elite soldiers to block Wen Zhong!"

When San Yisheng heard this, his eyes lit up, and he probably guessed that Jiang Ziya seemed to have something to say to the King of Ghost Fang, so that he was willing to make up his mind to Yu Wen Zhong to fight head-on.

In this way, there is no need for him to stay in the ghost side anymore, and it is the right thing to go to Shilou City to see what arrangements Jiang Ziya has.

Before he could retire, the ethereal voice said, "National Teacher, send off!" (to be continued......)