The onlookers laughed and fell, and a person stepped out of the inner hall.

The man was not confused when he was young, his eyes were full of majesty, and he said in a loud voice: "Why is it so noisy?"

When the disciples saw Chu Shan, who was on duty in the Wanji Building, speak, they immediately lowered their heads and lowered their hands, and they didn't dare to come out.

Chu Shan Lonely Tiger looked around, then turned around and turned back to the inner hall, leaving the full hall of disciples looking at each other.

In the middle of the night, the nightingale said, "Get out!" and several people slipped out of the building in a hurry as if they had been amnestied.

After a long time, several people sneakily reunited at the foot of a towering ancient tree.

Lu Nan peeked at the exit of Wanjilou and said, "I haven't come out yet." ”

Chen Cang'er complained: "The fat thief is talking nonsense, this is good, and he doesn't even dare to take the task." ”

The little fat man had a stomach full of bitterness that was difficult to describe, and he was burying his head and sulking.

Yan Ci quipped: "Senior brother don't be upset, I finally had a close contact with Senior Sister Ye, and I will add some firewood in the future, maybe this fire can really burn." ”

Lu Nan said seriously: "Senior Brother Yan's words are reasonable, beating is kissing and scolding is love, Qingqing and I will kick my feet." Looking at the kick of Senior Sister Night, it was simply affectionate. ”

The three of them said evilly, Luo Mu was simple-minded, and he couldn't help but salivate and laugh.

After waiting for a long time, I saw the nightingale from the front of the Wanji Building and the willows parting from the flowers.

Chen Cang'er said: "Senior brother is here today, is it still to take over the task of killing beasts in the Dry Mist Forest?"

Yan Ci said: "Yes, I don't know what the senior brother plans?"

Chen Cang'er said: "Senior brother has extraordinary skills, he walked to the dry mist forest for a few times, but nothing happened, for the brother to be alone, he never dared to go deep into the forest, and now he will do it according to the task situation."

Cheeky and entering the building again, Yan Ci took over the task and said: "Forgive me, senior brothers, Yan must make some preparations before entering the mountain, and say goodbye first." ”

Several people smiled and said, "It's okay, junior brother, please take care of yourself." Yan Ci said goodbye and went back to his residence.

At dawn the next day, Yan Ci checked the storage ring. A pair of swords, a set of Tsing Yi, half a bottle of Bigu Dan, half a bottle of healing medicine, and a number of clear springs.

With all the belongings, he tightened his belt and went out of the building to the Dry Fog Forest.

The scenery of the front mountain is still the same, the crane ranks the red stamen, and the deer steps on the grass. There is a group of strange beasts with green horns and deer and horses, this beast is called Green Cloud, and has a trace of blood of a feathered beast.

Flip feather, also known as green ear, is one of the eight horses of Kunwu in mythology, take it can travel thousands of miles a day, there is a rumor that "King Mu of Zhou gets it, the king of the west parades, see the Queen Mother of the West, happy and forget to return".

The green cloud beast is petite, the form is cute, and the four hooves are windy when running, and many people in the same dust garden like to domesticate it for riding.

Yan Cishi unfolded the swift feather chasing the wind and stepped on the leaves, about half an hour, and gradually felt physically exhausted. I thought that after the foundation was built, I would cooperate with Edgeworth to fly, and I think the speed and durability would be greatly improved.

In addition, there is a great benefit after the foundation is built, which is to nourish the divine consciousness.

Divine consciousness is divine thought, and people are born with five senses, form, body, smell, taste, and touch, and can perceive and comprehend the external environment.

Those who succeed in building the foundation increase their mind, consciousness, and hidden knowledge, collectively referred to as divine consciousness, which can take into account the internal and external realms and strengthen their ability to sense.

With the ascension of the cultivation realm, releasing divine thoughts can expand the scope of insight.

If it is a cultivator of the Void Netherworld Period, it is estimated that within a radius of tens of miles, it will be difficult to escape the ears and eyes of all things. However, the perception of the divine mind is sensitive but there is no lack of fatal flaws, and the release of the divine mind in a non-static situation is extremely depleting of mana, and it is not suitable to use it when facing the enemy.

What's more, cultivators all pay attention to privacy, and the act of releasing divine thoughts to probe others at will is quite provocative, so divine thoughts are mostly used to explore the environment and spy on enemies.

Stepping into the Dry Fog Forest for half a day is like being in another world.

The light clouds are chaotic, the sun and the moon are dim, Xiao Xiao ancient trees cover the sky and the sun, and it is difficult to walk an inch on the long road and barren vines. The dappled sunlight shone into the deep forest, and the mist surged slowly.

The rustle of fallen leaves and the mournful chirping of mountain fowl make the forest even quieter.

Yan Ci took out his sword and walked cautiously in the forest, the thunder rolled by, and the sky began to rain.

The forest terrain is undulating, the green moss is thick, Yan Ci walked through the thorns for two days, and encountered several groups of people who entered the mountain to hunt the fog beasts, but unfortunately they were not familiar with their heads, so they fled by themselves with a casual hello.

Through the mountains and forests, to a place, towering trees are bent and vigorous, the forest is piled up with dead leaves several feet thick, and the smell of decay is extremely pungent.

There are fallen leaves and a silky green that has not faded, and a few mud stains are stained on it, and light footprints are faintly visible. Yan Ci squatted down, vigilantly observing the surroundings, suddenly took a light breath, and hid in the dense branches and leaves like light smoke.

In the forest, the fog rises at dawn and gets thicker and thicker, and the fog beasts will lurk in the forest in groups of more than ten to absorb the mist. When night falls, the fog will not grow, and the vision will be extraordinarily bright, and then the fog-clad beasts will meet in twos and threes to go out to hunt. Yan Ci held his breath, lurking in the leaves and waiting for the lonely demon beast.

In the middle of the night, a clicking sound came, and a strange beast with a head shaped like a wolf and green scales appeared in the field of vision, this beast had two horns and four claws, its body was like steel and iron, its tail was more than five feet long, and the mist was steaming between its breaths, which was the fog beast.

In the dark environment, the fog beast is at ease, looking at the dry fog forest as a backyard, with a kind of elegant stroll

The Mist Beast had just passed through the thorns slowly, and suddenly a leaf fell on its forehead, and it shook its head uncomfortably, trying to shake off the leaves.

The mutation protruded, and the two green and dignified moon blades between the dense leaves rushed head-on, like a glimpse of floating light, coming in an instant.

The fog-clad beast shrank and dodged, and a moon blade slashed at its eyebrow bone, and the other hit the green scales on the mist beast's neck, and the "bell" popped out several feet away.

The steel tail of the fog-clad beast rolled upside down, its body was fast, and suddenly it heard a sound from the top, and a sword-like sword light slashed down the center of its eyebrows.

The blood rain was sprinkled, and the mist beast fell straight into the dead leaves.

Yan Ci crouched on the ground with a small whistle, skillfully stripping the demon beast material.

The two white spirit bones between the chest and abdomen of the demon beast are treasures for long-term cultivation after absorbing the mist, and the claws of the longhorned beast can be used for refining.

After cleaning up, Yan Ci used the soil falling technique to sink the corpse into the soil, spread some leaves, and Shi Shiran drilled into the deep forest.

According to the "Records of Mountains and Seas", the Dry Mist Forest has existed since ancient times, and the Mist Beast is an inexplicable demon beast born by swallowing mist.

For many years, the beast had been a source of trouble, and the inhabitants of the mountains east of the mountains and as far as Parrot City had heard of it. Few people in the world dare to come to the forest, and even if they do, they never go out again.

Tongchen Yuan once mobilized people to kill the Mist Beast, but this beast has a strong reproductive ability and has always been invincible.

Fortunately, the Mist Beast can only survive by relying on the mist, and there are few rumors of the forest disturbing civilians.

Although Tongchen Yuan had the heart to save the world and help the people, he saw that the harm of the Mist Beast was limited, so he gradually ignored it.

Leaving this place of survival for the Fog Beast is also a barrier to the hidden world of the Dust Garden.

Over time, Tongchen Yuan acquiesced to the existence of the Fog Beast, and used this place as a place for people to practice, slightly controlling the number of Fog Beasts, and obtaining some refining materials, so why not?