Spiritual consciousness is as important to monks as the eyes are to ordinary people, and even more than that, but who would have thought that tens of thousands of years of heaven and earth aura would permeate and cause such a chaotic phase.

The True Dragon Monk is really a good means.

At this moment, whether it is a terrifying cultivation in the Dao Origin Realm and a strong cultivator, or a casual cultivation with a low cultivation, in this heavy spiritual mist that the spiritual consciousness cannot extend, it is almost equivalent to an existence like a blind person with his eyes open.

No matter how high your cultivation is, in this haste, in this spiritual mist, you are also in a state of equality.

Lin Feng's cold spiritual sense spread, but he never found anything, and at this moment, Lin Fenghan felt a sense, raised his hand and carried the true yuan and slapped it to the right.

A big golden hand suddenly grabbed Lin Fenghan's wrist, and he heard a certain fat man, suddenly rushing out, shouting: "Lin Daoyou, your own people, don't do it!!"

Lin Fenghan looked at it intently, and with a slight frown of his eyebrows, he saw that since Tian Fatzi appeared within the reach of his eyes, and the one holding his right hand was none other than Huyan Jinxiong, who had the highest cultivation among several people.

While thinking about it, Lin Fenghan dispersed the true yuan, and Huyan Jinxiong also quietly put away his big hand like a golden cast, as if he was thinking about something, he lowered his head and glanced at his palm silently, and everywhere he looked, he found that his palm seemed to have just held a soldering iron, and it was red.

With a meaningful gaze, Huyan Jinxiong glanced at Lin Fenghan and was silent.

Tian Fatzi had already stepped forward quickly, and said with concern: "Lin Daoyou, are you okay?"

Lin Fenghan nodded and asked, "How did you get together, can your spiritual sense still be used?"

"I can't!"

Tian Fatzi said with a little fear on his face: "This spiritual mist is extremely weird, and the heavens and the earth are chaotic when it appears. Not to mention that spiritual sense can't be used, I think most of the people here have become blind. Luckily, I once got a few drops of spiritual eye liquid by chance. Rubbing it on his eyes, although his spiritual sense was still unusable, he was not blind in this thick fog. ”

Lin Fenghan was slightly surprised, this spiritual eye liquid is not a rare thing in the cultivation realm, basically it can be made by collecting the dew gathered by the spirit wood for more than a hundred years and mixing it with several medicines, not to mention the very rare alchemist, even if it is an ordinary monk, it can be made of medicine.

It's just that what Lin Fenghan didn't expect was that in this chaotic spiritual mist, he could successfully crack it with such a simple method. Although the spiritual sense cannot be used for the time being, it is much stronger than anything else to be able to see through the thick fog.

Lin Fenghan said with a smile: "Tian Daoyou is a prophet, and he is really powerful. ”

"Ahem, what an unknown prophet. ”

Tian Fatzi interrupted Lin Fenghan's words, and hurriedly stuffed a porcelain bottle with a few drops of liquid left for Lin Fenghan, and said: "I was also in a hurry, and I happened to have this thing, so I didn't think much about it, so I wiped it and tried it, I didn't expect this thing to work at that time." ”

The words are that the blind cat meets the dead mouse, and Tian Fatzi's sincerity made Lin Fenghan relatively speechless for a while.

Lin Fenghan shook his head and smiled bitterly, once again feeling that this True Dragon Monk was really a good method, and he was worthy of being a person who had ascended to the Immortal Realm.

Huyan Jinxiong on the other side said: "Entering this chaotic spiritual mist, most people will be afraid, who would have thought that the way to break this spiritual mist would be so simple. This time, though, we got the upper hand. Everyone, let's hurry up!"

The immortal mansion treasure of the True Dragon Layman, the greed of the monk, can be countless times stronger than the trend of mortals towards power, so Huyan Jinxiong's words fell, and immediately made the small group nod in unison.

Lin Fenghan, who had already rubbed the spiritual eye liquid, immediately saw that in the large area of spiritual mist, the monks were like headless flies scurrying back and forth.

The smarter ones are stuck in place, and the ones who are not good at their brains and are timid have begun to scurry back and forth in fear, and they are simply looking for death.

The Taiqing Sect was no exception, although most of them were gathered together, there were still a small number of people wandering outside in a chaotic manner.

Under the cover of the thick spiritual mist, Lin Fenghan's eyes flickered, and just when he decided to take the opportunity to break away from the small team, Huyan Jinxiong was also a few steps behind, and walked side by side with Lin Fenghan, he said: "Lin Dao's friendly means, although there are only sixth-level cultivation in the base yuan realm, it must not be as simple as it appears on the surface, it is really hidden deep enough. ”

Lin Feng smiled lightly: "Huyan Daoyou is elevated, and he deserves to be deserved. ”

Huyan Jinxiong didn't care, smiled mysteriously, and continued to say: "Lin Daoyou, how about you and me cooperate, with the strength of the two of us, after the treasure is started, it is better for two people to divide it than six people, right?"

Lin Fenghan sneered secretly, this Huyan Jinxiong is looking for his own cooperation, but I'm afraid it won't be so simple, he can say this sentence to himself, and even more so to others.

Whether it is the brother and sister or the old man, the realm is similar to Lin Fenghan. Even the old man is a realm higher than Lin Fenghan. Instead of cooperating with him, Huyan Jinxiong is better to cooperate with the brother and sister, or the old man, the former has a guarantee of quantity, and the latter has the strength to do the guarantee.

On the surface, Lin Fenghan asked cautiously: "Then if we only get one treasure, how can we divide it?"

After a deep groan, Huyan Jinxiong changed his expression to a rather serious expression, and said: "The true dragon layman's means are all over the sky, and the treasures hidden must be precious and numerous, we shouldn't be so moldy, how about five or five points." ”

"So, that's for the best!"

Lin Fenghan replied with a smile: "Then I hope that you and I will cooperate happily." ”

Huyan Jinxiong's face flashed with joy, and he said: "That's very good, Lin Daoyou, please believe me, I will never let you down, haha." After that, Huyan Jinxiong was a little faster, and walked forward with satisfaction.

"Idiot. ”

Lin Feng sneered in the bottom of his heart, it is rumored that under the strong baby of the "True Wonderland", not to mention cooperation, it is the same brother or even a Taoist couple, and it is the most common to turn against each other.

At this time, the abandoned spirit lake was already vivid.

Raising the eyes to look out, the abandoned spirit lake is already a spectacular scenery, hundreds of huge whirlpools on the lake, with the terrifying whirlpool of rolling power, the sound of the water, like the ten thousand bison running wild on the wilderness, the sound of rolling, rushing into the nine nights.

The center of the whirlpool, but like the pupils of the ancient hundred-eyed giant, accompanied by the aura of heaven and earth, constantly gushing out from it, clear and dark, vaguely giving people a kind of deep whirlpool, connected to the nine secluded places, once deep into it, it will end up with a catastrophe.

Such a spectacular view deeply shocked countless monks.

But what about the entrance to the Immortal Mansion?