A similar scroll, Osmanthus also has one on her, which is a map of the geographical situation of the mountains and rivers of Kyushu given by the master when she left the lower courtyard of the Immortal Academy.

The baby draws the terrain and roads of Kwai Ying Castle and several nearby cities, and it can be zoomed in and out at will, which can not only see the overall situation but also gain insight, which can be regarded as a very practical magic weapon for home travel.

However, if you are not afraid of no good goods, you are afraid of comparing goods. When her picture was compared with Ye Zhiqiu's, it was immediately dwarfed.

As a disciple of the head of the Jingshan Immortal Sect, the equipment that Ye Zhenren carried with him was not a legend but also an epic. It is also a map of the geographical situation of mountains and rivers, osmanthus only covers a few cities, the map is a plane freehand style, and Ye Zhiqiu's is a three-dimensional realistic effect, it looks like a miniature sand table, the high and low trend of the terrain is extremely exquisitely presented in front of everyone, and even the flow of the river can be seen. And this map is densely packed, I'm afraid it doesn't include almost the entire Eastern Continent.

Not to mention the little white osmanthus who had just come out of the novice village, even the well-informed Zhu Chengbi was very interested, and he came over and carefully identified what was everywhere on the map.

Whoever looks at the map instinctively wants to locate it, that is, to find their current position in the map, which even monks are not exempt from.

Osmanthus had sharp eyes, and in such a dim light, she could suddenly see a translucent green leaf the size of her little finger, gently covering a corner of the spirit map. After a moment's thought, she guessed that this was probably a mark.

Sure enough, Ye Zhiqiu nodded and said, "Junior Sister Gui is right, we are right here." “

Draw a circle on the South China Sea and you can rise up a city. Throw a leaf on the Kyushu map to cover several peaks. Ye Zhenren's casual finger, converted into the actual proportion, is enough for the osmanthus to run for a few days and nights.

He also noticed this problem, and hurriedly manipulated the geographical map of mountains and rivers, slowly enlarging the area where the green leaves were located, so that he could gradually see the three characters Yunmengcheng on the nearest city with words smaller than rice grains. Surrounded by lakes and rivers, but a closer look reveals that it is already a short distance from Hanbi Lake, and it is clear that the three of them have been walking some distance downstream without realizing it these days.

"Cloud Dream City... Zhu Chengbi's face was solemn, and he thought: "It won't have anything to do with Yun Mengze here, right?"

Although the immortal masters of the Aoi Ying Lower Court are unreliable, they have not cut corners too much in the geography of Kyushu and the brief history of the immortal road. As one of the top inner disciples in the lower courtyard, Osmanthus also had some impressions of Yun Mengze, knowing that this place was regarded as a dangerous place in ancient times, with more mirages, miasma and all kinds of fierce beasts and monsters.

Later, the terrain of the vicissitudes of the sea changed, and this piece of Daze gradually dried up, and finally it was no longer the sparkling grandeur of the past, and only some records remained in the pile of old papers. Osmanthus because I like the name, so remember extra strong.

"If this was within the range of Yun Mengze, it would not be surprising that the illusion just now appeared. After all, Yun Mengze was famous for mirages back then, and it was normal for some things to be preserved. Ye Zhiqiu muttered, remembering the pair of eyes that were not angry or happy in the illusion, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

"The mirage is a mirage", but Zhu Chengbi was skeptical, "This thing can be used for both refining and medicine, except for the ones that have been raised by various sects, I haven't heard of a living mirage for many years." And Osmanthus got out of the illusion so easily, where in the world is there such a weak mirage, such a bad mirage?"

The named osmanthus chuckled and twisted her face. . .