In the Yinglong Basin, on a brown-yellow hillside, there are some weeds sparsely growing like dysentery.

And on the mountainside, a dark cave with a radius of several feet, like a monster's open mouth, slanted to the sky. The cave was tilted downward, and it was pitch black inside, and I don't know how deep it was, and there were gusts of gloomy wind.

A gray hare, from a handful of weeds, scavenging through the weeds, rummaging for food.

Suddenly, the fog not far away rolled for a while, and I saw a few colorful figures, rushing out.

The hare was taken aback, and instinctively tried to escape, but the feeling of oppression from the people made it tremble with fright, and its red eyes stared, and it did not dare to move.

Five young men, four men and one woman, all of them had gloomy faces, and there were several colored lights circling around them.

Walking in the front is a little monk, holding a milky white compass in his palm, which is emitting a faint shimmer.

The five of them paused at the entrance of the cave, glanced at each other, and then under the leadership of the little monk, they went into the crypt together.

The hare, which was trembling with their fright, recovered, and its four legs trembled incessantly, and it was about to leave with a twist.

Suddenly, the fog rolled again, and the hare trembled, and his eyes looked in horror at the few figures that rushed out quickly.

"Hmph, it's not a small courage to dare to enter a big mine. Wu Hongfei had a gloomy face, staring at the entrance of the big pit in front of him, and with a hateful wave of his sleeves, he rolled up a piece of gray sand and gravel.

The poor hare was tragically hit by the pond fish, and was swept to the side by the wind set off by Wu Hongfei, and fell into a big fate, but he was not disabled, but only shrunk aside with a trembling body.

Wu Hongfei naturally didn't pay attention to a hare, and turned to look at everyone.

At this time, the scarface monk stepped forward and chuckled: "Don't worry, young master, this week's girl has been planted by me, and she can't find it at all with her cultivation, and sooner or later it will fall into the hands of the young master." ”

Wu Hongfei's face slowed slightly, and he nodded slightly.

He knew that the mark of the Scarface Monk was not a monk of the fourth layer of the Spirit Silence Realm, so it was impossible to find it.

In Zhou Shimin's team, only Feng Botao is the fourth layer of spiritual silence, and if you want to find the mark, you must be a monk of the fourth layer of spiritual silence to carefully explore the whole body with your divine sense to find out.

But the divine sense is so scrutinized, it is like being naked and exposed in front of people, that Zhou Shimin is a girl after all, and she will definitely refuse to let others find out like this.

Therefore, even if Feng Botao and others realized that it was Zhou Shimin who had been manipulated, they would be helpless.

This is actually the reason why Zhou Shimin felt too reluctant and wanted to leave alone.

"Young master, should we chase after us?" the Scarface Monk looked eager to try.

The bitter gourd-faced monk and the other two were only three layers of spiritual silence, and there was a hint of fear in their eyes when they heard this.

Wu Hongfei looked around, took in everyone's expressions, and then said lightly: "Old Ancestor has been stuck in the bottleneck for many years, and has always lacked an opportunity. ”

"Therefore, Zhou Shimin, this young master is bound to win. This time, go back to the family, will be rewarded for meritorious deeds, if the ancestor really breaks through, the gift of the ancestor, this young master and you share. ”

After listening to Wu Hongfei's words, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

If it is said that Wu Hongfei went to the big mine to take an adventure, everyone is a little resistant in their hearts, but it is different for the ancestor, if it comes to fruition, the reward from the ancestor of the Brahma realm is heartwarming to listen to, not to mention that everyone's status in the clan will also rise.

Seeking wealth and danger, several entourages looked at each other a few times and nodded one after another.

Wu Hongfei saw that his eyes were shining and his morale was strong, so he nodded approvingly, waved his hand, and took the lead in rushing into the big pit.