The moon hangs in the sky, and the night is as cool as water.

The roars of all kinds of beasts and birds were heard in the wilderness, and the night wind shook the woods, casting shadows like devils with teeth and claws, making the night of the forest even more eerie.

And in a dense forest, it looks different and even weirder.

A cloud of ghostly mist like ink occupies a radius of more than ten zhang, condensed but not dispersed, and there are ghost shadows floating in the gusts of the yin wind, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling.

He Qi used his human body to cultivate the ghost dao exercises, he sat in the ghost fog, looked up and looked up, and only looked at the above, although there was a bright light above, he only saw a thick ghost fog, no stars, no bright moon.

"Hehe, Lao Tzu is in such a state, whoever sees it will think that he has encountered a ghost cultivator. ”

The Chaos Wujing is really powerful, there are faint all-encompassing signs, every time there is one more change, the Chaos Wuxiang True Yuan will be pure and majestic for a few points, and it should only take a few months to hit the eighth layer of the spirit attraction if you practice like this.

The ghost fog gathered in the middle, He Qi flew out with the yin wind, the yin wind escape was originally a retreat method on the Xuanfeng Spectrum, which was to visualize the nine ghosts and the cold wind, and now after the ghost path exercise was driven, the Yin Wind Escape was stronger and faster than before, more economical and true, and at the same time, the ghost was full of energy, which should be called the ghost escape technique to be more appropriate.

This ghost escape technique is much faster than the fire escape, almost several times that of the fire escape, and the body can be dozens of zhang away in a flash.

He Qi thought to himself that if it was an authentic night walk of a hundred ghosts and accumulated the power of a hundred ghosts, wouldn't it be even more powerful!

Even if it can affect the change of Yin Feng Escape, it will most likely affect the Xuan Feng Finger.

He curled his fingers, and sure enough, he found that the power of yin and cold in it had increased greatly.

The art path is symbiotic and symbiotic, and if it is used well, it has more potential than using magic weapons and spiritual weapons.

After He Qi tried several previous methods, he began to perform the secret technique of the ghost path, and with a flick of his fingers, a green and glowing Yin Ghost Fire flew out and exhaled, instantly turning into ashes.

The ghost path technique is really unique, and the next moment, his flying figure becomes fainter and fainter under the moonlight, this is the ghost concealment technique.

Although the speed is not as fast as the ghost escape technique when concealing his whereabouts, it is strong in the concealment function, and he can use these secret techniques as soon as he first learns them, thanks to the power of the Phaseless True Yuan.

He Qi estimated in his heart that the monks in the middle stage of the Tianyan Sword Sect may not be able to catch up with him because of this retreat, and his heart was full of expectations for the authentic retreat method in the Taiyin Ghost Sutra, the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk and the Huangquan Escape Method.

He Qi flew forward, slowly experiencing the thrill of flying with the ghost escape technique, and the distance of dozens of miles was only a moment.

I felt that under the moonlight, my mana seemed to have doubled suddenly, and it took all my strength to fly away.

When he was inexplicably surprised, a pheasant crowed in the distant mountains and forests.

He Qi's heart trembled inexplicably, and when the surging Phaseless True Yuan in his body was converted into the power of the ghost spirit in the meridians, it suddenly became very difficult, and the previous point of Chaos True Yuan could be converted into several parts of the power of the ghost spirit, which made him feel that his power had multiplied several times, and at this time, the scene was reversed, and several copies of the Chaos True Yuan could be converted into the power of a ghost.

In an instant, it seemed that the power was limited to only half of it, and it was still declining rapidly.

"Beginner ghost cultivation can't see the sun, this is my first time cultivating, so the impact is huge."

He Qi immediately understood the reason, and it seemed that only at night could he enjoy the feeling of this surge in power.

Dongfang turned white, He Qi stretched out a hand, the gray mist in his palm rose, and he used the Six Yao Sutra to tell his fortune.

The gray mist in his palm was dispersed by white light, and a spirit grass appeared in the fluorescence.

"Gathering Spirit Grass?!"

What's going on with Nani, this kind of la-level spirit grass, if you throw it on the ground, you won't pick it up, He Qi took a closer look, and it was really the spirit gathering grass that cultivated the spirit pill.

He Qi looked ahead, the direction he was about to move in, and after thinking about it, he became more and more sure that the Six Yao Sutras were not of great use, and that seeking good fortune and avoiding evil could only be a chicken-like existence.

Hehe, it should be the Six Lines Sutra that calculated the chance that this Chaotic Stone Workshop has the "Taiyin Ghost Sutra", so it seems that it is purely his own good luck, and it is not the magic of the Six Verses that it is carefully operated.

The path he chose before in his heart was very safe, and the six masters were lucky to avoid evil, according to this calculation, he was not dangerous on the way, and he could harvest a garbage spirit grass.

On the way to cultivate immortals, how can you hide when you see the murder, you must know that behind every danger is actually a chance, He first got the "Taiyin Ghost Sutra", and his skills increased greatly at night, and he added many other secret techniques, and he had confidence in his heart, and he was no longer like the little monk when he first came out of the Qingxi Valley.

Liuyao passed through He Qi to find out the way, this method of calculation takes ten days and a half months to accurately calculate once, and it is far less magical than the previous guess, of course He Qi did not waste mana and calculate again.

Release the purple-winged bird, change the direction, fly forward, this direction straight to the southeast, although the distance is close to no need to detour, but to pass through several demon beasts, demon birds infested places.

The purple-winged bird has been domesticated by people for a long time, and as a mount, it has long been thought to be a stupid bird that can only fly, and the scope of He Qi's divine sense exploration is also limited, and the hundred-zhang divine sense exploration is still too close to the flying purple-winged bird.

Fortunately, there is also a Chaos Mirror, He Qi urges the Zhihai Moon Wheel from time to time, and uses the Chaos Mirror to check the surroundings, and at the end of the day, he really dodges a few demon beasts that he can't provoke.

The mountains are vast, vast, and endless.

The distance that the Chaos Mirror can probe is still like a needle falling in a pool compared to the huge mountain range, and if you want to pierce the fish, you have to rely on luck. On the first day, He Qi didn't find a single elixir spirit grass, and he didn't meet a single monk here.

......

In the Nameless Mountains.

The purple-winged bird carried He Qi, fluttered its wings and brought up a strong wind, flying in the forest, He Qi knew the moon wheel in the sea, and the radius of half a mile was directly projected in the sea of knowledge.

The dense forests, the towering ancient trees, and the miserable white mist that never disperses between the forests, everything is as usual.

It's just that a sharp arrow-like white light suddenly flew down from above, and the speed was not weaker than the retreat of the dragon and tiger real person I saw in front of the mountain gate that day.

He turned his body over and rushed straight down, not even having time to put the purple-winged bird into the spirit beast bag,

"Click......" There were a few crisp sounds, and several branches were directly smashed by He Qi's falling body, and when he fell into the dense forest, he turned his head and saw that the mount that had been bought for thousands of spirit stones was sprinkled with blood in the sky at this time.

Above is a fierce lightning owl.

Its two sharp claws tore the purple-winged bird in half, and the lightning owl's scimitar-like beak pecked at a demon core as small as a broad bean.

He Qi's figure appeared in the blue light, and as soon as his body folded, he touched the trunk of a towering tree, and the surprise was that the two did not collide this time, and He Qi instantly merged into the trunk of the big tree.

A red light appeared from the two fist-sized eyes of the lightning owl, looking at the place where He Qi had just become invisible.

At this moment, at the root of the big tree, suddenly a small ball of earth rose slightly, like a living thing flowing underground, and it burrowed forward without a sound.

The lightning owl flapped its wings, and countless thunder streams emerged from its huge body, blasting the towering ancient trees around it dozens of feet in one fell swoop.

The lightning owl looked around, his eyes were red, and the fan-shaped rays swept out, and after a while, the giant bird flapped its wings and screamed through the air.

It's been a long time!

A hundred zhang away, on the trunk of a large tree that can only be hugged by a dozen people, a human face with a texture like dead tree bark suddenly appeared.