The monk's aura can be covered and changed with some secret techniques.

But everyone has their own special features, and when you meet a monk like He Miaomiao, who has abnormal spiritual sense, it is easy to feel the clues.

Especially just now, when Tu Shanqiong's momentum was deliberately released, the same aura as the man in black seemed to be magnified.

Although He Miaomiao knew that she would not be recognized, she was still a little flustered in her heart, and it was not until she silently recited half of the Taoist Sutra that she gradually calmed down.

A few months ago, when I was walking with Hu Bukong, I found that the man in black was chasing after her, and he wrapped her divine sense, apparently to cover it up.

There was no Sparrow Spirit Sword on her body that set up a tracking technique, Tu Shanqiong didn't know what she looked like, and she was still in the Qi refining period at that time, so she had already built a foundation at this moment, and the possibility of being recognized was almost zero.

Thinking of this, He Miaomiao was even less worried.

The enemy is in the light and she is in the dark, as long as she doesn't take the initiative to go out, the late Yuanying period, who is high above, will not take the foundation building period in her eyes.

Zijun, who has already reported her home, is much more dangerous than her.

The family members who have not been in the WTO for many years suddenly have a foundation building junior, and the speed of this kind of rumor is no slower than that of a flying boat.

Tu Shanqiong couldn't be aimed at her alone, but at the entire Zi family, so Zi Jun became a bright target.

He Miaomiao was not so kind to remind.

When Zijun stood up in a high-profile manner, it was impossible not to think about the danger, but she still did not hesitate to use the name of the Zi family, indicating that she thought this kind of scenery was worth the risk.

The ideas of people are very different, even if He Miaomiao tries to find out, his opinions may not be accepted by others. The honey of A and the arsenic of B, there is no right or wrong in this kind of thing, it depends on how you choose.

Recalling the pure aura of Tu Shan when he stood in the air, and then thinking of the black aura that the old man said before he died, He Miaomiao felt that his head should be pressed as low as possible.

The rafters that come out always have to rot first.

......

The top of the western mountain is gradually illuminated by the morning light, the red sun seems to be within reach, and the surrounding clouds and mist have been dyed with a layer of bright color.

When the sun had completely risen from the heavy clouds, and there were already 1,600 monks gathered on the deck of the flying boat, Ling Yun took a deep look at them before stepping into the air.

Lu Zhenren of Xuanqing Sect then stepped forward and stood beside Ling Yun, and then, Tu Shanqiong and Yue Rushuang also strolled up, and the four of them were polite for a while, but there was no tension in the night.

The foundation building monks took a look at the flying boat and looked at the next few sides of the same rank.

Most of the monks of the Xuanqing Sect wore white-sleeved purple coats, and the small half wore white-sleeved green coats, most of which were divided into inner and outer doors.

The Tu Shan clan and the Yin and Yang Sect are dressed uncertainly, which is similar to the flowers and greens of scattered cultivation, and only when you look closely, you can find that the grade is higher.

At the same time that the scattered cultivators were looking at them, they were also looking at the scattered cultivators.

Most of the disciples of the Xuanqing Sect have a shallow smile on their faces, and they bow their heads slightly when they meet people's eyes, and they are quite generous and polite; the Yin Yang Sect has both good intentions and malicious intentions, and their expressions are relatively exposed, and they do not hide their true emotions.

Few people in the Tu Shan clan looked at the scattered cultivators, and occasionally a few monks also squinted, their faces expressionless and passing by at a glance, almost treating the scattered cultivators as air.

The reaction of the three parties can match the introduction that He Miaomiao saw in Yujian.

Xuanqing Sect has always been magnificent, peaceful and upright, based on kindness, and its disciples are relatively gentle, and there are few active disputes or bullying things.

The Yin Yang Sect acts freely, and even the rules of the sect are very few, as long as you don't make big mistakes, the small evils are within the tolerance of the sect. It is to look the most free and easy, and the most comfortable.

The Tu Shan clan is even more domineering than expected, thinking that the arrogance of the royal family and no one in their eyes are mostly imprinted in their bones since childhood.

As the low-level cultivators looked at each other, Ling Yun had already unleashed a fist-sized transparent bead with a golden lotus flower suspended in it, emitting a soft glow in the air.

She glanced at the cultivators as if unintentionally, and then with a wave of her sleeve, she offered the lotus beads to the cliff, and the golden light pierced the clouds and shrouded a large area of the sky.

"The Golden Lotus Secret Realm is about to open, and it will be closed in fifteen days, so you all wear your tokens and prepare to enter!"

The cultivators stared at the cliff with their eyes wide open, for fear of missing any movement.

Ling Yun's hand flew over, the golden light became brighter and brighter, and a faint light curtain of light cyan extended flat from the edge of the cliff, and the scattered cultivator standing in front of him immediately jumped into it, without worrying about falling off the cliff.

1,600 scattered cultivation, a few breaths of effort, all disappeared in the blue light.

Tu Shanqiong sneered, a little disdainful of Ling Yun's concealment, and glanced down, only to see that everyone in the Tu Shan clan acted in unison.

The Yin Yang Sect followed closely, and it was also very well-behaved, without the slightest intention of scrambling.

Xuanqing Sect was the last to enter, and the disciples did not have half a point of dissatisfaction on their faces, but instead hugged their fists towards Ling Yun in the air and thanked them, before stepping into the light curtain one by one.

"Loose cultivation is casual cultivation, trivial disputes, the best at it!"

Tu Shanqiong's tone was flat, and after saying this, he left with Yue Rushuang, and the rest of Ling Yun, who was on fire in his heart, and Lu Zhenren, who persuaded him with good words, waited outside the secret border.

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He Miaomiao, who jumped into the blue light, instantly changed from the abyss to the secret realm teleportation channel. When I was able to see again, I was already in a secret realm with pure aura and holy breath.

The place where she was was on the bank of a long river, the water was so shallow that it was ankle-high, but it was so wide that it was almost impossible to see the opposite bank.

Behind him was an endless plain, with dense weeds almost knee-high, and when the divine sense probed over, he could faintly detect the breath of the demon beast.

He Miaomiao probed cautiously and vigilantly, and saw that there was no one around, and the demon beasts did not come to attack, so he took off the diamond-shaped token on his waist and probed into his divine sense to check the map.

"The Cold and Summer River, the cannibal plain on the south bank, the medicinal forest on the north bank, the upstream source is in the extreme east Mu Mountain, and the downstream cold water branch leads directly to the Holy Lotus Pond!"

The map depicts in detail the direction of the cold and summer rivers, as well as the surrounding terrain and the distribution of monsters, and the road repair is very cheap, so there is no need to spend too much effort to find the way to avoid the beasts.

It's just that He Miaomiao's location is close to the Curtain Mountain, and it is extremely far away from the Holy Lotus Pond at the end, and I am afraid that it will take ten days to gallop all the way.

If you count the repairs and accidents, the time for half a month is a little tight, maybe not long after arriving at the lotus pond, the secret realm will be closed.

He Miaomiao didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately transported her spiritual power and galloped in the direction of the water.

Next to it is the cannibal plain, occasionally with the breath of a first-order and second-order early demon beast, seeing that He Miaomiao's momentum is strong, and there is no intention to attack, and the demon beast has never taken the initiative to attack.

After galloping safely for most of the day, He Miaomiao's divine sense finally found the monk who was fighting in front of him.

Walking along the shore, there was no way to avoid entering the cannibal plain, so she could only move forward.

When he saw Zijun with a hideous expression, he couldn't help but secretly curse for being unlucky, the opponent who fought with her, the neckline of the wide robe was embroidered with nine tails, obviously Tu Shan's.

The young man's expression was indifferent, there was doubt in his eyes, and when he dodged the attack, he probed Zijun tentatively: "Fellow Daoist, did you recognize the wrong person? ”