Chapter 149 Ten Thousand Ghosts Lost in front of the Gate

Xiling County in Wu Kingdom ushered in the first snow of the year. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The finely broken snowflakes flutter indiscriminately with the cold wind, in fact, it can't be said to be snowflakes, mainly because they are too finely broken, and it is appropriate to call them snow foam.

With the cold wind, even the birds and beasts were extinct, and only some half-frozen crows crouched on the dead branches with their necks bent, and let out a few ugly hiss from time to time.

On such a day, there was a young man in a thin long robe, walking leisurely in the wilderness.

It could be seen that he was in a good mood, stretching out his hands to catch the broken snow that was drifting around in the snow.

It should have been a long time since I did this, but there was still no snowflakes on my hands, only some droplets of water gathered in my palms.

The palm of his hand tilted carelessly, and the mischievous droplets of water slid down the young man's arm and into the inside of his clothes.

He seemed to feel a chill at this point, and lowered his wet palms, not wiping the snow from his hands, letting them slip off his fingertips.

The shirt on his chest moved, and a small furry head emerged from it.

The flat nose took two breaths at the sky, and the two round eyes turned around, which immediately gave people a cute feeling.

It doesn't seem to like the weather very much, though.

After looking at it for a while, he squeaked at the young man a few times, then shrank his head, and disappeared into the young man's arms.

After a period of recuperation, Fu Jiang's spirit has come back a lot, and his coat color looks shiny, but he is still a little sleepy, but it has been much better than before.

Mo Qing patted his chest lightly, looking at the smoky front, a smile appeared on his face.

After nearly a month of traveling, Mo Qing came to Qipan Mountain.

By looking at the map and asking some locals, Mo Qing determined that behind the smoke was the location of the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate.

From the mouths of some elderly people in the area, he learned that the smoke does not disperse here all year round, and people and animals will get lost when they walk in, and if they are not trapped in it for three or five days, they will starve half to death, and they will not want to come out.

Those who can come out are lucky, and those who are unlucky will stay in it forever.

The old man said that it was a forbidden place, and when he was very young, the elders of the family sternly warned them not to go there.

If it weren't for something particularly important, I wouldn't have come near here at all.

The person who told Mo Qing these words was at least fifty or sixty miles away from here, and further inside, Mo Qing found no traces of people.

Looking at the white clouds and mist in front of him, as well as the cloudy sky, Mo Qing tightened the Five Demon Orders in his hand, and then turned to leave.

It's not that I suddenly changed my mind at the end of the day, but it's that I'm a little tired from rushing these days.

At this time, since you have arrived at the place, you are not in a hurry, you should find a place to rest first, and it is only right to go in the best condition.

After all, I heard those old people say that there is no danger here.

At his level, ordinary wind and snow can't do him any harm, plus Mo Qing prefers snow, so he didn't use any means to hide the wind and snow from his body.

After finding a big tree with thick branches, a layer of flame appeared in his hand to dry the water vapor on the stone, Mo Qing sat on it and leaned on the trunk, and soon fell asleep.

The snow slowly grew heavier, the wind disappeared, and only the fluttering snowflakes fell silently.

The snow fell to the earth, to the tree, which had no leaves, and to the boy who was asleep under the tree......

As time passed, a world covered in silver appeared in front of me, and a sleeping snowman appeared under the tree......

When he got up in the morning, he shook off the snow all over his body, looked at the silver in his eyes, Mo Qing happily sprinkled a long and full of hot urine on the white ground, and then with one foot, his body rose in the air, and gradually disappeared into the vast snow in a few ups and downs.

The white ground left a few messy irregular patterns.

The white snowflakes, the vast fog, the heaven and the earth seem to have suddenly turned into an unchanging white, looking at the dense fog in front of him, Mo Qing raised his legs and stepped in.

The fog was very thick, much thicker than when he was outside, and with Mo Qing's eyesight, he could only see things within two meters.

And the range was shrinking as he progressed.

In the vast fog, there is not nothing, and the same vegetation grows outside.

It's just that the vegetation outside has long been leafy, and the inside is colorful and looming in the thick fog.

After walking for a while, Mo Qing let go of his divine sense, and his eyes became cheerful.

However, compared to the previous outside, the scope covered by the divine consciousness is as much as seventy percent less.

When he first discovered this, Mo Qing was slightly surprised, it was the first time he had encountered such a thing as his divine sense being suppressed.

But then I was relieved, no matter how I said that this place was near the mountain gate of a large sect, it was normal for some such situations to occur.

It's just that I don't know what kind of formation this is arranged, and it can cover such a large area.

The thick white mist was split as Mo Qing walked forward, forming a much thinner passage behind him.

However, these passages were only short-lived, and were immediately filled with clouds and mist from elsewhere, obscuring their traces.

It's quiet, and there's no sound all around.

Because he had been calming down all the time, he couldn't even hear Mo Qing's own breathing and footsteps.

Dense fog, surrounded by a thick fog that cannot be dissolved.

Mo Qing had been walking through this fog for an hour, but he still hadn't found out where the so-called mountain gate was.

The front of the eye was completely shrouded in fog, and the field of vision could only penetrate a distance of less than half a meter.

In fact, it doesn't make sense to penetrate it, because all the rest is fog, and even the trees before are gone.

The divine consciousness has been suppressed even more, and it is only possible to cover a few feet around him if he lets it go through all of it.

Mo Qing believed that as he continued to advance, this range would become smaller.

No wonder those villagers said that after coming here, there was no possibility of going out if they were not hungry for three or five days.

And they didn't go out by themselves, but suddenly they felt that their bodies became light, and then they went out inexplicably.

This should be a warning from the Ten Thousand Ghost Gates to these mountain people who strayed into it.

I don't know if I will enjoy such treatment if I stay here for three or five days.

The thought that suddenly rose in his heart made him smile.

You can't do this, I'm here to join the sect, and it won't be good if I get things out.

Thinking about some things in his mind, Mo Qing was still slowly moving forward, and finally came to the vicinity of the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate, but he couldn't enter the door, which was a little embarrassing.

Far away from Moqing, there was a quaint gate made of stone, and next to the gate there was a small room, in which two people sat cross-legged.

"Brother Wang, how many times do you think this guy will go around here?

However, it seems that this kid is much stronger than the people who were crying and screaming in fright, at least not in him now. ”

A man who looked to be about thirty or forty years old looked at a large bronze mirror in front of him and said to another person next to him who was older than him.

On the bronze mirror was a young man in a green shirt, slowly moving forward in the white mist.

It's just a little strange that these clouds and mist appear a little thin in the bronze mirror, far less dense than outside.

"If you're not afraid, you can't do it, this big array can't just walk into it.

However, this kid is still an immortal cultivator, and it is already very commendable to be able to start going around in circles after walking so far at such an age.

After all, if you and I don't have any defense, we won't be better than him. ”

The person next to him, who was called Brother Wang, after hearing the man's words, also looked at the bronze mirror in front of him, looked at the young man inside and said.

"That's right, this kid is indeed a little unusual, but it's useless, it's not yet time for the sect to recruit disciples, and he is here in vain.

Just let him wander around in there, and when he's half dead from exhaustion, we'll throw him out." ”

They have obviously encountered such a situation many times, some of them who want to join the sect's scattered cultivation, with a hint of luck, come to the outside of the sect's mountain gate to break through the maze array, hoping to be valued by the people in the sect, and then leap into the sky, creating countless possibilities for their future.

However, there are many such people, but none of them can succeed.

After being trapped by the formation for ten days and half a month, those people became panicked when they said that the earth and the earth should not be called ineffective every day.

Some of them can go back the same way, and those who don't have the ability are directly trapped here, and when they are about to die, they are thrown out by the two of them with their legs.

If you see a lot, you won't be surprised, the reason why you commented on Mo Qing just now is because no one has come to break into the Lost Formation for many years, and Mo Qing has gone farther than ordinary people in it.

The two of them said a few words to the bronze mirror, and they had no interest in continuing to talk, so they closed their eyes and continued to cultivate.

They were ready to wait a few days to throw the young man out.

Mo Qing was indeed in trouble now, and after continuing to walk inside for a while, the visibility level had almost become zero, and his divine sense had been compressed to within half a zhang.

There was no reference, so it went on and on.

After a while, Mo Qing stopped, looked at a piece of sheep bone and two green onions in his hand and muttered silently.

It was put on the road when he felt something was wrong before, and now it was back in his hands.

It seems that he is really going in circles, but this is not right, he is clearly walking forward all the time, how can he come back again?

When Mo Qing was about to take out some more things, he suddenly felt a little warm in his chest.

Reaching in and taking it out, the cold Five Demon Orders actually emitted some black light, and a warm feeling came from above.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the Five Demon Orders, Mo Qing's heart couldn't help but move, and then he tried to inject some mana into it.

With the injection of mana, the light on the Five Demon Orders became a little stronger, and it seemed that he wanted to fly away, but he was held tightly by Mo Qing.

Looking at the Five Demon Orders in his hand that wanted to break free from his control, Mo Qing lowered his head and muttered for a while, and then moved his feet and walked in the direction it struggled to leave......