"It's... Here you can only enter... Can't come out!" Ming Qing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tried to adjust his mood, and replied loudly.

No matter how scared he is in his heart, but, now he is not alone, he can die, and the others in the courtyard... Best... It's better to live a few more!

Thinking about it, Ming Qing himself smiled, smiled bitterly, facing an opponent who might be the strength of the fake Dan, who dared to say that he could live!

"That's right!" Suddenly, Ming Qing's stunned mind suddenly lightened3, fake Dan, there are also fake Dan in their courtyard, thinking of this, Ming Qing suddenly shouted loudly again, almost roaring: "Quick, go and invite the ancestor!"

"Ancestor?" Hearing Ming Qing's words, all the leaders were immediately stunned, has the matter been serious to this extent?

It's just that I just went in, and it didn't take long for me to call the ancestor directly, is this appropriate?

"Please Ancestor!" Just when the heads of the courtyard were all confused, the head of the courtyard lowered his head and pondered for a while, raised his head with a serious face, and made a final conclusion.

The first seat was taken aback again, turned their heads to look at the head of the courtyard, and when they saw the serious expression on the face of the head of the courtyard, their hearts sank, their faces became serious, and they lowered their heads and folded their hands.

"Yes!"

As he spoke, the courtyard took the lead and walked towards the place where the ancestor was cultivating, followed by the first seats.

......

After the Ming and Qing dynasties said their thoughts loudly, there was no other way, standing in the fog, retreating, retreating, and they could only enter!

Now that the hospital has been notified, the next thing is beyond the control of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

"Whew!" took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, since the affairs in the courtyard are no longer something he can interfere in, then the next thing is my own business, and the worries in Ming Qing's eyes are gone.

The Ming and Qing dynasties are forty-three this year, and they are already the realm of the peak of the middle stage of heaven and man, and then the peak of heaven and man, and then the fake pill!

However, Rao is himself a genius, and for the peak of heaven and man, he can be sure that he will be able to achieve it, but, fake Dan, it will be a complete dream!

There is no trace of certainty!

Now, although it is very dangerous to face an existence that may be the strength of a fake pill, but at the same time, this is not an opportunity?

The Fake Dan is really too ethereal, even for the disciples of these major sects, the existence of the Fake Dan Ancestor in the sect still seems very empty!

The ancestor is the ancestor, not a teacher, he will not hear the teachings of the face, he can only watch at all, and he can only ask one or a few questions at most, and even if this is the case, this kind of opportunity is very rare!

The most important thing is that even if you get this opportunity and ask one or a few questions, it will be just a drop in the bucket for the Ming and Qing dynasties!

Fake Dan, not one question or a few questions can be explained clearly!

If it is really that simple, then the fake pill is not a myth!

Now, there is an opportunity in front of us, although it may cost you your life, but there is no other choice!

There is no problem that can be more profound than the face of the myth of the false Dan in person!

"Perhaps, this is my chance!" Ming Qing said to himself in his heart.

"Let's go!" made a decision, Ming Qing walked towards the front, he wanted to understand some mysteries about the fake pill in the fog of this fake pill's strength, for his future cultivation.

One step, two steps, three steps!

Suddenly, Ming Qing's complexion changed, and after he took three steps, he suddenly found that the fog that had turned back into nothingness because he walked forward suddenly became a sense of existence!

To put it simply, as he advanced, there was an inexplicable pressure that suddenly pressed on his body, making every time he took a step forward, the pressure he was under had to be scored a few points, and the strength required to take a step was also much greater!

"This is?" Ming Qing was puzzled in his heart, feeling the sudden extra pressure on his body, he couldn't help but stop and bow his head to think.

"Could it be!" Soon, Ming Qing almost came to a conclusion, after all, he was not stupid, he was so obvious.

"These fogs should only go in, not out!"

"And, with each step forward, these seemingly innocuous fogs immediately create a tremendous pressure that oppresses those who advance on, and unless they can withstand this pressure, they will end up ......"

Ming Qing's complexion changed drastically, he thought of it, these fogs are not only harmless, they are simply harmful, as long as they enter the fog, don't think about going out, you can only move forward!

And every time you take a step forward, the more pressure will be generated, unless the strength can exceed the upper limit of these fogs, then after all, when you can't move again, at that time......

"I can't move, become a statue!" Ming Qing spit out a few words with an ugly face, and his heart was cold, this is a big trouble!

"How did these fogs come from?" At this time, Ming Qing was no longer thinking about his future, and after understanding the ultimate purpose of this fog, his heart was completely occupied by worry!

This mist came too suddenly, and its effect was too amazing, if it really continued to develop, then the final result would be that all the monks in their entire Bodhi Monastery would be frozen by this mist and turned into statues!

What worries Ming and Qing the most is that this fog is not static, as time goes by, it is still spreading outward at a very fast speed, and they are all on the mountain, unless they can fly into the sky, there is no way to retreat, and in the end, after all, they will be covered by these fogs, and everyone will be forced into the fog.

"Now, I can only hope that the ancestor can break through this fog, otherwise, maybe there will be no Bodhi Academy from now on!" Ming Qing's heart was a little sad, pondering in his mind, and finally came to the conclusion that made his heart spread sad, and an indescribable mood filled his heart.

"Although, I know, it's impossible, but I still want to try!" After a while, a trace of firmness suddenly appeared in the sadness in Ming Qing's eyes, and he looked at the mist in front of him: "I want to see, what is the source of this fog?"

......

In the small pavilion in the mountains, Zhou Yi and Song Hai stood opposite each other, on the stone table, on a transparent chessboard, the two of them each held black and white chess, playing... Gobang!

Just when Ming and Qing broke into the fog, Zhou Yi, who was playing chess, suddenly turned his head to look at the mountain, his eyes seemed to be able to see Ming Qing who was frowning tightly in the fog through the fog, smiled slightly, skipped him, and looked at the bald heads gathered on the top of the mountain.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Yi's mind moved, and the speed of the spread of the mist slowed down a lot.

"It's not fun to be too fast, so it's interesting!" laughed, Zhou Yi turned his head again and thought hard about the black chess in his hand.

Song Hai felt all this, turned his head to look at the mountain, shook his head, looked back at Zhou Yi who was thinking about the next step, and smiled very happily!

I'm all three, I don't believe you can still win?