"Don't act rashly first, let's send the little monks to the back mountain first, and notify the rest of the monks to gather, in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, quickly!" Seeing the strange situation in front of him, the old monk's face was serious.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The first great monk took a deep look at the mist, then turned around and walked back, leading a group of small monks towards the back mountain.

"Come with me!"

This time, there is no need for the big monk to say more, the appearance of so many big people in the courtyard made the atmosphere become serious, these little monks, they didn't even dare to pant loudly, and they listened to the familiar voice of the big monk, and followed without thinking!

......

In front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, all the monks gathered, headed by each department, each standing behind them, and a group of monks looked at the few people standing in front of them.

"What should I do?" Ming Qing, a monk who was more than two meters tall and had thick eyebrows, looked at the fog that had gradually spread in front of him, and asked with a frown.

“......”

“....”

Hearing this, everyone looked at the head of the courtyard standing at the front.

"This fog..."The head of the courtyard looked at the overwhelming fog, his heart was a little heavy, the previous matter, Ming Qing had told him, even his flame palm could not stir up a trace of waves, the strangeness of these fogs can be seen!

"Hmm!" he pondered for a moment, and the head of the courtyard made a decision in his heart.

The problem now is that I don't know how weird these fogs are, and I don't understand what they do, so now, the first thing to understand is what these fogs do!

Thinking of this, the head of the courtyard swept his gaze over the group of monks behind him, and finally landed on the head of the group standing behind him.

"......" felt the gaze of the first seat fall on him, Ming Qing was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, glanced at the mist that was about to reach him, and a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes: "Courtyard head, I'll try the effect of this mist!"

"Hmm!" A trace of unbearability flashed in the eyes of the head of the courtyard, and then quickly disappeared, and he nodded slightly: "Go!"

The others looked at Ming and Qing, and their faces showed a trace of intention, but looking at the fog in front of them, and then at the monks behind them, they also let go!

If you can't solve the fog in front of you, many things will just be sooner or later, and the time will not be far behind!

The thing of the front and back feet!

"Go ahead!"

"Take care!"

"Be careful!"

Ming Qing nodded, and with everyone's instructions, he walked quickly towards the mist.

"Huh?" Soon, Ming Qing walked up to the fog, and without hesitation, he stepped in one step, and as soon as he stepped into the fog, he immediately screamed in disbelief.

The mist is cool, with the coolness of the water, falling on the body, it turns out that the Ming and Qing dynasties feel a little more comfortable!

"What's the situation? How is this so?" Ming Qing suddenly felt an inexplicable loss in his heart, he came in with a kind of courage like a strong man going out of the mountain, but he got the current result, the huge gap made him feel an inexplicable difference in his heart at the same time!

"Ming and Qing, what's the situation inside?" Outside, the monks stared at Ming and Qing tightly, and after seeing him enter, their backs that seemed blurry instantly froze in place, and their hearts suddenly couldn't help but tighten, and they hurriedly asked loudly.

Isn't something wrong?

What's going on with this standing still?

Could it be that something was discovered?

"Oh!" The monk's voice woke Ming Qing up from his stunned, and when he heard this, he hurriedly replied in a loud voice: "I'm fine, these fogs seem to be just fog, and there is no danger!"

"What?"

"Really!"

Hearing this, the monks were overjoyed, relieved in their hearts, and after slowly exhaling the turbid breath held in their chests, they heard the same exhalation sound next to them, and couldn't help but turn their heads to look over.

"Haha!"

"Haha!"

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the other party's face identical to his own, all of a sudden, everyone laughed.

"Okay! The danger is over!" The head of the courtyard smiled, and after saying to everyone, he said to Ming Qing in a loud voice: "Since this fog is not dangerous, then you can retreat!"

"Oh! good!" Ming Qing responded, moved his body, turned around and prepared to retreat.

"What?" Suddenly, a huge force came out of thin air, and at the moment when Ming Qing was about to turn around, like two mountains, he was pressed in the middle, unable to move, Ming Qing couldn't help but exclaim.

"Etc.. Wait!" Feeling his current situation, Ming Qing suddenly became a spirit, and a huge danger in his heart continued to spread, making a layer of cold sweat suddenly break out around him, suddenly, he thought of a question, his heart was anxious, and he immediately said loudly with a trembling voice.

"Huh?"

"How?"

"What happened?"

"Any questions?"

Hearing the distorted voice of Ming and Qing, the monks who had just let go of their vigilance in their hearts instantly lifted their hearts, and they could feel the fear coming from Ming Qing's voice.

"Fear?" The white eyebrows at the head of the courtyard were instantly entangled, the Ming and Qing dynasties were among the best men in the courtyard, in terms of temperament and character, it was more than a hard word to express, but even so, there was a look of fear in his voice, what did he see? What was in those fogs?

Behind him, a group of ordinary monks all looked at the heads of each courtyard with worried eyes, and they could also feel the fear in the voices of the Ming and Qing dynasties!

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, the peak of the middle period of heaven and man, there were three hundred and sixty-five gates, and two hundred and eighteen doors had already been passed, and in terms of strength, it was already considered a high-level in the courtyard!

But that's it, Ming Qing, who is so strong, actually made such a frightened voice after entering the fog!

Is this enough to show that the danger of this fog in front of them is much stronger than they imagined!

"What do you see?" asked the old man with a serious face, not even caring about the gradually changing turmoil behind him.

Hearing the question from the head of the courtyard, Ming Qing's face was full of bitterness, he looked down at himself, turned his head to look at the sides, and then closed his eyes.

A mountain on one side, after closing his eyes, Ming Qing moved his body slightly, and immediately felt a huge pressure from both sides, like a substance, like two indestructible mountains, clamping him!

The internal force operates in the body, and Ming Qing feels the pressure on both sides of his circumference, trying to find out its size, height and level!

However, soon, Ming Qing gave up on this action of his own, because, in his feelings, no matter how much strength he used, it was like a high mountain standing still, and the pressure on both sides of his body could not be detected at all.

In the feelings of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, this power is so great, in his impression, there is only one person!

Ancestor!

However, the ancestor is the myth of the strength of the fake Dan, and it is the last hole card of their Bodhi Academy, the background!

Fake Dan!

This is a realm where the name alone can make people tremble when they hear it, and in the rivers and lakes, it has become a legend, and only the Chinese side of the major sects has such a person as the foundation!

Only with the myth of the realm of False Dan can it be called a gate faction!

To put it simply, there are very few fake pills, fake pills are rare, and fake pills are legends!

Only legends exist, reality is almost invisible!

However, Ming and Qing clearly felt the same sense of strength as the ancestor from the pressure that came from his side for two weeks, which showed that these mist may have reached the strength level of the fake pill!

Some fog can actually reach the fake pill, it sounds like nonsense, but, now, Ming and Qing, very sure, this is the truth!

This mist is the strength of the fake pill!

That's why his voice trembles even when he speaks!

Fear?

Who can not be afraid in front of an opponent with the strength of a fake pill?