Chapter Seventy-Eight: Dandelion

Ever since crossing the vast [Black Crystal Mountain], Duanmu Youlan has been urging the clouds to fly away, but the speed seems to have slowed down.

It was thousands of miles away from the Southern Xinjiang Body God Sect to the southwest [Wudao Plain], but Duanmu Youlan only took less than one night to complete all the cloud roads. [Wudaoyuan] is known as a thousand miles, but after walking for nearly the whole morning, it is now empty, but the group seems to have just flown out for only two or three hundred miles.

Qu Yang turned his head to look at the still majestic [Black Crystal Mountain], and asked puzzledly, "Why have you walked for so long, and that mountain still seems to be not far away?"

The wind did not talk much, but then he replied: "Presumably the mountain is really great!"

Li Hong agreed: "The body of having twenty-five Yuan Dan Great Demons is really extraordinary. Not only that, this so-called Qianli [Wudao Plain] was turned upside down by extremely strong spells, compressing the space, and every step of the way was like a thousand mountains and rivers. Although Li Hong spoke, his eyes were still closed.

Hearing this, both Juqin and Qu Yang nodded slightly, there are also such prohibitions on the natural mountain, and the two of them are very familiar with it. At the moment of nodding, the two glanced at each other, and suddenly a little sadness swelled up. When he left the mountain, there were seven people including Li Hong, but now there are only four people left in the clouds. What was supposed to be easy is now full of twists and turns. Not to mention the uncertain future, he lost his fellow doors, which is embarrassing.

Li Hong closed his eyes and recovered his true yuan, while Fei Hu next to him kept looking north, not knowing what he was thinking.

Feng Fuqin also sat with her eyes closed at the moment, silent, occasionally opened her eyes to look at Duanmu Youlan, and then continued to meditate with an expressionless face. She was calm at the moment, but in fact, her heart was also rolling, because the emperor crystal she had just met really surprised her. You must know that the monster condenses the inner pill and the cultivator is different, and often can't finish the battle, so the higher the cultivation, the more the number of Yuan Dan, because the Yuan Dan contains demon energy, and after reaching a certain level, it can continue to improve, and it can only rely on the number to win. The strength of the Seven Dan Great Demon is already comparable to that of a cultivator who has entered the third realm, and it is far from being something that Feng Fuqin can deal with, by analogy, the twenty-five Yuan Dan Demon is afraid that it will be comparable to the thirty-two ancestors of the Daomen. I can't help but caress the piano and don't be frightened.

The rest of Feng Lisha is not as sensitive as the senior sister, and when she is bored, she chats with a few people.

Guang Ling was still as if he was enchanted, looking at Duanmu Youlan from time to time, looking absent-minded, but Guang Ze beside him was determined and talked to the wind and the sand. Don't swear, no longer complain, after temporarily letting go of his anger, Guangze also seems polite, plus he has been walking outside for many years, has seen a wide range of knowledge, and talks funny, which is very different from the impression when everyone first met him.

"You've been to the village too?" Feng Lisha smiled and patted Guang Ze's shoulder: "It's not easy to find that place, ordinary monks haven't heard of it, but I didn't expect you to go too?" After speaking, he showed a knowing smile, which only Guang Ze, who had been to the Dharmazhuang, could understand.

Guangze tilted casually, fell on the cloud, grabbed it lightly with his right hand, pulled down an auspicious cloud, and played with it in his hand: "Although [Difa Zhuang] is interesting, there is still a place, I don't know if you know the wind channel?"

"Tell me about it?"

"Does Evil Whisper know?"

"Crocodile Town?" Feng Lisha sat up straight, revealing great interest: "It's all crocodile town?"

"Definitely!" Hirosawa shook his head: "It's not a crocodile, it's a town that speaks ill of each other and speaks ill!"

"Is there such a place in the world?" Not only was Feng Lisha interested, but the wrestling qin next to him was also aroused, so he guessed: "Could it be that the people in that town greet others with bad words every day?"

"No, no, no, yes, it's not too outrageous to guess the piano!" Hirosawa was even more proud, grinned, and then lowered his voice: "The people in Evil Words Town don't greet people with bad words, but use bad words as money to buy things!"

"Ah?!Turning evil words into money?This place is really strange!" After all, she was a young woman, and although she was in a heavy mood, she couldn't help but ask the bottom of it when she heard such a strange thing: "Then it's too easy to buy things in this place!" Although the cultivators don't make money, they still subconsciously thought of this.

"It's not easy, it's not easy!" Hirosawa stretched out his hand and grabbed a dandelion pompom floating from a distance, held it in his hand, and replied casually: "Although it is a bad word, it must be the truth, and it is not allowed to be repeated within a day, there are many rules." You think, it's not easy to speak ill of a person and be truthful. No matter how many people's faults are, there are always limits, not to mention that in addition to faults, people always have advantages, and sometimes shortcomings are covered up by advantages, and it is even more difficult to speak ill of each other......"

Guang Ze said to himself: "So in this world, sometimes in order to speak ill of others, you first have to put on the disguise of a wicked person, so that you can ignore the facts. Otherwise, it is really not easy to scold people realistically. ”

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and said in their hearts: "There is some truth in what Guangze sometimes says. After speaking, he glanced at Guangling, but Guangling turned a deaf ear, and his eyes were only staring at Duanmu Youlan. But Duanmu Youlan concentrated on driving the clouds, but turned a blind eye to Guangling's gaze.

The group was chatting in a 'Youzai' chatter, but Duanmu Youlan suddenly sneered a few times, and her lips moved slightly: "I didn't speak, you're welcome, come and come, really I can't see you?"

One sentence baffled everyone. Li Hong opened his eyes, glanced at the dandelion in Guangze's hand, and then pointed with his hand, releasing a flame. With a hula, the dandelion ignited in Guangze's hand.

Guangze was taken aback: "What is this for? It's just a dandelion, and it has an enmity with you?"

Duanmu Youlan's hair was flying, and she said to Li Hong without looking back: "You can see it too?

Li Hong smiled faintly, and then asked the rest, "What do you think is in the sky?"

The people looked around, but they couldn't see anything. Li Hong immediately exhaled, and everyone's eyes were full of flowers, only to find that the pompoms in front of him were all dandelions, which were scattered in the wind, like snowflakes, dancing and flying.

Fei Hu couldn't help but say, "It's so beautiful!"

Qu Yang's big cake face raised: "It does have a bit of artistic conception!" Before the words fell, Feng Fuqin, who was not far away, suddenly opened her eyes, stood still in the clouds, and shouted with a serious expression: "Bold and demonic!" It turned out that she also saw the clues of these dandelions.