In the dead of night, under Xuande Mountain, it is brightly lit. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On this day, several sects came one after another, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, each sect has its own territory, and these lights of different colors are also convenient for the disciples of their own sect to identify.

While everyone was preparing for the Treasure Hunt in a few days, no one noticed that two figures were sneaking into the easternmost forest.

There is no doubt that these two people are Lan Feng and the king. Presumably, they are preparing to make a big move.

"Senior brother, although I used to herd cows in the mountains when I was young, it was the first time I did it to find cows for cow dung, and I felt a little ashamed. The king pursed his lips, his face was very helpless.

"It's just the two of us here, who are you throwing away, really!" Lan Feng glanced at the king disappreliantly, his divine sense was all around, vigilantly observing the movements around him.

"Wait!" the king suddenly let out a low sigh and grabbed Lan Feng's arm, signaling him to stop.

Lan Feng's body tightened, stopped, glanced around, and wondered, "What's wrong with you?"

"Division...... Senior brother, do you feel it!" the king's eyes widened, and his breathing became rapid.

Lan Feng was also affected by his reaction, closed his eyes, and his divine sense instantly became much stronger, and he quickly probed around.

"It's a terrifying breath, I feel like it's around me. Senior brother, let's go out, this forest is too weird, I feel some monster in it, I feel uncomfortable. The king hugged Lan Feng's arm tightly, his eyes kept rolling around.

Lan Feng was stunned for a moment, he had just forgotten to hide the divine power emitted by his divine sense, and he was felt by the king. After all, a minor monk in the Qi Condensation Stage would definitely be frightened when he encountered the huge divine consciousness of the Jindan Period.

"Senior brother, why didn't I feel anything, is there something wrong with my senses, or are you too timid?" Lan Feng touched his nose and stared at the king with a smile.

The king's throat moved, let go of Lan Feng's hand, squinted and looked around, touched his chin and wondered, "Huh, why is that feeling gone now?"

"Alas, you love to think too much, and if you stay with you for a long time, sooner or later you will be scared into a fool. Lan Feng let out a long sigh and shook his head with a wry smile.

The king turned his head again and glanced warily behind him, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and continued to lean forward along the path.

Lan Feng followed behind the king, snickering inwardly. But he also secretly regretted that if his cultivation could be the same as his divine sense, reaching the Jindan stage, then the chances of winning the Treasure Hunt Conference would be greater, but now it seems that it really just slipped away quietly under the pretext of participating in the competition.

Thinking of this, he was a little frustrated and sighed deeply.

Before they knew it, they were walking through the forest and into a clearing. Not far away, there is a small village.

It was late at night, and the village was lit up by the light of the stars, and a small river meandered to reflect the bright moonlight, making it quieter.

"Senior brother, passing by here today, I accidentally saw some cows grazing by the river, and I was very emotional, this village is too much like my hometown. So when you mention cow dung, I immediately think of it. The king looked straight at the village not far away, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Listen to what you said, I want to visit your hometown too. The breeze blew the white hair on Lan Feng's forehead, and it looked a little vicissitudes.

"I guess you don't have this eye blessing!" The king chuckled, muttered a little, clapped his hands, and asked, "Senior brother, what are you doing? For your sake, I let go today!"

Lan Feng nodded and said with a smile: "First of all, you have to find the cow first!"

"Looking for cows, didn't you just say that you wanted cow dung? There are everywhere by this river, what are you looking for cows?" The king glanced at Lan Feng suspiciously, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Lan Feng hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help but speak: "Naturally, it wants to be fresh." ”

The king's mouth opened slightly, his brain made up some pictures, and his stomach tumbled.

"It's okay, you wait for me here, I'll do it myself. Lan Feng smiled, waved his sleeves, and quickly galloped towards the village.

The king closed his eyes and thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and followed Lan Feng into the village.

The village was also very quiet, with occasional cries of babies being heard, and after a few laughs with the rattle, the surroundings were calm again.

Lan Feng and the king quietly came to the backyard of a farmer's house, and crept slowly towards the cowshed.

The cowshed was next to the thatched house, and the two smells alternated with each other, and the two of them couldn't help frowning slightly, covering their noses with one hand.

Finally, after some mental struggle, the two of them jumped into the cowshed.

"Senior brother, what to do next, hurry up. The king covered his nose, almost out of breath.

Lan Feng also felt that the smell was unpleasant, so he didn't speak, his eyes rolled around, looking for his target.

The two cows were already asleep at this time, and it should be impossible to get fresh manure.

At this moment, he glanced at a large lump of cow dung not far away, and cautiously moved his steps to slowly approach. (To be continued.) )