Chapter 142: Yulian Mountain

"The little master has taken so many myelin-washing pills, which is equivalent to years of penance by himself, and it is good to come to you, just to increase his cultivation for a few months, little master...... Why is his life so bitter?" Xiao Hua secretly scolded himself.

Therefore, along the way, Xiao Hua still flew in Zuihou, burying his head in penance and cultivating the basic method that he had just arrived yesterday. It's just that before he can practice anything famous, Yulianshan has arrived!

Yulian Mountain is really as Li Xiaowen and others said, the mountain is not very high, but the fog is extremely large, from a distance, it is like a huge cloud from the nine heavens to fall on the mortal dust.

"Good...... What a big piece of marshmallow!" Xiao Hua looked up and couldn't help but groan.

Xiao Hua was flying in front of Xun Feiyan, Xiao Hua's emotion was just not in his ears, Xun Feiyan was originally flying in an extremely chic figure, twisted a few times, and almost fell from mid-air.

"Be careful!" Xiao Hua hurriedly reminded.

Xun Feiyan's face was strange, and he turned his head and arched his hand: "Thank you...... Xie Xiao Daoyou cares!"

Then, he bit his mouth and flew forward with all his might......

The feet of Xiao Hua and the others are all plains, which really has a feeling of boundlessness, and on this plain, this cloud-shrouded Yulian Mountain appears very abruptly, which makes people look and feel very weird. Especially Xiao Hua and the others flew from mid-air, if you don't talk about the sinister nature of this Yulian Mountain, it should be a strange place!

"Fan Daoyou......" saw that he had reached the left side of Yulian Mountain, but saw that the clouds and mist in the mountain were constantly rolling, like thousands of horses galloping, but out of a certain range, the clouds and mist immediately dispersed, disappeared under the brilliant sun, and could not see any monsters, Xiao Hua was not surprised, looked at Fan Daomao who fell next to him and asked softly.

"Ouch, Xiao Daoyou, but what's the matter?" Fan Daomao smiled on his face.

Xiao Hua was also not polite, and pointed to the cloud and mist with his hand and asked, "Yesterday, Li Daoyou said that there are a lot of cloud and mist beasts on this Yulian Mountain, how can it ...... Didn't you see it? this cloud beast...... What does it look like?"

"That's ......" Fan Daomao didn't have a strange look on his face when he heard it, and said with a smile: "No wonder Xiao Daoyou doesn't know, this Yulian Mountain is not as good as Nancaiping, and it is not a must for people who come and go, so it is not famous, and not many people know about it." And the poor road happens to have a very haode old friend, the year before last because of the picking of grass in the stream, he had to go deep into Yulian Mountain, and he was also nine deaths in this Yulian Mountain, after going back, he complained to the poor road, and the poor road knew the power of this cloud beast this time!"

"Xilian grass must be a specialty of this Yulian Mountain, what is it for?" Xiao Hua looked eager for knowledge.

"So that Xiao Daoyou knows that Yulian Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all the year round, and the aura of water is extremely strong, and this aura is diffuse, and the sun is impervious, which is the best place for the growth of Xilian grass. And the Xilian herb is where it is used, but it is only necessary for some pills that are useful for the cultivation of divine thoughts. Therefore, it is normal for Xiao Daoyou not to know!"

"Divine Thought Cultivation?" Xiao Hua was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "This divine thought...... Can you also cultivate?"

Fan Daomao shook his head slightly: "The poor road is just the fourth layer of qi refining, and there is still a long distance from the peak of qi refining, so naturally I don't know if it's true or not." It's just hearsay!"

"Fan Daoyou, come and hear it?" Xiao Hua suddenly thought of the mantra he had gotten, which had the effect of refreshing his mind, and he didn't feel interested, and he had already put the matter of exploring the cloud beast in the back of his mind.

According to ...... It is said that when this divine thought reaches the twelfth layer of qi refining, it will be generated from the mud pill palace of the monk, and this divine thought is the foundation for controlling magic weapons and magic weapons, if the divine thought is strong, it is like the strength of ordinary people is huge, and it is very advantageous in the struggle! However, the exercises of ordinary cultivation can only improve the realm of cultivation, and the divine thought only improves with the improvement of the realm, fundamentally speaking, it has no effect on the improvement of the divine thought. It is precisely because of this that some people with great supernatural powers have created unique exercises, specifically to cultivate divine thoughts, just like cultivating ** and taking the path of physical cultivation!"

"Ouch, by the way, when Fan Daoyou talks about physical cultivation, he has never heard of poor Taoism, and he has never seen it, I heard that they are all three big and five rough people, is this the case?

Although he had already arrived at Yulian Mountain, Fan Daomao didn't seem to be impatient, and said: "Poor Dao has seen a few people who have cultivated physique, all of them are three big and five coarse people, but it is said that when they cultivate to the depths, they are similar to ordinary monks. In fact, when it comes to physical cultivation, there are two sayings, one is that in the primeval times, there was no magic, only natural supernatural powers, and everyone was a celestial body, and later, there were monks, spells and realms, and this physical cultivation was passed down from the ancient times, and sanctified in the flesh!"

"The body of heaven and man, the sanctification of the body?" Xiao Hua's heart was shocked, and he unconsciously thought of the heavenly and human clan that Xiao Yuehong said.

"What about this second statement? It is believed that this body cultivation is derived from the Demon Realm, Xiao Daoyou must know that the people in the Demon Realm are all ** strong, and they don't use any spells to fight with my cultivators! Well, I cultivate the exercises of the Demon Cultivation in the True Realm, etc...... Isn't it from the Demon Realm?" Fan Daomao looked vibrating.

"But ......" Xiao Hua thought about it, but after all, he didn't say it, if there is no magic in the demon world, where does the practice come from? If there is no exercise, the demon cultivation ...... Isn't it all physical cultivation?

While the two were talking, as Li Xiaowen and the others landed on the ground about a hundred zhang away from Yulian Mountain, Li Xiaowen took out a few legato notes from his arms, handed them to everyone, and admonished: "Fellow Daoists, please put away this even note." In the mí fog of this Yulian Mountain, the legato notes are very important, and if any mí is lost in the mí mist, it should all depend on this mí note!"

"Hmph, Li Daoyou's words are inappropriate, I have all entered Yulian Mountain, who knows who is not wrong......? What's the use?" said Fan Daomao indignantly.

Fan Daoyou...... Even if someone doesn't go in, it's still a poor road, because the poor road is a connecting note...... It's the main symbol, if Fan Daoyou agrees, Poor Dao will give Poor Dao's silk sac to Daoyou, how about Poor Dao waiting outside?"

"Isn't it okay for Li Daoyou to give the main talisman to Poor Dao?" Fan Daomao smiled: "Poor Dao also wants to find that treasure, so it's impossible to run away, right?"

Xiao Hua listened, his heart moved, he has always been in no direction, not to mention this kind of mí fog, even the blue sky and daylight will deviate, Fan Daomao said This method touched his heart at once, "That...... Li Daoyou, Fan Daoyou said...... There is also some truth, we just need to go in and open the silk sac, with Fan Daoyou outside, wouldn't we be much more sure?" Xiao Hua mōmō asked.

If it was before yesterday, Li Xiaowen would never have listened to Xiao Hua's words, and he must have ridiculed them without a head, but now...... Li Xiaowen was quite embarrassed, as the head of these five people, he should be fair, as he said before, if Fan Daomao does not enter this time, more and more people will definitely not go in the dangerous place in the future, and they will reach zuihou...... Only one person is left to go in, so is it worth it?

"Li Daoyou, what Xiao Daoyou said makes sense. Xun Feiyan said in a low voice: "This Yulian Mountain is not as good as the side, if it loses its direction, we will all be trapped inside, it is better to let one person stay outside, Fan Daoyou...... It's a bit of a fluke, but who let him get lucky?"

Li Xiaowen thought for a moment, sighed, and glanced at Xiao Hua intentionally or unintentionally: "There is only one silk sac on the left and right poor roads, and others have no opinions, so poor roads will agree!"

Xiao Hua knew that he was talking about himself, and said with a smile: "One step at a time is better than falling into the fog all at once!"

Li Xiaowen handed the main note to Fan Daomao, and walked towards Yulian Mountain without looking back, while Fan Daomao looked left and near, and after finding a boulder, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to breathe.

Just like the fog in the early morning, Xiao Hua followed Li Xiaowen and the others into the edge of Yulian Mountain, and when everyone's figures were swallowed up by the clouds and mist, Xiao Hua's eyes began to be white! Naturally, this is different from the ordinary white fog, the ordinary white fog is faint, and people will be fluttered by the wind as soon as they approach. But this mí fog is thick, almost as if precipitated in mid-air, not only covering people's sight, but also people's mouths and noses are submerged, and a rotten, fishy smell mixed with these fragrant smells spilled over and covered the face!

As soon as Xiao Hua smelled this strange smell, he immediately closed his mouth and nose, and no breath entered his body. This is not what worries Xiao Hua the most, the most bizarre, the fog seems to be able to block the gaze, although Xiao Hua has sharp facial features, but he can only see the scene around him about three feet, and as everyone deepens, this range is still shrinking.

"Strange, if you go inside, won't you see nothing?" Xiao Hua thought.

"Hey, that's ...... "Xiao Hua lowered his head slightly, and saw a small grass one inch high, with three leaves on its top, each leaf has a jagged edge, and the edge of the serration also grows fine fluffy hairs, and the hairs tremble slightly in the clouds, I don't know if the clouds are moving, or the Xilian grass is moving.

"Seeker friend...... Xiao Hua called in a low voice, "Is this ....... Xilian grass?"

Xun Feiyan listened, looked at Xiao Hua's fingers, and said with a smile: "Xiao Daoyou is really lucky, this is exactly what Xilian Grass, Poor Dao has seen in Yiji in Jingbo City." ”

"Hehe......" Xiao Hua looked at the jealousy on Xun Feiyan's face, and felt comfortable in his heart, but no, this brook grass is at the feet of everyone, only Xiao Hua can see it, and others ...... I didn't pay attention.

"Oh, no, here...... How can there be Xilian grass for you?" Xun Feiyan waited for Xiao Hua to quickly pick the Xilian grass from the roots, and immediately said in a low voice. RO@。