"What is this incense for?" Ma Chuan had a faint guess in his heart.

"This is called soul incense, which can temporarily attach the soul to the green smoke that is emitted, and can do things between the body and the divine sense, such as this time to distort the space to guide the treasure, and you are not afraid of being torn apart. Zhang Yuniang explained.

"I'll go get it for you. Ma Chuan thought for a moment and said.

"Or I'll go by myself, you give me the Dharma protector. Although Zhang Yuniang didn't say it explicitly, in the bottom of her heart, she also felt that Ma Chuan was incompetent.

"Well, be careful. Ma Chuan didn't say more.

Zhang Yuniang then sat down cross-legged on the boulder, inserted a small half of yellow incense into a purple incense burner, and swept the beautiful eyes under the Emei as if they were open and closed, and her divine consciousness slowly attached to the scattered green smoke.

After a few breaths, the scattered green smoke turned into a thin straight line, extending towards the faint black mist above the canyon.

Ma Chuan sat cross-legged on a boulder next to him, watching the line of green smoke that stretched into a faint black mist while watching his surroundings.

Half a day later, Zhang Yuniang's whole body trembled, a pair of beautiful eyes slowly opened, but her face was slightly pale.

"I'll do it. As soon as Ma Chuan saw it, he knew that Zhang Yuniang's divine sense on the green smoke had been damaged in the black fog that seemed to be real and illusory.

"Be careful. Zhang Yuniang hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly and agreed.

Ma Chuan's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and in the middle of the meal, there were still 1,500 transparent troops on the spiritual platform, and the establishment of three brigades.

"Brigade commander, pass on my order, leave one brigade to guard the mourning platform, and the other two brigades will all attack. Ma Chuan said secretly in his heart, so the divine consciousness of a thousand transparent troops was attached to the thin line of green smoke, and under his intentional guidance, it extended towards the black fog above the canyon.

The divine consciousness is attached to the green smoke of the soul incense, which gives Ma Chuan a very strange feeling, although there is also a feeling of being attached to the magic weapon puppet, the feeling of flesh and blood is connected, but it is difficult to control, and it is not even as arbitrary as releasing the divine consciousness alone.

However, the effective distance is incomparable to the magic puppet and the divine consciousness alone.

The green smoke was stretching into the black fog that seemed to be real and illusory, and Ma Chuan felt the tearing force and ethereal uncertainty. Fortunately, the green smoke can be torn into any shape, and it can also ensure that the divine consciousness inside does not disperse.

In addition, Ma Chuan has the experience of attaching to similar green smoke, which is the spiritual line generated by the Chaozhen Descending Saint attached to Zhuge Guo in Shushan back then. And he has a great understanding of the Pilgrim Sage, and now he can naturally control the green smoke very skillfully, so that it will not be torn apart by the distorted space, or the divine consciousness will be consumed too much.

A day later, Ma Chuan finally extended the green smoke to the location of the treasure, and the feeling during this period was like extending a very soft cotton thread to a specific position in the water, so powerless or even impossible.

At the moment when Qingyan came into contact with the Huangmang treasure, Ma Chuan, who was sitting on the boulder, was shocked.

At the same time, his divine sense saw a pale yellow snake with two wings on its back and flying through the clouds.

Ma Chuan was a little excited in his heart, and slowly used his divine sense to guide the yellow mangs to escape out of the scope of spatial distortion.

This process, like sailing against the current, is very difficult, and it is mental strength, but fortunately, Ma Chuan has the technique of seven spirits, is determined, and has very abundant mental strength.

After three days, just when Ma Chuan was exhausted and was about to lose his support, he finally used his divine sense to guide the yellow mangs to the edge of the space distortion.

Zhang Yuniang had been paying attention to the surrounding situation and Ma Chuan, as well as the yellow mangs in the faint black mist. At this time, she knew that she couldn't fall short, and as soon as the light flashed, she ran towards the faint black mist in the sky.

Then a dazzling light erupted from the black fog, like a small sun, and Zhang Yuniang quickly returned to the top of the cliff.

"Senior Brother Ma, I didn't expect that your control over your divine consciousness was still above mine. Zhang Yuniang looked at the exhausted Ma Chuan in surprise.

"By chance, I've just learned the relevant secret arts, by the way, have you got that treasure?" Ma Chuan asked seemingly normally, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

"Look at this treasure that contains the power of the Dao, it is actually an inconspicuous scale. Zhang Yuniang held a palm-sized, pale yellow scale in her hand, said unappreciatively, and then handed it to Ma Chuan.

"Scales!" Ma Chuan took the scales, and his hand trembled slightly.

"Someone's coming, let's go. Zhang Yuniang's face changed, and she glanced to the south.

"Give it back to you. Ma Chuan hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to return it to Zhang Yuniang.

"Put it there with you. "After Zhang Yuniang's jade boat artifact was destroyed, she now took out a jade plate artifact.

But it's obviously a rudimentary artifact.

"Such a treasure, it's safe to put it with you. After another fierce struggle in Ma Chuan's heart, he decided to return the scales to Zhang Yuniang.

"Then wait until you get rid of the people behind you. Zhang Yuniang seemed to trust Ma Chuan very much.

So the two of them flew towards the ruined space with all their might.

Not long after the two left, Mochizuki Gate and his party reached the top of the cliff, but there were only seven or eight people left.

The girl surnamed Han had a cold face, went to the air where Zhang Yuniang took out the scales to inspect it, and then fell to the top of the cliff, looked at the direction where Ma Chuan and Zhang Yuniang left, and said coldly: "Chase!"

The girl surnamed Han soared into the air with a light tap of her toes, and a five-zhang large rainbow bridge appeared out of thin air, and the other disciples of the Moon Gate all stood on it with interest.

As soon as the girl's heart moved, the colorful bridge turned into a colorful light and disappeared on the top of the cliff.

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Ma Chuan and Zhang Yuniang did not stop all the way, and after flying for two hours, the light around them dimmed again, and the faint black fog increased again, and the two had to give up the escape technique and move forward on the ground again according to the road map.

On this road, only Zhang Xian has come, and it has been separated for more than a hundred years, even if they follow the road map, the two have been blocked countless times and have to find another safe road.

At their feet were mountains and ravines, and beside them were countless areas of spatial distortion, as if after two days of walking through the earth at night, the spatial distortions disappeared again, and the sight of the two returned to normal, knowing that they had reached their destination.

However, it was the middle of the night, and it was actually under the cover of night, but it was very different from the kind of night in the distorted space.

Because the two of them felt that the whole earth was bathed in the bright moonlight.

Ma Chuan looked up and couldn't help but be stunned, two full moons appeared in the sky at the same time.

The small full moon emits a cold white glow, while the larger full moon exudes a silvery white glow.

"Senior Sister Zhang, is that the broken space?" Ma Chuan asked, pointing to the silver moon.

"Exactly. Zhang Yuniang had already sat down on the plain ground, ready to meditate.

"Shall we wait for them to come?" Ma Chuan also sat down, wondering whether to return the scales to Zhang Yuniang.

"The treasure that opened the broken space is not with me. Zhang Yuniang glanced at Ma Chuan.

When Ma Chuan hesitated, Mochizuki Gate and his party appeared.

"Hand over what you got over that canyon. In a flash, the girl surnamed Han appeared in front of Ma Chuan with a light body.

"That's my stuff, look for me. Zhang Yuniang didn't expect that the girl surnamed Han was not simple, not only could she arrive in advance, but also learned that they had taken the treasure over the canyon after she and Ma Chuan left.

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