On the side is the beautiful scenery of the capital of the Northern Jin Dynasty, Ji Lingsheng just glanced at it from a distance, but he also felt that it was not much different from the golden bricks and jade tiles of Siyue City, without those carved railings and paintings, but it highlighted the majestic momentum outside the plug, presumably standing on the tower of this city, even a layman like Ji Lingsheng can write a good poem.

It's a pity that Ji Lingsheng didn't have time to stop the horse and admire, after a few glances of amazement, he left like wind and smoke, standing on the back of the horse, Ji Lingsheng's hands drew a circle back and forth, and the yellow sand drawn by the aura was rolled up between his hands, and occasionally turned into a dragon head, but it only lasted for a few breaths and then dispersed, and the slightest carelessness would blow up the yellow sand all over the sky, and the poor black wind was full of dust when he breathed.

Ji Lingsheng, the initiator, finally finished his work, the yellow sand was blown away by the wind, and the dusty Ji Lingsheng was able to see the complaining eyes cast by the black wind from time to time, caressing the black wind mane, Ji Lingsheng looked back, and his expression couldn't help but be solemn. Kept driving more than 3,000 miles, even if the people and horses alternately marched, but the eyes were open and closed in the bumpy, any person who was beaten with iron may not be able to bear this crime, last night I wanted to take a nap on the way and then go, but I was awakened by a murderous aura in my sleep, and Ji Lingsheng, whose back was soaked, hurriedly woke up the sleepy black wind, and ran wildly all the way, until the sky was bright and the back of my head was gone, and the chill of being peeped at by poisonous snakes was gone.

This Immortal Sect Sect Master can be so relentless, but Ji Ling's business is beyond expectations, I thought that the real great perseverance and great perseverance in the world is not the only one, and none of them must be able to say it, he can sit quietly on Qingyun Peak for five years, it can be regarded as a small creation, barely half of it, and this is just a few dozen people Who is the sect master of a small sect? He has such patience to deal with a small shrimp, and he will not let go of chasing for three thousand miles.

Ji Lingsheng was a little puzzled, although he said that he had broken some face on that person, but he would not be forced to such a point, could it be that the people who cultivate the Tao are so brainless, and they can't get out as soon as they get into the tip of the horns? Putting aside the confusion, Ji Lingsheng looked up at the strange scene in front of him, the road ahead should have been a verdant mountain forest comparable to the West Mountain, but after being covered by the fog that covered the sky and the sun, it was more like a quagmire land with no living creatures.

I don't know why, Ji Lingsheng suddenly remembered the killing array on the ghost mountain and the mangrove forest, and of course, the cold princess who stood proudly in the snow, thinking of Yue Ziming, Ji Lingsheng's brows tightened and loosened, and when he saw each other in the future, it was estimated that he would turn against each other again, thinking of this, Ji Lingsheng, who was full of stubble, couldn't help laughing.

The woods shrouded in fog can not see the edge at a glance, and the fog connected with the white clouds in the sky naturally has no boundary, it is said that this is still the year of the contraction of the fog area, and you can also explore the true face of Lushan in the fog area, in the past few years, not to mention the forest, even the fallen leaves can not be seen.

Looking at the majestic mist that connected the heavens and the earth, Ji Lingsheng, who was once again pressed by the killing machine behind him, finally showed a smile, this was his last strategy when discussing with Zang Xingji, it is rumored that in the fog area, the Daluo Immortals can get lost, as long as they escape into the fog area, the Immortal Sect Master has great ability.

Ji Lingsheng took out half a piece of cooked meat from the empty sac and stuffed it into Hei Feng's mouth, Hei Feng, who was still languishing, immediately came to his senses, and after swallowing the meat taste in two bites, he hissed, and his palm-sized hooves rained down like raindrops, rushing towards the fog area with the momentum of wind and thunder.

Outside the woods, there are dozens of people camped, all of them take advantage of the fog to dissipate to try their luck old oil, after all, the fog area is not famous for those annoying fog, but the natural treasures that grow in the fog, as long as such a thing is found, it is a windfall for any ordinary people in the Northern Jin Dynasty, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they have no worries about food and clothing in this life.

So taking advantage of the retreat of the fog area to pick up treasures seems to have become the tradition of the Northern Jin Dynasty, and even many caravans from other countries do not hesitate to spend a lot of money to hit the official mansion of the Northern Jin Dynasty to fish in troubled waters, but it is a dangerous place that the monks dare not trespass, mortals naturally do not have the courage to go deep, only dare to go around the periphery where the fog recedes, but the peripheral areas have long been looted by the Northern Jin Dynasty army that has been waiting for rabbits all year round, and the difficulty of ordinary people trying to pick up the leak is tantamount to finding a needle in the sea.

As a result, the veteran herb pickers began to take risks and started the idea of the fog area, but it was only a superficial exploration, usually with a hundred zhang long straw rope tied to the body, walking around in the circle that was no more than a hundred zhang away, taking away everything that could be taken away, and waiting until the fog area expanded to pick up how much, and a few of the good things depended on the will of God.

In the fog area, the farthest visible to the naked eye is only a few feet away, once you enter the fog area, you are no different from a blind man, which is why there is no way to follow here, so the grass rope can be said to be the premise of the survival of these treasure hunters.

In the camp, a young man lazily tied a straw rope to his waist, and at the same time complained to the middle-aged man in the distance: "Third uncle, how uncomfortable this thing is, I think we should not get it." ”

The middle-aged man pretended to be angry and said, "No, I don't know how your kid died!" The woman who was helping the man tie the rope on the side immediately slapped her man and scolded: "Speak auspiciously! Dong'er is young, don't you know how to teach it well? ”

Seeing that the third aunt was supporting him, the young man looked more and more proud, and pouted: "Why don't you just go in and find the baby?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled anxiously, pointed to a wooden stake in the distance, and said, "If you can touch the stake when you walk over with your eyes closed, I will let you go in without a rope." ”

The young man didn't say a word, covered his eyes with one hand and walked there, the result was obvious, 108,000 miles away from the stake, the young man was not convinced, trotted back and walked twice, swaying or a big difference, had to give up, looking at the smug gesture of the middle-aged man, the young man asked in a low voice: "It's not okay to make a mark on the tree?"

The middle-aged man put on a posture of a passer-by, and said, "You can see such a fog?

Seeing that the young man was deflated, the middle-aged woman came out to explain the scene and said: "Dong'er, don't look at your third uncle like that, he came out of the same mold with you back then, shouting that he could recognize the way, but it didn't go far before your grandfather was caught back, hung on a tree and beaten half to death." But in the final analysis, your third uncle is always for your good, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, this rope still has to be tied. ”

The young man smiled and nodded, and gave the middle-aged man a teasing look, the man was a little annoyed, and the young man asked again: "Third uncle, it doesn't matter if we can't see the road, don't you just ride a horse that knows the way?" ”

Being so troubled by his mother-in-law, the man couldn't show his majesty at all, so he had to reply angrily: "Let's go to collect medicine, let's not mention that you can walk in the fog area, even if there is, let the horse walk around, and those priceless things must not all be trampled on?"

Before the words fell, a black shadow with a strong wind rushed between the two, the two couldn't help but look at each other, the young man turned his head to look at the back of the peerless horse, and always felt that he couldn't relax.

Ji Lingsheng plunged into the gloomy forest, glanced back, didn't look at those mortals who were in a daze, but on the horizon farther away, there was a faint black shadow shaking, I didn't have to see it clearly, one person and one horse rushed into the fog, and the surroundings became white.

In the direction that Ji Lingsheng was looking at, a black-robed Taoist priest's robe swelled into a round, and the momentum was a pause, and he actually stopped galloping, but the strange thing was that the Taoist priest only sputtered a little dust from his toes, and there was no extra movement. Running all the way from the border of the Northern Jin Dynasty to the fog area, the Taoist priest did not show a trace of fatigue on his face, and the Taoist priest who came on a leisurely stroll did not continue to pursue, but just watched Ji Lingsheng's back disappear into the fog.

Under the scorching sun, I stood for about a few incense sticks, and two black shadows came out from the east, much slower than when the Taoist priest came, but the movement was amazingly loud, and flying sand and stones could be seen from a few miles away. The people who came were two old men who were not well-dressed, one had a calm face, the other had a red face, and the two of them ran to the Taoist priest's side at the same time, and bowed down together, "See the sect master!"

The black-robed Taoist priest bowed his head slightly, and said, "You let him escape?", his voice was not sharp or flat, but he felt that it made the first hearer awkward and uncomfortable.

The two people who bent down and bowed their heads had a guilty face, and their expressions were calm, and the man was still holding his fists, and said: "That disciple with a foreign surname fled into the fog area from the east, we don't dare to go in vain, so we simply come to the sect master's reinstatement and then make plans, right, Liu Xianfeng?", the old man with a still angry face also hugged his fists again, "I can't do things well, and I still hope that the sect master Haihan!"

Immortal Sect Master Yuan Qi waved his hand and asked again, "Why are you angry?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and his anger was even stronger, and the old man who was also worshiped by the Immortal Sect on the side smiled dumbly, and said: "Liu Xianfeng is still angry, the sect master should listen to the Tao." The kid who made the sword was as slippery as a fish, I chased Liu Xianfeng for a few days and didn't catch up, and finally met him in the fog area, if the kid escaped like a mouse, Liu Xianfeng's cultivation will naturally not be angry, but that kid is really should be killed, his mouth is crazy, and he also poured urine on Liu Xianfeng, if it was me, I can't wait to kill that kid and then quickly!"

Yuan Qi nodded slightly after hearing this, and ordered: "You go back first, the kid with the sword still has the medicine I planted, and I will take care of it." ”

The two old men happily accepted the order, and the white-faced old man did not forget to remind: "Sect Master, the other person has a treasure that disturbs people's minds, I'm afraid there are some great things, please be careful." After saying that, the two of them bent down and took a few steps back, and then ran south.

Looking at the sky-high mist, Yuan Qi said to himself: "I don't know what treasure is in your green jade bottle, it can disturb the Dao heart of this seat, and this seat personally chased you from the Qi country to the Northern Jin Dynasty, but it will not be in vain." ”