Today I hold the world

Looking down from the sky, there is almost no clear area in the whole of Fuzhou. It is all gray and foggy, and it is very thin. If you don't go deep into it, it is difficult to see the true face.

It has been five days since Zhong Ziyan and the others left Xincheng, Jiangbei, and they came to the border of Fuzhou at noon, planning to find a hilltop to rest for a while.

Zhong Shouyi's brother and sister were arranged by Zhong Ziyan to temporarily live in Yanbo Ancient Temple outside Xincheng. According to estimates, Gu Santong will go there soon, and they are not afraid of any danger they will encounter.

It was inconvenient to take the two children with me when I went out to do business. Before leaving, Zhong Ziyan left a lot of treasures for Zhong Shouyi to save his life, and even arranged the mountain with a maze. not going.

At this time, the three of them were supplementing with spiritual energy pills, Tao Hanting looked at the mist in the distance, frowned and said bitterly:

"The first two times I passed by in a hurry. I only felt that there were several dangerous auras here. They must be monsters and spirits who came from elsewhere. Qingling Mountain is the third-level top-grade spiritual land. If the spiritual veins are damaged and leaked, it should be taken away. The entire Liu family seizes their bones and ashes!"

Anyone whose property is robbed and ruined by others will feel deep resentment, the more Tao Hanting thinks about it, the angrier he gets.

Chang Zizai took a sip of his drink and said, "Don't get angry, maybe it's the birth of other rare treasures that makes this huge area dense with mist, making it hard to see the scene clearly."

Zhong Ziyan stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"Check it out slowly. We still have a lot of time. During the trip to the Liang Kingdom, I already felt a little vague opportunity to condense alchemy. I secretly feel that this trip will definitely have a good result."

"Oh? If the sect master can form alchemy, our sect will have more authority in Huaishan. When the time comes to lead the troops back east, why worry about not having enough manpower? Hahaha."

Tao Hanting laughed happily when he heard the words, even Chang Zizai became more confident.

Zhong Ziyan responded with a chuckle, and arranged for the two to have a good rest. Once they enter Fuzhou, they must be cautious.

Although on the surface he encouraged the two people who were walking together, he sighed in his heart that things were far from as good as he said.

Although he did feel the sign of opportunities for condensing pills, it was also accompanied by a deep sense of crisis. The palpitations in his chest already showed that he would encounter great danger if he went down this road, but how could he tell the two of them this kind of thing.

Even an ordinary general must have the quality of going forward bravely and not being afraid of dangers. As the head teacher of the cultivation sect, how could he advise his disciples to retreat quickly because he felt in danger.

Therefore, it is necessary to boost morale. Great dangers are often accompanied by great rewards. Zhong Ziyan has lived for more than [-] years and has experienced many storms. How can he not dare to take a step because of fear.

The three of them rested until the afternoon, then set foot on the back of Bi You Jing and went straight into the miasma in Fuzhou.

Touring Fuzhou is only the first step. Once they figure out what happened here, they will soon go to the three mountain gates leading to the Puyang River. There is geometry.

Fuzhou has always had many mountains and many lakes. Because there is a third-order top-grade spiritual land, Qingling Mountain, some strange creatures and plants are born from time to time in the surrounding woodland fish ponds.

In the middle of the night, the three of them landed in a woods by a lake, and Tao Hanting cast a trick to dispel the fog, and the miasma in a five-mile radius was dispersed, leaving only a rough outcropping tree wrapped in dense fog in the center of the lake.

Chang Zizai flew to the lake in two steps, quickly pulled out the gray giant tree, brought it in front of Zhong Ziyan, and asked, "Master, what is this thing that can cause miasma due to the endless energy source?"

Tao Hanting was also quite curious, he had done business in Huanglongdian for a long time, but he had never seen such a thing.

Zhong Ziyan stroked his beard with his hands behind his back to observe, and saw that the giant tree was as thick as an arm's length, three feet long, with twisted tendons at the root. Recalling the ancient books he had read in the past, he calmly said:

"This should be a young species of [Mogenbud]. It is recorded in ancient books that it can devour spirits and produce poisonous miasma. It transforms very quickly. Once it grows, its branches and leaves can foster groups of beasts."

"Ah, so that group of black miscellaneous hairs were fed by this thing?" Chang Zizai recalled the scene when he rescued Zhong Shouyi at the beginning. Those black-feathered human sculptures walking on land all had a strange aura. .

Tao Hanting said: "From this point of view, since this thing is the chief culprit of Fuzhou being covered by miasma and fog, it must be someone who deliberately planted it. What's the intention?"

Zhong Ziyan pondered for a moment, and guessed: "The ink root buds are evil things, and most of the people who cast them are not orthodox disciples of the Taoist school, and if they belong to the heretical cultivators, most of them are only for profit.

Burn him first! "

Chang Zi spit out red flames from his mouth, directly burning the giant tree into ashes.

Zhong Ziyan thought of another established fact: "Ordinary people in Fuzhou have been expelled from the local area. They must not be demons who did this behavior. It seems that there is another disaster in Qingling Mountain."

Tao Hanting looked at the night: "Master, it's not too late, let's go to Qingling Mountain to have a look, maybe we will find out the truth when we get there."

Zhong Ziyan nodded and wanted to call the two of them to take off, but suddenly used the method of sealing the spirit to hide.

Tao Hanting was still surprised, but he saw Chang Zizai pointing at the two figures that flew here leisurely in the night. Although the two figures were ostentatious on the surface, their timidity and caution were revealed by their heads looking left and right from time to time.

"Zhu Mingkong, you should be faster. You dragged me so far in the middle of the night, and you are almost at your destination, but you procrastinated. What a waste!"

The voice was full of dissatisfaction and complaints from the elder brother to the younger brother. The figure called "Zhu Mingkong" got closer and closer, and his appearance gradually became clear. He was less than half the height of a person, and his face and head were no different from those of an eight or nine-year-old child. .

Zhong Ziyan and the three of them watched calmly in the woods. The other of the two was tall, thin and tall, carrying a black iron sword on his back, and several cloth bags on the three-color Taoist robe were particularly obvious.

"Brother Li, don't worry, I'm checking to see if there are other pheasants and hares around. If someone crosses the bar, we will lose."

Although Zhu Mingkong looked like a child, his eyes were particularly bright.

Judging from his expression, he doesn't have any fear of the tall and thin man beside him, maybe the two of them have stayed together all year round and have already gotten used to each other's way of communicating.

The young man surnamed Li put his wrist on his chest and urged, "Hurry up and don't dawdle."

Zhu Mingkong was wearing a Qingkong Taoist uniform one size larger than himself, clasped his hands together, and recited the mantra silently, with an extremely serious and labored expression on his small face.

"Qianyuan imperial edict, make more treasures!"

After a while, the golden light in his hand shone, and a phantom of a golden copper coin covered the entire small lake. As time elongated, the phantom radiated downward suction power, and several rusty swords and a long bar in the water The wooden box was pulled out.

"Hey, do you really have treasures?" The young man surnamed Li quickly took those things into his hands.

Zhu Mingkong stopped the technique, rubbed his small hands on his body twice, and quickly approached the young man surnamed Li, "Brother Li, what good things do you have?"

The two of them picked and picked by the lake like thieves who had just successfully robbed a tomb. In the end, the young man surnamed Li threw all the swords aside and cursed:

"There's even a broken sword made of human bones. What the hell are they? It's really unlucky for me to make a trip in the middle of the night for nothing."

Zhu Mingkong persuaded: "Brother Li, isn't there a mahogany box, open it and have a look?"

The young man surnamed Li raised his hand and broke it casually, but he didn't break it.

"Huh?" After breaking it two or three times in a row, he cursed angrily, "Why can't you take apart the broken thing?"

Zhu Mingkong meditated for a moment, and with both hands, the aura gathered, and he hit the wooden box with one finger. The wooden box vibrated with a 'click', and the inside revealed emerald green light.

The two stared in shock, quickly opened the wooden box, and took out the emerald green dagger inside, the young man surnamed Li beamed with joy:

"First-rank top-rank! You've made a lot of money, good luck, little Yinbaoer, your spell has finally manifested this time."

"Hey, it's earned." Zhu Mingkong himself was very happy.

The two brothers were as happy as children who had dug a treasure for the first time. When they were about to pack up their things and leave quickly, a middle-aged Taoist with a simple and honest big nose suddenly appeared behind him, "Tsk tsk, what a good thing!"

The scalps of the two immediately exploded. In this dark night, whoever suddenly appeared behind them must not scare anyone to death.

"Oh my god, ghost!" Zhu Mingkong was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. The young man surnamed Li had just run out for a few steps, but when he turned around and saw that his partner and brother had weak legs and couldn't walk, he turned around and summoned up courage to walk to Chang Zizai. Mentioned his brother in front of him, then performed the salute, turned around trembling and wanted to retreat.

Chang Zizai took a sip of wine from the gourd, "Let's go now?"

The young man surnamed Li raised his legs and ran away quickly. After running for a long time, he looked down and saw that he hadn't made a single step at all, so he had to turn around with his head bowed, showing a mournful expression.