For Chu Xinghe to arrive here so quickly, all the foundation-building monks present were confused.
The place where the Black Crane Sect is located is seventy or eighty thousand miles away from the Biyou Valley. In such a remote place, even if the Chengdan cultivator was flying at full speed, he would not be able to reach this place within a few days.
The strange phenomenon occurred in Biyou Valley only for three or four days. Even if Black Crane Sect knew about it from the beginning, it would be difficult for Chu Xinghe to appear here at this time.
This Alchemy Monk can appear in Biyou Valley because he did not come here from the Black Crane Sect. He left his training place a few months ago and went out to look for a rare spiritual grass.
After some searching, he didn't get what he wanted. In desperation, he wanted to return to the sect. When he paused in a hidden villa of the sect, he received a transmission note and was told that he was in the Blue Valley.
what happened.
The psychic treasure is something that is rare to see for thousands of years. As soon as he received this news, Chu Xinghe immediately gave up the idea of returning to the sect and set off directly to Biyou Valley.
After two days of non-stop flying at full strength, we arrived at Biyou Valley today. As soon as we arrived here, we saw two groups of monks wanting to fight here. So we stopped the two sects.
Chu Xinghe appeared here, and no one of the monks from Lingxu Sect and Baicao Sect dared to take action again. They put away their treasures and returned behind their respective heads. The tense situation just now disappeared immediately.
Thousands of casual cultivators, led by the foundation-building cultivators, hurriedly came over to pay their respects. When the Yichengdan cultivator appeared in front of him, everyone was fawning over him.
As soon as Chu Xinghe stood still, he waved his hand to stop everyone's flattery. He did not look at the monks present, but looked at the colorful clouds several miles away in front of him with a hint of doubt on his face.
After a long cup of tea, he looked away, with a solemn expression on his face, and said slowly:
"Fellow Daoist Cangwu and Daoist Nanyu, I have heard about the affairs between your two sects, but this is not the place to resolve the dispute. We all need to work together to deal with this colorful ghost mist."
After hearing what Chu Xinghe said, the foundation-building monks present were shocked and Cang Wuzi even asked in a trembling voice: "What? Senior is saying that there is something weird about this mist, not that some psychic treasure is about to appear in the world?"
This place is within the scope of Wushan. If a difficult ghost really comes out, the first person to be attacked by it will undoubtedly be his Baicaomen.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Cangwu, don't be anxious. I can't judge the good or bad of this mist. It's very possible that there is a spiritual treasure inside it."
"However, when I carefully scanned the mist just now, my mind has been restless. This situation really puzzles me. I think that after cultivating to such a state, my mind is already extremely tough, and I will never be mentally unstable.
Things."
"Whether there is anything strange in this mist, I still need all of you to go and explore together."
After listening to the words of Chengdan monk named Chu, all the monks present were whispering. Although the old man could not judge whether there was a psychic treasure in the colorful mist, he could not judge whether it was good or bad.
For those who are cultivating immortals, they are going against the will of heaven and know the principle of seeking wealth and wealth in danger. Although monks regard their lives as extremely precious, there is no difference. If they only practice step by step, it will never be possible to go far on the road of cultivating immortals.
The canyon in front of us is dozens of miles in diameter. Such a large area is too huge for the thousands of monks here. If a treasure can be found in it, even the Qi-gathering monks can escape safely without being known to others.
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"Haha, I want to search inside. I wonder what fellow Taoists are planning to do?" Chu Xinghe saw everyone's expressions constantly changing, so he laughed and said.
"Senior, I don't know. There is an unbearable stench within the five-colored mist. Even us monks who enter it will be greatly affected. Moreover, within the mist, our spiritual consciousness is extremely restricted. We can only detect a distance of twenty feet.
This is very detrimental to us. I wonder if seniors can do anything about it?"
Cang Wuzi pondered for a while and said respectfully. For him, no matter whether there is a psychic thing or a difficult ghost inside, they Baicao Sect must find out. Otherwise, even if they sleep, it will be difficult.
"What's so difficult about this? Even though the consciousness cannot be far away within the mist, the sound will not be affected by it. As long as the few of you are not too far apart, you can take care of each other if there is any danger."
Chu Xinghe seemed to have thought of this a long time ago and answered without hesitation.
Hearing this, all the foundation-building monks nodded slightly. In Quzhou, for tens of thousands of years, no difficult ghosts have been heard of appearing there. Therefore, the colorful mist in everyone's mind created a psychic treasure.
Maybe I still believe it a lot.
Most of the monks actually agreed with the idea of entering it to find out what was going on.
Seeing that everyone was eager to try, Chu Xinghe's face turned cold. He glanced at the monks among them and said in a deep voice: "In this mist, it is difficult to distinguish between good and bad. I consider everyone's lives. According to me, the energy gathering period is below the ninth level.
Monk, it’s better not to enter it.”
After hearing this, the monks on the ninth floor of the Qi Gathering Stage suddenly became commotion, but after a while, most of the monks bowed and saluted and left the place. However, there were still dozens of low-level monks standing in the distance, looking reluctant to leave.
state.
Chu Xinghe did not give any more advice, but pondered for a moment and said softly: "Fellow Taoists who enter, it is best for the foundation-building monks to work together, and for the Qi-gathering monks, it is best for ten or twenty people to explore together.
.If something unexpected happens, we can take care of you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored everyone, and with a flicker of his body, he walked towards the colorful mist in the distance. In a moment, he disappeared into the mist and disappeared.
Seeing this, the heads of the three major sects no longer hesitated. After consulting with the elders, they each led their monks towards the location of the mist.
After a moment's hesitation, the remaining hundreds of casual cultivators formed their own teams, and followed them into the colorful clouds.
At that moment, the place was bustling with people and heads shaking, but it was completely deserted before I could have a cup of tea.
Just when the monks were rushing into the colorful clouds for a cup of tea, in a dense mountain forest, wrapped in a ball of yellow light, a young man in a green shirt slowly revealed his figure.
There is no doubt that this is Qin Fengming who has been hiding here for a long time.
Qin Fengming did not miss a word of what the monk surnamed Chu said. The old man's judgment was the same as his own. He also had no idea what was inside the colorful clouds.
Looking at the rolling clouds and mists in the distance, Qin Fengming felt dumbfounded, unable to decide what to do for a long time.
