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Author: Lan Qin

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The sky was gray and dark, especially above the hills, with a faint layer of black mist.

"Senior sister, what should Han Qing do?" a disciple asked.

Han Qing was lying on the ground, still not awake, only Vivi could see ghosts here, so everyone looked at Vivi with expectation.

Weiwei's eyes glowed faintly. She stared at Han Qing lying on the ground, and pointed to Han Qing's forehead with one finger. The divine light was dotted with her fingertips. A divine thought entered the depths of Han Qing's consciousness, instantly strangled the black shadow controlling Han Qing.

Wei Wei tapped Han Qing's forehead lightly, and a spiritual voice resounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, making him wake up all of a sudden.

Han Qing woke up slowly, his consciousness was still a little confused. He looked at the people watching him and said, "What do you think of me?"

"No, why do I feel a little hurt in my body?" Han Qing wanted to sit up, but suddenly realized that he could not move. He suddenly thought of the scene he had forgotten before and glared: "No, why are you so cruel to do it?"

Han Qing's consciousness returned, and the previous scenes of the battle naturally appeared in his mind. He particularly noticed that his fellow disciples who usually had a good relationship with him had the most suppression. Now the magic weapons that trap him on his body were theirs. Han Qing looked at them with a silly smile and felt no guilt at all, and there was no spiritual burden.

"Stop looking, help me unlock it!" Han Qing said depressedly.

The few people in the crowd did not take action immediately, but looked at Weiwei and said, "Senior Sister, is he okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a remnant thought," Weiwei shook her head.

"Haha, junior brother, don't blame me for being too serious. Senior brother, I'm also thinking about the safety of my fellow disciples," a burly senior brother took off the rope from Han Qing's body with an exaggerated expression.

"Senior Brother Han Qing, you know me. I'm most afraid of death," Tang Zhuo made a gesture with his little hand, and a magic talisman fell from Han Qing's body, followed by the second and third...

Tang Zhuo looked at the divine talisman in his hand and smiled with a curved eyebrow, "It's okay, it's still useful."

Han Qing was speechless.

"Brother, you know me. I can't watch ghosts occupy your body," the best friend patted Han Qing on the shoulder and said with a heavy face.

A golden ring separated from Han Qing's arm. Han Qing looked at the precious magic weapon held by his best friend and sighed in his heart that he had all his friends.

Then, magic weapons left Han Qing one after another. He lay there, looking at the sky, and didn't think about it anymore.

"Senior Brother, why can't you get up? Are there any magic weapons to suppress you?" Tang Zhuo bent down, his hands behind his back, his eyes full of curiosity.

"I'm tired, please give me a hand," Han Qing said expressionlessly.

Tang Zhuo stretched out his little hand and pulled Han Qing up. She said worriedly: "Senior Brother, you are injured, there will be no sequelae, right?"

"My heart is sad. I didn't expect you to be such a person," Han Qing jumped up and accused in grief and anger.

"Okay, okay, it's fine. Don't care about these details," Senior Brother Kuiwu comforted.

Han Qing looked up at the sky, crying and feeling extremely wronged, he was accusing God.

Weiwei's fairy eyes quietly opened, her eyes rushed into the depths, and all scenes appeared in her eyes.

Below the hills are clusters of black fog. They are trapped inside, but they cannot come out. Some of them already have some hazy consciousness, but most of the black fog is just a strange mass, floating quietly in the hills without consciousness.

Weiwei's eyes continued to explore inward until the end of her vision, and there was still a hill in front of her. Weiwei withdrew her gaze, concentrated her mind and rushed under the black soil, wanting to see what was underneath.

It was extremely dark under the black soil and there was nothing. Vivi wanted to continue exploring, but found that his divine thought was blocked by a wall.

"This kind of power is..." Wei Wei frowned. She felt that her divine thought was as if she had bumped into a piece of cold iron, which was very cold and cold, and could invade her divine thoughts.

The road was blocked, and Weiwei turned to other places. She looked down and encountered this kind of cold and cold force. It was like a wall, completely blocking the road below.

Wei Wei retracted her spiritual thoughts, and a silver lotus in her sea of ​​consciousness turned gently, completely extinguishing the cold and cold power in her spiritual thoughts.

"Can't this kind of power beneath this hill?" Weiwei guessed, her eyes were dim and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

After a long time, Vivi returned to peace. Seeing that Han Qing was still arguing with a few people, she said, "Okay, don't worry, let's go now."

Han Qing immediately stopped arguing. He had been making jokes just now, and now the business was coming. He immediately said seriously: "Okay, senior sister, what should we do now? Let's break through it all the way!"

"This place is not simple. Follow me closely and we avoid them," Vivi said calmly. She never did anything she was unsure about.

"Senior sister, what is that?" Tang Zhuo said curiously.

"An unknown creature is still very ignorant and there is no threat now," Weiwei explored the hills and found that there were no traces of corpses. They were not the gathering of evil thoughts after the death of the creatures, so Weiwei guessed that they were probably caused by the cold and cold force.

"Why can't we see it?"

"Maybe it has not yet taken shape," Weiwei smiled. Seeing that everyone was really curious, she simulated a picture in front of her with her divine thoughts.

"Wow, so that's it, why do I think it's a little cute?"

"Cute," someone immediately retorted.

"Hehe, no one else has noticed it in the past. It seems that we are the first to know. Telling the head of the sect should be able to exchange for a lot of cultivation resources," a disciple said happily.

Qianshan Blessed Land is an abandoned place. Most of the disciples who come to explore every year cannot find opportunities. It is just because this place is special, only monks from the Wheel Sea Secret Realm are allowed to enter. If monks from the Dao Palace Secret Realm enter, the blessed land either collapses or expels the Dao Palace monks. Therefore, the heads of the six major cave heavens are obsessed with exploring this place, thinking what if there is really a chance?

The head of the sect thought so, but the disciples did not think so. Their thoughts were just the opposite. They believed that this place was desolate. In the early years, the legends that some disciples got opportunities were mostly deceitful. The reason why it was widely circulated was to make them willingly search for it. However, with the changes of time, more and more disciples did not believe this.

They believe there is no chance here unless...

Although some people still have the idea of ​​luck in their hearts, they know very well that this is just an unrealistic fantasy!

It is said that this place has been explored by those sects, but they have not discovered anything, let alone the six caves in Yan State.

If the blessings of thousands of mountains and mountains were not useful enough, how could it be the turn of the six cave heavens to explore? Moreover, the exploration of the six cave heavens has been hundreds of years, and those predecessors cannot find them, let alone such a useless self?

They are very self-aware, so they follow the large army. If there is an opportunity, they can take it, and if they can't, they can see it. If they can't, they can take it. If there is no hope, there will be no disappointment.

Weiwei put away the picture and said, "Follow me closely and try not to mess with them."

Weiwei walked forward first, with many disciples gathered behind her and stepped into this area.

Weiwei turned left and right, walking along the way, just walking beside the unconscious black fog. Her eyes glowed, and all the hills disappeared in her eyes, showing the most original appearance.

The hills that Vivi passed by were big and small, but there was no black fog. Her disciples also understood that ghosts did not exist based on the size of the hills.

When they entered this area, they felt the cold atmosphere here more intimately, as if a genius in the dark touched them.

"Yeah!" Weiwei suddenly felt a breath, and she suddenly looked there. She hadn't noticed it before, but now she was approaching there, she felt that something strange seemed to be alive there.

"Let's go, there's a treasure!" Weiwei stood up in the rainbow and asked the disciples behind her to follow him quickly.

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up instantly. They quickly took off and chased Weiwei.

They did not use divine power before, because they were scarce and could not last long for a long time; the other was that the blessed land of thousands of mountains and mountains were strange, and the essence of life was exhausted, so it was difficult to replenish divine power.

Now when you hear there are treasures, you will naturally ignore them and speed up to arrive first.

Several sacred rainbows passed by the hills, like meteors, and arrived at their destination instantly.

During this period, there was a black fog trying to stop it, but it was knocked back by a wave of light from Weiwei, causing its body to dissipate a little.

When Weiwei landed, she saw a mud pool ahead, and a strange rock in the middle of the mud pool, and a strange flower on it.

The breath that Weiwei felt was emitted by the strange flowers. Her eyes stared at the strange flowers, recalling the books she had read, to see if there was any record of this flower.

"Is it that kind of flower?" Wei Wei's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly remembered some legend.

(End of this chapter)
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