According to speculation, this mist spirit may have two forms. One is a ball of white gas, integrated with the white mist.
After Xiao Lingxi advances, when he uses his hidden magical power, he will exist in this gaseous form and be integrated with the surrounding environment.
There is another form, which is similar to Xumi Mustard Seed.
This form is more difficult to detect. It may be a very small grain of ordinary sand or a very fine drop of water vapor floating in the air.
If the mist spirit can already exist in the form of a mustard seed, finding it within a radius of several hundred miles would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.
After searching for about three hours, the sky had darkened, and Mu Sheng was impatient to wait.
"Is the fog spirit still there?" Mu Sheng asked from high in the sky.
"Here you are." Wu Ling responded with a deliberate yawn.
"You are not allowed to attack my apprentice, otherwise you will die immediately. Oh, and you are not allowed to torture my apprentice's cousin. As for the rest, you can take care of it yourself." Mu Sheng warned him a few more words, leaving the ninth level behind.
Lei Yihu held the battle here, and he summoned Ancestor Qi Si and asked him to escort him back to the sect.
In the past year or two, many alchemists have disappeared inexplicably, which is a good thing done by the demons.
The two ancestors Qi Si and Qi Xian arrived together to protect Mu Sheng back to the sect.
The Tianyin Sect had just died of an old monster who had crossed the tribulation, and the Huayan Sect was ready to retaliate at any time, so they had to be careful.
When Mu Sheng returned to the sect, the picture of the master covering his face was already on sale in Tianyun Zongfang Market, but he didn't know about it yet.
Time flies and three days pass.
The Wuling took a nap on the pear tree.
An Qingli and his party were still searching in the white mist.
The fog was so thick that even if I used my spiritual consciousness to check, it would be completely white.
It started to rain again.
Raindrops gathered from the treetops and fell, leaving a muddy mess under our feet.
Xiao Huzi went to the spirit beast bag and took inventory of the storage bag he had obtained not long ago. He didn't care much about the mist spirit.
In any case, whether the Supreme Good will accept the mist spirit or not, it has nothing to do with it as a spiritual stone.
An Qingli held up the spiritual energy shield and stood on the back of the eighth-level Thunder Winged Tiger.
The eighth-level Thunder Wing Tiger also has a faint aura to protect its body. Its four claws are in the air, and its whole body is not stained by a drop of cold rain.
In the eyes of the Overcoming Tribulation Realm, every drop of cold rain has a different shape, and the falling trajectory of each drop of cold rain can be traced. If the falling trajectory of the cold rain is slightly strange, the Overcoming Tribulation Realm will be able to detect it immediately.
However, the three people who crossed the border searched this area carefully for three days, but they still had no clue.
Little Lingxi is also worried.
It is good at seeing through illusions. If the mist spirit existed as a mist, it would be able to detect it.
However, the mist spirit is mostly in the form of Sumeru mustard seeds, hiding in a corner of a corner, or blocked by something heavy. With its current fifth-level cultivation, even if it has its psychic eyes turned on, it can't do anything.
"There's no rush, there are still four days, let's take our time." An Qingli comforted the impatient little Lingxi, "Besides, we only promised to help, we are not promising to help, we just do our best."
The little Lingxi looked out with wide eyes, and kept stuffing poison pills into its mouth. It wanted to break through to the sixth level quickly so that its Lingxi eyes could see farther and clearer.
The second-level Xiao Jintan fell ill and fell on Xiao Lingxi.
It consumes a lot of essence to remove the demonic energy from Xiao Kongjian, and damages the foundation, just like a monk damages the meridians and fails to recover.
When it first followed An Qingli, it took ten years to successfully break through to the fourth level. However, after its foundation was damaged, it only took ten years for it to recover to the second level.
Although I had been mentally prepared for it, when I actually faced the consequences, I still shed tears of bitterness.
It’s also thanks to the fact that his family is good at raising trees and often takes the time to care for it. Otherwise, it would be difficult for it to return to the second level.
"Qingli." Xiao Jintan said.
"Yes." An Qingli responded calmly.
"Then if you help Shangshan find the Wuling, remember to ask him for the spirit stone."
Xiao Jintan, whose foundation has been damaged, is like a sieve. He needs to use several times more spiritual stones than before to store the corresponding spiritual power.
"I've remembered it, for sure." An Qingli raised his lips almost invisible.
Shangshan looked at the cold rain in front of him and noticed a slight movement in the expression on An Qingli's face, so he sent a message and said, "Have you discovered anything, Grandmaster's beloved disciple?"
An Qingli sent a message and replied: "Not yet. However, the fog spirit probably exists as a tiny drop of water vapor. Only when the water vapor moves abnormally can we discover it."
That kind of tiny water vapor cannot be seen by ordinary people, even Qi-training and foundation-building monks may not be able to see it.
Shang Shan narrowed his eyelashes and said thoughtfully: "Can I send a message to An Qingjin?"
"No." An Qingli had already tried it.
Shang Shan slightly frowned his beautiful long eyebrows, half of the time for the bet had passed, and he could not let things go.
The little Pegasus stared at Shangshan, not at his face, but at the luck on his head.
Qi Gao looked at Qi Min and shook his head.
If the fog spirit was within a few feet, it might be enough to detect it, but if it was too far away, it would be beyond its reach.
Shangshan sent a message to An Qingli and said: "Master and beloved disciple, if you were the mist spirit, would you hide and remain motionless, or follow us with the wind all the way?"
An Qingli turned around and looked at Shangshan, who had a little worry on his face. He thought about the message and said, "If I were that mist spirit, of course I would follow us all the way. Maybe I would even follow you specially, Shangshan Zhenjun."
behind."
And according to Wu Ling's virtue of coveting beauty, he might just stick it on Shang Shan's lips and take advantage of Fang Ze.
However, the mist spirit should not be so bold as to dare to appear in the Tribulation Realm's sight at such a close distance.
The mist spirit under the pear tree was very angry. The little Zhuji kept staring at its superior, wondering what he was doing.
"Master loves his disciples so much." Shangshan suddenly trembled his eyelashes and looked at An Qingli and smiled calmly, with a hint of doting in his smile.
The entire white mist forest seemed to lose its color due to this.
Little Lingxi was confused as to why this great deity was smiling so charmingly at this moment.
Is it to seduce his Qingli?
Xiaojin Tankou proclaimed the Buddha's name and sighed that male lust is tempting. It's a good thing that the master is not here, otherwise I don't know what kind of trouble there would be.
"Huh? What the hell?"
An Qingli had goosebumps all over his body, and felt that Shangshan's sudden smile made him laugh inexplicably.
This Shangshan doesn't like to laugh and is a cold person, especially in Fengyu Secret Realm. He also threatened An Qingli and wanted to destroy her family, so An Qingli's impression of Shangshan always remained at the level of cuteness.
Don't look at it from a distance.
Even Master Mu Sheng only patted Shangshan on the shoulder once. When he patted his shoulder the second time, Shangshan avoided him with disgust.
Furthermore, this Supreme Being is a ruthless person and will never show mercy when he is tempted to kill.
Such a ruthless man suddenly smiled lovingly at others, which really shocked people.
"It's rainy and windy, but it's cold?" Shangshan said softly with a fond smile on his face as he walked slowly towards An Qingli.
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