Hou Ying observed all night long. What he actually observed was not only the colorful magic of Anhe Taoism, but more importantly, he was observing the situation of the ghosts.
What worries him is that although there are endless ghosts appearing throughout the night, there are very few of them with higher realms; in simple comparison, they are weaker than the time he and the lantern were. If the purpose is to obtain soul beads, this night
The harvest will be very small. Despite the vigorous killing, the real harvest will be limited.
Why is this happening? One possibility is that the meeting between him and the lantern monk had a considerable impact on the ghosts here, but he thinks this is unlikely; another possibility is that this is the ghost ghosts in some high-level meeting
Show weakness to the enemy under the control of existence?
Could this be the case?
Anhe Taoist Sect and Huncheng Sect are not aware of these circumstances; Uncle Zheng has been enjoying himself in Jincheng all year round and has not been to Yinling for decades. Of course, he doesn't know either because he is a big boss.
He knew that his views were not self-explanatory. Different realms would lead to different starting points for looking at problems. The fearful path in his eyes might be a smooth path in front of Tongxuan Shangxiu, so he knew it and did not suggest it again. It was in vain, so why bother?
One important thing is that he also recognizes that the three Tongxuan masters can control the situation. In this case, it is better not to be annoying by talking too much.
At noon, the two teams continued to go deeper into the new place chosen by the three superiors. It was several hills deeper than the original place and was almost approaching the core area of Ximeng Mountain.
Thank God, the eight lower cultivators are still too arrogant. We have not moved the fighting arena back to the real core area. That is our minimum caution.
...Under the ground, the ghost fog is getting thicker and thicker, and Hou Ying's mood is getting more and more exciting. I know that it is the safest time? I also know that the eight lower cultivators will continue to try tomorrow.
Practice? But for the sake of danger, it would be better to do it early if there is no preparation. At least it will not be a false alarm and it will just burn less firewood.
Hou Ying sighed, "There are not eight subordinates here, but you have to worry about that. You are just doing your duty and you dare to be careless."
..... In the sky of a hundred feet, eight magic weapons were hovering in the sky. Uncle Zheng frowned, "It's the ghost mist of Ximeng! It's something that has appeared for hundreds of years."
The sky is getting whiter and ghosts are faintly visible, just like before, but not much different.
Or is it true that there are no Quanzhen ambush troops hidden in Ximeng Mountain?
Taoist Yi snorted, "It's difficult, but I'm afraid his disciples won't be able to go up!"
Lan Ruo was very eloquent, "Senior brother, are you too confident in your Anhe Taoism? Is that a distress signal?"
Uncle Zheng frowned. I have been a child since I was a child, but I am still a fool to stay in the important position of the Marshal Mansion all year round. I was sent to that trial competition because I have no ability.
Very slowly, we understood the meaning of the sword letter. Where the sword letter landed, a blaze of light quickly rose up. It was a dancing fire, eye-catching in the night sky; but then, you didn't see it again.
A little firelight lit up, that was the bonfire message!
The Taoist lady was dismissive and said, "You are also a humble cultivator. You'd better look vague before speaking, otherwise you will only make people laugh!"
"Senior brother, relax, the Taoist formation is not as powerful as you, you really can't sleep!"
That is something I have never seen before in Ximeng Mountain for two months. Do you know what it means?
Hou Ying stood in the formation and looked around. The lower hills gradually became white and dark. Is that just because of the sky? Or worse, it seemed like white mist coming from the ground?
Therefore, your mission is to let a ghost escape from Ximeng Mountain! Otherwise, you, the sinner of Yinling, put special mortals in danger because of your own selfishness!" Uncle Zheng, you didn't guess the answer.
But for the sake of face, he meant what he said.
Tens of breaths ago, with our low altitude and eyesight, we could barely see the white light in the distance lighting up bit by bit, a few places, a dozen places, dozens of places!
We are more than a hundred feet below the hill, and the range of perception is very wide. This sword letter is only the highest-level sword letter. It can fly more than eighty meters away, and it may only fly outside the range of Ximeng Mountain before landing.
Who to ask for help?
With his mind made up, he raised his hand and a sword letter appeared in the sky, attracting very few people's attention.
The two disciples bowed down and accepted the order, but Xie Qingjin used tricks to throw them up. They found a position between the hills occupied by the two factions, used breath-taking tactics, and sneaked up. Master Zheng's meaning was very complicated. A competition is a competition.
, at worst there will be casualties, which is very embarrassing for those of us who are the masters, so once a certain party is supported, we will help, but we can rely on the temperament of those Kun Xiu to hold on.
Hou Ying glared at you. As the relationship got closer, the jokes became less outrageous, "Senior brother, you are not afraid of sleeping alone in the wild. You still need a companion!"
Uncle Zheng shook his head, "It's more like a mist miasma, just like the plague miasma that floats all year round on the surface of the White Swamp. It's generally not conducive to the living environment of ghosts, just like the magic spell is for monks; it's possible for it to come out in such an environment.
There are fewer ghosts and they are weaker. As for the others, there are no fewer explanations in historical records.
Fairy Lu smiled again, "If Fairy Yi is willing to admit defeat, you have something to say."
Fairy Lu waved her hand, "Scenes like this will be too tense after that. When will the competition end like this? That would be bad. It won't be difficult."
That's why I didn't start this time, and I'm allowed to continue. However, in my judgment, such normality is still within the controllable range. It is possible to give up halfway, and Anhe Taoism and Huncheng Sect will also fail you.
The Taoist lady's long skirt is fluttering, "It's just a show of power of words. If Huncheng teaches you to hold your head high, you are doing your own thing."
My solemnity was not in tune with the nervousness of the Kun cultivators around me, and this led to many men making jokes. When the sky turned to dusk and An and Daomen finished their formation, Lan Ting even made a special joke,
Under the sky, Uncle Zheng's face was not bad at all; as the host of the Quanzhen Sect during that trial, all actions under the theory should be under my command, including whether to send a message to the inside, asking for help or something else.
What?
The Taoist lady smiled slightly, "These bright spots are not the human forts closest to Ximeng Mountain. We are setting fire to prevent souls!"
Lan Ting took it seriously, "It's bad, I'm afraid he has that kind of ability!"
Fairy Lu asked in surprise: "What is that?"
Two fellow Taoists, you estimate that the result of that competition will be determined; but no matter what the result is, it will be the first time, so you will not continue to go backwards."
Hunchengjiao Lu Xianzi's delicate voice sounded, "Are there any doubts? What will happen?"
Fairy Lu combed her hair and said, "You can indeed guarantee that the Huncheng Cult disciples will be able to survive, but there is no guarantee that Bian and Daomen will be able to survive longer."
"Jingshan, Chenghe, the two of them go up and act with the camera! You didn't accidentally do it, you allowed them to focus on the small situation and join a certain side to prevent the accident from happening!"
Lu Xianzi made a pointer at the right time, "The name of Quanzhen is false. All the disciples above dare to take it. Do you still have you? Then we need to ask for support?"
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