The person who came was a thin young man in black, carrying a long knife, with unusually long arms, protruding cheekbones, and eyes like piranha eyeballs, hanging on the high cheekbones, giving people the impression that this person must be.
The feeling of a cruel and ruthless person.
The ghost slave now heard the bad news. He said: "Brahma, what happened?"
The young man named Brahma said: "There was a shadowless bird warning tonight. I went to check and found a group of righteous disciples camping less than two hundred miles away."
The ghost slave suddenly stood up and said: "What? A righteous disciple? Can you clearly see who he is?"
Brahma said: "These righteous disciples are very cautious, and their cultivation level is extremely high. As soon as I approached, I was noticed by their disciples who were watching outside. However, I think they are the elite disciples of Cangyun Sect, and Gu Jianchi is also among them. There are not many of them."
Very few, more than twenty people."
The ghost slave's old cheeks were full of surprise. This place is about six thousand miles away from Cangyun Sect, and it is still near the southern border and Death Lake. How could the elite disciples of Cangyun Sect come here? Could it be that they are here for training?
?
No, any of the elite disciples would come to this place to practice unless they were looking for death, not to mention that they were traveling with the Ancient Sword Pond, so it was definitely not as simple as just practicing.
He immediately ordered, saying: "Let all the shadowless birds go out to spy on the movements of the righteous disciples, and order all the disciples to return to the caves and not go out. We can't afford to offend the people of Cangyun Sect."
Brahma said: "Elder, if they come for us, what should we do?"
The ghost slave laughed miserably and said: "There are many people who want our lives, but the ones who do it are definitely not righteous disciples. I hope they are just passing by here and don't conflict with them."
Suddenly, an elite disciple of the Righteous Cangyun Sect appeared near Qiming Mountain. This incident gave Ghost Slave an extremely bad premonition in his heart. This feeling was just like that night twenty-five years ago, which seemed very powerless.
Ye Xiaochuan did not dare to take a nap on the branch of a tree. He opened his consciousness and combed the surrounding grass over and over again like a grate, for fear that any wild giant monster would suddenly emerge from the grass and eat people.
He looked at the sky and saw that it was still early. He had to stay awake until dawn. Ye Xiaochuan felt depressed for a while. If he had known earlier, he would have stayed out for the first round and asked Qi Fei to stay away for the second round. As a result, even a full night's sleep became a luxury.
Early the next morning, Ye Xiaochuan yawned through his panda eyes and looked at the energetic female disciples with envy. He thought about whether he should discuss it with his senior brother. Adhering to the principle of equality between men and women, he should also let
Female disciples keep vigil at night.
Don't talk nonsense like they are all weak women, which of the female disciples in this team is the most economical? Du Chun, Yun Qiyou, Gu Pan'er are in the realm of Lingji, Ning Xiangruo, and Baili Yuan are probably about the same.
Their vigil is more than adequate.
Gu Jianchi was not in a hurry to set off today. He was holding a map of southern Xinjiang and discussing something with Sun Yao. Ye Xiaochuan was annoyed when he saw Sun Yao. This guy is a bitch. He calls himself the deputy captain and yells at him all day long.
Yes, I have long disliked him.
Whether it was cooking rice or millet porridge, everyone knew that Ye Xiaochuan was a good cook. Poor Ye Xiaochuan was dragged over by Gu Paner and others to prepare breakfast for everyone. He was thinking about whether to make a deal with the senior brother to provide meals for the whole team in the future.
Take care of it yourself, don't let yourself go to watch the night, it's too hard, I am willing to be a fat chef, dedicating my youth to satisfy everyone's appetite.
There are no high requirements for making porridge. If you want to make a good pot of porridge, just one word is stir.
Ye Xiaochuan took a big spoon and stirred continuously in the pot for half an hour. The pot of rice porridge was half boiled, and the rice was fragrant and mouth-watering.
Before he could say anything, Gu Pan'er, who had been waiting for a long time with a bowl in his hands, and others swarmed over him. As a result, he had been stirring the millet porridge for half an hour, and he didn't drink much. Those female disciples who threatened to lose weight every day
, two or three bowls per person.
At this time, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt that he had started a little late this morning. It was almost noon, and Gu Jianchi still had no intention of setting off.
Ye Xiaochuan thought about what he guessed yesterday again, and kept smiling bitterly in his heart, hoping that he had guessed wrong.
The group of people finally set off. This time, the flight altitude was very short and the flight speed was not fast. They had flown more than a hundred miles before noon. Gu Jianchi waved everyone to stop and compared the surrounding mountains with a map.
terrain.
Gu Pan'er stood next to Ye Xiaochuan and said, "Elder brother, what are you doing? It seems like you have been looking for something since the morning."
Ye Xiaochuan said angrily: "I'm looking for Qiming Mountain."
Gu Pan'er asked in confusion: "Why are you looking for Qiming Mountain? Boy, do you know some insider gossip?"
Yun Qiyou, who was standing on the fairy sword not far away, seemed to have heard Ye Xiaochuan's words, and couldn't help but glance at Ye Xiaochuan. Seeing that there seemed to be a complicated look in Ye Xiaochuan's eyes, Yun Qiyou's heart moved, and he seemed to also
What came to mind.
Gu Jianchi looked at the map for a while, pointed to an inconspicuous mountain peak shrouded in light colored mist in the distance, and said to Sun Yao: "It should be there."
Sun Yao nodded and said, "Even if it's not there, it should be near here."
Gu Jianchi signaled everyone to get down on the ground and rest. As soon as they got underground, everyone clearly noticed something was wrong. There was a faint red mist filling the forest, which was a bit pungent, as if it smelled like a rotting corpse.
Gu Jianchi shouted: "Everyone, please pay attention, this is the rainbow seven-color miasma of Death Lake, which is highly poisonous."
Miasma is fatal to ordinary people, but for cultivators, it is not life-threatening as long as they pay a little attention, because miasma is strictly a chronic poisonous gas, unlike what Ye Xiaochuan ate last night
The poisonous snake of the snake gallbladder will kill a person if bitten by half a stick of incense. As long as a cultivator reaches the fifth level of air control, a small aura can be formed around the body, which can isolate the miasma.
If you go out, you won't inhale the poisonous miasma into your body.
In the past two nights, the way these people resisted mosquito attacks was to arrange an aura of energy around their bodies, which was very practical. Only a fool would breathe heavily in the miasma without arranging an aura to isolate the miasma.
After all, this is not a dead swamp. The rainbow-colored miasma that spread out from the dead swamp has drifted hundreds of miles away and has become much thinner. For these elite disciples, there is almost no danger at all.
Everyone was focusing on the miasma in front of them, and even Gu Jianchi did not notice it. After they landed on the ground, several inconspicuous shadowless birds passed over their heads and flew towards the west.
