Feng Hao was not too surprised that Sun Wukong was willing to accompany him. If a demon saint fruit could not impress Sun Wukong, Feng Hao really didn't know the meaning of Sun Wukong crossing over.
However, Sun Wukong said that he summoned it, which was quite surprising. Feng Hao just said it casually. Could it be that Sun Wukong could sense it?
Feng Hao glanced at Monkey Sun, who looked eager, and seriously doubted that there must be some connection between him and Sun Wukong.
The spiritual consciousness swept through it, and there was no difference between the physical body and the sea of consciousness, but where did the connection between them come from?
"Feng Hao, I heard that you set up a dojo at the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. Does this mean you have taken over the mountain and become the king?"
Sun Wukong stepped on the somersault cloud and looked at Feng Hao with a smile.
"It's just a spiritual practice place, are you interested?" Feng Hao looked at Sun Wukong and said.
"I am used to being undisciplined and don't want to be tied to one place, so forget it..." Sun Wukong shook his head.
He was just out of curiosity, why would someone as powerful as Feng Hao want to build a dojo for others to practice, which would be a waste of resources.
Feng Hao seemed to know what Sun Wukong was thinking, and chuckled: "There is no special purpose, just follow it. And the place is not bad, enough to train a group of strong men, which will definitely be used in the future."
"Smooth...smooth?"
"That's right, the Holy Son of God came to the Duanmu family of the ancient clan and threatened to challenge the emperor. However, they failed and Jade Dragon Snow Mountain took over." Feng Hao wrote lightly.
To him, this is really a small thing.
However, in Sun Wukong's view, it is no small matter. The arrival of the Holy Son of the God Realm represents the pioneer elites of the God Realm. Even he dare not claim complete victory, but Feng Hao not only destroyed the Holy Son, but also gave the dojo to the
Seized it.
It’s still the same as always, a tiger’s push!
The foggy land in the southwest is very large. Looking down from the air, it is a continent covered by fog. The territory is vast and seems to be a world of its own.
Feng Hao felt the majestic spiritual power fluctuations in the mist. It was obvious that the mist was the real holy land for spiritual practice, and it was much stronger than places like Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
Unfortunately, the current scientific and technological equipment cannot detect the situation inside, and monks and strangers do not dare to enter rashly.
Although Chinese officials also sent a small number of advance troops, there has been no response so far.
Feng Hao had seen many posts in online forums, in which ordinary people risked their lives to enter the misty land in order to seek immortality. As a result, they completely lost their traces, their wireless communication equipment completely malfunctioned, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead.
Although there are many risks in the mountains and old forests among the famous mountains and rivers, and there are many great demons who have opened their spiritual wisdom, there are monks stationed in these places, so the risks are within controllable range.
But the land of mist is an uncontrollable place, and you have no idea what's inside.
However, these are not problems for Feng Hao. A ruthless person who can walk sideways in the universe, can a small misty land trap him?
Doesn't exist.
Feng Hao and Sun Wukong fell directly from the sky above the land of mist. Only when they entered the land of mist did they realize that it seemed to be a world of its own.
It is full of spiritual energy and does not have any modern industrial atmosphere. The mountains are spreading, and wild beasts are running, chasing and playing in the mountains and forests. It is a very harmonious scene.
Feng Hao took out his phone and looked at it, and found that the phone was completely garbled, as if it had been greatly disturbed, and all the buttons were malfunctioning.
"It's a very familiar smell...Monkey, have you felt it?" Feng Hao looked at Sun Wukong and said.
This place... reminds Feng Hao of the Undersea Demon Realm, but it is much wider than the Undersea Demon Realm and has no formation fluctuations.
What's even more commendable is that Feng Hao actually found the feeling of Tianwu Continent here, as if he had returned to the Warcraft Mountains of Xilan Kingdom.
Sun Wukong looked at the mountains in a daze, nodded dullly and said: "Well, I feel very familiar to me, as if I have returned to the mortal world of the heavens and worlds..."
Feng Hao closed his eyes, and his spiritual thoughts spread out. Unexpectedly, there was no obstruction. He was able to control everything that happened thousands of miles away.
But... what surprised Feng Hao was that this misty land was so big. It looked like... it was not just hundreds of square kilometers larger, it looked more like a new world inside.
“Feng Hao, where are you when you came here?”
Sun Wukong was in a state of confusion. Not only did this place feel familiar to him, but what was even more frightening was...it was surrounded by boundlessness and no fog could be seen.
He stepped on the Somersault Cloud and turned a few somersaults, and found... that he had not jumped out of the border of the Mist Land.
Here...it's like a new world.
Feng Hao shook his head and said: "The land of mist is its own world. I'm not sure whether it is on the earth. This is not an illusion, but more like another dimension of the earth..."
Feng Hao had a headache, but it was a pity that he had not yet reached that level and could not see through the nature of this world.
He had speculated whether this was the plane where the Great Qin Empire was located, but... the place where he surrendered the Fire Qilin before could be freely entered and exited, unlike now where he could enter and exit freely.
"I, Sun Wukong, also feel that under his fiery eyes, all this is true." Sun Wukong said with a solemn expression.
Feng Hao patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder and said: "Now that you've arrived, let's settle down. Let's go find a few guys with this emperor first. If they are there, the Ji Dao Demon Sacred Tree must be here."
Feng Hao is not too worried. He has experienced many things in his life. He has never seen any big storms or waves. Wasn't he also in this confused state when he first came to the earth?
Later, instead of playing with the earth in the midst of applause, I became an actor if I wanted to.
Moreover, at that time, he had not yet recovered his cultivation level, and only had his natural talent and supernatural powers.
"Could it be the five-headed little guy who got the opportunity of the Demonic Sacred Tree?" Sun Wukong asked suspiciously.
"It's them..."
Feng Hao's mouth twitched slightly. He originally wanted to maintain a sense of mystery, but Sun Houhou understood very well.
"These five little guys are pretty lucky. Could it be that they want to snatch the fruit when they come here this time? Hey, my grandson's golden cudgel doesn't recognize anyone..."
Sun Wukong was anxious. If the Spirit of the Five Elements got the Demon Saint Fruit first, he might not even be able to eat the core.
Feng Hao looked at Sun Wukong who was scratching his head and ears anxiously, and chuckled: "Let's go, if the Ji Dao Demon Sacred Tree comes out, the world will not be so peaceful. Find them first!"
"Okay, isn't it just a five-headed little demon? It's not enough to give me a stick..."
Sun Wukong nodded repeatedly.
What I heard from Feng Hao was correct. He knew where Feng Hao was from. He was the Lord of the Thousand... who was much more powerful than the God-Kings of all heavens and realms.