All the strong men are guessing, whose treasure is the Enlightenment Gourd?
And all the young monks are guessing, what happened? Why can't the evil spirit be seen? Why is the black mist gathering in the sky?
Is this black mist going to condense into a terrifying super evil boss?
Although it was dark night, everyone could clearly see the huge black millstone in the sky, especially the strong evil aura condensed in the air, which was too conspicuous.
Except for those strong men who dared to stretch their spiritual consciousness out of the black mist, the other young monks had no idea what was going on, and they could only 'whisper' in secret.
And as the suction and rotation force in the black mist became stronger and stronger, those strong men did not dare to easily extend their spiritual consciousness into the black mist.
They found that the rotating force in the black mist was getting stronger and stronger, and even their consciousness was being sucked up, as if it was going to swallow up their consciousness.
"Brother, do you know what happened? Why does the evil spirit no longer appear? Is a more powerful evil spirit leader brewing?"
Xiao Wuxie stayed beside Jun Buqi and communicated with him secretly.
Several other people also brought their spiritual consciousness over and looked at Jun Buqi silently.
Jun Buqi shook his head, "How could I know this! I guess only the strong ones would know about it. Let's ask Master later!"
After a pause, he complained again, "I don't know if Master is qualified to know this with his current level of cultivation!"
Mu Jiuge rolled his eyes at Jun Buqi speechlessly, "Don't underestimate Master!"
Jun Buqi chuckled and said: "It's not that I underestimate Master, but even Uncle Mo probably has no right to know in front of those powerful people."
Okay, this time it was Mo Changgeng's turn to give him a look, "Just say it, why bother with my father when you have nothing to do?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "I'll ask my master if I get a chance later."
Among them, only his master Ye Tian has this qualification.
Although Ye Tian is their junior brother, it is an indisputable fact that Ye Tian's cultivation is more easily respected by others when dealing with others.
I don’t know how long it took, but the strong ones were curious and the weak ones were trembling.
The weak always feel that this may be the evil army brewing a more powerful counterattack. Only the strong know that things have taken a wonderful turn.
As for Jun Buqi, who was forced to be the person behind the scenes, he was speechless and choked, but on the surface, he had to pretend to be 'I don't know either' to show others.
In this way, all the young monks waited tremblingly for nearly half an hour before they understood what happened.
Because the original dark clouds disappeared, there was only a huge gourd with a white surface and a dark belly in the sky.
The outline of this crystal-white gourd was so distinct in the dark night that everyone could see it as soon as they looked up.
What made everyone even more unexpected was that this gourd with a bright white appearance was slowly falling from the sky, and finally crashed to the ground, creating a sinkhole.
The little gourd spirit, who is already about five or six years old, is lying on the gourd plug and sleeping soundly, already looking unconscious.
Jun Buqi felt that the little gourd spirit had really gone too far this time. It knew that he would be overstuffed, but it didn't know how to restrain itself at all. It appeared in front of everyone so blatantly and without any scruples. Was it trying to rebel against him?
?
Fortunately, just when all the powerful men were scanning the huge gourd with their consciousness, the huge gourd suddenly disappeared.
It was as if someone had wiped it out of the pit. No matter how everyone scanned it with their spiritual consciousness, they could not find any trace of it.
Seeing this situation, Jun Buqi, who had been on tenterhooks and felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, finally breathed a sigh of relief as he felt that the baby was going to leave him.
Fortunately, this guy is not completely crazy yet.
Others, on the other hand, felt as if they had lost a treasure.
"The divine object hides itself! This is truly a divine object!"
Someone sighed quietly, and there was a very obvious unwillingness in the sigh.
No one laughs at this man, because this man says what all strong men think.
If one can possess such divine objects, why should such evil spirits be of any concern?
The whole scene became a little quiet, and then many people began to look at each other.
Is the war over?
It seems, it seems, it is really over!
Countless young monks were stunned, and then some cried with joy, while others hugged each other.
Xiao Wuxie was also the one who took the opportunity to hug Jun Buqi.
At this time, even people who usually don't smile can't help but exude a knowing smile, just like Mo Changgeng's eldest brother Mo Tianxing.
They also have the same feeling of surviving a disaster.
But at this moment, a voice came from the air, "The war is not over yet. Everyone takes action to push the defense line towards the Evil Dragon Mountains..."
This voice brought all the excited monks back to reality.
Xiao Wuxie asked doubtfully: "It's not over yet?"
Mu Qingning next to Mu Jiuge said calmly: "The divine object before only swallowed up the evil mist on the periphery. The source of the evil mist is the Evil Dragon Mountain Range. If we fail to seal the source of the evil mist,
, the war will never end."
Mu Jiuge also sighed softly, "In the past, every time the evil spirit riots ended, the evil spirit retreated to the Evil Dragon Mountains on its own initiative. We human monks never dared to go deep there easily, and we never knew where the source of those evil spirits was. Everyone only knew
Evil riots will occur once every thousand years or so, it all depends on the mood of the evil spirits."
Wen Liang smiled and said: "Perhaps this time we have a chance to find out clearly, and then completely seal the place. By then, we may be able to completely solve the source of the evil riots in Yuezhou."
Mo Changgeng also smiled and said: "If we can really solve this problem completely, then we really have to thank that sacred object. Without it, we would still be working hard for this!"
Xiao Wuxie silently glanced at the little broken bird on her shoulder and communicated with it silently, "Xiao Xuanxuan, why are you all immortal soldiers? Why is there such a big gap between you?"
The little broken bird opened its beak, not knowing how to refute the little master's disdain. Should he reply: We are all monks, why are there such big differences between us?
But in this reply, even though I complained about the little master, I also admitted that I was not good at it!
Suddenly an idea flashed through it, and it remembered the words of its stingy former owner, "There are specializations in the arts, that's all! What I'm good at is frontal attack, and what it's good at is dealing with evil spirits. We have different divisions of labor. Really let me
Kill, I can easily kill countless evil spirits, but I don't have the ability to absorb evil mist! It can't be compared like this."
Xiao PoNiao felt that he had given a perfect answer.