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The first thousand three hundred and nineteenth chapter, the threat from Zhongzhou

Because of the dangers of the Fairy Mist Forest.

So Lin Xi must pay attention to every detail that may cause trouble.

He did not agree to the barbarian's request.

Anyway, I guess there won’t be any intersection in the future.

"Help, lift them away." Lin Xi casually grabbed Lan Xi, who was carried without any resistance.

Shi Zhong lifted the man in purple.

The black hand dragged the gray-robed old man behind Lin Xi.

They left the barbarian tribe directly and entered the mist again.

Everyone in the barbarian tribe looked at each other.

They can feel the power of these outsiders.

Although they are not afraid of invasion by outsiders, they obviously need to recuperate at this moment.

Lin Xi and the other two walked into the fog again.

"Where should we take them?" Taoist Huo was puzzled: "If you can't kill them, taking them with you is actually not a good choice."

Lin Xi nodded: "Of course, you can't take it with you. Just find a place with thick fog and drop it."

"Um?"

Everyone was a little surprised at first, but then they suddenly understood.

In the fog, even a semi-saint monk will lose his way.

They are indeed lost anyway.

They found this place by following the traces left by the barbarian Cheng Wu.

Only barbarians can discern the direction in the fog.

These three people were able to find this place not because they had mastered some method of identifying the direction, but because they relied on a reminder from the ancestor of the Ascension Sect.

"No, don't throw us into the fog." Lan Xi shouted in panic.

He knew exactly what would happen if he was thrown into the fog.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him.

Oh, by the way, Black Hand will pay attention to him.

The black hand rudely took away the storage magic weapons of these three people, and took away all the things he needed inside.

The three of them were thrown into the mist, and then Lin Xi and the other five quickly left.

Lan Xi felt sincere fear. He eagerly used his last strength to regroup his body, and then checked the situation of the purple robe and gray robe.

Ziyi was seriously injured and fell into a coma, completely unreliable.

The gray-robed old Taoist was stunned and his soul was greatly damaged, making it difficult for him to regain his consciousness in a short period of time.

Lan Xi desperately searched for the direction, but found that he had fallen into a world made of fog.

Even though he ran wildly in the direction he came from, he could not meet any familiar people or things for a long time. Everything was extremely strange and full of weirdness.

He collapsed on the ground in despair and closed his eyes.

It's over.

...

...

Lin Xi and the others were now flying towards the real Immortal Mist Forest.

However, Lin Xi seemed a little absent-minded, as if she was thinking about something.

"Lin Xi." Shi Zhong suddenly flew to Lin Xi's side and whispered.

Lin Xi was curious: "What's wrong?"

"Did something happen?"

"No, it's nothing."

"Don't comfort me. I can see that you seem more depressed than usual."

"I thought you weren't good at observing people's emotions."

"That was before." Shi Zhong said seriously: "We have been through life and death together, and I also know many of your secrets, so you don't have to hide some things from me."

Lin Xi was defeated by Shi Zhong's serious expression.

It must be admitted that Shi Zhong has been growing and becoming stronger.

Underneath his dullness and simplicity, he already had a strong heart.

"Okay, I learned some not-so-good news from Lan Xi's memory." Lin Xi sighed and said, "The Yuhua Sect didn't just send the three of them. There are more monks, and their elders

Zuliu He Laoxian attaches great importance to this trip, and the Yuhua Sect is indeed stronger than I imagined."

"How powerful?"

"They have clear records. In ancient times, several saints from the Yuhua Sect specially arranged large formations to form the Yuhua Dojo, and chose to sleep in the dojo. Of course, it shouldn't really mean being alive. Sleeping should mean dead. Among them

Part of the saint's will is preserved, and they can use the saint's will to guide their own cultivation."

Theoretically, saints are already existences that transcend the Tao.

But in fact they still have to abide by the rules.

They can only transcend a few ways at most, but in fact the entire world is made up of countless ways. They can transcend for a while, but they cannot be truly immortal.

So saints will die too.

But it is really rare to be willing to die like this, and to confine one's spirituality and turn it into a dojo to make wedding clothes for future generations.

Shi Zhong was speechless.

So outrageous.

He also knows very well how terrible the saint's guidance is for cultivation. After hundreds of thousands of years, it is self-evident how profound the Yuhua Sect's foundation is.

"It is indeed the largest sect in Zhongzhou, it's amazing." Lin Xi sighed with emotion.

Wenxinhui seems to be very powerful already.

But in fact, there is still no way to compete with such a top sect.

It is indeed a fact that Northern Xinjiang is not as good as Zhongzhou.

Shi Zhong said: "But even if we offend them, they won't know, and the trouble won't be on us."

"Yes, besides, it is impossible for the Yuhua Sect to move the entire Yuhua Sect over to attack the Wenxinhui, which would be a waste of manpower and material resources." Lin Xi said with a smile.

"Then what are you worried about?"

"What I'm worried about is that there seem to be many people who know the situation in Xianwu Forest. In addition to the Yuhua Sect, there are also many major forces in Zhongzhou who have sent people here."

Lin Xi breathed out: "This trip will become very dangerous, not only in the Immortal Mist Forest. There are also these powerful people. They obviously won't live in peace, but they are all from Zhongzhou, so they will probably be naturally repelled.

Our monks from Northern Xinjiang."

"I regret a little. Maybe I shouldn't have dragged you all into this. In fact, I was just thinking about how to persuade you to go back."

When Shi Zhong heard this, he didn't look very worried. Instead, he smiled and said, "Taoist Huo will probably be very happy when he finds out."

Lin Xi also smiled: "It feels much better to say it."

He organized this operation.

He hopes that everyone can gain something from Xianwu Forest.

But the situation was somewhat beyond his expectation.

You will probably encounter a lot of trouble before entering the Immortal Mist Forest.

He is not afraid of danger.

But he is afraid of danger and takes away the people around him.

Blackhand doesn't have to worry, as he can turn into a breathless stone at will to avoid the fight.

But Jiang Xiaoxi and Shi Zhong.

If they died, Lin Xi would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

"We are all monks, monks who know how to think independently. Of course we came here because we thought clearly, but we did not come here to follow you." Shi Zhong said in a deep voice: "You don't have to worry too much about us, besides these

The monks from Zhongzhou may not be our opponents."

"As long as there are no half-saints, are the combined monks worth fearing?"

Hearing this, Lin Xi was in a trance.

Fusion monks are already at the highest level within the limits of the lower world.

But now he is an opponent who does not need to be afraid at all.

The burly young man who once experienced life and death together has now become a powerful and reliable monk. He is like an indestructible mountain. He has no need to worry about himself.

It seems that I am indeed a bit unfounded.

Lin Xi laughed to herself and was about to say something.

At this moment, a tall barbarian man walked out of the mist.

It's a familiar face.

They are the barbarian warriors who have just awakened to the power of their bloodline.

He looked a little tired, but he managed to follow him out.

"What is he going to do?" Taoist Huo asked in surprise: "Is he going to expel us?"

I saw the barbarian Cheng Wu shouting some unclear words at Lin Xi, then hooking his fingers, turning around and entering the fog again.

Jiang Xiaoxi blinked: "What is he doing?"

"It seems..." Lin Xi thought: "He's beckoning us to follow him?"


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