Chapter 424 Entering the Mist
All the foundation-building monks present were puzzled that Chu Xinghe could arrive here so quickly.
The place where the Black Crane Sect is located is seventy or eighty thousand miles away from the Biyou Valley. It is so far away that even the Chengdan monks could not reach this place even if they flew at full strength for several days.
It had only been three or four days since the strange phenomenon appeared in Biyou Valley. Even though Black Crane Sect knew about it from the beginning, it was difficult for Chu Xinghe to appear here at this time.
This Chengdan monk can appear in Biyou Valley because he did not come here from the place where the Black Crane Sect is located. He left his place of cultivation a few months ago to search for a rare spiritual grass.
After some searching, he didn't get what he wanted, so he had no choice but to return to the sect. When he paused in a hidden villa of the sect, he received a transmission note and told him what happened in the Green Valley.
The psychic treasure is something that is rare to see for thousands of years. Upon receiving this news, Chu Xinghe immediately gave up the idea of returning to the sect and directly set off for Biyou Valley.
After two days of non-stop flying at full speed, we arrived at Biyou Valley today. As soon as I arrived here, I saw two groups of monks wanting to fight here. So the two sects were stopped.
Since Chu Xinghe appeared here, no one in the Lingxu Sect and Baicao Sect monks dared to make a move. They all put away their treasures and returned to their respective heads. The tense situation just now disappeared immediately.
Thousands of casual cultivators, led by those foundation-building cultivators, hurriedly came over to pay their respects. Everyone was also fawning over the Yichengdan cultivator when he appeared in front of him.
As soon as Chu Xinghe stood still and waved his hand to stop everyone's flattery, he did not look at the monks present, but looked at the colorful clouds and mist several miles ahead with a look of doubt on his face.
After a long cup of tea, he looked back and said slowly with a solemn expression:
"I have heard about the matter between Cangwu Friends and Nanyu Friends, but this is not the place to resolve the dispute. We all need to work together to deal with this colorful ghost mist."
After hearing what Chu Xinghe said, the foundation-building monks in the field were immediately shocked and Cang Wuzi even asked in a trembling voice: "What? Senior, are you saying that this strange mist is not some psychic treasure that is about to appear in the world?"
This place is within the scope of Wushan. If a difficult ghost really appears within it, it will undoubtedly be the Baicaomen that will be attacked first.
"Haha, friend Cangwu, don't be anxious. I can't judge the good or bad of this mist. It's very possible that there is a spiritual treasure inside it."
"However, when I scanned the mist carefully just now, my mind has been restless. This situation is really puzzling to me. After cultivating to such a state, my mind is already extremely tough and I will never feel unstable.
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"Whether there are any weird things in this mist requires everyone to go and explore together."
After listening to what monk surnamed Cheng Dan said, all the monks present murmured. Although the old man could not judge whether there was a psychic treasure in the colorful mist, he could not judge whether it was good or bad.
For those who are cultivating immortals, they all know the principle of seeking wealth amidst danger. Although monks consider their lives to be extremely precious, it is impossible to go far on the road to immortality by just practicing step by step.
The canyon in front of us has a radius of tens of miles and is too large for the thousands of monks here. If we can get a treasure in it, even the monks in the Qi Gathering Stage can escape safely without being known.
"Haha, I thought about it. I wonder what your friends are going to do when I look inside?" Chu Xinghe laughed when he saw everyone's expressions changing.
"Seniors don't know that the smell within the five-colored mist is unbearable, even if we monks enter it, they will be greatly affected, and the equivalent spiritual consciousness in the mist is extremely limited and can only detect a distance of twenty feet, which is very disadvantageous. I don't know what seniors can do. ?”
Cang Wuzi pondered for a moment and said respectfully. For him, whether it is a psychic thing or a difficult ghost, Baicaomen must find out. Otherwise, even sleeping will be difficult.
"Why is it so difficult within the mist? Although the consciousness cannot be very far away, the sound will not be affected by it. As long as we are not too far apart, we can take care of each other if there is danger."
Chu Xinghe seemed to have thought of this for a long time and answered without hesitation.
After hearing this, all the foundation-building monks nodded slightly. Quzhou has never heard of a difficult ghost appearing there for tens of thousands of years, so everyone may still believe that the colorful mist can produce a psychic treasure.
Most of the monks agreed with the idea of entering it to find out.
Seeing that everyone was eager to try, Chu Xinghe's face turned cold and he glanced around. The monk said in a deep voice: "It's hard to tell the good or bad in this mist. I consider everyone's lives. According to me, monks below the ninth level during the Qi gathering period should not enter it." good."
After hearing this, the monks on the ninth floor of the Qi Gathering Stage suddenly became commotion, but after a while, most of the monks bowed and saluted and left the place. But there were still dozens of low-level monks standing in the distance, looking reluctant to leave.
Chu Xinghe did not try to dissuade him any more, but instead pondered for a moment and said softly: "When you enter, it's best for all the foundation-building monks to work together. For the Qi-gathering stage monks, it's best for ten or twenty people to explore together. If something unexpected happens, you can also take care of it." One or two.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored everyone and went towards the colorful mist in the distance in a flash. In a moment, he disappeared into the mist and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this, the heads of the three major sects no longer hesitated. After consulting with the elders, they each led their monks towards the mist.
After a moment's hesitation, the remaining hundreds of casual cultivators formed their own teams and followed closely into the colorful clouds.
At that time, the place was bustling with people and people were buzzing, but it was completely deserted before I could have a cup of tea.
Just when the monks were rushing into the colorful clouds, it was time for a cup of tea. In a dense mountain forest, a young man in a green shirt slowly revealed his figure under a ball of yellow light.
This is undoubtedly Qin Fengming who has been hiding here for a long time.
Qin Fengming did not miss a word of what the monk surnamed Chu said. The old man's judgment was exactly the same, and he had no idea what was inside the colorful clouds.
Seeing the clouds and mist billowing in the distance, Qin Fengming stood there for a long time, unable to decide what to do.
