"I know very little about the demon miasma, so I would like to ask Miss Yu to clarify my doubts." Even though he knew that there was blood mist chasing behind him, Guan Xuan still did not panic at all, but said warmly.

Yu Zhizhi: "?"

She subconsciously looked at Guanxuan, but saw that his face was calm.

When he met Yu Zhizhi's gaze, he still had a kind and gentle smile.

"The demonic miasma is usually spread at the junction of the demonic domain and the human domain, making it difficult to deal with." Yu Zhizhi said concisely.

"Junior sister Yu, how should we solve the demonic miasma? There is no solution if we continue like this. Our spiritual power will eventually be exhausted." The monk immediately asked.

"We tried attacks, but they had little effect."

Yu Zhi knew: "The demon miasma is usually produced by monsters. Only by finding the monsters and destroying them can the miasma be eliminated."

"What kind of monster is it?" everyone asked.

Yu Zhizhi shook his head, "I don't know. The monsters that produce demon miasma are different. There are thousands of them recorded in the book alone. My cultivation level is low and I can't judge."

When they heard that there were thousands of kinds, everyone frowned.

It is not easy to find a monster in this boundless place.

Lu Wanyu asked with bright eyes: "Senior sister, how do you know so much?"

"There are related books in the library."

There is indeed one, but Yu Zhizhi has never seen it.

Lu Wanyu opened his mouth.

She also often visits the library, but all she reads is content related to music cultivation.

Could it be that... senior sister always reads books in the dead of night?

During the day, he worked hard to deal with the people of Mingyue Sect for them.

Can you only be yourself for a while in the library at night?

Lu Wanyu suddenly expressed a firm expression: "Senior sister, I will work hard!"

Yu Zhizhi: "..."

Lu Wanyu always spoke inexplicably, and Yu Zhizhi felt that she was somewhat used to it.

Behind him, the demon miasma is still pursuing him.

"In all my life, I have never been pursued so firmly." Yu Zhizhi looked back and sighed.

Everyone: "..."

"The miasma is getting faster, so we have to speed up too!"

Everyone speeded up in the direction of the strongest demonic energy.

Until they saw a mountain made of bones, the blood mist was already approaching very close.

"These bones...are the bones of the human race!"

"Why are there magic marks on human bones?"

The difference between demon bones and human bones is still very obvious. Humanoid demons usually have a reverse bone growing on the back of their heads, while demon bones that are more like primitive demons are all kinds of weird, but they must have a reverse bone.

The blood mist on Skeleton Hill was already forming a thick layer. As they approached, they felt as if even the air was being squeezed out by the blood mist, making it difficult to breathe.

"Is this skull mountain a monster that releases the miasma of the demon clan?" Everyone subconsciously looked at Yu Zhizhi and Guan Xuan.

Here, they are the only two people who know something about the demon miasma.

Yu Zhizhi shrugged: "Since there is a magic pattern and it is so abnormal, it is best to destroy it first."

"Okay!" Everyone looked at each other, then looked at Guan Xuan.

They teamed up to deal with a mountain of skulls, and someone had to block the miasma behind them.

Sensing the attention of everyone, Guan Xuan looked over with his clear eyes and said in a clear tone: "Please destroy this Skeleton Mountain, and I will block the rest of the miasma."

He said gently, not at all annoyed that he was assigned to resist the demonic miasma alone.

Lu Wanyu felt that Buddha was simply too gentle!

He is so considerate that he never makes people feel embarrassed when he speaks or does something.

Everyone nodded immediately and said, "Junior Sister Yu, could you please help me here."

"Can I trouble Junior Sister Lu to play the Qingxin song?"

"Okay!" Lu Wanyu immediately took out his Fengyu Qin and sat upright to play.

Seeing the monk rushing towards Skull Mountain with his sword, Yu Zhizhi stood beside Lu Wanyu and looked at Guan Xuan, "Buddha, please tell me if you have any difficulties. I'll see if I can help."

Guan Xuan chuckled, his smile was silent, but the cinnabar on his eyebrows seemed to be more vivid, "I will work hard, and I won't let Miss Yu do anything to help me."

Yu Zhizhi nodded: "Yeah, keep working hard."

Yu Zhizhi had never seen the Buddhist cultivator take action before.

But no matter what, it would not be the "Namo Gatling Bodhisattva" or "physical salvation" she thought of.

Every move and style of Guan Xuan's moves exuded the same purity and purity as his.

But its power cannot be underestimated.

Even when he was forced forward by the blood mist, he still remained calm and unhurried.

It seems that even if everything in the world is overturned, he can still see the mountains collapse in front of him without changing his appearance, and the elk walking to the left without blinking his eyes.

Compared with the calmness of Guanxuan, the disciple of Buddha, the disciples facing Skull Mountain looked even more embarrassed.

I thought Skull Mountain would be easier to deal with.

After all, when Guan Xuan took action, the blood mist surged towards him.

However, after they attacked Skull Mountain, they found that the skeletons had come alive!

The skeletons that were piled up in random directions got up in an orderly manner and rushed towards them.

"Biohazard?" Yu Zhizhi said subconsciously.

No wonder Yu Zhizhi thought so. In fact, when these skeletons rushed over in dense numbers, it felt like zombies were about to attack the city.

Realizing that something was wrong, Lu Wanyu's piano music also changed.

As the sound of the piano came out, it seemed like two white cranes were flying from the sky.

White cranes dance lightly in the air, and the sound of the piano is like gurgling spring water, or like the graceful chirping of cranes.

The monks who originally felt panicked and tired suddenly felt that their fatigue was swept away, and even the panic in their hearts dissipated a lot.

Several monks were shocked.

Although they knew that Lu Wanyu was a music practitioner.

But I didn't expect that the zither skills she played were so powerful!

Clear away distracting thoughts in an instant!

It seems that there is still some discrepancy between Fanyun Sect and what everyone knows!

At least Lu Wanyu is stronger than rumored.

Everyone strengthened their minds and rushed forward to fight again.

Guan Xuan didn't need his own help. Yu Zhizhi was about to go up and kill the zombies with his sword... No, he was going to kill the skeleton with his sword when he heard a voice:

"Fellow Taoist, I'm here to help you!"

Yu Zhizhi silently sheathed the sword again.

Okay, help is here and she continues fishing.

There were a lot of people coming this time. About twenty people rushed forward, which stabilized the situation and slowly reversed it.

When Yu Zhizhi felt a little hungry, Lu Wanyu's music finally stopped.

The sound of sword energy piercing the air, the sound of skeletons howling, etc. all around slowly dissipated.

Yu Zhizhi's breathing became much smoother.

The monks were all injured to varying degrees. They put away their swords and gathered around to sit cross-legged.

Lu Wanyu was also a little tired.

After all, it takes a lot of spiritual energy to cleanse everyone of the negative emotional impact.

The corners of Guanxuan's clothes were rolled up by the blood mist, and the blood mist surrounding him gradually faded.

Eventually it disappeared.

Different from the embarrassment of other monks, Guan Xuan's face showed no change. He was still as gentle as jade and walked slowly towards the crowd.

Yu Zhizhi watched Guanxuan coming and stood in front of her, keeping a certain distance.

"Want to eat?" Seeing that he didn't go away, Yu Zhizhi lowered his head and looked at the small bag of pastries in his hand, then raised his hand and handed it over.
To be continued...