The fog in front of me floated towards the rear like sea water. This was the last moment when Yu Linghe and the White Dragon Horse walked out of the misty mountain range.↖,

After finding hundreds of illusion grasses, they had no intention of staying anymore, so they retreated directly according to the same path and left the Mist Mountains.

This trip was so smooth that even the White Dragon Horse was very happy about it.

When they walked out of Yunmeng Academy, they had already thought about it. This time they went out, it would take several months to a long time to half a year. But if they could not find a illusion grass in half a year, they would give up decisively and return to Yunmeng Academy to wait for the outbreak of Yunmeng Mountain.

After all, Yu Linghe's original intention was not to find the Phantom Fog Grass, but to collect the more rare Yunmeng Pearl.

However, no matter how they guessed, they did not expect that they would achieve their goal in such a short time. Moreover, what they found was not a illusion fog grass, but a whole lot of them. Although Yu Linghe finally left ten plants pretentiously, it would be nothing if it was compared with the more than a hundred plants in the space bag.

Therefore, even if the White Dragon Horse felt a little reluctant to leave the powerful spirit beasts in the Mist Mountains, she did not hesitate or regret when she left.

Looking up at the sunshine in the sky, Yu Linghe and Bai Longma couldn't help but take a long breath.

They are all flesh and blood creatures, and they are creatures accustomed to living in the sun, so when they feel the scorching feeling from the sky, they suddenly feel a sense of joy and pleasure in their whole body and mind.

Although the environment in the foggy mountains cannot have too much negative impact on them, as long as a normal person, he will not be willing to live in that kind of place.

Therefore, being able to stay away from harsh environments is undoubtedly something that all sunny creatures desire.

The white dragon horse shook its big head, as if celebrating the fruitful results of the trip. Suddenly, it stopped and said, "I understand."

Yu Linghe was stunned and asked in surprise: "What?"

The white dragon horse neighed and said, "I know why there is a fog spirit there."

Yu Linghe's mouth curled up slightly and said, "It's still necessary to guess, it must be because of the many fantasy mist grasses."

The Phantom Fog Grass is a spiritual herb that can release mysterious energy, affect biological brain waves, and create illusions. The properties of this spiritual herb are very similar to those of the fog Spirit, and have the ability to complement each other.

Of course, if there were only one or two magic fog grasses, they would not attract such powerful power as the fog spirit. However, when the number of magic fog grasses reached more than ten, or even dozens of them, the energy they jointly released. Even Yu Linghe almost lost it.

For the Spirit of Mist, this is undoubtedly the best environment for entrenchment and cultivation, so it is not surprising that the Spirit of Mist is always here.

With the ability of the fog spirit and the illusion fog grass, let alone a meridian-opening cultivator, even if you encounter a powerful soul-controlling person, it is difficult to escape from their joint efforts. If you are obsessed with it, you may even give your life here.

However, when all this spiritual power encountered a target with a thousand times great power, it was crushed and shattered by the huge and almost invincible power. It has to be said that this was a miraculous result. But except for Yu Linghe, no one can achieve this level, a meridian-opening practitioner.

Bai Longma thought about it seriously and said, "You said, if we do it again in decades, will there be a new fog spirit entrenched here?"

The vastness of the Mist Mountains is far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Although the fog spirit is extremely rare, I am afraid that Tianfuxian cannot calculate whether there is still a fog spirit in this environment.

If there is really a foggy spirit floating here, then when you encounter a place where ten fog grasses gather, you will probably not be able to entrench them.

At this moment, Yu Linghe really had the idea of ​​visiting the old place again in decades.

However, he immediately pressed down the thought in his heart and said, "It is not easy to be able to live in the world, just leave a little for others." He gently patted the white dragon horse's neck. It understood Yu Linghe's meaning, raised its four hooves, and the wings on its back emerged, and immediately soared into the air.

After losing the protection of the Mist Spirit, the ten illusion fog grasses have not had strong protection power. If they did not encounter human picking and other natural enemy creatures, they would naturally have the possibility of reproduction. But if they encounter misfortune again, they would be completely wiped out.

And if they really luckily encounter a fog spirit again and grow again, it naturally means that they are favored by fate. If they harvest repeatedly, it may not be a good thing for Yu Linghe.

So, he just hesitated for a moment and immediately gave up this seductive idea.

The white dragon horse rose into the air without showing too much noise. After all, this place is not far from the Mist Mountains, and they are returning with a full load. If you can be more low-key, you will never cause a huge change.

However, just as the white dragon horse rose into the air and was about to leave, Yu Linghe glanced at the corner of his eyes and saw several familiar figures vaguely.

He slapped the white dragon horse in a little surprised and said, "Little White Dragon, look at it."

The white dragon horse restrained its speed, looked down and said in surprise: "Why haven't they left yet?"

Wherever they could see, they saw Hou Yinglang's eight-man team again. However, the situation of the eight people at this time seemed a little bad. They formed a small circle and confronted another team of more than ten people with weapons. Although both sides were still restrained and did not break out in battle, they looked down from the sky and did not feel that they were having friendly communication.

Yu Linghe frowned slightly. He and the White Dragon Horse went to the eighth floor of Xishan District, intermittently for three days. Even though he did not delay much time when he finally came out, it would take at least five days to consider the fierce battle with the Mist Spirit and the activation of military chess.

Logically speaking, after collecting rootless water and obtaining foggy earthworm corpses, Hou Yinglang and others should leave as soon as possible, so why are they still intercepted here?

The white dragon horse blinked his big eyes and said, "Do you want to help them?"

For the White Dragon Horse, these people have no friendship with it, and the internal struggle between humans has nothing to do with it. However, since Yu Linghe mentioned it, it doesn’t matter whether it helps it.

Yu Linghe pondered for a moment and said, "Since we are together, we are destined to be together, and we have met each other, then go and have a look."

The white dragon horse's wings flashed, its body was like lightning, and it flew downwards immediately.

Its character is extremely straightforward. Since Yu Linghe made the decision and it did not object, it refused to continue to touch it.

Although the White Dragon Horse is far from letting go of its aura, its sudden decline is still like a meteor rushing to the moon, carrying a grand momentum that ordinary people can't imagine.

"call……"

The violent wind slammed down like a mountain, which immediately attracted the attention of more than 20 people below.

However, when these people looked up, what they could see was a bright white shadow. The dazzling sunlight sprinkled down from the white shadow, like countless golden light spots draped on it, bringing it a mysterious and noble color.

Hou Yinglang narrowed his eyes and took a moment to adapt to the strange phenomenon caused by the different light.

However, when he saw clearly who was coming with a huge power, his eyes suddenly showed an incredible ecstasy look.

Deng Baiping and others also saw clearly afterwards. Like Hou Yinglang, some even let go of their throats and cheered loudly.

But blocking their way were more than a dozen men of different figures and clothes. When these people saw clearly Yu Linghe was sitting on a white horse and fell from the sky, they all showed vigilance on their faces. Some even looked at the white dragon horse with bright eyes, with a greedy look on their faces.

They all regard the White Dragon Horse as a mutated horse. Such a mutated horse with flying ability is undoubtedly the spiritual beast that everyone dreams of.

However, the particularly tall man in the lead changed his face slightly and exclaimed: "Shuang Yuju, Yunmeng Academy?"

The white dragon horse stopped steadily and glanced at him disdainfully, without even the interest in paying attention to it.

This guy's strength is higher than Hou Yinglang, and he is barely considered a meridian practitioner. But unfortunately, his breath was chaotic and impure. Yu Linghe and Bai Longma could see at a glance that he was a meridian who had just been promoted, and he must have been forcibly promoted through some secret method, and his potential in his body was squandered.

It can be said that from then on, his cultivation has stagnated. Unless he found some magical medicine against the sky or obtained the favor of the gods, he would never be able to go further.

However, it is not easy to obtain that kind of magical medicine that is against the sky. As for the favor of the gods... even Yu Linghe dared not expect it, let alone such people.

Yu Linghe's eyes flashed, and she lost the interest in observing. She turned to Hou Yinglang and said, "Brother Hou, don't be fine."

Hou Yinglang was extremely excited. He put away his weapons, gave a deep bow, and said, "Brother Yu, it's really... great."

Yu Linghe chuckled and said, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Hou Yinglang smiled bitterly and said, "We want to leave, but we can't leave." His eyes looked at the people in front of him and said, "If we meet Zeng Fan, the dog nose, it's hard for us to leave."

Yu Linghe was stunned and looked at the person in front of the person opposite. Sure enough, this person's nose was extremely funny. If you look at the nose alone, it was indeed similar to a dog's nose.

However, he knew more clearly that what Hou Yinglang mentioned was probably not the appearance, but the ability of this nose.

Sure enough, Zeng Fan sneered and said, "Hou Yinglang, don't pretend to be pitiful. Even if you said the sky was so scattered, you will leave the fog earth for me today." After that, he bowed to Yu Linghe and said, "This brother should be a student of Yunmeng Academy. This matter has nothing to do with Yunmeng Academy. Please leave."

(To be continued.)
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