"Of course not. I have also made an appointment with a few fellow Taoists to meet here. We will continue on the road after everyone has gathered. Before that, I'd better find a place to recover the mana I've consumed in the past few days." Zhou Yin looked up.
He glanced in the air, then jumped up and landed on the boulder, meditating.
Hearing this, Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen looked at each other and found a place to sit cross-legged and meditate.
Only half a day later, there was a green light in the sky flying towards this direction.
Zhou Yin, who was on the boulder, opened his eyes and looked towards the green light.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Lei. I've been waiting here for a long time." Zhou Yin said with a smile.
Hearing the noise, Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen, who were meditating, also opened their eyes and looked up into the sky.
I saw a tall man with a beard standing in the air, looking at Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen with strange eyes, with no intention of going down.
"Brother Zhou, what do you mean now? Why are there suddenly these two people?" the man with a beard asked with a serious look on his face.
"This is fellow Taoist Dongfang, who is an old friend of mine, and the other is his fellow disciple, both of us, brother Lei, don't be surprised." Zhou Yin pointed at Dongfang Zimo and others and introduced.
The big man with a beard felt relieved, and after circling in the air, he flew downwards.
"Two fellow Taoists are also here to look for the ruins of the ancient monks?" the big man with a beard asked, cupping his hands at Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen.
"You didn't come here to look for the treasure, why don't you come here to have fun?" Yang Chen said with a cold snort.
"Fellow Daoist, your tone is not small. Although you are still in the middle stage of foundation building, you don't know how strong you are?" The big man with a beard said with an angry look on his face, and said with a sneer.
Naturally, this big man with a beard is also a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he has stayed in this realm for decades, so he dares to say these words.
"Fellow Daoist Lei, don't be angry. My senior brother has a weird temper. It was just a joke. Don't pay attention to Daoist Lei." Dongfang Zimo saw that the situation was not right and hurriedly stepped forward to mediate.
"The road ahead is dangerous and unknown, so we'd better try to preserve a little bit of mana." Zhou Yin said with a frown.
"Hmph!" The big man with a beard saw that Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen were on the same team, so he naturally did not dare to take action. In addition, there was Zhou Yin, a late-stage foundation builder, so he could only snort and stop saying anything.
The tall man with a beard found an open space, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.
When Zhou Yin saw this, his expression relaxed. After saying something to Dongfang Zimo and others, he returned to the boulder to meditate.
A few more hours passed like this.
The originally calm sky suddenly blew up with gusts of dark wind, and Dongfang Zimo looked up in surprise.
I saw that the originally sunny sky was now covered with dark clouds.
And not far away, a group of black mist was flying towards them.
In addition to the black mist, there was also a Confucian scholar carrying a long sword coming to control the weapon.
"Haha, everyone is finally here." Just when Dongfang Zimo was shocked, Zhou Yin suddenly laughed.
"Hahaha! Sorry, I'm late... Huh? Who are these two thin-skinned guys?" The black mist let out a deafening laugh, seeming to notice Dongfang Zimo and Yang
Chen Chen suddenly stopped laughing.
"Fellow Daoist Lei, Brother Zhou." As soon as the Confucian man landed, he said with a smile like the bearded man and Zhou Yin. Then he looked at Dongfang Zimo and others with puzzled faces.
"Brother Wei, Fellow Daoist Lu, you are finally here. Let me introduce you. These two are Fellow Daoist Dongfang and Fellow Daoist Yang. I think it will be safe to have them both this time." Zhou Yin greeted the Confucian scholar and a man with a smile.
Said a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and exuding devilish aura. Especially the man in black robe, Zhou Yin was vaguely afraid of this person.
Dongfang Zimo glanced at these two people and his expression changed. One of them was in the middle stage of foundation building, and the other was in the late stage of foundation building. Their magic power was slightly deeper than Zhou Yin's.
Yang Chen glanced at the two of them indifferently, not caring at all about their cultivation.
"Oh? The cultivation level of these two guys is not low. It seems that Brother Zhou is still a little worried, haha." The man in black robe spoke in a low voice, which made people feel very uncomfortable, but the words were meaningful and worth listening to.
Reflect.
"It's safer to have more people. I'm old and don't want to take more risks." Zhou Yin stroked his beard without changing his expression.
"Brother Zhou, haven't we already determined the number of people? Why didn't Brother Zhou bring these two Taoist friends and notify them in advance?" The Confucian scholar frowned and asked with some dissatisfaction.
"Young Daoist Lu is right. If we find a treasure, I won't want to divide it into one quarter of the original treasure." The big man with a beard said seriously.
"Don't worry, you two fellow Taoists. Just give me a little share of my share for them, and distribute it according to the original setting." Zhou Yin seemed to have anticipated this and dealt with it calmly.
"Okay! Everyone has already agreed to leave as soon as possible. You two little guys should follow closely." The man in black robe glanced at Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen with an evil smile, and then turned into
A cloud of black mist flew away.
Hearing this, the Confucian scholar and the tall man with the beard also summoned their flying magic weapons to follow.
"Two fellow Taoists, let's go." Zhou Yin glanced at the sky, turned around and said kindly.
Dongfang Zimo smiled bitterly and followed the black mist with Zhou Yin and others.
The six people didn't speak during the whole journey, and the atmosphere seemed extremely strange.
Everyone has a solemn look on their face.
Everyone flew like this for more than ten days, and they were already thousands of miles away from the starting point.
After flying continuously for so long, most of everyone's mana has been consumed.
Dongfang Zimo and some of the monks in the middle stage of foundation building all looked a little pale.
Although Zhou Yin and the man named Wei were one level higher than them in cultivation, they still didn't feel comfortable.
The Confucian man gritted his teeth and was about to suggest adjusting his breath and regaining his magic power before setting out on the road, when suddenly the black mist in front of him stagnated in the air and stopped motionless.
"Brother Wei, what's wrong?" Before the Confucian man could ask, the tall man with a beard beside him asked curiously.
"The ruins are down here." A hoarse voice came from the black mist.
Hearing this, the big man with a beard and others felt happy, and looked down with bright eyes.
I saw that they were above a dense forest, a green area, and there were thick clouds and mist in the forest, making it difficult to see everything below.
"This haze actually has the function of blocking spiritual consciousness, which is a bit troublesome." Zhou Yin murmured with a serious expression.
Sure enough, after Dongfang Zimo and others looked down, their expressions changed.
"Hey, why are you panicking? Don't forget that I still have the stronghold of the ruins in my hand." The black mist subsided, and a man in black robe appeared, holding a dharma plate in his hand.
"That's very good, but it's a troublesome thing to cross the poisonous fog below. If you want to forcefully fly through, I'm afraid the poisonous gas will enter your body within a moment and you may risk falling." The big man with a beard said with a headache.