Walking in front of Yan Yan, the Master never looked back.
Although he didn't look at her, his pace was still slow. Sometimes Yan Yan fell a little behind, and his pace immediately slowed down.
But Yan Yan keenly realized that no matter how fast they were walking, the scenery of the houses on both sides of the street always retreated at an extremely fast speed.
Yan Yan suddenly realized that at this moment, she seemed to be following the Master, but in fact, it was the Master who was walking with her using magic.
Therefore, regardless of whether she was behind or not, the speed of the two of them actually remained the same.
The speed may be just her illusion.
So just now, the shopkeeper couldn't see them in the inn because the Master had already started using magic since then.
Yan Yan, who realized it later, stared at the unpretentious old man in front of him.
She didn't feel any magic being added to her, and she was taken out by the old man and walked so far.
In the past, even A Gui, who was in the God Transformation Realm, would not have been unaware of it when she used magic on her.
Could it be that this old man's cultivation is still above A Gui...
Just when Yan Yan was shocked by the new perception, the old man walking in front suddenly stopped.
The old man turned his back to Yan Yan, and his voice was low: "It's time to the night fog wilderness. This place is full of demonic energy, so it's easy for me to take you away to attract fog monsters. Entering the night fog wilderness, you can go by yourself."
Yan Yan then realized that the fog around had become very rich at some point.
At this moment, they were standing by the fog-covered side of the dense forest that He Ji led them to find someone that night.
The old man looked at Yan Yan beside him and asked in a deep voice: "For the next journey, you need to pass through this night fog wilderness. Are you ready?"
Looking at the old man with a brighter look in the night, Yan Yan nodded calmly: "It's ready!"
The old man stopped talking and walked into the desolate mist land of thick and invisible objects.
Yan Yan followed the old man's footsteps just now.
The night fog wilderness is still the same as when she came last time. The fog is thick and thick and undispersed. The dense forest covered by thick fog is like being covered in a huge glass cover, and no wind can be blown in.
This absolute silence makes people feel inexplicably panicked.
The old man's steps were still as fast as he was just now, and he walked forward without looking sideways.
Yan Yan followed closely behind.
She found that the old man didn't seem to have to identify the direction. There was a thick fog around them that could not distinguish things. However, the old man didn't know the route at all. As soon as he stepped into the night fog wilderness, he walked straight forward.
Although Yan Yan, who was following the old man's footsteps, could not help but quietly look at the dense forest covered by fog on both sides...
He stepped into the night fog wilderness twice, Yan Yan never saw the legendary fog demon.
To be honest, she was a little curious.
She wanted to see how the fog demon planted grass in people's mind.
While thinking, Yan Yan was in a daze and saw two faint light balls floating towards her and the old man.
At the same time, Yan Yan heard a strange voice...
"Hahaha, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time. You told me to wait so much and be lonely..."
The sound seemed to penetrate the spiritual consciousness directly and sounded deep in the soul.
Yan Yan's footsteps following the old man suddenly stopped and stood there and stopped leaving.
The old man seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. The moment Yan Yan stopped, the old man suddenly looked like a torch, and the brown spiritual energy dissipated from his body, and his body turned to the dense forest next to him.
In the old man's sight, there were no two strange lights and shadows in Yan Yan's eyes.
There was always a thick gray and thick fog in the old man's eyes.
But the old man suddenly shouted into the depths of the thick fog: "The dust is built into a cradle!"
As the old man shouted, the tiny dust floating in the air around the two men, as if a living creature heard the command, quickly erected a light brown transparent wall around the two men, and the earth spirit vaguely flowed on the wall.
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Inside the wall, the fog that was originally everywhere was completely dispersed, and the thick fog was all isolated from the earth spiritual qi wall built with dust.
Yan Yan's pupils had begun to shrink and returned to Qingming when the fog was forced to retreat.
Just like when Damn woke up, Yan Yan shook his head suddenly and looked at the old man in front of him with a clear look: "Are I bewitched by the fog demon just now? I heard the sound of it talking."
The old man had a gloomy face and stared at Yan Yan fiercely: "You must keep your mind calm when walking at night and always keep in mind the purpose of your trip, otherwise you will be easily psychedelic in the fairy. Just like you think about it in your mind, the fog demon searches.
It's someone like you!"
Yan Yan smiled and nodded repeatedly with a good temper: "What Master has admonished is that I don't think too much!"
The old man glared at Yan Yan and continued to walk forward.
The earth spirit qi protective wall formed just now cannot follow the two of them. When the two continued to move forward, the thick fog quickly wrapped up again, filling the space around them.
This time, Yan Yan did not look into the forest on both sides.
Her eyes fell on the old man's straight back in front of her, and she couldn't help asking: "Teacher, did you see something in the woods just now?"
Just now when she heard the calling sound, she saw two light balls appearing in the forest, and the two light balls flew towards them in a daze.
Then she was awakened by the old man, and the two light balls disappeared.
The old man walking in front always walked forward without looking back and replied in a deep voice: "I didn't see it."
Yan Yan seemed a little unwilling to give up and asked, "But I just saw two light and shadow balls, is that thing the fog demon that harms people?"
When Yan Yan asked, her eyes were always staring at the Master's straight back.
The Master kept walking with his feet and walked forward at an almost uniform speed.
This time, the Master did not answer Yan Yan's question.
Before the Master's reply was over, Yan Yan was a little unwilling to give up and continued to ask herself: "I heard a voice just now. Have you heard that voice?"
The Master still didn't say anything or look back, and always kept a fixed speed and seemed unwilling to pay attention to Yan Yan.
Yan Yanhun didn't care about Master's cold attitude, and still asked himself: "The voice said that it had been waiting for me here for a long time, and said that I finally came, saying it was as if it recognized me, Master, you said,
Is the voice of the speech the fog demon?”
The Master never walked forward without saying a word, and his speed was still slow. He neither answered Yan Yan's questions nor looked back at her, as if he could not hear Yan Yan's voice.
Yan Yan's eyebrows were slightly sank, and he stretched out his hand to pat the Master on the shoulder.
However, her hand was halfway through.
Yan Yan's gaze flashed, stared at the old man walking in front of him, and said softly: "Master, you have grass on your head."