Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 311 Sudden Tenderness

According to speculation, this fog spirit may have two forms, one is a cloud of white gas, which is integrated with this white mist.

After Xiao Lingxi advanced, when he used his hidden supernatural power, he existed in this gaseous form, completely integrated with the surrounding environment.

There is another form, which is similar to the form of mustard seeds.

This form is more difficult to find, perhaps it is a very small grain of ordinary sand, or a very small drop of water vapor, floating in the air.

If Wuling can already exist in the form of mustard seeds, finding it within a range of several hundred miles is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

After searching for about three hours, the sky had already darkened, and Mu Sheng couldn't wait impatiently.

"The Wuling, is it still there?" Mu Sheng asked in the sky.

"Here." Wu Ling yawned deliberately in response.

"Don't do anything to my apprentice, or you will die immediately. Oh, and you are not allowed to torture my apprentice's cousin. As for the rest, you can do it yourself." Mu Sheng said a few more words, leaving behind the ninth grade Lei Yihu held the battle here, and he sent a message to Patriarch Qisi to protect him back to the sect.

In the past one or two years, many alchemists disappeared inexplicably, which is a good thing done by the demons.

The two patriarchs Qi Si and Qi Xian came together to protect Mu Sheng back to the sect.

Tianyinzong had just died of an old monster who crossed robbery, and Huayanzong was ready to take revenge at any time, so he had to be careful.

When Mu Sheng returned to the sect, the picture of the master covering his face was already on sale in Tianyun Zongfang City, but he didn't know it yet.

In a flash, it was three days.

Wuling dozed off on the pear tree.

An Qingli and his party were still searching in the white mist.

The fog is so thick that even if you use your consciousness to check, it is still a vast expanse of whiteness.

It began to rain again.

Raindrops gathered and dripped from the treetops, and there was mud underfoot.

Little Huzi went to the spirit animal bag and counted the storage bags he got not long ago, but he didn't pay much attention to the matter of the Wuling.

Anyway, whether or not Shangshan accepts the Wuling has nothing to do with it.

An Qingli propped up the aura shield and stood on the back of the eighth-order Thunderwing Tiger.

The eighth-level Thunderwing Tiger also has a faint aura to protect the body. Its four claws are in the air, and its whole body is not stained with a drop of cold rain.

In the eyes of Transcending Tribulation Realm, each drop of cold rain has a different shape, and the falling trajectory of each drop of cold rain can be traced. If the falling trajectory of the cold rain is slightly different, Transcending Tribulation Realm can immediately detect it.

However, the three border crossers searched this area carefully for three days, but they still had no clue.

Xiao Lingxi is also worried.

It is good at seeing through illusions, and if the fog spirit exists as a cloud of mist, it can also detect it.

However, the fog spirit is mostly in the form of a mustard seed, hiding in a certain corner, or blocked by some heavy object, so with its current fifth-level cultivation base, even if it has a consonant eye, it can't do anything.

"No hurry, there are still four days, let's take our time." An Qingli comforted the impatient little Lingxi, "Besides, we just promised to help, not a promise to help, we just do our best."

The little Lingxi stared out with wide eyes, and kept stuffing poison pills into its mouth. It wanted to quickly break through to the sixth level, so that its Lingxi eyes could see farther and more clearly.

The second-order little Jin Tan fell ill on Xiao Lingxi's body.

It consumes a lot of essence to pull out the magic energy for Xiaokongjian, which hurts the foundation, just like a monk who hurt the meridians and failed to recover.

When it first followed An Qingli, it took ten years to successfully break through to the fourth level. However, after its foundation was damaged, it only took ten years to recover to the second level.

Although I have been psychologically prepared for a long time, when I really bear the consequences, there are still tears of bitterness.

It's also thanks to Qingli's family who knows how to grow trees, and often finds time to raise it, otherwise it would be difficult for it to return to the second level.

"Qingli." Xiao Jintan said.

"Yes." An Qingli replied calmly.

"Then if you help Shangshan find Wu Ling, remember to ask him for the spirit stone."

Xiao Jintan, whose foundation has been damaged, is like a sieve. He needs to use several times more spiritual stones than before to store the corresponding spiritual power.

"Write it down, for sure." An Qingli raised her lips almost invisibly.

Shang Shan looked at the cold rain in front of him, and noticed that the expression on An Qingli's face was moving slightly, so he came over via voice transmission and said, "Did you find out anything about the master's beloved disciple?"

An Qingli replied via voice transmission: "Not yet. But most of the fog spirit exists as a tiny speck of water vapor, and we can only discover something if there is a change in the water vapor."

Ordinary people can't see that kind of tiny water vapor, even the monks who practice Qi and build a foundation may not be able to see it.

Shangshan drew back his eyelashes, pondered and said, "Can I send a message to An Qingjin?"

"No." An Qingli had already tried.

Shangshan slightly frowned his beautiful long eyebrows, half of the betting time had passed, and he couldn't let it go.

Little Pegasus stared at Shangshan, not at his face, but at the luck on his head.

Qi Gao looked at Qi Min and shook his head.

If the fog spirit is within a few feet, it may be enough to detect it, but if it is too far away, it will be beyond reach.

Shangshan sent a voice transmission to An Qingli, and said again: "Master and disciple, if you were Wuling, would you hide and stay still, or follow the wind all the way with us?"

An Qingli turned her face, looked at Shangshan who was a little sad between her brows, and thought about the voice transmission: "If I were that Wuling, of course I would follow us all the way, maybe I would follow you, Shangshan Zhenjun, on purpose. behind."

And according to Wu Ling's virtue of coveting beauty, she might stick it on Shangshan's lips, and kiss Fangze to take advantage of it.

But that Wu Ling should not be so bold, daring to appear so close in the sight of Transcending Tribulation Realm.

The Wuling under the pear tree was very angry, and the little Zhuji kept staring at its Shangshan, looking for something.

"Grandmaster loves disciples with great opinions." Shangshan suddenly twitched his eyelashes, looked at An Qingli and smiled indifferently, with a hint of pampering in his smile.

The entire white mist forest seemed to lose its color because of this.

Little Lingxi was at a loss as to why Shangshan was smiling so charmingly at this time.

Is it to seduce its Qingli?

Xiao Jintan proclaimed the Buddha's name, and sighed that men are seductive, and thanks to the fact that the master is not here, otherwise, I don't know what kind of trouble will happen.

"Huh? What the hell?"

An Qingli had goosebumps all over her body, she just felt Shangshan's sudden smile, which was inexplicable.

This Shangshan didn't like to laugh at all, he was a deserted person, especially in Fengyu's secret realm, he even threatened An Qingli to destroy her family, so An Qingli's impression of Shangshan was always in a horrible place. You can't play with it from a distance.

Even Master Mu Sheng only patted Shangshan on the shoulder once, and was shunned by Shangshan when he patted the shoulder for the second time.

Furthermore, this Shangshan is a ruthless person, and he will not be soft when he wants to kill.

Such a ruthless person suddenly doting and smiling at others is really shocking.

"It's raining heavily and the wind is cool, but it's cold?" Shang Shan walked towards An Qingli slowly with a pampering smile on his face, and said softly.

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