Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 668 Miasma

The visitor was a thin young man in black, carrying a long sword, with extremely long arms, prominent cheekbones, and eyes like piranha eyes hanging on high cheekbones, giving people the feeling that this person must be a cruel and ruthless person.

Gui Nu couldn't stand the bad news now, he said: "Brahma, what happened?"

The young man named Brahma said: "Tonight, there was a warning from the shadowless bird, I went to check and found that a group of righteous disciples were camping less than 200 miles away from here."

Gui Nu stood up and said: "What? Righteous disciples? Can you see who they are?"

Brahma said: "These righteous disciples are very cautious, and their cultivation is very high. As soon as I approached, I was noticed by their disciples who were guarding the periphery. But I think they seem to be elite disciples of Cangyun Sect, and Gu Jianchi is also among them. There are quite a few people, more than 20 people."

Gui Nu's old face was full of surprise and doubt. This place is about 6,000 miles away from Cangyun Sect, and it is near the border of southern Xinjiang and the Dead Marsh. How could the elite disciples of Cangyun Sect come here? Are they here for training?

No, who would come here for training unless they are looking for death, not to mention that there is Gu Jianchi with them, it is definitely not as simple as training.

He immediately ordered, "Release all the shadowless birds to scout the movements of the righteous disciples, and order all the disciples to return to the cave and not go out. We can't afford to offend the people of Cangyun Sect."

Brahma said: "Elder, if they are coming for us, what should we do?"

Ghost slave laughed bitterly and said: "There are many people who want our lives, but it is definitely impossible for them to be righteous disciples. I hope they are just passing by here, and don't conflict with them."

Suddenly, elite disciples of the righteous Cangyun Sect appeared near Qiming Mountain. This incident gave Ghost Slave an extremely bad premonition in his heart. This feeling was like that night 25 years ago, and he seemed very powerless.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't dare to doze off on the tree branch. His spiritual consciousness was open, combing the surrounding grass over and over again like a comb, for fear that any wild giant monster would suddenly jump out of the grass and eat people.

Looking at the sky, it was still early, and he had to stay up until dawn. Ye Xiaochuan felt depressed. If he had known, he would have stayed up all night for the first round, and let Qi Feiyuan stay up for the second round. As a result, he couldn't even get a good night's sleep.

The next morning, Ye Xiaochuan yawned with panda eyes, looking at the energetic female disciples with envy, wondering whether he should discuss with the senior brother. Adhering to the principle of gender equality, female disciples should also be allowed to keep up the night in the future.

Don't say that they are all weak women. Which female disciple in this team is a good person? Du Chun, Yun Qiyou, and Gu Pan'er are in the realm of spiritual silence. Ning Xiangruo and Baili Yuan are probably about the same. They are more than enough to keep up the night.

Gu Jianchi didn't rush to set off today. He was holding a map of southern Xinjiang and discussing something with Sun Yao. Ye Xiaochuan was annoyed when he saw Sun Yao. This guy was a lackey, self-proclaimed deputy captain, and he yelled at him all day long. He had long disliked him.

Cooking rice or millet porridge, everyone knows that Ye Xiaochuan is a good cook. Poor Ye Xiaochuan was dragged by Gu Paner and others to prepare breakfast for everyone. He was thinking about whether to make a deal with the eldest brother. In the future, he would take care of the meals for the whole team. Don't let him keep watch at night. It's too hard. He is willing to be a fat chef and dedicate his youth to satisfy everyone's appetite.

There is no high requirement for making porridge. If you want to make a good pot of porridge, there is only one word, stir.

Ye Xiaochuan kept stirring in the pot with a big spoon. It took half an hour to stir. A pot of rice porridge was half cooked, and the rice fragrance was overflowing, which was mouth-watering.

Before he could say anything, Gu Paner and others who had been waiting for a long time with bowls on the side rushed over. As a result, he worked hard to stir the millet porridge for half an hour, but he didn't drink much. Those female disciples who threatened to lose weight every day had two or three bowls each.

At this time, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt that he was a little late this morning. It was almost noon, and Gu Jianchi still had no intention of leaving.

Ye Xiaochuan thought of what he had guessed yesterday, and kept smiling bitterly in his heart, hoping that he had guessed wrong.

The group finally set off. This time the flight altitude was very low and the speed was not fast. It was almost noon when they flew more than a hundred miles. Gu Jianchi waved to let everyone stop, and then took the map to compare the surrounding mountains and terrain.

Gu Paner was beside Ye Xiaochuan and said, "What is the eldest brother doing? It seems that he has been looking for something since morning."

Ye Xiaochuan said unhappily, "Looking for Qiming Mountain."

Gu Paner asked in confusion, "What are you looking for Qiming Mountain for? Boy, do you know any inside gossip?"

Yun Qiyou, who was standing on the fairy sword not far away, seemed to have heard Ye Xiaochuan's words, and couldn't help looking at Ye Xiaochuan. Seeing that there seemed to be a complicated look in Ye Xiaochuan's eyes, Yun Qiyou's heart moved, and he seemed to have thought of something.

Gu Jianchi looked at the map for a while, pointed to an inconspicuous mountain in the distance that was shrouded in a faint colorful mist, and said to Sun Yao: "It should be there."

Sun Yao nodded and said: "Even if it's not there, it should be nearby."

Gu Jianchi signaled everyone to land on the ground to rest. As a result, when they got underground, they obviously found something wrong. There was a faint red mist in the forest, which was a bit pungent, like the smell of a rotting corpse.

Gu Jianchi shouted: "Everyone, pay attention, this is the rainbow seven-color miasma of the Dead Marsh, which is highly poisonous."

Miasma is fatal to ordinary people, but for cultivators, as long as they pay a little attention, they will not be in danger of life, because miasma is strictly speaking a chronic poisonous gas. Unlike the poisonous snake that Ye Xiaochuan ate last night, a bite will kill a person within half an incense stick. As long as cultivators reach the fifth level of flying realm, they can form a small aura around their bodies to isolate the miasma and prevent the poisonous miasma from being inhaled into the body.

These two nights, the way these people resist mosquito attacks is to arrange an aura energy around their bodies, which is very practical. Only a fool would breathe heavily in the miasma without arranging an aura to isolate the miasma.

After all, this is not the Dead Marsh. The rainbow and seven-color miasma spreading from the Dead Marsh has become much thinner after floating hundreds of miles away. For these elite disciples, there is almost no danger at all.

Everyone focused their attention on the miasma in front of them, and even Gu Jianchi didn't notice that after they landed on the ground, a few inconspicuous shadowless birds flew over their heads and flew towards the west.