Three days later, Luo Gan and Huo Sixian and their group had officially entered the dangerous area of ​​Tianxing Mountain. Due to their extreme slowness, they had never encountered a monk except for some monsters along the way.

Cao Wan'er followed the team boredly and walked slowly.

To be honest, this is completely different from the adventure Cao Wan'er thought. Adventures, there is not even a slight risk.

Cao Wan'er is always at the forefront of Qinglan Sect, and only other disciples come to ask her for help, which is not like now. Cao Wan'er glanced at Jiang Xiaoya next to her. She actually fell to the point of being protected with the disciples of the Ningling Stage. Sadly, she couldn't even express any opinions.

In terms of cultivation, only Luo Gan and Jiang Xiaoya were present at the same time.

In terms of actual combat effectiveness, Jiang Xiaoya is probably the only one who is inferior to her. Although Cao Wan'er usually looks like she looks down on Mu Wen and Huo Sili, after having experienced her experience in the mountains these days, she still has to admit that her combat effectiveness is indeed the last among these people.

How could Cao Wan'er, who was determined to take risks, bear it?

"Senior Brother, let me explore the way forward later. You can rest for a while." Cao Wan'er smiled flatteringly at Luo Gan who had just returned from exploring the way.

Luo Gan looked at Cao Wan'er with a smile. How could he not know what Cao Wan'er was thinking. However, Jill had just told him that the demon beasts on this mountain were very weak in their spiritual sense and nothing could threaten them. Since this was the case, it would be better to let Cao Wan'er go out and let her keep it in such a hurry.

"Okay, since you want to go, then go. Don't be too far away from us, do you know?"

"Okay, your loyal junior sister will obey your order."

"Stop being poor, be careful of the danger, do you know?"

"Okay OK OK I'll leave." As he said that, Cao Wan'er disappeared into the woods.

On the other side, Huo Sixian chuckled and said to Luo Gan: "You senior brother is so tired. You are so much more responsible than our masters in Dongfu Sword Sect. You are almost becoming their mother."

Luo Gan shrugged, "There is no way, our Qinglan Sect is not as talented as you sects. We only have seven in total. Oh no, now we have eight inner disciples. Each one is the treasure of our Qinglan Sect. If it hits each other, I'm afraid that my master will not be able to spare me."

"I'm too humble. Who doesn't know that your inner disciples of Qinglan Sect have so high requirements that you almost have the highest requirements in the Tianmu Realm. If you say that the disciples of our sects are all talents, your inner disciples of Qinglan Sect are probably all geniuses. You three junior brothers and sisters have been practicing for less than half of mine. Sisi, the three meridians of fifty years are scary to think about."

"Why, Bingchi Sword also has something to be afraid of?" Luo Gan quipped.

"Why didn't there? At least the Jindan stage monks are enough to make the entire Kuraki City feel scared." Huo Sixian said with some advice.

"We don't have any golden elixir stage."

"There will always be something in the future. I believe that Qinglan Sword Master must have the ability to teach you to the Golden Pill stage." Huo Sixian unconsciously showed a hint of envy in his tone.

Luo Gan smiled and said nothing. If you knew that my master was following the policy of stocking free-range, you would probably not think so.

"boom"

A flash of lightning suddenly passed by in a hurry, and a trace of wet suddenly fell on everyone's faces.

This is really unacceptable to Tianxing Mountain. It is no wonder that most monks are unwilling to choose this ghost place even if they go out to practice. The climate change in Tianxing Mountain has always been unreasonable. The sunny sky last hour was still bright and clear, and the next hour may start to rain heavily. The key is that this kind of rain still has no warning.

Among the monks, there are magic tricks such as practicing physiognomy and fortune-telling. Generally speaking, most weather changes cannot escape the calculations of these monks. But there are always some exceptions that cannot be calculated by monks, such as too powerful natural disasters, or "man-made disasters" caused by monsters or monks with spiritual power. These are all impossible to calculate, and of course they are related to the cultivation level of the monks themselves. If you can practice until the Mahayana stage, you can naturally avoid all natural disasters and man-made disasters in the cultivation world.

This is the climate change in Tianxing Mountain

What a monk can't calculate the change. If this kind of incalculable change is because of a monster, it is not realistic, because Tianxing Mountain has always been like this. Even if the lifespan of a monster is limited, it is impossible for an old monster tens of thousands of years to be here. If this were the case, the monks in the Tianmu Realm would have died long ago.

No matter how much you complain, Luo Gan and the others are not slow at all. As long as you cover your spiritual power, you can well isolate the rain. This is the simplest use of spiritual power for monks in Tongmai stage.

But someone is in trouble. Although Jiang Xiaoya has no meridians, she has a good master. Jiang Xiaoya picked up a magic weapon and did not inject spiritual power into it. The magic weapon itself supported a spiritual shield beside Jiang Xiaoya.

The only one left is Luo Gan. Although Luo Gan can use magic to achieve the same effect, he dare not use it. Usually, using magic to fight, it can be said that the magic tricks I learned are different from yours, but this basic control of spiritual power can easily make others feel that they are not spiritual power. So although Luo Gan has a way, he can only be wet in the rain silently. Fortunately, Luo Gan has an inexplicable sense of intimacy with the water element. Even if he is wet in the rain, he does not feel uncomfortable, but instead feels a little relieved.

"Senior Brother, are you okay?" Mu Wen asked with concern. Although the cultivator's body was much stronger than that of mortals, the rain in Tianxing Mountain was also surprisingly large. The raindrops were like small arrows, hitting everyone hard.

"It's okay, what's that?" Luo Gan resisted the urge to wrap himself up with his magic and waved his hand at Mu Wen with a smile.

"The rain in Tianxing Mountain is a bit strange, and it was only born in Tianxing Mountain." Huo Sixian murmured to himself.

If there was such heavy rain in the surrounding villages, such as Chiya Village, those mortals would have been killed long ago. But the magical thing is that with just such a small distance, those villages became normal, which is really puzzling.

"Yes." At this moment, everyone suddenly groaned in a muffled manner. Somehow they felt a palpitations together.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother." At this time, Cao Wan'er ran back from the front and pointed to the sky in the distance and said, "Hurry, look over there."

Luo Gan and others raised their heads, all of whom were shocked by the scene in front of them and couldn't say a word.

A blood-red sun hung straight in the rain, making people shudder. And that direction was exactly where everyone was going, the gathering place of the red-tailed fire monkeys.
Chapter completed!