At this time, there was still one day before the specified time, and Feng Xiaohan and others had only half a day left to the mountainside.

But he was tired of the battles on the road, so he planned to arrive at the entrance of the ruins as soon as possible.

Although Cha Yixiao wanted to take a walk again, considering her physical condition and the four girls were already haggard, she agreed to the proposal.

When the seven people walked less than seven miles, they met two very familiar people.

Guan Changkong was dressed in rags and waved at them from afar. Lou Tingyu sat on the rock beside him. After these days of cultivation, his internal injuries had healed most of his combat power and he had recovered 60% to 70%.

Feng Xiaohan was a little surprised by the embarrassing appearance of the two. With Guan Changkong's wit and decisiveness and Lou Tingyu's profound sword cultivation, someone would actually hurt them like this.

Ye Qiu took out a spiritual medicine, grind it into powder with sword energy, and found some herbs nearby as auxiliary feeding to the two of them.

After four days of traveling with her, Feng Xiaohan and others also learned some of her details.

Leng Yunfeng has always been low-key in his behavior, and even in Changming Sect, he rarely sees disciples walking around. The reason is very simple.

Because the disciples on Leng Yun Peak are not so cultivators as well as scholars.

Books are the third of the ten arts of literati. All the three thousand great ways are included here. The books record all the right and wrong in ancient and modern times. But reading is undoubtedly the most boring and overwhelming thing in the world. Practicing this path requires great perseverance, so Leng Yunfeng does not look at the qualifications to accept disciples, but only depends on his heart and nature.

Although Ye Qiu has mediocre cultivation and very average qualifications, he is well aware of ancient and modern times and can memorize most of the classics circulating in the world, so he can see through the origins of those swordsmen of Qinglan Sect at a glance.

On the way, she kept explaining to the group the effects of plants and trees here and the characteristics of spiritual medicines. Even her understanding of the habits of monsters was not inferior to that of Liu Panpan, who was born in Changhong Peak.

She is very likely to receive the personal teachings of the Tenth Elder, which is the ninth closed disciple of Changming Sect who has been appointed.

Ye Qiu has also read countless medical methods to consolidate the foundation, and his ability to heal injuries is not inferior to any famous doctor.

After taking the medicine powder, Guan Changkong let out the turbid air, which was obviously much easier.

Lou Tingyu felt that the pain between the five internal organs was significantly relieved, the blood stasis between the meridians had already shown signs of melting, and the speed of the vital energy was also restored a lot.

Lou Tingyu said in surprise: "It turns out that Leng Yunfeng has such skills. My injuries have healed a lot. Thank you, junior sister."

As he said that, he got up to pick up his hands. When he was about to salute, he was stopped by Ye Qiu and said, "Senior brother has just taken the medicine. He should transform his spirits and disperse the medicine as soon as possible. It is better not to move around. This is just a small task for me. You and I don't have to thank you for your family."

Feng Xiaohan and Lu Yingfeng stood aside and said, "Although Lou Tingyu is a low-level cave, he is also the best in the same realm with his exquisite swordsmanship, and he can only fight with others openly. In this way, some of the hundreds of people can seriously damage him in a head-on confrontation."

Lu Yingfeng nodded slightly and said, "He has learned a swordsmanship genius who has a Xuanhuang Sword. It is not easy for him to beat him into this way."

"It's not just 'never easy' to summarize?"

Guan Changkong sighed, "The opponent is a girl who uses a sword, and there is also a big man with an iron stick. They all cover their faces with black robes and cannot see their faces. The girl should also be a wonderful person with a figure. Her cultivation has reached the realm of the perfection of the cave and the perfect swordsmanship at least will not be worse than Xiao Rouer. When we fight fairly, Junior Brother Lou and I are not her opponents."

"But the more terrifying thing is the man. He must have the cultivation level of the Cave Nv Realm, but his aura is definitely not comparable to that of the Cave Nv. He broke Junior Brother Lou's sword with his arms and severely injured him from the air. In addition, they also have a golden eagle of the Great Pluto, which can change its size at will."

Guan Changkong recalled: "For some reason, I always feel that they came for me."

He Xirou asked, "Why do you think so?"

"They came to me on the first day of entering the mountain, and they were not robbing, they just wanted to take my life."

"It seems that with the strength of these two people, I will definitely see you again in the ruins."

Feng Xiaohan looked at the mountainside and saw the water mist rising in the forest covering the entire beacon hut. It was like falling into a fairyland in the hazy place. Through the mist, you could vaguely see the green and slightly sticky forest in the distance.

This scene made Feng Xiaohan stunned in place

Fenghuo Mountain is an active volcano, but it has not erupted for hundreds of years. The accumulated heat can be clearly felt even if it is so far apart. Moreover, it is summer now, the surface is dry, so there should not be so much water mist rising.

Then there is only one explanation for these extra water vapor.

The weather is about to change!

This sudden change made Feng Xiaohan feel a little panicked.

The summer in the wilderness is like a desert, with only a cool sun in the sky, but it will change in the sky in a very rare situation!

At that time, storms swept across the clear sky, and the entire wilderness would be flooded by endless rain, and countless giant water monsters would be added out of thin air to slaughter the wilderness.

According to Feng Xiaohan's theory that "heaven and earth are enemies", it should be the anger of the sky and the anger of the world.

He hadn't experienced it, nor had anyone told him, but for some reason, he knew that such a situation had happened.

This is the periphery of the wilderness domain. Due to the influence of the human world, the seasonal nature is between the human world and the wilderness domain.

This made him unable to accurately predict the moment when the change of days came, and at the same time he did not know what it would bring.

So when he realized that the weather was about to change, his face also changed.

Lu Yingfeng noticed this and asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Xiaohan shook his head and said, "I hope I'm thinking too much, everyone should rest. We must seize the time and we must arrive at the saint's ruins before noon."

Lou Tingyu frowned. He needed more time to deconstruct the medicine. He said, "Anyway, there is still one day left, so can't you rush to the road later?"

The rest of the people also looked at Feng Xiaohan, obviously thinking so.

Although Cui Weiming had no real power, his status and status were no different from those of the elders. Moreover, he was fully responsible for the affairs of the various sects' discussions, so everyone must obey his orders.

And according to Cui Weiming's order, they all had to obey Feng Xiaohan's.

But the principle involved in this is too complicated. Feng Xiaohan didn't know where to explain it, so he didn't explain it, but just said, "Let's go."

Lou Tingyu and Guan Changkong looked at each other and sighed.

Sure enough, because I didn’t accept his control and insisted on walking alone, so now do I wear them with my shoes?

Guan Changkong looked at his thin back and thought to himself: "Even if he is a wild boy, he is still a human being after all, and he cannot be pure and pure in his heart."

When Feng Xiaohan heard someone sighing behind him, he knew that they must have misunderstood something.

But he didn't know how to resolve the misunderstanding, so he had to put it behind his mind for the time being.

The woods at the foot of Fenghuo Mountain seem boundless, but when they arrive somewhere, they are suddenly interrupted, replaced by a vast sea of ​​bamboo.

Unlike Qingzhu Peak, the bamboo sea here is full of purple bamboos, but it is different from the few spiritual bamboos in the purple bamboo courtyard.

These purple bamboos are extremely dark in color and even a little black in color. They are a world of difference from the previous green leaf forests and look a little scary.

When the breeze blew, it was not the sound of bamboo leaves colliding, but the sound of dense iron sheets colliding, as if countless people were holding swords to protect and chop.

The entire sea of ​​bamboo was covered with a layer of killing smell.

Feng Xiaohan reached out and pinched a purple bamboo beside him, but when he tried his best, he could only leave a shallow mark on it. It was obviously very hard, so the bamboo leaves made a sound similar to iron sheets.

Cha Yixiao knocked the soil on the soles of his boots on the stone beside him, and whispered: "What the hell is this?"
Chapter completed!