The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

The mighty team was divided into three groups, the Feng Family and the Blood Prison Sacred Church were on one side, and the rest of the casual cultivators were divided into two groups.

Although decentralization is more dangerous than centralization, it is also much safer from another perspective.

Most monks understand the principle of not putting all your eggs in one basket.

If they follow the same path, in case of fatal danger or difficulties such as natural barriers, the exploration team will be completely wiped out.

Divided into three teams to advance, both relatively concentrated strength and planned scattered advance, so as to share enough risks, is the best way to advance.

It is the best way to gather the team and move forward in unison after knowing the general situation.

The screams at the front of the team just verified Fengyue's foresight, and also indicated that the road ahead is full of dangers.

Hu Tianguang, Chi Mingjie, and Qi Muer quickly stepped forward to investigate, and Murong Chuan, who fell at the end, also walked slowly to find out.

The ancient trees of the Nai River are very strange. Without so many cannon fodder to explore the way, how could Murong Chuan dare to go alone.

Both Fengyue and the Blood Prison Sacred Church knew that Murongchuan and his party were definitely not good people, nor were they people who would serve as cannon fodder for others, but they disappeared abruptly.

Fengyue probably guessed it, but the Holy Cult of Blood Prison and the casual cultivators had already become cannon fodder and pathfinding stones.

"what happened."

The crowd ahead was full of excitement, and the mature and prudent Hu Tianguang stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

"Elder Hu, take a quick look."

A very excited monk quickly stepped aside.The rest of the monks followed suit and gave up a wide enough distance.

Hu Tianguang and the others stepped forward, only to see a huge crack appearing on their way forward.

On the crack, there is still a monk floating!
The cultivator stared wide-eyed, his whole body shrank and collapsed, tightly attached to the bones, as if he had become a mummified corpse.

Judging from the decayed clothes, this person had died here for at least a thousand years, but the sharp-eyed monk had already recognized him.

This is one of the missing people who explored the ancient tree in the past few days. In just a few days, he has turned into this ghostly appearance.

When Brother Jiling explained the reason, Hu Tianguang and the three frowned together. They didn't expect them to be so unlucky.

They marched for most of the day, if they turned back to find the way, it would be a waste of half a day, and a half day of life wasted in vain.

"What do you two think?"

Hu Tianguang asked in a deep voice, Chi Mingjie bowed his head and remained silent, and Qi Muer asked softly, "Did you not test it?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all lowered their heads not to look at the three people, and no one was willing to be a pawn.

Probing?What are you kidding.

No one is a fool, and no one wants to waste their own vitality to pave the way for others.

Standing on the root system of this mountain, everyone can barely bear the speed of plundering vitality, but they can't bear it when they are off the ground.

Who knows what kind of monsters are hidden in the huge cracks there, even if there are no monsters, no one is willing to try just the terrifying life plundering.

Qi Mu'er's meaning is clear, that is, someone should stand up and try the speed at which the crack absorbs life force before deciding whether to move forward or turn back.

Everyone seemed to be unable to understand, either looking left and right, or looking up at the sky and looking down at the ground, or they just didn't agree with Qi Muer's words.

The meaning of everyone is also very clear, since you have put forward an opinion, then you can do it yourself.

Hu Tianguang was at ease, and Chi Mingjie still bowed his head in thought. They had already guessed this kind of result, so they kept silent.

Qi Mu'er was in a hurry, but she had nowhere to vent, she even made a high profile, otherwise her prestige plummeted, how could she fight for interests in the future.

At this moment, Murong Chuan walked into the crowd with funny steps, moving the fat all over his body, panting.

Qi Mu'er saw that Murong Chuan's beautiful eyes lit up, and Murong Chuan also smiled obsessively, and went straight to Qi Mu'er, ignoring all the monks.

"Fat Daoist, you are really late."

Qi Mu'er took a walk and took two steps, walked up to Murong Chuan, and before he could say a few polite words, she pulled him to the edge of the crack and said:
"Look at this huge crack, not only because of it, the three of us are also hesitating, whether to move forward or this time, what do you think of Fat Daoist?"

Qi Mu'er's words made Murong Chuan extremely comfortable, but the surrounding monks became suspicious.

They all felt that this fat monk looked familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, they all felt that they didn't know him.

But all the monks thought again, all the monks in the Shenqiao Realm knew him, they must have seen him before, otherwise how could they be familiar.

Maybe he was so ordinary that they didn't care much.

This is the brilliance of the cold-faced man, using a very ordinary face to gain a sense of familiarity, only in this way can he easily blend into the environment.

Murong Chuan was also very shrewd, pulling the three managers as shields was enough to silence everyone.

When this team reintegrates into the main force, Murong Chuan will be completely lurking.

Under Qi Mu'er's guidance, Murong Chuan poked his head and took a look at the crack. Before he got close to the terrifying crack, he felt the ghostly howling and howling.

The crack cut across the entire mountain range, was tens of feet wide, bottomless, and gusts of wind blew from bottom to top.

It can blow up a corpse and suspend it in mid-air, which is enough to judge the strength of the Yin wind.

"Oh, what a strong wind, what a deep crack."

Murong Chuan took two steps back and exclaimed, Qi Muer rolled his eyes, wishing he could kick the fat man in front of him off the cliff.

Of course she knew that the wind was big and the pit was deep, and what she wanted was Murong Chuan to dedicate himself to the investigation.

"The Fat Daoist is indeed very intelligent, I don't know how we should deal with it."

Qi Mu'er guided patiently, and even gave him a wink, Murong Chuan immediately said proudly:

"Although the crack is huge, it's not difficult to get through it. It doesn't take much time to fly through it with the Shenhong. It's not a problem.

But the problem is that after the feet leave the ground, the loss of vitality will accelerate.Unless you try it out, the effect of Yinfeng on the loss of vitality.

If it's feasible, it's not a problem to fly there. If it's not feasible, you can only turn back and take a detour. "

Murong Chuan's analysis was clear and logical, and he looked smug, but it didn't arouse everyone's disgust, but they all showed pitiful eyes.

All monks can guess the things he analyzed, the key is who is going to test them.

"Fat Daoist is really wise and mighty, what do you think there is nothing to do, everyone is waiting for you to make up your mind."

Qi Mu'er directly pushed him into the hole, Murong Chuan's chubby face froze, and then he pretended to be magnanimous and said:

"It should be, everyone has to work together, and someone has to take risks."

Murong Chuan was full of arrogance, and everyone cooperated to show admiration, but he turned his head and said:

"Fellow Daoist Qi, Fat Lord, I am willing to do anything for you. I wonder if we can have a talk by candlelight tonight?"

Everyone couldn't help laughing immediately, and they all showed a look of sudden realization.

There is no fool who can enter the secret realm, and no one is willing to be cannon fodder unless he has another purpose.