The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

When the mummy sank to the bottom of the valley and slowly rose up, the monk in charge of guarding exclaimed, and everyone left the cliff one after another, stepped on the ground and continued to move forward.

After going on the road again, everyone was immediately in high spirits, and their condition was much better than before.

On the way to continue moving forward, Hu Tianguang counted his fingers, and even got a stick of incense to breathe.

Although a stick of incense is nothing, it can definitely alleviate the erysipelas and greatly increase the distance traveled.

The physical fatigue was relieved, and the speed of everyone's progress was naturally faster. Not long after the sunset and the stars just rose, they reached the set goal.

The col is very narrow, but it can accommodate dozens of monks without any problem.

Hu Tianguang's team was the last one to arrive, and it was also the one with the best looks among all the teams.

Regardless of whether it was another team of casual cultivators or the team of Fengyue and the Holy Cult of Blood Prison, the monks were all tired-eyed.

It's not that Fengyue is not smart enough to discover the magical effect of cracks, but that they have encountered no obstacles along the way.

Not to mention the cracks of several tens of feet, I didn't even see a broken rock several feet wide, and I came here in a flat way.

Another team of casual cultivators also encountered a similar situation. After one person died, they turned back and took the path of Fengyue.

Because there is no obstacle, the speed of travel is relatively faster.

Only the team that passed through the cracks one after another and was still practicing on the cracks to recover, the last one was long overdue.

"Hu Daochang, the scheduled meeting before the sunset, you are quite late!"

Fengyue scolded coldly and angrily, and the other monks also looked sullen, contemptuous of the team that came late.

In this hellish place, every point of vitality is lost, and wasting time is killing money and killing one's life.

Hu Tianguang was not annoyed, and leaned slightly and said, "Miss Feng, don't blame us, we encountered a cliff with a dark wind, and it will take some time to pass.

Hu can't bear to waste everyone's time, but now this speed is already the limit. "

Hu Tianguang's remarks aroused the interest of several people in the management team.

Both Fengyue and the black-robed priest asked about the situation of the Yinfeng on the cliff and the terrifying speed at which it plundered life.

If this group of people can still look refreshed after crossing the cliff and the wind, it means that they have gained a lot!

Fengyue's beautiful eyes were exquisite, and Hu Tianguang proudly stroked his goatee, and proudly said:
"We found a way to pass through the Yin Wind, and we also found a way to temporarily restore physical strength.

I don't know if this discovery can make up for our lateness. "

"Daoist Hu is really a heavenly man, please don't hesitate to enlighten me."

Fengyue hurriedly got up and saluted respectfully. Hu Tianguang was very comfortable with the attitude of the corporal.

So much so that he forgot that the method of crossing the cliff and the method of recovering his physical strength were all thanks to Murong Chuan.

Maybe he remembered, but just ignored it on purpose.

Hu Tianguang didn't mention it, and everyone didn't say anything, it seemed that they deliberately ignored Murong Chuan, and Murong Chuan was also happy and at ease.

Hu Tianguang talked eloquently, and after talking about the general process, everyone suddenly realized.

Seeing Hu Tianguang complacent and another team of casual cultivators, his expression became a little uneasy.

They also encountered the precipice and the wind, but the result was completely opposite. It would be a lie to say that they were not jealous.

Everyone is a half-assed person who is looked down upon by others. Suddenly you are superior, how can the other one not be jealous.

Fengyue sighed, sometimes luck is too good, it may not necessarily be a good thing.

Originally the strongest team chose the safest path, but missed the opportunity to rest and recover.

Everyone discussed for a while, and after making contingency strategies for various unexpected situations, they were ready to set off on the road.

"Everyone, since everyone is here and has found a way to rest, let's move forward at full speed."

Fengyue stood up and waved her arms, and all the monks hurriedly got up to respond, and Hu Tianguang went on to say:

"The bright moon hangs high, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the road ahead can be seen at a glance, so it is just the time to make a breakthrough.

We are all monks, it doesn't matter if we don't eat or sleep for a long time, now that we have found a way to recover, let's rush to the palace in one go. "

Hu Tianguang's act of acting as a proxy made the monks of the Feng family very unhappy, but the monks agreed in unison, and in fact, no one could match it for a while.

Fengyue laughed dumbfounded, but didn't care too much, allowing Hu Tianguang to act recklessly, but kept paying attention to Hu Tianguang's team.

Hu Tianguang's intention in doing this is obvious, that is, to unite with many scattered cultivators to gain absolute dominance while the other team shows weakness.

As long as he holds Sanxiu in his hands, even if the Feng family is powerful, he must weigh his weight.

Fengyue didn't care too much, and led people to rush forward quickly. The black-robed priest observed for a while, and finally led his own people to move forward quickly.

Sanxiu followed at the end, and Hu Tianguang was very happy.

There are two major forces opening the way ahead, and it would be safer for them to follow behind.

Even if they can't fly, monks are monks after all, far beyond what ordinary people can compare.

Although the root system of the Nai River ancient tree bulges like a mountain, it is only a petrified root system after all, and it is not too difficult to climb over it.

Everyone is like an antelope, leaping vertically among the high mountains, traveling at an extremely fast speed.

The entire uplifted root system is at least three days away from the main trunk, and a day and a half without sleep is enough to reach it.

Of course, the premise is that there are no accidents, no traps and obstacles.

Fengyue ran at the front of the team, constantly thinking in her mind, everyone in Hu Tianguang's team was trying to find the person she was looking for.

Since she is called a demon girl, she naturally has some evil spirits.

Her memory is amazing, she can clearly remember the appearance and name, as well as the main abilities and characteristics of anyone she glances at.

Fengyue remembered all the monks, and she observed them one by one long before Hu Tianguang's team came.

Under the premise of confirming that there are not many people, naturally they focused on observing the last team.

"The last team has one more person, that bastard is really keeping his word."

The corners of Fengyue's mouth curled up slightly, and she went through the number of people again in her mind, and kept comparing her appearance and name.

In the end, the target was locked on a fat man looking around.

"Murong Chuan, Murong Chuan, why are you so emboldened, I am looking forward to the way you cheat the Holy Cult of the Blood Prison.

Also, it's not over for you to play tricks on me, sooner or later we will have a contest. "

Fengyue murmured to herself, but Murong Chuan, who was at the back of the team, couldn't help but sneezed and looked around cautiously.

"Damn it, who cursed me again, the young master is a good baby, okay?"

Murong Chuan rubbed his nose, sniffing the fragrant wind blowing in front of him, he couldn't help showing his brother pig's face.

The monks around were full of contempt, but Murong Chuan did his own thing, and Qi Muer, who was in front of him, also let it go and loved Murong Chuan even more.

Surrounded by cannon fodder, Murong Chuan was enjoying a comfortable life, and couldn't help but choke in his heart.

How many times, whenever he made a perfect plan, God always stepped in and overturned all his advantages.

This time, he finally succeeded, and finally he was able to sit back and enjoy the success.