As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

"Yes, Master Zhu."

The Qi refining disciples who were still practicing cross-legged on the flying boat stopped practicing after hearing what Zhu Youcheng said, and then stood up and bowed respectfully to Zhu Youcheng.

"Finally we have to go to the Hidden Mist Mountains. You can't practice with mid-grade spiritual stones on the flying boat. This cultivation speed is really slow."

Fang Han glanced at the monks gathered around him in twos and threes, and couldn't help but frown. These people in Fang Han didn't dare to let go and practice with all their strength, let alone a foundation-building monk on this flying boat.

In the following time, the Qi Refining monks on the flying boat began to gather together and talk. They were just discussing how to form a team and take care of each other after reaching the Hidden Mist Mountains.

Three days passed by in a blink of an eye, and in a blink of an eye, the flying boat flew to a mountain shrouded in fog. Seeing this, Zhu Youcheng directly controlled the flying boat to land 100 meters away from the fog.

"Why are you dazed? Get down quickly!"

Zhu Youcheng couldn't help but angrily scolded him when he saw that the qi-refining disciples on the flying boat were still unable to get off the flying boat.

Whistle.

When all the qi-refining disciples on the flying boat heard Zhu Youcheng's angry rebuke, they immediately came to their senses and jumped off the flying boat one by one. Fang Han took one look at Zhu Youcheng and jumped off the flying boat with everyone else.

"Is this the Kirigakure Mountains where the four sects meet? It's indeed a bit strange."

As soon as Fang Han got off the flying boat, he used his spiritual consciousness to extend toward the fog. When his spiritual consciousness came into contact with the fog, he immediately felt a resistance.

However, Fang Han relied on his spiritual consciousness equivalent to half a step of foundation building, and he still managed to break through the resistance of the fog to his spiritual consciousness. Although he could penetrate this resistance, the distance of the release of his spiritual consciousness was also severely suppressed.

Originally, Fang Han's consciousness could extend out to a radius of two miles during the half-step foundation building. However, due to the resistance of this strange mist, it could only extend out to a hundred feet around him.

"What's going on? My consciousness cannot extend into the fog in front of me."

At this time, a disciple at the seventh level of Qi Refining suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed in surprise. The Qi Refining Stage disciples present also had ugly expressions. They also discovered that this fog can block spiritual consciousness.

"Quiet, the fog in the Kirigakure Mountains can block the spiritual consciousness of those below the tenth level of Qi refining, while the spiritual consciousness of monks above the tenth level of Qi refining will be suppressed by the fog, so there is no need to make a fuss."

"Even this foundation-building master uncle's consciousness will be suppressed by this fog."

Zhu Youcheng glanced sideways at the group of ugly-looking Yin Demon Sect disciples behind him and said with a sneer.

The disciples' faces looked better after hearing this. Seeing this, Zhu Youcheng stopped paying attention to the people behind him and took the lead to walk towards the mist.

"Let's go... follow Uncle Zhu."

I don't know who spoke. After hearing this, all the disciples followed Zhu Youcheng. They also knew that there were not only monsters in the Hidden Mist Mountains, but also life-threatening casual cultivators.

These will threaten your own life, so if you want to reach the Yinmo Sect's station in the Hidden Mist Mountains safely, you must follow Zhu Youcheng, the foundation-building monk.

As Fang Han and others stepped into the fog, everyone discovered that if they did not use their spiritual vision, they could only see clearly one foot in front of them.

This makes those disciples who are below the tenth level of Qi refining and whose spiritual consciousness cannot be released from the body are very frightened. They are no different from blind people. If they are attacked by monks or monsters, they will not be able to react at all.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a stone house appeared in front of Fang Han and others. There was no fog within a few hundred meters around the stone house, which surprised the Yin Demon Sect disciples.

"This is where the patrolling disciples of our Yin Demon Sect are stationed. There are ten third-level low-grade sun-glazing stones buried within a few hundred meters, so there is no fog within a few hundred meters."

Seeing that everyone behind him was confused, Zhu Youcheng immediately opened his mouth to explain.

"Junior Brother Zhu, come on, come inside and invite me!"

At this time, in a stone house that was more exquisite than other stone houses, an old man in gray robe walked out and saw him walking towards Zhu Youcheng.

"Brother Yu."

Zhu Youcheng hugged the old man in gray robes and started talking to him. Naturally, Fang Han and others did not dare to come forward to disturb him, so they began to look around and look around.

"Wan Guangyang, take these new disciples to arrange accommodation and tell them the rules here."

After the old man in gray robe chatted with Zhu Youcheng for a while, he led Zhu Youcheng towards the exquisite stone house.

Suddenly, the old man in gray robe seemed to remember something, so he turned around and gave instructions to a young man in white who was practicing Qi Refining Dzogchen not far away.

"As you command, Uncle Yu."

The disciple of the Great Perfection, who was on the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, bowed respectfully to the gray-robed old man and then turned around and walked towards Fang Han and others.

"My name is Wan Guangyang and I am the captain of the patrol team here. Maybe some of you will be assigned to my team tomorrow. Now you come with me and I will take you to a place to live."

Wan Guangyang walked up to Fang Han and others, and spoke to the more than 20 disciples in front of him expressionlessly.

Then Wan Guangyang led Fang Han and his party towards the group of stone houses. Perhaps he heard the noise and heads popped out of the windows of the stone houses, looking at Fang Han and his party with despair on their faces.

"Alas, the sect has sent another group of cannon fodder."

One of the monks who stuck his head out looked at Fang Han and others, shook his head, and then retracted his head into the room.

"You go and choose the cave yourself. Uncle Yu will arrange for you to patrol the Kirigakure Mountains tomorrow morning."

"I would like to remind everyone here to pay attention to the other three monks when patrolling. Otherwise, don't blame me for not reminding you if you die."

Wan Guangyang showed an intriguing smile, reminded Fang Han and his group, and then walked away under the different looks of all the disciples.

Fang Han ignored the other disciples and walked straight to what seemed to be the largest stone house here. Fang Han was not the only monk who took a fancy to this stone house.

However, when these people saw that Fang Han also liked this stone house, they consciously went to the other stone houses.

"Now that we have come to the Kirigakure Mountains, the fog here can suppress spiritual consciousness. It seems that we can replenish the spiritual stones in the storage bag, Jie Jie Jie!"

The stone house was very simple, with only a stone bed and a futon, and nothing else. At this time, Fang Han was sitting cross-legged on the futon, with a bloodthirsty look on his mouth.

"Frame frame frame, people inside quickly come out and gather."

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the house. Fang Han, who was still practicing with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, and two cold rays of light shot out from his eyes.