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The little boy was a little puzzled, but he quickly raised his brows.

Mr. Cheng said that Changjin is his hometown, so Changjin Mountain is also a part of his hometown, probably carrying some important memories of the past.

He raised his head and looked for Cheng Yuzhi's eyebrows, but unfortunately the sun was too bright to see clearly: "My lord, shall we go up the mountain?"

Cheng Yunzhi said lightly, "Of course."

They walked up the mountain along the mountain path, which was winding and winding, with forks appearing from time to time.Every time the windmill had to stop for a while, Cheng Yuzhi could immediately determine the direction.

The windmill is a spiritual doll, but it also has physical limitations. After walking for a while, she was out of breath, and her little face was filled with a thin blush.

After Cheng Yunzhi noticed it, he slowed down.

Fengche caught up in surprise, with a rare smile on his face: "My lord, the sun is getting brighter, let me hold an umbrella for you."

Cheng Yunzhi looked at his height, and said tactfully, "The mountain road is not easy to walk, so there is no need to hold an umbrella."

Windmill nodded in disappointment.

The forest seemed really weird. When they first entered, they didn't feel it. When they were halfway up the mountain, they turned their heads inadvertently, only to find that the path behind them was shrouded in mist, and the surrounding area became gloomy.

Cheng Yunzhi stopped in his tracks to identify the direction ahead.

Wind stood beside him, raised his chin, and sniffled.

He said disgustedly: "Young master, it smells like devil energy."

Although disgusted, but not afraid, it seems to just describe a rotten banana on the road ahead.Cheng Yunzhi also noticed it and nodded.

He made a decision: "I'm afraid there are really demon cultivators haunting this mountain. I'll give you a concealment trick first."

Windmill: "Then shall we continue to go up?"

Cheng Yuzhi: "Well, if you are afraid, I will send you down the mountain first, and you wait for me at the foot of the mountain, I will come soon?"

Feng Lane: "Of course I'm not afraid of these things. The master told me to go with the young master."

Cheng Yunzhi stroked his soft hair.

After stepping on the wet soil and walking up for half a cup of tea, they finally reached the road from the small path, but it was of little use, as the villagers said, if they wanted to go up, they would only encounter ghosts. wall, back to its original position.

When they returned to the same spot for the second time and saw the familiar bushes and bushes, Cheng Yuzhi suddenly said: "It's a formation. It's my fault that I am used to reading scripts and haven't read formation books for many years. Even this simple layout is difficult to understand." Did not see it."

Windmill: "I didn't see it either."

Cheng Yuzhi couldn't help laughing: "How old are you, how many books have you read?"

Spiritual power was forced out from Cheng Yunzhi's fingertips, revealing bright blue spots of light.He formed several seals in a row, then grabbed a branch from the ground and drew the basic formation pattern.

Seeing his complicated gestures, Fengche filled the completed seal into the gap in the formation, and for a while, the formation on the ground burst into blue light.

The sky changed suddenly, the wind blew, and the whole forest shook, rustling and shaking the leaves all over the ground.

Wind Lane: "In this way, can we unlock 'Ghost Hitting the Wall'?"

Cheng Yunzhi waved his hand lightly, "Of course not."

windmill:"……"

Cheng Yunzhi raised his brows, and pulled the windmill back to the side: "I've said it all, I haven't read the book of formations in so many years, how can I remember the method to crack it?"

Fengche was puzzled: "Then what is this for?"

Cheng Yuzhi didn't speak, but told him to hold his breath, and the two backed away until they were behind a large tree.

The formation in place was still shining brightly, and there seemed to be a tendency to form a tornado in the sky above.

The windmill was silent, listening to Cheng Yunzhi calmly say: "Here we come."

A small human voice came, and a pitch-black figure appeared beside the formation, revealing his face.

It was a magician!

Fengche opened his eyes wide, and even shrank closer to Cheng Yunzhi.

Mr. Cheng lazily wrapped his arms around his shoulders, patted the child on the top of his head comfortingly, and said, "Don't be afraid, we have a concealment technique, as long as we don't get too close, he won't notice us."

Sure enough, the demon cultivator vigilantly scouted the open space next to the formation, but couldn't find their whereabouts.

He took out a jade tablet and poured spiritual power into it cursingly.

Soon, the jade plaque shimmered. It was obviously some kind of magic weapon that could be used for instant communication. Cheng Yunzhi had seen it in the monk market, but he disliked that it broke after a few times of use, and the price/performance ratio was too low.

Seeing the connection on the other end, Moxiu yelled and scolded: "You are guarding the mountainside, what are you guarding?"

The opposite person didn't know what he said, which made him furious: "You mother, go eat shit! You Daoxiu came in, and I'm afraid he even broke through the fog barrier on the mountainside. Tell me you don't know anything? If that Daoxiu ruined His Majesty’s plan, I’ll take your skin off!”

"You guard the door, I will come right away."

The communication was cut off, and Moxiu watched with heartache as the jade token turned into powder in his hand.

He pulled out his long sword and drew two random strokes on the formation, and he breathed a sigh of relief when the blue light of spiritual power disappeared.

He muttered: "It seems that there is a teleportation pattern...I'm afraid it's not here to step on it, so I have to say it quickly."

As he spoke, he stepped on a few steps like a ghost, and disappeared into the mist in the mountains.

Cheng Yunzhi: "Let's go!"

He has an excellent memory, and the steps that Moxiu jumped are firmly remembered in his mind.

The windmill blinked, and the young man completed the same pace.

Cheng Yunzhi's hands were filled with spiritual power, he held onto the windmill, and turned his head, "Catch me!"

The little boy nodded ignorantly and held onto his fingers tightly.

As soon as the words fell, the two leaned forward, following Moxiu's footsteps, and also submerged in the thick fog in the mountains!

The scenery in front of me suddenly opened up, and when I looked back, there was no fog, just some small stones arranged regularly.

The sun is just right, and the whole forest is lush and green.

A bright and upright avenue appeared in front of him, paved with flat stone bricks, which was obviously a formal way leading to the depths of the mountain.

Fengche said bluntly: "Young Master is so powerful."

"Where is it?" Mr. Cheng was so proud that his tail was almost raised, "If you can't break the formation, you should deal with those who can break the formation. There are only a few principles in the world."

"Let's go," he pointed. "Let's go see and see what monsters and ghosts live in the mountains."

The demon cultivator returned halfway, and immediately screamed that it was not good.

He quickly realized that it was impossible for Daoxiu to set up a teleportation array with such a large movement, just to step on the mountain.

Similarly, he had great trust in the fog barrier set up by His Majesty, there was no reason why someone could break through the fog barrier and enter without anyone noticing.

Unless it is a Taoist monarch with a cultivation base of Nascent Soul or above.

...But the kind of big guy who comes to the valley to settle accounts with them?

Wouldn't it be easier to call in directly?

So, there is only one possibility.

That formation is a kind of blinding method used to attract the attention of the people in the mountain, and actively break through the fog barrier to check it out!

Realizing that something was wrong, Moxiu quickly took out a jade tablet from his waist and wanted to notify his colleagues stationed inside.

However it was too late.

A figure in Xueqing's robe appeared behind him, and tapped his shoulder with a folding fan with a smile: "Thank you, brother."

Before he could turn around, he only saw the figure cast by the sun on the ground, and then his breath was taken away by a stab from the bottom up.

The spiritual pressure blocked his voice for help, and the power of the demon's foundational cultivation base did not explode at all, so that he was annihilated in his stomach.

The boy's face was calm, and there was a metallic light in his beautiful big eyes.

It made him seem inhuman, cold and emotionless...though he wasn't human.

With a muffled bang, Moxiu's body fell to the ground.

Fengche wiped the dagger in his hand, and shook it with his mouth pursed, trying to shake the blood off it more cleanly.

The spiritual pressure on his body dissipated, and the golden core cultivation base was placed in front of Cheng Yunzhi.

Cheng Yunzhi thumped a few steps back again and again, and said vigilantly: "If you want to shake it clean, you can shake it over there. It's hard to wash your clothes with blood. Is this magician so weak?"

Fengche obeyed, and said, "Okay. It's just a foundation-building magic cultivator, so you don't need to bother."

Cheng Yunzhi who also established the foundation: "..."

You must practice hard tomorrow.

He felt wronged and said, "I'm also a foundation builder. Are you even taller than me?"

Unexpectedly, Fengche looked at him in a bewildered manner with his hands behind his back.

He whispered: "The cultivation base of the spirit doll is a manifestation of the master's cultivation base, which is only a big realm lower than the master. Besides, the young master has a bright future, and the spirit doll can only maintain this level forever, which is completely impossible." Practicing."

Cheng Yuzhi asked curiously, "Then if Master's cultivation level increases, will you all rise to the level?"

Fengche shook his head: "No, the spirit doll that has already been born will not move, only the newborn doll can follow the master's new realm."

Cheng Yuzhi: "It's really good. I want to be a spiritual puppet for refining Qi in the future. I only need to wash and cook for me every day. When I reach the golden core stage, I will make a foundation puppet as a thug."

Fengche only said: "There is me."

Cheng Yunzhi kicked the Moxiu's body to a hidden corner, and let him go with the flowers and plants.

The rest of the road, I'm afraid it's not easy to go.

Cheng Yunzhi thought for a while, took out the transparent mirror, and planned to vent his breath to Gu Yan.

The mirror was switched on, and the young man said in a nasal voice, "A Yan."

Soon, Mr. Xueyi's gentle and majestic voice came from over there: "Everyone stop for a while. Meteor?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

Ah, this.

He opened his mouth in embarrassment, suddenly not knowing what to say.

Hearing this movement, I'm afraid he is discussing matters with his subordinates, so if he wants to act coquettishly with his lord, won't others hear it? !

Mr. Cheng immediately turned his face straight, and said, "It's nothing. I'm on Changjin Mountain now, and I found a nest of demon cultivators stationed here. I'm here to tell you."

On the opposite side, the Yuanying Daoist's voice was tinged with a smile, as if he was pressing his fist against his lips, and he smiled very quietly.

But even so, Cheng Yunzhi also keenly heard a small sound coming from him.

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

He said flatly, "See you later." After speaking, he immediately withdrew the spiritual power from the mirror.

Seeing Fengche's ignorant expression, Cheng Yuzhi said, "Let's go."

The jade plate of the windmill was still attached to his ear, and he looked at it in a daze: "The master said he will be there soon."

Cheng Yunzhi said: "No, I don't want to see him for the time being. Let's go, let's go, let's kill this nest of demons."

The little boy held up the jade tablet and showed him the fluctuation of spiritual power on it: "But I haven't hung up yet."

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

You bunch of people are not good things.