Chapter 647 Looking in all directions
Shang Zhongsheng was thinking about the goblin and Mi August, and suddenly felt movement in Mi Feixue.
The giant force that was carrying Mi Feixue was recovered. Now, under Mi Feixue's feet is a floating magic weapon, flying in one direction.
It was then that Shang Zhongsheng discovered that Mi Feixue's reaction had been too calm until now, and her eyes had been staring in the direction where she was going.
There is...
Shang Zhongsheng thought for a moment and remembered that it was the source of the outbreak of Qingdeng Dao's century-old Taoism.
When a Tao seed breaks out, whether it is success or failure, the first thing to be destroyed is the source, which is no different from the self-destruction of a spiritual master.
What is Mi Feixue doing there at this time?
He had already swept that place and it was in ruins.
Suddenly, Shang Zhongsheng's nerves jumped and his eyes shone brightly.
Unknown and hidden veins have the ability to conceal themselves, and their source must be even more concealed.
The ruins he swept may not be a kind of deception, deceived by his own pride and soul consciousness.
This natural disaster plant started after the Green Lantern Dao species broke out. Could it be that its outbreak switch is the Green Lantern Dao species? So is its core hidden in the same place as Qingdeng Taoism?
Such a simple answer is in front of people, but people subconsciously ignore it, thinking that everything is not that easy, forgetting that sometimes the most dangerous places are relatively safe.
A trace of anger flashed across Shang Zhongsheng's face. He had not encountered such an embarrassing situation for a long time.
Even if he makes a small mistake now, no one would dare to laugh at him.
Shang Zhongsheng still remembered this hatred as if he was being played by someone, and blamed it on Yangmai.
His speed far surpassed Mi Feixue's magic weapon. He arrived at Mi Feixue's side in an instant and asked with a smile: "Have you found the source?"
Mi Feixue nodded. .
Shang Zhongsheng glanced at her left eye.
At this time, the abnormality in Mi Feixue's eyes had disappeared, and his eyes were the usual dull charcoal black color.
The two of them arrived at the place where the Qingdeng Taoism broke out almost in parallel.
This used to be the main site of the inner palace of Qingdeng Road, but now only the ruins of the Black Pit remain, and I don’t know what it looked like originally.
Mi Feixue and Shang Zhongsheng, who arrived at this time, didn't care about this either.
The shadow spell from Shang Zhongsheng covered this place, leaving no gaps.
Mi Feixue was not as powerful as him at all. She bent down and was about to pick up the target.
A soft call that only Mi Feixue could hear came, and a touch from the gods fell on her shoulder from across the air.
Mi Feixue's bending movement stopped midway, the cold aura around her softened, and she tilted her head to look over her right shoulder.
Shang Zhongsheng, who was standing on her right, noticed her strange movements. He followed her line of sight and saw that there was nothing in the air, but his heart palpitated inexplicably. It was strange that he could not express it in words.
Until Mi Feixue's eyes turned to his face, the intersection of their eyes broke some kind of boundary, causing Shang Zhongsheng to escape from that moment of perception.
"What?" Shang Zhongsheng blurted out.
Mi Feixue pointed to the ground, "This."
According to what she pointed at, Shang Zhongsheng accurately picked up a pebble as big as his little finger from the sand, but there was a trace in his heart. The question lingers: Is this what I’m asking?
He recalled the past - he came here with Mi Feixue, and then saw Mi Feixue bending down to pick something up. He turned to look at each other... and then met Mi Feixue's eyes.
Everything seems to be fine.
Shang Zhongsheng cut the stone in his hand while thinking. Perhaps feeling the threat to his life, the seed that had been silent since it was picked up suddenly sprouted, and its roots grew wildly and enveloped Shang Zhongsheng.
Shang Zhongsheng’s figure wrapped in a human-shaped rhizome broke away. The pebbles fell to the ground, and the roots melted into the earth and disappeared in the blink of an eye. A small bud sprouted from the pebbles and grew leaves in less than two or three seconds. flowering.
The flowers are pink and white in color, with five-petal yellow pistils, and are as delicate as a copper coin. They are no different from the fragile wildflowers on the roadside.
Shang Zhongsheng's figure reappeared, looking gloomily at this pitiful and ordinary-looking little flower, and the shadow blade strangled it without leaving a trace.
He said to Mi Feixue: "Do you know how many miles of underground veins have grown in the three seconds this flower has bloomed?"
Mi Feixue shook her head absently, still thinking about the sensation that had just been pressed on her shoulder. .
It was August who wouldn’t let her touch the stone flower.
Is August worried about her getting hurt?
The focus of Shang Zhongsheng's thoughts at this moment was not on Mi Feixue, so he didn't notice that she was distracted. What he said seemed to be telling Mi Feixue, or just talking to himself, "Counting." The fairies retreated from the central land of Lingzhou a hundred years ago and hid somewhere hidden from the world. We were all deceived. The evil spirits are probably evil and are secretly seeking revenge on human cultivators. Qingdeng Dao has been stationed in Brahma Changtian for hundreds of years, but the identity of its spies has never been discovered. It is just a Yang-line spy. No one knows that the demons are involved. How many forces have hidden the secret hand of fairies for hundreds of years?”
The land in the distance collapsed one after another, and from a distance it looked like a pouring wave.
The answer to Shang Zhongsheng’s previous question is right in front of him.
Three seconds after the flowers bloom, dozens of kilometers of land become wasteland.
Such disaster power surpasses that of high-level spiritual masters and is comparable to the power of the throne.
If it hadn't happened early, been eliminated in time, and allowed to continue to pollute silently, even the throne might not be able to achieve its disastrous power.
Night tour in the divine realm.
The Night Travel God sits here and looks around, just in case something happens and he can make a remedy at any time.
Another reason is that it is not convenient for the four parties to stay for the time being, so they have to stay in their personal areas.
On the left is Tongxi Pass, where the Mortal Continent is experiencing a treacherous trend. Visitors from Lingzhou are fighting fiercely with the evil spirits and monsters. It will be inconvenient for him to go there due to the constraints of the priesthood.
On the right is the progress of the underworld and the crypt passage, and it is still inconvenient for him to stay.
Above is Li Jingsheng's quiet room in the Yangmai Fangcao Pavilion Zoo. If you are close to Yangshen's territory, you will be sensed at close range.
In the middle is Mi Feixue who is in Qingdeng Road.
It is also the main place where Yeyoushen focuses on watching the other three parties without any accident.
Not long ago, when His Son of God was about to bend down to pick up the stone flower seeds stained with the aura of the Yang God, the God of Night Travel reached into the screen and gently pressed Mi Feixue's shoulders.
「Don’t touch」
The Stone Flower seeds cannot hurt Mi Feixue, but Yang Shen's aura will detect strange seeds upon contact, which will definitely attract Yang Shen's attention.
Before she goes deep into the Yang Veins and digs out more Yang Veins and the secrets of the goblin, the less Yang Shen notices Mi Feixue, the better, so as to avoid alerting the enemy.
In contrast, if Shang Zhongsheng solves the Stone Flower, the Yang God behind it may not care, and even if he pays a little attention, he will not pay attention to a person building the throne.
Ye Youshen understands from the gods he has come into contact with that they are all conceited and look down on the existence of the human race, so it is not difficult to predict some of their reactions.
After listening to what Shang Zhongsheng said at the same time, Ye Youshen said softly: "Even the throne of human spiritual cultivation has limited knowledge and has not been able to get a glimpse of the higher rules of this world. He does not know the gods. existence. So he can think of goblins secretly causing trouble, but not the control of gods."
This created the world as a board and human beings as chess pieces. They were played by the gods without knowing it, and they could only complain about the unfair fate until they died.