Chapter 779: Standing in Line
The night grew darker, the moon appeared and disappeared behind the thin clouds, and Mi August's face also flickered in and out.
The memory of Zhoumu did not affect her for too long, nor did it make her trapped in it.
Mi August glanced at a certain place, pinned a certain monster there that was about to move, and then ran away in despair when Mi August had no other reaction.
Night is a time when weird things come alive, especially during this period of time when Linghua Zhai is filled with spirits. It seems to have awakened many strange stories that have never appeared in the past, or it may have existed before the spiritual energy of this place was exhausted thousands of years ago. Weird stories.
Like Linghua Zhai, these ghost stories were suddenly awakened by spiritual energy and appeared randomly in any place. Unfortunately, their star levels were not high, so they encountered mature spiritual masters and had no chance to show off their prestige. .
Mi August let the strange ghost go away, "The Escape Moon."
The aperture of the Escape Moon appeared in front of her, and when she walked in, she reached the edge of the foggy sea.
No one is around.
Mi August took out the night game to cover his face.
In the blink of an eye, there was no female cultivator in blue in this place, and there was a Yin God walking in the world.
He came to the Misty Sea specifically to meet friends.
His ‘friends’ who came specially to meet him were also very enthusiastic about him.
——The area where the night wandering god just flashed through the fog was swept up in the fog, and the surrounding environment changed, forming a Yaochi Fairy Palace that is comparable to a fairyland.
The mirage of the mist conveys greetings to Him.
Yeyoushen walked into Yaochi Immortal Palace with a smile, sat down at a stone table casually, and invited Mist Mirage to join him.
A small tornado made of mist appeared opposite him.
The Yin Shen and the King Monster started talking face to face.
The Mirage of Mist does not understand the language of the human race. What people hear from it is actually a rule. This rule can derive languages that can be understood by various creatures themselves, and then form an influence.
In the words of spiritual masters, this kind of influence is a kind of pollution, which will bring changes to the body, mind and soul. This is indeed the case, but most of the bad mutations are caused by human beings' inability to withstand the energy intensity of the king monster, and a very small number of people can benefit from this mutation.
The God of Night Travel is always gentle and polite towards his friends. He first played a guessing game with the Mirage of the Mist for about ten minutes to satisfy the Mirage of the Mist's hobbies and rules. Then he talked to him about the current situation and asked about the movements of the Yang God. .
The Mist Mirage is a king-level ghost tale that has existed for thousands of years, and its rules are as mature as those of a false god. After the observation and excavation of the Night Travel God, it has long been discovered that this guy has a playful naughty temperament and is as stable as an old man. Dog, all the spiritual masters in Lingzhou underestimated it from afar, but after knowing its rules and secrets, they were not afraid of its existence and used it as a gatekeeper.
From the very beginning, it sensed the existence of the Night Walker God, and later communicated with Him for a long time. The Night Walker God knew that the Mirage of Mist had the ability to spy on the gods.
How did Yang Shen smuggled to Yunmo Continent without a word, and whether he had done anything else before. It would be most effective to ask Mirage of the Mist, who loves gossip and riddles, to tell strange stories.
The Mirage of the Mist did not disappoint the friends who reunited after a long separation.
The secret message involving the spiritual level was conveyed to the Night Traveler God. In less than two seconds, the surrounding mirage disappeared and the small tornado disappeared, leaving only a thin line of mist leading to the quiet scenery of the night.
Yeyou Shen said: "Thank you."
Even if the mirage of the mist has enough background to peek into the gods, the degree of backlash received by passive peeping and active disclosure are different.
The Mirage of the Mist is willing to do this for the Night Travel God, which is equivalent to taking sides.
The Mirage of the Mist in Zhoumuli has never participated in the Thousand Years War, and has always been a 'gatekeeper' on the sidelines.
This time, Yeyoushen only brought him to the pirate ship with some riddles and companionship, and he didn't know how Yangshen would feel after learning about it.
Ye You Shen doesn’t mind having a conversation with Yang Shen, but ‘Pei Qing’s’ situation is a bit special. According to the mirage of the mist, the reason why Yang Shen was able to smuggle to Yunmo Continent silently was because the route he used was one of the branches of Linghua Zhai's Spirit Infusion. In total, it was the path Mi August opened for him. .
Fortunately, in order to successfully smuggle in silently, Yang Shen did not come in person. The method used was equivalent to the method used by the immortal gods to borrow strange objects. The borrowed spiritual creature's body was bound and limited by its outer shell, so its power was about the same as that of ordinary people. Li Jingsheng was not discovered from this smuggling route.
“Or maybe it’s not that He couldn’t dig it out, but that his purpose at that time was focused on God’s coming, and he temporarily ignored the origin of the smuggling route.”
"The source of the spirit injection comes from the inner garden of the evildoer. As long as Yang Shen investigates seriously, it will only be a matter of time before Li Jingsheng is locked up."
"We have to hurry up."
Yeyoushen looks at the spirit from afar. Looking in the direction of Hua Zhai, the figure disappeared in the dark night.
Early the next morning.
Mi August and Mi Feixue were having breakfast when Su Pingping was welcomed into the yard.
At Mi August's invitation, Su Pingping also joined the group having breakfast.
Mi Feixue glanced at her silently and received a smile from Su Pingping. The former remained silent and gave Su Pingping a polite nod.
Mi August thought this scene was really interesting, and the smile on his face became deeper, without saying anything to ease the atmosphere between the two.
Just by looking at Su Pingping's external temperament, we can see that she has changed. She is much more cheerful than before, and even her attire has a completely new look. It is no longer the same cotton-padded jacket and fur collar as in the past, as if she has been spending the winter - This is also related to her past physical illness. Even though the illness has been removed for a period of time, her attire is still the same as before.
Breakfast was quickly settled by the three of them.
Su Pingping hadn't seen Mi August for a long time. When she saw her, she couldn't hold back her desire for technical exchanges and pulled her to talk.
When Mi Feixue heard this, the corners of her mouth dropped.
Mi August said: "Okay."
Mi Feixue opened her mouth.
Mi August turned his head to look at her, "Feixue, come and listen too."
Mi Feixue immediately closed her mouth, swallowed what she wanted to say, and nodded happily.
Su Pingping asked: "Is His Highness Mi also involved in the cultivation of weapons?"
She just asked out of curiosity, and heard that Mi Feixue was questioning her, wanting to exclude herself. .
"There are classes in the school." Mi Feixue justified his name, "I got top marks in every subject."
Su Pingping has a clear soul and is more sensitive to all things. Sensing Mi Feixue's dissatisfaction at this time, she quickly figured out where Mi Feixue was dissatisfied and said: "Then please give me some advice later."
Mi Feixue nodded reservedly, "Same goes for Fairy Su."
A low laugh interrupted the conversation between the two, and when she turned around, she saw Mi August who was looking at them.
The two stopped talking at the same time.
“Let’s go.” Mi August smiled.
The two, one large and one small, followed obediently.
(End of this chapter)