Chapter 582

Mingjing could not laugh or cry.

Ye Feng neatly climbed to Mingjing's side and asked with a smile, "Miss, I helped you this time, can you grant me a request?"

Afraid that Mingjing would not agree, he hurriedly said, "It's very simple, it's definitely not difficult."

"tell me the story."

"I want to fight with Xiyu again, but Xiyu only listens to your words, can you... let Xiyu out and fight with me?"

"Xi Yu won't allow it, and I can't help it."

"How is it possible, he only listens to your words, how dare he refuse to obey your order?"

Ming Jing said helplessly: "You should practice kung fu well, and then go to Xiyu to fight, otherwise you can only be a sandbag."

The words are cruel, but they are reality.

Ye Feng sighed and climbed up resignedly: "Can't I beat him in my life?"

The bright moon above his head exudes a faint moonlight, reflecting the dejected appearance of the young man.

"No, your martial arts talent is amazing. If you study hard and practice hard, you will defeat him one day."

Ye Feng's eyes lit up: "Really, miss, do you think I will defeat Xi Yu one day?"

I don't know why, but he likes to listen to what the eldest lady has to say.

"There will be a day."

Ye Feng looked at the mirror curiously: "Miss, are you related to Xi Yu? I always think you two are very similar."

Mingjing paused, and said casually, "There are spiders."

The spiders in the mountains are bigger than the mice, and they have become fine.

Ye Feng pulled out a stick in one hand and was about to hit him, but Mingjing stopped him: "Don't kill it, everything has a spirit, let it go."

Ye Feng put away his stick, was interrupted by this, and forgot the question just now.

In the backpack, a small fluffy head was exposed. When he saw the spider, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his lips. The dark green eyes flashed with evil light.

Ming Jing frowned, this little thing was very sensitive, and when she noticed that Ming Jing seemed unhappy, she immediately went back obediently.

"This thing has become an essence." Ye Fengtian was not afraid. When he saw this thing, he was almost scared. Every time he saw its face, he felt a kind of scalp tingling.

The crooked beast bared his teeth, his eyes were fierce, and he showed his teeth and claws at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng has watched too much, so he is not afraid anymore, and shook his head proudly: "You bite me if you have the ability, Xiaoye is afraid that you will fail?"

Fighting, talking and laughing, I quickly climbed the Huihuan Peak. There is a shrine on the mountain. The statue of Shanjun is enshrined in the temple. The incense table is spotless. Some people often come to worship Sasau.

Mingjing gave a salute, "I'm going down to Mingjing to disturb Shanjun Qingxiu, and I hope Shanjun understands."

The crooked beast exposed its head, and jumped out with a "bass", grabbed the melons and fruits on the incense case and gnawed them. Usually, this kind of thing should be done a lot.

Ye Feng walked this way, a staunch atheist couldn't help but shake a little, so he bowed honestly.

A gust of mountain wind came, and the dilapidated wooden door swayed and swayed. The quiet moonlight shone on the uneven floor tiles, and the air was filled with a mysterious and terrifying atmosphere.

Inexplicably, Ye Feng felt a chill on his back.

He didn't dare to turn his head, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a black figure floating over with a "swoosh". Ye Feng's knees were weak, and his hands subconsciously grasped the wooden stick.

The green pupil of the crooked beast that was eating the fruit shot out a dim light, showing two front claws, the claws were sharpened, and shot out like lightning, only to hear a burst of "Whoa", the crooked beast raised its claws, it turned out to be a A fat, big mouse.

The crooked beast walked up to the mirror with its head held high like a show of trophies. The mouse was tricked by it with only half of its life left, and then in front of the mirror, it bit off the mouse's neck, and then seemed to dislike it very much. The mouse was thrown out.

It only likes to eat snake brains and gallbladders, and mice don't like it.

Ming Jing shook his head helplessly, and walked up to hold the two ears of the beast.

"From now on, you are not allowed to commit murder, or I will throw you into the snake's den."

The crooked beast shivered as expected, and clung to it honestly.

Ye Feng pointed to the mountain that was in the distance with Haoli Mountain: "Is that Liangfu Mountain?"

The night is blurred, and the mountains are foggy. The Liangfu Mountain lingering in the clouds and mists is like a fairyland.

At the junction of the two mountains, there is a depression, where the sky is thick with fog, and when viewed from a distance, it looks like a dormant dragon. Scales", the dragon's inverse scales are untouchable, and the mountains and the ground crack when touched.

"The time of the day, the luck of the earth, the mountains and rivers, the signs of hiding the wind and gathering qi, and riding the dragon."

Ye Feng didn't understand, but it didn't prevent him from feeling cold.

The temperature on the mountain was extremely low, and the clothes he was wearing were already the thickest, and he was still shivering from the cold.

The way down the mountain is also not easy to walk, even more difficult than going up the mountain. Mingjing made preparations early, so there is nothing that dares to approach along the way.

Ming Jing suddenly made a gesture and stopped.

Ye Feng almost hit his head on the back of Ming Jing, braked quickly, and when he looked up, he realized that something was wrong.

The fog was thicker, and it was almost impossible to see what was in front of him, and even the moonlight could not penetrate.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness, as if the whole world was nothing.

Ye Feng saw someone walking towards him and shouted in surprise, "Master..."

"Heart disease can be cured, and heart demons are hard to get rid of. I hope you will abide by the rules and cultivate with great concentration, and don't be greedy for the world..."

Mingjing suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, raised his hand around Ye Feng's neck and clicked on the stroke pool point, Ye Feng suddenly returned to his senses, and took a deep breath.

"Miss, I just saw Master."

"It's a hallucination, there is a hallucinogenic miasma in the fog, and a detoxification pill is under the tongue."

Ye Feng hurriedly did as he did. Now he didn't dare to be sloppy. He glanced around vigilantly and followed Ming Jing carefully.

I don't know where a cry sounded, echoing in the empty valley, showing a bit of horror, the sound was like a leaf blown off by the wind in autumn, the echo echoed in my ears over and over again, accompanied by black lacquer. The misty atmosphere is like an imaginary hell.

Ye Feng's legs were weak, and he desperately encouraged himself from the bottom of his heart. Is a manly man not as good as a "weak" woman? The eldest lady has not changed her face since she went up the mountain, he can't hold back.

After passing through the obstacles, the picture in front of him finally became clear, and Ye Feng was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In the col of the two mountains, there is an open space comparable to the size of a basketball court, surrounded by lamps and candles. When the mirror came over, the candle flame spontaneously ignited. The complex seven-star gossip array.

And an old Taoist priest sat in the center of the array, and his hands fluttered slightly, as if he had settled down.

In front of the old Taoist priest, a wisp of blue ghost fire will soon be extinguished, faintly as if dying.

Ye Feng said in shock: "What is this doing?" He really didn't expect that there were still people in the mountains. This picture was too terrifying.

Mountain village old corpse? Or midnight bell.

Just a pair of unseen eyes.

Ming Jing squinted his eyes: "Even if you use such a vicious method, even if you are revived, you will be doomed."

Lao Dao suddenly opened his eyes, and under the blue ghost fire, the skinny face was like a mummified corpse, and his eyes shot at the mirror like sharp swords.

"Who are you?" The cold voice of the old Taoist floated, echoing in the valley.

"You do have a bit of Taoism, but it's a pity that you are doing evil things. Such a method of gathering souls will be punished by heaven, and neither you nor Jiang Chunlan can escape."

The old Taoist looked gloomy and sneered: "What kind of thing are you, it's your turn to teach the old Taoist? But if you can find here, you have some skills. If you leave now, I can give you a way to survive, otherwise.... "

Mingjing stretched out his hand to Ye Feng, Ye Feng was stunned for a while, and his response was quick and immediately offered the wooden stick with both hands.

Mingjing took off his backpack, carried a wooden stick, and walked forward step by step.

The girl was dressed in black clothes that blended into the night, her beautiful face was only endlessly cold, and her black eyes were like an ancient cold pool.

The old Taoist snorted coldly: "It's beyond your own power." He folded his palms, and the ghostly blue flames disappeared in his palms. In the next instant, the dust brush swept toward the bright mirror, like ten thousand needles.