The mountain gate of the Moying Sect is carved from two huge ink tree trunks, which are covered with lifelike patterns of ferocious beasts. It is nearly a hundred feet tall and goes straight into the mist. It is simply not comparable to the main gate of the sect.

This is the facade of Moying Sect.

Above the mist, the three characters of Moying Sect are as alive as if they are moving but not moving. They are engraved with the void as a plaque, integrating the majestic and domineering atmosphere. When the disciples of the sect take a look, they will unconsciously feel a surge of energy.

Pride.

There is a faint light curtain between the gates, which is the barrier, preventing the miasma from the outside world from entering.

Chu Yan opened the protective spirit shield, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the barrier.

This is the first time Chu Yan has left the Mo Shadow Sect in the year and a half since he came to it.

Chu Xiang took out a wooden sign from his arms. This was a mission sign. It was the mission that Chu Xiang had chosen last time. He went to Jueshigou to look for the grass.

There are also rough directions engraved on it. The mountain gate is in the west, and Jueshigou is in the northwest, about a hundred miles away. For Chu Xiang at this moment, it is still far away, and he feels a little unsure.

Chu Yan put away the wooden sign, dispersed his spiritual consciousness, and walked forward resolutely, his figure blending into the mist.

Not long after Chu Xiang left, a black figure flew out from the mountain gate and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only rolling mist in the air and nowhere to go.

The Sea of ​​Destruction has a strange terrain and many spiritual plants and ferocious beasts. However, what gives monks the most headache and fear are the poisonous insects here. If they are stung by such poisonous insects, most monks in the spirit-casting stage will definitely

Died where he stood.

Chu Yan walked cautiously in the mist, trying to avoid wet places.

At the same time, he was also glad that he had cast souls six times and had spiritual consciousness, because with his eyesight, which he had cast six times, the visibility could not exceed one foot.

If Zhu Ling went out to carry out the mission four times, it would be absolutely difficult to move forward. Moreover, the soil on the earth was soft, and Chu Yan tried his best to control it so as not to fall into it.

The further Chu Yan walked, the more desolate the surrounding environment became. Slowly, the ink trees of the Mo Shadow Sect had disappeared, and there were more and more weeds under his feet.

Chu Yan's expression suddenly changed, he walked a few steps quickly and came under a black flag.

There are three words on the flag: Northwest, Mo.

This is a road sign placed here by the sect, indicating that this place is located in the northwest of the sect. It is convenient for disciples who go out to do tasks to find the way, so they don't have to worry about getting lost.

Chu Yan knew that there was such a flag in front of him, and he also felt a good impression of Moying Sect in his heart. At least he was considerate to the disciples of the sect.

After leaving the sect, Chu Yan felt a sense of belonging to the Moying Sect.

A few hours later, the sky darkened, and Chu Yan no longer moved forward. Instead, he found a rocky mountain and prepared to spend the night there.

But Chu Xiang searched for a long time, but couldn't find even a cave. He could only go to a sunken rock and pick up some firewood. But when he was about to light a fire, Chu Xiang's face froze again.

Now he can't even perform the simplest fireball technique...

Chu Xiang had a wry smile on his face and had no choice but to explore around the rocky mountain again. Not long after, Chu Xiang came back with two stones, which were pyrite and flint.

When he was at home in the past, his father often used this method to light fires, and Chu Yan naturally knew how to do it.

He found withered grass and hit the two stones against each other, causing the sparks to fall on the withered grass. After many beatings and combined with Chu Yan's experience, he quickly ignited the fire.

But the moment the flames rose, Chu Yan's hand shook, the flint fell from his hand, and he suddenly stepped back and stuck to the stone wall.

His expression changed drastically, and he looked ahead in horror.

Only two feet in front of Chu Yan, in the mist illuminated by the fire, there was a vague figure standing there like a ghost.

Chu Yan's spiritual consciousness swept over it, but it was completely empty.

Chu Yan's body was ups and downs, staring at the black figure in front of him, wondering whether the other person was a human or a ghost.

The figure moved, and Chu Yan slowly approached.

Chu Yan's eyes widened and he could clearly see the face of the person coming.

This man was wearing black robes and was middle-aged. One of his eyes was normal and the other was white. In the thick fog and dark night, he was extremely scary.

"You, you, you...are you the gatekeeper?" Chu Yan's heart was beating wildly, trying to calm himself down.

"How outrageous, you, a little handyman, dare to call the elders of the sect like this." Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face became angry, and at the same time, he felt a storm in his heart.

Because when he scanned Chu Xiang's place with his spiritual consciousness, he discovered that Chu Xiang had cast a spirit six times at this moment!

He clearly remembered that two months ago, Chu Yan had cast spirits three times. In just two months, he had cast spirits three times to six times.

This speed is simply appalling, and in his opinion, it is simply impossible!

At the same time, he was even more certain that there was a secret in Chu Yan!

"Junior Chu Xiang, out of desperation, spoke uncontrollably. I hope senior will forgive me." Chu Xiang immediately bowed to him with fists in his hands, feeling bitter in his heart, blaming himself for not being cautious enough.

Chu Xiang already understood why the person in front of him followed him here. If Chu Xiang had known about the existence of spiritual consciousness earlier, he would definitely not have said those words and met Hu Yi in Xiaozhanwen Pavilion.

"Boy, do you know why this deacon is here?" The middle-aged man smiled coldly when he saw Chu Yan's reaction, feeling a little surprised.

"This son regained his composure in such a short time after seeing me. His temperament is extraordinary. It seems that if you want to get his secret, you will have to spend some energy..."

"Senior, you must think that what this junior said in Xiao Zhanwen Pavilion is false. In fact, it is not the case. Everything this junior said is true. You will know if you use your spiritual sense to check my spiritual roots." Chu Xiang was also betting.

The flawless spiritual root is his limit, so he doesn't have to worry about his spiritual root growing being exposed.

"Hahaha, are you insulting this deacon?" Hearing this, the man laughed angrily and suddenly grabbed Chu Xiang. A phantom hand appeared and strangled Chu Xiang's neck.

Chu Yan's eyes were confused, and he didn't know where he had said the wrong thing. His pale face turned red, and he covered his neck and said with difficulty: "Senior...senior, junior...no...

..Insulting...you mean."

"Spiritual roots are a gift from heaven. Low-level monks cannot see other people's spiritual roots clearly. You know that your cultivation level is not enough, but you said such words. You are not insulting me. What do you mean?" The man's face was covered with frost.

, shouted to Chu Yan: "Speak quickly!"

When Chu Yan heard this, he looked stunned for a moment in pain. He didn't know that low-level monks couldn't see other people's spiritual roots clearly. No wonder he couldn't see Huya's spiritual roots clearly.

Chu Yan pointed her fingers at his neck, signaling the man to choke him like this, which would make him speechless.

A cold light flashed in the man's eyes, and he let go of Chu Yan. Chu Yan immediately squatted on the ground and coughed violently.

"Ahem..."
Chapter completed!