The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

This earth spirit can indeed sense the chance.

But this chance and the accompanying danger are even more terrifying.

At least in the eyes of the White Beast, it attached to the Flood Dragon and could become very safe.

But if you go there, it will still be very dangerous.

"Even Long Jun can't keep you?"

Zhuang Ming asked like this.

The white beast shivered and did not respond.

Zhuang Ming nodded and said, "That's it, I'll talk about it after I return."

The Longwei tribe must have a chance.

For the real dragon.

As for this, it shouldn't have been out of the question.

What's more, with the danger, I had to give up.

"There are a lot of practitioners from all sides. If it is really dangerous, I am afraid that a large number of people will be killed or injured." Lu He whispered.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, chances accompany them, and there are dangers. When they set foot on the wild mountains, they should be prepared, either by dying of treasures and dangers, or dying of struggles."

Zhuang Ming responded, saying: "Some people practice, specialize in one, hidden in the mountains, like a hundred years; others practice, travel in the world, cultivate their hearts and see the world; others look for opportunities to gain themselves."

Those who came to the wild mountains to seek opportunities, except for those who originally wanted to sharpen them, the rest, most of them were the last category.

It is precisely because of this that things are gathered in kind, and people are divided into groups, such as the old man who is in the dark, the old man who is suitable for the talent, and even the official of the great Chu. They appear inside and outside this wild mountain, and their behaviors are somewhat similar and quite strong. Take a sense of arrogance.

In fact, Zhuang Ming had some understanding.

Like ordinary people, some people cut firewood to fish, some people carry goods, serve as servants, run errands to earn money, and they can be considered a legitimate business, but they work hard and can only support their families, but those who block the road and rob With a single sum, you will get a lot of benefits.

In the mundane world, those who are not strong in nature, especially martial artists, can easily set foot on this road.

It is like Zhuang Ming, who killed a Yin Yuzhou and got his half-life savings.

If the xinxing is not strong, it will inevitably be the last type of person.

In the world of spiritual practice, there are people who specialize in killing and stealing treasures.

But such people often do not live long.

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Go forward again and go into the mountain.

It's been more than three hundred miles since then, and one day has passed.

Birds and beasts are still rare, and spirits and monsters have disappeared.

There are a lot of traces of practitioners, and I have encountered more than ten practitioners.

Some people are studying monks, in small groups.

Some people are of the same origin.

There are also people who are alone.

Relatively speaking, if there is no conflict of interest, there is no conflict.

The white beast was slightly disguised by Lu He, covered with a layer of cloth to cover up the hair, and ordinary practitioners did not recognize this ordinary white beast as an elf in the mountains.

What's more, after hearing the drought and entering the mountain, as long as you don't meet people from the government, you don't need to hide your breath.

Few practitioners would fight against such a **** and demon for a mountain elf.

The journey on this road can be considered calm.

In the middle of the road, Yue Ting picked two exotic plants under Zhuang Ming's instruction.

When picking the second plant, some practitioners passed by, but in the eyes of the practitioners, the strange plant was hardly precious. The other party just glanced at it, with a little regret, and then left.

"Ahead is where the miasma is."

"Passing through there, it is considered to enter the middle of the wild."

"Many practitioners have experienced the miasma and entered it."

"However, the reason for the previous beast tide seems to be on the periphery, so many practitioners are only on the periphery and have not entered it."

"As long as you pass through the miasma, there won't be many practitioners."

Zhuang Ming said: "Lu He, use a tool, cover it up, resist the miasma, and go inside."

Lu He replied and took out the magic weapon.

Yue Ting had changed his clothes, it was Yin Yuzhou's robe.

Zhuang Ming himself has superior robes.

Wen Han is very powerful, bloody, and can directly expel the miasma.

With the robe of Yin Yuzhou this time, Yue Ting could barely walk in the miasma.

Therefore, the one that most needs to use obstacle avoidance tools is Luhe.

The miasma stretched and was thirty li thick, extremely hazy.

Ordinary people are very likely to lose their lives with a single breath.

At this moment, Lu He was sitting on the white beast.

This white beast seeks good fortune and avoids evil, and it can also avoid the miasma erosion, so Zhuang Ming let him ride the white beast, and he put the body of the dragon on his shoulder.

"There are some monsters and monsters in the miasma, living in it, hunting down the ordinary creatures who strayed into the miasma."

"In addition, the terrain is also dangerous. For example, swamps can be regarded as one of the sources of miasma. It is extremely dangerous to fall into it."

"The grass and trees in it should not be moved rashly. They grow in the miasma, and they are all highly poisonous."

Wen Han is relatively familiar with this aspect, after all, he has lived in wild mountains since he was a child.

He is not familiar with the outside, but he has some experience with the inside.

The three of Zhuang Ming also nodded sternly.

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"Yue Ting, come to me."

Zhuang Ming gave such orders, and said: "Wear the drought, you will open the way."

Wen Han looked back at Long Jun, then looked at Zhuang Ming's vestments, and then he was relieved a little and nodded.

He walked forward, his blood burst out, and immediately the red light was like fire and the inflammation was like the sun, avoiding the yin qi.

Zhuang Ming and others followed behind.

Lu He was on his side, riding a white beast.

Suddenly, he heard the white beast hiss and walked to the left.

"Stop!"

Wen Han turned around and took a drink.

When Zhuang Ming's eyes were cold, he wanted to capture it back with a dragon.

But Lu He was on its back, but Zhuang Ming and Wen Han did not dare to move.

But Lu He wasn't a waiter, he jumped down, holding the obstacle avoidance magic weapon in his hand, just waiting to press down the white beast.

But saw the white beast rushing into the miasma.

A piece of gray, suddenly disappeared.

"My son, do you want to get it back?" Lu He turned around and asked.

"You come back first." Zhuang Ming was silent.

"It should be aware of something." Wen Han said suddenly.

"Seek luck and avoid evil." Zhuang Ming said: "Either we have encountered some danger and it dare not stay, or it has sensed some auspicious treasure."

"Then we should go more." Yue Ting said while holding the hilt of the sword, "How can I not take it if I have a treasure? What's more, the son almost turned his face with Da Chu from the fourth-rank official for it~www.wuxiahere.com~. Can't just let it go like this?"

"Blessings and misfortunes have their own definite numbers."

Zhuang Ming took a deep look at the direction in which the white beast was leaving, and withdrew his gaze. In his heart, the greatest opportunity was still in the Longwei tribe.

Arrive as soon as possible, and feel at ease as soon as possible.

On the day of the return journey, perhaps the skills will be greatly increased, and then it will be safer to look for opportunities.

Thinking like this, a brilliance flashed suddenly in the miasma ahead.

The auspicious light, colorful.

The white beast ran from the fog.

In its mouth, holding a plant, it is a lotus flower, blooming with light, dispelling the miasma, obviously not a vulgar thing.

"Oops."

Wen Han's complexion changed slightly.