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The stone road is very long. The more you go, the more you go, the more Manjussahua on both sides.

Su Jiu pursed her lips and tried to keep everyone awake with the mixing ring.

But she still underestimated Manzhu Shahua.

As we go deeper, the aroma of Manzhushahua becomes more and more intense. Even if we hold back our breath, it is difficult to achieve any effect. That fragrance seems to penetrate a person's flesh and blood into a person's body.

The main function of the mixing ring is to have an excellent interference effect on the sound, but there is no way to do this fragrance.

Even if it can make other people's spiritual consciousness clear for a while, it still cannot prevent the fragrance from constantly invading into people's bodies.

Therefore, many people are in such a state of being clear and confused.

The stone road is only a width of seven or eight people, and among so many monks, some of them are a little farther from Su Jiu.

This made the mixing ring a little weaker. Su Jiu discovered just now that among the casual cultivators who were behind, someone had already begun to leave the team.

Someone had stock in his hands and took some pills that could make the Lingtai Qingming Festival. After all, these flowers did not seem to be lethal, but once they stepped into the flower garden, they were destined to die.

Su Jiu pursed her lips. In fact, she had already begun to show a little bit of power now. She didn't know that there were people behind her behind, but there were too many people. The scope of the mixing ring was placed there, and even if she was powerful, she would never be able to take care of everyone.

Shen Qingyue's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery.

Xia Jue glanced at Su Jiu, sighed and took out his mixing ring and shook it.

Those casual cultivators who were originally struggling on the verge of being attacked by spiritual consciousness only felt that the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became clear.

The effect of the two mixing rings is not as simple as one plus one equals two. Moreover, Xia Jue is originally in the Nascent Soul stage, and when using the mixing ring, it is more powerful than Su Jiu.

Many casual cultivators looked at Canglan Sect with a little gratitude.

Shen Qingyue's expression was stiff, and her eyes were still a little incredible. When did Senior Brother Xia care about the life and death of these irrelevant people?

Tong Qi's eyes widened a little, obviously not knowing the story of the mixing ring, "Senior Brother Xia also has one."

Su Jiu's lips curled slightly, "Mine was given by Senior Brother Xia."

"Then I..." Tong Qi glanced at Xia Jue, then put away his unfinished words.

When Su Jiu heard Tong Qi say something, she didn't continue talking halfway, and couldn't help but look back. Tong Qi showed her a slightly stiff smile.

A hint of suspicion flashed across her face and she didn't look at him again.

Tong Qi looked at Xia Jue with a little careful look, and then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Xia Jue did not show any strange colors.

He would not forget the cold eyes of his senior brother when he was about to speak just now, like the flying snow in December, and the bone-black coldness.

Tong Qi shook the folding fan and couldn't help but think in secret, could this bell have something special? Otherwise, he just wanted to ask for the same bell, how could he get such a senior brother's expression?

Shen Qingyue included all this in her eyes. Although she was unwilling to accept it, she did not show any strange colors.

"Shen...Fellow Daoist Shen. Your Canglan Sect is all very powerful." This voice suddenly sounded beside Shen Qingyue.

The person who spoke was a slender cultivator with a beautiful appearance. At this time, the eyes of Shen Qingyue were filled with excitement. The man's cheeks were slightly red, as if he was a little shy.

Shen Qingyue glanced at the man and felt bored in her heart, but the most perfect smile still appeared on her face. "My fellow disciples have always been very powerful, so I feel at ease with them."

Shen Qingyue actually knew that this person was not drunk, and she didn't care about her fellow disciples. She just wanted to talk to her about a topic. After all, she has encountered many such people.

But in order to maintain her good image, she also answered seriously.

Seeing that Shen Qingyue was indeed as elegant and kind as other fellow Taoists said, the man couldn't help but lit up. Then, he started chattering in her ears.

Most of the people here have become nervous because of this flower bush, so few people are talking until now, so the man seems particularly abrupt when he speaks.

Shen Qingyue originally thought that the man would stop after saying a few words, but unexpectedly, this fellow Taoist could not stop when he said it. She glanced around, and the smile on her face became more and more stiff.

Su Jiu glanced at the man, withdrew his gaze, and a hint of understanding passed through his heart. This person's mentality was actually understandable. When people were too nervous, the forms they showed were different.

Some people choose to eat, some people yell, some people practice swords and immerse themselves in their own world. Of course, there are also many people who chat with people they like, and when they are nervous, they will talk extra.

After walking for a while, the man had almost asked Shen Qingyue's ancestors for the eighteen generations.

Finally someone couldn't help but laugh.

Then he looked away and laughed sneered.

Shen Qingyue felt that she had never been so embarrassed.

And the man finally realized what he had done.

Hurry up and apologize to his goddess, "Hug... Sorry, I'm so nervous that I'm talking a lot."

When Su Jiu heard this, the corners of her lips curled, and it was true.

What else could Shen Qingyue do? Of course, she endured it.

After the man chattered all the way, they finally reached the end of the stone path.

At the end of the stone slab, there is still a cluster of Manzhushahua.

Su Jiu's pupils narrowed slightly, and the others became in chaos.

Someone wondered, "The end should not be the staircase leading to the second floor, why is it still Manjussahua!"

Some people also took all this and made him feel creepy. "I don't want to explore this loft anymore, I want to go back!"

The man looked back and found that the door behind was not far from them, but they had already walked five or six hours before they got here!

He looked back halfway through, but when he looked back, it was only pitch black. This time he turned around, the door he saw before he came in appeared, but the wall he saw when he first came in was gone, as if the wall he saw before was just an illusion.

Seeing that the man ran towards the door in interest, Su Jiu ran into the door in just a few breaths, but the moment he touched the door, it turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The blood mist drifted to the largest Manzhushahua at the end. Manzhushahua shook the flowers as if they were extremely satisfied, and then stayed there motionless.

As for the person just now, only a few clothes on the ground proved that he had existed.

No one saw how he turned into a blood mist, and no one saw what turned him into a blood mist.

Everyone heard Xia Jue say indifferently, "This flower is probably going to become a spirit."

Su Jiu pursed his lips and knew what Xia Jue meant. Seventh-level grass and tree creatures could transform into monsters, just like monsters, and they could transform into human bodies.

The other casual cultivators also retreated a little nervously, but they still sacrificed their own natal magic weapon at the same time.

They understood that if they didn't kill the demon plant ahead, they wouldn't be able to go out.

"But fortunately, it is still in the late stage of the fifth level. This flower seems to be quite special. It is a sixth level illusion. As long as you kill it before the illusion, there will be no problem."

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