Hidden Mountain Demon

Chapter 215

The continuous summer rain dyes the trees up and down the South Mountain verdant, and there is always a lingering mist of water in the forest.

In the Yueyue Pavilion in front of Wuyin Cave, Chi Zui was leaning against the fence of the pavilion, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, looking at the gray sky with an irritable expression, beside him, there were two dragon horns Yuan Zhen is seriously burning a small pot of camellia.

Hearing the bubbling sound of the hot tea, the red-haired red-haired red mouth asked curiously, "You fool, this tea is so rare, do you still have the heart to drink it?"

Yuan Zhen picked up the teapot, poured a bowl into each of the two wooden bowls on the table, and said with a smile: "Brother Chizui, I think you've been a little angry these two days, come over and have a drink."

"Spit", spit out the fine grass in his mouth, shook his bare mouth and body, turned down the fence, sniffed the fresh air on the tea bowl, but refused to drink, looked at the drizzle outside the pavilion, and said dissatisfiedly: "Old dog! It's too late, why haven't you come back yet?"

"After the peak master's retreat, the general manager is all on the mountain to do his best. Today, maybe something happened on the way and he was delayed."

Chizui nodded, but the irritability in his eyes was not missing at all. He drank half a bowl of tea in one gulp, and walked back and forth in the pavilion anxiously.

The pavilion became dull again, only the sound of gurgling water and the ticking sound of rainwater falling along the tile eaves of the pavilion onto the bluestone slab below.

After a long while, I heard a little demon cheering and shouting: "The manager is back!"

Chi Zui tilted his head, and sure enough, he saw Ma Hu leading two little demons walking up the mountain path.

A little closer, Chizui yelled loudly: "Old dog, you are too slow, the water in my stomach is almost full in the past half day."

Yuan Zhen glanced at the remaining half bowl of tea in the red-mouthed tea bowl, shook his head with a chuckle, stood up and said, "It's hard work on the main pipeline!"

Mahu Zhuan came up, first drank a bowl of fresh tea from Yuan Zhen, moistened his throat and said, "Finally everything is over, the newly recruited more than 200 little demons have all been arranged, and the list has also been handed over to the princess."

Seeing Mahu talking about these mundane things, Chizui felt anxious, and asked softly, "My elder brother...how should I say it?"

Mahu raised his head and saw Yuan Zhen was also looking over, so he said in a low voice: "Didn't the princess come to see it again yesterday? I asked by the way today. The princess said that she checked the records in the mountain field last night. The peak master It's really all right."

Chizui shook his head in a very speechless way: "It's been seven days. We closed together. I came out early, but the elder brother has not seen the shadow yet. It's just that the Yuanshen went in to see the supernatural power. You can't practice in the jade talisman. What's wrong with the elder brother?" It can take so long."

Muttering a word, he glanced at Yuan Zhen with his red mouth: "Thunderer, you were in Yunmeng Mountain before, have you ever heard of people who have learned supernatural powers for so long?"

"never heard of that."

Yuan Zhen replied lightly, and said: "But the princess said it's okay, then it's okay, the peak master must have another chance, brothers can rest assured, you must believe the princess."

Chi Zui was annoyed immediately, and shouted: "Why don't I believe it? But my eldest brother and I have known each other for so many years, so I am worried."

Mahu picked out his itchy ear, and said quickly: "Don't worry about Chizui, the peak master is not going out of the customs now, let's just keep an eye on the mountain field, and wait a few days to see the situation."

"Ugh."

Chizui sighed, and knew the reason.

Now that he got the news from Mahu from Xiaowen, Chi Zui felt a little settled, and was about to go to the pavilion to train the little demon, when suddenly he heard a whistle, the wind rang in his ears, and the surrounding scenery changed.

In the pool forest around the Wuyin Cave, there was a breeze at first, and then a howling wind.

"got windy?"

Chi Zui let out a surprise, and stopped in his tracks, but Yuan Zhen beside him stood up solemnly: "The wind is blowing too fast, it's not normal."

As soon as I said a word, there was another burst of fog around Wuyin Cave, covering Nanshan in the blink of an eye. How could I see such a good fog:
The sky is dark and the sky is dark, and the ground is dim.

The sun was completely gone, and the birdsong was nowhere to be heard.

Like chaos, like flying dust.

If you don't see the tree on the top of the mountain, then you meet a herb picker?

"Brother Chizui, you go into the cave and take precautions. Manager Mahu, quickly summon the small school on the mountain. I'll go to the sky first to see what's going on."

Yuan Zhen yelled loudly, stomped his foot on the ground, and with a loud bang, it turned into a white thunderbolt and jumped into the air.

When I looked around, I saw that the wind was blowing up and fog was blowing across the Nanshan Mountains, blowing sand and rocks on the ground, and the black clouds in the sky scattered.The wind has not stopped, and the fog has risen again, and the vicinity of the Wuyin Cave is covered by thick white fog.

"That fellow daoist did it, please show your figure!"

Yuan Zhen took out the thunder stick from the Ruyi bag, and watched the surroundings of the mountain field vigilantly.Thinking secretly in his heart, maybe some monsters want to take advantage of Ban Cang's retreat and come over to make trouble.

But Yuan Zhen’s voice hadn’t spread yet, and he heard a loud laugh from behind Wuyin Cave: “Hahahahaha, after decades of messy learning, today is the real skill!”

Yuan Zhen turned his head to look anxiously, and saw a big black leopard flying out of the cave, what did he look like:

The ink-splashed mysterious body is full of martial power, and it is very vigorous and majestic.

The exit of strong teeth is like a steel drill, and the sharp claws hide hooves like jade hooks.

The golden eyes and round eyes are afraid of animals, and the silver whiskers stand upside down to worry about ghosts and gods.

Roaring wildly and fiercely, belching mist spraying wind and resourcefulness.

"Hey, the peak master is out?"

Yuan Zhen felt relieved, and when he looked carefully, he saw that Ban Cang's body was shrouded in clouds and mist, the wind was blowing around his four feet, he was in high spirits, roaring and trembling, he didn't look at all uncomfortable.

Ban Cang didn't care to transform into a human body, rushed out of the cave, jumped up the stone wall in front of the cave, squatted down, opened his mouth wide, and a burst of hot air gushed out, pulling the white mist on the Nanshan Mountain to become more dense.

It turned out that Ban Cang had just left the test, and he was happy in his heart. He wanted to test his supernatural powers, but he was afraid that he would lose the inspiration in his brain if he waited a while, so he impatiently sprayed the mist and sprayed the wind, creating a big formation, which made him feel uncomfortable. The monsters from Yuan Zhen and Chi Zui were nervous for no reason.

"Hahaha...hahaha, I really didn't think wrong, this is the way..."

It was the first time that Ban Cang used the supernatural power of 'distributing fog', he couldn't help being excited, his body swayed, and he rushed towards the thick white mist, which turned into a wisp of wind in an instant. Lost path in fog.

With a thought, the wind blows across the white mist in an instant, soaring to the foot of the mountain, the mottled green does not stop, turns the direction, takes advantage of the wind, turns around Nanshan again, rushes to the top of the mountain, and in a short while Fleeing back to the Yaoyue Pavilion in front of the Wuyin Cave, a young man in black appeared.

Nanshan is not big, but it is not small. It covers an area of ​​tens of miles, and the mountain is so high that it can touch the clouds.Ban Cang circled around in the blink of an eye, showing the speed of flying away.

In the eyes of Yuan Zhen, Chi Zui, Ma Hu, and all the little monsters in front of the cave, Ban Cang just jumped into the white mist, and then couldn't see clearly. When he turned his head, his peak master was already sitting in the pavilion .

Seeing Ban Cang come back, the wind and white mist all over the mountain dissipated immediately, Yuan Zhen lowered his figure, and asked with a smile: "Look at the momentum just now, did the peak master's supernatural powers have been cultivated?"

Ban Cang couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, waved his hands and smiled, "It's a beginner, this is the first time to use it, it's better than expected."

If it was simply the supernatural power of 'distributing fog', the speed would not be as fast as that of Ban Cang just now, but Ban Cang also has the supernatural power of 'Wind Wind'. The combination of the two resulted in an abnormal tacit understanding.

And if it is other monsters, even after turning into wind-breathing mist, the color is the same as their own hair color, either black smoke, or yellow wind, but Ban Cang has the magical power of 'sneaking trace', and the color becomes pure white, drilling into the mist , who can still find it.

Chi Zui also said happily: "Brother Cang, the rain that has been raining for several days has stopped, so it is a good omen."

"Hey, how many days have I been in seclusion?"

"No more, no less, seven days! Four days behind me."

Ma Hu also walked to Ban Cang's side, looked up and down, wondering: "Brother Cang, your supernatural powers are great, why have you been watching for so long?"

Hearing about the seven days, Ban Cang was also taken aback, in the jade talisman, he only felt that it didn't take too long.

But hearing Mahu's words, Ban Cang made a move, and a cloud of white mist appeared around Mahu's right hand, Ban Cang jokingly said, "Try to pull it out!"

Mahu looked down and saw that the white mist was floating. Apart from feeling a little damp on his hands, he didn't have any other abnormal feelings.

"Hey, this white mist can still stick to your hands."

While talking, Mahu pulled his right wrist with his left hand, and pulled out his hand vigorously. With a bang sound, he struggled violently, leaned back, and kicked over the tea bowl on the table.

"Good trick, if you control your whole body, you won't be able to move."

Mahu looked at the white mist still covering his right hand, and couldn't help but speak out his thoughts.

"It's not working now, but I can make such a small ball, and I will practice slowly in the future."

Chi Zui looked at it strangely, and shouted: "Brother, I will try too!"

Ban Cang is also willing to try if my brother wants to try it, after all, Mahu has no shape-changing demon, and his power is less, let's see the ability of the shape-changing monster.

As soon as he moved his hand, a white mist appeared on Chizui's hand. Chizui struggled a little, but he couldn't pull it apart. As soon as he thought about it, fire rose in his hand, but it was the supernatural power of 'Fire Control' that he had just learned.

The white mist on the hand suddenly turned into a trace of water vapor, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Chizui has special means, fire and water can counteract each other, and the "mist cloth" that has just been practiced is not enough to watch.

However, Ban Cang was very satisfied when he saw that the red mouth could not break free even after two or three slaps. It seems that the method of trapping the enemy with the magical power of 'spreading fog' is not bad.

After a little experimentation, Ban Cang listened to Ma Hu and Yuan Zhen talk about the situation in the past few days, and then realized that he was in danger, and he almost lost his life during the retreat.

He took out a black cloth bag from the Ruyi bag, and it was now shriveled.

Ban Cang was a little puzzled before, but only now did he realize that it was the treasure that Xiaowen put down, called the 'twitching air bag', it was left by the two ghost kings who occupied the mountain field in Yunmeng Mountain, and collected more than a hundred years of human and animal essence , and was exhausted by Ban Cang's current retreat.

Feeling emotional for a while, Ma Hu whispered again: "Brother Cang, the situation in the mountain field these days..."

"Let's go back to the cave and talk about it."

(End of this chapter)