She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 176
She had seen this tiger's beard before.

With the beard in hand, He Miao heard someone say to her in his mind:
"Shangguan Huaide, the general who subdues the tiger under the command of the ghost king, has three thousand yin soldiers, and the tiger's whiskers as a pact. At the disposal of Miss He Qing, he will die."

It was Shangguan Mu's voice.

His voice was still so deep and soothing, but his words were full of firmness.

"Okay, if a gentleman promises, it's hard to catch up with four horses."

He Miao only spoke casually, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Immediately, she took out a clay sculpture of a little tiger that the old man gave her today.

Immediately, he took out the copper hairpin, and solemnly engraved his own name—He Miao on the base of the statue.

She walked in the rivers and lakes, reporting pseudonyms with others, almost subconsciously.

Now that I think about it, among the living people, no more than five people know her real name.

It's not necessary to hide it from him all the time.

He Miao placed the clay little tiger on the bottom of Shangguan Mu's statue.

On the other hand, he clenched the tiger's beard tightly, turned and left with the mahogany sword on his back.

Shangguan Mu, a coward, did not dare to see her from the beginning to the end.

The road to immortality is slim, she will see him again sooner or later.

There is ample time.

Beside the statue, many people were burning incense and offering sacrifices.

The little tiger had been placed well at first, but when a gust of wind blew by, the clay sculpture of the little tiger was rolled to the ground, revealing the woman's delicate handwriting - He Miao.

All the people beat gongs and drums, bowed down and begged wholeheartedly, and no one paid attention.

……

three days later

"Master, slow down~"

Song Zishu's drawn-out shout resounded throughout the mountains.

"Before it gets dark, we have to climb over the hill ahead."

He Miao stopped and said to Song Zishu behind him.

Song Zishu stepped forward panting, his little face was flushed, and beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead.

Immediately, his body softened and he sat on the ground, unwilling to take an extra step.

Lifting up the hem of his clothes to fan himself, he complained, "Master, it's so hot."

He Miao knew that his son's body was weakening again.

There was no other way, Song Zishu saw that he had been pampered for a long time before, so he walked with her for a few days, without a day's rest, how could he not be tired.

He Miao just handed him a water bag lightly, and said:
"After drinking it, meditate and exercise your body's spiritual power."

Then he sat down under a rock not far away, no longer caring about Song Zishu who was gulping down water.

Looking far away, the green hills are graceful, the ground is full of new tender grass, and the sun is high in the sky.

He Miao took out from his sleeve the road map of Ghost Valley that Mrs. Fan had pointed out to her earlier.

This ghost valley is actually in Yunmeng Mountain in the world.

According to the explanation on the road map, it should not be far from here.

But Guigu, one of the top ten sects in the fairy world, has stood in the world for thousands of years, but few people have discovered it.

It's all because Ghost Valley is mysterious and hard to find.

The famous "watching chess and playing bad games" in history happened to intrude into Yunmeng Mountain where the cultivators lived.

Mrs. Fan once mentioned to He Miao that if outsiders want to enter the ghost valley, they need to find a soul-returning tree on Renniao Mountain first, get a branch of the soul-returning tree, reach the cliff of ghost valley, tap the stone wall three times, Naturally, you will see the entrance of Ghost Valley.

This Renniao Mountain is near Ghost Valley.

As for how to find the Reverse Soul Tree, He Miao also asked Mrs. Fan.

Mrs. Fan only said that the body of this anti-soul tree is like an osmanthus flower, and the flowers change with the seasons. In spring, there are green flowers growing, which is quite strange.

The fragrance of flowers and leaves can waft dozens of miles, and its fragrance is strong, if He Miao gets close, he can smell it naturally.

The mountains and plains are all green, where can He Miao find a tree with green flowers.

After thinking for a while, he asked Song Zishu:

"Do you smell something?"

Song Zishu shook his head, wondering why He Miao kept asking himself this question all the way.

The two rested for a while, and continued to walk along the mountain road.

On the mountain in the distance, there seems to be a thick smoke curling up, especially in the blue sky.

He Miao looked up, and the black smoke shot straight into the sky, as if something was burning.

But it seems that the distance is still a little far away.

He Miao looked at the winding green hills, returning to the earth in spring.

It is the time for the vegetation to grow, and the flowers, plants and trees all have spirituality. If the mountain fire burns, it will be unimaginable.

Immediately, he took out two Ascension Talismans from his sleeve.

After all, with her current cultivation, mass production of this thing is exaggerated, but it is still possible to draw a few more pictures to show this little apprentice of hers the world.

He handed Song Zishu a piece and said, "This is the Ascension Talisman, remember, the formula is 'Natural Unity, Spiritual Void Floats', just crush it."

The surprise came too suddenly.

Song Zishu was so happy that he wiped the sweat on his clothes with his hands, and then cautiously took the Feisheng Talisman.

Carefully muttering in his mouth: "The unity of nature..."

Looking at his appearance, He Miao was a little worried, hesitated again and again, and still took his limp hand.

If something goes wrong and falls, she may not be able to save it.

After all, crush the talisman paper and recite the spell.

The two lifted off in an instant and flew towards the distance.

It was probably Song Zishu's first time to fly to such a high place, the breeze and clouds were just above his head, as if he could touch it with his hand.

Looking down, the valleys, ravines, rivers and trees are all under his feet, illusory and unreal, and he is confused.

Song Zishu yelled out of fright, and his whole body went limp. If He Miao hadn't held his hand, he might have fallen down.

"calm."

He Miao said in a low voice.

Song Zishu was so frightened that he trembled all over, he was not rational at all, and he didn't listen to a word of He Miao's words.

His face was pale, and he felt dizzy, as if he could fall down at any time and be smashed to pieces.

Song Zishu was probably afraid of heights, and his palms were sweating more and more. When He Miao took his hand, he felt that his palm was slippery, and he almost couldn't hold it.

"Close your eyes."

He Miao clenched Song Zishu's hand, took a deep breath, and said loudly.

Seeing the place where the smoke is billowing is not far away.Song Zishu was getting weaker and weaker, flustered and chest tight.

He Miao had no choice but to take the risk of speeding up, as the whistling wind whizzed past her ears.

Song Zishu began to lose his balance and swayed from side to side. Although he was not tall, he was a 15-year-old man with heavy bones.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the flying talisman drifted away with the wind.

Song Zishu's flying talisman was lost, his body became unstable, his whole body fell straight down like a bird with its head upside down, and He Miao was taken down with him.

The two fell lower and lower, looking at the place where the thick smoke gathered on the ground, it seemed that many people had gathered.

"Step aside!"

He Miao could only shout loudly.

He was afraid that he and Song Zishu, the aliens, would accidentally kill the people on the ground.

That's a big sin.

When everyone saw the blue sky and the sun, two people fell from the sky, their eyes were wide open, their faces were frightened, and they hid to the side one after another.

He Miao and Song Zishu fell down.

He Miao gritted his teeth, used his own body as a cushion, hugged Song Zishu tightly, and slid on the ground for a long time before finally stopping.

Although the ground was covered with green grass, the stones and leaves still caused He Miao's back to hurt.

If it wasn't for the fear that Song Zishu would fall to his death.

She really wouldn't take the risk.

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(End of this chapter)