Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 1147 Into the Sea of ​​Fog

Tang Seng said: "It's about the misty sea. The poor monk thinks it's not appropriate for the second elder to go."

"What's the reason?" Master Kuchan asked with bright eyes.

Tang Seng said with a slight smile: "There are two reasons. First, the Second Elder is one of the few strong men in the Void Realm in the Human Race Alliance. If he stays in the Alliance, the Alliance will have more strength. Once there is something If a situation arises, it is good to have enough strength to deal with it.”

"Secondly, there are many dangers in the sea of ​​mist. It would be a waste to use the elders of the Hollow Realm just to inquire about news. But once there is an irresistible danger inside, the Second Elder will be in a very dangerous situation."

"Well, Sanzang, what you said is indeed very reasonable, but there is no suitable candidate in the alliance. This matter was proposed by the old monk. People from other sects should not be allowed to take risks easily, so we must go to Tianlong Temple." Master Kuchan pondered and said.

Tang Seng said: "This matter is easy to talk about. If the second elder doesn't go, let the poor monk go!"

"But, isn't it dangerous for you to go? If something happens to you, it will also be a great loss to Tianlong Temple!" Master Kuchan said hesitantly.

Tang Seng said with a chuckle: "Abbot, Sanzang never fights an uncertain battle. If there is no absolute chance of winning, the poor monk will never do it. After all, it is better to be alive than dead! When he participated in the three competitions, Master Kuchan They are all not optimistic about the disciples, what is the result? To block the peace talks with the monster army, the abbot also does not see Sanzang, but what is the result?"

"Okay, don't talk about it, I will let you go, but you must be careful, and you must not take risks. If you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood. Even if the mission fails, there will be another chance. Gone……"

"Hehe, Abbot Kuchan, why are you like my mother? You can't stop mumbling. Tell me the direction of the Misty Sea, and you don't have to worry about other things. What the Human Race Alliance needs to do is to fight with the Monster Race. After the strong ones reconcile, the camera will act." Tang Seng interrupted Master Kuchan's words.

"Sanzang, be careful!"

"Sanzang is waiting for your good news!"

The First Elder and the Second Elder patted Tang Seng on the shoulder, exhorting them.

Tang Seng nodded, and after asking about the location of Misty Sea, he got out of the big tent, soared into the sky, and flew into the distance.

In fact, the Misty Sea has a radius of [-] li, as long as the direction is good, there is no need to ask for the exact location.

After leaving the Human Race Alliance for hundreds of miles, Tang Seng landed on the ground, entered a dense forest, and then entered the chaotic world with a flash.

When he reappeared, he had already changed into a different outfit and wore a bamboo hat. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary human monk.

Next, Tang Seng stepped on the flying sword and flew in the direction of the Misty Sea, and the speed was controlled within the range of Jindanqi monks.

Halfway, Tang Seng didn't fall to the ground, then changed direction and readjusted the route.

In short, I don't want people to lock themselves in all the time, knowing that they are going straight to the sea of ​​mist.

Naturally, he also entered the chaotic world several times on the way, and changed his clothes several times.

On the third day, Tang Seng, who was exhausted from the journey, was already on the edge of the misty sea.

The white mist came from nowhere, like a boundless sea of ​​air, lying in front of my eyes.

The edge of the sea of ​​qi is not clearly defined, the fog at the very edge is very thin, drifting faintly with the breeze, the deeper the sea of ​​fog, the thicker the fog.

At a farther distance, you can only see the boundless white mist. As for what is in the mist, you can't see it at all.

Tang Seng stopped at the edge of the sea of ​​fog for a while, and then entered the fog in a flash.

At the same time, a top-level magic weapon of extremely high quality appeared in his hand.

The sea of ​​fog is no different than the outside. Outside, Tang Seng's spiritual thoughts can cover a distance of tens of miles, but in the mist, it seems to be greatly suppressed, and the distance can only be kept at two or three miles at most.

In the sea of ​​fog, there was a vast expanse of whiteness. In order to prevent sudden danger and facilitate the search for captured alliance monks, Tang Seng did not fly in the sky, but walked forward step by step with his feet on the ground.

Although flying in the sea of ​​fog does not affect it.

Walking step by step, the range of [-] miles naturally takes a long time.

However, Tang Seng certainly wouldn't think about walking through the sea of ​​mist for a hundred thousand miles like this.

He looked around in the sea of ​​fog.

The place he stepped on was a hill, with trees growing unevenly, and the ground was undulating, no different from the hills outside.

If the fog recedes, I'm afraid it will be impossible to tell whether this place is the outside world or the sea of ​​fog.

After walking a few steps, Tang Seng's ears moved slightly, and he heard the chirping of insects in the sea of ​​fog.

The creaking sound kept ringing, and it was impossible to tell what kind of bug it was.

It seems that there should be many living creatures in the sea of ​​mist, perhaps the danger here comes from the creatures inside.

Thinking so in Tang Seng's heart, he stepped forward and continued to walk, his spiritual thoughts covered the distance of two or three miles around him, and observed carefully.

Especially observing the newly appeared human traces there.

However, he still found nothing.

Suddenly, when he walked through a sparse forest, there was a sudden tremor of the trees. Dozens of big trees in the forest seemed to be alive, and they quickly shifted their shape and rushed towards Tang Seng's direction.

Formation?

Tang Seng immediately realized that this was a formation, a type of sleepy formation.

But this kind of formation definitely can't trap him, and there may not be other ultimate moves.

Naturally, Tang Seng would not take any risks. He entered the chaotic world in a flash, and then stared at the situation outside.

Sure enough, as he expected, your big trees rushed together quickly, and when they were about to collide, those big trees shot out many flocculent things, one after another, and shot at the chaotic world body that could not be sensed by the naked eye or divine sense at the same time. .

This kind of chaotic world body is transformed by the chaotic beads, and it has a powerless shape. It cannot be seen, but it can be touched, and it does exist.

Those flocculent things shot at the chaotic world body, quickly turned into wisps of green smoke, and disappeared invisible.

The power of the law of the chaotic world easily resolved these fluff.

After a dozen or so breaths, those big trees no longer erupted flocculent things, and all the numbers kept moving, and they returned to their original positions.

As if nothing had ever happened.

Seeing that there was no movement outside, Tang Seng came out of the chaotic world again in a flash.

At the position I was in at this time, the original green grass had withered and turned yellow, and it was dead. It was the place where the white silk flocs had touched.

Tang Seng touched it lightly with his foot, and the withered grass turned into yellow fly ash and fell down.

What a powerful corrosive power!

Tang Seng couldn't help frowning.

(End of this chapter)