Chapter 391

Perhaps, under the nourishment of biyou spring, meat type Ganoderma can heal itself.

Seeing these ten days, Feng Yimo has been studying the jade slips and admires them. No wonder the master has such accomplishments at a young age, which is inseparable from his hard work.

More than ten days later, Jingyu's flying boat appeared on a barren wasteland. Feng Yimo came out of the boat and looked at it in surprise. He felt that his aura was thin and asked, "is this the Tianyuan kingdom in Qihuan kingdom?"

GUI wenpo was also puzzled. According to her master, Qi Huan state should be full of spiritual power. How could it be so desolate that even ordinary plants such as flowers and trees died.

She quickly took out the map of the jade slips, seriously looked at it, said: "back to the master, this is indeed the territory of Tianyuan kingdom."

Wind Yi Mo nods, drills into the flying boat and says: "go to the nearest city and ask what happened."

"Yes Ghost steady old woman should way, launch startle feather to fly a boat, fly eastward.

Yuankang city is the second largest city in Tianyuan Kingdom, with a population of millions. Unfortunately, when Feng Yimo came to Yuankang City, the whole city looked bleak and empty. When he saw a few people on the street, they all looked in a hurry, almost every family was closed.

What happened to the city?

is as like as two peas in the wind behind the wind, and looks like human beings. He is specially designed for the ghost stable woman. The yuan baby's intermediate realm, so that the yuan baby can live in a puppet, and can't let ghost steady as a baby baby's state.

For the arrangement of Feng Yimo, GUI wenpo dare not have any objection, although this puppet looks like a middle-aged man.

"Old slave, go to inquire and see what happened." GUI wenpo bowed and said.

Feng Yimo nodded and walked along the main road into the city. Ninety nine percent of the shops and commercial buildings on both sides were closed. As long as there were only three or four shops open, but Yemeni crows.

Feng Yimo comes to a dead restaurant. There is no guest in it. The bartender is dozing off on the table. An old man is writing and drawing behind the counter. He is constantly moaning and sighing. It seems that business is very bad.

Seeing that Feng Yimo, such a handsome young man, came in and called: "little son, the guests are coming. Get up and say hello!"

The bartender jumped up and called out, "here you are. How many guests do you want to eat?"

Feng Yimo said with a smile: "well, there are two of us, but I'm the only one to eat. You can have anything delicious here. Just two or three of them. "

The bartender was somewhat disappointed, but cheerfully called out: "OK, please sit down!"

Soon, the two meat and one vegetarian dishes were served by the bartender. It looked good. Feng Yimo took a bite of chopsticks and tasted delicious. He got the recipe jade slips from TianChao. He knows that there are more than ten thousand kinds of dishes in the world. He can make this kind of taste with ordinary ingredients. He is a master.

In the middle of the meal, GUI wenpo came in and saw Feng Yimo eating. She was envious. She had a metal body and could not eat any delicious food.

"Master, I've made sure." GUI wenpo came to Feng Yimo's side, bowed and said, "the population of Yuankang city has gone by 109% now. The reason is that half a year ago, the whole area of Yuankang city had no crops, the flowers and plants withered and withered, and all the green plants died one after another. Therefore, it is rumored that a strange plague spread, coupled with the lack of food, the vast majority of people have left, leaving only some who do not want to leave, so it is difficult to leave their hometown. "

Along the way, fengyimo was barren everywhere. It was not only the problem near Kangcheng in Yuan Dynasty, but also affected the three-level Xiuzhen kingdom called Kangning Kingdom, which belonged to Tiandu kingdom!

Moreover, the wind B ink in the air did not find any toxic smell. Pestilence is a kind of toxin, which can not be detected by the body of other ten thousand poisons.

In addition, there is only desolation everywhere, but there is no dead city, and the dead spirit is also very thin, but the aura is taken away by something, which indicates that it is not a plague at all!

According to his practice experience, there is a special existence in the huge area nearby, which absorbs the aura of the Kangning kingdom!

What makes such a big deal?

Of course, it won't be human or monster, so Feng Yimo naturally thought of the legend of "unicorn".

After reaching a certain degree, spiritual treasures such as aura, Lingquan, Lingyan, etc. will turn into shapes and exist in a certain form. Naturally, the so-called holy beast "Qilin" is not a real Qilin, but a simulated form of a spiritual treasure. In order to maintain its own aura, this kind of psychic treasure is bound to absorb a lot of aura from the outside world.

Therefore, combined with various signs, "Qilin" is in the territory of Corning!

Thinking of this, Feng Yimo is very excited. After eating the meal, he settles the bill and asks the shopkeeper where the most desolate place is. Then he leaves Yuankang city.

"Master, where do you want to go in a hurry?" GUI wenpo didn't understand why the master didn't take a rest and set foot on the road nonstop.Wind B ink head also don't return of way: "go to Wuding mountain!"

Wuding mountain is what the restaurant manager said.

When they arrived at Wuding mountain, they found that dozens of people were searching on the low mountain. They were dressed in neat moon white robes and turned out to be from the same clan. In the robe, printed with cloud patterns, in the middle of the clouds, a towering, majestic, solemn palace set off in the clouds.

Wuding mountain is no more than 200 feet high. At this time, the originally dense trees are completely dead. The whole mountain is full of dry trees, flowers and plants. It is a sign of the end of the world. In addition to the spring flowing down, it has become a dead place!

"Stop, Qi Tiangong is here. No one else is allowed to enter!" Without waiting for Feng Yi and Mo to approach, two young friars stopped them.

Feng Yimo was stunned. He turned out to be a member of Qi Tiangong, but he shouldn't be so overbearing. He was about to speak when GUI wenpo pulled his sleeve behind him and said in a low voice: "master, we'd better avoid for a while."

As soon as Feng Yimo frowned, he was not a person willing to retreat, especially in this situation of being despised. However, he saw that she seemed to want to say nothing, so he stopped insisting and followed her out of the world.

"I'm sensitive to ghost Qi because I'm a ghost monk. I feel that there are powerful ghosts on the mountain!" These days, she has found out the use of zhenhun stele. At this time, the zhenhun stele in the storage bag around her waist emits light.

Feng Yimo looks up at Wuding mountain. Is there a ghost emperor here?

Very likely! The reason is that ghosts, ghosts, monsters and friars all like pure psychic things. The psychic power itself is beneficial and harmless to any party, but monsters and friars prefer pure and masculine psychic power, while ghosts like feminine psychic power. If it is such a top-notch Lingbao as biyouquan, even ghosts and ghosts will not let it go.

It seems that nine times out of ten there will be biyou spring in the mountain!

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