Chapter 202: First Arrival in the North (Subscription + Monthly Ticket Request)
The battle was over and several people recovered their spiritual power in the formation.
Everyone had some minor injuries, so Ji Qingling came on the field again and healed the injuries of several people and beasts.
By the time everyone went out, the thick fog had dissipated.
Guan Yunchao checked the surroundings and said, "This area should be the edge of the thick fog, so the fog will not dissipate. The higher we go, the more stable the fog will be. We still have to worry about it."
Ji Qingling nodded. "In addition to releasing our spiritual sense, the five of us cannot go too far away. If there is a monster that we cannot sense, one of us might be dragged away."
Zhou Yan said unconvincedly: "I know you are trying to scare me, but don't try to do that. It's just thick fog, not poisonous fog."
Several people began to pack up their spoils. Guan Yunchao and his men didn't want those second- and first-level monsters.
The third-level monsters will only take away the monster core, while the fourth-level monsters will collect the corpses and deal with them in a safe place.
When Guan Yunchao was collecting the corpses, he found one that could not fit into the storage bag.
Are you pretending to be dead?
"Everyone come and see, this guy is pretending to be dead!"
The fourth-level white-striped monkey that was hit by Ji Qingling with the corpse of his companion was pretending to be dead.
The fourth-level monster has already opened its spiritual intelligence. This monkey doesn't seem to be very smart. It didn't run away during the war before. Is it useful to pretend to be dead now? The monk can put any object he touches into the storage bag, except living things.
The white-striped monkey seemed to be not breathing now, so it must be holding its breath! Perhaps it sensed the approach of others, and the monkey could no longer hold its breath, so it opened its eyes and mouth, and spit out a ball of fire.
He was stabbed through by Guan Yunchao's sword who was prepared.
Ji Qingling turned the corpse over, and they realized that it was not that it didn't want to run away, but that it couldn't run away.
Its two monkey legs were badly injured and it couldn't run away.
"We are about to enter a thick fog, be careful, let's go!"
Guan Yunchao said this and walked in front.
Ji Qingling called him, "I'll go in front and you go in the back."
"OK."
Zhou Yan took two steps to stand behind Ji Qingling and said, "I'll go second."
Bai Qi laughed at her, "Didn't you say you weren't afraid?"
"Shut up."
She thought of something else. "By the way, Bai Qi, your set of skills and weapons don't match your image at all. Why did you choose such a skill?"
Bai Qi was just waiting for someone to ask, but it would be very strange if you said he would just answer it on his own initiative.
Let's not talk about it. He saw everyone's expressions and felt uncomfortable! He really didn't have any special fetish!
Everyone is doing the task together, he doesn't want to be the odd one out in the team.
"When I was in the Qi Refining Stage, I went out on a mission and stumbled into a secret realm. It was what everyone calls an opportunity, and it was originally a great thing.
Who knew that senior's famous skills and weapons back then were the Lingdong Jiutian and Luomei Umbrella! "
Zhou Yan could hear a hint of resentment in his tone, "You should be content. Just smile secretly that the senior didn't despise your rough and rude appearance."
“It’s not that the senior doesn’t dislike me. She dislikes me very much. But there is only a trace of her consciousness in the secret realm, and that consciousness is about to dissipate, otherwise it would not be passed on to me.”
Others could imagine the helplessness of that senior, as his fairy-like inheritance was left to this bearded man.
Alas, the fairy sighed. Bai Qi continued, "I didn't have a full beard before. I haven't found a Taoist partner yet. Who would want to look like this?
It's just that when I used the Falling Plum Umbrella and that technique in front of others for the first time, people looked at me as if I were a fool! Later, there were rumors that I just liked this, and some even more unpleasant things, so I won't talk about them.
Anyway, I am not what they say. I grow a beard to tell everyone that I don’t have a fetish for dressing like a woman.”
…
Everyone looked at him with sympathy. This kind of inheritance from a great senior might only come once in a lifetime, and no one would be stupid enough to refuse it.
Guan Yunchao patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, everyone knows it. Just listen to the criticisms in the past and forget about it."
In just a few words, everyone had entered the thick fog.
Water droplets began to condense on everyone's eyelashes, and their feet were wet. It was a completely different world from the bright and beautiful spring scenery ahead.
Ji Qingling tried to use his spiritual power to disperse the thick fog, but it soon gathered together and blocked his view.
I can only use my spiritual sense to clear the way and move forward to the top of the mountain little by little.
Alas, I don’t know how the white-striped monkey can distinguish between its companions and enemies in the thick fog.
Monsters are beings that can adapt to mountain and forest environments better than human cultivators.
Ji Qingling discovered that there were many silver mist grasses growing on the hillside, but they were all immature.
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She didn't know much about spiritual plants, so she asked everyone, "Do people often come here to pick the silver mist grass? I see these are all immature."
Zhou Yan said: "Silver Mist Grass grows in the mountains that are shrouded in clouds and mist all year round. The thick fog here never dissipates all year round, so Silver Mist Grass must grow very well. It is used in many elixirs, and I think all the mature ones have been picked."
Bai Qi also said, "Then this piece of white mist can also support a lot of independent cultivators."
The area covered by thick fog was very large, and the further they went up the mountain, the colder it became.
Ji Qingling, who was walking in the front, also detected the edge of the thick fog with his spiritual sense, and behind it was a vast expanse of white snow.
"We're almost there. There are snowy mountains above us."
Zhou Yan behind her was already covered in moisture. With a flash of her spiritual power, she felt refreshed again.
"It's finally here. No one is talking for a while. I can't see anything. I feel like I'm all alone."
"Didn't you release your spiritual sense?"
"How dare I not let go, but the feeling is still different. Alas~ If I could fly a sword, I would have passed it long ago."
"There's a strong wind in the sky, do you dare to fly? There are trees and rocks everywhere in the thick fog, and flying a sword is more tiring than walking."
The thicker the fog became, the thinner it became as we went forward, from being able to vaguely see the people we were traveling with to being able to see clearly all around us.
Phew~ I’m finally here!
It had been nearly a day since they set out, and the sky was already very dark.
Guan Yunchao observed the surroundings and said, "Let's go up a little further, away from the thick fog, and find a sheltered place to rest for the night."
Zhou Yan tightened her clothes and put on the big sweater she had prepared earlier. "It's a bit cold! Does this count as arriving in the North?"
It is said that monks are not afraid of scorching heat or severe cold, but this is not entirely true. Monks are also human beings and naturally they know the difference between cold and heat.
They usually use spiritual energy to protect their bodies and isolate themselves from the cold.
The North is extremely cold and no mortal can enter. It consumes more spiritual energy to isolate oneself from the cold.
In order to reduce the consumption of spiritual energy, everyone else also put on clothes.
Ji Qingling pointed ahead, "There's a huge rock over there, and there's a flat area underneath. Shall we go there?"
Everyone saw a huge rock in the direction of her finger that was completely covered by snow.
The south side was just right for them as it was somewhat sheltered.
(End of this chapter)