The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset - Chapter 581 ride the dragon

   Chapter 581 Riding the Dragon

   Der Spiegel can't help laughing.

   Ye Feng neatly and carefully climbed to Mingjing's side, and asked with a smile, "Miss, I helped you this time, can you grant me a request?"

   Afraid that Mingjing would not agree, he hurriedly said: "It's very simple, it's definitely not difficult."

"tell me the story."

   "I want to fight with Xiyu again, but Xiyu only listens to you, can you... let Xiyu out and fight with me?"

   "Nishiyu won't allow it, and I can't help it."

   "How is it possible, he only listens to your words, how dare he refuse to obey your order?"

   Mingjing said helplessly: "You better practice kung fu, and then go to Xiyu to fight, otherwise you can only be a sandbag."

  The words are cruel, but they are reality.

   Ye Feng sighed and climbed up resignedly: "Can't I beat him in my life?"

   The bright moon above his head exudes a faint moonlight, reflecting the dejected appearance of the boy.

   "No, your martial arts talent is amazing. If you study hard and practice hard, you will defeat him one day."

   Ye Feng's eyes lit up: "Really, Miss, do you also think that I will defeat Xiyu one day?"

   I don't know why, but he likes to hear what the eldest lady has to say.

   "There will be a day."

   Ye Feng looked at the mirror curiously: "Miss, are you related to Nishi Yu? I always think you two are very similar."

  Der Spiegel paused, and said casually, "There are spiders."

  The spiders in the mountains are bigger than the mice, and they are almost perfect.

   Ye Feng pulled out a stick in one hand and was about to hit it, but Ming Jing stopped it: "Don't kill it, everything has animism, let it go."

  Ye Feng put away his stick, was interrupted by this, and forgot the question just now.

   In the backpack, a small furry head was exposed. When he saw the spider, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his lips. The green eyes flashed with evil light.

   Mingjing frowned, this little thing is very sensitive, he noticed that Mingjing seemed unhappy, and immediately went back obediently.

   "This thing has become an essence." Ye Fengtian was not afraid, and when he saw this thing, he was almost scared, and every time he saw its face, his scalp felt numb.

  The beast bared his teeth, his eyes were fierce, and he showed his teeth and claws at Ye Feng.

   Ye Feng has seen too much, so he is no longer afraid, and shook his head proudly: "You bite me if you have the ability, Xiaoye is afraid that you will not succeed?"

Fighting, talking and laughing, I quickly climbed the Huihuan Peak. There is a shrine on the mountain. The statue of Shanjun is enshrined in the temple. The incense case is spotless. Some people often come to worship Sasau.

   Mingjing gave a salute, "I'm going down to Mingjing to disturb Shanjun Qingxiu, and I hope Shanjun understands."

  The crooked beast exposed its head, jumped out with a "bass", grabbed the melons and fruits on the incense table and gnawed them. Usually, this kind of thing should be done a lot.

   Ye Feng came this way, a staunch atheist couldn't help but shake a little, so he bowed honestly.

   A gust of mountain wind came, and the dilapidated wooden door creaked and swayed. The quiet moonlight shone on the uneven floor tiles, and the air was filled with a mysterious and terrifying atmosphere.

  Inexplicably, Ye Feng felt a chill on his back.

   He didn't dare to turn his head. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a black figure "whoosh" floating over. Ye Feng's knees were weak, and his hands subconsciously grasped the wooden stick.

The green pupil of the crooked beast that was eating the fruit shot out a dim light, showing two front claws, the claws were sharpened, and shot out like lightning, only to hear a burst of "Whoa", the crooked beast raised its claws, it turned out to be a A fat, big mouse.

The crooked beast walked up to the mirror with its head held high like a show of trophies. The mouse was tricked by it with only half of its life left, and then in front of the mirror, it bit the mouse's neck in one bite. The mouse was thrown out.

   It only likes to eat snake brains and gallbladders, and mice are disliked.

   Mingjing shook his head helplessly, walked up to hold the two ears of the beast, and the beast immediately complimented him, his green eyes covered with a layer of water mist.

   "From now on, don't commit murder, or I'll throw you into a snake's den."

  The crooked beast shivered as expected, and coiled it honestly.

  Ye Feng pointed to the mountain that was in the distance with Haoli Mountain: "Is that Liangfu Mountain?"

  The night is blurred, and the fog is deep in the mountains. The Liangfu Mountain lingering in the clouds and mists is like a fairyland.

At the junction of the two mountains, there is a depression. The fog is thick in the sky. From a distance, it looks like a dormant dragon. The Qinshan Mountains stretch for thousands of miles. Scales", the dragon's inverse scales are untouchable, and the mountains and the ground crack when touched.

   "The seasons of the sky, the luck of the earth, the mountains and rivers, the signs of Tibetan wind and qi, and dragon riding."

   Ye Feng couldn't understand, but it didn't prevent him from feeling cold.

  The temperature on the mountain is extremely low, and the clothes he wears are already the thickest, and they are still shivering from the cold.

   The way down the mountain is also difficult to walk, even more difficult than going up the mountain. Mingjing made preparations early, so there is nothing that dares to approach along the way.

  Der Spiegel suddenly made a gesture and stopped.

   Ye Feng almost hit his head on the back of the mirror, braked quickly, and when he looked up, he realized that something was wrong.

   The fog became thicker, and it was almost impossible to see what was in front of me, and even the moonlight could not penetrate.

   It was a vast expanse of white, as if the whole world was nothing.

   Ye Feng saw a man walking towards him and shouted in surprise: "Master..."

   "Your heart disease can be cured, and your inner demons are hard to get rid of. I hope you will abide by the rules, practice with concentration, and don't be greedy for the world..."

   Mingjing suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, he raised his hand around Ye Feng's neck and clicked on Zhongfengchi Point, Ye Feng suddenly returned to his senses and took a deep breath.

   "Miss, I just saw Master."

   "It's a hallucination, there is a hallucinogenic miasma in the fog, and a detoxification pill is under the tongue."

   Ye Feng hurriedly did as he did, this time he didn't dare to be sloppy, looked around vigilantly, and followed Ming Jing carefully.

I don't know where a cry sounded, echoing in the empty valley, showing a bit of horror, the sound was like the leaves blown off by the wind in autumn, the echo echoed in my ears over and over again, accompanied by black lacquer. The misty atmosphere is like an imaginary hell.

   Ye Feng's legs were weak, and she desperately tried to cheer herself up from the bottom of her heart. How could a manly man be better than a "weak" woman? The eldest lady has not changed her face since she went up the mountain, he can't hold back.

   After crossing the obstacles, the picture in front of him finally became clear, and Ye Feng was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In the col of the two mountains, there is an open space comparable to the size of a basketball court, surrounded by lamps and candles. When the mirror came over, the candle flame spontaneously ignited. The complex seven-star gossip array.

   And an old Taoist priest sat in the center of the formation, with a whisk in his hand, as if he was in a state of concentration.

   In front of the old Taoist priest, a wisp of blue ghost fire will soon be extinguished, faintly as if dying.

   Ye Feng was shocked and said, "What is this doing?" He really didn't expect that there were still people in the mountains. This picture was too terrifying.

  An old corpse in a mountain village? Or midnight bell.

  I just want a pair of eyes that I haven't seen before.

   Ming Jing squinted his eyes: "To use such a vicious method, even if he is revived, he will be doomed."

   Lao Dao suddenly opened his eyes, and under the blue ghost fire, the thin face was like a mummified corpse, and his eyes shot at the mirror like sharp swords.

   "Who are you?" The old Taoist priest's cold voice floated, echoing in the valley.

   "You do have a bit of Daoism, but it's a pity that you're doing an evil way. If such a method of gathering souls goes against the sky, you will be punished by heaven. Neither you nor Jiang Chunlan can escape."

  The old Taoist looked gloomy and sneered: "What kind of thing are you, it's your turn to teach the old Taoist? But if you can find this place, you have some skills. If you leave now, I can give you a way to survive, otherwise..."

   Mingjing stretched out his hand to Ye Feng, Ye Feng was stunned for a while, and his response was quick and he immediately offered his hands to the wooden stick.

  Der Spiegel took off his backpack, carried a wooden stick, and walked forward step by step.

  The girl was dressed in black clothes that blended into the night, her beautiful face was only endlessly cold, and her black eyes were like an ancient cold pool.

  The old Taoist snorted coldly: "I can't handle myself." He folded his palm, and the blue ghost fire disappeared in his palm. In the next instant, the dust brush swept towards the bright mirror, like ten thousand needles.

   (end of this chapter)