My cat grass is gone

Although a decision has been made, this group is not just members of the Black Wind Wolf Demon clan.

The black-haired man asked Yuan Chuan: "Do you want to stay here and wait for us to come back?"

Does Yuan Chuan want to stay here and wait for death?

He smiled and said, "Of course I want to follow you to the top of the mountain and witness your harvest with my own eyes."

It's a good time to share the spoils when you go out!

Hearing the words, the big black-haired man looked Yuan Chuan up and down, but he probably didn't expect Yuan Chuan to look thin and thin, but his temper was quite firm and stubborn.

"He's a man, but our elixirs are limited, if you're weak, don't blame us for throwing you down."

The medicine gathered by the black-haired man is naturally for the monks of the same family, and it is definitely not for Yuan Chuan.

Yuan Chuan nodded with a smile: "I understand."

Keeping my elixir for you to send you up the mountain?Is he that generous?

The group set off again halfway up the mountain, and they had a hard time walking.

The clouds became more and more gloomy, the light gradually dimmed, and the air became thinner. Every breath seemed to be swallowing a knife.

The snow under the feet is getting thicker and thicker. Stepping on such a thick snow, it takes a lot of energy just to lift and step, not to mention that as the climb continues, the foothills become steeper and even frozen. rock face.

If one slips accidentally, it is easy to slide down directly.

Even monks can fly, but there are terrible squalls and blizzards blowing all around them. As long as they get out of the snow for a second, they will be swept away by the squalls, and they will disappear in the blink of an eye.

After the first person slipped accidentally and then flew up subconsciously, accompanied by the miserable sound of ahhhhhhh, the monk was almost invisible for an instant, no one dared to fly with spiritual power anymore.

They were more careful walking on the snow, and Yuan Chuan even attached part of his soul to the spirit sword at all times. If it really flew up, he would rather Yujian fly with the strong wind!

——To be honest, Yujian flies very fast. A monk who is used to Yujian flying is enough to observe the surroundings while flying at high speed.

After they climbed another thousand kilometers, the frozen ground under their feet disappeared, replaced by exposed black sandstone and rock walls.

The snow here is a little less, and some places are not even covered by snow, but this is not enough to make the black-haired man and the others breathe a sigh of relief, because they finally saw the mountain peaks not far away.

The sky over the mountain was covered with thick clouds, and there were beautiful and snow-white electric arcs everywhere.

... Yes, there are thunderclouds covering the peaks of the snow-capped mountains, as if someone is going through a catastrophe.

The big black-haired man was stunned for a long time after seeing this scene, and then couldn't help but swear.

Countless electric arcs like electric snakes hit the top of the mountain continuously. From a distance, it looks like a terrible lightning cage, tightly binding the entire mountain.

A monk beside the black-haired man whispered, "Do you still want to go up?"

The black-haired man's complexion changed a few times, he gritted his teeth and said heavily: "Go up!"

They have come to this point, if they turn around and go back, wouldn't everything be empty? !

Thinking of this, the big black-haired man looked at Yuan Chuan.

Due to the half-middle squad, now including the black-haired big man and Yuan Chuan, there are six monks in total.

The big black man said kindly to Yuan Chuan: "Brother Yuan, you can see that there is a thunder disaster in the distance. That place is not suitable for us demon cultivators to go and investigate. Why don't you go and have a look first?"

Yuan Chuan said with a blunt smile: "You are joking, I am not suitable to investigate Lei Jie."

The smile on the face of the black-haired man tended to be ferocious: "Little brother, you have come to this point, don't you want to go back home?"

Yuan Chuan was silent, and he said with a wry smile: "It's not that I'm trying to shirk, look at the thunder calamity, the cloud was thick and heavy, there was black light outside, flames inside, and faint traces like purple clouds, which are obviously from high-ranking monks." Jieyun."

"You said that there is a secret treasure of Yunxia in it. Since it can be called a secret treasure, it must not be a spiritual weapon used by low-level monks. Spiritual weapons have always had spirits. If this secret treasure knows that someone is about to collect it, will it be desperate to trigger Jieyun? ?”

"If the tribulation is successful, then don't talk about it, let's go home directly, there is no chance." Yuan Chuan said sincerely: "Can we control the spiritual weapon that can evolve through the tribulation? We have it." Is it possible to collect it?"

"But we've all come here..." The black-haired man looked into the distance unwillingly.

"Or we can find a way to interrupt Lei Jie." Yuan Chuan continued: "Let's not say that Lei Jie has an innate suppression of demon cultivators, even if I go up and cut Lei Jie, what will happen afterwards? First of all, this is a high-level thunder cloud. Insufficient, even if I really interrupt it, I will definitely not be able to fight again. Are you sure you can defeat a spirit weapon that may go crazy after failing to cross the tribulation? You must know that we are all in the illusion of that spirit weapon. What about the spirit weapon that used the secret method of illusion to throw thunderclouds on our heads?"

Yuan Chuan said a lot, and finally concluded: "Unless you come up with powerful means that are enough to convince everyone, I will not accompany you."

He finally used the word "us" to ambiguously pull the other four monks into his side, forcing the black-haired man to reveal his ultimate method.

The black-haired man insisted on leading some of his tribe to explore the secret realm, so there must be some means. Yuan Chuan needs to know and evaluate what the black-haired man's means are, so that he can make the right choice in the subsequent actions.

Yuan Chuan's first priority is to save his life, and the second is to find a way to take the chest out of the fire and snatch the secret treasure from the black-haired man. If he can finally kill all the dozen or so people in this group, it will be perfect.

What?Can Harakawa take it for granted?

No, no, as a disciple of Master Yunlan, of course Yuan Chuan wants to do things that others dare not think of, and strives to succeed in things that others dare not think of. Only then can he be qualified to become the eldest disciple of Master Yunlan.

How high-sighted is Master Yun Lan, his direct disciple, apart from having enough strength, the fools without brains will get out!

After hearing Yuan Chuan's words, the demon cultivators beside the black-haired man also looked at the black-haired man expectantly.

Seeing the eyes of the tribe, the black-haired man gritted his teeth, and carefully took out a skull from his arms.

This is a skeleton wolf head, the whole wolf head is emerald green, like jade.

A demon cultivator said in shock: "Young patriarch! You brought the sacrificial artifact from the clan?!"

The black-haired man said righteously: "What is taking? I just asked my ancestors to come and collect the secret treasure!"

Yuan Chuan couldn't help laughing after hearing this. He knew that the Yaozu had the custom of using the bones of their ancestors as sacrificial artifacts. Through the continuous sacrifices of the descendants, the ancestors could be resurrected for a short time by relying on the descendants.

It's a bit like asking the seniors of the human race to ascend to the earth temporarily.

Generally, such holy artifacts will be carefully hidden by the sect or the ethnic group, and will be respectfully invited out unless there is a major danger related to life and death.

As a result, this buddy actually took it in secretly. It would be fine if he successfully took out the Yunxia Secret Treasure, but if he failed and lost the holy artifact, this buddy would be finished.

Yuan Chuan thought of this, rolled his eyes, and showed a shocked expression on his face.

"Could this be the sacred artifact of the nobles?!"

Yuan Chuan respectfully bowed and saluted, and he praised: "It turns out that fellow Taoist has the protection of the ancestors, so I didn't say it earlier! Well, since you are ready, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman!"

Hearing what Yuan Chuan said, the big black-haired man was overjoyed: "Brother Yuan, I knew you were a man! Thank you so much! I will definitely thank you again after this is done!"

Yuan Chuan said excitedly: "No problem, leave it to me!"

At this moment, Yuan Chuan sincerely thanked Master Yundan for his special training in the past.

When he was not the direct disciple of Daoist Yunlan, but an ordinary inner disciple, he was trained collectively by four Jindan monks.

Yundan real Shao Dan's training is the simplest, he directly comes up to chop countless lightning, not only can he exercise his ability to dodge, but he can also feel the horror and suffocation of the catastrophe in advance.

Yuan Chuan looked at the thunder and lightning on the mountain peak in the distance, took a deep breath, took a step ahead of the big man with black hair, and continued to climb slowly.

As he walked, he was thinking about how to break into the Heavenly Tribulation, but he looked at the crackling lightning under the thick thunder cloud on the mountain not far away, how did he feel familiar?

Isn't the criss-crossing lightning that strikes back and forth a bit like Uncle Yundan's Minglei Sword?

Kazami Ke, who was nagged by Harakawa, started watching short movies again.

He slept very deeply at first, but when he felt full of energy and wanted to wake up, he was pulled into the illusion again by a strange force.

Feng Jianke is almost out of anger, this dog is endless than the illusion, is this still in line? !

But after he was pulled in, he realized that the small movie he watched this time was not about his past memories, but a brand new movie.

A brief summary is the story of a blind caracal cat and a newborn puppy Tuan'er who accidentally fell into the Yunxia Secret Realm and struggled to survive.

To be honest, watching two furries live together is like watching a BC documentary, which is very interesting.

Although Feng Jianke is a cat fan, he still couldn't help showing an excited expression when he watched the dog cubs lick the cold-faced caracal cat's fur.

ah!fuzzy!Double the plush!so cute! !

So Feng Jianke is not angry anymore, this illusion is quite considerate, it's really nice to show him a fluffy documentary.

It is difficult for ordinary plush documentaries to have a coherent plot. Most of the documentaries that seem to have a plot are actually edited by humans.

But this is not the case with the documentary Kazami Ke saw at the moment.

The two protagonists of the documentary are spiritual monsters. They have the cute form of monsters and some habits of humans, and they interact a lot.

The two fluffy ones, one arrogant and the other loyal, watched Kazami Ke's eyes light up, relishing it, and even forgot that he was sleeping in a secret place.

The caracal was very indifferent at first, and the reason why he was willing to take in the pup was entirely because the caracal was blind, and he needed a pair of eyes to observe this secret realm.

However, as the cubs continued to lick their fur and cuddled together to find food for each other every day, the caracal's attitude seemed to soften a bit.

He will no longer bite the pups' tails, and when the pups come to lick their fur, he will only habitually raise his paw and pat it, and then lie there lazily to enjoy it.

Fengjian Kekan's heart softened into cotton candy.

So cute, so adorable, so irresistible!

Ah, I really want to hug you.