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Xiao Wu squatted in the huge golden birdcage honestly, aggrieved, silently praying to Mo Zifei to come and save her quickly, she must tell Feifei that spicy chickens and dogs are not reliable at all!

The dog Bai Li, who was scolded by her, is fanning the demon lord Xie Fenshui graciously, with a flattering expression.

"Little Bai, push harder." Xie Fenshui lazily leaned against the diamond-encrusted golden throne, and stepped barefoot on the tiger skin cushion.

Bai Li quietly ground her teeth, and her fan became stronger.

Stared at by a pair of crimson eyes, Bai Li twitched the fox's ears uncomfortably.

Xie Fenshui stretched out his hand, poked Fenfen's fox ears with his sharp black nails, half-closed his eyes and smiled, "Xiaobai in half-demon form is really cute."

His body froze, Bai Li turned his head to avoid his touch.

Withdrawing his hand indifferently, licking his fingertips, staring at Bai Li thoughtfully, Xie Fen said, "However, the fluffy Xiaobai is the cutest."

After a pause, Xie Fenshui added: "However, if you keep like this, it's not impossible."

Hearing this, the corners of Bai Li's mouth twitched, fluffy or something, they're all fucked up!

Ever since he was able to change form, the scourge has been thinking day and night how to trick him into changing back to his original form. Later, he got impatient and slipped out of Mingsha Palace, and the scourge got worse, always trying to beat him back to his original form and carry him back.

The most irritating thing is that he was originally a phantom fox in human form and no one discovered his identity as a phantom fox, but because of the intervention of this evil, he was directly exposed, causing him to be chased and killed by both righteous and evil!If he wanted to choose the person he hates the most in the world, it must be Xie Fenshui!

Even in my dreams, I want to crush the other party to death, but it's a pity...

Strength does not allow.

Bai Li did not transition to the first stage of the tribulation stage at his peak, but Xie Fenshui was at the later stage of the tribulation stage.Although the difference is only two ranks, the difference in strength is worlds apart. Even ten Bai Li may not be able to defeat one Xie Fenshui.And now...

Bai Li glanced at Xie Fenshui who was lazily propping his chin, and swallowed his saliva wanting to cry without tears. Based on his intuition, Xie Fenshui's current strength is definitely more terrifying than back then, at least he must have reached the Great Consummation of the Tribulation Period.And he... well, it doesn't matter if you don't say anything.

Bai Li, who is very self-aware, has no choice but to use his strengths of being able to bend and stretch, and pretends to be an obedient fox in front of the big devil.I also pray in my heart that the fortune teller will come over quickly, and quickly eliminate this scourge!

As the object of prayer, Mo Zifei was still staying near the black forest at this time.

After stepping into the black forest, Mo Zifei did not deliberately avoid the phantom formation, or he entered the phantom formation on purpose.

The scene transformed in the illusion array is completely different from what Xiao Wu saw before.The phantom array that Mo Zifei entered was a vast snowfield.

The sky is always dark and gloomy, with pieces of goose-feather-like snowflakes flying with the icy cold wind.

As far as the eye can see, everything is white.

Mo Zifei spread out his hand to catch a snowflake, and the cold Liuling snowflake melted in his palm.

Walking slowly in the snow field, leaving a line of lonely footprints behind.

From the white snow at one end to the white snow at the other end, except for the snow in the world, there is only Mo Zifei.

"Arouse the desire in the depths of consciousness? A piece of barren snow?" Mo Zifei sneered, "It's desire, rather than fear in the depths of the heart. And I..."

"No desire and no fear—"

Fingertips slid across the strings, and with a bang, the phantom of heaven and earth was split apart!

The illusion of the snowfield is like a canvas, torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, revealing the eerie black forest filled with orange mist.

The phantom formation has been broken, but the orange mist around him seems to be getting thicker, a thick layer blocks the line of sight, and even the nearby tree branches cannot be seen clearly.It should be a formation that arouses people's inner desires, but it can also arouse people's fear. The orange fog has played a great role in this.

Mo Zifei broke off a branch and took a closer look. This seemingly weird black tree is actually just an ordinary camphor wood, which has undergone mutations due to long-term growth in a highly toxic environment.Crush the branches to reveal the inner part, which is light brown camphor wood debris.The black tree itself is non-toxic and tasteless, so where did the orange fog come from?

"Fei Gong—Nine Star Compass!"

The nine-star compass transformed by Feigong floats in the air in a circle. The topographic map of the world is drawn on the watermelon-like translucent ball, and the longitude and latitude coordinates are also drawn intimately.Because this world is a small world of comprehension, the suppression of planes is looser than that of the previous ancient planes, so Mo Zifei can use a higher threshold of spiritual power in this world.The upgraded version of the nine-star compass injected with more spiritual power even has a map of the world's spiritual energy distribution, which is drawn like a pressure contour map.

It can be clearly seen from the picture that there are five large spiritual veins in this world, which are distributed in a distributed manner from north to east.Mingsha Palace is located on one of the spiritual veins, and the location of the central hall happens to be the place with the strongest aura. Obviously, Mingsha Palace took the spiritual vein into consideration at the beginning of its establishment.The general trend of the aura around here is to gather towards the central hall, but the distribution of aura near the black forest presents a small vortex.

"Is there a spirit-gathering formation near here?" Mo Zifei stared at the small vortex, his brows slightly frowned.

The small whirlpool was close to the north, and Mo Zifei tapped the position on the nine-star compass with his fingertips. Immediately, a small red dot lit up on the small whirlpool, and several paths to the small red dot were instantly drawn on the topographic map.

After looking at the shortest route, Mo Zifei put away the nine-star compass.

Near the small whirlpool, the trees became more and more sparse, and several black camphor trees were dead, as if they had been drained of aura and had no vitality.The ground under his feet gradually changed from fertile black soil to gravel.On the contrary, the orange fog is getting thicker and thicker.

When arriving at the destination, the destination is a circle of sand and gravel, with no grass growing, only a strange-shaped grass growing in the center.

The leaves on the top are a bit like banana leaves. The red leaves are about fifteen centimeters wide and more than two meters long.Part of the root system exposed to the surface is similar to a white radish, as thick as a bucket.The aura around here was absorbed by this strange grass, forming a small vortex.

Is this the spiritual herb of this world?

Mo Zifei thought uncertainly.

"Feigong—Thousands of Machines!"

Since I can't be sure, then summon the non-attack version of the encyclopedia.

The green silk thread spread out and escaped into the world, quickly collecting all the information of the world.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Zifei received the information from Qianji's search: Lingyang Grass, with leaves like red plantains and roots like radishes, can enrich the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and is the main material for making Juling Pill.

Call out the pictures of Lingyang Grass collected by Qianji, the shape is exactly the same as the one in front of you, except that the one in front of you is bigger.

Gathering Pill is a kind of elixir that quickly replenishes spiritual power. It is usually used more by monks in the Qi refining stage and foundation building stage. A drop in the bucket, a little tasteless.Therefore, as the main material of the spirit-gathering pill, Lingyang grass can only be regarded as a low-level spirit grass in this world.

There are quite a lot of reserves of Lingyang grass, and many sects have their own medicine fields, and they will plant some.

only……

Mo Zifei squinted at the grass again, feeling a little puzzled in his heart: Does the Lingyang grass absorb spiritual energy so strongly?

Then he looked at the orange mist constantly rising from the gravel ground near the grass, and he was sure that the ordinary Lingyang grass would never have this ability.So, has this grass mutated, or...

Sudden heart palpitations, Mo Zifei pinched his fingers and frowned, "No, something happened to Xiaowu."

Xiao Wu has a passing token on his body, which can block three full blows from Da Neng during the tribulation period, so his life should be safe for the time being.But there is no shortage of great powers to overcome the catastrophe here, so we still have to rush over as soon as possible.

Taking another look at this unusual grass, Mo Zi simply cast a barrier of confinement to completely isolate it from the outside world, so that it could no longer absorb spiritual energy, nor could it release orange mist.

After finishing all these, Mo Zifei hurried to the center of Ming Sha Hall.

The author has something to say: In the past two days in my hometown, I helped my mother do some manual work, and as a result, blisters appeared on the palm of my hand (after a day and a half, the two of us earned 130┭┮﹏┭┮), at this moment I suddenly I feel really happy about my job.I ended my leave one day early, and the author went back to work on Friday.

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Thanks to [Xiaobao] for throwing mines~

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!