Chapter 12: Meet the seniors!

Seeing flowers in the fog is a kind of precious spiritual grass. It is said that this flower has spirituality and is a good elixir to suppress true qi and mania. The elixir in Jiang Qiao's yard is certainly precious, but it is far from seeing flowers in the fog!

Jiang Qiao shook his head when he heard the spiritual flower described by Ye Xuan. Obviously, he had never seen it.

But the next moment, she seemed to remember something and suddenly frowned and said, "I... I seem to have seen it, but there is no such grass in my attic... Instead, there seems to be that kind of spiritual grass on the wall of the back mountain of Hengyi Mountain. I dare not assert--"

Jiang Qiao spoke intermittently and frowned. Obviously, the sword spirit in his body was so turbulent that it was difficult for him to speak.

The delicate and touching appearance, although pale and weak, still can't hide it.

"The mountain wall behind Hengyi Mountain?" Ye Xuan's heart thumped.

If it is the mountain wall behind Hengyi Mountain, isn't it going to come out of Qiaoyu Pavilion?

Once he comes out of the Qiaoyu Pavilion, I'm afraid that he will be humiliated by the disciples of Fang Yunjian and Yu Wei. Although he has entered the brain position now, he is not really a master figure, at least in the Green Yinzong!

But...

Life is at risk.

The most important thing is that Jiang Qiao is the only backer in the Green Yinzong.

If Jiang Qiao dies, he will have no way to go. A few days ago, he beat Fang Yunjian's disciple and had a showdown. How can Fang Yunjian save his life?

"I'll go and have a look!" Ye Xuan thought about it and said in a low voice.

"Wait!"

Jiang Qiao paused and said with difficulty, "Night...evening!"

Ye Xuanyi agreed and nodded.

He knew that Jiang Qiao was worried that he would definitely be targeted by other people when he left the cabinet during the day, but at night, it would be much safer.

And Jiang Qiao's current injury is enough to suppress with the leaf needle and the silver needle, at least it can hold Jiang Qiao's injury for about a day.

Don't underestimate a silver needle.

This leaf needle was left to him by his grandfather. It looks like a silver needle, but it is forged with a lot of genius treasures. His grandfather is a Taoist doctor, the needle created before the Taoist doctor, and his needle is definitely a treasure for life-saving healing!

It is said that there is a fairy needle in this world's medical treasure!

This needle is called 'Kowloon Skyfire Needle', and this is the only needle that can disperse the endless cold things in the world.

If there was the nine-owl sky fire needle, would his life be in danger?

Unfortunately, the Kowloon Skyfire Needle is a legendary fairy needle and the treasure of medicine. I don't know how many years it has been lost!

At this moment, Jiang Qiao suddenly patted the storage bag.

The storage bag glowed for a while, and a blue wing suddenly flew out of its storage bag. Jiang Qiao breathed slightly. The two wings actually flew behind Ye Xuan. The two wings flapped their wings, as if they were going to fly with Ye Xuan.

"This wing is called Qingchen Wings, which can fly with you. You just need to use true air to promote it. This time you go to the back mountain of Hengyi Mountain, you must fly!" Jiang Qiao whispered his physical injury and said.

"Yes, master!"

Ye Xuanyi manipulated Zhenqi, and the dust wings really fluttered.

can fly!

Ye Xuan's curiosity increased, but he did not immediately use his dust wings.

Jiang Qiao also nodded.

However, as soon as she closed her eyes, her true breath in her body was exhausted, drowsy, and her eyes were black. She fell down on the chair and fell asleep.

Jiang Qiao's sleeping appearance is three points cute and flexible.

It's more beautiful, even if it can be called a beauty.

Ye Xuan really can't think of any hatred between Fang Yunjian and Yu Wei and Jiang Qiao. Otherwise, he would not have the heart to take action against such a beautiful woman.

Jiang Qiao is cold, but he is good to people. If he is as cold and ruthless as on the surface, how can he persuade him to leave the inner door and not to get involved in the disputes in the high-level?

......

Evening.

The stars are full and the moon is high.

Once you embark on the road to cultivate immortals, it can be the same regardless of the sun and the moon, and the white sun and the dark sun are the same, but for monks who have not set foot into the Guyuan realm, they must rest for more than eight hours every 30 days, so the dark day in the Green Yinzong is much quieter than the day.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the Qiaoyu Pavilion. The dark shadow quickly drove to the jungle path, and then jumped and fell off the cliff.

It's Ye Xuan!

Ye Xuan jumped off the cliff!

His body landed rapidly.

When he fell on the cliff, a pair of blue wings were born behind Ye Xuan, which made the falling speed much slower. With another blow, Ye Xuan's body stabilized and gradually flew towards the distance.

If there were no blue dust wings, Ye Xuan would never dare to jump off the cliff at once even if he entered the flying position.

However, with these dust wings, it is enough to achieve this step.

Ye Xuan carefully flew forward and reached the back mountain of Hengyi Mountain. There is still a distance. At this distance, once he meets a green Yinzong immortalist, he is afraid that he will escape. If he is not careful, I don't know what will happen!

Soon, Ye Xuan flew to the back mountain of Hengyi Mountain.

A fog suddenly appeared.

Ye Xuan frowned.

How can there be fog in this dark night?

Even the fog of looking at flowers in the fog will not be so strong.

Ye Xuan saw this and flew forward quickly!

There is about a cup of tea.

"Hmm?"

Ye Xuan seemed to feel something. As soon as he hit the dust wings behind him, he secretly scattered some divine consciousness and endured the pain in his head. Soon, this divine consciousness became a small field, and at the moment when the divine consciousness emerged, he was suddenly happy!

"I found it!"

"The whole body is wrapped in fog, and you can only see a faint flower. This is called the spiritual flower looking at flowers in the fog!"

Ye Xuan's body shook when he said to himself.

However, on the high mountain cliff, there is really a flower wrapped in thick fog. Because this flower is wrapped in thick fog, it can't see its appearance clearly. It is the 'flower in the fog' that Ye Xuan wants to pick!

"That's it!" Ye Xuan said to himself.

When he finished speaking, he was really angry and reached out to grab the spiritual flower growing on the cliff.

However, something strange happened.

At the moment when Ye Xuan's hand was about to touch the spiritual flower, the spiritual flower flashed and cleverly dodged Ye Xuan's grasp.

"What's going on!"

Ye Xuan was stunned.

Spiritual flower...

Will you still run by yourself?

Ye Xuan felt that he had misread it and reached out to grab it again, but the next moment, the spiritual flower ran away again.

And every time I run, the thick fog of the flowers in the fog is much thicker than at the beginning.

"It seems that it must be bound with true qi!"

Ye Xuan thought that it was to stimulate the true qi in his body and rushed to the spiritual flower, ready to wrap the 'flower in the fog'.

but...

Just as he was really angry, even at the moment when he was about to touch the fog to see the flowers, his true anger suddenly moved, and he was cut off contact with himself and disappeared into the air out of thin air.

"Bang!"

A soft sound.

"Who!" Ye Xuan was stunned in an instant.

"You go to look at the flowers in the fog like this. How can you take it? Although you see the flowers in the fog first, Ran doesn't want to see the flowers in the fog to be scared away by you for nothing. The flowers in the fog already have spirituality. How can you catch them when you pick them like this!"

Ye Xuan never found it.

A man appeared behind him.

This man was dressed in a purple robe and was middle-aged. He stood with his hands with his hands on his side and was not angry. The true waves in his body were like a river. Even if it did not disperse, the majesty also made Ye Xuan's heart tremble, and he immediately recognized that this person was a master.

"Sneer!"

The sound of breaking the wind sounded.

The flowers in the fog seemed to be frightened and were about to run into the distance.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, but as soon as he took the void, the flowers stopped in the fog and obediently bound in place.

Ye Xuan's heart is thumping!

The next moment, he still said.

"The younger generation pays a visit to the seniors!"