Yu Linghe's figure flashed slightly, walking in the dense forest like a leisurely walk in the garden.

The white dragon horse had arrived at him at some point, and his nose twitched a few times, and it said, "Since you want to kill him, why bother me?"

It naturally knew what Yu Linghe was doing, but it was a little confused about his behavior.

According to Bai Longma's idea, since Ren Xingwei wants to plot against them, his intentions are to be punished. Just kill him at will, so why should he run so far in person?

Yu Linghe smiled slightly and said, "That's a life after all. I just want to give him a chance, but he didn't catch it, which is a pity."

If Ren Xingwei did not attempt to kill him in the end, Yu Linghe would let him go. But Ren Xingwei's greed still exceeded his rationality, and that would be a desperate situation.

Some people may think that Yu Linghe is too pedantic, but this is a bottom line he set for himself. He will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. Even if he meets someone like Ren Xingwei, he will leave a slight room. After all, wealth is touching. If the other party just becomes greedy and has not had time to make any moves, it will be different from the values ​​he inherited in his previous life.

If a cultivator wants to reach the top, he must have his own bottom line, his own values ​​and judgment ability.

Those who follow the crowd and do whatever they want will always be difficult to become great.

The white dragon horse turned his head, as if he was thinking about something.

Yu Linghe reached out and rubbed his neck affectionately, saying, "What's wrong?"

Bailongma said seriously: "I found that you are a bit like it."

Yu Linghe was stunned and asked in surprise: "Who?"

He and Bailongma have not known each other for a long time, and the people they know each other are extremely limited, so even if Yu Linghe wants to break his head, he doesn't know which Bailongma is talking about.

"Old Ancestor Lihuo." The white dragon horse stretched out its thick tongue, licked Yu Linghe's hand, and continued, "I feel like you are with it."

Yu Linghe was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but laugh and cry. He and the ancestor Lihuo were humans and the other were spiritual beasts, so there was no possibility of any similarity in appearance. However, he also understood ︽∠︽∠, to understand the meaning of the white dragon horse. The ancestor Lihuo was also a strong man who could stick to the bottom line, so it could reach this point now.

Although this old ancestor Lihuo cannot be compared with a god-like figure like Tianfuxian, it is by no means comparable to ordinary people. Being able to be regarded as comparable to it by the White Dragon Horse is enough to make Yu Linghe feel relieved.

With a slight smile, Yu Linghe reached out and patted the back of the white dragon horse. He said, "It's almost time, let's go." He jumped up and jumped onto the horse's back. The white dragon horse neighed lightly, spread out four hooves, and rushed out like a sharp arrow, but disappeared in a flash.

When they arrived at the place where Hou Yinglang and others sat cross-legged, they had already finished their preparations and were ready to go.

Yu Linghe looked at Hou Yinglang, whose spirit seemed to have undergone transformation, and couldn't help but smile on the ground. After seeing his spiritual power crystallization, this guy must have been moved. However, no matter what the reason, he finally insisted on his belief, which was equivalent to experiencing a spiritual test.

This kind of test is silent and does not exist. However, at some point, it can often release incredible power.

Yu Linghe vaguely felt that after this trip, Hou Yinglang would definitely take advantage of the situation to attack the Tongzhi realm, and there was a high chance that he would successfully break through.

Nodded slightly. Yu Linghe said, "Everyone has already prepared, so you can leave."

Hou Yinglang nodded solemnly and said, "Yes." He paused for a moment and explained, "Brother Yu, there is one less person here..." He was about to explain, but he saw Yu Linghe shook his head and said, "I just followed you into the foggy mountain range, wanting to learn some skills to survive and save lives. As for the number of people, it has nothing to do with me."

Hou Yinglang stumbled on his mouth and smiled bitterly, but he didn't know how to explain it.

He sighed softly and said, "Okay, please follow us." After that, his wrist trembled, and a chain of rattan flew out and fell on Yu Linghe's hand: "Brother Yu, this is a chain woven by a special rattan in the misty mountain range. If you hold one end of your hand, you must not throw it away casually."

Yu Linghe blinked, her eyes flashed towards the others, and said, "Why don't they?"

Hou Yinglang smiled and said, "We all entered the Mist Mountains less than ten times, and we no longer need this thing."

Yu Linghe nodded slightly and recognized his words. Although these people's cultivation was low and they were not in his eyes, he wanted to take advantage of these people's valuable experience in the foggy mountains. With a pull, he was surprised to find that the chain seemed to be woven by rattan, but there must be something gold and iron inside.

He did not hesitate and did not have any embarrassment to ask.

Hou Yinglang hesitated a little and immediately gave the answer. In the foggy mountains, although the thick fog does not corrode or destroy its power, if it stays here for a long time, it will have some impact on the five elements metal. However, if some rattans in the mountains are used to process them, these effects can be reduced to a minimum.

For tourists like Yu Linghe who came by by chance, these vines have no meaning at all. However, in the eyes of Hou Yinglang and others, this thing is rare and precious.

Yu Linghe nodded, rode a white dragon horse, and under the guidance of a man, he finally entered the foggy mountain range.

This place is indeed known as the fog. After Yu Linghe entered, even with his eyesight, he could only see a foot of land. Once it exceeded one foot, his vision would drop sharply and he would eventually lose his five fingers. Of course, if Yu Linghe burst out with his meridian-level strength, he should be able to see further, but he was unwilling to be exposed easily.

“Yu.”

Suddenly, the white dragon horse neighed lightly, but Yu Linghe heard its voice in his ears: "The fog here is not thick."

Yu Linghe's eyes lit up, and a ray of sound came into its ears: "How far can you see."

"No problem within ten feet." Bai Longma said confidently.

Yu Linghe sighed inwardly, and it has to be said that after having the blood of the dragon and having been activated, the advantages of the White Dragon Horse in some aspects are too great.

"Shh." Hou Yinglang's voice faintly came: "Brother Yu, please comfort Shuang Yuju, you can't make noise here." Although he spoke in a dissatisfied tone, his voice was extremely low, obviously suppressing his speech.

Yu Linghe smiled slightly and said, "Okay." He patted the White Dragon Horse lightly. The little white dragon curled his mouth disdainfully and said in his heart that even if I don't say a word, I can communicate with Yu Linghe.

After riding a horse for dozens of feet, Yu Linghe finally confirmed that his vision could not be improved without using stronger power. His eyes were slightly closed, and a mental thought was released immediately with him as the center.

If everyone around him was a meridian practitioner or a soul-controlling powerhouse, then Yu Linghe would never dare to use his spiritual thoughts so rashly. However, there was not even a meridian practitioner here, so he naturally no longer had worries.

As for Hou Yinglang, who is expected to reach the level of Tongzhi, even though he is now a Tongzhi, he may not be able to sense the release fluctuation of this ray of spiritual power. After all, the gap between the spiritual power between the two sides is too big.

The fog can cover up vision, but it does not have much precautionary power for the sensing of spiritual thoughts. Once Yu Linghe releases this power, his control over the surroundings will suddenly increase by more than one level. The spiritual power spreads, just like a cheat in the game, and everything is under his spiritual supervision.

Hou Yinglang's steps suddenly stopped, and he stopped and looked around carefully. But there was silence around him, without any noise.

Deng Baiping and others quietly surrounded him and asked in a low voice: "Tao Er, what's wrong?"

Hou Yinglang shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It's nothing, maybe my feeling is too sensitive." He put aside the incredible thought and moved forward again. The others looked at each other inexplicably. Although once they left a little further, they could not even see their faces clearly, they were still clearly visible at close range.

However, no one understood Hou Yinglang's feelings, and they had no choice but to follow him closely.

Only Yu Linghe on the back of the horse was quite surprised. Hou Yinglang obviously felt his spiritual exploration. Although he was not sure yet, being able to have this sensing ability was a pretty good performance.

But even such talented figures are still rejected by Yunmeng Academy. This shows that the cultivators in the West Mountain Region are so qualified that they are not inferior to those in the North Sea Region.

Hou Yinglang walked forward silently for a quarter of an hour, as if he was relieved, and whispered: "Bai Ping, go and explain to Brother Yu."

Although Deng Baiping was reluctant, he still came to Yu Linghe, took one end of the chain and said, "Young Master Yu, Boss Hou asked me to be responsible for the explanation." Her temperament was obviously quite violent, and she spoke like a machine gun, regardless of whether you could understand it or not.

However, such a speed of speech is not a problem for Ling He.

After a while, he understood that he needed to be very careful when entering the Mist Mountains at first, so Hou Yinglang was unable to worry about other things. However, after arriving here, the situation was different. In the past ten years, this place has almost become the gathering place for their team, and all explorations will begin from here.

Then, Deng Baiping began to tell the various rules and taboos in the misty mountains.

Yu Linghe heard it, because her story was much more exciting and detailed than what she had seen in books.

What Yu Linghe noticed the most was that the legendary life would be born in the fog. This kind of fog spirit is rare in a thousand years, but once it is encountered, it will be a catastrophe.

ps: Today's third update! I felt too tired when I climbed the mountain the day before yesterday, but today I felt sore and cried! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!