After putting on the mask, Miao Xiaomiao suddenly felt a cool feeling, and then she found that everything he could sense turned into a scene and presented it to him.

In the process, he did not consume any spiritual power, just like the mask itself was exerted.

After feeling that the mask was not threatened, Miao Xiaomiao let go of her little claws that were stalking on the edge of the mask and turned to look at the dark space around.

The next moment, the dark world in Meow Xiaomiao's eyes changed instantly!

Several spiritual lights appeared and two figures condensed in front of him. Judging from the clothes he was wearing and the things he was holding, they were the Xuandao Sanren and Liu Zhan Sanren who appeared in the Nuo Opera performance in Suiye City!

As soon as the two powerful men condensed, they started a war directly. The actions and moves they performed were exactly the same as those when they performed Nuo operas before.

But the current one is clearer than before, and a special charm is faintly revealed from the two major revisionists, which seems to be like a great way, but it seems not.

Miao Xiaomiao was shocked and didn't care about cleaning up the things on the ground. She opened her eyes and looked at it with her spirit.

Time passed slowly, and it was unknown how long it took for Miao Xiaomiao to come back to her senses in a daze.

After smashing his mouth, before he could recall his just now, the dark world blew up, like a mirror shattering, turning into countless tiny pieces and disappearing.

Miao Xiaomiao only felt her eyes lit up. When she opened her eyes again, she found that he was in the interior of Xiyi Mansion, and the spirit stones, spiritual fruits and masks on the ground were all missing, as if they had never appeared before.

Miao Xiaomiao rubbed her face, her eyes flashing. He didn't believe that everything was fake just now.

Maybe she was a little tired, and the little Miao in the interior was dozing off soon, stretched, and left the interior, preparing to take a rest.

...

The second half of the night is more difficult than the first half of the night. After Miao Xiaomiao was woken up by Zong Bingsheng, she was alerted to the surroundings with him, while Yun Zhongsheng and Jin Ji lay comfortably in the back to sleep.

Zong Bingsheng is a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Since fasting, he has never slept once. He worked hard every day to meditate and practice, in order to take one step faster on this long road.

Of course, his current identity is just a rich businessman, so he slept for a while.

Mr. Zhou is meditating and resting now, and only Mr. Liu is left to take care of the goods tomorrow.

Miao Xiaomiao lay in front of Zong Bingsheng. Although her eyes were closed, her perception always enveloped the audience.

Time passed slowly. When it was sunrise, the convoy stopped by the side of the road. Yun Zhongsheng and Jin Ji who were sleeping behind woke up. They stretched, yawned, and jumped out of the carriage and opened the package to find food.

After some repairs, the convoy moved slowly and continued to move towards the established goal.

The days of traveling were very boring. After talking about the few topics, the disciples of the Taoist Palace became bored and had to listen to Mr. Zhou and Mr. Liu telling their stories when they were young.

No matter how long the story is, there is still a time to finish it. On the second day after departure, everyone becomes idle.

In the early morning, after washing up, everyone who had just woken up, ate some fruit and stayed in the originally arranged carriage.

"Time is coming." Miao Xiaomiao burped and said softly.

This time he stayed with Jin Ji, and saw Jin Ji fold a small flower on the road. While holding the petals, he replied through the mask: "The mask has only two days of service. After calculating the time, there is only less than an hour left."

"I originally thought that Brother Zong would take us back to the Taoist Palace with us. Two days was enough to return to the Taoist Palace, but I didn't expect it would take so much effort." Miao Xiaomiao muttered and complained.

"It's fast to sit on the spiritual boat, but have you ever thought that how many people in mortals would be willing to spend so much money to buy a seat on the spiritual boat?" Jin Ji opened a small wooden box, placed the petals neatly next to the dogtail grass that broke last time, and then asked.

"Yes, it's easy to attract other people's attention." Miao Xiaomiao looked around, but still didn't feel anything abnormal, so she frowned and said, "Why haven't Senior Sister Zhao come yet? What if the mask fails before she comes, how should we explain it clearly to Mr. Zhou and Mr. Liu?"

"I don't know much about this. The time and place are arranged by Senior Brother Zong. If you really want to know, why not ask him in front?"

After Jin Ji put the wooden box close to his body, he hugged his hands and lay on a bag of goods with his pillow, and began to hum an unknown little song.

Miao Xiaomiao smiled bitterly and shook her head. After getting along for the past few days, the disciples of the Taoist Palace were more relaxed than they were at the beginning, and their small personalities were revealed inadvertently.

Zong Bingsheng appears arrogant, but he is gentle and considerate in his heart. He treats his junior brothers like he treats his relatives. In some cases, it is very touching.

Yun Zhongsheng is a disciple of Qingding Dao Palace. He is taciturn, introverted and likes to immerse himself in his small world.

What does Zhao Yousi say? Although she is a girl, she is full of masculinity. When encountering battles, she often charges ahead and does not fall behind.

As for Jin Ji, no one knows his specific origin. He is amazingly murderous, but he likes flowers and plants. Even the most ordinary dogtail grass, once he falls in love with it, he insists on breaking it, holding it in his hand and playing, and then carefully collect it.

Miao Xiaomiao touched no less than five wooden boxes on him, and all of them were filled with extremely ordinary branches of flowers and plants.

The child said he loved flowers and plants, but after playing, he insisted on breaking them. For example, the bright little flower just now was so beautiful, but now there are only petals left, and some petals were deliberately torn into two by him. Miao Xiaomiao really didn't know what Jin Ji was thinking.

A quarter of an hour later, a breeze blew on both sides of the woods on the avenue. Zong Bingsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Just as the breeze weakened, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Liu, who were sitting next to Zong Bingsheng, suddenly opened their eyes.

"There is an enemy attack!" With a harsh whistle, Jin Ji, who was sitting in the last carriage, suddenly rushed with a carriage, got off the carriage, held the dagger in his hand and looked around vigilantly.

Yun Zhongsheng came to Zong Bingsheng, looking extremely nervous, and his cold sweat fell down.

"Another drama genius!" Miao Xiaomiao sighed in her heart, then shook her lower body, and then meowed and jumped onto Jin Ji's shoulder.
Chapter completed!