After dealing with the wolves, Yan Ming clapped his hands with a satisfied face, picked up the backpack on the ground, straddled his shoulders, and walked straight down the mountain.

Only the corpses of wolves were left all over the ground.

Yan Ming walked down the mountain with a happy face.

But he didn't go far before the mountain became heavenly.

A thick layer of fog covered the entire mountain.

Yan Ming's vision in front of him also became blurred.

Immediately, he immediately mobilized the Qi in his body to run on his eyes.

But because the fog was so thick, he still couldn't see clearly.

Withdrawing Qi, Yan Ming could only shake his head helplessly.

Why is it so decaying.

It's wolves again, and it's foggy again.

No wonder there are so many herbs in this mountain that no one comes to pick.

After a few complaints, Yan Ming continued to walk down the mountain.

But because he couldn't see the road clearly, his pace slowed down a lot.

At this moment, Yan Ming, who had been looking down at the road, noticed a small flower on the side of the road.

It was a blue flower, with its petals sinuous and unfolding, and there were some small things next to the petals, I don't know what it was.

Yan Ming then crouched down and took a closer look.

But after looking at it for a long time, he didn't even see what kind of flower it was.

He didn't rush out to grab it.

Because it's common sense not to touch this kind of thing that you don't know in the mountains.

This couldn't help but make Yan Ming, who was naturally interested in medicine and plants, suddenly become interested.

He set the basket aside and sat down in front of the flowers.

Leaned down and took a closer look.

The more he looked at it, the more strange he felt.

There were even plants he didn't recognize.

You know, he spent some time in Butterfly Shinobi's laboratory.

During that time, he read all the books in it, as well as the ancestral medical skills of others.

It can be said that he knows most of the plants and medicinal materials in the world.

But I have never seen this little cyan flower in front of me.

Isn't it from a medical book?

Is it...

At this moment, Yan Ming's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the small cyan flower in front of him with a shocked expression.

It's it!

Teal Flowers!!

Oni King Onimai Tsuji is something that he has been looking for.

This is what the other party has been searching for for thousands of years and has not found.

It's right in front of your eyes at this time.

Yan Ming smiled.

It seems that I am really lucky today.

All these things have been found by themselves.

But in the end, Yan Ming was not too strange to think about it, after all, Wu Miao was so powerful that he couldn't find the cyan flower that bloomed during the day.

And it's only a few days away.

Next, Yan Ming used the Qi in his body to wrap his hand, and then reached out and gently plucked the cyan flower.

The moment he put it in his hand, Yan Ming immediately took out a piece of cloth from his arms and wrapped the cyan flower.

This cloth is specially made by Yan Ming, and it is specially used to store those rare and precious medicinal materials.

The medicinal materials wrapped in this cloth can maximize the preservation of the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials.

Today it comes in handy.

Yan Ming then put the medicine in his arms to prevent it from being lost.

Finally, I picked up the basket on the side and continued to walk down the mountain.

At this time, the fog had no intention of disappearing, and Yan Ming still walked cautiously.

After walking like this for a long time, he stopped.

Looking at the fog all over the mountains, Yan Ming panicked.

Yes, Yan Ming panicked.

For the first time ever, Yan Ming panicked.

Because he found that he seemed to be lost.

Yes, he's a big man who actually got lost.

And he also felt as if he had encountered a ghost hitting the wall.

The reason why I think so is because he has been going down the hill now.

But no matter how he went, it was as if he had been spinning in circles.

Didn't leave the place.

And according to his time calculation, he should have gone down the mountain at this speed a long time ago.

But he's still in place.

All kinds of signs are telling him that he has encountered a ghost hitting the wall.

"Where is the demon, act quickly"

In a hurry, Yan Ming shouted to the bottom of the mountain.

I only heard his voice echoing over and over again under the mountain, as if he was roaring in a closed corridor at this time.

Weird anomalous.

"I can't really meet a ghost,"

Yan Ming, who quickly calmed down,

stood in place and looked at the fog in front of him, and wondered.

As far as he knew, there was indeed a kind of ghost that could control space and trap people in one space.

But that kind of ghost is a very strong ghost no matter how you say it, and it should stay by Wumiao's side.

It's impossible to come here and trap him here for some reason.

"No," Yan Ming suddenly reached out and touched his chest.

Not inexplicable.

She has a purpose.

It should have come for the cyan flowers.

Only this reason can be explained.

Yan Ming, who thought clearly, immediately shouted at the bottom of the mountain, "Hey, you have the ability to come out and talk, if the talk is good, I will give you the flowers"

There was silence under the mountain, and no one paid attention to him.

Isn't it a space ghost?

Know that you can't keep waiting.

Yan Ming then walked down the mountain, vigilant around.

After walking for a while.

Yan Ming suddenly vaguely saw something down the mountain.

Because the fog was so great that he couldn't confirm what it was, he could only walk faster.

Just then, a voice came from down the mountain.

Yan Ming froze, wanting to listen.

Ding Ding Ding.

It's the sound of metal clashing, like it's striking iron.

Hearing the voice, Yan Ming was a little stunned.

It stands to reason that he kept walking and met the village he had just come to.

But with his knowledge of this village, there should be no blacksmiths in this village.

What happened to the sound of striking iron just now?

Driven by curiosity, Yan Ming continued to walk.

As he got closer and closer to the sound of striking iron.

The thick fog that had been permeating the surroundings was getting thinner and thinner.

And his vision became clearer and clearer.

He quickened his pace and ran towards the position.

Shout.

Finally he sprinted through the fog to the place where the sound was heard.

Just landed on the foot, and didn't wait to see clearly.

"Hmm, ahhhhh

When he saw it clearly, Yan Ming saw a hammer flying towards his face.

His pupils shrank, and he instinctively dodged sideways.

followed by the light blue Qi immediately covered the whole body, and directly entered the state of alert.

"Who are you? What is it for? A

child's voice came.

Yan Ming frowned slightly, and looked up in the direction of the voice.

Standing in front of him was a masked child.

At the same time, he held an unforged knife in his hand.

It seems that the sound of striking iron just now was made by him, and at the same time, it means that the hammer flying towards him should also be his.

Because he's the only one in the neighborhood, and there's no one else.

Seeing that the other party was a child, Yan Ming put away the Qi that shrouded him.

Then he looked at the other party and asked, "Where is this?" Hearing

Yan Ming ask this, the child also felt strange, "You say it first, what are you doing"

Hearing that the other party didn't answer his question, Yan Ming didn't bother to ask again.

Then he walked around the child and to the side, trying to find the answer on his own.

"Wait, you haven't told me yet, who are you? You are not allowed to walk around."

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