They are actually good at finding wild root vegetables.
As Song Yin stopped forcing for food, the others followed suit and started looking for the wild roots and vegetables that their sect usually ate. They were familiar with these things.
Even Zhang Feixuan, who was well-dressed, was an expert at finding these wild roots and stems. Taking advantage of the moonlight, he pushed aside the bushes and stuffed some strange roots and fruits into his bag.
Song Yin nodded his head at this.
"Junior brother, I thought you were seeking the truth from a wealthy family, but I didn't expect you to be so good at finding things like this." Song Yin praised.
"Brother, you are flattering me. What do you mean by a wealthy family?"
Zhang Feixuan squatted in front of the bushes, listening to Song Yin's words, shook his head, and showed a self-deprecating expression, "I am not from a wealthy family, I just..."
He picked a cardamom with force, put it into his nose to smell it, and then threw it into his bag.
"I just want to live."
He stood up, looked at Song Yin again, and smiled again: "It is you, Senior Brother, who is truly enviable."
“Woo woo!!”
The mountain wind blew through the trees, causing them to whistle suddenly, a little louder than before.
Zhang Feixuan looked up at the trees swaying in the wind and said, "Brother, I'll go take a look somewhere else..."
Good wind!
With the force of this wind, even the sound of escape will be covered up...
"Don't leave!"
Suddenly a loud shout came from Song Yin, which frightened Zhang Feixuan.
how
Can't hide it anymore?!
Or is there someone who can't hold back and runs away
Zhang Feixuan looked around and found that the five disciples were collecting things in a strange way. They were also frightened by the loud shout.
Song Yin looked at the trees in front of him and frowned, "The wind is wrong, there is a howling sound..."
A white light flashed in his eyes, illuminating his entire head, and he stared straight ahead.
Song Yin's voice was low and his fists were clenched, "Evil spirit!"
“Woo!”
The wind blew against the trees, howling even louder.
Above their heads, the trees were no longer blown in one direction by the wind, but were blown in multiple directions, and finally formed a direction blowing towards the center.
Not only the trees, but also the bushes and other plants are extending in one direction, as if welcoming the arrival of something.
"Woo woo..."
The sound of the wind became lower, causing the surrounding plants to constantly change direction, but then, the plants returned to their normal appearance.
The wind around was still, as if it had stopped.
The unique rustling sound of the trees disappeared, the plants no longer moved rhythmically, and the space seemed to be still.
"Senior brother, you are making a fuss about nothing." Zhang Feixuan said with a smile.
Does this person with a bad brain see evil in everything he sees
"It's just an ordinary mountain breeze, brother, there's no need to..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped there, looking confused.
Not only him, but the other five fellow disciples also stood there, standing upright and not moving a single muscle.
"hey-hey... "
Suddenly, one of the five fellow disciples laughed.
He took two steps forward with a slightly lewd smile.
"Hey, my beauty, why are you here in this desolate mountain?"
As he spoke, he seemed to be reaching out to touch something, nodding his head: "Oh... Fleeing from the famine, being chased by wolves? Don't worry, I'm a Qi Refiner. Have you heard of the Golden Immortal Sect? It's on the flat-topped mountain nearby. You're lucky to have met us. Come back to the sect with your brothers..."
"What? There are sisters behind you. Do they all look like you? Okay, no problem, let's go right away."
He was asking and answering his own questions by himself, with an even more exaggerated smile on his face.
"Hahaha, I am invincible! Golden light, Song Seal, they are no match for me!"
The second person to speak was the tall and strong man. His hair and beard were all standing up, and he raised his hands high. "What aura of the great way! It doesn't hurt me at all. I don't do anything I want to do! What? You want to fight me? Fine, come on!"
Among the remaining few people, some were extremely drunk, holding something that looked like a wine jar in their hands and roaring wildly.
There was a man sitting on the ground with a big horse and a golden sword, with an intoxicated look on his face, as if he was enjoying the admiration of all the people.
The last person had a calm expression on his face, and he was waving something with his hands raised, as if he was an immortal standing in the clouds and looking down at the world.
As they showed strange expressions, the surrounding plants seemed to have found a target and extended towards that direction little by little. The shadows illuminated by the moonlight approached like tentacles.
Zhang Feixuan's eyes were red, his hands were spread out and blood was bursting out, he said frantically: "I finally found you!"
He took two steps forward, blood and energy emanating, and with a stretch of his five fingers, he crushed a thick tree into pieces.
"Hahahaha, I finally got my revenge, I finally got my revenge!"
He opened his mouth and howled angrily, then knelt on his knees, covered his face and cried, "Dad, Mom, sister, I have taken revenge!!"
The shadow of the tree stump that he had crushed also twisted and turned into a tentacle, moving towards Zhang Feixuan's body.
It seemed as if the moonlight stretched the shadow. Just when the tentacle was about to touch Zhang Feixuan's body, a foot stepped on the phantom of the tentacle.
Song Yin stared at the tentacle shadows on the ground with more and more disgust.
White gas emerged from under his feet, quickly illuminating the surroundings, like a bright sun that swept away the darkness and made the tentacles disappear without a trace.
Song Yin frowned, his eyes gleaming with a divine light, and he gritted his teeth and said to the silent space: "How dare you be so presumptuous in front of me? You really don't know what you mean!"
He stretched out his hand and pulled towards the darkness beside him, as if he had grabbed something. He clenched his five fingers into a fist, and white gas appeared on his hand and exploded again.
boom!
“Woo!!”
The mountain wind howled again, as if in pain. Countless shadows retreated to the surroundings and gathered in front of Song Yin. The shadows gradually emerged from the trees and plants, climbed on the ground, and then gathered into a huge long strip.
Under the moonlight, the trees swayed, the mountain wind howled, and the black shadow condensed. The body became longer and longer, gradually growing black scales. The long body turned into four claws, and a pair of pitch-black horns formed in the place of the head, transforming it into a shadow dragon.
"roar!!!"
The dragon opened its mouth wide and roared at Song Yin, causing the mountain wind to blow and making Song Yin's hair and clothes rustle.
Its power seems to make all things bow down and make people dare not even think of resisting.
Black Dragon?!
Song Yin's eyes fixed as he watched the black dragon's mouth getting closer and closer, but he did not avoid it, just showed disdain on his face.
"Nothing can escape my eyes. No matter how many changes you make, even if you turn into a dragon, you are just a..."
He clenched his fists so hard that they made crackling sounds. A white mist gathered on his fists. As the black dragon approached, he punched the dragon's head hard.
Peng!!
Under this punch, the black dragon exploded directly and turned into black gas that scattered around.
"Just an evil demon!"