The black gas scattered, but soon gathered again and wrapped around the headless dragon's body. The dragon's body disappeared, and then twisted and squirmed again, turning into a winged tiger. After circling in the air for a while, it stretched out its sharp claws and pounced towards Song Yin.
Song Yin swung his fist fiercely, not afraid of the tiger's sharp claws at all. When his fist with white gas touched the black tiger's claws, his body was knocked apart and turned into black gas again and dissipated. Then the black gas gathered again and appeared in front of Song Yin this time, turning into a huge gorilla with thick arms, green face and fangs.
The gorilla beat its chest and stamped its feet, making a thumping sound that shook the earth. It opened its arms and pressed towards Song Yin.
"You are worthy enough to wrestle with me?!"
Song Yin sneered and also raised his arms high, pushing against the giant gorilla's arms with a dull thud.
"In the fighting stage, you can use your magic power for yourself, and your energy will circulate endlessly. I am strong enough to lift a tripod, and it is no problem for me to subdue dragons and tigers. How can you fight me? Get down now!"
Bang!
Song Yin twisted his hands, spun the giant gorilla's body, and knocked it to the ground.
He suddenly flew forward, stepped on the gorilla's body, raised his fist high, and punched the gorilla's head.
boom!
With one punch, the gorilla's head was smashed into black gas, which scattered around. This time, the black gas did not reorganize. As the head turned into black gas, the body also turned into black gas, crawling to the ground again, scattered on the vegetation, and turned into their shadows.
“Woo woo!”
The mountain wind blew again, making a creepy whistle in the woods.
Song Yin stood on the ground, frowning, "Did he escape?"
He turned to look at the others and found that although they no longer had different shapes, they had all become silent.
"wake up!"
Hearing the shout, the five disciples shuddered as if awakened from a dream, looked around, and showed confusion.
Zhang Feixuan knelt on the ground with his head lowered. The darkness covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his expression.
Bang!
Then he punched the ground hard, creating a dent in the soil.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He pounded the ground with his fists, blood oozing from the back of his raised fingers.
Snap...
Just as he was about to continue punching, a hand grabbed his wrist.
Zhang Feixuan raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with sinisterness and hatred.
"Junior brother..."
Song Yin frowned, "What are you doing?"
Those eyes, emitting a white divine light, suddenly made Zhang Feixuan shudder.
"Brother"
He smiled stiffly, "Wake up, wake up. This evil illusion is too severe. I was bewitched."
"Illusion? I knew that I failed to kill that thing and it has disappeared. It's better to be careful." Song Yin let go of his hand and looked around again.
Zhang Feixuan stood up, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That should be a mountain ghost, it can't be killed."
"Mountain ghost? A demon?" Song Yin asked.
Zhang Feixuan nodded: "A kind of demon in the legend, the mountain ghost is colorless and formless, often appears in the mountains, and every time it appears, it is accompanied by a whistle, which makes people think it is the mountain wind. Once encountered, they will involuntarily fall into illusions, and then die quietly. If they do not fall into illusions, the mountain ghost will also transform into something in the mountains, making people unable to resist. Brother... Did you say that you almost killed the mountain ghost?"
Only then did he react, his eyes filled with shock.
"Transformed into something in the mountains?"
Song Yin frowned, "This demon is quite something, humph, I will definitely find it again and prevent it from harming people!"
Zhang Feixuan pursed his lips and said, "Brother, if that's the case, I'm afraid we can't find it. Mountain ghosts are elusive and it's impossible for them to appear in the same place. And the intervals are extremely long. Let's just forget it."
Find? Where to find
The mountain ghost in the legend doesn't even have a physical form, as if it were a manifestation of the spirit of the mountain. If you encounter a mountain ghost, you are lucky enough to be alive, and it is impossible to find it at all.
"This thing made you, Junior Brother, sink into fantasy and couldn't extricate yourself. You almost couldn't wake up. Facing someone like me who had the firm will not to be deceived by illusions, you still transformed into a ferocious beast to kill me. Isn't this completely harmful to me? Just because I can't find it now doesn't mean I can't find it after my cultivation improves. This kind of evil thing cannot be left behind. I will find it, I will!" Song Yin clenched his fists, his expression determined.
“By the way, are there any monsters around here?” He thought of something and continued to ask.
"That's it. The mountain ghost is rarely seen, and I haven't heard of the others." Zhang Feixuan said.
How could there be so many monsters in such a desolate mountain? If there were really so many, this place would definitely not be suitable for humans to stay in. Precisely because of its desolation, monsters are rarely seen.
Song Yin sighed, "Forget it, let's continue picking."
Several disciples continued to pick the fruits obediently. Affected by the illusion, they dared not look at Song Yin even more.
Zhang Feixuan was even more silent, with no expression on his face, just concentrating on his work.
Until their bags were getting fuller and fuller, Song Yin picked another herb and handed it to Zhang Feixuan, then looked up at the sky and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's go back to the mountain and make plans tomorrow."
Naturally, the few people didn't want to pick them, so when they heard Song Yin's words, they rolled up their bags and followed Song Yin up the mountain.
This time they walked faster than Song Yin, and Song Yin fell behind, occasionally looking back at the direction where he had picked things before, with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Zhang Feixuan looked at his trembling eyes and asked cautiously.
His expression was much more normal now, and he was no longer as silent as before.
After coming to his senses, he gave up the idea of escaping.
Although he was sure that mountain ghosts were hard to come by, who could say for sure? The eldest brother was terrified but he was not dead yet. If he encountered any ghost creature while escaping, he would die and no one would bury him.
Besides, the eldest senior brother is watching here, so there is no chance.
But seeing him in deep thought made Zhang Feixuan feel a little nervous, fearing that he was thinking of some strange ideas.
"I was thinking, there is a dragon in this mountain."
Song Yin stroked his chin, pondered for a while, and said, "You said that the mountain ghost can transform into something in the mountain. I have seen a four-clawed dragon, a winged tiger, and a giant beast with a green face and fangs like an orangutan. If these really exist, can we kill them for meat?"
"Hmm... Let's ask the master later. He should know something."
Song Yin said: "The blood and energy of such ferocious beasts should be very strong. If they can be used as meat, they will definitely increase the blood and energy of our Golden Immortal Sect disciples, and even improve their Qi training."
You really dare to think so!
It was obvious that the ferocious beast that jumped out of its mouth was not someone to be trifled with. If Xumi Meridian really had this thing, Jin Guang would have taken them away long ago.
What about the four-clawed dragon? Isn’t that thing also a ferocious beast in the legend
Zhang Feixuan's face twitched, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he could only bow and say: "Brother, what you said makes sense."