The terrain of the foggy forest is very complex, and there are no roads in the forest, only towering trees and countless weeds.

Hurry!

The weeds as tall as the strong man's waist were pushed apart, and Yang Qi's figure appeared.

"It seems that few people come to this Misty Forest..."

Yang Qi looked around and with his simple eyesight, he could see that there were few people here.

Shi Changtian smiled and said, "Of course, I chose this place specifically for you."

Yang Qi was a little confused: "Why?"

The Misty Forest, Starlight Mountains, and Lianyun Mountains are quite famous among monks. However, although these three places are as famous as the three places, almost all monks will choose to go to the Starlight Mountains and Lianyun Mountains, and few people will come to the Misty Forest.

Yang Qi was also quite puzzled. It is said that the foggy forest is extremely difficult, but Yang Qi could not know how difficult it is.

Shi Changtian looked at the clear sky and said with a smile: "You will know after a while. It will naturally be valuable if you spend several days running here."

It took Yang Qi seven days to come from Di Ling Sect to the Mist Forest, which was longer than going to the Xingguang Mountains and Lianyun Mountains.

Yang Qi shrugged, his face did not change much. He had seen the most difficult environment on earth, and he was confident that he could face any difficulties.

However, Yang Qi smacked his lips and looked a little longing.

It is not uncommon to fly in the Xuanhuang world. If Yang Qi could fly at this time, it would not take so much time to rush on the road. On the other hand, it is naturally Yang Qi's longing for flying itself, which is the longing for everyone on the earth.

In the Xuanhuang world, as long as you reach the realm of mortal enlightenment, you can activate the vitality to fly.

"Escape from the realm of mortality, soon!"

Yang Qi murmured.

Yang Qi was quite cautious when moving forward.

Now he is in the Xuanhuang world, not the earth. What is hidden in the foggy forest is not the wild beasts on the earth, but the monsters!

Monster beasts are powerful races that can match cultivators, and their power is enough to shake the sky and the earth.

The level of the monster corresponds to the level of the cultivator. The first-level monster corresponds to the cultivator's level. If Yang Qi encounters the second-level monster, he can only escape, otherwise he will have to die.

It is rumored that there are terrifying existences like the fourth-level demon king hidden in the fog forest. Yang Qi can't imagine the power of such a strong man now.

So this time, Yang Qi came to the foggy forest and would never dare to go deeper.

Fortunately, perhaps the place where Yang Qi is located is still on the edge, and Yang Qi has not encountered a monster so far.

The sun gradually sets westward, and the afterglow falls on Yang Qi's increasingly solemn face.

As Yang Qi continued to move forward, he found that the deep grass under his feet began to become increasingly sparse, with many traces he had never seen before. Yang Qi knew that he had entered the range of the monster's movements.

Hurry!

Yang Qi's ears moved slightly, and a sound of water flowed into his ears.

“There is a source of water.”

Yang Qi's heart moved slightly and carefully walked towards the source of the sound of water.

The weeds were getting fewer and fewer. Yang Qi looked at the clear stream in front of him, then glanced around him vigilantly, and felt a little relieved, without any signs of other creatures being active.

"Teacher, can this water be drunk?"

Strictly speaking, Yang Qi's name for Shi Changtian is somewhat inappropriate in the Xuanhuang World. After all, there is a huge difference between teachers and masters in the Xuanhuang World.

But Yang Qi comes from Earth and does not have so many rules about this. He knows that some things are enough to keep in mind.

Although Shi Changtian is from Xuanhuang Continent, he is not those who stick to the rules, so he laughs it off.

"able."

Shi Changtian glanced at the stream and nodded.

Only after reaching the level of mortality can one absorb the vital energy between heaven and earth to obtain enough energy instead of eating, and then they can truly fast. Therefore, Yang Qi now needs to drink water from time to time to ensure his body's ability to move.

A mouthful of sweet and cold stream water soaked into his throat, and Yang Qi showed a hint of enjoyment.

"It's going to be dark."

Shi Changtian said softly.

Yang Qi washed his face, as if he washed the dust on his body. Then he glanced at the sky that was gradually getting darker and nodded: "I have to find a place to rest."

“Bring these with you.”

Shi Changtian looked at the few white flowers by the stream and signaled to Yang Qi.

Yang Qi was a little curious and gently picked these white flowers.

"What are the uses of these flowers?"

There was not even a little energy among these flowers. If Shi Changtian hadn't reminded them, Yang Qizhen would have regarded them as ordinary wild flowers.

Shi Changtian seemed to point out, "You can save your life, you are lucky."

Without explanation, he continued: "Find a safe place before the sun sets."

Yang Qi put away the white flowers and walked forward along the stream.

The sun gradually set, and the light that was not enough to penetrate was less and less among the dense leaves, and among the towering trees, there was a trace of undetectable white mist around at some point.

Just as the sun was about to set, Yang Qi finally stopped his steps.

In front of him was a not-so-big cave. When Yang Qi pulled open the weeds before the cave, he entered it.

After eating something, Yang Qi began his routine practice.

Practice of Huang Pin martial arts "Thunder Fist".

During the past few days of travel, Yang Qi did not forget the gift Shi Changtian gave him. During the rest of his life, he would practice "Thunder Boxing".

Boom!

Yang Qi's face was solemn, his arms moved with him, and the interaction between his fists made a series of low sounds, like muffled thunder.

It can be seen that Yang Qi's muscles bulged and powerful force burst out from his body, stimulating the air. His fists quickly passed through the space like thunder, leaving a faint shadow of fist.

In the cave, waves of low sounds kept ringing.

"call!"

After a moment, Yang Qi let out a light breath and wiped away the hot sweat from his head.

"good."

Shi Changtian nodded slightly, and there was some praise in his words. Yang Qi had basically mastered the Thunder Fist.

The level difference between martial arts is not just because of its power difference, but also because of its difficulty in comprehension. If the power of yellow-grade martial arts is ten times the power of ordinary martial arts, then the difficulty of practicing yellow-grade martial arts is dozens of times the difficulty of practicing ordinary martial arts.

Generally speaking, cultivators in the ordinary realm can understand and thoroughly master ordinary martial arts, and the cultivation of yellow martial arts is an extremely difficult task for them, and only a few people can successfully comprehend it.

In the past few days, he witnessed Yang Qi's mastery of "Thunder Fist" from scratch, and was a little surprised.

Yang Qi is a cultivator in the mortal realm, but he believes that with the strength of the Wanhua Immortal Body, he can definitely master "Thunder Fist". But what he didn't expect was that Yang Qi only took so little time to master the Thunder Fist. You must know that Yang Qi has been rushing all these days and can only take the time to practice "Thunder Fist".

What Shi Changtian didn't know was that in addition to the powerful abilities of the Wanhua Immortal Body itself, the experience brought by Yang Qi's soul was also the most important point.

Yang Qi was also a martial arts master in his previous life, and his understanding of every move was top. The martial arts in the Xuanhuang world were actually just moves that exert the power of a monk, which was the same as what Yang Qi learned on Earth. Perhaps Yang Qi's strength in the previous life could only be regarded as an ant in the Xuanhuang world, but Yang Qi's combat experience and martial arts experience were no worse than those in the Xuanhuang world.

Yang Qi sniffed and his body suddenly trembled.

"cold......"

Yang Qi frowned slightly and looked at the entrance of the cave.

At this time, night fell, the moon was already hanging high, and with the moonlight falling, a trace of white mist gradually appeared at the entrance of the cave.

The temperature dropped sharply, and Yang Qi's body felt a little chilled.

Yang Qi wrapped his clothes and sat in the deepest part of the hole, leaning against the stone wall to prepare to fall asleep.

In the silence, Yang Qi's brows trembled unconsciously, his eyelids trembled, as if he was struggling with something.

......

"Brother Qilin, I've done this order, I'm going to go back to my hometown."

A young man who looked in his twenties grinned at Yang Qilin.

Yang Qilin smiled and joked, "Why, are you missing home?"

The young man smiled and said, "I haven't been back for a year. My mother is urging me to panic. She doesn't know what I'm doing. Going back will make her feel at ease."

A short-haired woman next to her twitched her twitch: "I'm afraid she's going back for a blind date."

The young man shook his head repeatedly: "No!"

Seeing the young man's embarrassment, the people around him laughed loudly, and Yang Qilin also laughed. All of these were members of his team, and they could entrust their lives to each other's comrades.

They received a big task, escorting a batch of antiques that had flowed out of the black market. They would relax before and after each mission, and now it was the small party before their mission.

The atmosphere in the room was very warm, and several people were laughing and making fun of each other, while Yang Qilin looked at them with a smile.

But Yang Qilin felt a vague feeling in his heart, but he couldn't say what was wrong.
To be continued...