130 Chapter 130 Reason for the Fog (1/2)

Just as this thought rose, Zong Shou immediately shook his head. It would be okay if there was a formation. But if it was a spiritual technique, this person had to be above Day Wandering Realm. A causal technique would easily take his life, so why would he go through so much trouble?

The key was that he couldn't sense any large spiritual energy waves that were flowing in an orderly manner, so this wasn't a spiritual formation, either, or at least he was unable to sense it.

Xuanyuan Yiren also followed him to the front of the carriage, looking around, her brows furrowed tight.

When she had rushed over earlier, they were already surrounded with a dense fog, but she didn't think too much about it. At this point she was alarmed and felt that the situation wasn't right. After thinking about it, she didn't agree blindly, ”Uncle Lian, did you get it wrong? Shouldn't be have just continued forwards, so how did we get loss? I remembered that the fog started less than half an hour ago, so how did it so quickly...”

”Miss Xuanyuan, I, Lian Fan, never speak wildly!” Lian Fan's expression was really solemn as he pointed to the front of the carriage, ”Look at the Windrider Foals and you know. They look like they are moving straight, but they are actually deviating. Apart from the fog being unusual, there should be illusionary arts to confuse the heart. Just now we probably made a circle in the same spot. Which direction we are facing we don't know at all. I was only able to notice it due to my ancestor's special bloodline!”

Xuanyuan Yiren was surprised and looked around carefully, and found the situation was as Lian Fan mentioned. Her expression turned cold as she looked around, deep in thought.

Zong Shou suddenly smiled and casually sat down. ”Uncle Lian Fan, stop! Most likely an expert is using a technique here. He most likely isn't willing to let us go, so there is no point in continuing to run. Why not rest and allow the horses to gain some strength?”

Since he was sent over by Liancheng as the coachman, Lian Fan followed all orders carefully. After that battle, he had also became really loyal towards Zong Shou, treating his words like Buddhist scriptures.

When he heard that, he didn't hesitate at all, and let all the Windrider Foals stop.

Xuanyuan Yiren looked towards Zong Shou unhappily, like she was blaming him for deciding matters by himself, but she didn't speak up to scold him.

This wait lasted for four hours; Zong Shou fell asleep calmly. Seeing that the sky turn to night, that fog showing no signs of retreating, Xuanyuan Yiren slowly became anxious. She rose into the air and stood at the top of the carriage, bowing around, ”Which senior's technique is this? Pill Fountain Sect disciple Xuanyuan Yiren greets you! How about senior be kind and let us go?”

Her voice had a penetrating ability and spread ten miles out, they could barely hear some echoes.

Even after she said that, an hour passed and no one replied. That fog naturally didn't show signs of dissipating.

Zong Shou was awakened and seeing the situation, he smiled. Although he didn't know what the reason the person creating the fog wanted, but he didn't want to kill them. If he did, he'd had so many chances in the past few hours.

Xuanyuan Yiren seemed to have seen through that, and sighed helplessly, ”Prince, this fog most likely isn't targeting us. However, we can't just wait like this. Yunniang and I will look around. If there is any danger you can use my fire signal. This is made by my Pill Fountain Sect and even in this fog it can be used.”

A pale gold talisman floated out from her hand. Pretty much assuming that Zong Shou couldn't use it, it flew in front of Chuxue and then several golden needles, and forty Grade Two beast crystals were arranged around the carriage.

Zong Shou took a casual look and knew that this was a formation to determine direction. As for the open needle, it was something she used often and had some of her energy and aura. Under the buffs of the formation, even ten miles out she would be able to pick it up. The entire formation was really simple, but also really smart.

Squinting his eyes a little, Zong Shou didn't pay much attention. He watched the two of them leave, then smiled and stretched out. ”This sleep is just enough, how comfortable! Xue'er, why don't we go take a spin?”

Chuxue gave out a ”Yi!” and looked in the direction Xuanyuan Yiren left. ”But Young Master, didn't Miss Yiren ask you to wait for her here?”

”You are my brat, are you listening to her or me?”

Zong Shou grinned and jumped off the carriage, activating the Lightning Travelling Spirit Bone, walking forwards like a wooden puppet with mechanical sounds. His brows were raised coldly as he pressed his hand on the Lightning Tooth Sword, the violent energy in him hidden as he smiled, ”Since that person has placed such a big formation for your Young Master, how can I run away?”

Chuxue seemed to understand and didn't hesitate before jumping off, following Zong Shou blindly. Lian Fan deserted the Windrider Foals and carriages, and followed closely behind.

Zong Shou's walking was totally without purpose, not using any deduction techniques and just following his intuition. Suddenly walking towards the east, suddenly south, the two exchanging glances with one another.

What was weird was that just as Chuxue was thinking whether or not her Young Master was really dumb, that it would take forever to reach the end, suddenly a ball of light lit up and entered their field of sight.

Heading to that light, they saw that they were beside a stream. The two shores were covered by large patches of greenery, fluttering in the wind. The water in the stream flowed and gave out ”ding ding dong dong” sounds, like music.

What was weird was that around this place, the fog was so thick it made it hard for them to even see each other's faces. But beside this stream there was no fog at all, like a paradise.