Chapter 389
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The vegetation on every mountain peak was of the same color. Looking down from the sky, one could see that the vegetation was of the same color.
Looking down from the sky, one could see red like fire, orange like sunset, green like black, purple like satin …
Every peak seemed to emit a light fog of the same color and gathered at the eighth peak in the middle. Apparently, that was the origin of the seven-colored fog on the eighth peak.
It was the work of nature, and it was the place that everyone in this continent was shocked to talk about.
Although Gu Xijiu had heard about the topography from Rong Jialuo, she was still shocked to see it with her own eyes, especially when she saw the eighth peak!
Her heart was beating very fast, and she could not even analyze her own emotions.
Yun Qingluo was also shocked, and he stared at the ground, "Celestial master, is the fog emitted from the yellow peak poisonous miasma?"
Di Fuyi replied indifferently, "Why don't you guess?"
Yun Qingluo was speechless.
Gu Xijiu curled her lips slightly. Apparently, the celestial master was keeping them in suspense, or perhaps, the heavenly secret should not be revealed …
"I guess it's the miasma." Yun Qingluo answered and turned to ask Gu Xijiu, "Miss Gu, what do you think?"
Gu Xijiu looked down and pondered, "Maybe it's not the miasma, but the essence of the mountain. The essence of the seven peaks is gathered at the eighth peak. "
"The essence of the seven peaks? Are you kidding me? There is no fog on the other peaks, only the fifth peak has it. "Yun Qingluo said.
Gu Xijiu frowned.
Only the yellow peak had it? Why did she see it on the other peaks?
She took another look, and then she could see even more clearly. Mist was rising from every mountain peak. Moreover, the form of the fog was different from the other peaks.
When she saw the form of the fog, she was shocked again.
Red like a vermilion bird, purple like a dragon, orange like a tiger, yellow like a turtle, green like a dragon … There were many more.
The fog was not the miasma, but it was more like the aura of a beast.
Could it be that the seven peaks were transformed by the ancient beasts? The mist that was rising seemed to be the spiritual energy that they were emitting.
While she was thinking, Yun Qingluo seemed to have thought of something and suddenly smiled at Gu Xijiu apologetically, "Miss Gu, I forgot that you're not a heaven's gift disciple, so you can't see the fog."
Gu Xijiu frowned. "Huh?"
Yun Qingluo said, "I heard from my father that there is spiritual energy in the eight peaks of the Dark Forest, but only the heaven's gift disciples can see it. Even the disciples of The Lord are no exception. I forgot about this for a moment. I shouldn't have discussed this with you. "
She turned around and asked Di Fuyi, "Celestial Master Zuo, am I right?"
Di Fuyi's gaze fell on Gu Xijiu, "How many peaks did you see?"
His eyes were deep as he stared at her, as if he was very nervous about her answer.
Gu Xijiu's heart skipped a beat. "How many did Celestial Master Zuo see?"
"I'm asking you!"
Gu Xijiu smiled, but her words were sharp, "Do I have to answer your question?"
Di Fuyi was speechless. He had forgotten that this little girl was a little porcupine. The more he was pressured, the easier it was for her to prick him.
"I can see everything." Di Fuyi finally answered her and asked, "What about you?"
Gu Xijiu pursed her lips. "Not a single one." Without waiting for the other party to speak, she added, "What I said earlier was a guess based on what Miss Yun said."
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