Chapter 432 This Life Forest (1)

"Do you want the things on these four people? I'm going to burn them." Jin Ziming looked down on these "trash".

"Yes, of course, please wait a moment." Lang Yun ran over happily and began to search for trophies. Seeing his skillful skills, the reckless man knew that he was a member of the same group.

The three of them set out, chatting as they walked, "Lang Yun, you can actually use the big tree to move, that's amazing." Jin Ziming praised.

"That's my awakened natal magical power."

"What magical powers do the Bokabu tribe have? Or are you all proficient in teleportation?" Mu Yan asked curiously.

"Bokabu is the name of the sacred tree. Our tribe believes in the Time Tree God. He bestows many kinds of powers on our tribe. I have awakened the teleportation technique, so I am responsible for gathering information."

Under the leadership of Lang Yun, they successfully avoided the Fire Tribe warriors and entered the territory of the Bokabu Tribe at 6 o'clock on the third day.

"Senior brother, shall we change the appearance and clothes of the Bokabu tribe? Don't be mistaken by them as enemies." Mu Yan reminded.

"It's best this way. I don't need to waste any more words. It's really enviable that you can change your appearance at will." Lang Yun said with a smile.

Mu Meiren put up a barrier and changed her appearance. When she came out, she saw that the mangy man had changed his appearance, and the two of them were still dressed as a middle-aged couple.

The three of them continued on the road, passing several mountain villages. Four days later, they flew over a raging yellow river, and a dense jungle appeared in front of them.

There are towering ancient trees everywhere, each of them more than ten feet tall. The gray trunks require eight or nine people to hug each other. The scene is extremely spectacular.

There are only dozens of strong black branches on the tree, which are round and round, like the arms of a strong man. The crown of the tree is made of small green leaves, blocking the sunlight.

"It's this kind of big tree that has a boosting effect on the soul." Xiao Chong said excitedly.

"It's really rare to be so tall and strong."

"This is the Bokabu Tree, also called the God of Time Tree." Lang Yun introduced.

"What's so special about it?"

"It has a blessing effect on the people's spiritual souls and wood-type magical powers. In addition, every child of our tribe who is over five years old can awaken at least one magical power when he comes to Bokabu Forest."

"Oh, it's really magical. There is a lot of fog here. Is there a formation?" asked the reckless man.

"You are really a master. You can see at a glance that the greatest purpose of this forest is to prevent foreign enemies from entering the hinterland of our clan.

The high priest has set up a protective formation here to prohibit flying, but you don't have to worry, let me lead the way and the trap will not be triggered."

The three of them walked in one after another, and the forest was filled with a light plant fragrance, which smelled very good. The "couple" looked at the sacred tree curiously and sensed the strong woody aura and divine soul.

Gradually, a white mist appeared, misty and misty, like a fairyland; as it went deeper, the mist evaporated and became thicker and thicker, making it difficult to see the surrounding objects.

There was silence all around, something strange and scary, and the man suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Oops, Lang Yun is gone."

"Ah, junior brother, are we exposed again?"

"I'm afraid so."

"I didn't find any flaw?"

"That dark, skinny guy was a ghost. After he discovered the problem, he kept his cool and mixed the truth with a small amount of lies to trick us here."

"What should I do? I can't fly anymore, and my vision and soul detection are still blocked by the fog."

"This is a forest. You and I both practice wood-based Taoism. Can we give it a try? Can we find a way out?"

"OK."

Not long after, the two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The wood-based Taoism of the Hongqing Realm and the Demonic Light Realm could not break the witch clan's illusory formation.

"I'll go up the tree and have a look."

The reckless man used his hands and feet, just like he did in the dark forest when he was young, climbed to the top of the tree, raised his eyes and looked out, and couldn't help but lament: "They are all the same, there is white mist everywhere, and the soul power cannot penetrate it."

He nimbly slid to the ground and said, "Don't worry, I'll try it with Buddhism's 'non-choice, annihilation and inaction' method and the 'mindfulness technique'."

The mangy man was very confident in communicating with the heartless sentient beings like plants. He quickly connected to the big tree and asked: "Can you guide me out of this forest?"

"You are a foreign race." The Divine Tree of Time replied.

"Help, we won't harm the Bokabu tribe."

"You are a foreign race."

Jin Ziming had no choice but to patiently persuade him and tried countless explanations, but the other party's answers were always the same.

He was completely dumbfounded. He looked at Mu Yan who was full of expectations, sighed and said, "Sister, the trees here are too stubborn and I can't handle it."

"What about Xiaocao?"

"Oh, you can give it a try."

After some tossing, I found that the grass had been infected by the sacred tree, and the answer was exactly the same.

Seeing the man's depressed expression, Mu Meiren knew there was no chance. After thinking for a while, she suggested:

"Junior brother, how about this? Although our souls are suppressed, they can still extend a short distance. If you superimpose the souls on mine, you can detect farther.

Let’s look in one direction and check back and forth as we walk, so we won’t get lost?”

The reckless man nodded in agreement, and the two began to walk through the white fog. Two days later, the fog became thicker, and this method no longer worked...

In the far distance, there is a very large sacred tree of time. An eight-foot-square hole has been carved out of the tree trunk, and its height is more than two feet.

The cave was covered with a brown silk woven carpet, and some magical artifacts and accessories of the witch clan were placed. There was a man in black robe sitting on top.

He was extremely old, his dark face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes had long lost their former charm. With a gray face, he stretched out his slightly trembling right hand, picked up the spiritual tea on the wooden table, and took a sip.

There were three people standing below. Although the woman among them had the appearance of a Bokabu tribesman, if you look carefully, she had a bit of Meng Yu's charm. She asked with concern: "High Priest, your old injury has relapsed?"

Next to her, one is her husband Zhong Qingyang, and the other is Lang Yun who sneaked back on his own.

"It doesn't matter, Muni, I can still hold on for a few more years."

"Long Yun, how do you know these two are our enemies? Could it be that the other party claims to be our friend?"

Zhong Qingyang, who went by the pseudonym "Tong Hai", asked. Although his true face was concealed, his eyes were old and lifeless, and he was no better than the high priest.

"Yes, I remember you reminded me that all strangers who claim to be your friends are enemies."

"You did a good job." Tong Hai praised.

High Priest Mu You looked at the couple and asked, "Is it the former sect that came to arrest you?"

"Probably yes, Lang Yun, what does the other person look like and what is his name?"

"They can change their appearance at will. They are probably all fake. They call themselves husband and wife. The woman's name is Yan Xue, and she calls the man senior brother."

"Oh." Meng Yu's incarnation, Muni, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Probably someone from the Feng Ji Hall at the headquarters."

"Their souls are very powerful. They have entered the 'Forest of this Life'. The male soul should be at the sixth level."

"High Priest, does it cost a lot for you to host the 'Forest of this Life' illusion array?"

"Fortunately, this is my strongest field, and I have the home field advantage with the help of the sacred tree. If they were to go to the 'Forest of the Afterlife', it would consume a lot of soul power."

"I'm sorry to trouble you to waste your time on us."

"There is no way, you are definitely no match for those two people, so I have no choice but to take action. Muni, if you really feel sorry for yourself, then quickly become a disciple." The old man's eyes showed excitement and hope.

"Let me think about it again."

"Oh, I don't have time to wait. Your soul and painting skills are most suitable for the time witchcraft."

"High Priest, what if they enter the 'Premortal Forest'?" Muni changed the subject.

"That's my weakness. It costs a lot of money. If you really want to resist the enemy there, just prepare to take care of my funeral."

"Ah? In any case, regardless of whether they can get out of the 'Forest of the Next Life', you must not trigger the phantom formation of the 'Forest of the Past Life'."

"Haha, it should be okay. I guess they won't be able to reach that forest. After all, the illusion I created is a mixture of reality and illusion. It's hard to distinguish the real from the fake."

"When you say 'this life', do you mean things that have not happened in this life yet?"

"To be precise, it has happened or may happen."

…

In the mist, the two of them were still groping forward, and the Divine Tree of Time continued and slowly released its white soul energy to bless the power of the illusory formation of the "Forest of this Life".

At this time, they still looked like Bokabu tribesmen, but in each other's eyes, they had returned to their original appearance, and the two of them had been lost in the "Forest of this Life".

"Junior brother, Guang Liang sent me a letter." Mu Yan said under the sacred tree.

"What is he looking for you for?" Jin Ziming was surprised.

"His Yang Shen has solidified and his state of mind is satisfactory enough, and he wants to try for promotion. However, he has a bad relationship with the elder in charge of advanced formations in Danfu Pavilion. He applied twice, but he never got his turn.

He heard that the Lingyun Sect found a valley with abundant spiritual energy in Dongwu Continent and set up a spiritual gathering array, specifically for monks who want to break through to integration. He asked me to help find a way to see if he can be allowed to borrow it."

"He is a foreign disciple, so the sect won't agree, right?"

"Junior brother, you don't know something. The spiritual energy in the promotion place in Dongwu Continent is too strong. Even though it is restrained by formations, it is still leaking out.

So the sect opened an opening to allow relatives and friends of the disciples to go there to break through, but they need to pay a lot of top-grade spiritual stones or starry sky spiritual crystals."

"Oh, that's it. Then help him get it done, and I will provide the spiritual stone."

"I can guarantee him. As for the high fee, it is too heavy a burden on both Guang Liang and me. Junior Brother, you are extremely rich, so it is most appropriate for you to pay for it." Mu Yanjiao said with a smile.

"Yes, I'll pay. Don't tell Guang Liang."

"How can people believe it? I just give him a random number and ask him to pay a certain amount, and you make up the rest."

"Senior Sister, have you considered it carefully? When you make arrangements, we can go together to hold him back?"

"I am the guarantor and must go to the scene. If you come with me, of course you are welcome."

Four months later, Feiling Valley northwest of Dongwu Continent.

The green trees are lush, the breeze blows, the leaves chirp, the birds chirp happily in the forest, the spiritual energy mixed with the smell of green grass makes people feel refreshed.

Guang Liang and his wife, Mu Yan and Mang Han gathered together. The latter smiled and said: "Jieying, congratulations! You are already at the peak of the late Nascent Soul. You are making rapid progress."
Chapter completed!