"Corpse-talking insect, a good name."

Looking at the white bones in the distance, Xu Yan nodded slightly and said, "The white bones are worthy of being a second-class dangerous place."

The sand mist scraped out of the corpse forest was actually flying insects. The eyes of these flying insects were red, which meant that they were all monsters. No less than ten thousand monsters appeared together. The cattle and tigers didn't even have time to struggle, and instantly became bones all over the ground.

Fortunately, the target of the corpse-speaking insect is a herd of cattle, and the sailboat has changed its course. Otherwise, once the demon insect storm is overwhelmed, it will be difficult to resist by relying on the eighteen foundation-building monks, and it is even possible to be gnawed away.

Apart from the air-conditioned sound, no one said anything else in the boat. The grassland that just now felt beautiful and novel, has now become a deadly dangerous place in the eyes of these disciples from Linyuan Island.

"I won't come to this corpse-hiding forest even if I beat it to death, unless I can cultivate to the Nascent Soul..."

Feicai had already retracted his head and his eyes were filled with fear. The other disciples had the same thoughts at this time.

"It seems that we can only experience the third-level dangerous place, which is indeed not suitable for foundation-building monks."

Xu Yan's expression remained unchanged, just a group of monsters, which was nothing to him.

"We have to stay away from it, and I thought the corpse-talking insects would not leave the forest to hunt." Wang Zhao said with lingering fear while riding the sailboat to get away from the forest: "Thanks to your reminder, if you really want to fall into a swarm of insects, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"There are people on the boat, senior sister, don't be polite." Xu Yan smiled and stood up and returned to the boat.

He has already recorded the map, and he has gained some information that should be inquired. As for the more secrets in the Western Region, Wang Zhao cannot know all of them.

Even with the previous news about the Thousand Infant List and the Earth Sword Sect, if it weren't for the island master who had the Nascent Soul Realm, she wouldn't have known so much news.

The fragrance of wine was surging in the boat, and the food was pouring spiritual wine one by one.

"Senior Brother Fei is so elegant." Xu Yan said strangely.

"What a joy? I'm so shocked. Those bugs are so scary. After all, I have to have nightmares for several days." Feicai's hand holding the wine bowl was trembling slightly, and he was very scared by the scene just now.

"It's as scary as the bottom of the sea. You're not alive yet, just a group of insects, what's so afraid of?" Xu Yan shook his head, grabbed the other party's wine pot, and poured a glass himself.

"Senior Brother Fei, don't forget to be timid and not cultivate immortality." Looking at Fei Cai, Xu Yan drank it all and praised the good wine.

"Yes! Senior Brother Xu is right. We can all come back alive in Haiyuan. What's the terrible thing about a group of insects!" Feicai was inspired and seemed energetic, but forgot that he had been fainting at the bottom of the sea.

"Hehe, actually, I'm very brave. When I was a child, I did a lot of things to catch snakes. I'm a master of foundation building. How could I be timid!"

Feicai became more and more energetic and said arrogantly: "We still want to become immortals and achieve enlightenment. If we want to be gods, we must be brave!"

"Do you want to be a hero in the world?" Xu Yan suddenly asked when he saw the other party talking interestingly.

"Forget it, the hero. No matter how I look, I don't look like a chivalrous man, I'm more like a fat monk, haha." Feicai scratched his head embarrassedly, and he was not interested in the heroes.

"Senior Brother Fei, have you ever tried iron? Do you like to make iron? Or, before practicing, have you ever thought about being a blacksmith?"

"Blacksmith? I never thought about it. I thought about being a cook, so I didn't have to go hungry and marry another wife. Unfortunately, I was too poor and no one was willing to marry me. Later, I became a monk and looked down on the women in Linyuan City. Alas, Senior Brother Xu, do you think I am a little arrogant?"

"Senior Brother Fei, it is really rare for a self-knowledge like you."

"Hehe, thank you Senior Brother Xu for your praise... But why does it sound like scolding me?"

After a few chats, Xu Yan hinted at the two topics of "The World of the World" and the Blacksmith. Unfortunately, Feicai was not interested. This made the connection between Daniu, the son of the blacksmith in the dream, and Feicai, even more and more contrary to each other, and Xu Yan was also puzzled.

"Maybe it's a coincidence..."

Xu Yan whispered in his heart: "My friend of Tongtian Immortal Lord when he was young is afraid that millions of years have passed. Even if there is a saying of reincarnation, I don't know how many times have reincarnation been."

With a self-deprecating smile, Xu Yan waved his thoughts away, and a wisp of spiritual energy penetrated into the storage bag, preparing to take out some animal skins and continue to draw talismans.

Fu Pen, Ling Mo and the animal skin had already appeared in front of him, but Xu Yan did not move, and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.

There is something missing in the storage bag.

Since Haiyuan's experience ended, in addition to the sect rewards received by the gray bag, Xu Yan has received a lot of spoils at the bottom of the sea, and all the storage bags of some foundation-building monks were taken into his pocket.

Among them, there are many low-quality materials, as well as various spiritual herbs.

Although the level of the spiritual herb is not high and the number is not large, Xu Yan clearly remembers that there are three spiritual herbs with the highest value, obtained from Liu Zuoren from Balan Island, but in the storage bag at this time, one of the three spiritual herbs actually disappeared!

He looked up suddenly and Xu Yan stared at the opposite side of the goods.

Fei Cai was practicing, but he suddenly realized Xu Yan's gaze, and he didn't even notice a murderous intent in his gaze.

"It's not him..."

Xu Yan quickly dissipated the murderous intent in his eyes. Feicai's character was not very good, but he was absolutely fine. Moreover, his cultivation in the early stage of foundation building was impossible to attack Xu Yan's storage bag.

I checked the storage bag again, especially the small porcelain bottle hidden deepest.

Except for the disappearing spiritual herb, the other things in the storage bag remained intact.

"Eleven sand and wood grass, none of them left..."

Xu Yan remembered very clearly that a kind of spiritual herb that disappeared was called Sand Wood Grass. It grows deep in the desert and can refine the lower grade Muyuan Pill. It is of great value and is very precious to the foundation-building monk.

During the months on Linyuan Island, Xu Yan learned a lot about some low-grade elixirs in the Zhenwu Realm. Spiritual herbs such as Shamucao were even heard by old Taoists when they were young.

With Xu Yan's memory, he would never remember the things in his storage bag. Moreover, he is not a foundation-building monk. Although his cultivation level is sealed, it will not be easy if someone tampers with his storage bag.

"No one has touched the storage bag, and the sand and wood disappeared on their own, small wood?"

Thinking of the hundred-year journey in the Bottle Realm, the scarecrow in Qianji Mansion was able to absorb the origin of wood, Xu Yan suddenly realized.

Sandwood grass is a kind of spiritual grass full of wood spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy in the grass is very single, with no impurities except wood spiritual power. This is actually rare because most spiritual grasses, spiritual flowers and fruits have balanced five elements spiritual energy.

After carefully checking the green leaves on the dead branches in the porcelain bottle, a little dim halo seemed to illuminate on the green leaves, and soon disappeared, as if the green leaves that were living in small wood were greeting Xu Yan's ray of spiritual energy.

"Sure enough."

After confirming, Xu Yan felt relieved and said to himself: "If you have the chance in the future, you must help Xiaomutou collect more wood-attributed spiritual herbs."
Chapter completed!