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After Zhang Jinguang cut off the last tentacle, the tree spirit was naked and covered with tree sap. Therefore, without the visual interference of the tentacles, Zhang Jinguang saw clearly that the tree spirit actually had three mouths, large and small. The one in the middle
The largest and seemingly big mouth is its main channel for predators. Although these dryad mouths cannot see teeth, they are still very scary as they open and close and twist continuously.
It's the big mouth in the middle. If the small crystal on Zhang Jinguang's forehead hadn't sprayed out blood in time and blinded its eyes, otherwise it would have been sucked into its mouth and become its meal.
The tree spirit, which has completely lost its tentacles and has no fighting power, seems to be able to fight only with its mouth. However, it is blind, so this preparation is in vain. After all, it can no longer find its direction, let alone how to start. But the tree spirit has become
The desperado was still moving blindly, twisting its ugly lips blindly and desperately in search of its target.
"Seeking death!" Zhang Jinguang roared when he saw the tree spirit in such a miserable state and had lost its original majesty. He gathered all his strength in his hands and rushed towards the tree spirit's twisting mouth with a sharp knife.
Go straight to the mouth?
Although Zhang Jinguang's move is a bit strange, it makes sense. He stabbed his lips with a sharp knife and slashed hard along the cut. Without the tentacles of the tree spirit, it is like a person without limbs, unable to stop him.
Zhang Jinguang's attack. The only remaining lip that could be used as a weapon was being severely cut open by Zhang Jinguang's sharp knife, as if his stomach was disemboweled, "squeaking" from the mouth all the way down.
, all the way down...
Suddenly, the purple sap of the thousand-year-old tree spirit spurted out, dyeing Zhang Jinguang's hands red, and even sprayed on Zhang Jinguang's face, head, and body, turning him into a purple monster.
Zhang Jinguang was so sprayed by the tree sap from the thousand-year-old tree spirit that he couldn't open his eyes. The sharp knife in his hand was already messed up. He exerted his last strength to twist the tree spirit with the knife in his hand, and then he took out the sharp knife with great effort, and suddenly
Leave the dryad.
The tree spirit was strangled by Zhang Jinguang in this way, and lost the last bit of strength. His whole head drooped, and even his thick body couldn't help but bend, like a hunchbacked old woman, bending down in pain.
Zhang Jinguang saw the thousand-year-old tree spirit teetering on the verge of collapse, but was still worried about its resurgence, so he took this opportunity to pick up a sharp knife and slash at the tree spirit indiscriminately.
"Puff, puff!" I don't know whether it was the sound of Zhang Jinguang's sharp knife piercing the tree spirit, or the sound of the tree spirit struggling and painfully. In short, this sound was sad and low, circling and circling in the jungle, and then gradually weakened, until
There was no sound at all.
Obviously, the sound reflected its condition, which was that it was dying.
In this way, Zhang Jinguang stopped the knife in his hand, and then he felt his heavy breathing, and also felt his fatigue and the pain of his body falling apart. The nervousness suddenly stopped, and then he seemed to hear
As fast as his own heartbeat, he felt the pain of being slapped by the tree spirit's tentacles.
So he had the energy and time to understand his injury, so he sat down cross-legged and began to use "Detailed Explanation of the Heart Sutra of Mind and Breath" to adjust his breath and relieve his fatigue and heal his injuries.
He closed his eyes slightly, and his breath sank in his Dantian... Suddenly, the breath in the small crystal on his forehead became active again, lingering in the air, and then began to rotate rapidly, and it seemed to have produced a huge suction force.
, and actually breathed in a breath.
The dying thousand-year-old tree spirit behind Zhang Jinguang then released a light blue breath and floated towards the small crystal on Zhang Jinguang's forehead. It was like the powerful suction of the small crystal, sucking the breath from the tree spirit alive.
General.
At this time, Zhang Jinguang was completely unaware. He saw that after the breath of the thousand-year tree spirit was "sucked" by the small crystal, the purple sap in the tree spirit's body was also lost. In an instant, the thousand-year tree spirit turned into
A large tree stump that has become very rotten after being exposed to wind and rain for a long time.
It turns out that small crystals with special spiritual energy absorb all the essence of the thousand-year tree spirit when it is about to disperse. The small crystals are like fermentation tanks in the wine-making process, waiting for the essence of the thousand-year tree spirit to enter.
After being put into the small crystals, it is like pouring the cooked raw materials into the fermentation vat for saccharification and fermentation. After the fermentation is mature, the essence of the thousand-year-old tree spirit is slowly diffused into Zhang Jinguang's body.
In an instant, Zhang Jinguang felt as if the mist of a fumigation bath had soaked into his skin and every cell in his body. He felt very comfortable, as if he had entered a fairyland. Fortunately, through the practice of "Detailed Explanation of the Mind and Breath Heart Sutra", he had already opened up the whole body.
The meridians dredged the muscles and bones, and after the essence of the thousand-year-old tree spirit was fermented and filtered by small crystals, it was poured into his body like nectar and jade liquid, nourishing every part of his body and rejuvenating life.
At the same time, most of the injuries he suffered just now have healed.
"Huh..." Zhang Jinguang finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, stood up and looked at the thousand-year-old tree spirit again. He was immediately stunned by the appearance of the thousand-year tree spirit: "Oh, the corpse of this thousand-year tree spirit is actually
It turned into a piece of rotten wood. I worked on it for a long time, but I didn’t expect that I was fighting with a piece of rotten wood, and I almost died in its hands, haha, hahahaha!”
After he laughed at himself, he suddenly thought of Poison King Yikans: "Hey! What the hell, Poison King? He was scared to death by a piece of rotten wood, and he even said he would take me to Mondikla outside the jungle. Now he has run away.
He's gone without a trace, where can I go to find him?"
Zhang Jinguang was thinking like this and glanced at the jungle that was already covered with purple tree sap. It looked like solidified blood. The battlefield was rendered so scary that Zhang Jinguang couldn't help but feel scared, so he wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.
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But where to go? This was the first question that Zhang Jinguang encountered after traveling through the jungle of a foreign land. However, this question had no results, so he walked forward aimlessly.
Although he was aimless, he learned a lot after these few encounters, especially the nearly thirty hours he spent with the Poison King. He also became more mindful and careful, always observing the people around him.
The situation in the jungle, identify the dangers hidden in the jungle, and be alert for it.
"Where are we going?" Zhang Jinguang was walking, and this question came to his mind relentlessly. From this, he felt lonely and homeless for the first time!
This feeling of loneliness and homelessness is like something he can only experience when he travels to a foreign land and has his only emotional experience. It's like a baby who has just arrived in the world. As he continues to grow, he gets his first experience.
The emotional experience is fresh and confusing.
For Zhang Jinguang, the alien continent is a brand new world for him. Many of his emotional and life experiences in his previous life have basically returned to zero. Although they have basically returned to zero, after all, he has life experience in his previous life. Many times, he will suddenly recall
He picked up some bits and pieces, not exactly like a real jungle zombie, and his thoughts were rigid.
In the autumn of the jungle, the ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves. Zhang Jinguang steps on it and makes a "plop, plop" sound under his feet, which adds to the desolation of this desolate autumn. But there are also many evergreen trees that are still green all year round.
, and those withered yellow and red maple leaves form a colorful world. Especially some ripe wild fruits in autumn are still hanging on the trees, which brings some animals a feeling of filling their stomachs in the face of the bleak autumn.
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In the jungle of this alien continent where winter is coming, Zhang Jinguang doesn't know where to go? It's a terrible thing, because the severe cold in the jungle in winter makes many things disappear. If Zhang Jinguang can't find the Wange tribe, there won't be that thatched house.
To withstand the long harsh winter. Even if you can find the mysterious cave by the waterfall, it can still be his habitat and shelter from wind and rain.
"If you're to blame, blame the cowardly Poison King!" Zhang Jinguang rubbed his injured flesh and couldn't help but think of the Poison King Yikans again and how he warmly invited him to Mondikla. If the Poison King
If you kill the tree spirit with him, you can now not only share the joy of victory, which is as enjoyable as sharing the killing of the bloodthirsty cat monster, but you can also go to the world outside the jungle with him.
The world outside the jungle? What kind of world should it be? Zhang Jinguang said to himself in his heart: "That beautiful girl Xi Liwei lives in the world outside the jungle. What a beautiful woman!"
When he thought of this, some experiences from his previous life began to emerge, and he couldn't help but feel warm all over his body: "How great it is to see her! Well... Poison King said she was a devil, and said she lived in the devil world, and the devil world is
What kind of place is it?”
Although Zhang Jinguang was thinking wildly, at this time, whether it was Mondikla or the Demon Realm, it was a far-off place. Because he really didn't know where these places were, let alone which road or direction to get there.
Arriving at those places, even the mysterious caves and the thatched houses of the Wange tribe that he was familiar with, he still couldn't find their exact direction and path.
After all, the jungle of this alien continent is very vast, and he has not been in this world for a long time, so he doesn't know where he is now, and he can't find his way back to the Wange tribe or the mysterious cave.
His experience in this area is not as good as even the Poison King outside the jungle.
Zhang Jinguang wandered through the jungle a little disappointed. He couldn't find Bei, and some questions suddenly popped up in his head that he couldn't find the answers to. This was also the moment when he just traveled to the jungle of another world, and he felt deep depression.
Feeling: "How did I get here?"
Yes, it was not good for him to travel anywhere, but he happened to travel to this alien continent, and it was still a dense jungle.
What about the jungle? Isn’t it bad?
If you hadn't traveled through this jungle, how would you have had the chance to obtain the cultivation of a thousand-year-old Taoist? How would you have obtained this magical little crystal and the "Detailed Explanation of the Mind and Breathing Heart Sutra"? Zhang Jinguang asked himself this in his heart, and he couldn't help but touch it gently.
I touched the small crystal on my forehead, and it felt smooth and warm, as if I was holding it in the hand of a thousand-year-old Taoist. Surprisingly, even the pain on my body suddenly relaxed a lot, and the steps that were messy and wavering just now became stable.
A little more.
Moreover, he got more than this in the jungle. He encountered water monsters and cat monsters and was a blessing in disguise. After being corroded by poisonous poison, he became invulnerable to all poisons. At the same time, he also inhaled the blood of cat monsters and inhaled the thousand-year-old jungle.
The spiritual energy and the essence of the thousand-year-old tree spirit!
He was thinking like this, and before he knew it, he had already walked out of the area where he had just fought with the thousand-year-old tree spirit.