Wang Tiezhu looked around blankly, walked a few steps, and then reached out to touch the tree trunk with flowing silver patterns. Suddenly, a strange energy poured into his body from his palm.
This strange energy is not like the infusion of spiritual power, but a very strange input method. It is very warm when it enters the body, like a warm hot spring, pouring from the limbs and bones into the Dantian below the navel.
It circulated in the Dantian for another moment, and then all the energy poured into the Dazhui point on the back of the neck.
Wang Tiezhu instantly felt refreshed. The physical fatigue, lack of mental energy, and the burning sensation all disappeared.
"What? What's going on? Why is my whole body suddenly lighter? I'm afraid I'm going to become an immortal!"
Wang Tiezhu's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he lowered his head and looked at his hands in disbelief. There was a strange silver symbol on his palm, which was faintly shining with silver light.
Wang Tiezhu raised his head and looked at the dark trunk of the tree again, only to find that the silver lines flowing on the entire tree were gone.
The originally lush crown of silver leaves was falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, only the bare dark branches were left, and the thick trunk cracked open, with cracks like long and thin snakes rushing from the bottom of the tree to the branches of the crown.
Wang Tiezhu saw something was wrong and quickly retreated.
As soon as he stood firm on his feet, he saw the big tree a few steps away that could not be surrounded by many people. It was like a building that had lost its foundation, trembling and falling apart.
After a few "bang bangs", broken wood fell all over the floor and rolled to Wang Tiezhu's feet.
There was a faint silver light flashing on the dark piece of wood, exuding a smell similar to ambergris. Wang Tiezhu couldn't help but be curious, bent down to pick up a piece, and took a closer look in his hand.
The black piece of wood felt heavy in his hand. He held it under his nose and smelled it. It was indeed very fragrant. He wondered if he could use it.
"Tsk, this wood can't be carved into a wooden sword, it's all broken into pieces."
Wang Tiezhu looked around, walked to another big tree with flowing silver light, raised his hand and touched it again. This time, no supernatural power was input into his body.
"What's going on?" Wang Tiezhu tried to use his hand as a knife to shake the tree. As soon as his hand fell, there was no movement as expected.
He tried again on other tree trunks one by one, and found that it was useless, but it did not attract another attack from the giant beast. It was as if the alarm on these trees against outsiders had suddenly become ineffective against him.
Wang Tiezhu was confused by the situation in front of him. He suddenly thought of the strange man who drew his sword to help. Could it be that he had lifted these restrictions?
What does he have to do with this forest?
Wang Tiezhu came back with questions on his head, stared at the fragrant wood on the ground, selected a few pieces, picked a leaf, wrapped it up, and continued heading east.
Two hours later.
Wang Tiezhu carried a large pile of broad leaves and walked into the cave. He raised his eyes and saw Shang Liuliu, sleeping against the cave wall, with glistening saliva flowing from his mouth.
"Wake up, it's time to eat."
Wang Tiezhu threw the leaves used as clothes to the fire, sat down cross-legged, picked out a thick branch from the pile of branches next to him, and lifted it into the fire.
Shang Liuliu was in a daze when he heard someone calling him. He rubbed his eyes and vaguely saw a figure next to the fire. He was startled. Before he could say "ouch", he met Wang Tiezhu's cold eyes.
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"Hey...Brother Wang, you are back!"
Shang Liuliu smiled stupidly and limped towards the fire. He was as naked as a slippery silver carp. Where the pestle was, it was an eyesore for Wang Tiezhu.
"Here, surround it with leaves."
Wang Tiezhu turned his head and casually patted a leaf still stained with dew on Shang Liuliu's belly. He grabbed a bright red fruit and stuffed it into his mouth.
The juice is sweet and the fruity aroma is tangy.
Wang Tiezhu couldn't help but eat another one. He lowered his head, then raised his head, and glanced at Shang Liuliu's right leg. The string of blisters that had been raised became the size of a fist.
"Stand still and don't move."
Wang Tiezhu stuffed the fruit into his mouth, lowered his head to find a few clusters of fresh herbs in several packages folded from leaves, then lowered his head to find a stone everywhere, hammered the leaves a few times, and finally removed the mushy herbs.
, stuck on the blisters.
Shang Liuliu watched with surprise as the herbal juice seeped into the blisters, and the transparent blisters turned green. He didn't feel any pain at all, and the blisters as big as his fists deflated.
"Brother Wang, are you too powerful? Are you a hunting master?" Shang Liuliu reached out and poked the last blister that quickly deflated, then carefully moved a step and sat down next to Wang Tiezhu.
"What is a hunter?"
Wang Tiezhu took a fruit, stuffed it into his hand, and continued eating.
Shang Liuliu's eyes were bright, like pearls in the night. He leaned over and smiled.
"Even though he is a very powerful person, I have also heard others mention that the Hunting Master is the most righteous existence on this continent, a decent organization that subdues demons and eliminates evil, promotes good and eliminates evil."
Wang Tiezhu nodded noncommittally. This organization was probably similar to the monastic sect in Xuantian Realm. He didn't have much interest in the Hunting Master sect and only focused on eating the fruits seriously.
At this time, the blisters on Shang Liuliu's legs had deflated, but there was still some redness and swelling. If he moved a little, he would still feel some burning pain, but it was not as uncomfortable as before.
"Is your leg feeling better? Can you walk?" Wang Tiezhu asked.
Shang Liuliu nodded when he heard this, shook his head again, and said sadly: "It's better, but we can't walk too far."
Wang Tiezhu felt a little helpless towards Shang Liuliu, the unexpected baggage he picked up, and he couldn't leave him in this forest with peace of mind. He could only wait patiently for Shang Liuliu's leg to fully recover.
Shang Liuliu is a talkative person, and he is a very familiar talkative person.
Except when Wang Tiezhu was sitting cross-legged and meditating, he would consciously go to the side and be in a daze. At other times, Shang Liuliu was talking non-stop.
"Brother Wang, where are you from?"
Shang Liuliu squatted by the fire, watching a hare that Wang Tiezhu had caught from somewhere, plucked and washed it, and was grilling it over the fire.
Wang Tiezhu pretended not to hear, smashed some wild herbs he found as condiments, wrapped them in another rabbit meat, turned sideways, and carefully turned over the rabbit meat on the shelf.
"Brother Wang, I'm from Yuanmei. My family is a brewer. After this movie came out, I'll take you home to try my signature wine." Shang Liuliu walked around Wang Tiezhu and squatted down on the other side of him.
Wang Tiezhu felt helpless, glanced at Shang Liuliu who was chattering endlessly, and turned his body to the other side to avoid his long-winded topic.
