Wang Jin picked up a handful of soil with his fingers, and he could clearly feel that there was a faint and subtle aura hidden in the dirt.
That aura is vaguely similar to the gray mist in the dream world!
"What the hell is this?!"
There was no change on Wang Jin's face, but there was a storm in his heart.
How the dream world was destroyed? Until now, Wang Jin still doesn't know the truth.
But what is certain is that it is definitely related to the strange fog that fills the sky and the ground in the dream world.
At this moment, Wang Jin actually felt the strange aura in the dream world in the real world.
Could this mean that the gray fog related to the destruction of the dream world is likely to make the same mistake happen in the real world?
At this moment, Wang Jin felt an unprecedented panic for the first time in his heart.
Even when facing Luo Sheng, who might be the most powerful person in the world, Wang Jin didn't even have a trace of fear in his heart.
But at this moment, feeling the breath of fog in the real world, Wang Jin felt a trace of panic uncontrollably in his heart.
Although Luo Sheng is powerful, it can at least be quantified. A ninth-level spiritual master may not be a match for Wang Jin with his current strength, but as long as Wang Jin is given a certain amount of time, he will be able to catch up with warriors of this level sooner or later.
However, the fog in this dream world may be the culprit that leads to the destruction of the entire dream world. The great monks in the dream world who are in the realm of breaking delusion or even higher realms cannot prevent the destruction of the dream world.
If this gray mist appears in the real world, how should Wang Jin deal with it?
Wang Jin's heart was filled with boundless fear, but the village chief and others on the other side didn't know what was going on. They just saw Wang Jin rubbing a handful of soil in his hand, and stood there stunned, as if he had lost his mind.
God-like.
"Brother Jin, did you find anything?"
The little fat man asked cautiously.
Only then did Wang Jin come to his senses and throw away the dirt he was twisting in his hands.
"There are some discoveries..." He suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and said as calmly as possible.
The dream world is his biggest secret, and he cannot let anyone know about it.
Even if it's little fat man Zhou Tong, even if it's his parents and family.
Therefore, what he discovered in this land cannot be told to anyone.
"Zhou Tong, take the soil here for testing. I suspect someone has poisoned our medicinal culture medium." Wang Jin ordered Zhou Tong.
The so-called poisoning was naturally Wang Jin's excuse. The reason why he wanted to test the land here was to see if the composition of the fog in the dream world could be analyzed using the science and technology in the real world.
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If it is possible to analyze its components, it is also possible to resolve it using methods in the real world.
Although this possibility is not high, it is still necessary to give it a try.
"Oh, I'll go right away." Zhou Tong agreed quickly, took out a small bottle from his backpack, put some soil in it, and hurried down the mountain.
"Ask someone to replant the medicinal herbs in this medicinal field, and then you all go down the mountain. I will be here from today to tomorrow. I want to see what is causing trouble here.
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He gave another instruction to the village chief and others.
The people in Heming Village worked very efficiently. In just over half an hour, under the arrangement of the village chief, someone had already sent a batch of new medicinal seedlings to the mountain and quickly planted the new batch of medicinal seedlings.
Go down.
In fact, they have all tried to replant the medicinal materials, but no matter how many times they try, the replanted medicinal materials will wither again the next day.
Wang Jin asked them to send some materials for setting up the formation. With the large amount of memories he had obtained from the dream world,
Based on his memories and experiences, the original miniature spirit gathering array was no longer worth mentioning in his eyes. He wanted to use new materials to build a more powerful spirit gathering array.
After doing all this, the few people brought by the village chief looked at Wang Jin. While they were waiting for his instructions, Wang Jin waved to them: "Okay, you all can go back. I'll be fine here by myself."
Already."
"Brother Wang, do you really plan to stay on this mountain by yourself?"
The village chief on the side asked cautiously.
It's no wonder that he is so cautious. The whole thing is actually very mysterious. The development of Heming Village depends entirely on this medicinal material base. They are naturally very precious to this medicinal material base. Even in normal times, medicinal materials are not available.
There are also a large number of manpower deployed by the village chief to guard the base.
Not to mention that after telling this story, the village chief increased the number of manpower near the medicinal base, with people patrolling around the area 24 hours a day.
However, even so, coupled with the all-pervasive monitoring, no one has ever discovered what caused the medicinal materials in the medicinal material base to wither and become necrotic.
From the beginning to the end, this matter was full of mystery, which is why the village chief was so worried.
"Don't worry, I'm sensible." Wang Jin comforted him and said, "By the way, you guys should turn off all the surveillance cameras on the mountain, and then turn them on after I come down from the mountain."
Since the surveillance camera can't catch the culprit, there's no point in turning it on.
The village chief responded. Although he was still a little worried, since Wang Jin made such a request, he still left with his people.
After everyone left, Wang Jin used the materials everyone sent up the mountain to re-arrange a more powerful spirit gathering array around the medicine field.
If Wang Jin could maintain the strength of the Dongxuan realm in the real world, he could even arrange an even more mysterious formation.
But now that there is no true energy, and coupled with material limitations, we can only slightly strengthen the existing spirit gathering array.
The strengthened spirit-gathering array is also quite effective. It only took just over half an hour to set it up, and some of the medicinal materials that had just been planted in the medicine field were already showing signs of growing faintly.
Wang Jin found an open space and sat down cross-legged. He placed the hanging sun that Zhou Tong had specially brought for him from Yuancheng City on his knees, closed his eyes and waited.
Before this trip, he didn't even take Xuanri with him, thinking it was just a trivial matter.
But now it seems that the seriousness of the matter is even greater than he originally expected.
In December, the coldness on the mountain was even worse at the bottom. As everyone near the medicinal base was evacuated due to Wang Jin's request, the entire mountain was quiet except for the occasional crisp bird call in the distance.
Wang Jin closed his eyes and crossed his legs. In fact, his consciousness had been completely released, and all the movements around him could not escape his perception.
With his powerful spiritual consciousness at the late stage of the Dongxuan realm, almost half of the mountain is within his perception, and no movement or movement can escape his perception.
In his perception at this moment, everything was very peaceful and nothing was abnormal.
Wang Jin waited from the afternoon until nightfall. During the whole process, everything was very calm, without even a trace of abnormality.
A full moon slowly climbed into the sky, casting bright moonlight from the sky.
"Um?"
When the white gauze-like moonlight fell from the sky onto Wang Jin's body, Wang Jin's originally closed eyes suddenly opened.
There was still silence all around, except for the occasional cold evening wind, which passed over the mountain like an invisible hand.
There seemed to be nothing unusual around, but Wang Jin could clearly feel that there seemed to be an extremely hidden aura underground in the medicinal field, and it was approaching the medicinal field rapidly.
On the surface, the surface of the mountain looks normal, without any abnormal bulges or the like.
However, Wang Jin could clearly sense that beneath this seemingly normal surface, the extremely hidden aura was rapidly approaching here.
Wang Jin got up little by little,
He didn't make any sound, his eyes fixed on the ground where the breath passed through.
That aura was extremely concealed, and the familiar aura coming from it made Wang Jin very convinced.
That is the breath of gray mist in the dream world!
The breath traveled quickly and soon reached the ground of the medicinal field.
The breath lingered under the large amount of medicinal materials in the medicinal field. Immediately, under Wang Jin's gaze, the medicinal materials that had just been planted in the medicinal field withered, turned yellow, and then quickly withered away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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No wonder no one can discover how these medicinal materials died. Ordinary people cannot detect the hidden aura. Only people like Wang Jin who are extremely sensitive to the aura of gray mist can sense it.
"The spiritual energy has been sucked dry..."
Wang Jin could clearly see that the breath in the ground had sucked away the thin spiritual energy contained in all the medicinal materials in the medicine field.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the red sword blade slowly unsheathed, silently, reflecting red light under the moonlight.
Clang!
When the red sword blade was completely unsheathed, a cold wind blew across the mountain, causing the red sword blade to make a subtle trembling sound uncontrollably.
This trembling sound came out, and the one underground was rapidly absorbing the spiritual energy of the medicinal materials in the medicine field, and the movement paused.
Large areas of medicinal herbs that were withering rapidly also came to a standstill.
Wang Jin stared at the underground where the aura was hidden. He could clearly detect that there was also a cold sight underground, staring at him through the thick soil!
The moonlight was hazy and the mountains were silent.
The cold wind blew by, Wang Jin raised his sword, and the red light reflected from the blade reflected on the ground.
Boom!
A dark shadow suddenly broke through the underground soil, and the broken soil shot out in all directions, cutting the moonlight into pieces, and crashed towards Wang Jin.