The sun sank into the low clouds above the Forbidden Forest and disappeared all night, but reappeared on time the next day.
After one night, the forest covered in silver gradually revealed its own color.
Black soil, black bark, black leaves...
The crystal water drops continue to fall, making subtle noises. That is the sound of ice and snow melting, turning into water and seeping into the soil, nourishing all things.
Rain rarely falls in the Forbidden Forest. With this moisture, all kinds of mushrooms grow crazily overnight, almost turning the jungle into a garden full of mushrooms.
The unique aroma attracted a fungus pig, which was as tall as a man and had a fat body. It was covered with thick mud and exuded a foul smell.
This is the helpless move of the fungus pig in order to survive being surrounded by various carnivorous monsters. The pungent smell of his body is enough to make most carnivores lose their desire to prey on him.
When a pair of dark and round eyes saw this mushroom forest, the mushroom pig couldn't believe his eyes and rushed in happily.
The huge pig snout made a snorting sound. The fungus pig buried its head and swallowed several delicious mushrooms in a short while.
But he soon discovered that there was a person lying on the ground covered with mushrooms.
After watching warily for a moment, it discovered that this was a dummy, because not only was this man motionless and did not emit any smell other than mushrooms, but many mushrooms had already grown on his body.
With its nose constantly twitching, the fungus pig slowly approached, and then bit into a bunch of delicious mushrooms.
This bunch of mushrooms seemed to have deep roots, and I didn’t even bite it off.
But after all, it was a fat mushroom pig with amazing brute force. It pulled hard and with a swish sound, the handful of mushrooms finally entered its mouth.
It's just that the roots of this mushroom are a bit strange. The weird shape even attracted the fungus pig to look at it inexplicably. Then he still felt that eating was more important, so he raised his head, swallowed it and chewed it in his mouth.
The roots are a bit strange, but the taste of this mushroom is surprisingly delicious.
While chewing, the fungus pig's dark eyes were not idle. As a professional animal looking for mushrooms for food, he observed for a moment and determined that there were still mushrooms that had not fully grown under the bunch of mushrooms.
It was a rare, tender and delicious dish.
The fungus pig snorted happily, opened its mouth wide, exposed several large snow-white teeth, and bit down hard.
With a "bang", the ice crystals all over Murong Xumu's body, as hard as divine iron, shattered, and the smile that he had maintained for an unknown length of time suddenly converged and turned into a haze.
The first thing that catches your eye is the trees growing in competition above your head. Viewed from a supine angle, they are straight and tilted, as if they can touch the sky.
"Fortunately...it's just a dream."
Murong Xumu felt that he had had a long dream, dreaming that he was standing proudly in the air with lotus flowers on his feet, and a group of vulgar fans below him were screaming and fainting, but he ignored them.
But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that his clothes were missing, and he was still involuntarily performing a 360-degree turn without any blind spots.
The strong sense of shame caused him to be extremely stimulated, and he finally woke up from his dream.
"Fortunately, this is just a dream." Breathing the morning air and looking at the trees in front of him, Murong Xumu felt a little lucky.
Then he remembered everything that happened before he fell into coma.
The Ice Coffin is the life-saving inheritance of the Guanghan Sect. It will be activated the moment the practitioner loses consciousness. Unless it is a master who is much higher than the caster, there will be nothing you can do.
"That shameless and despicable guy actually plotted against himself with a bunch of black carrots."
"I will definitely let him die in an ugly way..." Leng Ruobinghu's eyes suddenly shattered, as if they were boiling with uncontrollable anger, and his eyes burst out with eyes of extreme hatred.
At the moment when Murong Xumu set his ambition, Junzhu arrived with a bite full of unlimited expectations for delicious food...
"Ouch!"
Murong Xumu couldn't believe that such a sound like howling like ghosts and wolves actually came from his own mouth, which was as arrogant as an iceberg. He opened his mouth wide and rounded his eyes, and sat up all of a sudden. However, the severe pain had made him lose his mind, and his eyesight
red.
In front of him was a fat pig, almost as tall as a man, staring at him with a pair of round, innocent black eyes.
Although he didn't understand why the dummy suddenly sat up with howling like a ghost, he still bit his mouth tightly, unwilling to give up the delicious food he had obtained through his own skills, and even chewed it twice.
"Your uncle's!"
Seeing the pig's cheeks shaking slightly due to chewing, Murong Xumu completely exploded. He was only attacked by a random cultivator with a bunch of black radish, but now he actually bullied a pig.
The original coldness and graceful demeanor drifted away into the sky at this moment.
Murong Xumu pounced on him like an evil beast, firmly holding the bacteria pig's two hooves as thick as a bowl, overturned him, and pinned the huge bacteria pig under his body.
His eyes were blazing with anger, as if the fat pig beneath him was the despicable and shameless Silver Demon cultivator with the nickname Incomparable Yin Xie.
He vowed to turn this despicable and disgusting guy into ice beads and crush one every day to vent his anger!
The wind is blowing.
His movements paused.
Because he felt that the wind blowing was like a pair of invisible hands, with no barrier between him and him.
Then there was a chilly feeling.
The expression on his face suddenly froze, and the hands holding the two big pig hooves became extremely stiff. For a long time, he looked down dullly.
Apart from the Icewing silk shorts and Snow Spider silk moiré boots, he was wearing nothing.
There was an eerie silence.
"This is still... a dream." The intense stimulation made Murong Xumu's pupils dilate.
"Yes, it must be a dream. Let me sleep for a while and I'll be fine when I wake up."
A sudden wind blew up in the forest. It turned out that the source of the wind came from above the woods.
A shadow fell down, covering the jungle, making Murong Xumu feel a rare peace of mind.
Darkness can make people escape from the reality they don't want to face, and at this moment, Murong Xumu wished that this darkness could make the world blind.
Looking up like a zombie, I saw a huge spirit boat sailing in the sky, like a leaf. On top of it were very elegant and simple buildings. The entire spirit boat was a hundred feet long.
The bottom of the spirit boat is made of dazzling gold to form an ancient six-petal flower.
It is the Jinmei sect, one of the few sects in the world of cultivation that only recruits female disciples.
As the youngest disciple of the head of the Guanghan Sect, Murong Xumu recognized the origin of this mark almost instantly.
"ah!"
A powerful scream startled a flock of birds in the forest.
"Look, there's a very white pervert down there!"
"He was riding on a pig..."
"Oh my God! He has mushrooms growing on him."
Suddenly, shadows appeared on the spirit boat, and a field of warblers and swallows appeared, pointing and pointing.
At exactly this moment, Funzhu seemed to be frightened by the huge thing in the sky, and was pressed down by Murong Xumu for a long time. The water droplets mixed with the smell of fungi drew a beautiful arc in the air, and fell like colorful crystals under the sun.
Just like Murong Xumu's inner pain and tears.
"Farewell, my life."
At this moment, Murong Xumu's heart felt tragic. In an instant, he showed the powerful cultivation qualities of a high-level cultivator, turning into a snow-white afterimage that shot out.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang." Countless trees were knocked down by him. From the perspective of the spirit boat, a straight path was opened up in the entire forbidden forest, and all the trees collapsed heavily.
The wind sounded like a howling sound in my ears, and the tall trees on both sides were retreating rapidly.
With a slight movement of his fingers, he skillfully picked up a handful of storage rings. Murong Xumu wanted to take out one of his hundreds of custom-made clothes and put it on his body.
However, my hands were empty.
He couldn't believe his eyes, and looked more carefully into the storage ring. When he looked at it, he felt like stars were appearing in front of his eyes, and he almost fell to the ground with blood spurting out.
There is nothing in the ring.
Like a nightmare.
After running blindly for two breaths, Murong Xumu's chest rose and fell rapidly, and he let out a terrifying scream: "Ah!"
Ice crystals mixed with wind and snow turned into snow tornadoes and soared into the sky.
"Bang." A big tree surrounded by five people collapsed in front of his eyes.
"My Liuyue Yi, my Bingyue Shi!"
"That's my reward for winning the sect competition!"
The terrifying momentum of the high-level cultivators was contained in the thunderous shouts, which spread far away and scared away countless birds and beasts.
At the same time, hundreds of miles away, a huge tree hole connected to the ground. This was the lair of a toothy brown bear, but it had changed owners at this moment.
After a short period of silence, a calm, yet complacent voice suddenly came from inside:
"Oops, accidentally, the Ice Soul Sword transformed."
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The right and wrong that happened in the outer corner of the Forbidden Forest were soon submerged in the dust of many rumors that were true or false.
The extent of its influence is not even comparable to that of many famous young strong men in the cultivation world who appeared in the unknown town of Qinghu Bay.
Such as Shui Yunyao, and Murong Xumu.
"Something big is likely to happen in Qinghu Bay."
This is people's speculation. For this reason, the sects in the cultivation world that specialize in intelligence trading have been sporadically allocating resources to this marginal area that originally received no attention.
In fact this is a no-brainer.
No matter Shui Yunyao, Murong Xumu, or even many famous experts in the cultivation world, they would not come to such a place for no reason.
Cultivation is about asking God to create something. If the older generation of practitioners know that they can't go any further, they may linger for a moment or two because of the unique scenery in this fringe area while enjoying the world.
How could a young and powerful man with great promise come to such a relatively remote place if he had no special purpose?
"It is suspected that Mr. Tian has made a big move." This is the conclusion that many intelligence sects have not concealed at all, and announced to the world, which implies a threat.
Because Shui Yunyao who first came to Qinghu Bay and Murong Xumu who came later belong to different sects, but outside the sect they both belong to the influence of Master Tian, so it is reasonable to draw this conclusion.
However, the major intelligence sects keep secrets and do not release information: "A casual cultivator who is as dusty as a cultivator is likely to have a big secret..."
For two full months after that, all the forces that had been waiting eagerly and waiting, and even prepared to take advantage of the fire, eventually dispersed without hearing anything major happened.
Only one bizarre rumor caused quite a stir.
According to the news from a group of female cultivators of the Jin Mei Sect, the Jin Mei Sect used spirit boats to ferry the disciples into the Forbidden Forest to test and select inner disciples.
I actually saw a pervert wandering around in the Forbidden Forest.
Rumor has it that he is handsome, has a great figure, and is extremely well-educated. But he wears nothing except shorts and boots.
After countless practitioners thought about it privately, they all agreed that dressing up like this is really better than wearing nothing at all.
What's even more frightening is that there are actually eight mushrooms growing in indescribable places on this pervert's body.
That's all. Rumor has it that this pervert was humiliating a giant wild boar when he was discovered. It was a bit scary to have such a strong taste.
The female cultivators who entered the Forbidden Forest for a time, ranging from 14 to 140 years old, were all in danger, but many male cultivators were given the opportunity to perform as guardians.
Finally, Murong Xumu, the junior disciple of Guanghan Sect and an outstanding figure of the younger generation, spoke: "The pervert in the Forbidden Forest is him...
The Silver Demon Ji8 who has been hunting down Yin Xie is despicable, cruel and extremely dangerous. I appeal to everyone to inform him immediately once they find traces of this demon, and he will be greatly thanked."
Murong Xumu was the heartthrob in the hearts of thousands of female cultivators regardless of his cultivation, identity, appearance, or status. He ascended to the top and shouted, causing countless female cultivators to rush into the Forbidden Forest crazily and launch a carpet-like search.
However, Jiba seemed to have disappeared from the world. It took three full months for the people searching for him to gradually disperse.
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Sometimes Bai Linhu feels like he is suffering from Tai Sui, and he has been sweating frequently at night recently.
In the past, the sky was high in Qinghu Bay and the emperor was far away. He monopolized the power of Qinghu Bay. Wherever he went, he was not majestic?
However, ever since his son provoked that broomstick cultivator, he was first slapped with more than a dozen slaps for no apparent reason, and then countless well-known figures in the cultivator world came to question him.
These days, he frowns more often than when he was just an ordinary errand boy.
Cultivators are committed to moving forward uncompromisingly. If they continue to do so with low eyebrows and let out rainbow farts, it will have a great impact on the Taoist heart. Can the foundation be built?
"Murong Xumu..." A cold voice suddenly said to himself, interrupting Bai Linhu's thoughts.
The person who made the sound stood in the middle of the hall where Murong Xumu was originally. He had long hair in a green shirt and a red mark on his forehead, looking like a fairy.
There were two people behind him, both of whom were well-dressed and handsome. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be two attendants whose cultivation level was not inferior to that of Bai Linhu.
The most talented member of the younger generation of the Yuwen family, a eater of the Tao Fruit of the Ten Thousand Laws System, he is arrogant and moody. Every time Bai Linhu thinks of the rumors about Yuwen Xing, a cold sweat breaks out on his back.
"This guy who is neither yin nor yang still wants to use this method to find someone, but he is better than Shui Yunyao..."
Before the voice fell, the wind started blowing, and the three people turned into afterimages and disappeared on the spot.
Bang bang bang.
Several cups of spiritual tea were blown over by the strong wind, fell to the ground, and broke into pieces.
It's like Bai Linhu's heart finally landed.
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As the cultivator's cultivation level increases, the scope of the spiritual consciousness scanning will become larger. Within the scope of the spiritual consciousness scanning, flying flowers and fallen leaves, birds, beasts and insects cannot escape the cultivator's perception, even in the soil.
But nature always has its own magic. In order to avoid being found by cultivators, many monsters will always find various ways to block the spiritual perception of cultivators.
Just like the comfort zone Wang Chen is in at the moment, the lair of a toothy brown bear.
The nest was dug under a thick oligophyllum tree, with a hidden entrance, and the nest was covered with rust-colored leaves.
I don't know where this brown bear got these strange leaves, which can actually block the perception of cultivators. If it weren't for chance, Wang Chen would not have been able to find this nest as a small nest in the Forbidden Forest.
Shura Fist,
vajra body,
shadowless step,
breathing technique,
Nine Serenities Absolute Meridian Palm...
You are almost done practicing. Wang Chen is taking inventory of the jade slips in his storage ring.
Next to him was the jasmine that he had picked habitually since he went out hunting in the forbidden forest. The flower had three petals and ice-blue stamens, and its light fragrance could cover up the unpleasant earthy smell.
It can also make this brown bear's den feel a little more like home.
For nearly three months, Wang Chen's cultivation has progressed rapidly. Half a month ago, with the support of a large number of spiritual stones from his generous brother Vainglory, he broke through to a small level and is now at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. But let him
What's a little depressing is that the ancestral energy of the Yuanling Stone, which looks like a high-grade item at first glance, can't swallow up the spiritual power in it.
Otherwise, he would be only one step away from ascending to heaven.
Therefore, his improvement in realm was thanks to Murong Xumu's small change in addition to the Yuanling Stone, plus the demon cores obtained from hunting a large number of Forbidden Forest demon beasts.
However, Wang Chen felt that this was a good sign. After all, the laws of heaven are always constant, and what matters is a balance. If there is no limit on the devouring of spiritual power, there may be other unknown and terrible side effects, and he will regret it later.
After all, even if he is laying the foundation, he still wants to do the best.
The darkness in the cave makes people think a lot. In his spare time, he often lay on Murong Xumu's pile of luxurious clothes, looking at the dark cave ceiling, feeling the warmth in winter and coolness in summer under him. Whenever this time
, he would always think of Shui Yunyao's terrifying protective devil, and his classmate Vainglory's ice lotus that made him envious and stunning.
As a result, he often took out the map that contained inheritance and dangerous ghost contamination and studied it carefully.
Although it was finally determined that the map pointed to the Forbidden Forest, its exact location could not be confirmed.
The Forbidden Forest is so big and vast. Although there is a map, you never know who will arrive first, death or destination.
It's like two people who are destined to be the only ones in the world and never meet each other in their lifetime.
While counting the jade slips, Wang Chen felt that he should do something.
Then, two unfamiliar jade pieces caught his attention.
Picking it up and thinking about it carefully, Wang Chen suddenly had a look of surprise on his face.