Su Guoer asked curiously, "Sister He Ling, don't you know that we are going into the primeval forest today to collect seeds?"

He Ling understood a little when she heard this, and shouted at Ling Zikai: "Ling Zikai, such an important thing is hidden from me, what do you mean!"

Ling Zikai glared at Su Guoer fiercely, blaming him for being too talkative.

He really felt that He Ling was a little troublesome and didn't want to take her into the mountain, so he hid the matter of entering the mountain last night, and wanted to avoid her and leave quietly, but he didn't expect to be stabbed by Su Guoer.

"He Ling, the primeval forest is full of crises, you are not suitable for a girl!"

He Ling snorted coldly and said, "Apart from the two of you, who else is going with you?"

Ling Zikai didn't have a good chance of hiding it, and said, "And Professor Lin and Zhang Nan!

"Okay, Ling Zikai, I don't want to hear you explain, since Zhang Nan can go, why can't I go! ”

He Ling said and turned around and walked into the wooden house, and closed the door with a "ping-pong" sound.

Ling Zikai felt a little headache, it seemed that this trouble could not be shaken off.

Sure enough, when Ling Zikai and the others went to the stable to lead the horses and were about to leave, He Ling, who had already changed her clothes, didn't even say hello, grabbed a big green horse in advance, and waited there.

Ling Zikai knew that it was impossible to let her stay, so he had to make an agreement with her in three chapters: first, to obey the command, second, not to act alone, and third, not to fight with others.

He Ling agreed nonchalantly, as for whether she could abide by it at that time, only God knows.

Before leaving, Du Juan took them to the birch tree engraved with the statue of the mountain god on the side of the wooden house as usual to worship, and then told Ling Zikai to take care of everyone after entering the mountain, especially the eldest Professor Lin.

"I can warn you, when you come back, don't let me find out that your heart has been taken away!"

When they broke up, after Du Juan whispered in Ling Zikai's ear, he turned around and left without waiting for Ling Zikai to react.

Ling Zikai was stunned for a moment, looking at Du Juan's back and crying and laughing a little, thinking: When did Sister Du Juan start to become like a little woman.

After leaving the wooden house, Ling Zikai took everyone to Weiyang Lake first, and brought the five reindeer that had settled on the lakeside.

Last time, thanks to these reindeer, I brought back so much honey from the Tiger Leaping Stream, and this time I went to the old forest to collect seeds and dig some saplings and the like, and I must have brought back a lot of things by then.

In the mountains and forests, these reindeer are the best means of transportation.

This time it's the same path as last time.

Sugol took the lead and led the way.

Ling Zikai was at the end.

The others, including the five reindeer, were caught in the middle.

In broad daylight, there will be no accidents along the way. Sugol, who led the way, also kept speeding up. It didn't take long for them to cross the Wild Boar Ridge and enter the reckless primeval secondary forest.

Sugol led everyone along the hill to the north.

What appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a completely different scenery from what they saw in the sea of clouds.

Looking into the distance, under the blue sky, the continuous mountains are endless, undulating, magnificent, blue, green, red, yellow and purple with a full range of colorful huge pictures.

The faint mist rising from the canyon blends with the blue sky, like an endless veil hanging from the sky to the earth, drifting with the wind, constantly transforming into a colorful and varied picture.

Nearby, the leaves of the birch tree gradually turned golden, and the contrast with the tall and majestic white trunk was particularly eye-catching, and its branches and leaves growing together together had a domineering spirit;

The sparse and scattered red maples growing in the forest are inlaid in the birch bushes, adding to the splendor of the Xing'an Mountains in autumn!

In the bushes, the branches of the hazelnut trees are covered with heavy hazelnuts.

Those low clumps of blueberries look like purple grapes, covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and look very attractive!

He Ling and Zhang Nan couldn't help but turn over and dismount, picked a large handful of hazelnuts and blueberries, and then distributed them to everyone.

Peel off the green skin wrapped around the hazelnut, and the inside is a round hazelnut, bite into one and taste it, it's really fragrant.

The blueberry taste is sour, sweet and sweet, and the aftertaste is exceptionally delicious.

Lin Xing'an said with some emotion: "I haven't tasted pure wild mountain fruit for many years, this taste is indeed very different from artificially cultivated, with a natural aura in it." ”

Ling Zikai asked with a smile: "Uncle Lin, will our base be similar to this secondary forest in front of us in the future!"

Lin Xing'an said: "Theoretically speaking, our base will be a primitive woodland after completion. It's just that if you want to grow to maturity, you need at least 50 years or more. By then, my old bones would have turned into a pile of loess. ”

Looking at Lin Xing'an's regretful expression, Ling Zikai really wanted to say, as long as I am willing, I can make the forest farm a real primeval forest within ten years, and your boss doesn't have to be so sad.

But when the words came to his mouth, he still swallowed them back.

However, Ling Zikai still thought in his heart, fifty years is too long, let alone your Uncle Lin, even if I am already seventy or eighty years old.

No, at most, within twenty years, the base will prosper.

He believed that under the catalysis of his ancestral energy, he would be able to at least more than double this time.

When he arrived at Zhangziling, where he had camped last time, seeing that it was still early, Ling Zikai proposed to continue his journey.

This time, they brought a few camping tents, which they could camp in wherever they went, and there was no need to look for a place to spend the night.

After walking more than twenty miles, it was completely dark.

I found a leeward, flat slope and set up a tent.

After a long day of riding, everyone was a little tired, and after eating the dry food they had brought with them, they went into their tents and rested early.

For the sake of safety, Ling Zikai used his consciousness to search the mountains and forests within a radius of five miles, and after seeing that he did not find any threatening large animals, he also calmed down.

When he slept until midnight, Ling Zikai was awakened by the shaking of the tent, thinking that something had happened, he quickly used his consciousness to investigate the surroundings, but found no danger.

The only thing that struck him strange was that the white horse somehow untied the reins from the tree, came to his tent, and was gently kicking the tent with his front hooves.

Ling Zikai knew that the white horse was different from ordinary horses, and according to the cuckoo's explanation, it was a mount specially arranged by the ancestral god for him. Although this statement is unbelievable, the spirituality of this white horse is indeed very high, and there must be some reason for finding himself now.

Ling Zikai used his consciousness to check on the other people, and seeing that they were all sleeping heavily in the tent, he quietly got out of the tent, turned over and jumped on horseback.

Without waiting for Ling Zikai's command, the white horse had already turned around the dock and led him to the forest outside.

Ling Zikai didn't know where the white horse was going to take him, so he let it go forward.

At this time, the moon is in the sky, and the white moonlight spills down from the dense branches, adding a bit of mystery to the secluded mountain forest.

Occasionally, a few hares hiding in the grass were startled by the hooves of passing horses, and scurried through the woods.

Bai Ma took Ling Zikai and walked forward for three or four miles, still without any intention of stopping.

Alone in this dark mountain forest, Rao is Ling Zikai was carrying the ancestral god inheritance, and he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart.

"Where the hell are you taking me?"

Ling Zikai used his consciousness to communicate with the white horse.

The white horse paused, shook the reins with his head, and walked on again.

Ling Zikai didn't know what the white horse wanted to express by his actions just now, so he had to let it move forward depressedly.

When turning a canyon, a small lake appears in front of you.

In the Khing'an Mountains, it is common for lakes to appear in the mountains. The lake in front of you is the size of a football field. Under the moonlight, the surface of the lake is like a mirror embedded in the mountains and forests.

To Ling Zikai's surprise, a group of wild horses were gathering by the lake at this moment, about thirty or forty horses.

Could it be that this is the place where the white horse was born, and it is going to take me home to see it?

Ling Zikai's heart was full of curiosity.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the white horse, there was a commotion in the whole herd.

The white horse neighed at the herd of wild horses, and instead of going to the herd, he followed the lake to a cliff.

The cliff was more than ten meters high, and was flanked by mountains and covered with dense trees. In the middle is a waterfall that cascades down and cascades into the lake.

When he reached the waterfall, the white horse stopped moving forward and stood there quietly, as if he had reached his destination, waiting for Ling Zikai to dismount.

Ling Zikai looked at the waterfall in front of him with some suspicion, not knowing what the white horse had for bringing himself here.

He released his consciousness and searched around the waterfall for a while, but found nothing out of the ordinary.

When I just wanted to withdraw consciousness, I suddenly felt a white light pass through my mind, and I didn't move in my heart.

He hurriedly extended his consciousness in the direction of the white light just now, and he noticed a white point of light reflected in his mind.

Ling Zikai suddenly became excited, this is the phenomenon that his consciousness has discovered something containing the essence of heaven and earth, it could be that there are treasures such as thousand-year-old ginseng growing here.

Judging from the location in the image, the essence should be hidden under the waterfall, no wonder he didn't find it for a while.

Ling Zikai jumped off his horse and walked quickly towards the waterfall.

But at this moment, Bai Ma suddenly opened his mouth, bit the clothes on his body, and pulled his body, as if he wanted to stop Ling Zikai's steps.

Ling Zikai asked puzzledly, "Why are you holding me back, don't you want me to pick that thing? Since you can't take it down, then what are you bringing me here for?"