The most direct manifestation of this change in the energy of the ancestral gods was the shrubs and weeds that had been cut off by the cuckoo with a small pickaxe in front of the cave entrance. At the fracture, at a speed that is almost visible to the naked eye, new shoots sprout and sway, full of thriving vitality.

Consciousness turned around and followed the mountain path to the foot of the cliff.

The Siberian tiger was still squatting there, but this time, Ling Zikai clearly felt that its spirit was a little sluggish, and it was lying there lazily. After perceiving the consciousness of the ancestral god, a few linglings trembled for a moment, and stood up in a panic, with a look of horror in the tiger's eyes.

When his consciousness swept over the Siberian Tiger, Ling Zikai suddenly felt a familiar aura coming from its body, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, this aura turned out to be the ancestral god consciousness that had disappeared after fighting it before.

This Siberian tiger really devoured its ancestral consciousness of the gods, but it couldn't digest and fuse, and now the consciousness of the ancestral gods is still in its mind, and it is struggling with it for control.

No wonder this "big paw" (another name for the Siberian tiger) looks sluggish!

I wonder if I can control this big guy with my current consciousness strength?

This thought had just popped up in Ling Zikai's heart, and the ancestral god consciousness had already entered the mind of the Siberian Tiger.

The current ancestral god consciousness is far from being comparable to the original strength, and as soon as he entered, he controlled the Siberian tiger with lightning speed, so that it suddenly became a big cat, squatting there tamely, and no longer had the majesty of the "king of all beasts".

After seeing that he had controlled the Siberian Tiger without much effort, Ling Zikai couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He knew that from now on, no one in this mountain forest would be able to threaten him!

I will become the true master of this thousand miles of mountains!

The arrogant Ling Zikai recalled the ancestral consciousness that had been left in the mind of the Siberian Tiger and fused it with the ontological consciousness, which made the strength of the consciousness enhanced again.

Immediately, Ling Zikai withdrew the Ancestral God Consciousness.

He knew that animals like this at the top of the biological chain possessed extremely high spirituality, and after seeing his great strength, even if he was out of the control of his consciousness, this big flower cat would no longer act rashly.

Sure enough, after the consciousness left his mind, the Siberian tiger felt a burst of relief, its majestic body shook a few times, and once again regained the kingly demeanor of the Wuthering Mountains and Forests, and let out a long roar at the sky, shaking the entire mountain and forest, and frightened the beasts in the forest to flee in all directions.

Hum!

The Ancestral God Consciousness let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction.

The Siberian tiger immediately reined in its tiger might, and once again turned into a tame big cat, wagging its tail uneasily.

Ling Zikai saw that the Siberian Tiger had put on a completely surrendered look, and he was secretly proud in his heart, and ordered it to continue to guard the entrance of this mountain road.

The consciousness continued to search, and he wanted to see how much of his consciousness could be detected in this tiger leaping stream.

Originally, when he was in the old forest, his consciousness range was fifty kilometers, but after entering the Tiger Leaping Stream, it shrank to five hundred meters, a hundred times less. Now he felt the mysterious forbidden power in the Tiger Leaping Stream, let go of the restrictions on himself, and his consciousness continued to expand outward, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the invisible diaphragm that bordered the outside world.

The Ancestral God Consciousness paused slightly when it touched the diaphragm, and then passed through.

After breaking through the diaphragm, the consciousness of the ancestral god rushed to the vast grassland like a wild horse on the loose, and without the slightest restraint, it pounced into the primeval jungle with lightning speed.

Ling Zikai didn't deliberately guide and control it, letting his consciousness roar through the jungle, and he also wanted to know where the limit of his current consciousness was.

It wasn't until almost half of the old forest had passed through the ancestral consciousness that the ancestral god consciousness stopped advancing.

Ling Zikai secretly estimated that after fusing the second soul bone, the detection range of the Ancestral God Consciousness had nearly doubled, reaching a straight-line distance of about fifty kilometers.

Even if it is a wide net, there is an area of nearly 100 square kilometers.

In other words, after returning to the sea of clouds, as long as you let go of your consciousness, the entire forest farm will be presented within its own monitoring range, which will bring great convenience to the future management of the forest farm.

Ling Zikai slowly retracted his consciousness and walked around the edge of the Tiger Leaping Stream. He wanted to see if the White Tiger Gang was still there.

When he saw that the more than 1,000 members of the White Tiger Gang were still waiting outside the stream, Ling Zikai couldn't help but let out a sneer:

Since you have been waiting here so persistently, then wait for me to give you a great gift!

When his consciousness returned to the forest where he first entered the Tiger Leaping Stream, Ling Zikai was surprised to find that the wolf pack led by the big bad wolf not only did not leave, but also seemed to occupy that territory. Within a radius of five miles, no animal dared to enter, even the members of the White Tiger Gang kept a certain distance from them, as if the well water did not interfere with the river water.

When the consciousness appeared in the forest, the big bad wolf immediately felt the breath, and the body that was originally squatting stood up all of a sudden, looking around, as if looking for Ling Zikai's figure.

Ling Zikai's consciousness entered the mind of the big bad wolf, and in addition to praising it, he asked it to continue to guard this mountain forest and wait for him to come out.

At the same time, a wave of ancestral god energy was also injected into its body.

Moistened by the energy of the ancestral god, the big bad wolf's body has obviously undergone some changes, the life breath on his body has increased a lot, and his momentum is also rising, faintly with the demeanor of a king.

Although the big bad wolf couldn't see Ling Zikai's figure, he still let out a long howl in the direction of the tiger leaping stream, expressing his admiration and gratitude for Ling Zikai in his heart!

Ling Zikai quickly withdrew his consciousness, now that he had seen the situation outside, there was no need to continue to waste consciousness energy.

Moreover, in the face of nearly a thousand disciples of the White Tiger Gang, although he was confident that he could repel them, he also had to come up with some strategies.

This time the consciousness search took a bit long. When he opened his eyes, he found that the cuckoo was like an ant in a hot pot, circling around him, but he did not make any sound, for fear of alarming himself and causing some accident.

Looking at her anxious appearance, Ling Zikai's heart felt a burst of warmth.

Suddenly, he thought to himself: since the ancestral god energy is of great benefit to all living beings, if he injects some into Sister Cuckoo, will it also be good for her body.

But now it's not an animal that can let yourself experiment unscrupulously.

He first tentatively injected a faint piece of energy into the cuckoo's body, and when he saw that she didn't show any abnormalities, he increased the energy.

Originally, Du Juan saw that Ling Zikai sat there motionless with his eyes closed after absorbing the ancestral soul bones, and he didn't wake up for a long time, when he was very anxious, he suddenly felt a cool breath into his body, and the whole person was like bathing in a hot spring, the pores of the whole body were opened, and the breathing became extremely smooth, and there was a feeling of fluttering immortals.

Just as he was surprised, he saw Ling Zikai open his eyes, and then stared at him motionlessly. At first, there was a slight worry in his eyes, and then slowly there was joy, so that later, he became extremely shocked, opened his mouth, and after a long time, he did not close.

The cuckoo was a little embarrassed by him, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ling Zikai didn't answer, but jumped up, looked left and right, and after not finding what he wanted in his heart, he was a little anxious and asked, "Sister, do you have a mirror on you?"

The cuckoo asked in confusion: "Mirror? Who would bring a mirror into the mountain?"

"Then you've been in the mountains for more than a month, and every day you wake up and take something to take a picture of yourself when you dress up!"

Du Juan didn't understand what Ling Zikai meant, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sister knows that she doesn't look good, and she won't become beautiful even if she dresses up again, so she won't put on any masks or makeup." What's the matter, don't you think my sister is a little old?"

After finishing speaking, he sighed and added: "Sister is originally a girl in the mountains, and she doesn't care if she looks beautiful or not!"

Ling Zikai knew that Du Juan had misunderstood what he meant, so he couldn't help but scratch his ears, not knowing how to explain it. In frustration, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he stepped forward and grabbed the cuckoo's hand, and pulled her out without saying anything.

When passing by a pine lamp, he also pulled out the burning pine seed and held it in his hand.

When he reached the platform on the first floor, Ling Zikai pulled the cuckoo straight to the trickling underground spring stream, found a place with a slow flow and a wide water surface, stopped, pointed to the stream, and said, "Sister, look at this stream!"

The cuckoo didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Ling Zikai's gourd, and saw that the water of the stream was as clear as a glass, and if it weren't for the sparkling water waves reflected in the swaying of the firelight, it would be like no water was flowing at all.

"The water is clean, clearer than the mineral water. ”

"That's not what I said!"

Ling Zikai was a little anxious, so he simply picked out the words and said, "You take a picture of yourself on the water!"

Although there are dozens of pine lamps lit in the cave, the light is not very strong, and only two vague reflections are reflected on the surface of the stream, and the faces cannot be seen clearly at all.

Seeing this, Ling Zikai hurriedly went to fetch more than a dozen pine lanterns, and put them all by the stream, and the light suddenly became brighter.

The cuckoo looked at the surface of the stream, only to see that his figure was clearly reflected on the water, although the figure was a little thin, but it set off the delicate curves, the protruding place was more upright, the thin place was Yingying can be held, the whole figure seemed to have some changes compared to before, and it seemed more graceful.

Du Juan sighed lightly, and just wanted to ask Ling Zikai if he had found anything on himself, but heard him say, "Look at your face again!"