Chapter 70: A Mysterious Shadow

After half a ring, Ling Zikai didn't hear anything unusual in the cave.

Is it because you are dazzled?

Since there is no light in the depths of the cave, it is impossible to see anything clearly with the naked eye.

Ling Zikai released his consciousness and extended towards the cave.

As consciousness deepened, no conditions were found along the way.

Seeing that he was about to reach the cave where the ancestral god lived.

At this moment, a vague black shadow appeared in his consciousness, moving in the cave at a very fast speed.

Ling Zikai hurriedly sped up the speed of consciousness extension.

To his shock, the speed at which his consciousness stretched could not catch up with the black shadow.

After the black shadow got into the cave that led to the underground river, it passed through the stream four or five miles long in the blink of an eye, entered the underground river, and after jumping into the river, the speed became faster.

Ling Zikai chased after him tightly.

The black shadow seemed to be able to feel Ling Zikai's consciousness chasing after him, and his entire body was buried in the water.

Although Ling Zikai's consciousness was able to dive into the water, his speed slowed down, and after chasing for a while, there was no trace of the other party.

In desperation, Ling Zikai had to give up the chase and slowly retract his consciousness.

What's that?

Judging by the speed at which the other party is moving, it is obvious that it cannot be human.

Is it an animal?

However, Ling Zikai searched in his mind for all the animals he knew, but none of them were similar to the black shadow.

Could it be that it is a legendary mandrill?

Ling Zikai remembered the three mysterious taboos in the legend of the Tiger Leaping Stream that Cuckoo had mentioned to him at the beginning: the miasma, the mandrill, and the black wind monster.

The miasma and black wind monster in these three taboos are already known to themselves, but this mandrill has always been a legendary existence. No one knows what kind of creature it is, but it is rumored that this mandrill looks like a man, is immensely powerful, moves like the wind, and likes to suck people's brains.

Anyone is always curious and full of fear about unknown things, even if Ling Zikai is carrying the ancestral god inheritance, he also felt a little uneasy at this time, hesitating whether he still wants to enter the cave.

Just when his consciousness returned to the cave from the underground river and came to the ancestral god's former residence, he unexpectedly saw a wild wolf lying on the first platform in the cave.

No wonder I couldn't find its shadow in the old forest, I didn't expect it to enter the tiger leaping stream, and came to the former residence of the ancestral god.

Seeing the big bad wolf lying there motionless, it seemed that he had encountered an accident, could it be that he was killed by the black shadow just now?

Ling Zikai used his consciousness to feel the body of the big bad wolf, and when he noticed that it was still breathing weakly, he injected an ancestral god energy into it.

After being injected with energy, the big bad wolf's body moved, opened its eyes, and then struggled to get up from the ground, and let out a howl from the high-powered one.

There was a deep fear evident in the screams.

Z Ling Zikai said to the big bad wolf with his consciousness: "Don't hurry up and get out of it!"

Hearing Ling Zikai's voice, the big bad wolf was stunned for a moment, and then left the cave as quickly as if he had met a savior, and ran towards the entrance of the cave like a lifeless.

In the blink of an eye, he came to the entrance of the cave, and when he saw Ling Zikai, he pounced on him like a lost child seeing his parents.

Ling Zikai stretched out his hands and grabbed the two forelimbs that it pounced on, causing its entire wolf body to stand upright.

The big bad wolf spit out its scarlet tongue and licked Ling Zikai's arm, intimacy for a long time, before landing his forelimbs on the ground, lowering his head, and clinging to Ling Zikai's body.

Ling Zikai stroked the hair of the big bad wolf with his hand, and found that after a few days, it seemed to have changed a lot, not only was its body much taller, but the original gray-black hair had become much lighter, and there was a faint tendency to turn white.

What's going on? Could it be that under the nourishment of the ancestral god's energy, this big bad wolf can't evolve into a big white wolf!

How did you get to Tiger Leaping Stream?

And entered the former residence of this ancestral god?

Did you encounter a dark shadow earlier?

See what it is?

Ling Zikai used his consciousness to send a series of questions to the big bad wolf.

The big bad wolf let out a low howl.

Although the consciousness of the ancestral god can convey some of the ideas in his heart to the animals, so that the other party can understand the meaning, it cannot feedback the meaning expressed by the animals to himself, after all, it is impossible to truly communicate between humans and animals.

Ling Zikai smiled bitterly, even if the big bad wolf knew what had happened, he couldn't tell himself.

Ling Zikai gave up his intention to enter the cave, led the big bad wolf out of the cave, and walked down the cliff.

When he came to the foot of the cliff and saw the Siberian tiger waiting there, the big bad wolf obviously felt the deterrence brought by the tiger's might, and he cowered and did not dare to move forward.

Ling Zikai sat on the back of the tiger, and then used his consciousness to give the order to the Siberian tiger to go to the nest of the black bee colony.

The big bad wolf followed from a distance, keeping a safe distance from the Siberian tiger.

It didn't take long for them to come to the woods where the black bees were swarming.

Probably because the queen bee took away more than half of the colony, the number of black bees in the forest is significantly less.

Seeing the beehive on the branch of the towering ancient tree, which was nearly more than a meter in diameter, Ling Zikai became a little excited. He jumped off the tiger's back and came under the ancient tree.

Before coming here, Ling Zikai asked Du Juan how to get honey.

According to the cuckoo, he only needs to take the whole hive and wait until he gets to the forest farm to take out the honey.

The premise is to chase away all the bees in the hive so that they don't attack them in a swarm.

Of course, driving away the bees was not a problem for Ling Zikai at all, as long as he let go of his consciousness and drove them away.

When his consciousness entered the hive, Ling Zikai unexpectedly found that there was a newborn queen bee inside.

This time it was even simpler, Ling Zikai directly controlled the new queen bee with his consciousness, and let it lead the bee colony out of the hive, driving out of the rest of the road and staying in another forest.

Then, Ling Zikai took out a roll of rope from his backpack. He found a small stone and tied it to one end of the rope, and threw it at a branch above the hive.

The small stone whistled, and fell down with a rope over the branch, hanging the rope from the branch.

Ling Zikai closed the two ends of the rope together and pulled it hard, feeling that the branches were very strong and could fully bear his weight. Then he pulled the rope and began to climb up.

After climbing to the branch of the tree where the hive was built, Ling Zikai spread his legs and sat on the branch.

He held the branch tightly with his legs, and after steasing himself, he freed his hands and took out a leather bag and a small shovel.

He first used a small shovel to shovel off the outer layer of beehives that had been dry and hard and aging, and the dense hexagonal bee hole inside revealed a thick amber honey, with a faint floral fragrance and sweetness.

Ling Zikai used a shovel to scoop up a layer of beehives and put them into the skin bag along with the honey.

The skin was originally used to hold water, and when it was full, it was more than 60 centimeters in diameter and more than one meter high.

Ling Zikai tied the mouth of the leather bag with a thin rope, then tied it with a rope and lowered it from the tree. Then he took out a skin bag and continued to reload the hive.

After being so busy for a long time, the three-meter-diameter beehive was nearly two-thirds taken by Ling Zikai.

When Ling Zikai put his hand into the backpack again, he found that the leather bag he brought had been used up.

He glanced at the ground, where eight bulging skins had been placed, and smiled with satisfaction.

After falling back to the ground, Ling Zikai suddenly became a little embarrassed.

How should I transport these eight skins back to the sea of clouds?