Soon after Sima Shuo carried Xuhui to the cave and put him down, a trace of gray mist began to emerge from the cave and escape against the ground.

Sima Shuo tried to touch it at the beginning, and as soon as the palm of his right hand touched the gray mist, he felt a corrupt breath drilling straight into his body, but fortunately he reacted quickly, and immediately withdrew his hand, so that he was not invaded by a large amount of rotten gas, but there was still a wisp of his palm, and as soon as the gray mist entered the body, it lingered like a bone-attached body, and there was a faint tendency to spread to the internal organs.

Sima Shuo was so frightened that he quickly turned around and picked up Xuhui again to stay away from the cave, but before he could run a few steps, a dazzling pillar of light rose from the top of the mountain behind him, and the pillar of light exploded in mid-air, sprinkling out mysterious characters one by one, flying away from the explosion and scattering in all directions, like a bronze bell, enveloping the entire Wangjue Peak.

When the shroud is finished, the characters fade away until they disappear and are invisible, and from the outside, the whole mountain looks the same as usual, but if you look carefully and take a few breaths, you will find that everything on the mountain is still, and when you look out from the inside, it will be like what Xuhui sees, and the sky will twist from time to time, and then recover, like a cloth that will wrinkle from time to time, and then be smoothed out.

Sima Shuo was dumbfounded, all kinds of mysterious powers in this world deeply attracted him, and it was also the only thing he was interested in after coming to this world, he thought that if he had the opportunity to learn to use these mysterious abilities, and then he could show them to his parents and younger siblings when he returned home, so that they could also open their eyes.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly remembered to stay away from the cave, he hurriedly continued to run, and at the same time subconsciously looked at the cave, and found that the gray mist just now was gone, hurriedly stopped, rubbed his eyes, and sure enough, it was gone, hesitated, walked to the cave again, vigilantly returned to the cave, and still found no trace of the gray mist, as if it had never appeared, if it weren't for the gray gas in his body still existing, he would have thought that it was his hallucination just now.

After a few glances into the cave, it was pitch black, nothing could be seen, and there was no movement.

After looking at it twice, he suddenly felt that his right forearm had lost his intuition, and he almost fell on his heels, so he hurriedly checked and found that his right forearm and palm had become shriveled, and the original gray hair had also fallen off, which frightened Sima Shuo.

I didn't care about the whereabouts of the gray qi anymore, so I quickly threw Xuhui everywhere, stood up by myself, and walked towards the old tree that had been burned last night, and when I arrived, I hurriedly used my remaining left hand to pick up the black and crispy branches of the burned branches, dug out three black things from them, and wiped off a layer of charcoal ash on one of them with my hand, and I could see that there was a crystal liquid flowing inside.

This is exactly the food left to him by the Hidden Beast, called "Spring Sandalwood Fruit", but he never said its origin, but after meeting Xiao Shi this morning, he guessed that the Spring Sandalwood Fruit should be produced from the Spring Sandalwood Tree Monster, after knowing this, he couldn't help but have a guess, since Xuhui said that the strength of the Spirit Clan is at least the "Transformation Pill Realm", then whether they gave birth to the fruit can resist the general fire, after all, it is made of their essence.

However, the facts also proved that he was right, Xuhui's fire really could not cause harm to the spring sandalwood fruit, and he carefully picked one up with his left hand, like holding a pearl.

"Sure enough, it's not broken, hehe!" Sima Shuo said happily, now his hand is saved.

He had heard Dun say that the spring sandalwood fruit contained powerful life energy, and eating it would not only help the cultivation of the refining body, but also be used to heal the pain, although he didn't know if it was effective against the gray mist, but now he only had such a way.

"A live horse is a dead horse doctor, and if it doesn't work, it may have to be chopped off. Thinking like this, with a slight stroke of the claw of his unconscious right hand, the crispy skin of the incision flowed out of the crystal clear fruit juice, Sima Shuo hurriedly leaned his mouth over, sucking greedily.

Tasting the spring sandalwood fruit that has been roasted by the fire, the juice and flesh are still hot, but it still maintains the familiar taste and familiar taste, the flesh is tender and the juice is fragrant, and it is extremely delicious, so that he wants to have another one after eating one.

When the flesh and juice entered his body, he could feel that they were different from usual, and that they would turn into streams of warmth that flowed to his limbs and limbs, eliminating the fatigue he had brought from his daily workouts, but this time they were concentrated on his right hand, like a torrent that burst its banks, rushing straight towards the gray mist, but the gray mist turned into a large serpent, with a bloody mouth, and posed as if it wanted to swallow the torrent.

The two collided violently, and Sima Shuo felt a tingling sensation in his little arm, and he began to feel consciousness again, and slowly grew new hair.

This made him a little happy, but soon he knew that he was happy early, a spring sandalwood fruit only eliminated a tenth of the gray mist, and when the fruit's energy was exhausted, the gray mist began to spread again, as if regaining his lost territory, and the new hair began to fall out again.

However, this did not make Sima Shuo depressed, but his heart relaxed, because he saw the hope of not having to chop his hands.

After that, he hurriedly continued to look for spring sandalwood fruits from the waste wood pile, and finally pulled out fourteen of them, and finally at the cost of eating nine spring sandalwood fruits in a row, he removed the gray mist on his right hand, and the shriveled part returned to normal, but the hair on it had just grown, and the color and length were different from other parts, and it looked like he was wearing a glove.

Sima Shuo counted the number of spring sandalwood fruits left, at first he dug out three, ate one, then dug out fourteen, ate nine more, and left seven, if you add the six last night, it is a total of twenty-four spring sandalwood fruits, and he needs to eat two for each meal, and he can eat twelve meals, that is, four days.

Sima Shuo shook his head helplessly, the Retreat Beast said that his apprentice would be born in half a month at most, which meant that he needed to find food for himself in the next eleven days, was this the rhythm of letting himself learn to live independently and then driving himself away?

"Cunning old thing" Sima Shuo scolded in his heart, stood up upright with the two fruits and walked to Xuhui, concocted the same method, cut the fruits, and let the juice drip into his mouth.

After feeding, he hid the remaining five, and he couldn't let Xuhui know that the fruit was not bad, otherwise he would have no excuse to support him, after all, he was a person who was reasonable, reasonable, and civilized, and different from the so-called strong people in this world who respected and enslaved others with violence.

After doing this, Sima Shuo lay on the ground and looked at the sky, and after a while, he couldn't help but be curious, and decided to check the mysterious power that enveloped the entire mountain.

Before leaving, he first helped Xuhui up, moved away from the mouth of the cave, and chose a spring sandalwood tree thirty zhang away for him to rely on, so as not to reappear after he left, and then he was still not at ease, and wrote a line of words in the open space in front of him with a wooden branch: "Stay away from the gray fog and come back soon." Then he galloped down the hill.