Mu Tian said that these elixirs were not grown naturally. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is formed when those trees expel the excess spiritual power in the body, so they will not grow spirituality like little Ling'er.

These elixirs add up to 17,000 years of medicinal properties.

If it is used to restore Xiao Ling'er, it can absorb the medicinal properties for up to 10,000 years. But this is enough for Xiao Ling'er to wake up.

So even if he didn't get any elixir later, Wen Mo was still in a very good mood.

The fat man noticed Wen Mo's mood, "Little Momo, why are you so happy? Say it and share it with me~"

Wen Mo raised his eyebrows, "Yesterday you got so many thousand-year elixirs, and you were in a good mood! Aren't you happy? ”

The fat man only felt that his heart had been inserted with a few knives, and he wanted to vomit blood very much, "I should indeed be happy." ”

If it weren't compared to Wen Mo, the four Centennial Elixir would definitely make him very happy!

The light is getting brighter and brighter, the sunlight slowly passes through the gaps in the trees, and the dew on the leaves, some slip off, some are dried and slowly become smaller.

Wimmer confined his consciousness to a range of ten meters, conserving his consciousness while probing the environment as much as possible.

"Xiao Momo, look ahead, it's so bright~ We're going to get out of the forest. The fat man's eyes lit up, "But remember to be vigilant." ”

Immer nodded.

Before you even stepped out of the forest, you could see a green glow with a dazzling light.

It was an endless grassland, standing on the edge of the grassland, at a glance, I only felt that it was a green ocean.

As a result, there was no wind, the sun had just risen, gently caressing the tips of the tender green grass, and the rainbow in the middle of the dew slowly became smaller. The fresh air is warmed by the sun, and when you take a breath, you feel your lungs warm.

There are some unknown small insects falling on the tips of the grass, basking in the sun slowly, occasionally making sounds, some flying in the air, and the transparent wings are penetrated by the sun, flashing with colorful brilliant light.

The fat man hesitated, "These grasses are different from those in the woods, aren't they?" he looked deeply at the insects flying on the tips of the grass.

The boundary between the grassland and the woods is very clear, and on the one hand it is too quiet, and on the other hand it is full of noisy insect chirping, and even the sun favors the grassland, and sprinkles more light on the grassland, which is very different from the forest forest.

Winmer pointed to the obvious boundary, "It's different, you see, the plants here and the grass in the grassland are different. And there are bugs on the steppe. ”

The fat man seemed to have eaten a reassuring pill, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was a little excited, "I know." ”

The grassland looked very peaceful, like a sleeping lamb.

But Wen Mo did not dare to relax, but became more vigilant. The same goes for fat people.

The grass of the steppe is so deep that it goes beyond Warmer's waist, and if you walk in it, you can't see danger at all.

"How are we going?" said Winsmer, a little distressed.

The fat man took out a disc from the storage bag, the same one that had been covered with the baked cakes before, but this time it was clean and clean, and there was nothing to cover.

"Let's sit here. The fat man's tone was a little solemn, and he experimented, "I won't fly too high later, you pay attention to the back." Not just on the ground, but also in the air. ”

In the secret realm, there is a default rule, that is, when using a flying machine, you can't fly too high.

Because the air in some secret realms is the territory of birds, if one does not pay attention, it will be considered to be violating the territory. There are also spirit beasts that are amphibious on land and air, not only in the air, but also on the ground.

Two people sit on the disc, one looking at the front and the other at the back.

Wen Mo clenched the spirit sword in his hand tightly, looked in all directions, and probed with his divine sense.

"Don't use your sense. Mu Tian said, "If there is a spirit beast, it will be perceived and considered provocative." ”

Wen Mo hurriedly withdrew his senses, "Then I just ......"

"If you don't perceive something, the other person won't perceive you. Mu Tian said.

A large stone lay down in Wonmer's heart.

Along the way, it was all very smooth, and there was no danger, and occasionally a rabbit or a small spirit animal such as a gopher would poke its head out of the grass.

"Look there!" the fat man crouched down, pinching the edge of the disc and looking down at the grassland below.

The fat man was pointing to a group of blue-faced long-bearded horses, who were wandering in place anxiously, as if waiting for instructions.

"It's not normal. Wen Mo frowned, she carefully observed her surroundings, "Could it be that there are large spirit beasts hunting around?"

"Not true. If there were spirit beasts hunting, they should have run, how could they spin in place?" the fat man shook his head.

"And what if those hunting spirit beasts live in groups and surround this group of blue-faced long-bearded horses?" Wen Mo asked.

"It is true that this possibility cannot be ruled out, Xiao Momo, you are too smart. The fat man grinned.

"When is it, you're still smiling. Winmer slapped him in the face, looking cautiously around the herd.

They encircle the pony in the middle and spin in place, their hooves kicking and stomping, looking excitedly to the left and right.

Apparently, they did not find the hunters.

"So what do we do now?" asked Winmer.

"Naturally, we retreated cautiously. If there are really hunters, since they can make the blue-faced long-bearded horse unable to find its bearing, it means that its strength is definitely not low. Let's say they're still fighting each other, let's get out of here. The fat man said with a grin. However, his movements were indeed light and careful, and he looked a little obscene.

"Not good!" Wen Mo's sensitive consciousness was shocked, "We're locked!" she whispered.

"Damn!" the fat man also felt a breath of qi lock on his body, stiff and afraid to move.

"What now?" asked Winsmer.

They can't move at all. With just one movement, the qi that locked them would launch an attack without mercy.

"Can you feel the strength of the spirit beast that locks us?" the fat man asked with a frown.

He knew that Warmer had a way.

Wen Mo paused, her divine sense could indeed sense the strength of the other party, but if the other party's strength was too high, the divine sense she released would be considered a provocation.

Spirit beasts are much more sensitive to divine consciousness than humans.

"Looks like we've got a tough fight. The fat man looked at Wen Mo hesitantly, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Wen Mo was silent for a moment, but still spoke: "I have a way to sense the strength of the other party, but there is a problem, if the other party is a high-level spirit beast, he will regard my actions as a provocation, even if it is not ready to attack us, it will do it." Do you think I should test it now, or what should I do?"

She puts the choice in the hands of the fat man.

At the same time, she asked in her heart, "Teacher, do you have a way to break our lock?" or to probe the strength of the other party?"