Chapter Eighty-One: Enchanted in the Four Seasons Forest

Lin Qing opened her largest storage bag, this storage bag had a space of about fifty square meters, and it was the one that she had picked up in the cave to contain the detailed examination of ten thousand trees, which was much more useful than the small storage bag of a few square meters obtained by Xianglin Gate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

If other monks saw the contents of the storage bag, they would have been surprised and then scoffed.

It's just that the contents of this storage bag are too cheap for the monks.

For example, a few tattered furs; a few kinds of cooking utensils, cutlery, small bags of spiritual rice; a few small tents made of sewing and patching of materials such as fish skin; There are even a few pairs of crooked shoes made of fur or thatch, whose handwork is too rough to look at. What surprised people was that the rest of the place was full of gourds one after another.

That's right, gourd.

Lin Qing is a very cautious and insecure person.

She picked a lot of gourds in the secret realm. These gourds vary in size, some are as big as a palm, and some are half a person high. A small part of these gourds are filled with various pickles and spices, and most of them are filled with water.

Her storage bag is specially used to hold these "food, clothing, shelter and transportation", and food and drink are the largest part of it. The immortal cultivation world is full of dangers, and at any time, she does not forget to prepare her rations.

"I don't know if it's going to work." Looking at the dark river, she poured out all the water in the gourd, and then filled the big jar with air.

It wasn't until she carried May Fourth in her arms, hung two fluorescent stones around her waist, held a big gourd in one hand, and slapped two layers of aura covers, thinking that she was ready, that she took a deep breath and jumped into the river.

The Dark River was deeper than she had imagined, only a little light in the fluorescent stone illumination range, and nothing else was dark and dark.

In case of an unknown danger in the river, she swam vigilantly along the river.

After swimming for about two hours, the air in the aura cover was no longer enough, so she opened the gourd and let some air out. In this way, once the air in the aura cover is exhausted, the gourd in the storage bag is taken out and replenished.

A few days later, one after another, more than half of the hundreds of gourds were consumed, but the exit of the river was delayed. Seeing that the wall of the aura screen was thinner, she gritted her teeth, poured out a drop of spiritual stalactite, and drank a small half drop.

Relying on these auras, her speed increased, and a few days passed, and there was not much left of the gourd containing air, and she drank the remaining half drop of spiritual milk.

It wasn't until the last two gourds were left that a faint glimmer of light was visible.

Staring at the light, she put May Fourth into the big gourd and tied it behind her, and said in her heart: "May Fourth, you always claim how strong you are, you shouldn't be so easy to suffocate to death, the time to prove that you are strong has come, you have to do what you say." ā€

With that, he sped up and swam towards the point of light.

The light is getting closer and closer, but it is like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey, which can always be seen and cannot be reached.

Wangshan ran away from the dead horse, and when all the gourd air was exhausted, she could only start to hold her breath.

She held her breath, her face flushed, and she did everything she could, breaststroke, butterfly, and dog-planing all kinds of strokes she had learned.

The light was above her head, and in the end, she was so suffocated that she couldn't even bother to maintain the aura shield.

In the icy water, her long hair floated like aquatic weeds.

Finally, with a smack of brushing the ground, she saw the light of day again, and in the golden sunlight, she jumped out of the water.

"It's really suffocating me, I almost can't stand it." She took a big breath of the long-lost air, and at the same time did not forget to open the gourd behind her, and saw that the little yellow chicken was fine, so she began to look around.

The outlet of the Dark River is a small blue lake surrounded by woods.

On the shore of the lake, the grass is delicious and the fallen flowers are colorful.

The gourds were refilled with water, and she looked around and said, "This place looks a lot like the place called the Valley of the Hidden Valley, but the priority is to find a safe place to hide." ā€

She went ashore and walked into the woods.

All the way, all the way to the vigilance, but also all the way to marvel.

Wild grass grows waist-high here, birdsong can be faintly heard in the forest, and various pink butterflies shuttle among the flowers.

Most of the trees are as thick as a few people hugging each other, the green leaves cover the sky and the sun, and the thick branches are intertwined.

Lin Qing looked at the thick layer on the ground in the forest, and there were still some flowers and plants that had not been rotten, and sighed: "Luohong is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers, how long has it been since anyone has been here in this place?" ā€

The verses sound very elegant, and when you step on them, you will know that they are very rotten.

No, as soon as he got his foot, he sank to his ankle, and Lin Qing's whole body was a little hairy.

The deeper she went into the woods, the more she felt that the air was getting worse. In the woods, the air is filled with musty moisture, and one can't help but wonder if if you inhale too much, and a mushroom will grow in your body.

When she looked back, the path she had come from had been obscured by tall weeds, and it was all the same trees.

Ten days later, a wail erupted in the dense forest: "What the hell, it's so boring, set up a formation here!" ā€

Lin Qing has been going around in this forest for ten days! The woods are like a labyrinth, and there is no way to find an exit.

What's even worse is that when she first entered the woods, it was a spring and summer state of green grass, and within a few days, she saw the boundless Xiao Xiao Xiao Falling Trees, dead leaves like yellow butterflies, really good and not sluggish, and these days, it actually snowed.

A forest with the signs of the four seasons, and when she turned back to the tree she had marked, she was sure that she was in the formation.

But she doesn't know anything about the formations!

Wandering around dizzily, Lin Qing collapsed on the trunk of a big tree, smiling bitterly: "Maze, maze, where is your exit, come to my bowl." ā€

"In this place, the sun looks like it hangs above your head forever during the day, and you don't see other demon beasts haunting, it's really amazing, it shouldn't be a natural formation." She turned over, squinted her eyes and said to herself: "If it is artificial, then the appearance of the formation means that it is not far from the crowd, such a big deal, could it be that there is a certain sect after the formation?" ā€

"No, the sludge on the ground shows that no one has been here for a long time." She again denied her speculation.

She ripped her hair and said distressedly: "I don't care about the reason for now, I have to think about it first." ā€

"But these days, even unlocking requires special skills, let alone formations."

"I had a terrible sense of direction, and I used to have to navigate even when I drove around. What to do with such a tall maze? ā€

"What should I do......" Lin Qing cried with a sad face, looking at the top of the tree in a daze.

In the end, she reluctantly jumped off the tree, looked around the trees, and finally decided to use the earth method, walk through a place, and leave a large mark.

Three days later, she still did useless work.

Just as she was at a loss, there was a noise from the depths of the woods, startling the birds in the woods.

Faced with the unknown risk, Lin Qing hesitated to take a look, thinking that he would not be able to break the formation, and he would eventually get lost in this wood, so he could only grit his teeth and touch it.