However, when Lei Yang checked the storage bag, he immediately found that the guy was lying on the wooden source outside the death seal. Although he slept deeply, he was drunk. If Lei Yang couldn't take it off, he would climb there and enjoy it.

Lei Yang still remembered that the person had said that this woody book was useless to him, but now it seemed that he was lying. It was apparently stealthily absorbing what's in the wood. However, Lei Yang found that the origin of the wood did not seem to have changed much, so he ignored it.

"It's really a leather good. Forget it. Whoever made me your master the source of this wood also comes from you. Let you make good use of it" Lei Yang had to look at the mysterious seed, which was now like an emerald. However, he threw it back into the bag with the wood.

Lei Yang remembered that a guy once said in the ruins that this was the woody origin of the Five Elements. Since it is the origin of wood, there should be four other origins besides metal, water, fire, and earth.

"You only need to collect all five elements, but where are the sources of these elements" All kinds of questions kept appearing in Lei Yang's mind, but now that this person had fallen into a deep sleep, he couldn't learn more from them.

"Ah, it's really delicious. I don't know how long it will sleep. Looks like we'll have to wait" After careful consideration, Lei Yang felt that he couldn't tell the whole story clearly, and in the end he just didn't want to think about it. With a sigh, he began to gallop forward with all his heart.

Lei Yang walks in the mountains, harvesting all kinds of natural materials and local products, and time flies quickly. In the blink of an eye, he hadn't been on a tripod for a month

In the early morning, the cool breeze blew Lei Yang shivering. Now he was sitting on a green stone in the forest, with a satisfied smile in his eyes.

Just now, he just calculated his earnings. It was a good harvest. The jar was full of money. When he thought of those precious treasures in the storage bag, Lei Yang couldn't help but feel happy and satisfied.

During this month, Lei Yang followed the map in his head. He harvested all the treasures in the barren mountains, just like picking flowers in the back garden.

But that's just most of the treasure he gets, some of which are top-notch. He also spent a lot of time and experienced some thrilling escapes.

Because this map seems too long, and the terrain of this test road is changing over time. Some places are very different from the previous ones. Although the direction of the map has not changed, the records in the notes have changed, so there were also those exciting and dangerous experiences in the outbreak of Leiyang. (¥ new speed ¥ degree is the most &>.)

For example, Lei Yang once stepped on a red-feathered spirit grass on the map, but when he got there, he suddenly found that there was no red feathered spirit grass at all, but he accidentally fell into a dead place in the swamp.

In this mountain range, Leiyang.

At this time, on the top of a mountain not far in front of Lei Yang, dozens of monks were fighting each other.

Judging by their clothing and weapons, they were all monks from different sects. At this time, they were all on their respective battlefields, each exuding fluctuations of cultivation. In the event of a conflict, it will definitely be a fierce and chaotic war.

According to common sense, this clue is bloody. They were supposed to be killed for a long time, but at the moment, there were no fierce battles and clashes between them, because in the center of the mountain there was a strange flower.

This flower grows in the center of a large, dense thorn bush, but it is not connected to any of the thorn plants on the ground. It's like living in the void, sometimes illusory, sometimes solid, like the human soul.

There are two reasons why the monks don't go picking. The first reason is that they are afraid of bushes that flourish. The second reason is that they are afraid of the monks around them.

Obviously, that tricky issue is hard to deal with. It smells dangerous. Whoever rushes up first may become a stepping stone for the surrounding monks. Therefore, there is such a quiet confrontation at the top of the mountain. No one wants to be the first to eat crabs.

But everyone's temper and personality are different, and neither are these monks. Some of them are more anxious, while others are more stable, so it is clear that this senseless confrontation will not last long.

Sure enough, after a while, someone started talking. It may be a person with a stronger body and a more direct personality, so his temper is also more urgent. It was a middle-aged man with a sturdy body who spoke.

"Horse, if you don't do it, I'll do it myself" His voice was loud, like a bell.

However, he spoke for a long time, surrounded by dozens of monks on the edge of thorns, thorns in different directions, but like a wooden man, they turned a deaf ear to his speech, their eyes flashed, some of them were pensive, some of them just watched.

So, after the sound rumbled and spread, it fell into depression again.

"Ma, I don't believe you can fart and embroider at the same time. I have important things to do, so I won't accompany you here to enjoy the flowers. I'll go in and pick it myself. After that, I'll pat the big stock and walk away. That way you won't be too jealous," said the fierce middle-aged man, taking a few steps forward, closer to the edge of the thorns.

He's really tall. I'm afraid he's more than two meters tall. His terrifying muscles and bushy beard make him look like a big adult black bear.

What a brainless fool that guy is. He doesn't care what other people's eyes look like. He said he would do it as soon as possible. During the cultivation of his entire body, he suddenly landed on the ground with his hands on the ground and bent his four legs at the same time. His limbs immediately burst out with an explosive force, causing his whole person to instantly turn into a virtual shadow, flying towards the center, and the illusory flower disappeared. r>

However, at this very moment, the thorny bush immediately underwent a drastic change. Thorns, which used to look ordinary, can no longer be ordinary, suddenly emitted an indescribable smell of evil.

Breathe both like the devil and like the devil. In an instant, countless thorns and vines stretched out their tentacles. In an instant, they swept towards the middle-aged man who was shuttling through the void.

Although this strong middle-aged man moved very fast, and to the naked eye it looked like a virtual shadow, the tentacles under his feet protruded from the thorns faster. He couldn't avoid the tentacles at all. Its whole body was wrapped in tentacles, which then dragged it onto the thorns below.

Just then, a large mouth made of thorns suddenly appeared in the thorns below. The mouth is full of black mist. The tentacles pulled the middle-aged man down, and he swallowed him.

It's all slow, but in fact it's scary and amazing. This middle-aged man, once as strong as a black bear, was drowned out by the terrifying dark mist of his mouth even before he screamed. r>

Then they heard a startling chewing sound, the crunch of broken bones. At this time, the words clearly reached the ears of everyone on the top of the mountain. All the monks present were taken aback, and their spines were cold.

Although the monks did not speak much, it was clear that some of them wanted to retreat. Even if they are still firm in their hearts, most people will still have the mentality of waiting for the opportunity, and they really don't want to be a second middle-aged man.

Because the thorn bush is terrible.