The original red glow on the body of the divine beast and the illuminated image now turned into a scorching fluorescence, and it kept muttering something in its mouth, sounding obviously not very happy, but it was able to continue to guide and illuminate the way without always provoking annoying enemies in this environment.

It's just that the scope and effect of the lighting have been greatly reduced, and those who follow it have to be more vigilant now.

Moreover, if you want to pass through a shrub that is nearly human-high, the eyes will not play much role, and you can only rely on the judgment and rely on the breath to decide.

As the tall beasts squeezed through the bushes, the people behind followed them, and immediately the moths paid attention to them. When the Inquisitor says a little farther away from the moths, he means that when people can see them, they will attack.

So as soon as they moved, several Che Moths flew straight from a distance! How far away is it from the moth? He Ming didn't bother to complain, holding the sword in his hand, ready to kill them when they were close enough to enter, otherwise it would be extremely troublesome to kill the scales scattered on their wings.

Fortunately, after so many battles and training, He Ming's skills are now considered to be a master, plus he holds a giant sword with a handle as long as a person, and the Che Moth still can't fly very high, and the Che Moth that flies over in turn, every time they get close to them, they will flash with a bright cold light, and the Che Moth is cut into two pieces by an assassination swordsmanship.

As soon as they are attacked, they will immediately spill the scales from their wings, and luckily this distance is just enough not to hurt anyone.

And since the first moth flew towards them, the plants around them had obviously made all kinds of squirming movements, and all the animals lurking here avoided them. In this ecosystem, these moths seem to be notorious and hated by everyone.

The inquisitor sighed in admiration: "It's amazing, such an exaggerated weapon has been played so steadily for you, if I would definitely not be able to play such a heavy thing." ”

He Ming didn't know what the judge thought in his heart, but it was very likely that he would hit the head as soon as he opened his mouth, he just said thank you to the judge and shut up. Because according to Ye Zilansuo, as a warrior's interrogation at that time, the expectations were much higher than He Ming at that time.

On the fourth floor of the stone tomb, the only correct route is to start from the intersection, walk a short distance to the west, then walk along the south to the end, and then turn around and walk all the way to the west, which has been checked by the calculation of the guardian and He Ming's dream.

But this path was not as good as the second path they had taken on the third floor, and it was a narrow road all the way, and from time to time there would be obstacles that could only squeeze through a few people, and the ferns that grew so luxuriantly and as tall as shrubs were that it was simply difficult to walk.

At the beginning, He Ming recovered his physical strength and state to the peak because he ate those plants, and steadily killed many of the moths that flew towards them, but on this long road, the moths really flew towards them in a steady stream.

And although the plants in that belly provided good energy and physical strength, because they were juicy and completely leafy, it didn't take long for him to feel his stomach growl, and then his arms and legs were sore, weak, and a little trembling.

According to the route, they should have walked a short and half distance on this level, because He Ming was exhausted from hunger and repeated use of heavy thunderbolts.

When another nasty Che Moth fluttered its pink wings and flew towards them, He Ming swung his sword over, but he didn't play the assassination sword technique, not to mention, his head was also off, and he directly let the Che Moth bypass the sword blade and pounce on him.

The eyes of the judge are fast, and the dragon pattern sword brings out a sword qi of gold and silver, and the sound of wiping makes this nasty guy become two halves, and then he sees that He Ming is as if he has taken a bath, only to see beads of sweat the size of beans on his face, and there is still hot air on his head, I don't know whether it is hot sweat or cold sweat, in short, he is soaked.

"Hey, young people can't be too reckless, you see, I'm weak. Otherwise, if you fall into the root of the disease, you will not be happy in the future, I tell you. ”

Ye Zilan said: "Almost, although you are exercising him, it is also very useful, you still have to stop in moderation!" ”

He Ming, who had just vowed not to speak to the inquisitor again, finally raised his head. Xiang asked the interrogator: "Senior, can you help me get some more of that kind of young leaves?" ”

So the interrogator asked the two of them to stop at a very shallow place with weeds and sit down, turned around and continued to collect that kind of plant, He Ming saw him leave, and then quietly asked Ye Zilan:

"This plant is really amazing, I feel that my physical strength is restored as soon as I eat it, and even the fatigue of my muscles is eliminated.

Ye Zilan said: "Only this kind of person can distinguish the ingredients clearly, but in terms of taste, it is very similar to the blue plant grass outside, which is an expensive and rare medicinal material for making mana potions. And the natural way of guarding can improve its effect, you can use it as a tonic medicine. ”

"Nourish...... Tonic medicine? The kind that starts with a pack of tonic medicine for a gold coin in a pack of warriors in Beach City? Shall we eat it? ”

Ye Zilan looked at him indifferently: "What makes you think that the ninth-rate medicine bags made by those liars can be compared to this?" These are genuine effects, and those things are not processed and refined by Taoist priests of this level, and eating for a year may not be worthy of your meal. ”

He Ming's whole body was petrified, and no matter how many times he was killed, he wouldn't think about these answers. Because the other party was Ye Zilan, he felt that he could still ask more questions if he had any questions.

"Wouldn't it hurt a senior to do these things? And doesn't Beechcraft have a professional person to process and make these drugs? ”

Ye Zilan looked a little powerless to complain, and said to He Ming:

"You, the production of medicinal herbs like this is called alchemy among Taoist priests. Daoists who have cultivated to an extremely high level can perfectly integrate with nature and eliminate the side effects and unfavorable impurities in these herbs, otherwise it is a three-part poison, and how much damage you have to suffer if you take more tonics.

"As much as you gain, you have to lose as much as you want, but in the realm of judgment, the damage should be minimal, and the herb itself also has the ability to restore mana. As for selling medicines, do you think Taoist priests of the level of Tianzun or Qing Shui would mix in to sell medicines? ”

It's a waste if they don't go to the pharmacy! He Ming didn't dare to say this, why can't people play their role optimally? Although he knew the answer in his heart, he always felt that this was not the best.

Who is the interrogator? A rumbling protest interrupted He Ming's thoughts, and the inquisitor collected a large pile of leaves again.

After the interrogator cast the purification spell like a spring breeze, when he began to divide the herbs again (this time the share given to He Ming was obviously more), He Ming still couldn't help but ask about the interrogator:

"Senior! How could there be so many precious medicinal herbs in this place? It would be great if you could make the most of them. ”

The guard smiled and said: "This plant component is indeed a bit like the blue grass, but this is a fern, and it is not the same as the herbaceous blue grass, and the blue plant grass is not a precious plant in the first place, but it grows extremely slowly, and it takes more than three years to become a tree. ”

Then he smiled meaningfully at He Ming, so that He Ming didn't know why. However, this did not affect them in the slightest to continue to enjoy this feast of cows or deer, after having enough knowledge of these things, He Ming cherished every bite and chewed slowly, and finished his share cleaner than last time.

This herb has been examined and purified to purify most of the harmful impurities, so the ingredients are mainly real tonic efficacy and water, even if you really eat it, it will be digested quickly, but He Ming's almost depleted physical energy is reborn.

After watching He Ming eat the last bite carefully, the judge said to him solemnly:

"You've already replenished your stamina twice with this kind of stuff today, they contain a lot of energy, which can restore strength and strengthen your body, but too much use will not only make you dependent on them, but also cause permanent damage to you, reducing the upper limit of your strength, so you can't eat it again today, understand?"

He Ming took a deep breath, nodded, and then prepared to take the lead and continue to be the scavenger of the moth, while the interrogator said:

"It's good for you to go along, and only shoot when you encounter too many enemies, fighting like that just now, although it can exercise your arm strength and accuracy very well, and now you have forcibly recovered your physical strength, if you repeatedly overconsume, it is easy to cause serious strains!"

He Ming looked at them a little stunned, and found that Ye Zilan nodded and smiled at himself, only to understand that these two people really regarded themselves as a promising junior to cultivate. He honestly got up and followed them.

This time, the moths who came to make trouble again let the judge show off his exquisite swordsmanship, and every move and style dazzled He Ming, and he couldn't help but secretly imitate every move of the judge in his heart.

He Ming's extraordinary swiftness and exaggerated weaponry, but the Inquisitor could always settle the battle with a flash of his sword before the Moth approached.

After reaching the bottom of the road to the south, they continued to the west and turned right, and the road continued until they reached the fifth level of the tomb, but soon after turning the corner, they found that the vegetation was no longer so luxuriant, and the various horn flies and the ubiquitous Chemoth were also rare.

"In this environment, such an abrupt change is absolutely wrong! The natural ecology here is normal, there must be some other reason, we better be vigilant!. ”

Most of the originally dense bushes on this section of the road were broken by brushing, as if they had been harvested, and as if they had been eaten by something. The diet of the animals here in the stone tomb is still unknown, but the only one who can bite these things so neatly and cleanly is probably the scorpion snake.