The climb is far from a safe point.

At least the people of Yingguo and the creatures of the cave can come to this place.

Xu Zhi looked at the place where the puppet stand-in was placed, and the puppets were almost in a forest.

In the past thousand years, there are so many people in Yingguo who have the cultivation qualification of "Immortal Secret Art".

There are at least 10,000 puppets as far as the eye can see.

It had grown into a tree over time, as if it were a branch of the giant tree.

The more recent puppet still retains its fresh shape, barely inserting itself into Jianmu's torso.

"It's the same as tree grafting," Yan Jinbai said with a smile.

He casually touched the puppet stand-in of Yanagi Somoto, this puppet was far larger than the two puppets he held in his hand at the time, it had grown to more than a meter tall, and small leaves had grown on it, as if the puppet had more hair, and it looked like a tree man potted plant.

"If we cut these puppets, I'm afraid the people of Yingguo will cry until the sky is dark."

Yan Jinbai casually tore off the pile of leaves on the head of the puppet of Yanagi Zongyuan, but he couldn't beat Yanagi Zongyuan, and he could still use the other party's puppet to get angry.

"It's a pity that Tsuda Shahe is dead, Senior Brother Xu, what about the elegant ghost who bullied you, look for it, let's take his puppet and make the old man cry" Gu Yuxi said the last sentence, and went to the puppet excitedly.

There were only five or six hundred new puppets, and the names were engraved on the back of the puppets, so it was not difficult for her to find the real ones.

"Yingguo people have both good and bad things, don't cut them all, they are all thinking about what enemies they have, and it's good for them to suffer a wave of losses."

Xu Zhi rubbed his hands, he was obviously very intentional, and he didn't kill the people of Yingguo, but just made some people suffer a lot by the way, breaking the skills of these people's "Immortal Secret Technique", and possibly causing some serious mental damage.

Yan Jin Bai glanced at the small leaves of Yanagi Zongyuan, which obviously made Xu Zhi very satisfied, and he also touched the bare head of Yanagi Zongyuan's puppet by the way.

"Yanagi Zongyuan seems to be crying, you can see that his puppet's head is full of juice," Qian Tong said, pointing to the puppet.

"Juice?"

Xu Zhi flipped the palm of his hand, only to see a little reddish juice stained between the palms of his hands, and there was a faint smell of blood.

"Walk You"

Gu Yuxi, who was rummaging on the side, obviously found the target, she knocked on the head of the Yagui puppet, and then flew out.

"Snap"

The head of the grassy puppet flew out, as if a real person had cut off its neck, and a stream of pale red juice shot out from the gap in the puppet, as if a small fountain of the human body had been opened.

"This smells familiar."

Gu Yuxi's inner aura flickered, and he dipped his fingers in those red juices and sniffed them a little.

"It's quite familiar, we drank a bowl more than half a month ago."

Xu Zhi rubbed the juice on his hands, in his perception, this juice has not yet reached the level of recovery, it can only be regarded as sufficient blood and qi, and ordinary people can recover some qi and blood by drinking it.

"We're drinking their blood?"

Xu Zhi explained a few words, and the other three suddenly felt bad.

"It should be a derivative, and besides, we don't drink less blood, pig blood, chicken blood, duck blood, snake blood or something, last year, my senior brother and I drank a lot of expired Dabao blood," Xu Zhi comforted.

"That's not the same as human blood," Yan Jinbai said.

"This juice is not human blood now, the essence blood of the cultivator is just a catalyst, after experiencing the influence of this giant tree, it is slowly transformed into this kind of thing to restore injuries, and this juice seems to be able to expel the poison."

Xu Zhi casually found a puppet tree that was relatively old, and inserted it with his sword, and the red juice flowed out instantly.

Inferior blood of life.

Like the bowl they had drunk earlier, the puppet tree gave a 100-milliliter bottle of mineral water with the blood of life.

There is more than one puppet tree in front of him, Xu Zhi looked at the dense puppet tree, and for the first time felt that it was very troublesome to have too many recovery pills, they died and drank it, and so many trees couldn't drink it all.

"The best healing medicine for the people of Yingguo is the Nine Gods Bihua Pill, it seems that no one has ever mentioned this juice."

"Can this thing be brought to the outside world, and will the effect fade?"

"Xu Zhi, can you store this kind of juice in that space?"

Although the source is a little taboo, but the effect is good, it is not to be taken care of, and everyone is gearing up for a while, ready to bleed these puppet trees one by one.

"I don't know how long I can leave it on or if the effect will go away, but it still looks normal."

Several large buckets of water were taken out by Xu Zhi.

There is no need to say more about this posture, just Xu Zhi, a plastic bucket with a capacity of twenty liters, can hold the sap of hundreds of puppet trees.

"Whether it's useful or not, let's catch it first, anyway, we don't have anything else to do except run for our lives."

The little puppet tree missed directly, and everyone picked the old tree to start.

They weren't the first to do it, and Xu Zhi had seen openings in many trees to get the sap.

The older the puppet tree gets, the deeper the concentration of its sap, and although it is also inferior to the blood of life, its ability to recover may be much stronger.

But the sap of these old trees is not too much, it may be that the body has been drained by bloodletting for a long time.

The more juice accumulates in the plastic vat, Xu Zhi is also a little satisfied.

Even if these juices return to the real world and fail, they will have a relatively strong recovery ability until they fail, at least in the cave.

Although he possessed medical magic, Xu Zhi was not able to unleash this healing technique infinitely, in case everyone was injured, relying on this juice to recover would save him a lot of magic.

Werewolf guards and lizardman guards have their own strengths, the former is good at melee combat, the latter is good at long-range shooting and magic, and some guards have some secret techniques that Xu Zhi doesn't know very well.

This cave is combined with the cultivation system of the outside world, and the development is quite strange.

The ability of the inhabitants in the stone city is slightly worse, but the strength of the guards of the four palaces on Jianmu mostly has some characteristics at the expert level, and the strength of some of the guards even has the demeanor of master cultivators, and they can directly fight with the cultivators of Yingguo.

If there is a scuffle with the searching guards, it is inevitable that some injuries will be taken during the scuffle.

Storing this powerful restorative sap is also a good idea.

The four of them were just happy to skin and dig holes to bleed, and suddenly heard a sound of scolding, and immediately stopped what they were doing.

"They're chasing them so quickly?"

"The people of Yingguo are too substandard, and we have only been resting for less than an hour."

"Will those two great grandmasters be killed?"

The four of them held their breath, and their figures also hid behind the big puppet tree.

With the powerful recovery juice in hand, if there are not many pursuers, they will take care of this group by the way.

After a while, I saw four wolf-headed people emerge in the distance, and they were the ones who muttered the loudest.

At this time, the four werewolves were carrying the body of Yanagi Zongyuan, shouting and cursing all the way.

The deeper the cultivation, the more different the cultivator's physique becomes, although the size of the form looks similar, the quality is already completely different.

For example, Huang Putu's body is nearly 300 kilograms, and Tuo Guhong's body weighs half a ton, which can be called a thousand catties.

Yanagi Zongyuan is naturally not light.

Xu Zhi and the others felt some inconvenience when they climbed here, and they relied on wayfinding to walk smoothly, not to mention these werewolves who had to carry people on their backs, and it was not surprising that they scolded the sky.

After a while, another werewolf appeared, and this time it was Ju Zi Wenyi.

As if out of a funeral, a body that was still breathing, or a corpse that had lost its breath, was carried by the palace guards to the puppet forest.