The sun rose thirty times and set thirty more, which means that a whole month has passed.

In the past month, Zhao Zheng has been practicing hard except for eating, sleeping, and peeing. There are only two kinds of things he practiced, one is the Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutra, and the other is swordsmanship. Cultivating the former is very hard, and cultivating the latter is not only arduous, but also very testing of understanding.

Maha swordsmanship is one of the most swordsmanship tests in the world, because there is no strict routine for this swordsmanship, and every move and style needs to be created by the practitioner himself and mastered.

Zhao Zheng created many moves by himself and learned many moves, and the number of moves was enough, but there was still a lack of heat in terms of drawing and changing moves, and it took time and patience to polish it little by little. It's like a small stew, and the more you stew, the more flavorful it gets.

"Hey! Ha! ”

Zhao Zhengqing shouted twice, the long sword stabbed out, followed the sword, and made two moves in the blink of an eye, one was a self-created move, and the other was a move in the Pegasus swordsmanship. These two moves are used in a coherent manner, and they are very powerful and very smooth.

The tip of the First Life Sword shook lightly twice, and a sword qi came out of the sword and hit the trunk of the tree opposite, leaving a deep dent. The trunk of the tree was impacted, and green leaves fell from above, and one leaf fell on the scarred sword, and then slid down, swaying like a butterfly.

After Zhao Zheng finished a set of swordsmanship, he sat cross-legged on the ground and put the sword across his knees. He closed his eyes, recalled the move, looked for the flaws, and thought about how to optimize them to make them more powerful. A sassy figure with a sword flipped and moved in his mind, jumping around, and in the blink of an eye, he made seventeen or eighteen moves.

After he had thought enough. Open your eyes. It was discovered that a ray of twilight had appeared in the western sky. The verdant forest is dyed with a red glow. This scenery was so beautiful that he couldn't help but take a few more looks, but he soon threw himself into the cultivation in full swing.

He practiced swords, thinking, swordsmanship, thinking, the combination of movement and stillness, constantly polishing a move and a style, sometimes a small change can make the old move look new, more subtle and sharp.

The sun sank on the horizon. The trees in the distance seemed to be on fire.

Zhao Zheng's stomach seemed to have a tacit understanding with the sun, and when the sun set, his stomach also growled and protested against him.

People are iron and steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic, and if you don't eat enough, how can you have the strength to practice swords.

Zhao Zheng returned the sword into the sheath and walked to the river, intending to stab a few fish and keep them for roasting and eating at night. The forest is very dense, and there is no shortage of food and fruit. Occasionally, you can catch a little game such as hares and roe deer, and beat your teeth for sacrifice.

Where to practice. The small river and the treehouse are all very close to each other, and it will take you a quarter of an hour to walk slowly.

The river flows, the waves hit the round stones, moistening the moss on them, colliding with a pleasant sound, and the palm-long fish frolicking in groups at the bottom of the river.

Zhao Zheng stood a foot away from the river, so as not to disturb the fish, and his eyes were fixed on the river. He looked at it for a while, then suddenly drew his sword and jumped, jumped to the surface of the river in the air, and stabbed his sword with a slash. The sword circled the bottom of the river, stabbing the three swimming fish in a string.

When he landed again, his toes hit the stones.

After about a breath, the fish at the bottom of the river reacted and spread out in all directions, some hiding in the water and grass, and some in the cracks in the rocks.

Three fish were enough to eat, and Zhao Zheng stabbed these three fish, returned with a full load, and returned to the tree house.

In the treehouse, there are corresponding cooking utensils, as well as sweet potatoes, potatoes, mushrooms, wild vegetables and other foods that he digs in the forest on weekdays, which can be eaten with grilled fish.

Climbing up to the treehouse, he opened the wooden door and casually said I'm back. In fact, there was no one in this house, only he lived alone, and the reason why he had nothing to talk to himself was just to relieve his loneliness a little. Once inside, he walked straight to the large wooden box where the food was stored, ready to find some ingredients from it. But as soon as he took a step, he was dumbfounded.

There were three wooden boxes in the room, one was dedicated to storing the items he had brought from reality, such as the Gengyang Golden Pill needed to cultivate the Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutras, one was dedicated to storing the supplies provided by the copy, and the other was empty, specifically for food and sundries, and so on. Normally, except for the box where the food is stored, the other two boxes are covered, but now all three boxes are open!

Zhao Zheng has a good memory, and he clearly remembers that he covered two of the boxes before leaving, and there is no problem of misremembering.

That is, the three boxes were opened by someone else.

Thinking of this explanation, Zhao Zheng's back suddenly felt hairy, and a chill rose in his chest.

If this kind of thing happens in the real world, there is nothing to be afraid of, it is just a thief. It's different here, it's a closed world in a dungeon, a space of its own. It stands to reason that he should be the only one here, and there shouldn't be a second person.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and this demon is very terrifying.

Zhao Zheng's breathing became rapid, and his brows furrowed. He boldly walked to the three wooden boxes, looked inside, and found that all three wooden boxes were empty, and there was nothing left, except for a layer of floating soil on the bottom of the wooden boxes where the food was stored.

The thing is missing, which means that someone must have stolen it, further proving that there is a second person in this enclosed space!

"Hell ......"

Zhao Zheng was terrified in his heart, and his hair was a little hairy, this sudden change completely exceeded his expectations.

He'd been here once before, for a year, but it was business as usual, and nothing like this had ever happened today.

Zhao Zheng only felt that his head was a little messy, so he forced himself to calm down, sat on the edge of the bed, and thought carefully.

The existence of the copy itself is an existence beyond common sense, which seems to be unreasonable. But in fact, this supernormal existence has another set of rules, and everything is done according to the rules. Today's theft broke the original rules of the dungeon. As for why such an anomaly occurred, it is impossible to guess now, and it is useless to guess blindly.

For the sake of the present. Only Duoduo collects clues. Fight to find the person who stole something. In this way, all mysteries will be solved.

After sorting out the clues and making a plan, Zhao Zheng was much more relieved. He stood up and searched the house, looking for clues. Skynet is magnificent and unleaking, and the thief who steals will always leave something here. He searched carefully and found two strange footprints on the ground, and also saw three sharp scratches on the inner wall of the wooden box.

There are clearly no shoes on the footprints. It is barefoot, the soles of the feet are slightly smaller than those of adults, and the shape is a little deformed.

The scratches are not deep, only three shallow marks, and if you don't look closely, you can't even see them.

Relying on these clues, I can't guess too much information, at most, I can guess that the thief is not tall, and he may have kung fu such as eagle claw power in his hands.

With two footprints, it is possible that there will be a third. Fourth, fifth.

Zhao Zheng came out of the house. I searched outside the wooden house, and sure enough, I found a few more footprints on the ground.

The footprints here are a little clearer due to the soft ground outside.

This footprint is really special, very deformed, the soles of the feet are half-moon shaped, and the toes are very narrow, like fingers.

The more Zhao Zheng looked at it, the more strange he felt, and suddenly he suddenly realized, slapped his head, and revealed all the mysteries.

The footprints are not human, they are animal!

It makes sense that the things in the hut were not stolen by people, but by animals. The area of the deep mountain old forest dungeon is unprecedentedly large, and the surrounding area is all dense and large, and it is normal for some animals to be a little. This dungeon space only belongs to Zhao Zheng alone, and it is impossible for a second person to appear.

Judging by the shape of the footprints, as well as the act of stealing, the animal should be a monkey.

There are footprints, and it shouldn't be difficult to find this monkey's lair.

Zhao Zheng didn't have much heart to eat fish, so he hung all the fish he had just gotten on the branches, and then followed the footprints to track down the evil monkey. He didn't want anything else, he had to get those Gengyang Jindans back, and without that, he wouldn't be able to cultivate the Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutras.

The ground is full of flowers and plants, and footprints and traces lurk in them, which need to be carefully discerned to be discovered.

While searching, Zhao Zheng amplified his hearing and listened to the wind and grass around him. If there were large animals running and walking, he would be able to hear them. He followed the footprints all the way, and this walk was a full seven miles, but he didn't expect the monkey to run so far.

Just when Zhao Zheng was looking a little impatiently, a strange sound suddenly came from not far away, which sounded obviously from an animal. His eyes lit up, and he lightened his steps and walked in the direction from which the voice came. The further I went, the louder the sound became, and after walking about fifty steps, a monkey appeared under the root of the tree in front of me.

To be precise, it was an ape, a white-haired and red-faced ape, more than half a man tall, with arms hanging down and long nails. It was sitting on the ground at this time, fiddling with a round Gengyang Jindan, and seemed to be very interested in this thing. At the foot of it in front of it, there were many things scattered, including clothing, food, and cooking utensils, which were exactly the ones that Zhao Zheng had lost.

Zhao Zheng was just about to have a seizure, when he suddenly noticed something unusual, and stopped his movements in time.

The ape in front of him doesn't seem to be an ordinary ape, but a red-faced white ape that is rare in the world!

The red-faced white ape is an extremely rare and special ape. This ape moves sensitively, and its body is like electricity, jumping up and down, as if it is driving a cloud. The strength of this ape is not small, and its claws have the power of gravel, and if you scratch it with one claw, you can even scratch the skin of a tiger to open the flesh. What's even more special is that this ape is very intelligent and good at imitation and learning, and it only needs to watch it once to make some special movements in front of it.

The red-faced white ape's favorite thing to learn is martial arts, and it is often seen to be learned once and displayed after learning, which is better than most martial artists. When a red-faced white ape learns enough martial arts, it can even integrate them and create some new martial arts on its own!

The martial arts created by the white ape are very subtle and practical, even more powerful than the martial arts created by most martial arts masters. In ancient times, there were people who worshipped the white ape as a teacher, learned a white ape swordsmanship, and used this swordsmanship to defeat all the heroes of the world. This swordsmanship was later regarded as the best martial arts, but unfortunately it was unfortunately lost in the long river of history.

In the period of a hundred schools of thought, occasionally someone could meet the white ape by luck, in later dynasties. Very few people can see white apes. There are fewer and fewer of these amazing species. Nearly extinct.

Whoever is lucky enough to meet the red-faced white ape. There is hope that from the white ape, some exquisite martial arts that cannot be learned from humans.

It was a very lucky thing to meet the red-faced white ape.

Zhao Zheng never expected that he could encounter such a rare red-faced white ape in the deep mountains and old forests, and he even thought that he was dazzled or mistaken. But under careful identification, there is indeed no dazzle, and there is indeed no mistake. The one on the other side was red-faced. The great ape, which has white hair, is the famous red-faced white ape, and there is no mistake.

"It's really lucky to meet the red-faced white ape here, and I don't know if it's a creature that is already in this dungeon, or a creature that randomly enters." Zhao Zheng's heart was full of suspicions, and at the same time became hot. If he can get the guidance of the red-faced white ape, he will improve by leaps and bounds in swordsmanship and martial arts, and become a lot stronger.

The question now is how to approach this red-faced white ape. And how to establish a good relationship with the other party. Only by becoming friends with the red-faced white ape can you hope to learn peerless martial arts from the red-faced white ape.

The red-faced white ape is smart though. But it won't be able to speak, let alone communicate with people, don't expect to fool it with a three-inch tongue.

If you can't communicate, you can only use things like food to show favor, and there is no other good way.

Zhao Zheng had the heart to retreat temporarily, and went back to prepare some food to come over, but he was afraid that the delay would be too long, causing the white ape to leave. After careful consideration, he gritted his teeth and decided to take a risk first, meet with the white ape first, and then make other plans.

If it rushed over all at once, it would inevitably arouse the vigilance of the white ape, so Zhao Zheng slowed down his pace and walked forward in small steps.

The red-faced white ape's hearing was very keen, and his left ear moved slightly, and he immediately noticed that someone was approaching, and shook his face to look at Zhao Zheng's side.

Zhao Zheng raised his hands and smiled, trying to be as gentle as possible.

The red-faced white ape was not gentle at all, it immediately showed an angry face, grinned at Zhao Zheng, hissing and roaring in its throat and eyes, and the snow-white hair on its body also stood up, and the volume was fluffy in a large circle.

In order to show goodwill, Zhao Zheng hurriedly stopped and stood about two feet away.

"Hello Brother Ape, all the things under your feet are mine." Zhao Zheng said calmly, smiled and pointed to the big mess under the white ape's heel, and then pointed to his nose.

The white ape stared at Zhao Zheng's hand tightly, his eyes rolled, and he seemed to understand what Zhao Zheng meant. It became even more angry, and quickly lowered its body, and probe claws gathered the large stall to its side, asserting its ownership.

Zhao Zheng smiled bitterly, it seemed that the other party didn't have the consciousness of a thief at all, and he didn't plan to return the things to him.

In the current situation, let alone learning martial arts from the white ape, how to recapture those things is a big problem.

Since it is a problem, it is not so easy to solve, and if it is not so easy to solve, there is no need to rush to solve it.

Zhao Zheng unexpectedly relaxed, sat on the ground with a fart, and met the white ape.

When a person is sitting, they are much less threatening than when they are standing. Seeing this, the white ape stopped baring his teeth and grinned, and was a little more honest.

This man and ape looked at each other in the twilight light, which seemed somewhat comical.

Zhao Zheng recalled one thing, if he looked at the animal, it might anger the animal, in order not to annoy the white ape, he simply lowered his gaze a little, not to look at the white ape's pair of bright and thief eyes. In this way, the attitude of the white ape eased a little.

The white ape relaxed a little, and began to look at Zhao Zheng up and down, looking up and down more than a dozen times, and also raised his nose and sniffed.

At this moment, Zhao Zheng's stomach growled, and the sound was like a frog's croaking, which could be heard from afar. After such a long time, his stomach was already hungry, and if he had something to eat, he could eat five big steamed buns in one meal.

Hearing the scream of Zhao Zheng's stomach, the white ape blinked, as if it was funny, and there was another bared grin, but it was not the kind of angry grinning, but a smile.

"Brother Ape, I'm hungry, go find something to eat first, and when I'm done eating, we'll continue to meet each other." Zhao Zheng saw that the white ape's attitude was good, so he stood up boldly, and looked around, looking for something to eat. He soon found a mulberry plant, walked over and picked a bunch, and ate it in a big gulp. The mulberries were sweet and delicious, and he ate three skewers in one go, dyeing his mouth purple.

Seeing Zhao Zheng eating casually, the red-faced white ape didn't know which evil he had fallen into, or what kind of stimulation he had received, and suddenly became angry again, and threw the Gengyang Golden Pill on his paw towards Zhao Zheng. Its strength is extremely great, but the accuracy is a little worse, and it is a little higher, and after Gengyang Jindan flew out, it ran to the top of Zhao Zheng's head.

Don't look at Zhao Zheng's mouth eating, but his attention has not relaxed at all, and he has been expanding his five senses, always paying attention to the every move of the red-faced white ape. As soon as he saw that the white ape was angry, he also threw the Gengyang Golden Pill over, and hurriedly stared at the flying golden pill, reached out his dragon-like hand, and copied it in the palm of his hand.

Zhao Zheng only felt a sharp pain in his palm, but it was not injured. He spread out his palm with a smile, so that the white ape could see the Gengyang Jindan on the palm of his hand, and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Ape for returning the lost property, if you are free, you might as well return the rest of the lost property to me, I am really grateful." (To be continued......)