Such a Jiang Di has the shadow of the Jiang Di she first knew.

That person is that person after all, even if he has experienced an unknown number of reincarnations.

Jiang Di, who was just completely injured and cut the hole again, was not heavy this time, and the dripping blood was also caught by her with an empty bottle.

It is a waste of blood rich in aura like this to fall to the ground.

I still hate letting some people take advantage of it.

It's better to keep it yourself, and see if there is a need to cut blood to save people in the future, and then reuse it directly, which can be regarded as a certain degree of thrift.

The monk who had decided to use the breath tracking technique again because of the loss of sense of direction around the stone forest succeeded in finding Jiang Di's location this time, and Jiang Di looked at the galloping Edgeworth monk and stumbled towards the stone forest.

Jiang Di, who didn't have any hope that the monks would see anything, deliberately ran very slowly.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Di, who easily let the monks who were chasing him follow him into the stone forest, after making sure that this group of pursuers had entered the stone forest, he turned a few corners and ran straight into the stone that blocked the way into the center of the stone forest maze.

"The IQ of these monks generally does not seem to be high."

Putting his hand on a stone that was not high, Jiang Di, who was tired of running, slowly panted evenly.

"It's also that this body hasn't cultivated seriously, otherwise it would have been forced to this point by these low-level cultivators." Jiang Di, who stuffed a small pill into his mouth again, saw that the medicine bottle containing the pill had bottomed out, and he was distressed, and at the same time, he hurriedly seized the time to start pranayama.

Jiang Di knows that he has a plug-in and a strong foreign aid, but in the final analysis, such a host identity and such a task world exist to train himself, if he blindly uses the power of the plug-in with the help of foreign aid, hiding behind others, he will not be able to know what he really wants for the rest of his life.

Even if you know it, I'm afraid you won't be able to get it.

The monks who followed him into the stone forest had already begun to curse at this time, trying to break the formation violently.

Jiang Di, who was leaning on the stone, sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power in the stone, dragged his tired and heavy body to the side, and found that a projection-like existence appeared on the stone opposite.

The whole experience looks like watching a movie.

One thing to say, the special effects are good.

Jiang Di, who hadn't noticed anything else, locked his eyes on one of the strangely dressed monks when he switched images on the stone wall.

She didn't know anyone else, but she was still very impressed by this monk in a green robe and a big red belt.

I saw the monk dancing there alone, his expression frightened, and he should be screaming loudly when he looked at the shape of his mouth.

Just when Jiang Di was puzzled, the shadows in the picture began to move, approaching the emotional monk unhurriedly or slowly.

"He's shouting a lot of snakes?" Jiang Di, who had known lip language for a while, could barely tell what the green-robed monk was talking about from the shape of his mouth.

"The way these shadows move, that's how snakes move." Yan Xi said after looking at it carefully.

"There are no living creatures in the stone forest, and it is impossible for there to be so many snakes." Jiang Di's perception of the breath of life is not weaker than Yan Xi's, there is very little breath of life in the wasteland, and it is even less likely that there are living creatures in such a lifeless stone forest maze.

After watching the silent movie for a while, Jiang Di began to devote his attention to studying the stone he had touched.

If it was just a simple maze, there was no need to arrange such a large stone forest.

If it is adapted to local conditions, there is a stone forest first and then a stone forest maze, but only a maze is set up in such a good place, and there is also a suspicion of destroying the heavens.

Carefully manipulating his spiritual power to move along the trajectory of the stone's spiritual power, Jiang Di quickly figured out the true power of this stone forest maze.

The direct lethality is not large.

The superficial maze is not dangerous.

But that's just the surface.

There are several formations hidden under the ordinary maze of the Stone Forest Maze.

One is that the maze is superimposed on the maze and then superimposed on the phantom array, in the big maze, when I thought I was going out, I actually walked to the death door of another maze, and there was a phantom array that was not dangerous in itself.

And the phantom array has a characteristic, that is, what the people who enter the formation see is what they think.

All the emotions of the person who is trapped in the phantom array will be magnified, whether it is fear or sadness, if the heart is thinking about the things that he fears the most, then the possibility of being scared to death will be quite high.

"Such a phantom array, except for the fact that you can hurt yourself, the damage caused by other things will not affect the physical body of the substance, unless it is a mirror illusion array, and the person in the mirror is also a person in the fantasy, and all of them will be damaged."

Jiang Di, who was not interested in the dense snakes, fumbled and switched channels.

This time he was a beggar-like monk dressed in tatters, but the unsightly coarse cloth bag hanging from his waist was an extremely precious storage bag in the mortal world.

"This kind of storage bag, if you put it in the spiritual world, can sell it for a good price."

Yan Xi intuitively felt that Jiang Di thought of something that was not very friendly to those low-level monks, and when he saw Jiang Di switching the phantom array scenes of several monks in a row, he nodded with satisfaction, and when his eyes fell on the storage bag that contained all the monks' net worth, he understood why Jiang Di was satisfied.

This group of chasers are all monks with relatively high status in the mortal realm, and low-level monks at the bottom of the spiritual realm.

Although the storage bag should be divided into good and bad according to the quality, and the size of the storage space in it should be divided into high and low levels, but the cheapest storage bag is also something that an ordinary low-level monk cannot have.

Then they each have one or even two or three storage bags, either because they come from the wrong way, or because they are given benefits by the people above.

Not everyone will do anything for the growth of cultivation, and there are many more people who are willing to work for money than this group of people.

gave instructions to Chao Ji, who had already been unable to hold back, Jiang Di stood up and stretched his arms and legs and twisted his neck again, the soreness still existed, even if the physical state had recovered under the effect of the drug, the discomfort seemed to exist mentally.

The spisks grew on the branches that did not grow leaves, the teeth were extremely white, the hair was tied into two small tugging, the red belly and tiger head shoes, and the temperament of a one-year-old child who was one meter tall.

The smile was also very sweet, and when she appeared out of thin air in front of the monk who had barely regained consciousness and controlled the initiative of the body, it scared people enough.

The monk who had not escaped from the phantom array was unconsciously wrapped in several layers of thorny twigs.

The hands and feet were tightly tied, so the piece around the waist was left for Jiang Di.