Under the reflection of the torches, countless towering and verdant ancient trees come into view, and disappear into the darkness in the distance.

Feng Chenglin looked confused: "How can there be a big tree here?" Shouldn't we be underground? ”

If it weren't for the fact that he still remembered what happened just now, he really thought that he had gone to the wrong place.

Ling Luoyu swept around with his divine sense, his eyebrows slightly clustered.

"The rocks here are faulty, and they must have been caused by earthquakes!"

"Earthquakes? What do you mean? ”

"When there was an earthquake, the ground collapsed, and the trees above it fell, and then it continued to grow here, and eventually became such an ancient forest...... That's why the air here is so fresh! ”

Ling Luoyu lit the torch again, handed it to Feng Chenglin, and took the lead towards the ancient forest.

Feng Chenglin gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Who founded this Dao Academy?" It's also a pervert! ”

Complaining is complaining, but he still hurriedly followed, so as not to fall behind.

At this time, he finally agreed with Beihai Shield's words.

In this place, with his cultivation, he can't play at all.

After walking for about half an hour, Ling Luoyu suddenly stopped and turned his head to look behind him with a strange expression.

Feng Chenglin was horrified by her: "Sanshao, what are you looking at?" ”

"Leafless Wind!"

"Huh?!"

"Shh

Ling Luoyu suddenly extinguished the torch and silently flashed behind the ancient tree on one side of the wind into the forest.

Before half a pillar of incense came out, a burst of clothes and hunting sounds came into my ears.

Feng Chenglin subconsciously pinched Ling Luoyu's arm, but was gagged.

It didn't take long for the light of a torch to shine into his eyes.

Leafless Wind held a torch and leaped over.

He stopped and went, occasionally looking at the trees around him, as if looking for something.

After he passed, Ling Luoyu then looked at the ancient trees he had inspected, and finally saw a strange symbol on the body of a tree.

Judging by the traces of the symbols, time has been a long time.

Feng Chenglin was confused: "What are you doing, dumb?" ”

The corners of Ling Luoyu's lips fainted a wicked smile: "Follow him!" ”

In order to avoid being noticed by Wuye, Ling Luoyu took the lead in following, and the hairball led Feng Chenglin to lag behind, following Ling Luoyu's breath.

Wherever the leafless wind walked, Ling Luoyu could always see the imprints of those symbols.

Finally, an hour later, he stopped in front of an ancient tree, took a brief look around, and burrowed into a crack in the tree that was the width of a man.

The ancient tree he had drilled into was a huge dead tree that needed to be hugged by ten people.

It's not so much a tree as a treehouse.

Ling Luoyu hesitated slightly, let Maoqiu and Feng Chenglin guard the door, and she got in by herself.

The inside of the treehouse was very dry, and there was a vague smell of spices mixed in.

After Ling Luoyu carefully distinguished, he determined that it was a medicinal herb called Rotten Ginseng.

The greatest effect of this herb is antiseptic.

After a living person has taken the suscond ginseng, the body after death will not decay within a hundred years.

In this place there are antiseptic herbs, absolutely strange.

In the treehouse are several stone staircases that spiral downward, rough and rudimentary.

Ling Luoyu checked the footprints, and there was only the imprint of Ye Feng alone.

Odd!

How did he know that there was something else in this place!?

With Ling Luoyu's route, they would definitely not come here.

Even if you get here, you're just passing by, and you won't notice that there's anything else here.

As the stone stairs went down, the broken thoughts of the leafless wind also came into my ears.

"Master, I keep my promise and come to take you out of this cage!"

In the sound of chains, Ling Luoyu saw that Leafless Wind was tugging at a chain.

One end of the chain is embedded in the wall, and at the other end, a dried corpse is locked.