Hatred cannot be relieved, but blind courage cannot solve the problem. Yan San decided to retreat for a period of time, at most for half a year, at least for a month, and at least his strength would go up to a higher level before he would take revenge. The fist was withdrawn not to stop there, but to make the next more powerful strike.

Soul cultivation has already begun, and the many contents of the Tianyuan Miscellaneous Records also made Yan San feel a sense of sudden enlightenment, and the gate of the Xiuyuan World opened a path to point out the direction of this naturally cultivated skin.

In the past ten days, Yan San's soul circuit has opened to the sixth, which is an incomparable speed in the soul cultivation realm, but it is very common to put it on Yan San, after all, no soul cultivator can have a fourth-order soul cultivation soul array when he is on the soul casting platform. The loops were connected one by one, and Yan San's eyes seemed to be unraveled layer by layer, and the world became clearer and clearer, and he had to spend a lot of time every day trying to get used to this keen sense of touch in addition to cultivation.

Since the seventh circuit, the consumption of soul sand has increased dramatically, and the progress has become slower and slower, but fortunately, there are still a lot of soul sand in the Yansan Soul Sea, and there is no hurry. Yan San decided to explore the depths of the forest, and the keen perception given to Yan San by the six circuits has been basically adapted, and it is not advisable to do it behind closed doors, and the most important thing is to truly form combat power. Tian Yuan Miscellaneous Records recorded some prescriptions that can assist in cultivation, and some medicinal herbs should be found in this Roaring Forest, after all, this has always been a place where there are many footprints of Yuan cultivators, Yuan Jing, Yuan Beast, and medicinal herbs are all a windfall for Yuan cultivators.

Yan San cleaned up, thought about it, hid the little crossbow in the crack of the tree, took only the hidden spring with him, and began to march towards the depths of the forest little by little. The crossbow arrow is unexpected, it is useless for small Yuan Beasts, and for large Yuan Beasts, Yan San has not thought about it. And the drip of the barbarian crossbow is better than the wind attack, and the weakness after launching it is too dangerous in this unreasonable jungle, so I simply didn't bring it.

Yan San's exploration range slowly penetrated into the depths of the unknown barbarian roaring forest, this day came to the place where the python devoured the barbarian leopard that day, and the scene was really only a place of white bones, this forest has its own scavengers, not counting the scavenging birds and scavenging animals, this kind of yuan beast that has condensed the yuan crystal, even non-scavenging animals such as the brute tiger are also interested, after all, the flesh and blood of the yuan beast that can condense the blood crystal are all small supplements;

Although Yan San's body was under his perception, he still walked cautiously. Yan San is not worried about the original beasts such as brute tigers, but cold-blooded animals like snakes, lizards, and crocodiles, although he is far better than ordinary people in terms of perception, but these cold-blooded animals are all hidden and latent masters, when they are motionless, they are like stone branches, they have no sense of life at all, and when they move, they are as urgent as sparks, often fatal, and Yan San only relies on experience and hellish intuition. Not long ago, he was almost attacked by a small green snake with the thickness of a finger and a meter long.

The snake is not even a Yuan Beast, just an ordinary poisonous snake, but it is recorded in detail in the "Guiyuan Miscellaneous Records": five steps down, bitten, within five steps of walking ordinary people have to be red and fall down, high fever to death. Although Yan Three-Body Cultivation has already seen the clues, it has not yet reached the point of immune toxins, and if it is bitten, it may take a few more steps than five steps, and then wait for death.

Along the way, Yan San really picked two herbs that replenished qi and blood, stuffed them all into his waist, and found an open place, Yan San easily skinned a dead aconitum snake and made a fire to roast it, in the past few days, he has formed an indissoluble bond with snakes.

After a full meal, Yan San rinsed his mouth and drank some water, while thinking about what prescriptions might be prepared by the existing herbs;

At this moment, there was a sudden scream in the forest not far away, like thunder, Yan San was shocked, and he rushed into the forest in a few steps, carefully perceiving the situation in the distance. However, he didn't feel anything, there was no big sound or body smell, although his eyes were sharp, but he couldn't see through, the forest in the distance was dense, a piece of clean, and there was nothing abnormal; Yan San waited for a moment, his mind was a little slack, and there was a loud croaking in the forest, and the voice was closer to him, and it was still empty in that direction, only the wind blew the forest slightly.

Yan San felt strange, and was hesitating whether to check, when there was another deep thunder shout, and the voice was getting closer and closer. Yan San pinched a handful of cold sweat in the palm of his hand, and the quiet spring around his waist was quietly pulled out and held tightly in his hand;

After another time, the mysterious cry was less than 100 meters away from him, and Yan San vaguely saw a little white in the sky, which seemed to be extremely small. The white dot jumped a few times, and finally appeared in Yan San's field of vision completely;

When Yan San saw it, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, quietly loosened the pine spring, and was ashamed of making a fuss about himself in his heart:

It was a small white forest frog, as crystal as jade, snow-white and translucent, as if carved from jade, only the size of a child's fist, fat and fat, very delicate and cute;

No wonder he didn't find this little thing when he looked at it just now, Yan San only thought about what kind of large yuan beast appeared in his heart, but he never thought that it was such a small point, the large and small forest frogs and mice in this jungle did not know how many, but Yan San did not pay attention to such harmless small animals, so he was missed.

Generally speaking, the division of the strength of the Yuan Beast can basically be distinguished by the size of the body, the larger the size, the more vicious, like the white baby with a big fist, in addition to being poisonous, but it is not placed in Yan San's heart, and he will go down with a knife, I am afraid that it will not be directly cut in half.

The little white baby didn't pay attention to Yan San, but was very interested in the clumps of mosquitoes next to the fire, and let out a loud scream, close at hand, which scared Yan San a big jump, and said in his heart that this little thing is a big ghost, and the voice is not small, and the quiet spring in his hand slowly drooped down, looking at this little white baby with interest.

After the frog screamed, it kicked its hind legs, like white lightning, jumped into the air, opened its mouth in the air, and was bigger than its own body, and sucked it violently, and the mosquitoes that buzzed in the air rushed into its mouth like flowing water, and the sky suddenly became clear.

Yan San was shocked in his heart, this kind of throughput ability, I'm afraid it is not something that ordinary frogs can have, right?

Seeing that the little white frog jumped closer and closer, and the mosquitoes next to the fire were also sucked up by the little frog one by one, the size of the little white thing did not change, and I didn't know how many things could fit in the stomach.

Yan San wanted to leave, and wanted to catch the frog to take a closer look, but when he was hesitating, a thin forest wind blew, which made him shiver all over, only to feel that the cold wind was in his bones, and it was unusually cold;

At this time, it was August weather, although it was already autumn, but it was still very hot, Yan San's clothes were torn and stained with blood, so he simply did not wear it, only surrounded the crotch with a circle of animal skins, half-naked, savage-like, in order to avoid the heat. As soon as the wind blew, he only felt as if he was in a cold winter wax moon, and he knew that there was something strange;

Sure enough, a cicada suddenly chirped behind the little frog, and a small green shadow flew quickly.

The little frog croaked again, and jumped up again, but this time it didn't swallow the mosquito again, and the white shadow seemed to be a little anxious, a few jumps, and a turn of catapults, like a lightning meteor. The straight-line speed of the green shadow is like wind and electricity, but it seems to turn slowly in the air, and it seems that it can't fly for a long time, seeing that the little frog jumps irregularly, and suddenly falls on a small tree trunk, less than fifty meters away from Yan San, even if there is no mountain wind around, the temperature is getting lower and lower.

Yan San stared at it, but the cyan thing was a cicada, Yan San had seen a lot of this thing, and he would never admit his mistake, when he was a child on Xiaoxi Street, Yan San often ran out of the mountains to catch and fry it, remove the carapace wings, and the fat body was a good meat, which relieved a lot of his cravings when he was a teenager.

This cicada is blue, lying on the tree inconspicuous, a large head occupies half of the body, followed by a thin fat tail, the whole body is covered with two translucent cicada wings, a third longer than the whole body, beautiful and exquisite;

The little frog saw that the cicada stopped, no longer ran away, turned around, and spit out at the cicada, a thin white line flashed in Yan San's eyes, and before he could see it clearly, he suddenly retracted back into the little frog's mouth, Yan San was stunned, but saw that the cicada had already flown up, and pounced on the little frog again, the little frog turned around and jumped around, like a high-speed projectile, the white lines in Yan San's eyes kept shuttling, and he couldn't even see the figure clearly;

The small tree where the cyan cicada was staying made a Caracalla cracking sound at this time, and suddenly fell, attracting Yan San's attention.

At this glance, Yan San's face was no longer bloodless, the hairs on his body exploded, and Youquan couldn't hold it tighter in his hand: the place where the original cyan cicada stayed on the tree had an extra small hole the size of a finger, piercing before and after, and the whole tree seemed to suddenly become brittle, and it cracked from the small hole by this blow, and it couldn't support the upper half of the tree, and it broke with a bang.

If you look closely, the broken part of the trunk is covered with frost, like the middle of winter, and the cyan cicada was frozen and brittle for a while just now!

What kind of ghost cicada is this? How can it have such a perverted freezing ability? And how did the little hole in the tree come from?

Yan San felt unbelievable, and looked at it for a while, and found that the white lines spit out by the white frog were actually tongues, and they spit out and retracted in an instant, and the trees, mountains and rocks could not be stopped, and everywhere they passed was without exception a round hole piercing back and forth, and the length reached about ten meters;

A fist-sized body that spits out a ten-meter tongue, and has such a terrifying penetrating ability?

If the cicada stays on itself, I'm afraid that it will become an ice sculpture in a moment. If the little frog that jumped like lightning gave himself such a tongue, he was afraid that he would not even have time to react, Yan San's heart was shocked, and his body quietly retreated, and he no longer dared to underestimate the two little things that seemed to be able to slap to death;

After only turning around and walking two steps, Yan San suddenly felt a fishy smell in his nose, and his chest suddenly felt depressed and nauseated. At some point, a finger-long silkworm crawled rapidly.

The silkworm flesh looked stocky, purple, dozens of pairs of fleshy feet were crystal clear, a dozen purple-red color circles were surrounded on the back, and there were two short black antennae on the head, which kept swaying.

Although fat, the silkworm moved quickly, only to see a purple line quickly cut across the ground, grass, stones, and trees, leaving a deep trace where it passed, which was actually deeply corroded into it;