Weiming's desire to become stronger was even stronger, and he quickened his pace and chased after the figure of the rock dog, even if his legs were already very sore, he did not stop.

Weiming's perseverance is amazing, but his true qi is limited, and it is not enough to support a fast beating for a long time. Weiming's strength gradually ran out, and his speed slowed down. The rock dog soon vanished.

Weiming felt disappointed in his heart, never thought that he couldn't even catch up with the dust behind a rock dog despite his best efforts. He was a little tired, physically and mentally tired.

"Don't hurry up yet!" the voice of the rock dog suddenly came out of nowhere, startling Weiming, who was about to rest for a while.

"Can this guy be able to transmit his voice so far away?" Weiming's heart that had just lowered was whipped again, and his whole hair stood on end.

The Green Waterfall Basket was extraordinarily relaxed, her Qi Sea was much stronger than Weiming's, and this high-speed movement could still be maintained for a while. She is light and supple, and she uses less energy per step.

"I feel like I can't even catch up with the girls. Weiming looked at the green waterfall basket that was far away from him, and couldn't help but feel very hurt again, he wanted to chase hard, but his feet twitched, and his pace slowed down again.

"Uh---" Weiming wanted to stop to see what was wrong with his feet, but a sharp pain in his face directly made him forget that his feet were still cramping.

"Dead dog, dare to be lazy!" the voice of the rock dog came into his ears again.

"The sound of this leaf. Wei Ming felt it carefully, and found that the reason why the rock dog was able to speak so far away was not because of his high skills, but because of the leaves on his face.

The leaves stuck to his face were like the rock dog's eyeliner and microphone, and the rock dog could feel the change of the unknown anytime and anywhere, and he would have to scold him loudly from time to time. And now what makes Wei Ming feel even more painful is that the rock dog is manipulating the leaves, and if he pauses slightly, the leaves will bite his face like poisonous insects.

As soon as he felt himself slacken, the Rock Dog was like the overseer of the slaves, and he whipped him violently, and the leaves stuck to his face burrowed into his flesh, making him feel painful.

Weiming had no choice, he didn't have time to see what his feet had cramped into, so he moved quickly and non-stop.

He used his True Qi to his injured foot, trying to relieve the pain, but he kept jumping through the forest and stepping on the trees, and his little True Qi didn't help at all, and his foot just kept wearing out, as if it was about to crack.

"There's no way, if the cracking is seriously injured, it will definitely need to be healed by the spirit refining furnace, and the rock dog will definitely not give it to me. At that time, it is estimated that a foot will really be broken. Weiming was faintly worried.

He wanted to call the Green Waterfall and tell her that his foot was injured, but the Green Waterfall had already thrown him far away, and he was still moving quickly in the distance ahead.

“...... We have to find the green waterfall basket to see what she can do. Weiming felt that only by catching up with the green waterfall basket could he find a way to help him heal his injuries now.

"She's faster than me, but she's still too much worse than the rock dog, and I should be able to catch up with her. Weiming endured the pain in his feet, kicked the branch in front of him hard, and the whole person jumped into the air, about ten feet high.

He landed again, stepped on the next branch with his uninjured foot, and then pressed down on his heel so hard that it bent in a large arc.

When the branch is strongly compressed, it becomes a spring, and the tighter it is pressed, the greater the elasticity and the higher it bounces. The branch that was bent and almost broken looked like a slingshot, and the slingshot that was full was the stone in the center of the slingshot. The full slingshot had enough strength to flung the unnamed stone out frantically.

Weiming shot out like an arrow from a string, and he instantly passed through the dense woods, like a lightning speed, more than five or six times faster than before.

Like a projectile, he was slammed into the next branch, and he continued to land on his healthy feet, stepping on it again, bending the branch, and then using the branch as a spring, as a full bow, he shot it out as fast as he could.

Next, he did the same, catapulted onto a branch, used that branch as a springboard, a spring, and knocked himself far away.

At this moment, he jumped a few miles, and between the ejections, he saw a green figure in front of him.

"Green Waterfall Basket, I finally see you!" Wei Ming looked very excited, he bent a thick branch again, shot himself as a projectile, and rushed straight to a thick tree in front of him.

He ejected dozens of rounds, and with each jump, the elastic force of the branches accumulated on his body. To the next branch, continue to increase the elasticity. His healthy foot was already feeling a tremendous pressure, as if it could crush his entire leg in an instant.

But Weiming has already seen the green waterfall, and he is one last step away from catching up with her, and he can't care so much. With the elastic force accumulated by the previous dozens of rounds of branch bending, he landed heavily on the thick branch, and the thick branch was instantly crushed and deformed, bending down ninety degrees.

"Click!" the branch was about to return to its original state and bounce upwards, but suddenly it snapped off. Weiming suddenly lost his focus, he stepped on the air, and the whole person was about to fall.

A person who often walks on the edge of a cliff steps on a rock, and the rock collapses, and that person stumbles and falls off the cliff. There was no difference between the man who walked on the edge of the cliff and the man who often walked on the edge of the cliff, he was just stepping on the branches that he thought were sturdy, and the people on the cliff probably thought that the rocky ground was enough to support his weight.

Weiming is like a stone that has been ejected more than ten times, and the stone has been elastically charged more than a dozen times, and each time its power has doubled, and in the end it is a powerful projectile that can pierce through steel. And the unnamed has increased the elasticity more than ten times when it falls on the same branch, and the branch will naturally be crushed.

Weiming had countless thoughts in his heart when he fell, and the fragments went through his mind like a marquee. He finally figured it out, he was a young man after all, not deeply involved in the world, and eager for quick success. Not all simple and easy methods are safe, everything has great risks, and the faster things are done, the less reliable they are.

Weiming thought about it a lot, and felt that it was not bad to die like this, and there was no pain.

"Fall like this, die, no longer think about more enemies, worry about your own survival. Weiming meditated in his heart, and then closed his eyes tightly.

He fell, hurtling down, as if he were going to smash a hole in the ground.

Suddenly, he stopped, and someone caught him. "Huh?" He opened his eyes, but there was no human figure.

"Is it the Green Waterfall?" he looked left and right, but he couldn't see the familiar green figure.

"No, who saved me?" Weiming felt that there was a soft and fluttering force under him, like cotton supporting him. He looked underneath him, and there was a white mat that looked like braided hair.

"What is this?" Weiming touched his body, but grabbed a large handful of human hair. Snow-white hair, he tugged at it, and found that he couldn't stop pulling at all.

"Ahem, stop messing with my beard. A kind old man's voice came from inside the white-haired mat.

"Are you?"

The hairs in the center of the white-haired cushion spread out in all directions, revealing the face of an old man, the size of a table.

"What a big face!" Wei Ming sighed as he looked at the big face.

This big face is full of wrinkles, but it is very kind. The big face opened his mouth and said: "This is my beard, I saved you, you have to remember to be grateful." ”

Weiming looked at him solemnly and nodded.

"My name is Big White Beard. Entrusted by your master to give you what he has only recently found. The old man said slowly.

"Futu Patriarch? Weiming thought of his master, and then remembered that Old Man Zhao said that he was dead, and he only had his last breath left.

"Yes, he has lost many of his memories, and now he remembers that the Seven Steps of Ape Flying he gave you is flawed, and he has found another volume and a part, and specially asked me to give it to you. After the big white nonsense was finished, his blanket-like beard spread out again, and out of it came an old page of paper.

Weiming hurriedly took it over, and when he saw the figure painting on it, it was another style of "Seven Steps Ape Flying".

Weiming hurriedly put this page into his own sea of qi. Then he bowed to the big white beard: "Thank you for saving me!"

Seeing his sincerity, Da Bai Hu said with a little relief: "There is also a fragment of a page in the Toad Pond, you can go and look for it." ”

After saying that, the blanket made of beard by the big white beard carried Weiming upward, and when it reached a thick branch, it stopped.

Da Baihu finally said: "I have to go, now the demons are brewing a big conspiracy, and your master and I are discussing countermeasures." ”

After saying that, the blanket of the big white beard shook off, leaving the unnamed on the branch, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Old man, what conspiracy?" Before he could ask, the big white beard had already disappeared without a trace. Weiming felt that this old man was as eccentric as Old Man Zhao, and his strength might not be worse than Old Man Zhao.

Weiming got up and prepared to perform light skills, and flew to chase after the green waterfall basket, but found that his injured foot was actually healed.

"Old man Big White Hu, thank you!" Wei Ming knew that it was Big White Hu who helped him heal, and he was still grateful.

He didn't have time to continue thinking about the origin of the big white beard, so he immediately stepped on the ground, and his body flew towards the front quickly.

"Dead dog! I'm lazy again, do you want to be bitten to death by my leaves!" the hoarse voice of the rock dog sounded like a knife cutting an ear in the leaves on his face.

Weiming ignored it, he felt that the big white beard not only healed his feet, but also seemed to have eliminated his torture from the leaves of the rock dog tree.

"I can still hear the sound of the rock dog, but I don't feel any pain anymore. Seeing that I didn't move, the rock dog must have used the leaves to bite me, but I didn't hurt, so I can conclude that there is no serious problem. Weiming is now even more grateful to Da Baihu for helping him solve too many troubles.

Weiming recovered from his injury, and his strength recovered as before, and he chased after him, and soon saw the figure of the green waterfall basket again.

He didn't dare to step on the bent branches like before, and shot himself out. Just pick up the pace and fly in pursuit.

Finally, it was only a few feet away from her. Wei Ming shouted: "Green Waterfall Basket, I can be regarded as catching up with you!"

But the girl in front of her suddenly stopped, stopped moving, and stared ahead.

Weiming took a big stride, jumped over, came to her side, and followed her gaze to look ahead.

"Here...... It's the toad pool?" Weiming felt sick to his stomach, the pool of water in front of him and Qingshui Mansion were simply worlds apart.

The toad pond exudes a foul smell everywhere, and the demonic atmosphere above it is strong, and it is simply a thatched pit.