After meeting with Yu Bing and the others, everyone marched towards the Mirror Lake Swamp again.

Four days later, everyone finally arrived at the Mirror Lake Swamp.

What appeared in front of everyone was an endless field of mud, with bubbles of black silt, sparse wetland plants dotted with thin white mist.

There are three dangers in the Mirror Lake swamp, white fog, fierce beasts, and poisonous miasma.

Relatively speaking, the danger of the swamp itself is ranked last, falling into the swamp is a very dangerous thing for ordinary people, but it is not dangerous for Wu Xiulai.

The White Mist Ecstasy, whether it is a martial artist or an ordinary person, once it is surrounded by the White Mist, if it cannot get out of the trap in a short period of time, after a long time, it will gradually lose its mind, become a walking corpse-like existence, and finally be swallowed by the swamp.

The poisonous miasma is the most weird, it will infect the true element and even the soul, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, it will devour the soul and turn into bones, once contaminated, even if you escape in time, it is difficult to get rid of it completely.

The fierce beast is the most dangerous, the first two are dead things after all, the heart point can be avoided, but the fierce beast will ambush, the fierce beast is different from the spirit beast, the spirit beast has wisdom and can communicate, but the fierce beast only knows how to kill, can not communicate at all, let alone blood contract, once the fierce beast can't run away, there is only a way to fight to the death.

"Nancy, is there a way to get in touch?" asked Nancy.

Trying to find the people of the Nanshui tribe in the Mirror Lake swamp within a radius of more than 100,000 miles is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, and those people are deliberately hiding their whereabouts, making it even more difficult to search.

"No!" Nancy said.

Chen Qiang thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute, everyone, I'll go and find out the situation." ”

After that, he released the golden eagle, rode on the golden eagle's back, and flew towards the swamp of Mirror Lake.

In mid-air, the situation below was unobstructed, and the golden eagle flew hundreds of miles, and he did not find the slightest trace of human activity.

When he flew about a hundred miles, Chen Qiang found that the state of the golden eagle was not right, not only the state of the golden eagle was not right, but his state was also very bad, he always felt that his brain was groggy and he would fall asleep at any time.

"Go back!"

Chen Qiang didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly ordered the golden eagle to return.

Everyone saw that Chen Qiang had left a few blinks of effort and returned, and their facial expressions were very puzzled.

After Chen Qiang jumped off the back of the golden eagle, his steps were a little staggering, and he walked like an ordinary person drunk, staggering, and the distance of more than ten steps was actually twisted and turned.

"What's wrong?"

Miao Feiluan was closest to Chen Qiang, hugged him, frowned and asked.

"I can't get through the air, maybe it's a problem with the magnetic field, and the specific reason is not good, if it's the same on the ground, it's a little difficult to do. ”

Chen Qiang cast a grateful look, and then spoke.

"I'll try!"

A young man dressed in black volunteered. This young man's name is Wei Chen, born in the Beiwu Empire, and he is usually silent, but at this time, he took the initiative to ask for help.

Wei Chen didn't wait for others to respond, and directly stepped onto the swamp.

The swamp is extremely soft, the grass and trees are difficult to float, Wei Chen walks on it as if he is walking on the ground, this is the role of Zhenyuan, with the ability of martial cultivation, as long as there is a little bit of strength to borrow, he can walk as usual.

There was a floating white mist everywhere in the Mirror Lake swamp, and after a while, Wei Chen disappeared from everyone's sight, and it took another half an hour before he reappeared.

"What did you find?"

As soon as Wei Chen appeared, someone couldn't wait to ask.

"That white mist is a little strange, and after being in it for a long time, you will be full of fantasies, and you will find nothing else. ”

Wei Chen shook his head and spoke, as if he was going to throw the fantasy out of his mind completely.

"Shut the breathing tube and do nothing?" someone asked.

Hold your breath, it is a very simple thing for martial arts cultivation, once you reach the realm of spiritual aperture, even if you don't breathe, you can only rely on the true yuan cycle to operate, you can maintain a normal metabolism, but under normal circumstances, no one will do this, one is a habit problem, and the other is a little stuffy after not breathing.

If they reach the realm of the Dharma body, then it is a different matter, the martial cultivation body of the realm of the Dharma body is like glass without dust and dirt, if the air is dirty, breathing will make them feel suffocated.

"It's useless, hold your breath and those white mist will drill into the pores on their own. ”

When Wei Chen was haunted by the illusion, he deliberately tried this method.

"You can't walk in the air, the white fog can create illusions, and it's unknown if there are other dangers, maybe we should revisit the next trip. ”

Du Xiubang saw the hesitation on everyone's faces, so he made this proposal.

After Du Xiubang said this, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, no one said anything, everyone fell into silence, and for a while, the atmosphere was quiet and a little weird.

"I second!"

Someone broke the awkward atmosphere with a voice.

"I also agree with Brother Du's idea. ”

"Agreed!"

Some people took the lead, many people stood up one after another, and most people agreed with Du Xiubang's ideas, even those who had no words expressed their thoughts with practical actions.

"What does Brother Shangguan think?"

Peng Cheng asked Shangguan Zhe, who had never spoken or moved.

Shangguan Zhe still didn't say anything, but Fu Zhihui stood up and said in a crisp voice: "Everyone was more or less contradictory in the past, and it may not be a good thing to get together forcibly, so it's better to act separately on this opportunity." ”

"So be it!"

In the end, only Peng Cheng, Miao Feiluan and Wei Chen stayed and chose to search for the Nanshui tribe with Chen Qiang and them, counting Chen Qiang and the other four, there were seven people in total. As for the others, they decided to form a tribe of their own to see if they could accommodate some of the wanderers whose tribes had been scattered, and then explore the secrets of the secret realm.

Chen Qiang was very surprised to see that someone was willing to stay and continue to search for the Nanshui Tribe, after all, if he wanted to find the Nanshui Tribe, the hope was very slim, and he had to deal with many dangers.

"What should I do next?" Wei Chen took the initiative to ask.

"I'll go and investigate, and you'll just wait here. Chen Qiang said.

"My son is going with you!" Yu Bing said.

"Why don't I go with you. Miao Fei Luan said.

"No, I'm fast, and if I'm in danger, it's easier to run for my life. Chen Qiang said.

Everyone knew that what Chen Qiang said was true, so they didn't insist anymore.

......

"Isn't that a miasma?"

Chen Qiang had not seen the miasma with his own eyes, but he knew that the swamp was prone to the formation of toxic miasma, so he had this guess at this time.

Half an hour after stepping into the Mirror Lake swamp, he searched carefully and found no trace of human activity, but instead encountered a poisonous miasma.

The poisonous miasma gathered together, drifted with the wind, spread out mightily, covering an area of more than ten miles, and the grass and trees turned into ashes wherever they passed, which looked extremely terrifying.

"This miasma is really poisonous!"

Chen Qiang glanced at it a few times, but didn't dare to stop for a long time, the 'Floating Light Glimpse' was activated, and his figure flashed, and he stayed away from here.

After traveling thousands of miles, he made another discovery.

"Woods, dryland?"

He found a ten-mile-square, dryland, like a pearl on a swamp, with its shady trees, which could be described as picturesque compared to the rest of the swamp.