"Eh, did I let you suck it?"

Ning Hao saw the smoke swirling and being sucked into the body of the fairy patriarch, and hurriedly tried to stop it.

But at some point, the three little goblins also flew over and began to suck together.

"I didn't eat it that day!"

"It was gone when it came!"

"There are many, many today, eat as much as you want, eat as much as you want!"

The mouse suddenly remembered that the first time he saw these creatures, it was after he sucked the essence of this alien beast, could it be that they were attracted by this essence aura at that time?

"Wen Ying, you're awake!" Cui Hongsleeve finally relieved when he saw the scholar wake up.

The scholar gasped, only to feel a sharp pain in his whole body, and a smell of blood lingered in his throat.

But at the same time, it was as if there was a magical force constantly acting on him, making him clearly feel the fact that his entire body was recovering rapidly.

He asked suspiciously, "What's going on here, I remember I was supposed to be dead?"

Cui Hongsleeve briefly told the scholar what happened, only to see him sigh and say to Ning Hao: "Thank you, eh, Brother Mouse, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would all die!"

Ning Hao rolled his eyes, the title of "Brother Rat" made him speechless.

Shangguan Qing finally couldn't help it, and let out a low chuckle, and then she glanced at the mouse carefully, and said to Xu Wenying: "Silly scholar, his name is Ning Hao!"

Only then did the scholar realize that his title was a little wrong, and hurriedly saluted Ning Hao to apologize.

Ning Hao didn't take it seriously, he pondered for a while, and seemed to have made a decision.

I only heard him say to a few people: "This white smoke can not only heal your injuries, scholar, but also be of great benefit to each of us, inhale more, and even deepen your cultivation!"

When the rat heard this, they hurriedly sat down around the campfire and smoked it intently.

The fairy patriarch smiled and said, "Hey, didn't you just let me eat it, why did you give it to them now?"

The mouse snorted coldly and said, "I'm willing, willing to give them to them, can you manage it? Are you okay? If you have nothing to do, hurry up!"

I saw that the fairy patriarch took another deep breath of essence, and said with a refreshing face: "The whole jungle is my home, I am in my own home, you don't care where I go!"

At this time, although Ning Hao was fighting with the goblins on his lips, he was not idle in his hands, but instead set up a few bonfires around him, and roasted a few strange beasts respectively.

Those that can be roasted normally, with Ning Hao, are not afraid of not being able to eat them, and those that can release essence smoke are even more sucked by everyone at an extremely fast speed.

Ning Hao ate the barbecue over and over again, inhaled the smoke over and over again, and after a while, he actually felt that the thirty-eighth big acupoint was secretly itchy, and it was estimated that he would soon be able to break through it and climb the next level.

Ning Hao has such progress, not to mention others. It's just that a few people don't have a suitable cultivation method, and they haven't made much breakthroughs in the acupoints, but everyone has learned Jianghu martial arts in the past, and it is inevitable that they have accumulated all kinds of dark diseases and old injuries in their bodies, and under the penetration of this smoke, everyone has a feeling of being reborn.

Moreover, through this absorption, everyone has accumulated majestic life energy in their bodies, and they can turn all this into profound cultivation power as long as they join the Immortal Gate and learn the cultivation exercises.

I only heard Ning Hao suddenly say: "Tao Shoufu, don't I remember that there is a guard by your side? It seems to be called Ah Fu, in order to enter here, you also prepared immortal jade for him, why didn't you see him?"

Tao Guangguang was silent for a while, and said to Ning Hao, "Hao Ye, do you remember that monk named Xiuzhen?"

Ning Hao nodded: "That's right, at that time, we all felt that this monk was very problematic!"

Tao Guangguang said: "At the foot of Taiping Mountain that day, it was this monk who stole the immortal jade on Shangguan Qing's body, fortunately, Ning Hao saved the scene in the end, killed the sword god, and gave Shangguan Qing immortal jade, otherwise we really don't know what to do!"

Ning Hao said: "The monk stole Shangguan Qing's immortal jade, what does this have to do with your guards?"

Tao Guangguang pondered for a while, only to hear him slowly tell such a past story.

It turned out that when everyone came to the edge of the Thousand Forests Great Array, it took three months to come to the foot of the Immortal Mountain.

That is to say, from Ning Hao being sealed in the picture scroll to entering a foreign land to escape, a full three months were spent in it.

Time seems to be twisted in this.

After Ning Hao walked out of the light gate with them that day, he said goodbye to a few people who thought he was chic, leaving only the three who were entangled and a little overwhelmed.

That night, everyone was silent around the bonfire, and they all thought of the scene when Ning Hao left.

The three of them were talking in a match, when suddenly Ah Fu stood up and stared closely at the bushes in the dark, as if he had found something.

A crisp sound of a tree branch breaking sounded in the forest, and I saw Ah Fu's whole person shoot out, and he stepped into the darkness in a few steps.

The sound of fierce fists colliding with flesh sounded in the darkness, and Ah Fu really found someone in the forest.

Shangguan Qing and Tao Guangguang realized it later, and quickly stood up, held the torch, and ran towards Ah Fu.

The firelight jumped, and he looked along the light, but he saw that it was a fat monk wearing a yellow robe who was fighting Ah Fu, and it was Xiuzhen who claimed to be a disciple of the Kongjian Divine Monk.

Xiuzhen seemed to have something stuffed into his chest, bulging, but that didn't affect his movements in the slightest.

I saw that Xiuzhen was full of real energy, like a blower, blowing all the sleeves of his clothes to the ground. The surging internal force converged on the broad palm, like an iron fan, and slapped towards Ah Fu's strong body.

Ah Fu's body shone slightly in the dark, as if it was plated with a layer of iron skin, and in the face of this amazing palm, he didn't dodge, and let this palm hit his body.

The palms and flesh intersected, and there was a sound of gold and iron colliding.

And Ah Fu shouted, his hair flew, and the whole person was like a god descending from heaven, and he couldn't live forever. The sandbag-like iron fist was black and shiny, like a hammer, and it was right on Xiuzhen's chest.

I saw Xiuzhen's eyes widen, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing Ah Fu's face all over his face.

Ah Fu, who was sprayed with flowers all over his face, only felt a slight pain on his face, and before he had time to check it himself, he saw Xiuzhen take something out of his chest and throw it over.

Ah Fu dodged slightly sideways, and was about to pursue, but found that the monk had fled into the darkness again, and he had disappeared.