He was on the soft fallen leaves, the rustling sound, like a happy note, kept passing to Di Jiang's mind, I like to listen to this rustling sound, the silent jungle, only the sound of him rubbing against the leaves, of course, there are occasionally one or two beast roars, is it declaring his own existence or no disease** two sounds, Di Jiang didn't have the heart to think about it, every time at this time, he always frowned, after all, the beast roar disturbed his good mood of listening to music.

The follow-up development of the tribe has been arranged, everything is slowly on the right track, and he is very relieved to have a calm mountain rudder.

Bidding farewell to everyone, Di Jiang entered the Heishui Forest, not for hunting, there were other people hunting, and he was not needed to make a move. Coming here again, why do you say again?

When he was a snake, he had traveled through the entire Blackwater Forest, running from the center to the edge, which was why he now had the existence of Wen Chuanting. If you count the time when Wen Chuan went into the mountains to hunt, this is the third time.

This time, I came with the entrustment of asking Chuanting, wanting to see the place where I was once deeply trapped, but also with a kind of memory, revisiting the hometown and looking for the lost memories. On the other hand, I want to see if with my current ability can collect the trapped god lock that trapped the soul devouring body. Well, it can be said that this is his main purpose.

Walking through the jungle with a human body, following the memories of the past, and constantly going deeper, I realized that the deeper the jungle, the more dangerous the beasts were, and even a few Dijiang who touched the law felt dangerous, extremely dangerous, directly faced, and even threatened with death.

In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, Di Jiang tried to avoid contact with it, and by virtue of his nature, he walked around outside the territory of the beast. At this time, he was glad in his heart, and if it wasn't for luck, he and the soul deity might have become the belly of a certain beast early, and then be decomposed and excreted, contributing to the entire jungle.

In the jungle, there are dappled points of light, covering the entire overgrown ground into a colorful one, there is no road, there is no road, and the overgrown bushes are as if they have been woven by dexterous hands, intertwined with each other, slightly empty, occupied by weeds.

It's hard to walk an inch, there are no animal paths, small beasts can still get through the gaps in the bushes, but what about the big beasts?

"Maybe I chose the most difficult direction!" Di Jiang couldn't help laughing at himself. There are no fallen leaves, no favorite music, the soothing and happy mood has changed, walking in the deep forest, in the bushes, he is like a humanoid beast, strong legs drive the whole body, brutally smash the intertwined bushes, the bushes reluctantly give way, but from time to time slap on the skin of Di Jiang, making a crackling sound, in order to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Looks like this is it, right?" Di Jiang scratched his head in confusion.

When the journey finally came to an end, it lasted two months, and Dijiang came to the place where he had left with his memory. The reality is full of irony, there are no deep holes, no tall trees, only low shrubs with countless thorns, guarding their territory.

Every inch of land was trampled through, and no caves were found that he had crawled out, and Di Jiang began to doubt himself, and he even walked a hundred miles around, but still did not find it. It's as if it never happened.

"It shouldn't be!" Di Jiang did not give up and expanded the scope again.

"Or not?" The range was tripled, and no similar caves were found. Di Jiang searched for his memory, but he couldn't get any hints, the environment had changed drastically, there were no caves, no tall trees, just a thicket with a radius of fifty miles, which made him suspect that there was a problem with his memory.

"The biggest problem is that there is no problem. Di Jiang squatted in the center of the bushes, his brow furrowed abruptly.

"There is no problem with the memory, there are marks left on the trees. Di Jiang confirmed, "The paradise of jungle hand beasts, every powerful existence has a territory, here, there are no strong existences, not even weak beasts, no birdsong, no insects, except for the sound of their own breathing, this place is like a paradise of plants, there are no creatures to inhabit."

"There is no way to identify the age of the soil, but if we can identify it, we may be able to get some clues. Di Jiang furrowed his brows again, and his appearance was completely similar to that of Wen Chuanting.

"Maybe there's another way. Di Jiang was not sure, he carefully stepped on every inch of land, feeling the pulse of the earth transmitted to him, everything was normal, calm and heavy, and the powerful soul power allowed him to clearly touch the vitality of the bushes, surging and strong.

"Yes, space. Di Jiang was pleasantly surprised, he majored in the law of space, and he touched a trace of spatial fluctuations, a fine understanding, covering the entire area of the bushes, and from time to time there were spatial fluctuations emitting, and the space here was obviously weaker than other places.

"It's like...... It's as if this space is going over and over again in the process of being destroyed and restored. Dijiang sensed the fluctuations and described them with difficulty in words.

"This is a tug-of-war!" Di Jiang stood in the place where the spatial fluctuations were most violent. This is violent, it is relative, the whole space fluctuations, if you don't feel it carefully, how can you feel it? The fluctuations are slight, but relative to the whole heaven and earth, but they are violent, and you can only find it by careful comparison.

Doing his best to release the soul power, wrapping the entire fluctuation center, Di Jiang was there, unconsciously falling into cultivation, and the standing body sat down unconsciously.

The world stands still at this moment, and all things in heaven and earth disappear at this moment, leaving only that little fluctuation, infinitely magnified, and magnified again.

The opportunity came so suddenly, people were not prepared for it. The laws of space are displayed in front of Dijiang's eyes, shattering, oscillating, overlapping, and constantly stretching, shrinking and squeezing like noodles.

The emperor river is like this, sitting cross-legged on the ground, hidden in the bushes, the sun rises and sets, the wind has stopped, the rain has come and gone, day and night are silently replaced, the tender green replaces the withered yellow, the stubble is in waves, the low shrubs grow slowly, the overhanging ones finally suppress the other branches, dominate the way, occupy the best sunlight, absorb the most nutrients, the sparse branches stretch out, the umbrella is like a canopy, covering a piece of shade.

Time flowed like a stream, a large bush was replaced by tall trees, under the tree, the small shrubs are trying to survive, struggling to compete for the sunlight missed by the trees, in their shadows, there is a humanoid sculpture that cannot see the shape clearly, the sculpture is hung with green vines, as if the sculpture is dressed in green Xia clothes, mottled light spots, to the Xia clothes dressed up a little color.

The wind is blowing, the clothes are shaking, and the colors are changing.