With the removal of the poisonous bee eggs in his body, Hu Menglin found that the faint "spark" in his body actually had a tendency to grow, and the color changed significantly, with a little gold in the middle, and blue, red, white, yellow, and gold swirling around. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hu Menglin thought for a long time before he realized that the obvious yellow earth-based life toxin actually came from the eggs of those poisonous bees, which had been integrated into Hu Menglin's body during the refining process.

"Old man, come out and take a look, what's going on?" Hu Menglin immediately called out to the old staff spirit in the sea of spirits.

"Hu Menglin, there must be a loss, there must be a gain, and there will be a gain after hardship. Congratulations, you have already gotten a glimpse of the essence of the eighth layer of exercises, and now it's a matter of quantity, when all the green vitality in your body has become like this, you will have refined the ninth layer of the Aoki exercises!

Now while there is still time, you can immediately use this flame to temper your whole body, and if any poison bites you in the future, it depends on its life! Boy, remember, don't temper your life, not only because of that bee egg, if you quench, you can only have sex with the femme fatale in the future, and others can only look at the poison and sigh!"

Hu Menglin was speechless, what is this, he has practiced to be invincible to all poisons, but he almost became a loner!

Five days later, Hu Menglin appeared on the edge of Cloud Island. The four wives had already been sent back to the Qinglin tribe by the old fog dragon. Hu Menglin's current physical condition, Lao Wulong has long been clear, and simply solved Hu Menglin's worries, saving Hu Menglin from being unable to help it for a while and making a mess!

A shaman of the Nimengan tribe with a dozen mushroom spirits was waiting for Hu Menglin. As soon as he came down, he hurried over to explain. Hu Menglin had actually thought of the group of Nimeng powerhouses who came to Whale Island for reinforcements from the Savage Mountain, and it was estimated that they had been poisoned to death by the Hualiu Poison Lord clone halfway through. Therefore, they didn't blame each other, and after a few words, the two of them got to the point.

"Lord Rachels asked me to tell you about the Nimeng Tree so that you can have an overall estimate!"

Listening to the narration of this mushroom shaman, Hu Menglin understood why he had been invited to the Nimengen tribe. It turned out that almost the entire island of Nimon was covered by this large tree. This Nimeng tree was a fragment of a broken root floating in the Jianmu universe when the Nimeng realm was shattered, and when the savage world became a medium plane, this broken root and the tens of thousands of Nimeng natives on it were integrated into the savage world.

This severed root absorbed the elemental power of the savage world, sprouted and grew again, and gradually became the current Nimeng Tree. For nearly a thousand years, the Nimon tree has gradually withered and shown signs of death.

The water python orc powerhouse on Nimeng Island entered the lake 10,000 meters below and found that the roots of the Nimeng tree had been bitten with some holes, and these roots were actually next to a huge magnetic mud mine. The anaconda powerhouse entered the roots of the Nimon tree through these holes, and found that there was magnetic mud everywhere, and the further you went, the less it became, and the roots contaminated with magnetic mud would soon wither and die.

After observing stealthily for more than a year, this anaconda powerhouse found that it was some Nimeng spirits who were secretly eating these magnetic mud. After tracking down, he learned that there were tens of thousands of Nimeng Spirits living in the Nimeng Tree, and compared with the green Nimeng Spirits outside the Nimeng Tree, their bodies were yellow in color, their bodies were strong, and they were good at wood and earth magic, so they were called Yellow Spirits.

It was these yellow spirits who ate the mud and blocked the passage of the roots of the Nimeng tree, causing the roots of the Nimeng tree to die one by one.

After finding the reason, the Anaconda powerhouse returned to Nimeng Island to discuss countermeasures. First, they sent the green Nimon Spirits to negotiate, but the Yellow Spirits didn't appreciate it, believing that it was their right to live.

Negotiations failed, and the Nimengan tribe finally reached an agreement with the Nimeng natives of the Savage Mountains to go into the Nimeng Tree together to expel these "pests"!

The scuffle between the two sides has continued and has never stopped. Due to the small space inside the Nimeng Tree Root, it is impossible to send too many people to "expel out" each time, and the Yellow Spirit Monster hides in Tibet to adopt guerrilla warfare, coupled with being familiar with the terrain and adapting to the environment, so that the people of the Nimengen tribe have no choice.

The battle between the two sides always involves the dead, and if these dead people are not cleaned up in time, they will block the flow of liquid inside the roots of the Nimon Tree, speeding up the death of the Nimon Tree. In the end, the Nimengan tribe had to admit that the expulsion had failed.

Hu Menglin listened to the ins and outs of the whole thing intermittently, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, what kind of thing is this, the same race, but the way of survival is different! The green spirit monster absorbs the nutrients of the leaves, and the yellow spirit monster absorbs the nutrients of the roots of the Nimeng tree and eats the magnetic soil!

Thinking of countermeasures, Hu Menglin and his party set off to the Nimengan tribe. When he arrived at Savage Mountain, it was already the second night, and Hu Menglin, who was anxious, did not go to see the indigenous leaders at all, and quickly entered the base of the Nimeng tree.

The viscous liquid was everywhere, constantly flowing along with the direction of the roots of the tree, and a huge force was squeezing from the bottom up, making Hu Menglin, who was walking in the opposite direction, a little difficult.

Swimming little by little, Hu Menglin tried to absorb the elemental power from the liquid. Soon, he felt the surging wood power within these liquids. Absorb some recovery stamina, and then move on. The dozen or so green spirit powerhouses in front of him had already been in and out many times, so they swam in the liquid like fish, which was both labor-saving and fast.

I don't know how long it took, Hu Menglin obviously felt that there was the power of the earth element in the thick wood element, and in addition to that, there was a special power that made Hu Menglin very uncomfortable, and even instinctively disgusted. Don't think about it, it must be the power of that kind of magnetic clay!

A pile of black rocks was thrown everywhere in front of him. Hu Menglin forcibly picked up one, and the surging power in the stone almost caused the life force in Hu Menglin's body to backlash. "Hu sacrifice, this is what is left after those pests have eaten! Don't step on these, this is their dung!"

A pile of yellow and green solids appeared in the middle of the black stones, and there was a large pot, and it seemed that these yellow Nimon spirits were obviously larger than the green ones!

"Hu sacrifice, the lower the level of these pests, the larger the body, and the higher the grade, the smaller the body, but the heavier the weight, sometimes walking will trample on these roots to break!"

Hu Menglin's brows furrowed more and more. These yellow and green "dung" reminded him of the plight of the three earthworm tribes in northern Xinjiang back then, and in the end, it was Hu Menglin who discovered the use of their feces and finally saved the three earthworm tribes on the verge of extinction. He crouched down, carefully examining and studying the.

It has a strong aura of earth and wood elements, as well as the power of space. Pinched a little, Hu Menglin sniffed it, there was no taste, and tasted a little, like mango juice.

Ignoring the dissuasion and strange gazes of the others, Hu Menglin made these actions that almost made the green elf vomit. But Hu Menglin's next move made them even more puzzling. Hu Menglin picked up the dung and black stones, smeared them on the wall of the roots, and watched the viscous liquid wash them away, and in a few moments, the black rocks flowed into a narrow place and got stuck, and the dung did not stop at all, and gradually disappeared into the slime of the roots.

Hu Menglin savored the changes in elemental power around the black rock. Soon, the roots around the stuck rock began to secrete some wood-like liquid that was eating away at the stone, trying to break it down. After a while, the liquid began to disappear, and the place around the rock actually dried up a little.

Hu Menglin suddenly realized that this was probably the main reason for the death of the Nimeng Tree, and it was the disgusting power of this black rock that caused great damage to the Nimeng Tree.

What kind of power is this, isn't it the power of the wilderness? Or is it an element that Hu Menglin is not familiar with and has never seen before?

Thinking about it, Hu Menglin stared at the green elves, "Is there anything special about this rock?" Seeing everyone shaking their heads, Hu Menglin realized that maybe he was the only one who felt the weirdness of this rock!

"Guys, that's the problem. Let's go take a look at the magnetic mud mine!"

Soon, everyone went down to a depth of tens of thousands of meters, and through a dark hole in the root of the tree, Hu Menglin looked out, and a huge magnetic mine appeared, and he couldn't see the edge at all. Surrounded by a vast expanse of pitch-black silt, occasionally revealing a black stone, the silt gradually spreads around, rendering the nearby lake even darker. Hu Menglin just wanted to walk out, but was stopped, "Hu Xian, this is the bottom of the lake, connected to the bottom of the sea, more than 10,000 meters deep, no more than fifteenth order and above the strong will be flattened by the lake water!"

Hu Menglin thought about it, and didn't dare to try it, after all, he was now at most an eleventh-order strength, and if he was really crushed to death by the lake, it would be a big joke!

"Is that all there is to it? Do those yellow elves have to eat these things?"

"Just this one, but it's very big, it's wrapped in the whole Nimeng tree roots, those yellow spirit monsters will be weak if they don't eat these things, but they won't be in danger of their lives! Only a few of them can go out to fetch mud, and the others can only stand on this side, stretch out their arms to reach it, and once they can't reach it, they will go back to the roots of other trees to drill holes!"

"Haha, that's easy, let's ask them and talk about it again! Their way of eating is fine, but there is a problem with the food they take!"

A green spirit took out a small branch and scratched something on it, and soon, he reported to Hu Menglin, "Hu Xian, the patriarch of the eight clans has agreed to your suggestion, and has communicated with those yellow spirit monsters, they agree to talk to you, but it can only be you! After a while, someone will come to pick you up!"

Sure enough, a yellow spirit with an obviously tall figure appeared, and his spiritual power communicated with Hu Menglin, "Whoever wants to talk to us, come with me!

Hu Menglin waved his hand, motioning for everyone to return to the ground, and he followed the yellow spirit monster forward. The whole root of the tree was very complicated, going around and around, and although Hu Menglin remembered it again and again, he still fainted.

"You don't have to think about remembering the route, we often change places, besides, even we can't remember it, can you remember? Listen to our patriarch, this place is affected by the magnetic mine, the space is chaotic, and even the time is a little distorted! Maybe as soon as you return to the ground, you will go back to a few days ago!"