Feng Luo felt a chill, but the other party was very enthusiastic, and seeing that he did not refuse, he began to talk endlessly.

"Young man, you are a bit like my dead grandson, and you don't know how miserable my grandson died. The old man looked sad, "My son has died a long time ago, just such a grandson, ...... every day"

"Shut up, ready to go, the first ......" the officer randomly named a person.

Every quarter of an hour, someone sets out. Run through the entrance and run fast through the grass into the woods not far away. They choose different directions, all with their own goals, either to avoid others or to find their own goals.

"Good luck, young man, in five days I will invite you to drink. The old man smiled softly at the name of the call.

"This old bastard is lying again. A person next to him said indignantly. Feng Luo smiled, who can get here, which one is a good person?

The officer looked at the timing hourglass, the last bit of sand leaked, he pointed to Feng Luo: "You, let's go!" and then turned the hourglass around and started the next round of timing.

Feng Luo walked slowly through the entrance, then chose a direction and spread his legs to run. Running the pulse, the speed suddenly accelerated. The technique is not applicable for the time being, so as not to be noticed by the people behind. Secretly cast the latent pulse technique, and the pulse qi level presented was only six layers of pulse travel.

The direction he chose already had a sturdy middle-aged man. There are relatively few trees in that direction, it is not easy to hide, and there is room to dodge. As you run, pull out your dagger and be on your guard at all times.

After entering the woods, Feng Luo saw the traces of people walking through and followed the traces for a while. Then duck to the side and erase the traces. There are two more people, I don't know if they will come.

After waiting for about three quarters of an hour, Feng Luo remained motionless. Finally a slight rustling sound was heard. The sound rang and stopped, and then stopped, and was intermittent. Feng Luo slowed down his breathing, making the sound his body make quieter.

There are no crystal beasts in the Death Zone, and even larger beasts, such as rabbits, are few and far between. Because with each assessment, the hungry examiner will eat all the living creatures they can come across.

Feng Luo hid in the direction of the sun with his back, but even so, his eyes were slightly open, not daring to open them wide. Although the reflected light of the human eye is weak, it can be felt by experienced people.

A thin figure appeared, hunched down, cautious but swiftly advancing. Following the tracks, it suddenly stopped. Because the marks diverged, the heavy footprints went forward, and the light footprints stretched to the side.

According to the traces, the tall man walked forward, while the small man went in the other direction. If you want to kill them, you can't do it, you can only track down one of them.

The man thought about it for a moment, and chased after the strong man's trail.

Feng Luo knew what the man was thinking, the strength of the strong man had been exposed, and the means were nothing more than a strong attack, which was easy to deal with. Those who seem weak often have hidden skills. It's always good to be cautious until you know what your opponent is doing.

So the newcomers certainly have a huge disadvantage, and the old birds are not invulnerable. If you stay in the Land of the Dead for too long and can't be a shadow thorn, your weaknesses will be exposed little by little.

Feng Luo chose the most cautious approach, hiding himself and waiting for an opportunity to make a move. He didn't get too close, always keeping an eye on his surroundings. There are five hundred people who enter the land of the dead, and they will come across them at any time.

When tracking, Feng Luo shifted slightly, rather than completely following the tracks. When a strong man walks, he may also deliberately leave traces and then set a trap in front of him. The other person who was tracking it, apparently recognized this, and was very slow.

The man stopped and went, and Feng Luo walked around the road, but walked to the front. He didn't find the strong man in the front, but he felt that the person was not far away.

Feng Luo became more and more cautious, not even letting go of the slightest suspicion. He thought about where he would choose if he were to set up an ambush.

Traces show that people are moving on. Feng Luo felt that not far ahead, the strong man had already circled back. It may be right next to him, a strong man waiting for the latecomers to throw themselves into the net.

The mountain breeze blew, and Feng Luo smelled the smell carefully, only the simple smell of grass and earth. It's no wonder how it is possible to find out the person in such a simple way? The person must have taken this into account and hid it.

Feng Luo narrowed his eyes and watched the swaying of the leaves. Suddenly, he saw it!

The figure didn't see it, but he saw the abnormality of the trees. The wind blows through the grass and trees, raising layers of ripples on the leaves. It is like a wave of water, rippling softly. The water waves in one place, there is disharmony.

If you don't look closely, there's no problem. But the two sides of the leaf are different in color, and the back side is lighter than the front color. The more the leaves are turned over, the lighter the color.

There is a little bit on the ripples, and the color is slightly darker. This indicates that the leaves are flipped less than elsewhere, meaning that the trees there have less wobble. It couldn't have been particularly windy in that place, and the reasonable explanation was that something was blocking the swaying of the trees.

Since there is no crystal beast, the person who appears there is most likely someone.

The strong man never dreamed that he just wanted to hide as much as possible, and put his body on the trunk of the tree, but instead exposed his whereabouts.

The enemy is bright and I am dark, and Feng Luo is in a huge advantage. But he gave up the temptation and chose to wait. He is not sure that the battle will end in a short time and will most likely leave the cheap to those behind him.

Feng Luo is not afraid of death, but death must be valuable. It doesn't matter if you send it to death, only a stupid donkey can do it. He's waiting, and a stupid donkey who thinks he's smart upsets the balance.

The trees over there are windless and automatic, and the shaking is very slight. Feng Luo knew that the strong man's patience was slowly wearing off, and the patience of a big man would be relatively poor. It's not their personality, it's that they get hungry quickly, and it takes more effort to do the movements, so they're more likely to get tired.

Feng Luo foresaw from the beginning that this was a protracted battle. So he chooses the most comfortable position, lies down and waits. Even if an ant climbed on his body, he remained still.

He thought of himself as a part of the earth, and his body clung to the ground, as if it had taken root and plunged into the earth. He disappeared and became a part of the earth.

Feng Luo suddenly felt that it was not bad to stay in such a state forever. All things are born, and others are born. All things in the world are immortal, and he has eternal life. The wind blows the grass, and he exhales and inhales with the swaying of the grass stems.

In that moment, he had the illusion that every big tree, every little grass, was breathing. They should also be like people, with ideas and a language of their own. It's just that they are too far away from people, and people don't understand them.

Frightened by the dragon's silence, three words came to mind. The main points of a cultivation technique gradually appeared and became clear.

What is "silence"? Silence is silence, solitude is silence, and disillusionment is silence. And the real silence is the return to the true nature after the noise, and the realization obtained through the vicissitudes of life.

Silence is not independent from the world, it is different from the world. It is detached from all things, and it melts into all things.

Knowing all things, but not ordinary, is lonely.

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