Chapter Seventy-Four: First Entering the Black Mist Forest

Although he is a cultivator, the system is far from ordinary people, but he smelled a clammy and cold rotten breath from afar, and saw the dense bushes of trees shuttling with poisonous insects, and he didn't know what dangers were still lurking in the deep rotten leaves of the putrid mud, coupled with the dense gray mist, Yang Ji couldn't help but feel a cool breath in his heart.

Although many predecessors have explored the location of I don't know how many times, with Yang Ji's current cultivation, there is no risk of worrying about his life, but Yang Ji himself is not so assured, who knows if there is some danger that can endanger him in a Jiazi time, even if the experience summarized by dozens of generations of predecessors is not necessarily foolproof. Not wanting to do that kind of stupid thing of capsizing in the gutter, Yang Ji's body was lightly covered with a layer of pale green aura, took a deep breath, and slowly stepped into the woods in front of him, his feet stepped on the rotten branches of the decaying mud, and the frightened insects and pigs came out of the darkness one after another, and in the distance, frightened sparrows fluttered and flew up, breaking the dead silence in the forest in an instant.

Yang Ji understands that if he doesn't have a spiritual light body, I'm afraid that he would have been swarmed by these strange-shaped, not good-looking insects at first glance, full of bites, just thinking about it in his head, he didn't feel a bad cold, there is obviously nothing worth paying attention to among these insects, how can that kind of useful spirit insect be crowded with other insects, although Yang Ji still has some hope to find out, but after a little look, he shook his head self-deprecatingly, and then Yang Ji did not stay, and continued to walk deeper into this misty forest, although there may be many people who are paying attention to this forest, but judging from the vastness of this forest, it is not easy to meet other people.

In fact, if there are spiritual objects and spiritual grasses, most of them will be a little abnormal, not that they have to search for an inch of carpet, in fact, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than chance and luck! Therefore, Yang Ji still felt relaxed, and after half a day's effort, he found several good herbs, and the depressed aura in the barren rocks and Gobi was not consciously emptied.

Look at the sky, unconsciously it is a little dim, between the mountains and forests, there is a trace of gray mist rising from the decaying grass and trees, Yang Ji cleaned up a bunch of dry branches and leaves, slightly cleaned out a clearing, and saw the dense wet mist rise and drift away with the wind, in the crackling sound of the firelight gradually brightened, the warm firelight dispelled the surrounding gloom, so that people do not feel at peace, Yang Ji's deep pupils were printed with jumping flames, thought about it, flicked the sleeve of his right hand, counted until the spiritual light dragged the tail flame fish out of the air, and turned twice out of thin air under Yang Ji's control, staggered into the surrounding ground, although there are no creatures in this vicinity that can cause danger to themselves, but Yang Ji, who was going to rest for a while, still felt that it was not a big mistake to be careful in this strange place, and still laid a defensive magic circle. He wanted to set up a magic circle with a concealment effect, but after thinking about it, maybe something attracted would make his chance come true.

Yang Ji sat on a dry wooden stake somewhat casually, his expression was a little lazy, his right hand was on his cheek, staring at the firelight casually, above the firelight, a small beast that did not take the initiative to attack him with long eyes was sizzling softly, constantly dripping one drop or two drops of grease, and the grease fell into the firelight and burst out a small ball of brilliance.

Speaking of this dog-shaped little beast is also unlucky, if it is the wolf rat that preys on the red blood snake that he encountered before, Yang Ji will still leave on his own, but this guy is a little ignorant, Yang Ji saw this, he was not polite, so he peeled the skin and bone, as a stomach, although Yang Ji since he embarked on the road of cultivation, he has gradually not felt hungry, but the long night is long, and he does not shirk the food he sent to the door.

The aroma spreads in the forest with the gray mist, although there is no seasoning, but the aroma comes, it still makes people feel a little bit of index finger movement, although Yang Ji seems to be sitting next to the fire, printed with the fire light is a little lazy, but in fact it is extremely cautious, all the time paying attention to the surrounding movements, in its extraordinary perception, has already found that there is a hidden good breath in his southeast direction, as if attracted by the fragrance of the flames, has already been a little ready to move, but obviously quite concerned about Yang Ji next to the fire, has not dared to move。

Although he was afraid of startling the snake and startling the owner of this breath, he did not deliberately investigate, but Yang Ji was still sure that he could not pose any threat to himself, so he pretended not to know, so he did not believe it, that guy would eventually give up after peeping on the side for so long, and sooner or later he would jump out by himself.

After another moment, the little beast roasted on the flame was scorched all over, and the richer aroma seemed to be something tangible, but Yang Ji really seemed to feel that it was still a little inadequate, the figure hidden in the shadows, although it was more impatient in Yang Ji's perception, but still did not make up his mind, the spiritual light flashed between his fingers, and several delicate fruits appeared in his hand, and then one by one burst out under the urging of his mana, and the fresh fragrance was gently smeared on the roasted little beast.

"It's coming!" Yang Ji's heart moved, in his perception, the figure that had been peeking in the shadows, after all, could not resist the temptation of food, turned into a white light and rushed straight to the little beast that had not been taken off the fire, but the fluctuations together, as if hitting an invisible barrier and being talked about again, the white light turned over obliquely, and fell to the ground steadily, his eyes were full of vigilance, and his body was tense, as if he was about to run away if he was not good, but in this vigilance, a deep desire came out from the depths of his eyes.

When the white light first pounced, Yang Ji had already perceived it clearly, it turned out to be a smaller white fox, at this moment this guy fell to the ground, a pair of thief's slippery eyes were shining like stars in the night sky, there was no trace of variegated color on the whole body, and there was a white millilight shining faintly under the light of the fire.

As soon as Yang Ji saw this fox, he didn't feel a little disappointed, although this guy is really delicate and cute, and he is quite clever from the point of view of his peeping on the side, but in the end, in his perception, this little fox has no other place that is slightly special from other foxes, Yang Ji does not plan to adopt a white fox as a pet in this situation, the two guys in the family are already restless, it seems that he really does not have the legendary casual acceptance of a spirit beast as his own spirit pet life!