When he heard the word Jumu, the black cat's pupils contracted violently, from round to narrow, and his beard shook unconsciously, how could the man in front of him see it.

"Looks like I guessed right." Chen Cheng noticed the abnormality of the black cat, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his eyes were also staring at the black cat, and the atmosphere was a little frozen for a while.

This was also the first time he had seen a living one, and he was not sure until he saw the expression of the black cat. But the breath of life that burned like the sun couldn't think of anything other than the towering giant tree on the island.

"How did you become a cat? Those soldiers were looking for you yesterday. "The Spirit Clan is too rare in the East China Sea, and what happened to the Black Cat, no, what happened to the Spirit of the Giant Tree piqued his interest.

This is an interesting fact that appeared outside of the commission, and there is no record of it in the documents he searched for in the naval base on Zhanqiao Island. Is it an omission? Things are getting more and more interesting.

After a brief moment of shock, the black cat quickly came to his senses and gave him a wary look. However, remembering that he was rescued last night, he still said: "My name is Eucalyptus." ”

Seeing that An Lan didn't mean to continue, Chen Cheng instead talked about today's itinerary by himself: "My navigator and I will go to visit the well-known swordsman here today. It's probably going to be back in the evening, so you can rest here. ”

Betty also changed her clothes and came out of the tent at this time. The two of them cleaned up and left, leaving only the tent and the black cat and the crow watching in the dark.

As the two of them passed by the management office, they noticed that there was an announcement that had only been posted for a short time.

Visitors to Limhai should note:

Recently, there has been an incident of wild beasts attacking people in Linhai, and the perpetrator animal is a black panther, please do not enter Linhai unless necessary.

--Cult of the Giant Tree

It seems that An Lan is the black panther that those soldiers are looking for, but most of the spirit clan's personalities are mild, and it is strange that there will be an attack.

Without paying attention to anything else, the two of them walked straight to the giant tree rhizome, and they really got a lot of information from talking to the old man yesterday, and even inquired about the residence of the well-known swordsman Mu Xin.

The festive atmosphere in the town is still strong, the merchants and tourists are noisy, and the streets are clogged, and the excitement is extraordinary.

The streets are bustling with each other, and if they don't clasp each other's palms, they will be scattered by the crowd.

In front of a wooden hut at the base of the tree, there was a long queue, among which there were many worshippers dressed in robes and a huge tree embroidered on the chest to maintain order on the scene. There are also soldiers with long ges patrolling around.

Mu Xin lives on the giant tree, and if you want to climb the giant tree, you need to register and pay the fee here.

The team moved fast, but most of them were lost and departed, not qualified to climb the giant tree.

It was Chen Cheng and Betty's turn.

"Officially hunter, registered hunter. Come and talk to the Muxin Swordsman. ”

After the priest who sat in the wooden house confirmed the badge, he lowered his head and began to fill in the bill.

"The third branch of the main trunk of Muxin, two of them is 400,000 crowns."

Hearing that the ticket fee was so high, Rao is Chen Yan was also secretly in his heart.

The sound of money counting sounded, and forty 10,000 kroner with long knives were counted out and placed on the counter.

Two metal tickets printed with giant trees were handed out, and after Chen Cheng took them, he found that they were made of silver, and the luxury of the Giant Wood Divine Sect could be seen.

With your ticket in hand, you'll travel unimpeded along the spiraling staircase to your destination.

An open-air dojo occupies the entire giant tree branch, and when you look up, you can see layers of emerald green leaves, and the sparse sunlight is shining in, which is one of the few light sources.

An old man stood at the door of the dojo, his beard was white, his hands were around his chest, his eyes were slightly closed, and a katana was worn on his waist.

"You two are hunters, why do you want to see me at a great cost?" I don't know if it's because of the money, Mu Xin's voice was unexpectedly gentle.

"The younger generation came mainly for two things, one is to learn from the seniors to improve the kendo, and the other is to come for the fruit of healing.

Chen Cheng bowed his head and bowed, and his tone was also respectful, if it was just for the sake of learning, it didn't have to be like this, but if there was a way to continue the master's life, he couldn't be so chic.

Although the friendship with the master is not deep, this is the name of the master and apprentice after all, not to mention that Ivan is still Yiyi's father.

Seeing her captain bending down to salute, Betty hurriedly followed.

Mu Xin's eyes lit up when he heard the healing fruit, and his expression brought a little warmth, if he didn't observe carefully, he couldn't find it at all.

"Well, it's true that you're a filial disciple, let's try your level first, and then talk about prolonging your life." After that, he turned around and walked into the dojo.

The dojo that occupies an entire huge tree branch has no one to practice here. After entering the dojo, Chen Cheng looked around, but no one was found, and he was secretly curious.

And there are many dojos of this size, which cannot be managed by one person. Since there was no intention of recruiting apprentices, why build a dojo that could accommodate thousands of people to practice together?

The three of them didn't stop until the edge of the martial arts training ground, and there were wooden swords on the rows of wooden shelves, shiny and dusty, obviously carefully maintained.

"With all his strength" Mu Xin lifted the wooden sword and picked it up, and two horizontal knives flew out from the wooden frame, one after the other, and came straight towards Chen Yan.

The horizontal knife broke through the air, and the roar did not stop.

I saw that his wrist turned, his palm patted lightly, and the two horizontal knives collided with each other and were firmly grasped on both hands.

As soon as the words of "Chen Cheng, ask for advice" fell, the two horizontal knives slashed out with a cross-horizontal slashing momentum, and a little white mangs appeared where the blades appeared, adding a bit of power.

Today he wants to try his limit, as long as he shows his talent, the healing fruit should be able to be captured.

The wind is howling, the white light is flashing, and the ferocity is abnormal.

Mu Xinti's sword covered the sword body with white wisps, and unlike the white dots, it compressed its own will into thin wisps, which was a manifestation of the perfection of the steel cutting realm.

The wooden sword slashed upwards and collided with the horizontal sword, and the white mangs continued to shatter. Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Cheng's right hand suddenly strengthened, and the horizontal knife in his left hand should be split into a thorn and burst forward. Hit the opponent in the waist.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Xin pressed down and moved down with the horizontal knife. The force was so great that the two wooden swords wiped out a wisp of green smoke, and the hilt and head of the sword accurately hit the back of the horizontal sword.

The horizontal knife was hit by a huge force and almost came out.

Bai Mang stayed in the void, and the sound of swords clashing continued, and just a mark dissipated, and it was filled with a new one.

"Yan Hui" Mu Xin's wrist flicked, and almost at the same time, the three swords came in an instant. This is his famous sword move, and the ghost under the sword does not know how many times.

The three white rays were almost at the same time, but the horizontal knife in Chen Yan's hand was too late to block all of them, and the tip of Mu Xin's sword had already reached his throat.

This move can already be compared with the wolf's kiss in the system, and it is already an advanced move. There is no vanity under the fame, and it is really powerful.