Zhang Yu wore a hood hat and carried a summer sword in his hand, stepping on the piles of rotten leaves, walking in the dense forest.

The muddy swamp and the putrefinted pond did not stop him in the slightest, and he walked as if he were walking on the ground. The branches and vines that stood in front of him parted on their own, as if an invisible hand was there to clear the way for him.

If you don't walk in the dense forest, you never know how dense the plants are here, and almost every inch of space from top to bottom is used by them, which looks messy, but in fact, each plant is where it should be.

The deadly insects of the rainforest were trying to stay away from him, and the carnivorous plants with bright petals remained motionless as he passed.

About two summer hours later, a downpour fell, and although it was mostly blocked by the dense foliage above, much of it still flowed down, but when it fell on him, it was blocked by a layer of shimmering light, and it slipped down without any loss.

After a while, the rain was a little lighter, and only the sound of dripping continued, but in its place was a thick fog and the strange cries of small creatures of various insects.

After the branches in front of him were moved again, the fog lifted somehow, and he found himself standing on the edge of a high ground, and a ruined ancient ruin appeared in front of him.

City of Assuri.

In the last era, a small country that once resisted the ancient kingdom of the Blood Yang also had a relatively splendid civilization.

The Ancient Kingdom of Blood Sun was originally a kingdom located deep on the mainland, but it chose to expand in the direction of the western coast, which naturally caused a fierce conflict with the local indigenous tribes and states.

Including the "Kuruinchi", from which the plague god Imitri was born, was also a member of the resistance kingdom.

Zhang Yu has heard a long-standing saying that the invasion of the Ancient Kingdom of Xueyang was due to fleeing here after the defeat, but there are still many contradictions in this statement, so it still needs to be verified.

He took a look at the high place, where his teacher had stayed for a few nights when he had led them through the ruins. There was also a cannibal tribe there at the time, which was cleaned up by a sword light before he could react.

Now, six years later, I don't know if it's occupied by something else or a cult of other gods.

He leaped from the high ground, landed silently on the ground, and then walked forward. After a short walk, the square pillars of broken limestone gradually came into view, and most of the original magnificent buildings had collapsed in the mud, and the exquisite reliefs were crawling with vines and moss, except that at the end of the view, a huge trapezoidal temple stood with its back to the hill.

At this time, he paused next to a broken stigma and looked down, there was a scratch there, and there was a distinctive mark of a stickman that he had left here.

He stretched out his hand and compared, his height at that time was too far from what it is now, and he had reached the position on his chest.

Withdrawing his gaze, he walked along the broken stone path, and soon came to the temple, and then walked up the steps.

When he reached the top, he was surprised to find that the campfire marks of the year were still on the platform, which triggered many memories for him.

It's just that at this moment, he was also thinking, was his teacher really just to travel there when he took him and a group of disciples there?

At this moment, his expression moved slightly, and he looked to the side, and above a statue of a god with only the lower half of his body left, a light and graceful leopard appeared, with its dark and shiny fur and green eyes, staring at him faintly at the moment.

It's a jungle leopard, a spiritual creature, and it seems that the owner of this territory now belongs to it.

Zhang Yu looked at this leopard calmly, like such a creature, because he was born with spirituality, he usually has wisdom, and he can communicate with spirituality.

The purpose of his trip was to find the ruins, to minimize the trouble that might be encountered on the way, there were too many spiritual creatures in the dense forest, and he couldn't kill them all, even if this dense forest leopard was killed by him, there would be other things coming to occupy this place, so if he couldn't do it, he wouldn't do it.

The leopard looked at him for a moment, as if sensing the vastness and tranquility of his heart, so he slowly lowered his body, jumped off the broken pillar, and after a few quick leaps, stepped on a broken tree and left.

Zhang Yu retracted his gaze, let go of Xia Jian, and let it float aside, and then an invisible force spread out, cleaning out the dust and sludge, he sat down cross-legged, took out the pill and took it, and entered the meditation.

The road ahead is not bad, but from here, it is possible to enter the territory of the alien god, so he has to try to stay at the top of his game.

Xia Jian hung there like a life, sometimes it would circle out of thin air, this is the vigilance in the heart at work, if anything hostile comes, the communication of the heart lake will make this sword the first warning.

Half a summer later, he stood up, lifted his head, and floated up in the air to the high hill behind the temple.

He looked around, and soon his gaze fell on a huge tree in the distance, and the figure as tall as the sky stood out among the many dense forests.

This is a very rare spiritual plant, called the "Tharu Giant Tree", although its intelligence is very low, but its strength is not weak, spiritual creatures and alien gods will take the initiative to avoid it.

It was the next place he was going to be, and it was a bit less troublesome than the place he was going to forsake, although it was a bit of a detour.

He glanced at the birds that flew by from time to time, and at this moment he wanted to fly away like this, but the turbidity tide here was strong, and the sense of brokenness was very serious, only these creatures could fly here freely, but if they flew away with the help of spirituality, then they would inevitably be affected by the turbidity tide, and I was afraid that if he didn't get there, he would lose his goal and lose his direction.

With a tightening of his cloak, he descended from the high hill and followed the broken road that had been built in the early days of the city of Asuri, in the direction of the Taru Tree.

Two days later, as he crossed a stream in the woods, he had just set foot on the ground, when he suddenly felt himself touch a thin spirituality, slippery and cold, and that feeling was right now, and at the same time, it was as if a gaze had fallen on him.

He immediately reacted that he should have stepped into the spiritual realm of some other god, and judging from the malicious spirit, it was impossible for the other party to let him leave so quietly, so he stood in place and did not go any further.

Because he knows that the other party will take the initiative to come to him.

After just waiting for a dozen breaths, a green fire ignited out of thin air, and the light shook violently around it, and there was a roaring sound, and then a figure with lizard pupils walked out of it, he had a tall and strong body, wrapped in colorful scales, and a strong tail behind the body.

When the alien god saw him, he showed a greedy gaze, the tip of his forked tongue quickly retracted, and said, "God from afar, hand over your spirituality and life force." Make the great Tuva even stronger!"

Zhang Yuneng recognized that this was a "Tuva god", that is, a foreign god that spiritual creatures achieved after being worshiped by people or humanoids, in fact, it can be said that it is a demigod, and this kind of thing is the most common in the dense forests east of Ansan.

Such alien gods recognize their own powers, but they are not very intelligent, and they are driven by animal instincts, and their minds are only about killing, food, and mating, and there is no need to communicate in the slightest.

So he didn't say a word, as soon as his hand was raised, there was a sound, and Xia Jian had already jumped into his hand, and then the tip of the sword pointed obliquely to the side, and slowly walked forward.

The alien god roared at him, and the surrounding trees all broke off and flew out as if they had been blasted by a huge air blast, and then rushed forward, the spiritual light on his body flickering, rippling and fluttering like colorful clouds.

Zhang Yu's face under the hat couldn't be seen clearly, but the heart light on his body soared, and he swung his sword and slashed!

A brilliant sword light flashed in the dense forest, and within a few miles, it was like daylight for a moment, and after flashing twice, it swirled and converged.

Zhang Yu flicked his wrist slightly, and the last remaining afterglow on the blade slowly receded.

The alien god stood motionless, and after a few moments, the head fell, and the headless body fell to the dirt, all of its spirituality, consciousness, and even life force slashed by the sword.

Zhang Yuqiang put his sword back into the sheath, and at this time, a white light and shadow flew up from the corpse, and he came to the front, he held it in his palm, this is a finger-sized crystal clear gem, and there is a vertical pupil in it, which is the supernatural organization left by this Tuva god.

After taking a look, he put it in his pocket, then swept the sleeves of his robe, held the Xia sword in his hand, and strode forward.

In the next three days, probably because his path was relatively straight, like a sharp sword pointing directly at the destination, without any deviation at all, he ran into a spiritual creature and a Tuvan god who intended to attack him, both of which were slashed by him with a sword, and easily took their supernatural tissues.

On the seventh day of entering the forest, he finally came to the vicinity of the "Giant Tree of Taru", but this time he paused as he felt a sense of fear and jealousy, and the occasional begging emotion.

He looked up and saw that it was the giant tree asking for help.

The best thing to do at this moment is to just turn around and leave.

But that doesn't necessarily mean you're going to get out of trouble. And he needed to go to the top of the tree to identify the next place, and he was afraid that he would not be able to walk away.

He thought for a moment, then stepped inside.

At this moment, there was a feeling of gratitude from the spiritual power of the Tharu Tree, and every time he walked a while, a vine would descend and show him the way.

After almost a moment, he finally reached the bottom of the great trunk, and his eyes were slightly fixed.

On top of a falling vine in front of him, a white-clothed Taoist man holding a jade flute was half-leaning there, his head slightly tilted, his eyes closed, one foot fell, swaying slightly, and his expression was light and comfortable.

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