Liangchen released his divine thoughts to check around, and found that he didn't know if it was because his divine thoughts were too weak, or because his mana was too weak, he always felt that the mist in front of him seemed to be viscous and extremely difficult to penetrate, and finally he had to give up.

I took a jar of tiger bone mushroom king wine from the storage bag, drank it in one go, and threw the jar on the ground with a shake of my hand.

After meditating again, he rested, and when he had enough strength, he got up and began to look for his way back.

The woods were foggy and there was no sunlight to be seen, so he pondered for a moment, looked in one direction, and strode forward.

All around was a thick flowing fog and shadowy woods.

After walking like this, there are two teas, but I still haven't walked out of this sea of fog.

"As long as you keep walking, you can always get out. Liangchen thought about it while sensing the surrounding situation and hurried away.

After walking like this for nearly half an hour, he was suddenly shocked by something in front of him!

A few steps away, a big tree lies quietly beside a clay pot, on which the word "king" is pasted with red paper.

Isn't this the wine jar that I just drank out!

"What's the situation? Could it be that I've walked back again? It's impossible, I've been walking along a straight road! With the current realm, I will definitely not be able to walk the straight road well!"

"That's weird! Did you strayed into someone else's formation? Or did you walk too long and get confused and go around?"

"One more time!" Liangchen thought about it for a while and decided to go again.

This time, as he walked, he carved a mark on the nearby woods to prevent himself from going astray again.

More than half an hour later, when he saw the wine jar on the ground again, he sat down on the ground in a dejected state.

What is this place?

"Mist Demon Forest!" a name popped up in his mind.

Could it be that this is the fog demon forest that the old king explained that he must not enter!?

Listen to him, there is a demonic mist forest in this Falling Star Mountain, and once someone enters, it will be difficult to come out!

There are many people in the town who have broken into the forest, some have never come out again, and some have only found the forest and returned to the town after three or five years.

When others asked how to get out of this forest, they didn't know anything.

"No wonder as soon as I broke into this forest, the blood leopard stopped chasing after me, it turned out that this is the reason!"

"How can this be?!" began to ponder in his mind.

This place is so strange and abnormal, either there is some powerful demon beast, or there are masters who have set up a cave here, and the mist in this forest should be a formation to cover up the cave.

Either way, it's not the outcome that Liangchen wants.

If there are powerful demon beasts like this, then with the current situation of Yiliangchen, it is really difficult to escape.

If it is a high-ranking formation, it is a little better, as long as it does not touch any powerful prohibitions, it should be a worry-free life.

But if you want to break out of the formation, with your ability to know half of the formation, it is probably no fun!

After thinking about it, he didn't come up with any good methods.

"Sky Monkey!" suddenly remembered that there were a few more of these things in the storage bag.

"Give it a try and see if they can find themselves. Liangchen took out a bamboo tube-shaped thing, jumped on the end of the tree and put it in the sky,

"Chirp!" screamed, with a bright red fire in the sky, but the fog was too big, and Liangchen didn't know if he had rushed out of the fog.

After releasing the monkey, he began to sit on the ground and wait.

One hour, two hours, three hours, and the surroundings were still as quiet as ever.

"It seems that no one has received their own summons. Liangchen got up and looked at the fog around him, and then at the trees that loomed in the mist.

"Wouldn't it be better if I walked up the tree by myself?" a thought sounded in his mind.

He jumped up on a large tree, then cut off a few branches with his sword, and looked around, only to see a milky white mist covering the entire sky, and occasionally a clump of canopies under his feet, as if he was in a fairy palace.

He sighed in his heart, then chose a new direction and jumped forward through the trees.

In this way, Liangchen is like a fly without a head, looking for a way out, but always returning to the same place again and again.

Seeing that it was getting dark, he had no choice but to give up.

I found a big tree, ate some food and drank a few sips of wine, and meditated and rested.

On the second day, Liangchen got up early in the morning and began to practice the hundred-step sweat opera under the tree.

This set of boxing techniques only has this red and orange two-order exercises, and now he has practiced to the top level.

And he advanced to the Yellow Rank in a few months, so he had to think about the next exercises.

Originally, I planned to go back to Black Fire County from Falling Star Mountain this time to see if I could find a suitable body refining method from the shop or the auction.

I don't want to, I encountered this fog demon forest!

But the daily practice still had to be done, and after he finished his punches, he took out a small tank from the storage bag.

Half a person tall, about a hug thick, it was the cultivation wine jar he had tailored for himself.

Put the wine vat flat, then take out five or six jars of wine and pour it into the vat, about half of the vat, Liangchen took off his clothes, leaving only a pair of shorts, and jumped in.

He sat cross-legged in the vat, only his head was exposed, and the thickness was just right, and then he began to practice his exercises!

I don't know how long it took, when Liangchen was cultivating, he seemed to hear a sound of rustling in a daze.

He hurriedly opened his eyes and looked around, but found nothing.

I closed my eyes again and cultivated, and that voice sounded again.

"Definitely not an illusion. "Now, since he advanced to the Yellow Rank, his ears and eyes have improved a lot, and he has become more sensitive.

Moreover, after several years of recovery, the mana was finally successfully condensed, reaching the initial realm of qi training, and the divine mind was also greatly improved.

He leaped out of the vat and looked around.

Suddenly, with a "squeak!" sound, a human-sized monkey covered in silver rushed out of the mist with a vine branch hanging from a tree and swung towards him.

"Silver snub-nosed monkey!" Liangchen secretly screamed and jumped back two steps.

This kind of monkey is not too fierce, as long as you don't provoke it, it generally does not take the initiative to attack people.

And with his current skills, he is still somewhat sure of it, but I don't know why it takes the initiative to attack itself!

While he was thinking, the monkey saw him take a few steps back, staring at him cautiously while slowly leaning towards the cultivation wine vat.

Liangchen also looked at it cautiously, after all, in this unknown place, you can't be careless.

The silver snub-nosed monkey slowly moved to the side of the wine vat, sniffed vigorously a few times, and then went around to the back of the wine vat, staring at him, and quickly scooped a sip of the tiger bone fungus king wine in the wine vat.

When I took a bite of it, I suddenly screamed as if I had drunk some poison!

After several years of continuous improvement, this wine is no longer the same quality as it was at the beginning.

Liangchen replaced the original saber-toothed tiger bone with several better quality Yashan tiger bones, and added several vintage spirit grasses, and the strength of the wine and the spiritual power contained in it have been greatly improved.

And there are two kinds of wine he brews, one is for drinking, and the other is for himself.

Because the latter is needed for body refining, it is stronger than the previous one, and the medicinal power is stronger!

After the monkey screamed a few times, as if it had tasted it, he reached out and scooped it again, and after two or three strokes, his face turned red after a while, as if it were his own ass!