() Xuanwu Pond is at the end of the Xuanwu River, located on the back of the entire back mountain, and Vermilion Bird Mountain is located on the south side of the back mountain corner, so if you want to go over, you have to cross almost the entire Qinglong Forest.

Hong Tu nodded in response, and the two of them flew directly in the direction of the Xuanwu Pool, but the range of the mountain behind this is indeed very large, and there are many flying spirits in the sky, even though the speed of the sword is fast, but from time to time to face the flying spirits that attack it, it is really a waste of time.

After a morning, he had only flown about a third of the distance, and because he had to tremble with those spirits and consume a lot of energy, Hong Tuo could only stop and rest for a while.

After a short rest by the Xuanwu River, when the two of them were about to get up again and hurry, a muffled thunder suddenly exploded, and a large black cloud quickly approached from the north, obscuring the sun, rubbing rolling thunder and blinding lightning.

"How can it rain?"

Di Gu hurriedly stopped Hong Tuo, this kind of weather is not suitable for the flight of the sword, and when the heavy rain falls, the vision under the rain curtain will be blocked for most of the time, and some water attribute spirits may also take advantage of the heavy rain to go ashore to hunt for food, which is really not suitable for rash action.

"Shall we stay out of the way for now?"

Hong Kuo looked at the Xuanwu River in front of him, and felt that the flowing water in the river seemed to be a lot more turbulent, thinking about whether to avoid it for a while, for fear that something strange would crawl out of the river.

"It's only going to be more dangerous in the jungle......"

Di Gua did not agree with this, and stood in place, taking advantage of the rain not yet falling, waved his sword to cut off some nearby branches, and then used the trunk of the tree to build a small shelter from the rain.

Hong was amused: "Aquatic wood, this rain falls, I'm afraid that some wood-attribute spirits in the Qinglong Forest will also be active, where is their world." ”

Seeing that he could react quickly, Di Gua was very pleased, and then found a few pieces of dry wood to make a fire, and then sat down on the side.

Although Hong Tuo didn't understand, he also sat down next to him, Di Gu glanced at him: "This is the jungle, when the heavy rain falls, the water and mist will not disperse, I am afraid that you will feel a little bit of fire attribute, and a pile of fire can dispel some of it." ”

Hong teased, who understood, nodded and said, "I understand." ”

Di Gua bowed his head, closed his eyes and recuperated, and reminded Hong at the same time: "While it is raining, you can choose to close your eyes and recuperate or read the books that the Green Maiden gave you." ”

Hong Tu nodded, looked at the increasingly turbulent river, took out those books from the spiritual domain, and suddenly felt that this river was a little strange, the Xuanwu River was not very spacious, about four or five zhang long, the river level looked very clear but could not be seen to the end, indicating that the water was very deep, and it was rare to see fish or even aquatic plants in it, and the river was bare and very ugly.

The thunder became more and more rapid, frequently exploding in my ears, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of boredom in my heart.

Aware of this, Hong Tuo silently recited a mantra in his heart, and began to look at the book carefully, it was still the "Strange Record", the classification of this book is very strange, ghosts, monsters, spiritual objects, strange beasts, etc., all have detailed classification and explanation, Hong Tuo continued to look back with the last monster.

The last time I saw it was a monster that changed into some plants.,This time it's about some monsters that change items.,This kind of monster is very similar to the machine spirit.,But with entities.,Mana is also stronger.。

Artifact monsters are very hard to see, but it's not nothing, the difference between artifact monsters and artifact spirits is that artifact monsters have spiritual consciousness first, and artifact spirits have aura first, and after the artifact demon is enlightened, they will begin to absorb aura, self-cultivation, and then slowly cultivate into a body that can move, and the artifact spirit will start to cultivate after generating spiritual consciousness from aura, and need to be attached to others.

Most of the instrument demons will cultivate different abilities according to their own bodies, and the opening page of the book depicts an elegant man with an uncarved jade pendant hanging from his waist, and the note next to it is the jade demon.

Jade itself is a very spiritual thing, so the jade spirit is also a relatively large one in the spirit race, but the jade spirit is because it has been worn on mortals for a long time and is generated by mutual benefit with mortals, and the jade monster is a kind of spiritual consciousness born between heaven and earth before the jade is mined, most of the jade demons can predict disasters, some jade spirits can also perceive the disasters of their masters, and sacrifice themselves to prevent disasters, jade demons are also a kind of kind monsters, whenever he predicts the disaster, he will try to remind the people around him, and advise them to avoid.

Hong Tuo sighed a lot, and looked at the piece of jade given by his parents around his waist, the jade demon is impossible, and I don't know if the jade spirit can be born.

Turn the book to the next page, the picture is a beautiful girl, the girl closes her eyes, holds a mirror in her arms, and the note next to it is: Mirror demon, can learn people's hearts, know good and evil, and can also give birth to illusions to confuse others, good and evil are difficult to distinguish.

This is a magical monster, Hong Tuo continued to look at it, the mirror demon is mostly a beautiful girl, often holding a round mirror, the mirror is the body, but also its vital point, you need to be cautious when attacking.

This kind of monster should be relatively rare, Hong Tuo didn't think he could meet it, and turned the page again, drawing an old man, next to the note, the sundial demon, the monster of time, the powerful can split a space, and even tentatively time, but the number is very rare, and it is also difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

Hong Tuo was fascinated, the thunder around him gradually became smaller, the sky seemed to be dark, and some weapons appeared over the gloomy distant jungle, and it didn't take long for the heavy rain to fall.

Hong Tuo raised his hand from the book and looked at the river, the raindrops the size of beans fell down, and the whole river became lively as if it was boiling, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, he only felt that there seemed to be a little fog rising on the surface of the river, but it was very thin and he couldn't see it clearly.

The air is filled with the fragrance of leaves, mixed with a slight earthy smell, the smell is not uncomfortable, maybe it is the reason for this fire, Hong Tuo does not feel any discomfort in his heart, just looking at the gradually boiling river, there is a little uneasiness in his heart, there is always an illusion that something at the bottom of the river will be awakened by such a noisy sound.

The heavy rain continued to fall, fortunately there was no wind, but there was still some rain splashing in, Hong Tuo put the book back in the spiritual realm, stood up and looked at the river, the white on the river surface became more and more obvious, sure enough, it was fog, no, it should be water vapor, with the richness of water vapor, his heart seemed to begin to be anxious.

The sound of heavy rain was mixed, and Hong Tuo seemed to hear a very soft call in it, but when he wanted to distinguish it carefully, there was nothing but the sound of rain in his ears.

Could it be your own delusion?

Hong Tuo continued to listen to the sound of the rain, and there seemed to be a man's faint voice in the roaring rain, he was whispering something, and the voice was both resentful and vicious.