On the Yuntian Flying Shuttle, Lin Mochen re-cultivated the first three layers of "One Thought and Ten Thousand Laws" for a year. Especially in the ten thousand laws to give birth to me, I have gained a lot, which makes my thoughts more mellow, and there is a vague sense of perfection, so that he has no way to enter.

"It seems that there is no other way but to transform the mind. ”

"Mo Chen, it's time to wake up, it's almost time to reach the Wushan realm. ”

Mu Lao's voice came at the right time, "It's been six days, and in another day, the evil qi will return, and you must be prepared when the time comes." ”

For the pain of scraping bones and flesh on his body, Lin Mochen is getting more and more adapted, and he can even force laughter.

It's just that the power of evil qi is obviously more than that.

The real difficulty of evil qi is not the pain of the moment, just like the ebb and flow of the tide.

If you take seven days as a small cycle, if you carry it, the evil qi will stop for some time, and if you take a month as a large cycle, you can only be hurt to death if you can't resist it.

Don't think that a big cycle is the greatest strength.

Under the continuous erosion of the evil qi, the power to suppress it will continue to be consumed, and it will continue to increase with the help of Lin Mochen's flesh and blood power.

To put it simply, each episode of the evil qi is a routine of "aggression, getting stronger, and then aggression stronger". And the nutrients are the endless vitality in Lin Mochen's body.

In the same way, as long as his vitality is exhausted, his physical body will also collapse and he will naturally die.

"Tomorrow's sub-hour. Lin Mochen's lips moved slightly, and the pain on his body seemed to be a little heavier.

The cloudy sky shuttle quietly stopped on a stone, and after a burst of silver light, Lin Mochen's figure was revealed.

Zhang Mu looked around, except for the remoteness, it was quiet.

Thunder Valley, there is often a thunder, so it is named, but it is really liked by zombies, and it is more notorious.

The sparse foliage of the trees made the way down, and they headed southwest.

After adapting to the body, the body is restored to its vigor and speedily shuttles through the forest.

The reason why he didn't jump on the tree was because Lin someone's vertical leap just now directly broke the root system of the two hugs, and the main trunk sank into the soil, and he also smashed a deep pit on the ground, which was inevitably discouraged.

In order not to harm those flowers and trees, Lin Mochen walked steadily.

After a few hours, Lin Mochen finally heard something different.

"The sound of water?" reconfirmed.

Sure enough, I didn't go far, a small river dozens of zhang wide appeared in front of me, the water surface was calm, and there was some sound of water washing.

If it was before, Lin Mochen would definitely not take this small river in his eyes. Whether it's flying or jumping, you can pass it when you're free.

Now, he's reluctant to try.

In the zombie country, the number of brute beasts and fierce beasts that live on land is not large, unless there are a few places where there are strong people to protect them.

But the water is different, not to mention the large number of fish in it, even those amphibians also grow and breed in it, which is even more dangerous than some ordinary dangerous places.

According to his current state, it is more or less the same to go down to make feed.

Thinking about looking at both sides, Lin Mochen smiled self-deprecatingly. This is a zombie country, how can there be any ferryman.

Under the disturbance of the sound of water, the idea of listening to the sound is even more remote.

For this Thunder Valley, Lin Mochen had only heard that those map magazines did not have the slightest relevant record at all. Even if there were, it was something he hadn't turned over.

And what Mu Lao gave him was only a general direction, and the specific location could only be found by himself.

Dragging his bulky body, Lin Mochen continued to walk for dozens of miles, his eyes lit up.

About three miles ahead of him, an old woman was sitting by the river.

He didn't rush up, but carefully scanned the surroundings. However, no matter how he looked, he couldn't see any traces of the route, and he couldn't help but beat a little drum in his heart.

looked at the gray hair with his back to him combed in a circular bun, coupled with the look of the flower robe, revealing a trace of solemnity.

"Hello, I'm passing by here, is it inconvenient for me to come up and ask you for directions?"

Lin Mochen didn't leave again after all, but shouted at the other party.

It's just a weak chicken, which bothers others rashly, and it is easy to become a broiler.

The old woman turned her head slowly, and it was a face with a little wrinkles on her face, a kind look and a kind look, which looked particularly relatable.

After a glance, the old woman turned, "Come here, little one, no one dares to hurt you." ”

It's so powerful, I can see through my reality at once. Lin Mochen's heart was slightly shocked.

"Excuse me. With steady steps, after a few breaths, he came to the back of the old woman.

"Hello, I don't know what to call you?"

"An old woman, you can call it whatever you want. ”

The old woman did not turn around, holding a basin, and was constantly throwing something into the water, making a muffled noise, reminding others of the depth of the river.

"Hello mother-in-law, I'm going to go to Thunder Valley, I don't know how to go, can you give me some guidance?"

"Young general, you can chat with me for a while. The old woman pointed to a stone in front of her.

Is the bottom line so clear?

Lin Mochen had to doubt the reliability of the Lonely Coffin, and at a glance, his identity had already been clearly felt.

A trace of worry flashed in his heart, and he was quickly suppressed by him, and walked forward freely, until he reached the stone, and only then did he see clearly what the other party was doing.

The old woman was holding a wooden basin in her arms, which was supposed to contain some silver fish and water, because every time she flicked her right hand, a silver fish was thrown into the air and fell into the water.

These fish were all live fish, and Lin Mochen saw them writhing in the air, and they disappeared soon after falling into the water.

A strange feeling rose in my heart, and various thoughts appeared in my mind.

"Why don't you speak?" The old woman's voice was very peaceful, at least much gentler than Lin Mochen imagined.

Lin Mochen smiled implicitly, "I don't know what to say, I'm afraid of disturbing my mother-in-law to release the fish." ”

"You're not going to ask for directions, why don't you ask?" the mother-in-law was still releasing the fish.

"My mother-in-law asked me to chat with me, but I haven't done it yet. Lin Mochen had no intention of stepping on the thunder, "I don't know what my mother-in-law wants to talk about?"

The mother-in-law looked up at Lin Mochen with a faint smile on her face, "Young man, you always have to tell me your name, right?"

"Haha. Lin Mochen scratched the back of his head slightly embarrassed, "My name is Lin Mochen, and I want to walk around and see the good scenery of the zombie country." It's just a road idiot, and I'm lost here. ”

"Not bad idea, but you may not have enough time to do so. ”

The old woman once again pointed out Lin Mochen's situation, which made him shudder a little.