Squeak!

The metal door was pushed open by a crack, enough for Du Wenxing's now small body to pass through.

"Let's go, quack!"

Du Wenxing subconsciously said.

Bei Ming replied in his heart: "Well, don't worry, I didn't sense danger. ”

Du Wenxing calmly drilled into the gap.

Then he jumped out with a chirp and exclaimed, "Quack, what the hell is that?"

"What are you afraid of, it's just a statue!" Bei Ming said disdainfully.

"Statue, croak, that's it, croak, you forgot how embarrassed we were by this demon lord statue before, quack?!" Du Wenxing exclaimed dissatisfiedly.

Beiming: "This statue is just a dead thing!"

Du Wenxing: "Quack, you're sure." ”

Beiming: "Sure, otherwise I would have chased it out." ”

Du Wenxing cautiously poked half of his head in.

The huge black golem stood in the center of the main hall, exuding a majestic aura, and its dark and deep eyes were carved from some kind of strange crystal, which was very agile, causing Du Wenxing to always feel that it was looking down on him.

There was some uneasiness in my heart.

Taking a deep breath, Du Wenxing still jumped into the main hall.

The huge statue remained motionless.

There was silence in the main hall.

Du Wenxing walked around the statue, not daring to leave it at all.

Although Beiming said that it was just a dead thing, the mighty momentum emanating from the statue still made him tremble.

Tick!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, startling him.

Attention finally turned away from the statue.

What is it?

Turning his head to look at where the voice came.

Is it an apse?

Tick!

Another sound came, and it was incomparably clear in the quiet space.

It's the apse!

Du Wenxing determined the bearing.

"Quack, Beiming, what do you think it will be?"

"I don't know, you go and see, there is no warning in my heart, there should be no danger, right?"

The North is not sure.

Although it has a strong sense of danger, this sense is not omnipotent, some triggering or sudden crises, or crises created by beings whose strength realm exceeds that of the Northern Underworld, or crises that suddenly erupt from nature...... These are hard to sense.

Du Wenxing didn't dare to believe it all, but the apse still had to take a look.

He lay on the ground, moving his body cautiously, and in a few moments he passed through the front hall to the apse, and stretched out his head to look.

The scene in front of him shocked Du Wenxing's heart.

The scope of this apse is surprisingly wide, with a radius of hundreds of zhang.

Some kind of strange plant grows in the main hall, forming a large forest composed of a single plant.

These plants, in terms of physical form, are no different from ordinary pine and cypress trees.

The same branches are straight, the same branches are luxuriant, almost able to shade the sky, if you are in the forest, it is like being in an ordinary primeval forest.

It is rare for such a dense forest to grow in the main hall, but what is even more rare is that these trees, whether they are branches and leaves, or trunks, are very different in color from ordinary trees.

- Black!

It was as black as ink, like the night flowing, as if under the cover of a large dark cloud, it became the clothes of this forest sea.

In the sky above the hall, which is nearly 100 zhang high, there is a black and dull black gas, echoing with the black forest below.

Because the black gas is so dense that it gives people a liquid feeling, as if a black lake is lying upside down.

Tick!

The voice came again, and the direction was...... In the middle of the black forest.

"Are you sure there is no danger, quack?" Du Wenxing couldn't help but ask Bei Ming quietly.

Beiming: "...... Uh, I'm sure...... Let's do it!"

"Grass!"

Du Wenxing looked at the depths of the black forest, his gaze changed, and finally gritted his teeth, flicked his hind limbs, and jumped forward.

"Hey, hey, are you really going in?"

Seeing Du Wenxing's movements, Beiming's heart became weak.

Du Wenxing ignored it and continued to move forward.

In three steps and two steps, he came to the front of the forest, and looked up at the trees in front of him.

From a distance, it's just a dark condensation, and that's it.

Once you get closer, the perception is different.

In Du Wenxing's eyes, every leaf on this tree, no matter the size of the new or the old, has clear textures all over the place, and these textures are not simple leaf vein patterns, but patterns that look like hideous human faces.

The faces of the people on these patterns are plausible and distorted.

It feels as if countless people are suffering from terror, boundless torture, and their expressions are on the outside.

"Soul Yin Wood! So many Soul Yin Wood!" Bei Ming exclaimed.

"Quack, what is the Soul Yin Wood?" Du Wenxing asked.

Bei Ming explained in a shocked tone, "This Soul Yin Wood is a plant cultivated by the Demon Gate in ancient times, and this kind of tree can only grow if it uses the flesh and soul of Xiuzhen as nutrients. ”

Du Wenxing's heart was shocked, there were at least thousands of soul yin trees in this black forest, how many people had been killed!

However, Beiming's explanation behind him was even more terrifying, so he listened to Beiming continue: "That's it, what's even more terrifying is that once this soul yin wood grows, the inner soul will be born by itself——"

"What!" Du Wenxing interrupted Beiming's words, "Quack, you mean that this kind of thing has its own consciousness!"

"Listen to me!" Bei Ming said impatiently: "Although this thing can generate a divine soul, it needs to be watered with the soul of a wise creature every day before its divine soul can grow." This Soul Yin Wood Forest has not obtained a Divine Soul for thousands of years, and even if it gives birth to consciousness, it should be 'starving' to death by now!"

"Quack, can the soul still 'starve' to death?"

"That's what it means, you don't understand. "Beiming is dissatisfied with Du Wenxing's fault.

Du Wenxing relaxed slightly, "Then I'll really go in, quack?"

"This, whatever you want, be careful! Who knows what else is weird!" Bei Ming left three points for this, and he was not sure that there was really no danger.

Jumping in cautiously, there was a dead silence in this Soul Yin Wood Forest, there were no insects, no wild beasts, no birds......

These things are annoying in normal times, but in such an environment, without them, they suddenly seem to be calm.

There was not even the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, it was all a gloomy silence, which made people tremble and tremble.

After walking hundreds of meters, without any danger, Du Wenxing's heart was half relieved.

Tick!

The crisp voice rang out again.

Du Wenxing sped up.

By the way, he asked: "Quack, since this soul yin wood has been planted in large quantities by the demon lord, what should it be used for?"

Bei Ming knew what he meant, and said with a smile: "Of course this thing is useful, and it is not small, hehe!"

Beiming sold a pass, and Du Wenxing hurriedly asked: "What is the use, can I use it, quack?"

"You, don't think about it, don't say that you are not a monk, even if you are a monk, if you don't practice the Demon Gate Exercises, you won't need this thing. Because of its unique characteristics of accommodating the soul, this soul yin wood is actually used by the Demon Gate to cultivate the art of dividing the soul, to put it bluntly, it is equivalent to a life amulet, which is naturally very valuable to the Demon Gate, but the cultivation of the Demon Gate secret method cannot be used. ”

(End of chapter)