The deeper you go into the canyon, the stranger the plants become. There are many types that I have never seen before.

From time to time, there are still a few rattling sounds. It's scary for this empty canyon.

Even foxes and rats have a keen sense of smell. But they didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

Rather, it's this quietness. It made them even more uneasy. Because they all understand the calm before the storm.

After two or three hours of trekking, the terrain in the canyon began to change. From the former canyon to an endless plain. The plains are covered with grass, and this grass is very lush. At a glance, a piece of green.

This feeling of being filled with oxygen makes the white curtain and yellow slip very comfortable.

Cheerful play. It wasn't until Huang Yu disappeared while playing that Bai Curtain felt something was wrong with this.

He shouted Huang Yu's name while using his ability. Surveying the grassland, there was no yellow slip in the slightest.

The white curtain continued to walk forward suddenly. A pair of sheep came out of the grassland in the distance. The sheep come across as strange, they take a very straight route and their eyes are glazed. Bai Mu looked at the ocean inside, there was no life at all, just an empty body, but why did the empty body walk?

So the white curtain followed the flock. It didn't take long for the sheep to follow in their footsteps to a jungle. This jungle is more primitive. The plants inside are all more than ten meters tall or even taller.

The plants in it have grown mouths that look like people. It seems that there is consciousness in them. The impression of the Millennium Tree Spirit immediately appeared in Hakuraku's mind.

Then an incredible scene appeared in Bai Mu's eyes. I saw the flock of sheep walking under the cannibal tree. The cannibal tree did not pass a single bite or a sheep, and one after another did not stop. When all the sheep enter the belly of the cannibal tree. The cannibal tree suddenly bloomed. Several brightly colored mysterious fruits were also harvested.

After about ten minutes, the fruit quickly grows larger. It can be described as a very fast growth rate. You can see that the fruit is getting bigger.

Suddenly, a fruit fell to the ground. The fruit directly turned into the sheep that the number of people had just eaten, exactly the same, without any difference. Immediately after that, other fruits fell one after another. It has also become a creature with only a shell, an appearance that looks like a yang, but is not a sheep. Then they walked straight forward in a long line as if they had been trained.

Bai Mu continued to follow the flock of sheep, only to find that the mutton had gone the same way and returned here. The previous scene was repeated.

Hyakmu carefully relied on his years of experience walking in the jungle. Walk around the cannibal forest in front of you. After a ten-minute journey, there was a different scene in front of me.

An old tree with a solitary vine. It is a dry grass that has no life at all, and there seems to be nothing to prove that the grass is alive except that the roots are in the soil. The further you go. The grass becomes more sparse. Slowly, a desert appeared in the eyes of the white curtain.

Overhead, the fierce sun shone on the earth. No one can stand it. The hundred curtains continued to walk forward, and about an hour passed. The weather is starting to get cooler. Slowly the snow began to fall. Further on, it's white. The place was already eerily quiet, and there was a hint of life under the embellishment of snowflakes.

I really sigh at the magic of nature, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter in this canyon in the meaning of a variety of terrain and landforms.

Walk through snowy fields. I came to a cliff. The cliff is bottomless as far as the eye can see. There was a whirring wind below.

White Curtain didn't have a clue. I had to move forward. Climbed the cliff back and forth twice. It's getting dark. But it was not dark. The road ahead is still clearly visible.

Bai Mu sat down and rested for a while. I'm alone now, and I don't know if I can go on.

Thinking that it is still stored outside with the wind, I am still waiting for myself to go back. I couldn't go back blank, so I gritted my teeth and continued to walk forward.

The hardships of this journey can only be understood by the white curtain himself. The weather here is really strange, one moment it rains, the other the sun is scorching. Sometimes a few large hailstones fall suddenly. The terrain is also varied. Sometimes it's a mountain. Sometimes there are long rivers, and sometimes there are endless plains. I don't know how long I walked. Due to the lack of food, although I have thousands of years of cultivation for dozens of days, it doesn't matter if I don't eat. But it can't stand that.

Just as the White Tomb was about to pass out, he slowly saw two stone pillars rising from the ground. There was a dangling piece of grass in the middle of the pillar. In most people's descriptions, it's soul grass. But at this time, the white curtain no longer had the strength to get up.

Then two black stone pillars appeared behind him, and in the middle of this stone pillar was a huge whirlpool.

Suction erupted in the vortex, pulling Bai Mu's body apart, and Bai Mu relied on his own strength to support it strongly. Try not to lose consciousness. But this vortex suction gets stronger and stronger over time.

Slowly, he grasped the dead tree in front of him and tried to keep himself in place, not to be sucked in by the whirlpool.

But over time, the suction is still intensifying. Bai Mu understood that it was not a way for him to go on like this, and only by taking down the soul condensing grass could he truly complete the task.

She thought about her beliefs, and had given up on her entire family. I can't give up halfway at this time. I also promised him to see the world together.

The white curtain used the last remaining strength in his body to grasp what he could grasp on the ground, and pushed forward step by step.

It was only a foot away from the soul grass. But all the strength has been exhausted. There's really no way to reach for it. Bai Mu had no choice but to turn all the limits of his body into a force and fly out, holding his hand fiercely. That soul grass. Then she fainted, and the huge vortex sucked her in.

When Shiramu woke up, he saw Huang slipping beside him, smearing the water stuck with the leaves on his mouth.

Huang Yu saw Bai Mu wake up and hurriedly helped her up.

"Sister Fox, you've slept long enough this night. I slept for half a month. I thought you wouldn't wake up. ”

When the white curtain came up, my head felt a little painful. But I still remember the previous events vividly. He clearly remembered that he was playing with Huang Yu on the grassland, and then Huang Yu disappeared, so there was something to follow. But the feeling now makes Hakuku think he's dreaming.

She hurriedly looked at the soul grass she was holding in her hand. Only then did they realize that they had entered the illusion that they had entered, but they had not entered. Perhaps it was a test of feelings. When the life form breaks through the limit, will there be a kind of pursuit? Your yearning pushes you forward. If Bai Mu hadn't gotten the Soul Grass and persevered to the end, maybe she wouldn't have woken up again.

Sometimes the arrow is already on the string. Maybe you sent it out to save others and save yourself.

Then Huang Yu left with the white curtain.

Along the way, Kashiwagi recalled his hardships and bits and pieces along the way.

"The spring, summer, autumn and winter represent the four seasons with him, and the uneven slopes represent the uphill road of feelings, sometimes an endless plain, sometimes an indifferent glacier. The ups and downs of life. In the end, they will face the final test. If you get past it, then the future will be bright. If you don't make it through, then tomorrow you'll only have endless figures and regrets and blame. ”

The so-called Soul Condensing Grass. It's not just the human soul that is condensed. What really unites us is the hearts of the people. and a psychology that looks at the world without prejudice.

This journey is over. Back in the village. Everyone looked at the white curtain with strange eyes, because he was thousands of years old. The only one who survived by entering the mysterious valley.

Not really. It's just that no one will want to do it for someone they know at all. Desperately fighting for a legendary thing. Nobody knows if it's real, why? I'm going to try it desperately. If I like someone, even if the chance is only 1%, I am willing to try, this is the real thing. Feelings.

The empty sheep inside may mean that my heart is still empty, but I still say I love you! This is true of the world!

The hundred curtains were brought out with the wind, and all the villagers and elders around watched it. I want to witness the efficacy of this soul condensing grass. Some people wanted to ask what they had experienced inside, but they all smiled faintly.

"Nothing. I just got some sleep."

In the end, he left without using the Soul Condensation Grass on the spot. Because Twilight felt that this was not just a soul condensing grass, but a testimony to his feelings for the wind.

Leaving the town, Bai Mu found a cave called Huang Yu, and looked at the entrance of the cave, and he sat in the cave, facing the wind. Take out all the materials one by one.

Followed by. The material seemed to have grown legs, and it flew towards the wind, and there was not even a bit of scum left.

Immediately after that, the body with the wind began to soften. Then collapsed to the ground. The white curtain places it. I went to find some sweet fruits. Wait for the wake up with the wind.

It was also dark. The stars and the moon are out. It was a bit cold on the late autumn nights. Huang Yu was very sensible and didn't mention the sadness of Bai Mu in this lonely night, after following Bai Mu for so long, he himself understood something.

The next day was fast in coming. The morning dew and the birds in the trees and the scorching sun overhead. It's all reminding. It's the beginning of a new day.

Suifeng still hasn't woken up. But his face seemed to have changed a lot better. White Curtain went to find some fresh berries again. He said that the first meal for Suifeng must be good and fresh.

Dull weather. From the afternoon it became cloudy. Soon it was pouring rain.

Then there was a loud bang. Thunder struck the cave. A thunder dragon sprang out of the wind-swept pine body. Soar into the sky.