Seeing this scene, he no longer hesitated, and directly entered the bird's mind with a gentle spiritual power, and instantly found the medicinal power, and the bird's spiritual power was very weak, and he couldn't resist it at all, let alone refining.

And the spiritual power that was scattered rushed directly to the medicinal power, slowly channeling this energy, and slowly directed to the bird, and the bird could not feel the oppressive power, but had an indescribable comfort, and the spiritual power became active, slowly absorbing this energy.

"Almost Hurt You"

Trollan stretched out his hand and stroked the bird, which was still unconscious, but its face became calm, and if you looked closely, you could see a hint of joy.

Then he gently placed the bird on top of a large tree, made some protection around it, and then left without looking back.

This little bird is only seen to be a little strange, so he will give it a chance, and now that the little bird absorbs that medicinal power, I am afraid it will take a lot of time, and it is impossible for him to take it with him.

“......”

At night, Higasan finally saw the river, although the night was charming, but Tosan was not an ordinary person, and the river was the same as the usual river water, but it needed to be tested.

And there are other monks here, naturally they also feel the drag, but they only look at it, and then disagree.

"Chirp"

Dragged scattered next to pick up a quick rotten wood, it is also peculiar, there is nothing on the riverbank, directly say yellow land.

This rotting wood is obviously scattered here as well.

And the rotten wood fell on the surface of the river, and under the gaze of the drag, it sank directly, and then disappeared. Trolling scatters the rotten wood with the power of the spirit, but the rotten wood seems to be non-existent, and there is no trace to be found.

This shocked the hearts of the people, it seems that this river is really strange, not to be underestimated. Starting.. m..

"This fellow Daoist, I think you should also go to the Valley of the Dead Demon, why don't you join us, tomorrow we will use the Jin Lingsuo to cross the river, it is extremely simple and safe, how about it?"

At this time, a man with a slightly dark face and an average figure came next to him, but at this time, he was smiling and looking at the drag, waiting for a response.

"Jin Lingsuo?"

"Could it be that Daoyou is here for the first time, Jin Lingsuo is specially refined by us for this purpose, just to facilitate people who cross the river, basically someone will use our Jin Lingsuo every day, there is no deception"

Seeing the surprise of Tokusan, the black-faced man explained again, and his smile became even brighter.

"Are there any other Daoists here who want to cross the river?"

Shuffle shook his head and looked around, but he didn't rush to answer.

"It's getting late today, other Taoist friends have already entered, it's normal for Taoist friends to come for the first time and don't know, if you want to enter the secret realm, you have to enter the secret realm during the day, the demonic qi will be greatly reduced during the day, which is beneficial to us, and at night the demonic qi will increase a lot, only the Taoist friends outside the secret perimeter dare to stay in it at night, if you go deeper, I'm afraid that the demonic qi will directly enter the body, and it is normal to explode and die."

The black-faced man patiently explained that they had been here for a while, and they had entered it, and the one who came out safely was not only in the outer periphery of the secret area, but also in the secret territory, and they had not seen it come out until now.

Therefore, there are many people who come here to ask, and they can only answer truthfully, if it weren't for some forces behind them, I'm afraid some people would have fought out of anger.

"Okay, then I'll borrow the Daoyou's Jin Lingsuo tomorrow."

The black-faced man smiled in response, but after a few words of conversation between the two, the black-faced man returned to his place of residence.

And the black-faced man also told Tsusan that although this place is next to the river, as long as it is not touched, it will be fine.

He was meditating here, and a few of the black-faced man's companions looked at him.

"This person's cultivation is so low, I'm afraid he can't even afford the spirit stone, why bother to woo him"

"I think this person is just not ordinary, who has not spent a lot of spiritual power when he came here before, and his appearance is also a little unbearable, only this person has a neat appearance, smooth and safe, and his expression is also calm."

The black-faced man who returned to his residence was immediately questioned by his companions.

And after his companion heard this, he naturally looked at the Xuansan, and still shook his head and felt that even if there was a spirit stone to cross the river, I was afraid that it would be very dangerous to stay in the secret outer perimeter, let alone enter the inner perimeter.

When he saw someone looking at him, he didn't change his mind and continued to meditate and rest, but he never let go of his mind, and his spiritual power was always released to deal with unexpected dangers.

But after a night like this, Dragsan stood up and looked at the other side of the river, the bank was also a wasteland, and if he looked a little farther, there was a fog to obstruct him, and he couldn't see the front clearly, even if he had the spiritual power to be blocked, but if he broke in, Dragsan was still confident that he could reach it, but this was too blatant, and this was only the periphery of the secret realm, not worth it.

"Fellow Daoists, there are a few more Daoists who crossed the river together early this morning, you can go over together, and you can take care of each other."

At this time, the black-faced man from yesterday walked over and said to Shrugged San, and looked at the people who had just arrived.

And the first few who came were still meditating and resting at this time, such a long distance, basically everyone would meditate here to recover their mana.

"That's very good, thank you very much"

Tosan looked back, sure enough, and then smiled and thanked him.

The black-faced man smiled slightly, and then led the tow to their position, while a few of his companions were obviously preparing something, and they were busy with each other.

And after the black-faced man arranged a resting place for Shrugged San, he also participated.

The black-faced man carried out a box from a stone house, the box was not big, but it looked very heavy, and it was not easy for several people to carry it.

"Boom"

Several people carried the box to the river and lowered it heavily on the ground, which was peculiar and did not collapse, which caused Tosan to grab a handful of the same dirt beside him.

"It's strange, this is obviously ordinary dirt, why can it bear so much weight"

Just as Higasan looked at the dirt and wondered, the black-faced man came over and saw Hiksan's doubts.

"Fellow Daoist, this soil is ordinary soil, but this river is not ordinary river water, the surrounding soil has the smell of river water, as long as this river is around, these soil has a magical side, and if you leave this river or breath, this soil will be the same as ordinary soil."

"So amazing?"

Tosan nodded and glanced at the river, the river was not so clear, there was no bottom, but there was no sign of flowing, and the river could not see the end at a glance.

"It's magical, but it's useless to us, and it stops us from waiting."

The black-faced man smiled and said again. read3;