Taking advantage of the cold moonlight, Wang Chen stood up and looked around. The mass grave was located between two small hills, in the world of cultivation. It was extremely common to fight with one word, and human life was as cheap as grass.

What's more, it is common for dead people to die in towns like Qinghuwan.

Over time, most of the corpses were piled up here and became mass graves.

Wang Chen stood up, identified the direction quickly, and walked quickly. Compared to this heavy and smelly place, he would rather go back to Shan Cliff and Shi Zhixuan to practice.

At first, the soles of my feet were covered with cold mud. After walking for a while, I entered a forest. The crackling sound of cutting off dead branches kept coming from my feet.

At first, the moonlight shone through the forest. Later, the trees gradually grew taller, and many strange trees grew in competition, and large canopies bloomed on the top, so few moonlight could be cast.

As the surroundings became darker, the howling of unknown beasts came from afar, adding a dangerous look to the jungle in the darkness.

I didn’t expect that there was such a vast jungle outside Qinghu Bay.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Chen suddenly said, "I know where this is. This is the Forbidden Forest, and the one with many monsters!"

When he was in the market during the day, the casual cultivator who sold demon cores said that his demon core was taken from the Forbidden Forest.

The Forbidden Forest is vast and there are groups of monsters. The deeper they go, the stronger the monsters are. The legendary demon king who can tear apart the foundation-building cultivators appeared deep in the Forbidden Forest. Because there is no end, the Forbidden Forest has always been a forbidden area for cultivators.

However, the natural danger obviously underestimates people's pursuit of interests. Every day, countless monks flock to enter the forbidden forest.

The terrifying strange beasts in the forest are treasures for monks.

Animal skin can be made of armor, not to mention luxurious furs that symbolize identity.

After cooking, animal meat becomes an extremely rare delicacy. The meat contains spiritual power, which can assist in practice and make practice twice the result with half the effort.

The innate spiritual power of beast bones and beast teeth are optional materials for making weapons and magic weapons.

Even special parts of some strange beasts can treat rare terminal illnesses and are of great value.

In addition, the ancient spiritual herbs, ancient ruins, and various hidden opportunities hidden in the forbidden forest have been passed down. Over time, it has become a place for practitioners to explore opportunities and make a fortune. Every day, practitioners enter the forbidden forest with various purposes.

Similarly, countless practitioners fall into it every day.

I saw light over there. Xiaoyao Man was in the air and pointed at the distance and was a little excited because this time she was sure that she would not point the wrong way.

But then she watched Wang Chen walk in the opposite direction.

In front of me is a dark and dense jungle.

Xiaoyao knew Wang Chen's nature, but guessed what he thought, so he sat on his shoulders, rarely saying nothing.

There was no expression on Wang Chen's face, but Xiaoyao knew that he was a little distracted at a glance.

There was silence everywhere, and every step brought the rustling sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves, mixed with the sound of dead branches breaking, just like scenes from Qinghu Bay knocking on his heart again and again.

If he couldn't take Bai Linhu's move, and Shui Yunyao could not resist, his strongest sword could not hurt his hair. The feeling of powerlessness was vivid in my mind.

The protagonist was crushed in all directions, but suddenly fell into memories or was stimulated and furious, and instantly became extremely powerful, killing memories, killing rage, killing enemies in various seconds.

There are always such legends in fairy tales.

But obviously, fairy tales are all lies. No matter how angry a weak person is, how much he wants to protect important things, how much stimulated he is, the fact that he is weak will not change because of his self-esteem and stubbornness, nor will it lead to an explosion in desperate situations.

Because weakness...is original sin.

Wang Chen felt that he wanted to be acquitted.

Or you can die with boring self-esteem and stubbornness.

The Qinggang Sword was suspended in the air, killing the green light like a lantern, illuminating a small distance.

As it went deeper, a faint mist rose in the forest, and a layer of water fell on my clothes in a short while.

Wang Chen frowned. In such an environment, he was completely unfamiliar with this place, and even if he knew the terrain, he was afraid that it would be difficult to tell the direction. He thought about it and found a tall tree with his limbs and climbed upwards. It seemed that he was preparing to find a place between the trunks to meditate and rest, and wait for dawn.

There is hope when you are alive. At present, this is rare enough for Wang Chen.

At the same time, he felt like he was catching a cat in his heart. Just now, he had thought of the map containing a dangerous and ghostly spirit more than once.

He judged that his strength is not enough to obtain the opportunity, and forcing it is equivalent to suicide, but at this moment he is not willing to wait for a moment.

Because in the place where the world of cultivation is followed by the law of the jungle, powerful practitioners will not give you time to grow.

At least, Wang Chen felt that at least he had to have the strength to compete with Shui Yunyao first.

"Wang Chen..." Xiao Yao spoke, but hesitated: "I heard that some people have already practiced in their wombs. Every day, peerless masters will transmit energy, use heavenly materials and earth treasures to wash their muscles and marrows. Even after birth, they are bathing in the priceless spiritual liquid. They practice the top magic tricks. Maybe the witch girl just now happened to be such a person..."

Xiaoyao spoke very carefully, for fear of hurting Wang Chen's self-esteem. Of course, her purpose was to comfort her.

"It's useless to do those fancy ones." Wang Chen quickly grasped a branch and climbed upwards. "After all, talent is the most important thing." He said while climbing.

"You..." Xiaoyao suddenly felt that his comfort was a little unnecessary. With Wang Chen's thick skin, he needed to comfort himself?

It does not exist.

But why am I a little happy?

Xiaoyao was very happy, but he heard a strange sound.

She looked up and saw a giant python hanging on a thick branch, and was as big as a washbasin swallowing Wang Chen.

"Be careful!" she exclaimed.

Wang Chen did not expect that such a fierce thing was hidden on the safest tree. Seeing the giant python's smelly mouth suddenly approaching his eyes, he held the tree trunk tightly with one hand and pinched the mark with the other hand, and suddenly a Buddha's light lit up all over his body, wrapping him in it.

"Dong!"

The giant python bit it, but it made a sound like gnawing on gold and iron.

Two golden "卍" characters popped up, and with a click, the two sharp fangs of the giant python collapsed.

It was just aware of the severe pain in its mouth, shocked and unknown. There was a flash of green light in front of it, and the huge snake head was pierced by the Qinggang sword. A powerful force led the giant python to fly out, and nailed it to the tree trunk with a thud.

The giant python seemed to have extremely strong vitality, its head was pierced, and its body was still twisted and struggled endlessly. The huge force made the big tree shake continuously, and the leaves rush down, and it took a long time to gradually stop moving.

"This guy looks colorful and afraid of people, but he didn't expect it to be a good person."

Xiao Yao floated over and said in disappointment when he looked at the huge hideous snake corpse.

"Can't it be because I'm very strong?" Wang Chen looked calm and the Buddha's light slowly dimmed.

"Strong? The basic martial arts of Buddhist practitioners and the flying sword that a practitioner can use. Do you think I don't know it?" Xiaoyao sneered.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Chen decided not to argue with the naughty child who was heartbroken, and climbed up a thick tree trunk twice.
Chapter completed!