Taoist chanting

Chapter 428 Watching a Play and Lightning Strike

Watching the monk go away in a hurry and disappear into perception, Zhang Wenfeng did not have any emotional fluctuations. He sat on the branch of the big tree in silence, surrounded by the branches and leaves of the big tree, and even stopped breathing.

With the help of the vertical and horizontal roots and lush vegetation of the trees under him, he can detect subtle movements within several miles near the top of the mountain.

But one thing he knew clearly was that he was not in the state of being transformed into a tree at this time.

It's just that it is integrated with the big tree and uses the skin on the body to breathe the aura of heaven and earth, like a branch on a big tree, without taking root in the ground, standing upright in the sky and the independent aura, thinking becomes dull and strange.

When you are not concentrating, everything you look at seems "empty" and indifferent.

Standing on the sidelines, watching everything around you ruthlessly.

Time didn't seem to exist for him, and he was so slow to react to the transition between night and day.

Oh, another day has passed.

There was a patter of spring rain falling softly. As far as he could see, the misty rain and the mist flowed. He could feel all kinds of subtle and almost negligible jumps and waves on the top of the mountain. It was the cheering gesture of trees, flowers and plants to welcome the rain.

When he focused, the world in his eyes became much slower.

Even the falling speed of the rain was a bit slower, and the traces were crystal clear, and the trajectory was clearly visible.

He "saw" a lizard-like monster with a monkey head and a body that would change color. Its body was less than three feet long, and it crawled on the ground like the wind. In the blink of an eye, it passed through the grass and climbed onto a pine tree. There are no monsters in sight.

After a while, he realized that it was a "mountain ghost spirit".

A squirrel sensed danger and jumped out of the tree hole to the upper branch to escape quickly.

"Bang", the squirrel was hit by an invisible strange wind, rolled and fell downwards, and was bitten by the throat by the mountain ghost. After a moment of hesitation, the monster let go of the other three squirrels that escaped from the tree hole and bit Jumping off the big tree with the prey, quickly away.

It seems to sense the gaze of some kind of existence, and it goes up.

In the wild life in the jungle, hunting and anti-hunting are staged all the time.

If you want to live a long life, you cannot ignore any danger and remain indifferent.

Zhang Wenfeng slowly gave up on concentrating. He instinctively likes to watch casually and freely, not to interfere with the rules of the jungle, and he is also a member of the jungle.

Slow has its benefits.

Everything within the range of perception has nothing to hide, and he can also see "thrilling" aphids fighting.

Something new happens every day. A drop of dew dripping from the green leaves is a disaster for the ants looking for food below. He can clearly see the hapless ant trapped in the dew from various angles, struggling desperately. effort.

If you climb out, you can live, if you can't get out, you will drown in the dew.

For ants, a drop of dew is an unfathomable river and lake.

The sky is sunny after the rain, and the moon is full after the moon wanes.

He saw a three-foot-long jasper snake suddenly opened its mouth and devoured a hare. The snake straightened up and turned into a four-foot-tall ghostly woman with a walking stick and her whole body shrouded in black mist. In the middle, drifting away in the grass.

Before leaving, the ghost-faced woman transformed by the grass ghost snake looked around.

The area around Caomu Ridge is more woody than other places, and the vegetation grows extraordinarily lush, making it a good place for hunting.

Of course, the danger is relatively more.

Everyone who came here to hunt, whether it was spirits or monsters, didn't stay much.

Zhang Wenfeng also "saw" a transparent Bubble-like Shadow Catcher lurking on a tree trunk, and just stopped moving. He didn't come out of the state to kill the hidden Shadow Catcher.

With each passing day, the hunting scenes in the jungle are played out under his eyes every day.

I don't know how long it has passed, three men and women arrived here.

It took Zhang Wenfeng a long time to realize that the woman was an acquaintance, Chu Qing'er from the Baiwu clan. His eyes were "empty" watching the third-rank man among them "knocking on the mountain gate" with his hands. portal.

The middle-aged man was wearing an ordinary robe, with a bright red jade belt tied around his waist. He performed "knock on the mountain gate" three times, and said in a low voice, "It's strange, why can't I open the mountain gate of the secret realm of Caomuling? The method is correct, and the season is right. Got to..."

The man noticed the vague prying eyes, and he used his spiritual sense to scan the entire mountain calmly.

After careful inspection twice, he searched up and down, but he didn't find anything unusual.

The feeling of being spied on is still the same, it has never been more, and it has never disappeared. It seems to be so intentionally, faintly like a light on his back.

The man's heart was tense, and he secretly sent a voice transmission to the two of them to "be careful". He knew that there were many strange things in the ups and downs, but he was not too afraid. With his third-level cultivation, he would not be afraid even if he encountered three or two of the same level.

Only the two juniors are hard to take care of, and they may suffer.

Chu Qing'er said via voice transmission: "Uncle Xun, why don't I try 'knocking on the mountain gate'?"

They wanted to enter the secret realm of Caomu Ridge to find something, which was an opportunity left in the classics by the seniors of the sect more than [-] years ago.

After such a long time, it is hard to say whether the stuff is still there, and they want to give it a try.

The middle-aged man nodded, and continued to explore the various places on the mountain with his spiritual sense.

Chu Qing'er pressed the air with both hands, and knocked on the mountain gate with a specific rhythm. The green, pink, and white rays of light gathered in the air gradually formed and appeared in the direction of the light wave portal. ……donkey.

There are three little spirits appearing gracefully.

The light dissipated, and the donkey and Jingmei in the sky and the three people below stared wide-eyed.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "It's Lvzhiniang Jingmei and Huamei, they've come out."

Chu Qing'er and another young man looked curiously at Xiao Jingmei, who had only seen it in the classics, and it was indeed so beautiful, but what kind of existence is the donkey that came out with Xiao Jingmei?
Some of them can't understand.

Are there still donkeys living in the secret territory of Caomuling?
They don't believe that a donkey can walk into the grass and woods. How can a donkey knock at the mountain gate without hands?
The three little spirits suddenly screamed in unison: "There are... spirits who want to eat us... Lu Zijin, help!"

They were so frightened that they didn't know what to do. They hurriedly took out their green spears and pointed them in one direction, pointing at the big tree more than ten feet away.

Their faces paled and they trembled.

Subconsciously, he fell onto the donkey's back.

After getting along with the heartless donkey for nearly two months, even Hua Mei and Hua Fenglan are familiar with the donkey,

The three people below were also startled, and drifted back calmly.

On the land of Caomu Ridge, is there anything that can threaten the spirit of Green Weaver?

It's not that they lack knowledge, but such uncommon common sense, how can they remember it for a while?

They preconceived it, thinking that it was the powerful guy who was spying on them secretly, but couldn't find it no matter what, and wanted to jump out and devour three cute little spirits.

Step back and have a look, it depends on the situation whether you make a move or not.

They dare not provoke a powerful opponent easily.

The donkey's body flashed with thunder, and it reacted very quickly. First, it protected the three petite spirits on its back. In the blink of an eye, a cloud of thunder hit the nearby tree with a "boom". Having dealt with him once, I know how difficult that little thing is.

A large piece of silver thunder light is as fine as a silk net, covering the area of ​​more than ten feet.

Whether it is trees or flowers and plants, they turned into coke in an instant.

Under the attack of the Huanghuang Lightning Technique, not a single blade of grass remained.

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(End of this chapter)