Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

Shi Lei has rich experience in survival in the wild. With the support of the Beast Temple, he knows many secrets of the continent. He completely ignored the replica forest that appeared before him and just kept on walking.

On the fifteenth day after entering, he arrived not far from the Tongtian Tree.

Standing at the edge of the forest, not daring to take a step forward.

His body was alerted to the danger and goosebumps appeared all over his body. It seemed that if he dared to take a step forward, he would be killed immediately.

The frightened feeling was uncomfortable, as if being stared at by a ferocious beast.

There is only a plain bordering the forest. Looking up, you can see some houses with white walls and black roofs, scattered in an orderly manner on both sides of a small river.

The river water sparkled, and the breeze blew, lifting the willow branches on the bank, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

The only thing wrong was that it was too quiet, without a single animal.

Shi Lei wandered for a long time and finally returned to the forest. He caught a few hares and threw them out of the forest. The hares landed safely and spread their legs to find holes to hide in.

He watched the safe and lively little rabbit disappear into the grass. His joy lasted less than a second and the smile on his face slowly faded, because the feeling that made his heart beat faster did not leave, but became even stronger.

If he was just being targeted by one ferocious beast just now, now he is being targeted by a group of ferocious beasts.

He could even be heard swallowing his saliva, as if he were a delicious meal.

He didn't dare to go in, but was unwilling to give up. He hurried and hurried, and was almost there, but stopped here.

He took out a round plate from the space. It was made of jade and had a hole in the middle. It was a life-saving magical weapon that could save one's life when encountering danger.

In the past, with his ninth-level strength, he could roam freely in the Orc Continent except for a few forbidden areas.

He had no use for this life-saving magical weapon, and it made him feel a little sad to take it out now.

After all, everything in front of him was too ordinary, so ordinary that he hadn't even seen the divine blood yet. If he used it up early, he would have to risk his life if there was any danger later.

Shi Lei hung the disc on his chest, weapon in hand, and took a tentative step forward.

A grunt.

The loud sound of swallowing saliva made Shi Lei quickly retract his foot.

He looked at the towering tree with a serious face.

He heard it clearly that the sound came from the Bamboo Tree.

There are many mutated plants in the Orc Continent, but they are all in the deep mountains and old forests. They are very aggressive. Because they are not afraid of being hurt, they are particularly difficult to deal with. Even a ninth-level strongman will avoid them if possible.

If that towering tree was a mutant plant, Shi Lei would feel a chill on his back. Who could possibly defeat it?

After careful consideration, he decided not to get close to the towering tree, but to seek shelter outside the group of houses.

Shi Lei never thought that he would fall to the point where he could only beg for money.

But he had to do it, as his life was running out. If he didn't break through to level ten, his end would be nigh.

He made up his mind to take the second step, grunting.

The third step, the fourth step... until he reached the outermost white house and found nothing unusual, Shi Lei curled the corners of his mouth.

He believed that as long as he kept a sufficient distance, the immobile mutated plants would not be able to cause any harm to him.

Shi Lei looked at the house in front of him.

The outer layer of the house was actually covered with a layer of white mud. With one claw, most of the white mud was cut off. Under the mud was a green stone, leaving five white marks made by him.

Shi Lei clicked his tongue and cut off a large piece of the wall with his sharp claws. He found that the stone used to make the wall was not hard and had many pores inside. Each piece was square. Then he used white mud to stick the stones together to form the wall of the house.

Nothing has been discovered about this. At most, the stones are rare. The stones used in the Beast Temple are harder than these, but they are not square, so there is nothing to recommend them.

Shi Lei dropped the stone in his hand, pushed open the wooden door, and with a creak, the structure of the entire house was revealed.

There was a wooden bed, a wooden table, and wooden stools in the house. On the table were a few white porcelain cups and a long-spouted ceramic pot. The pot was empty and there was a layer of brown dirt on the walls.

The room is simply furnished and clear at a glance, with nothing special about it.

Shi Lei stepped out, then came back, stretched out a finger and wiped the table. It was surprisingly clean, without any dust.

Shi Lei's fur stood on end. This was too unusual. Could there be people living here?

He hastily retreated outside the house and nothing happened.

But he soon realized something was wrong. The large section of the wall he had just cut off had now completely returned to its original state.

Everything is as before.

When the gurgling sound sounded again, Shi Lei turned and ran, only having time to let out a scream before his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

Qiao Xin asked: "Did you hear it?"

Lang Rui: "I heard it, it's him."

The originally quiet forest suddenly became eerie and terrifying. Lang Rui looked around vigilantly. For the rest of the journey, they remained extremely quiet. The relief brought by solving the mystery of the forest had long disappeared.

Nearly another month has passed. If you were outside, it should be May and the Hurricane Plains should have entered early summer. But at this moment in the ancestral land, it is still as lush and green as spring. The weather seems to be just right, with no changes at all.

Qiao Xin and his friends finally arrived at the edge of the forest. At the end of the endless grassland was the towering tree. As far as the eye could see, there were houses with white walls and black tiles. A small river came from far away, passed through the village composed of houses, and flowed to the distance.

Nothing unexpected happened in the forest, and they found no new clues under the tree with the cross mark.

Looking at the house in the distance, Qiao Xin felt a little uneasy. "Do you think anyone lives there?"

Lang Rui: "Doesn't the painting say that they all left?"

Qiao Xin: "But I'm a little nervous. The screams of a level nine expert, what kind of danger must he have encountered?! We are two level threes and one underage second year, we will just be sent to the battlefield."

Lang Rui: "Do you want to live here forever?"

Before Qiao Xin could say anything, Lang Yu quit and said, "I want to go back to the Huaxia tribe. It's not fun here." He had no friends.

Lang Rui gently kicked his butt and said, "Then go in."

Lang Yu hugged his legs with his backhand, "No, be afraid."

Qiao Xin laughed. This fearless kid actually felt scared. It seemed that it was really dangerous inside.

"Why don't we go around that place and go directly under the tree."

Lang Rui nodded. This was the only way, but he always felt that things were not that simple.