Under the reflection of torches, countless towering ancient trees reflected into their eyes and hid into the darkness in the distance.

Feng Chenglin looked confused: "How come there are big trees here? Shouldn't we be underground?"

If it weren't for the fact that I had just remembered, he would have really thought he had gone to the wrong place.

Ling Luoyu used his spiritual sense to sweep around, and his eyebrows slightly clumped.

"The rocks here are faults, which should be caused by earthquakes!"

"Earthquake? What does it mean?"

"During an earthquake, the ground collapsed, and the woods above fell, and then continued to grow here, eventually becoming such an ancient forest... Therefore, the air here is so fresh!"

Ling Luoyu lit the torch again, handed it to Feng Chenglin, and took the lead in walking towards the ancient forest.

Feng Chenglin gritted his teeth and said with hatred: "Who founded this Lu Dao Academy? It's so perverted!"

No matter how much he complained, he would still quickly follow him so as not to fall behind.

At this time, he finally agreed with Beihai Dun's words.

In this place, with his cultivation level, he can't play with it at all.

After about half an hour of leaving, Ling Luoyu suddenly stopped and turned his head to look behind him with a strange look.

Feng Chenglin was creepy when she saw it: "San Young Master, what are you watching?"

"Wuye Feng!"

"ah?!"

"Shh!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly extinguished the torch and pulled Feng Chenglin and flashed silently toward the ancient tree on one side.

Without half a stick of incense, a sound of clothes rushing into my ears.

Feng Chenglin subconsciously pinched Ling Luoyu's arm, but was blocked.

Not long after, the light of a torch was imprinted into his eyes.

Wuyefeng jumped over with a torch in his hand.

He walked and stopped, checking the surrounding trees from time to time, as if he was looking for something.

After he passed, Ling Luoyu looked at the ancient trees he had inspected, and finally saw a strange symbol on the tree.

Judging from the traces of the symbol, it has been a long time.

Feng Chenglin was confused: "What is the mute doing?"

Ling Luoyu fainted from the corner of his lips: "Come on him!"

In order to avoid being noticed by Wuye, Ling Luoyu took the lead in keeping with the hairball, and the Maoqiu led Feng Chenglin to fall behind, following Ling Luoyu's breath.

Where Wuyefeng walked by, Ling Luoyu could always see the marks of those symbols.

Finally, after an hour, he stopped in front of an ancient tree, observed the surroundings, and drilled into a crack that was wide by a person on the tree.

The ancient tree he crawled into was a dead giant tree, which needed ten people to hug it.

It is not so much a tree as a tree house.

Ling Luoyu hesitated for a moment and asked Mao Qiu and Feng Chenglin to guard the door, and she got in by herself.

The tree house was very dry, and there was also a spice smell that seemed to be there or there.

After careful identification, Ling Luoyu determined that it was a herb called ginseng.

The biggest function of this herb is antiseptic.

After taking ginseng, the body of a living person will not decay within a hundred years after he dies.

There are antiseptic herbs in this place, which is absolutely strange.

In the tree house are several spiral downward stone stairs, which are rough and simple.

Ling Luoyu checked the footprints, and there was only Wu Ye Feng's mark.

strangeness!

How did he know that this place has other worlds!?

With Ling Luoyu and the others' route, they will never come here.

Even if I get here, I just pass by in a hurry and I will never notice that there is something different here.

As the stone stairs went down, Wuye Feng's thoughts also came to his ears.

"Master, I keep my promise and take you out of this cage!"

Amid the sound of chains, Ling Luoyu saw Wu Ye Feng pulling a chain.

One end of the chain is embedded in the wall, and the other end is locked with a mummy.
Chapter completed!