The moon is covered with cold light, thick fog. The trees on all sides are twisted and the branches are strange in shape. Logically speaking, in the wild forests, there are inevitably some sounds of birds and beasts, but now they are extremely quiet.

Wen Tianbao only felt a faint strange fragrance spread into the tip of his nose. When he sniffed it carefully, his spirit felt confused and his brain suddenly felt stagnant. He shook his head and then he woke up a little. This strange fragrance can make people feel drowsy?!

Wen Tianbao was frightened for a moment, and everyone on the other side was still talking and laughing. The young man greeted again: "Brother Wen, why are you still standing there? Come and drink and chat together, and eat something."

"What's wrong?" A big and thick palm from behind slapped his shoulder, and it was Mr. Zhang's voice.

"I feel strange in the forest. I just smelled a strange smell." Wen Tianbao replied truthfully with a serious expression.

"Huh?" Mr. Zhang also looked up and carefully sensed it. "It turns out that there is a strange fragrance, and this strange fragrance seems to have an anesthetic effect."

Wen Tianbao didn't say much. In his impression, there was a kind of tree that would emit a strange fragrance, and it would grow older as it grew older. If it was a tree that was almost a elixir for thousands of years, the fragrance would spread within ten miles. Anyone who inhaled the fragrance would be unconscious at a coma at a very least, and his mental damage would be caused or even death.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time." Mr. Zhang made a quick decision and turned to the front, the people who were eating, drinking, and barbecue, scolded: "You should pack up your things quickly and return to the boat. I'm afraid there is danger here!"

"Father. What's wrong?" asked the young man. He was about to stand up, but he couldn't help but sway, as if he was unable to bear the alcohol.

"Zi Ru?" The girl helped him, but she looked a little fascinated. Some of the other sailors and servants were slightly better, while others were even more unbearable, and they fell asleep directly on the ground.

At this moment, the surrounding woods suddenly rustled, and the intertwined leaves seemed to be playing music, swaying in an orderly manner. "What?" Mr. Zhang took the lead and rushed to everyone, hugged the young man and the girl, then kicked his feet and quickly retreated.

The rest of the people were sober and felt bad. They quickly helped each other, put their arms around, and did not remove the tent bonfire and ran directly towards the boat.

With a "swoosh", it seemed like a sharp arrow pierced through the air and penetrated. Then, Mr. Zhang raised his eyebrows and saw a thick black branch piercing straight from the woods. He immediately retreated. But the branches seemed spiritual and extremely flexible, and they were temporarily bent and turned and swept over again.

Wen Tianbao knew that Mr. Zhang could not use the two of them in his hand, so he immediately floated in front of his body. On his chest, Baoyu flashed again, and a trace of pure spiritual energy poured into his palm.

His lips moved, and he whispered silently, and then a light flashed in his palm, shining brightly.

This is a method passed down by his family and is also a familiar method in the world of immortal cultivation. This technique can make people tough and powerful in a flash, and have infinite power. Now, with Wen Tianbao's cultivation and only activate a trace of spiritual energy in the precious jade, it can only maintain it in the palm.

"Pingpong" is like hitting on metal and stone. Although the thick branch trembled and stopped the castration, the forest became more turbulent. Through the moonlight, it was obvious that there was a huge tree inside, with branches flying, as if roaring.

"Go away!" Wen Tianbao and others were all shocked.

Now almost everyone woke up and rolled and crawled to the boat, hoping to have two more feet.

"Brush brush", a series of sounds of breaking through the air came, like long black cones, piercing into the sky. Some of them who had no time to escape were immediately picked up by thick branches, screaming in pain, and then quickly retracted, becoming the object of the tree spirit's mouth.

Wen Tianbao and Mr. Zhang had no time to rescue everyone, so they had to watch the blood rain fly. After a while, seven or eight people died tragically under the tree.

"It's better to get on the boat quickly." Mr. Zhang ignored that much and quickly reminded Wen Tianbao.

"Okay." Wen Tianbao is still very fragile now. Every time he squeezes out the little spiritual energy of Baoyu, he can't even use the flame technique, so he has to protect himself.

Just as Wen Tianbao followed Mr. Zhang onto the boat, several branches suddenly swept over quickly. This time it was extremely sharp, just like a sharp arrow full of bowstrings, with blood on the branches, like a deadly cold light.

"Ha!" Mr. Zhang turned around and tried his best, slashing down several times in succession, as fast as lightning and as heavy as Mount Tai, but only made small marks on the branches. Wen Tianbao faced two thick branches, and his hands flashed with a flash of inches and thrust hard, but he only pushed the size away. However, others wanted to return to the boat by pushing away the power of countershock. As long as they arrived on the boat, everything would be safe.

At this moment, the rough branch that had originally entangled Mr. Zhang suddenly moved in the face of the battle and actually attacked from behind and stabbed Wen Tianbao.

"Damn it!" Wen Tianbao had a crisis before and afterwards, and he was already in a desperate situation. Even though Mr. Zhang was by his side, he was unable to save his martial arts.

At the critical moment, he suddenly gritted his teeth and did not dodge or avoid, and fell directly to the two branches in front.

At the same time, a thick branch behind him followed. Between the front and back, Wen Tianbao's body seemed to turn into a snake, extremely agile. He hugged a branch in front of him with his left arm and hooked one with his feet. He wanted to use his right arm to hit the thick branch in the back, but he still had the will but lacked strength.

Wen Tianbao screamed, and his right shoulder was penetrated by the branches.

"Brother Wen!" As well as Mr. Zhang, young Zhang Ziru, young girl Wang Qingyi, and many sailors screamed when they saw this.

But at the moment, there was no way to rescue the situation. Everyone's eyes were filled with tears. After all, Wen Tianbao had known them for a long time, and the tenacity of this young man also made them admire him.

After Wen Tianbao's right arm was pierced, the other two branches wrapped around it and wrapped Wen Tianbao into a "zongzi". It was like a gust of wind, and it disappeared through the dark night.

The entire merchant ship fell into peace again.

When Wen Tianbao woke up, he no longer knew where he was, his eyes were pitch black.

The rotten smell filled the nose. Wen Tianbao wanted to move, but found that he seemed to be stuck, and the mucus around him tightly bound Wen Tianbao's body.

At the same time, he felt his body warming up, as if he was about to dissolve. He struggled hard, not only did he feel more and more painful on his shoulders, but his whole body also felt more and more burning. After a while, he felt like he was trapped in a stove, and his whole body was so dry and stinging, and it was worse than death.

But he was very clear-headed. He was sure that he was in the abdomen of the tree spirit. The mucus was its digestive fluid. Ordinary people would be corroded into slag in less than half an hour. Wen Tianbao is now only at the first level of the Qi Refining Stage, and has suffered severe damage. He is not much better than ordinary people.

‘If Baoyu can inspire more spiritual energy, just use the flame technique.’ Wen Tianbao thought so.

Although the treasure jade on him was not destroyed a month ago, when his father and uncle had been activated, it had a slight connection with Wen Tianbao. But it was only a trace. Wen Tianbao could only sense and stimulate the spiritual energy hidden in the treasure jade through this trace, and the weight was extremely rare, so that even the basic flame technique could not be used.

As for him, he is already a useless person. If there is no medicine to connect his meridians, he will not be able to practice at all. Moreover, the toxins in the qi sea of ​​dantian are also a huge obstacle.

Although the monk practices the Purple Mansion of Dantian, and only the warriors practice the Qi sea of ​​Dantian, the Qi sea and the Purple Mansion share the same Qi. As long as there is a slight touch, the toxins will quickly transfer.

Thinking of this, Wen Tianbao suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thoughts, and he stimulated and contacted Baoyu again, and a trace of spiritual energy penetrated into his body. This time he did not stimulate it, but instead brought it into a meridian that connected to the dantian but was damaged and withered.

This meridian is no longer as broken than other meridians. It is gradually full and smooth under the stimulation of a trace of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy is stimulated all the way and runs through the tip of the little finger of the left hand.

"It's clear!" Wen Tianbao was overjoyed.

At this moment, he could already feel the toxins that were about to move in his dantian slowly moving from the sea of ​​Qi to the purple palace, and then slowly penetrated into the meridians.

With a thought, he once again penetrated the spiritual energy through the precious jade, and through this meridian, he penetrated into the purple palace of Dantian.

As soon as the toxins in the Dantian Qi sea felt spiritual energy pouring in, they immediately became violent. Under Wen Tianbao's control, the spiritual energy that was originally injected into the Dantian Zifu gushed out with the meridians. The toxin seemed to be able to sense the direction of spiritual energy, and it also rushed through the meridian passage and leaked out from the belly of the little finger.

Wen Tianbao sensed that the toxins came out of his body, and he was not nervous. Most of his meridians were broken and his realm fell. His Dantian Purple Palace was empty. It can be said that he was no longer a cultivator.

But the tree spirit absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth every day and swallows the blood and energy of biological organisms, but it has the ability to cultivate.

After only half a quarter of an hour, Wen Tianbao felt that the toxins were completely empty, but there was a violent sound outside, as if he was roaring. He also felt that the temperature in the entire tree spirit's abdomen gradually decreased, and the mucus around him fell like water. After a long time, the sound outside finally stopped, and the surroundings were pitch black, and there was even a cold feeling.

Wen Tianbao rubbed his painful right shoulder and stood up, but there was a water stain on his body, which was the result of the melting of the mucus.

He muttered something, and the jade light flashed in his chest, and then punched a barrier. He easily heard a sound from the ground and cracked open. Wen Tianbao punched out again, and finally a big hole was exposed with a bang, and the moonlight from the outside shone through the opening and shone into the inside.

Wen Tianbao took advantage of the moonlight and found that it was full of pus, blood and rust weapons.

Suddenly, a clear light flashed in the pus and blood. "Hmm?" He looked closely and picked it up. He found that it was a token. There was a figure of a Taoist with a bit evil eyebrows and eyes. When he turned to the back, he saw a row of words: "One True Dao Dharma, Supreme Eternal Life. One True Daoist, Infinite Heavenly Lord."

"What is Yizhen Dao, why haven't I heard of it?" Wen Tianbao looked through it and didn't agree. He sensed that the token contained a trace of spiritual power, which was worse than the power he mobilized Baoyu every time.
Chapter completed!