At the edge of the forest, the middle-aged monk looked around with a vigilant look on his face.
Although it is quiet here, it is not safe.
He had a feeling that there was a pair of eyes peering secretly, like a poisonous snake that might launch a sneak attack at any time.
Just like that flesh and blood vine, the middle-aged monk was caught off guard and did not dare to confront it head-on.
The wound on his back was now ulcerated and black in color.
Obviously the flesh and blood vines are highly poisonous, and if ordinary people were injured, they might have lost their lives long ago.
After the middle-aged monk realized that something was wrong, he immediately sealed the flesh and blood near the wound to prevent toxins from flowing along the blood.
Although the deterioration of the injury was temporarily restrained, it was only treating the symptoms and not the root cause. Someone had to help treat the wound and remove the poisoned flesh and blood.
Otherwise, it won't take long for the flesh and blood on his back to be completely necrotic. Even a middle-aged monk cannot bear such a serious injury.
After all, he is not a god, he has the ability to live the flesh and bones of the dead, or he has an energy body, and he doesn't care about ordinary physical damage at all.
This is also one of the reasons why the middle-aged monk let his fellow disciples enter the forest. You must know that in this case, only his senior brothers can help treat the wound.
In addition, the strange flesh-and-blood vine and the ubiquitous sense of peeping made the middle-aged monk feel uneasy and did not dare to take any more risks.
No matter how good something is, it must be enjoyed with a life, otherwise it will be nothing in the end.
The location where he is now was originally the passage into the primeval forest, but with the sudden burst of energy from heaven and earth, the road has been completely blocked by plants.
The growth of those weeds was so crazy that they were as tall as small trees, making it impossible to walk normally in the forest.
The middle-aged monk had no choice but to climb up a big tree again, trying to broaden his field of vision so that he could guide his fellow disciples.
Fortunately, the overgrown weeds were limited to a fixed area, and everything else was normal, which made the middle-aged monk heave a sigh of relief.
Controlling the communication compass in his hand, the middle-aged monk sent a set of messages to the monk in short coat, marking his location.
After having accurate coordinates, the middle-aged monk can provide timely guidance and command to help outsiders enter the forest.
Being inside the forest, the middle-aged monk didn't know how powerful this illusion formation was, but he knew the strength of the short-coated monk very well.
Even they were helpless. Obviously, this strange primitive forest was definitely not as simple as imagined.
Tang Zhen's appearance flashed through his mind, and the middle-aged monk even doubted whether all this was related to Tang Zhen?
How else could a raw gemstone containing the energy of heaven and earth suddenly appear in an ordinary forest, and there are so many terrifying monsters?
Thinking again of the scene where Tang Zhen attacked him secretly and then destroyed his magical weapon with a dagger, the middle-aged monk became more and more convinced of this.
How can ordinary people have such means and possess such terrifying power to shoot through human bodies and tree trunks with a bamboo spear?
Fortunately, the middle-aged monk can be sure that Tang Zhen should not know the magic, otherwise when the two of them fight, he will definitely use the monk's method to attack.
As long as you don't understand the monk's methods, there is nothing to worry about. The middle-aged monk thinks that with his own strength, Tang Zhen is no match at all.
To monks, mortals are just ants, and Tang Zhen is just one of them with greater strength.
While I was thinking about it, I saw a large group of people appearing at the edge of the forest. They were the fellow disciples of the middle-aged monk.
As they marched, their faces were full of vigilance, as if they were walking in a minefield.
From the perspective of the middle-aged monk, this situation seems very ridiculous, but only the person involved knows how dangerous his situation is.
The scene they saw was completely different from what the middle-aged monks saw. The place that was originally empty was filled with dense trees in their eyes.
Although it is just an illusion, it cannot be rampant, otherwise those invisible energy turbulences can easily kill people.
In addition, when you are rushing around, you will be involuntarily guided by the energy of heaven and earth. You think you are going far in one direction, but in fact you are spinning in circles like grinding.
At the same time, during the process of traveling, you are extremely vulnerable to various injuries, and even your companions may not be able to save you in time.
From the perspective of a middle-aged monk, we can see some hidden dangers. For example, there are poisonous snakes lurking in the grass next to the team.
With the explosion of energy from heaven and earth, the animals in the forest also benefited and became stronger and smarter.
Just as they were groping forward, a poisonous snake hidden in the grass suddenly bit a mercenary on the calf.
After biting the target, the venomous snake quickly retracted. The whole process was as fast as lightning, and no one could react at all.
The bitten mercenary screamed in surprise, lowered his head to check the location of his injury, and the entire team stopped.
"What's going on? Why are you shouting?"
When the old woman noticed that the team had stopped, she immediately turned back and glared, and asked in a cold voice.
"I was bitten. Judging from the wound, it must be a poisonous snake!"
As the mercenary spoke, he quickly tied his leg with a rope, and then cut open the bitten area with his hand.
It was only then that everyone discovered that in just a short period of time, the area around his bite wound had turned completely black.
After the dagger opened the wound, the smelly and sticky blood slowly seeped out, as if it was about to solidify.
During the treatment of the wound, the mercenary did not feel any pain because the wound was completely numb.
After being bitten by a snake, you are not afraid of pain but numbness. The mercenary also knows this, so his face becomes very ugly.
The military doctor in the team looked serious as he quickly took out the antivenom and injected it into the injured mercenary.
"Am I okay?"
The injured mercenary asked, but did not notice that the eyes of his companions looked at him more and more seriously.
However, within a short period of time, his complexion turned black and blue, and his eyes became dull and lifeless.
"Can't be saved"
The military doctor shook his head and stood up from the ground. The venom of this snake was so powerful that there was no possibility of treatment.
Sure enough, right after he stood up, the mercenary twitched a few times and then lost his breath completely.
"Please be vigilant. If you are bitten by a poisonous snake again, not even gods can save you."
The old woman continued to speak in a cold voice, without even looking at the dead mercenary, she turned around and continued to move forward.
When the other monks saw this, their faces were full of indifference and they didn't take this matter to heart at all.
"Leave the body here and let's move on. Remember to be careful where you step and don't get bitten by venomous snakes again!"
The mercenary captain said, and then called on everyone to follow the team and continue to move forward.
What they didn't know was that the middle-aged monk who had been watching from a distance had his eyes widened with a look of horror on his face.
It turned out that just after everyone left, the dead mercenary suddenly stood up straight from the ground.
His eyes were dark and there was no trace of life in his body. After getting up, without any hesitation, he took steps to chase the team in front.
As if sensing the middle-aged monk's gaze, the walking corpse turned to look at him, with an extremely weird smile on its lips.