When he heard the word "giant tree", the black cat's pupils shrank violently, changing from round to narrow, and his beard trembled unconsciously. How could he tell the man in front of him.
"It seems that I guessed it right." Chen Ren noticed something strange about the black cat, raised the corners of his mouth and stared at the black cat with his eyes, and the atmosphere became a little solid for a moment.
This was also the first time that the Spirit Tribe had seen a living thing, and he wasn't sure until he saw the black cat's expression. However, for the breath of life that was burning like the sun, except for the towering giant tree on the island, he couldn't think of any other possibility.
"How did you turn into a cat? Those soldiers were looking for you yesterday, I guess." The spirit race is really rare in the East China Sea. What happened to the black cat, no, what happened to the giant tree spirit aroused his interest.
This was an interesting fact that appeared outside of the commission, and the documents he checked in Zhanqiao Island Naval Base did not record this matter. Was it an omission? Things are getting more and more interesting.
After a brief shock, the black cat quickly came to his senses and glanced at him warily. However, remembering that he had rescued him last night, he said, "My name is Eucalyptus Lan."
Seeing that An Lan had no intention of continuing, Chen Ren instead talked about today's itinerary: "My navigator and I will go to visit the famous swordsman here today. We will probably come back in the evening, and you are here.
have a rest."
Betty also changed her clothes and came out of the tent at this time. After cleaning up, the two left, leaving only the tent, the black cat and the crow watching in the dark.
When the two passed by the management office, they noticed a notice that had been posted not long ago.
Visitors to Linhai please note:
Recently, a wild animal attack occurred in Linhai. The perpetrator was a black panther. Please do not enter Linhai unless necessary.
--The Cult of the Giant Wood God
It seems that An Lan is the Black Panther that the soldiers are looking for. However, most of the spirit races have a gentle personality, so it is very strange that an attack would occur.
Without paying attention to anything else, the two of them walked straight towards the giant tree rhizome. Yesterday, they got a lot of information from their conversation with the old man. They even found out the residence of the famous swordsman Mu Xin.
The festive atmosphere in the town is still strong, with businessmen and tourists noisy and busy, and the streets and alleys are busy.
The streets were bustling with people, and if they hadn't held each other's hands tightly, they would have been scattered by the crowd.
There was a long queue in front of a wooden hut at the root of the tree. Many of them were believers in robes with a lush giant tree embroidered on their chests to maintain order on the scene. There were soldiers patrolling around with long swords.
Mu Xin lives on a giant tree, and if you want to board the giant tree, you need to register and pay here first.
The team moved very fast, but most of them lost their way and were not qualified to climb the giant tree.
It's Chen Ren and Betty's turn.
"Official hunter, registered hunter. Come and communicate with Swordsman Mu Xin."
After the religious personnel sitting in the wooden house confirmed the badge, they lowered their heads and began to fill in the receipts.
"The third branch of the Musin trunk costs 400,000 crowns for two people."
When Chen Ren heard that the ticket price was so high, he was secretly shocked.
There was a rustling sound of counting money, and forty thousand-yuan crowns with long knives printed on them were counted out and placed on the counter.
Two metal tickets with giant trees printed on them were handed out. After Chen Ren took them, he discovered that they were made of silver. The luxury of the Giant Wood God Cult was evident.
Holding the ticket in hand, the journey was smooth, passing through the spiral staircase, and finally reaching the destination.
An open-air dojo occupies the entire branch of a giant tree. Looking up, you can see layers of green leaves. Sparse sunlight shines in, making it one of the few sources of light.
An old man stood at the door of the dojo. His beard and hair were white, his hands were around his chest, his eyes were slightly closed, and a samurai sword was worn on his waist. When he heard any movement, his eyes opened and closed, and wisps of white light came out from his body.
"You two are hunters, right? You spend a lot of money to see me. Why?" Mu Xin's voice was unexpectedly gentle, not knowing whether it was because of the money spent.
"The juniors came here mainly for two things. One is to learn from the seniors and improve their swordsmanship, and the other is to get the cure. I respect my master and his life is short. I heard that the seniors are already 120 years old this year. I think he is the one who will be cured."
To achieve the effect of fruit, we need to find a way."
Chen Ren lowered his head and bowed in a respectful tone. If it was just for a discussion, there is no need to do so, but when there is a way to extend the master's life, he should not be so unrestrained.
Although the friendship with the master is not deep, it is still the name of master and apprentice, not to mention that Ivan is also Yiyi's father.
Seeing her captain bend down to salute, Betty quickly followed.
Mu Xin's eyes lit up when he heard the healing fruit, and there was a little warmth in his expression. If he hadn't observed carefully, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.
"Well, you are indeed a filial disciple. Let's test your skills first, and then talk about extending your life." After saying that, he turned around and walked into the dojo.
No one came to practice in the dojo that occupied an entire giant tree branch. After entering the dojo, Chen Ren looked around and found no one, and he was secretly curious.
And there are many dojos that are so large that one person cannot take care of them. Since there is no plan to recruit apprentices, why build a dojo that can accommodate a thousand people to practice together?
The three of them didn't stop until they reached the edge of the martial arts training ground. There were wooden swords placed on rows of wooden stands. They were shiny and dust-free, and it was obvious that someone had carefully maintained them.
"Use all your strength." Mu Xin raised the wooden sword and struck it. Two horizontal knives flew out from the wooden stand and rushed towards Chen Ren one after the other.
The horizontal knife pierced the air, and the roar continued.
I saw him turn his wrist, tap his palm lightly, and the two horizontal knives collided with each other to release their force, and then were firmly grasped in his hands.
"Chen Ren, ask for advice." As soon as he finished speaking, two horizontal knives were slashed out in a cross-cutting motion, and little white lights emerged from the blades, adding a bit of power.
Today he is going to test his limits. As long as he shows his talent, he should be able to get the healing results at his fingertips.
The wind howled, and the white light suddenly appeared, which was extremely fierce.
The white light of Musinti's sword covers the sword body in wisps. Unlike the white dots, it compresses one's own will into thin strands. This is the perfect expression of the steel-cutting realm.
The wooden sword was tilted upward and collided with the horizontal knife, and the white light continued to shatter. Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Ren suddenly applied force with his right hand, and when the horizontal knife with his left hand was about to be chopped into a thorn, he thrust forward and hit the opponent's waist directly.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Xin pressed down and moved down with the Hengdao. The force was so strong that the two wooden swords wiped out a wisp of green smoke, and the sword hilts and sword tips accurately hit the back of the Hengdao.
The horizontal knife was hit by a huge force and almost came out.
The white light stayed in the void, and the sound of swords clashing continued. As soon as the marks disappeared, they were replaced by new ones.
"Yan Hui" Mu Xin flicked his wrist almost at the same time, and three swords came out in an instant. This was his famous sword move, and the ghosts under the sword were countless.
The three white lights appeared almost at the same time, but the horizontal sword in Chen Ren's hand was too late to block Mu Xin's sword, and the tip of the sword was already pressed against his throat.
This move can already be compared with the Wolf Kiss in the system, and is already an advanced move. With its great reputation, Wu Xu Shi is really powerful.