There has never been any trace of monsters in this demonized forest.
In addition, these trees are extremely powerful, even Shasol, the first-level master of the fourth stage, is difficult for him to defeat a tree.
The main reason is not the strength of the trees, but the quantity.
When Shasol is pulled out by a tree, he will easily fall into the sphere of influence of another tree and cause its attack.
In other words, here, you are attacked from all sides. You don’t know that the tree is alive, and that tree will hit you.
Which tree will hit you...it's really weird to say.
In short, people with low strength will definitely die here.
People with high strength will not struggle to attack these trees, because there is no fruit on the surface of the trees and nothing else is inside the trunk.
Few people can think of Shasol like this. With his superb knowledge and strong inference ability, they only infer that something is buried under the roots of the tree from the fact that the tree refuses to leave its sphere of influence.
So although this place is mysterious, almost no one wants to come and work hard.
The broken Douqi crystal stone seems to be unable to take it away. However, staying here to practice is also an excellent place to practice.
Shasol endured his wounds and defeated the trees one by one, and personally drilled into the soil to absorb the fighting spirit crystals left by the trees.
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"call……"
Han Ming sighed a long sigh.
Stand up from the crystal powder all over the ground.
"It's been three months..."
He looked down at the ground. Ten thousand crystals were consumed completely.
"The second stage, ninth stage, peak!!"
Han Ming's eyes flashed with excitement.
Three months of hard work finally made him soar from the second stage seventh stage to the top of the second stage nineth stage. Next, he opened the third stage magic mark and then came back to absorb the core of the Dark Genesis xing. He used it to practice the Water God Jue
The second formula.
I quietly came out of Li's mansion, and it happened to be dusk before night.
After practicing for three months without sleep, I have never seen a trace of sunshine. From the moment I saw the sunshine, Han Ming felt like he suddenly realized the next life.
Retreatment practice is really not something that one person does. It is absolutely impossible to do without great endurance and the ability to endure loneliness.
This is different from what he did when he was baptized by the soul.
At least he could still walk around, think, and do his own thing at that time.
When he practiced in seclusion, he could not move a single step, nor could he think about anything other than refining elemental energy.
Three months of high-intensity practice and meticulous concentration made Han Ming's head a little painful.
The winter evening is beautiful, and the setting sun shines down a golden piece of se, rendering the city like an oil painting, so beautiful that it makes people reluctant to leave.
In order not to cause trouble again, people from the Magic Guild were also afraid that they would recognize their identity. Han Ming disguised himself again.
This time he turned into an ugly middle-aged man.
Walking on the streets of Huayun City, every household has begun to close the stalls. All the taverns and weathered places that rely on night income have just begun their busy day.
Several dressed men stood by the street, behind them was a huge tower covered with flowers.
Several men were charming, swaying the silk squid in their hands in a coquettish voice, greeting the women who came and went from north to south.
"Sister... Come in and have fun. Today, our top young man, Canary, has opened the door to welcome guests for the first time in nearly a month~~"
A man raised his lotus finger and twisted his butt to pull a strong woman.
The woman chuckled and twisted the man's waist. The man smiled strangely, shyly avoiding the distance. He shook his silk pal and said angrily: "Die!"
You can think of where this place is with your toes.
Looking at the big men, Han Ming couldn't help but feel chills, and goose bumps all over his body fell all over the floor. He was sick.
Han Ming really couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he took a step forward. He originally planned to ask about the location of the local Magic Guild, but now he gave up this idea.
In front of the street were several women who were completely wearing upper bodies, carrying a huge tree toward this place.
Han Ming sighed fiercely and quickly walked up to him. He reached out to help, hoping to gain the favor of several women so that he could inquire about the whereabouts of the Magic Guild.
"Go away! Every man is in every family. What's wrong with learning? Learn from women to do hard work!"
A woman pushed Han Ming away impatiently.
Han Ming smiled bitterly and asked, "Where is the Magic Guild?"
Several women did not stop at all and said as they walked: "You can't embroider well at home? You look at how you are shabby and don't learn some skills. How can you get married in the future? You just learn some magic."
Han Ming laughed repeatedly: "Yes, you said, I'm going to find a relative. When I look back, I will definitely try my best to embroider and dress up desperately, and try to make a kind-hearted sister like me and take me away."
Hearing Han Ming's perception, the faces of several women were relieved a little.
"No! Turn left in front, walk to the end, then turn right. Turn left again, you will see a very wide street, and you will see it as you follow the end."
A woman said kindly, looked at Han Ming's appearance and frowned.
"Thank you, sister, thank you."
When Han Ming heard this, he hurriedly thanked him a few words and trotted away.
"Oh... this guy is not easy. He looks so ugly, how can he get married in the future? Alas..."
The sighs of several women coming from behind came.
Han Ming trotted all the way, bypassed several streets, and finally arrived at the gate of a magic guild.
"No...No..."
Looking at the magic guild dressed like a flower building by flowers, Han Ming had a bad premonition.
The guild is sparsely populated.
There are only a dozen magicians who are waiting in line to receive their monthly dues.
"Excuse me……"
Han Ming came to a table and asked a beautiful young woman behind the table.
"You haven't arrived! Go back and queue up!"
The woman glanced at Han Ming and was extremely impatient.
"well……"
Han Ming hurriedly ran to the back and lined up behind a man.
The man looked at Han Ming with disdain, strutting his head up, and walked around the people lined up in front of him, and came to the table.
He bent down gently, stroked the back of the woman's hand with his hand, and said in a sweet voice: "Miss, can I go through the procedures in advance? There is still something urgent at home."
When the woman saw the man's face, a big drop of saliva suddenly slipped down the corner of her mouth: "Which guy from the family? Are you married?"
The woman said, her saliva was soaked.
The man covered his mouth and giggled: "There is no marriage. If you can let me get into a team, I will let you at night..."
When the woman heard this, her eyes looked dazzling and nodded repeatedly: "Okay! Come, what procedures are you going to do? Come. I'll wait for you tonight."
Han Ming stared at this scene in a daze, his chin almost dropped to the ground.
"Damn... I will definitely let Quick come here to try it. This kid is so rude, he will definitely die here."
Han Mingyin laughed twice.
After waiting in line for more than ten minutes, it was finally Han Ming's turn.
"I want to do magic activation, I want to ask where the activation master is."
The woman looked at Han Mingyi impatiently and pointed to the small door behind her: "Inside."
Han Ming nodded quickly and thanked him, trotted over, opened the door and walked in.
After struggling for a long time, Han Ming finally turned into a phantom, rushed out of the small gate, and disappeared directly on the street.
There were two women behind him chasing him to the gate.
"Where is the person? Why is it gone in the blink of an eye? Where did this guy come from? He is actually a three-stage magician..."
"If I had known, I would have been better at him. It's all your fault! I'd dislike him when my parents look ugly. Now I'm fine. People run away..."
That night, Han Ming did not rush back to the secret room, but found an inn and stayed in.
Everything has its priorities and you must do whatever you want. Otherwise, you may get half the result with twice the effort.
Han Ming, who had been busy for three months, was extremely tired in both his mind and body. He did not want to practice the Water God Skill in this state.
I took a comfortable hot bath and swept away the dust and fatigue on my body.
I found a corner in the inn and ordered a few side dishes and two pots of wine.
Leaning against the glass window facing the street, I admire the night view outside the window. Goose feathers and white snow began to slowly fall from the sky.
“It’s snowing again…”
Han Ming took a sip of warm spirit, held his chin with his right hand, and quietly looked at Luo Xue. His heart was ups and downs.
Snow is the same snow, but people are no longer people from the same world.
"The goose feathers fly all over the sky in November
Wine and food are versus starry
If there is no homesickness in my heart
How come I write on the cheeks with melancholy?”
A man in a plain robe opposite raised his wine glass and met Han Mingyaoyao.
"Haha, a good poem from my friend..." Han Ming's heart was stirred up. This little poem may not be so beautiful, but it reaches Han Ming's heart.
"I dare not, I dare not... I just saw this beautiful scenery, but my friend looked melancholy and felt a little moved."
The man in a garment raised his glass to drink and drank it all in one sip.
“Sit together?”
Fortunately, Han Ming had nothing to do, so he invited the man to drink with him.
"Haha, it's exactly what I want."
The man in plain robe smiled and carried the wine pot to Han Ming's table and sat down.
"Does your friend miss his hometown?"
The man in plain robe asked with a smile.
Han Ming nodded: "Homesickness... The world is turbulent and everyone is displaced. How many people are not leaving their hometowns? How many people don't experience the pain of homesickness?"
"Okay!! Well said!!"
The man in plain robe laughed and took the initiative to pour a glass of wine for Han Ming.dd