The bright moon is like a hook, hanging diagonally in the sky. The light like water sprinkled down lightly, as if a lover's hand was caressing Wu Dian's head. His face was so gentle that it even made him feel a little urgent to urinate.
So he stood up, reached the edge of the big rock, and took a refreshing dip at the bottom. Then he put his bag on his back, and with a "boom", he rushed majestically into the sky and started his treasure hunt again.
This time, the target is in the South Pacific, a distance of 2,000 nautical miles, or 3,700 kilometers. It will pass through several islands where exotic flowers and rare plants grow. Wu Dian plans to search all the way there and miss no one. No matter what he catches, No matter what, I have to pluck it out twice.
The harvest on the desert island made him feel that the Southern Ocean was too fertile and was a paradise for monks. Compared with the land, it was barren and pitiful. No wonder the fairy palace was located on the sea.
After flying for several hours, he saw the first island with exotic flowers and plants growing on it. He took a close look at it.
This island is larger than the previous one, covered with dense trees, and there is a raised hill in the middle. The top is black and brown, and there is faint smoke coming out. It is actually an active volcano!
Wu Dian took advantage of the cover of night and walked around the island. He found that there were many lights of bonfires in the jungle. It seemed that there were people, whether they were outsiders or local aborigines.
The record of this place in the Zhenyang classics is very simple. It just says that the place is "very fertile, with about five or six kinds of exotic flowers and plants." As for what flowers and plants they are and where they grow, they are not mentioned at all. Wu Dian cursed in his heart, he was doing things so simply and carelessly, yet he was still using the Holy Religion, bah!
He actually also knows that the True Yang Sect is very powerful in Nanyang. If you want any herbal medicine, you only need to tell the people below. If I want that, someone will immediately offer it with both hands. As for how to find it, it grows in Where do people need to worry?
Okay, Wu Dian will look for it himself. In fact, he doesn't need to know the name. He will use the magic of identifying elixirs to find it.
Wu Dian arrived at the northernmost point of the island and landed. He planned to follow a straight line and use the stupidest way to search back and forth. Anyway, nothing could stop him. He would jump when he encountered a tree and fly when he encountered a ditch. If he encountered anything weird, he would jump. Just kill him!
So he started running, not controlling his speed very fast, scanning his eyes left and right, using his heavenly eyes to see if there was any white light that represented spirituality. He planned to move as gently as possible and not make too much noise so as not to alarm the island residents.
"Huh-huh-huh" was the sound in his ears, and "bah-bah-bah-bah" was the sound of his footsteps on the tree. Suddenly he looked to the side. The sky was dark, and he didn't notice that there was something in front of him. There was no time to stop his feet from a big tree, so he simply used his magic power to spread all over his body and hit it straight, making a loud "bang" sound.
The big tree, which was as thick as a bowl of sea, was hit and its branches and leaves were flying everywhere, broken from the middle, and fell to the ground, scaring away countless birds and beasts.
Wu Dian stood still, grinning in pain, rubbing his chest, feeling that it must have been red! He looked at his masterpiece, and to hell with everything that was quiet and gentle, it was weird that it was quiet.
He breathed in the cold air and thought that this would not work. The visibility was not good at night, and the trees on the island were so dense that it would inevitably hit the east and west. He might as well fly in the sky. As long as he flew lower and controlled the wind, at least it would be better than this. Came covertly.
At this moment, there was a faint voice in front of him, and he saw the light of a torch. Wu Dian moved and lightly scurried not far away. He jumped into the middle of the branches of a big tree and covered himself with thick branches and leaves.
Not long after, a group of people slowly walked over. By the firelight, Wu Dian could see clearly. The first ones were a few people dressed as indigenous people, black and thin, short and wearing linen grass skirts. In one hand they held a wooden spear with a white tip. It was not known whether it was made of animal bones or teeth. He held a short bamboo tube in his hand, and at a glance he knew it was a poison-quenched blow dart!
The natives looked wary, looking around vigilantly, walking slowly, protecting the two people in the middle. These two were wearing modern clothes that Wu Dian was familiar with. Their facial features were obviously East Asian, and it was impossible to tell which country they were from. They were holding double-barreled shotguns, which were the most powerful weapons suitable for use in this situation.
A group of people walked to the broken tree, and the two men with guns began to examine it carefully. The natives spread out and were on guard around it.
After two glances, a younger gunman spoke: "It looks like it was broken by some kind of beast, a bear? Or an elephant?" It was actually authentic Chinese, with a bit of a southern accent!
Another older student spoke, also in Chinese: "It's not like that. Bears can't hit such a thick tree. Elephants can, but there have never been bears or elephants on this island!"
The young man was a little scared. He nervously looked at the deep and dark jungle around him and whispered to the older man: "Uncle Wu, don't scare me. Those are not these ferocious beasts. How can they break such a thick beast?" Tree?"
Coincidentally, his surname is also Wu! Uncle Wu laughed and scolded the young man: "You are so scared! There are many things that can break this tree. Not to mention other things, just the demons and ghosts given by our holy religion can break a few trees like this with ease!" As he said, He whistled, and a short ghost-like thing jumped in front of him.
People from the True Yang Sect! Wu Dian was refreshed. He didn't expect to meet people from the Zhenyang Sect in such a remote place. They were both holy sects and monsters. The monsters were indeed exactly the same as those he had seen and killed.
Uncle Wu pointed at the demons: "There are demons and ghosts given to them by religion, but there is no scruple on this island!" The surrounding natives were so frightened that they knelt down and kowtowed. They had obviously seen how powerful the demons were.
Xiao Jin also smiled: "That's right, our holy religion in Nanyang is God, an omnipotent god. Look at these monkeys, how scared they are! Then Uncle Wu, what broke this tree?" Uncle Wu shook his head: "No. It’s easy to say, it’s not human anyway, I heard that a dragon appeared in Nanyang recently, why don’t you go to this island?”
Xiao Jin was surprised: "Is there really a dragon? It's a myth and legend. It should have been extinct a long time ago, right?" Uncle Wu said: "I also heard the teacher mentioned it when Elder Liba was chatting. I don't know the details. Okay, I just found nothing. Go back and ask Elder Ba when I send flowers and plants to him in two days."
So the two of them greeted each other in native language, and the natives protected the way they came, leaving only Wu Dian on the tree wondering: Dragon? Really or not, oh, this Nanyang is so wonderful, there are all kinds of things, and there are flowers and plants...
He slid down from the tree and followed the group of people like a puff of smoke without making any sound. So whether he can move quietly depends on whether he wants to and whether he is cautious or not!
