In the deep pit, the red magma kept rolling and tumbling. From time to time, huge bubbles gurgled out from the bottom of the magma pool, and then exploded with a pop. The sound echoed in the empty and silent pit.
The five-leaf flame fruit holds the budding flower bones on its head. It is not afraid of the scorching heat of the magma and takes root in the center of the magma pool, absorbing the nutrients and spiritual power contained in the magma and growing slowly.
The huge body of the firebird was lying on the edge of the magma pool. It looked at the five-leaf flame fruit in the center of the magma pool, chirped, opened its mouth and spat out a small mouthful of blood.
This small mouthful of blood is bright red and ripples, as if there is fresh life hidden in it.
This is the essence and blood of the fire bird, which contains vigorous vitality.
The essence and blood were poured onto the flower bones of the Five-leaf Flame Fruit without spilling a drop. The flower bones were like hungry travelers in the desert, absorbing all the essence and blood of the firebird. Afterwards, the entire fruit plant became translucent red and exuded vitality.
Firebird looked at the vibrant Five-leaf Flame Fruit, nodded with satisfaction, then rolled his neck back, put his head on his back, and slowly closed his eyelids. It needs a good nap and a good rest.
A small mouthful of blood essence is insignificant compared to its huge body, but blood essence is not ordinary blood, but the condensed essence of life force, so even if it is only a small mouthful, it is still a huge loss to the huge body.
Every day, it uses a small mouthful of essence and blood to water the five-leaf flaming fruit, hoping that it will bloom and mature quickly.
After the five-leaf flamingo blossoms and matures, it will wither quickly. Regardless of it, after a period of time, the mature flamingo will replenish the roots, stems and leaves, helping it to regenerate from the fire. At that time, an extra leaf will grow on the stem, and the five-leaf flamingo will turn into a new leaf. It is a six-leaf flaming fruit.
When the six-leaf flaming fruit matures, the firebird will pick it and eat it.
With the help of the power of the Six-leaf Spirit Fruit, its tail can produce a ninth colorful feather, reborn from the ashes, transform into a phoenix, and advance to the realm of the Demon King.
Watching the Five-leaf Flame Fruit getting closer and closer to maturity day by day, Fire Bird was in a particularly good mood every day. The only thing that displeased him was that the ugly black-haired beast had been coveting its Five-leaf Flame Fruit and would come here every now and then. Make trouble for it.
It is not afraid of the black-haired beast. Every time the black guy comes to pick a fight, it will burn him to pieces and run away with his head covered. However, this black guy has a very strong ability to heal himself. Within a few days, he would be full of energy again, and then start provoking troubles again, which was very annoying.
What scares the firebird is that the black-haired beast recently obtained a magic bow from nowhere. Not only does this divine bow require no arrows, but it can also track itself. It is extremely powerful and terrifying. Fortunately, it was fast enough to throw away the tracking arrows, and the black-haired beast failed to make several sneak attacks.
But it didn't dare to be careless, because it could feel that the black-haired beast had not exerted the true power of the divine bow. If the black-haired beast were stronger and exerted the greater power of the divine bow, it would probably break its wings and fall down with the arrow. .
In the past few days, it has been thinking of ways to introduce the black-haired beast into a pit for a fight, because in the pit it can use the power of magma, which can not only double the power of its flames, but also allow it to With its strength reaching the extreme, it is not a problem to resist two or three arrows from the black-haired beast. It is confident that the black-haired beast will never come back.
However, the black-haired beast was cunning and ruthless. It tried many times to lure him, and even took an arrow from the divine bow, but it failed to lure him into the pit.
"When I eat the six-leaf flame fruit, transform into a phoenix, and be promoted to the Demon King, I will roast the black-haired beast and eat it." Fire Bird said angrily in his heart.
In addition to the black-haired beast, there is another thing that bothers it from time to time.
In the dimly lit corner of the pit, there is a half-foot-tall stone statue.
The stone statue is completely black and looks like a monkey but not a monkey.
Its body is covered in scales, its head is hairless, its ears are wide, its eyeballs are protruding, its nostrils are everted, its mouth has no lips, its teeth are long and thin, and the corners of its mouth are slightly upturned, making it look like a smile but not a smile. The arms are long, the legs are short, the front claws are sharp, and the back claws have five fingers, resembling a human foot.
The whole body of the stone statue was kneeling on the ground, with its head slightly raised, looking in the direction of the magma pool. It was as if he had been staring at the Five-leaf Flame Fruit in the magma pool.
This made the firebird very unhappy, feeling that the stone statue was coveting its treasure.
The strange thing is that the stone statue cannot be moved or burned to pieces. In order to keep it out of sight and out of mind, the firebird covered it with earth and rocks.
Suddenly, the earth and rocks loosened, and the stone statues jumped out.
"ah--"
In the pitch black darkness, Zhang Xiaopou woke up with a scream. He had a nightmare in which he saw a terrifying stone statue rushing toward him.
When he opened his eyes and woke up, he found that it was a nightmare. Zhang Xiaozu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. But the unknown environment in front of him, which was completely dark and invisible, made him slightly nervous and scared. Fortunately, when I tightened my right hand, I felt that the bone knife was still in my hand, and I felt a little more confident.
Zhang Xiaozu crawled forward two steps, moved half of his body out of the water, then turned over and sat up. I only feel that my shoulders are heavy, my whole body is sore and weak, my head is dizzy and painful, as if I have been hit by a heavy object.
"How could it be a monster? It's too scary!"
Recalling what happened to Hantan, Zhang Xiaozhu felt lingering fear and couldn't help but shudder. I thought it was a God-given opportunity, but I almost died. It was terrible.
"I don't know what kind of monster it is? It shouldn't be a monster, but a ghost, an evil spirit that sucks human essence and eats human marrow."
Zhang Xiaozu touched the raised wound between his eyebrows. Perhaps it was due to being soaked in water, and the wound had just scabbed over. He couldn't help but shudder as the evil spirit opened his eyebrows and sucked his bone marrow, causing the bones in his body to hurt like being bitten by a leech.
"Black Ape saved my life again." Zhang Xiaozu said happily.
After sitting on the ground and resting for a while, Zhang Xiaozu stood up after regaining some strength. He groped around and found that he should be in a cave. No wonder it was pitch black and he couldn't see his fingers.
Then he thought that he was washed away at the bottom of the cold pool, and when he woke up, half of his body was soaked in the water, so he guessed that he should have been washed into the underground river by the water, and he was lucky enough not to be drowned, and he drifted all the way here and was stranded. By the water.
"This should be an underground cave. I don't know if there is an exit?" Zhang Xiaozu asked worriedly, listening to the sound of running water in his ears.
Then Zhang Xiaozu used the bone knife as a pathfinding stick and groped forward in the dark cave.
After walking about three hundred steps forward, the river and the cave bifurcated, and the water went in another direction. Zhang Xiaozu carefully checked the underground water and found that the river water flowed into another hole.
There is no walkable land on both sides of this cave, and the distance between the cave roof and the water is only fifty or sixty centimeters. In addition, the situation ahead is unknown, so Zhang Xiaozu did not dare to enter rashly, so he chose to continue walking along the dry cave. .
He planned in his mind that if the way forward was blocked, he would turn back and take the water route.
However, this walk is like walking into an infinitely long tunnel that will never end.
At first, Zhang Xiaopou was not in a hurry. He used his bone knife to explore the path and walked forward neither quickly nor slowly. When he was tired, he would stop to rest for a while. When he was sleepy, he would sleep against the stone wall. But after repeating this cycle for seven or eight times, he began to slowly become panicked.
Because a dark and silent environment can make people feel lonely, depressed, anxious and panicked, and put them under great mental pressure. It's amazing that most people can persist in this kind of environment for a day or two, but Zhang Xiaozhu has slept for five or six times, and every time he went to bed because he was extremely sleepy, which means that he has at least walked in a dark cave. It took five or six days.
Ding-dang-dang——
Zhang Xiaozu used the back of his bone knife to hit the stone walls on both sides, causing clusters of sparks to fly.
This is his only means of relieving boredom and stress.
I don't know how many days have passed, but Zhang Xiaozu's mood has become more and more irritable and panicked, and he has become out of control.
Every time he took a step forward, he would hit the stone wall hard with the back of his bone knife, causing large swaths of sparks to fly out. Every time the sparks shot out, he would suddenly look back into the darkness behind him, always feeling There was a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness, staring at him.
He roared like crazy, but there was only an empty echo in response.
In order to force himself to stay calm, he even used a bone knife to cut his arm again and again to stimulate his brain in this extreme way.
He was hungry and thirsty, but the sand in the cave turned into stones.
He was tired and tired, but he dared not close his eyes to sleep more and more, because as soon as he closed his eyes, he would have nightmares again and again.
He dreamed that countless evil spirits were following him.
Dreamed that I was eaten by a monster.
Dreamed that his parents abandoned him.
I dreamed that the relatives in Liujia Village starved to death one by one.
dream--
He cried bitterly and called each of his relatives by name.
He ran wildly, and soon he hit his head and was bleeding.
He fell to the ground weakly and was so sleepy that his upper and lower eyelids were stuck together. However, he would either cut himself with a bone knife or bite his fingers or the tip of his tongue to stimulate himself and not dare to sleep.
He was very glad that he had penetrated the force gate. Although he was suffering from hunger and thirst, his strength had been slowly recovering, otherwise he would have fainted and died. However, as the body gradually weakens, the effect of the force gate gradually weakens.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
He was so angry that he kept beating himself, regretting not walking along the river. He felt that if he had walked along the river, he would have gone out long ago, and he would still have water to drink. But now his weak body is no longer strong enough to support him to turn back, so he can only bite the bullet and continue to move forward.
"Cough-cough-"
He was hungry, so he grabbed a handful of soil and stuffed it into his mouth, but he choked and coughed violently.
The soil was too dry and clogged in the throat, making it impossible to swallow.
"I'm afraid I'm going to die in this cave."
Zhang Xiaozu lay on the ground like a dead fish, feeling deep despair. He had no strength left and could not crawl forward even an inch.
His cloudy eyes looked forward, hoping to see a glimmer of light, but unfortunately there was only endless darkness in front of him.
He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
He didn't know how long he had slept before he was woken up by a nightmare.
He once again dreamed of the terrifying-looking stone statue in the pit, and dreamed that the green-faced and fanged monster came to life and jumped on his shoulders to bite his neck off.
During this period, Zhang Xiaozu had been controlling himself not to think about the strange dream about the firebird, because he was too afraid to think about it. However, what he was afraid of did not disappear because he didn't want to think about it. On the contrary, the more he thought about it, the worse it became in the nightmare. will come out.
In the dream about the Firebird, the terrifying stone statue could not be moved or burned to pieces, so the Firebird had no choice but to bury it with earth and rocks in order to keep it out of sight and out of mind.
But Zhang Xiaozhu clearly remembered that he was afraid that there were other treasures hidden in the pit, so he searched every inch of the pit, but he did not see the mound of soil that should be there in the dim corner where the Firebird buried the stone statue. He only saw a pile of separated earth and rocks with a funnel-shaped concave shape in the middle. He was afraid that there might be treasure buried under the earth and rocks, so he kicked the earth and rocks away with his feet, but he didn't see anything strange.
In other words, the immovable and unburnable stone statue of the Firebird disappeared.
Judging from the funnel shape of the earth-moving stone, the stone statue seems to have really come to life and emerged from the earth-rock pile.
When did it disappear?
Was it before or after he and the Black Giant Ape went down to the pit?
Where did it go?
None of it is known.
Zhang Xiaopou felt goosebumps all over his body when he thought that he had slept leisurely for several times in the pothole, and that there was probably a pair of terrifying eyes staring at him and the black giant ape in the dark corner.
"The Firebird must have found a way to move the stone statue out, but it just didn't show up in the dream."
Zhang Xiaozhu was busy comforting himself, because the more he thought about terrible things, the more he felt that there were ghosts watching him in the darkness.
After his body regained some strength, Zhang Xiaozu stood up, unwilling to give up.
He raised his head, and a vague light suddenly jumped into his field of vision. He rubbed his eyes hurriedly, thinking that he was hallucinating again, but the light was still there after rubbing his eyes.
"Hahaha--"
After confirming again and again that he was not hallucinating, there was indeed a glimmer of light in the darkness ahead. Although it was vague and faint, it really existed. Zhang Xiaopou couldn't help but be ecstatic and laughed with a hoarse voice.
