"In the past, the Zhao family occupied this piece of Hu Fenglin. I think the only reason was that they also wanted to reproduce the flying boat of the Jinlan Sect."
"Only by owning a flying boat can you control more resources. Otherwise, just the time spent on the road is enough to make people despair."
"We are at the easternmost part of Yunmengze. If I want to go to the westernmost swamp of Yunmengze, it will take at least nearly two months."
"This little time is enough for things to come to an end."
In Hu Fenglin, Zhang Zifan and Zhang Qing observed the Fenglin tree that broke through to the first level every moment.
"These trees are very ordinary. The Zhao family used their methods to turn them into the first level, but the potential seems to have been exhausted."
Zhang Qing broke off a branch and shook his head.
"It does have the effect of a first-level spiritual object, but there is no spiritual vitality at all. The Zhao family failed, and these Fenglin trees lost the possibility of going further."
"Failed?" Zhang Zifan looked at the branch in Zhang Qing's hand and smiled.
"I know this place better than you after all. Do you know why this place is called Hu Fenglin?"
Zhang Zifan looked at the wet swamp below the two of them, "Songhu Swamp has a very complex food chain, and there is more than one kind in Hu Feng Forest."
After saying that, the scorching flames under his feet penetrated the ground under his feet, turning into a chain and pulling out a palm-sized thing.
It was a gray rat-like beast, but unlike ordinary rats, it had limbs that were as long as its body and a fluffy tail.
The creature between a squirrel and a mouse made Zhang Zifan's eyes show some interest.
"This thing is called a rat. It lives underground and feeds on the seeds of Fenglin trees all year round. At the same time, their excretion and corpses after death are also the best nutrients for Fenglin trees."
"Fenglin trees can transcend the ordinary and absorb spiritual energy, and their help is indispensable."
"Hurats are very timid, and as monsters and monsters, they are born with a strong sense of the swamps where they live. They can detect how many people are on the ground deep underground."
"They will stay away from places where people appear in advance, so you rarely see these little guys in the forest, but Hu Fenglin will never miss their traces."
"What makes me a little curious is why this rat clearly sensed my arrival, but didn't run away like before."
As a monk who inherited the Immortal Law, the Hushus would be caught by Zhang Zifan in reverse when they sensed Zhang Zifan and then fled quickly. If he, a ninth-level Qi practitioner, was willing, he could easily catch these Hushus.
It's just that he didn't care before, but today he found a difference.
Zhang Qing glanced at it with some surprise in his eyes, "It's drawing Qi into the body."
"You mean practice?" Zhang Zifan's eyes widened, he didn't feel anything at all.
"The demon's ability to draw Qi into the body is subtle. It is not as obvious and rapid as that of monks. It will probably take three to five months for this little rat to finish drawing Qi."
Zhang Qing looked around, and then his spiritual thoughts crazily eroded into the swamp below, "These rats were just ordinary beasts before, right?"
"Yes, it seems that the changes in Feng Linshu have also changed these little guys."
"If these rats can really turn into Qi-training mutants, then the family will make a lot of money." Zhang Zifan couldn't help laughing, and then said to Zhang Qing:
"Don't underestimate these little guys. Their perception of spiritual objects is beyond your imagination."
"If that's the case, it's an unexpected surprise." Zhang Qing said, then looked up at the sky.
"The Zhao family has arrived."
The flames spread under his feet, and Zhang Qing had disappeared.
Not long after, above Hu Fenglin, Zhang Qing stopped a female cultivator wearing the Zhao family's emerald green robe.
"Who are you?" Zhang Qing looked at the female cultivator in front of him and asked calmly.
"Zhao Xuelin." After saying that, the other party also looked over.
"Zhang Qing."
"You were the one who killed Cheng Song?"
After just two sentences of exchange, the atmosphere in the air became tense. Zhang Qing could even feel that Hu Fenglin's majestic vitality below was being pulled by Zhao Xuelin, and it might explode at any time.
"Your Zhao family's inheritance of immortal magic is not good at fighting. I don't have time to arrange a lot of seeds for you. You can't be my opponent."
Unlike the violent flames of the Zhang family, the Zhao family's inheritance of immortal magic belongs to the wood attribute, and it is not the inheritance of fighting skills. They are better at cultivating this kind of spiritual plant.
"So the Zhao family sent you here probably not for the life and death of a foundation-building monk, at least not for the main purpose."
Opposite, Zhao Xuelin was silent.
"One hundred thousand spirit stones, plus the things you got from Cheng Song and a hundred Fenglin trees. The Zhao family will not pursue this matter further."
"Haha." Zhang Qing laughed, "It seems you have decided to fight. Do you think I will accept this condition?"
"It's impossible to give you things, but what I can tell you is that your Zhao family has failed. Feng Linshu has lost the possibility of breaking through to the second level. If you let them break through to the first level, you have already exhausted all the benefits. On this point, I am not convinced. It’s already good if I don’t ask you for compensation.”
Hearing Zhang Qing's words, Zhao Xuelin smiled angrily, and then said disdainfully: "With your brains burned by fire, do you deserve to know the layout of my Zhao family? There has never been a saying that the foundation of a spiritual tree was destroyed, even if it was struck by lightning. Even if it is broken, it can be reborn.”
"What can you understand about the mystery of this?"
At the end of the sentence, Zhao Xuelin's voice also turned cold, "Give me the things so that you people here can live. Otherwise, even you will have to die here."
In the sky, the flames gradually spread. Zhang Qing looked at Zhao Xuelin's appearance, his eyes had become calm.
"Master Zhao's breakthrough seems to have given you a lot of confidence."
"You can try to see if I can leave you here too."
The flames cut off the life below. Zhao Xuelin stared at Zhang Qing for a long time, feeling the threats around her and unable to help but hesitate in her heart.
In a passive situation, she did not want to fight Zhang Qing. If she could have enough time to set up a dragnet in another place, she believed that Zhang Qing would not survive for a moment.
After hesitating, Zhao Xuelin left a threat and flew away into the distance.
"I hope I can still see you alive."
Zhang Qing fell from the sky. This was the case between the four clans. Head-on conflicts rarely broke out, as long as the interests did not have too much impact.
After all, they are not rootless people. Each family has fixed resources and industries located within the controlled territory. It is usually difficult to meet people from other families.
"I thought this woman would give it a try." Zhang Qing shook his head and said with a smile, but Zhang Zifan had a different opinion.
"In Pine Lake Swamp, there are many methods that are more effective than direct fighting."
"For example... let others fight you."
