In the abyss, blood and energy are the basis, and a large amount of blood and energy must be consumed to sacrifice and refine the pillar. The more, the better. Southern Xinjiang is vast, and Wei Shiqi is a foreigner. He is not familiar with the place. He bumps around like a headless fly, which is a waste of effort. He is unlucky. There is a chance that he will hit the iron plate and get into trouble. Although he relied on his ability, he was unwilling to confront the Hydras head-on. With Li Chuanshan inquiring about the information and the Beast King assisting him, it would save him a lot of effort.
Li Chuanshan is also an understanding person. The other party showed some gestures, seeming to have the intention to get close to the "Son of the Abyss", which is really rare. He naturally tried his best to accomplish his task and was very attentive to the things that Wei Qi took care of. If there were difficulties, there would be no difficulties. Create difficulties as well. Brothers working together can cut off gold. No, it should be said that if one master and two servants work together and each does his or her part, things will be easier to handle. Although Li Chuanshan was not a local snake born and raised in the southern border, hiding his whereabouts and gathering information was his ability to live and work. It took only a few days, and without much effort, a good prey was found.
Three thousand miles away from Bangni Lake, there is a red swamp forest. It is a red swamp iron tree with sprouting and tillering aerial roots. A single tree forms a forest, covering a land with a radius of hundreds of miles. Snakes and insects disappear, and not a single blade of grass grows. There was a magical beast living in the Hongze Forest. The local natives called it "Rubbu". It gnawed on the aerial roots of the Hongze Iron Tree for seventy years, and then a bird appeared in its mouth. Then it left the Hongze Forest and searched everywhere. Blood food, open your belly and eat until you are full. There was a general under Shan Tao, the Lord of the South, who was obsessed with this monster. When it left its lair, he led his elite troops to surround and attack it. As a result, the entire army was destroyed and no one survived. The "meat bag" ate a lot of food and was satisfied. It took less than three days to circle around the Hongze Forest, including head to tail. This was its shortest "outing" in more than a thousand years.
As for why the natives call it "meat bag", it has a long history. It turns out that the monster looks extremely weird. It has no head, no limbs, no muscles and no bones, but it looks like a piece of rotten meat. It is fishy and rancid, making people want to vomit. The ground is rolling around, and when you encounter blood food, you can only wrap it up one by one. No matter how much you have a bronze head, iron arms, steel bars, and iron bones, and an indestructible vajra body with three heads and six arms, it will turn into a pool of blood in an instant, and you will be unable to use any magical means. Like putting it into a flexible and unbreakable cloth bag. However, although the "meat bag" is powerful, it won't be a disaster if he doesn't leave Hongzelin for a while, as long as he doesn't rush to the door and stays away.
Li Chuanshan slowly explained the strange behavior of the "meat bag" and said
It was concise, concise and very organized. Wei Shiqi nodded slightly, feeling that this person was still useful. However, the mention of the natives in the southern territory made him a little surprised. During these years of traveling in the abyss, except for monsters and monsters, he had never heard of the term "natives". Wei Shiqi asked a few more questions casually. It turned out that the lord of the south, Shantao Zhai, had a kind heart. The disabled and weak soldiers under his command were not used as cannon fodder. Instead, he ordered them to disarm and return to the fields, choose a fertile land to tame blood food, and forge weapons. It is used by soldiers to support their lives. They were protected by the Lord of the South, and they no longer fought for their lives on the sword. Their blood was increasingly exhausted, and they were reduced to "natives" who waited for the inferiors, just like slaves. Fortunately, Shan Tao kept his word, and the generals under his command followed the rules and restrained them at all levels, so no one deliberately caused trouble for the "natives".
Wei Shiqi was not afraid to speculate on others with the greatest malice, and he was quite dissatisfied. How could the Lord of the Four Directions be so merciful and kind? Those disabled and weak soldiers were raising a waste of rations, and even if they were killed, they would not get much blood. Turning the other generation into a "native" is nothing more than using waste and squeezing out the last drop of oil and water. He has also gained a good reputation. If he lives in a different place, he will make the same choice. However, the Lord of the South was obviously an anomaly among the Lords of the Abyss. Wei Shiqi secretly warned that against such an opponent, he must be very careful and must not be careless.
Li walked through the mountains to guide the way, twisted his waist and nodded before running away thousands of feet. From time to time, he stuck his head out and waved his little arms to lead the way. The Nine Miasma Beast King had been idle for several days, and finally came to use. He cheered up and stepped on the colorful miasma. , followed by the wind and lightning, running all the way to Hongze Forest.
After walking for most of the day, we bypassed half of the Gangni Lake and flew straight to the southwest. Not long after we walked, we saw more than a hundred monsters sitting paralyzed in the mountains and forests. They were all in ragged clothes and with weak vitality. They were lying around basking in the sun. He made no secret of his physical and mental fatigue. This kind of weariness is the weariness of life itself, which has penetrated into the bone marrow, like a walking corpse.
Wei Shiqi pressed the Beast King and landed silently on the hill. Li Chuanshan emerged from the ground beside him. He narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a long time. He lowered his voice and pointed, "That's Master Shan Tao." Judging from the behavior of the 'natives' selected from the soldiers, they are most likely avoiding the predators of the 'meat bags' in the red forest."
seventy years
The scene passed by in a hurry, and the look was not right. The monster was about to leave the Hongze Forest, hungry for blood. The natives left their homes and fled in a hurry. At this time, they wanted to hide as far away as possible, so as not to become a puddle of unconsciousness. Bloody water. For Wei Shiqi, it couldn't be better. If the monster hides in its lair and cannot come out, it will be a bit tricky. After all, the Hongze Iron Tree is a demon tree that grows into a forest with only one tree. The two parties join forces to occupy all the time. The location is favorable and the people are harmonious, even Wei Shiqi is not willing to go deep into it rashly.
After resting for a while and regaining their strength, the group of natives struggled to get up, and in small groups, supporting each other, they embarked on the road to escape again. The future is long, and they don’t know where they are going. They only know that the farther away from Hongzelin, the better. Once they are chased by that "meat bag", there is no way to survive.
When the natives disappeared deep into the mountain forest, Wei Shiqi crossed the Beast King and threw himself into the red forest. The miasma rolled and he fled hundreds of miles without moving, revealing a dense line of black forest at the end of his field of vision. The Nine Miasma Beast King subconsciously slowed down his escape speed, twitched his nostrils and sniffed for a long time. A wisp of fishy and rancid breath suddenly penetrated his nostrils, and he was so enlightened that it felt like something real. His chest was blocked, his stomach was turbulent, and the remaining food in his belly rushed straight to his throat. .
The Nine Miasma Beast King hurriedly held his breath and tried his best to suppress his nausea. His limbs were shaking and his body was a bit stiff. Wei Shiqi stretched out his hand and slapped it on the back of the head. Star power rippled out, sweeping away the evil aura. The Beast King let out a long sigh of relief. With a tone of relief, he stepped forward and flew forward while the star power was still there. The red iron tree remains unmoved, rooted in the earth, stretching out thousands of energy roots, sweeping away all living things, absorbing energy to nourish its body, a single tree can form a forest, occupying a land of hundreds of miles, which is the limit, as long as it does not If you get within ten feet of it, it will not disturb the Qi roots, and it will not hurt anyone if it explodes. As long as you hold your breath carefully, you should be fine.
After another stick of incense was burned, Li Chuanshan jumped out of the ground, not daring to make a sound, for fear of alarming the monster. He kept gesticulating, indicating that the "meat bag" might appear at any time, and he had to be careful. Wei Shiqi pressed the beast king on the back of his neck and ordered him to come down to the ground. He looked up and saw the red forest in front of him, with thousands of branches and leaves rolling in the green waves, and countless air roots intertwined so tightly that they were like rolling mountains. Between heaven and earth, there is lifelessness.
Li Chuanshan had two lumps of mud stuffed into his nostrils. The Nine Miasma Beast King pressed his nostrils with his claws, looking nervous as if facing a formidable enemy.
