Chapter Eighty-Five: Fighting the Dryad
Feng Fan wiped the blood stains on the inside of the snakeskin, and put the snakeskin and the Qinghong Sword into the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring. Feng Fan looked around, only to see an open field in front of him, and two vast forests on both sides.
Feng Fan dragged the corpse of the black spotted snake out of this passage and dragged it all the way to the forest on one side. Feng Fan unleashed a Flying Fire Technique, knocking the earth out of a deep pit, and then completely buried the Black Spotted Snake. Feng Fan carefully explored the surroundings and confirmed that there was no other movement before leaving quickly.
Soon after, Feng Fan discovered a cave. Feng Fan used his divine sense to probe and make sure that there was nothing unusual in the cave before slowly walking in. The cave is slightly dark, but you can see it clearly.
I saw that the cave was not big, the walls of the cave were not smooth, and stones of various shapes were unevenly distributed on it. Feng Fan looked carefully at the ground, and there was nothing on the ground except for stones and dirt.
Feng Fan took out the Five Elements Xuanmeng Flag, set up a simple magic circle of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array around the cave, and threw out a piece of crystal jade to maintain the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array, and finally sat in the cave and began to quickly recover the true yuan.
After all, Feng Fan had consumed some True Yuan in the battle just now, and there were many dangers in Yimang Mountain, and it was difficult to predict when he would encounter a strong enemy, so it was extremely important to maintain sufficient physical strength and True Yuan at all times. If you want to survive in the Yimang Mountain, you must be extremely cautious, and the slightest negligence can kill you. After all, a small number of monks in the foundation building period died in Yimang Mountain, which was a profound wake-up call for Feng Fan who cultivated during the Qi Gathering Period.
The next day, Feng Fan returned to his peak condition, ate some dry food, and continued on the road.
The light in the forest is a little dim, and the sound of birdsong can be heard from time to time, which adds a little life to the forest. There are all kinds of strange trees growing around, some winding, some of them of strange colors, and some of them with unusual branches and leaves. Feng Fan didn't have the heart to appreciate the scenery in front of him, so he secretly concentrated on his guard, and explored the surroundings with his divine sense.
There was a sudden sound of flowing water in front of him, and Feng Fan looked through a few towering ancient trees. I saw a small open field in front of me, and the sound of running water came from there.
Feng Fan walked over quickly and saw a stream at the edge of the open field. There was a skeleton next to the creek. made Feng Fan's heart sink, it seems that someone once died here.
Feng Fan flipped his hands, and a silver light shield spirit rune appeared in his left hand, and three soul separation cones appeared in his right hand. On the side of the creek was a thick half-dead wooden stake, which aroused Feng Fan's suspicions.
There is plenty of water here, so it stands to reason that no trees should die, and the dead wood stakes are thicker than ordinary ancient trees, and the probability of dying due to lack of water is even lower.
In addition, such a secluded place should be inaccessible, so there is little chance of vandalism. As for the destruction of the demon beast, it is even more unlikely, because when the demon beast goes berserk, it is impossible to destroy just one tree, and there should be other trees around it.
Feng Fan was thinking about it, when suddenly a few dead branches appeared in the ground under his feet, wanting to entangle them. Feng Fan's right hand flipped over, and three soul separation cones shot towards the dead branches.
The withered branch was immediately retracted into the earth after being hit by the soul separation cone, and with the rapid gushing out of the Fengfan True Yuan, the silver light shroud spirit rune was gradually urged. After a few breaths, a silver mask of light appeared around Feng Fan's body, wrapping it around, and Feng Fan seemed to be in a sphere.
The dead wooden stake opposite Feng Fan suddenly grew in size, and at the same time, countless wooden spears came out of it. "Boom......" Countless muffled sounds came out, and these spears were all blocked by the silver light shield around Feng Fan's body.
Feng Fan understood that he had met the Dryad, because according to some books, the ancient tree would produce a divine consciousness if it survived for more than a thousand years, and under the control of the divine consciousness, the ancient tree would cultivate by constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and gradually become a dryad. Some dryads will become more powerful if they accidentally absorb the monk's soul and will continue to hunt the monk in order to absorb more monk's soul to strengthen their divine sense.
Recalling these contents, Feng Fan decided to flee immediately. Because there is no need for Feng Fan to fight with the Dryad here, after all, the Dryad has neither treasures nor spirit grass on it. As for avenging the dead monks, Feng Fan did not have such stupid ideas and lofty realms.
Just as Feng Fan was about to flee, the dead wood stake had turned into a towering ancient tree. Countless branches suddenly stretched out from the ancient tree, firmly grasping the silver light cover on the outside of Feng Fan's body, and at the same time pulling towards the ancient tree. Feng Fan's body was moving slowly, getting closer and closer to the ancient tree.
Anger rose in Feng Fan's heart, it seemed that it was impossible to end up well today. Feng Fan raised his right hand, and the three soul separation cones shot rapidly towards the dryad under the control of his divine sense and true yuan.
The dryad stretched out many branches, which were gathered in front of the ancient tree. The soul cone struck the branches, and in an instant, some of them burst into flames. The three Soul Cone were still blocked by other branches, unable to move on.
Feng Fan then pointed quickly at the Soul Cone, and the supreme magic weapon seemed to send out a furious attack on the dryad. The branches that blocked the Soul Cone slowly retreated, and some of them burned to ashes on their own. But then more branches stretched out from the dryad's body, blocking the way out of the soul cone, and Feng Fan was pulled in front of the dryad by the other branches.
Feng Fan was about to send another soul cone to attack the dryad, but he didn't expect the dryad to open his mouth and spit out a huge cloud of green slime, which wrapped the entire silver light mask. Feng Fan couldn't see the outside scene clearly, so he had to stop his actions and quietly observe the surrounding scene.
The slime appears to be corroding the silver mask, and some parts of the silver mask are dull and dull, as if it is about to break. A breath of wood attribute seeped in, making Feng Fan feel slightly dizzy.
"It seems that the green slime spewed out by this dryad is very powerful, otherwise the silver light mask would not have behaved like this. However, the slime could not defeat the silver light mask in a short period of time, and he had countless silver light mask spirit runes, it was estimated that the dryad casting this spell would extremely consume its own true yuan, and it could not have any treasures such as the best magic weapons. So hold on for a while, and when its true essence is consumed hugely, then shoot and kill it. Thinking of this, Feng Fan flipped it with one hand, and another talisman appeared in his hand.
Feng Fan injected the true element into it, and the talisman gradually shone brightly. After a few breaths, a second silver mask appeared inside the outer silver mask. Feng Fan's mind moved, and two detachments flew out of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring, floating in front of him, ready to go.