The sword is the devil

Chapter 1188 Beimu Forest
be lost.

The trees are too tall, and there are no guideposts to refer to, unless you fly into the air, but this is meaningless; the so-called getting lost to him actually means that he doesn't know where to go.

The wood spirit's aura is the same everywhere here, there may be slight differences in strength, but it is irregular. If you walk along the wood spirit's aura, it is more likely to be walking in circles in the forest, just like he is doing now.

He could realize that this might be the ecstasy that the whole forest had set up for him, an outsider, and he didn't want outsiders to explore the forest's secrets.

It's normal, he is not discouraged, since monsters like Jing An can get the approval of Beimu Forest, how can he not be able to do it by himself?

He found a slightly protruding rock and sat down, stretched his body as much as possible, just like a real traveler tired from walking, drank water, opened his arms, took off his shoes to relieve his blood.

Then he said behind a big tree on the opposite side: "I'm hungry, do you have anything delicious here? I can exchange something with you."

There was no movement behind the tree, and he was not in a hurry. He took small sips of the clear water in the pot and waited silently. He was a practitioner, and he had plenty of patience, and he was sure that there were two little guys hiding behind the big tree, and they had been following them secretly. He has been following him for several days.

He would not think that this was malicious stalking, and would rather regard this behavior as a kind of curiosity.

In the description of this forest in the world of human comprehension, this is a dangerous and unpredictable place, not because of the cruelty of the masters here, but because of their weirdness that makes it difficult for the rules of the human world to follow here.

But he was willing to give it a try.

After an hour, he finally persisted to the end, still old-fashioned. First, a mushroom head poked out from behind the big tree, and then a tail grass, small and exquisite, full of curiosity about him, a stranger.

For these wood elves, their abilities cannot be measured by the standards of the comprehension world. In some respects they are weak, but in some respects they can do things that human monks cannot.

A mushroom spirit monster and a grass tail monster are the most common plants in Beimu Forest. These two little creatures probably have not yet matured into spirits, and they are still full of curiosity about the outside world. In their eyes, this human is a completely strange species.

Hou Niao slowly took out some small bits and pieces from the treasure gourd, which basically had nothing to do with cultivation objects. It's not that human monks think it's good, they think it's good.

It is rare for a monk to carry such a mess of small mortal objects in his belongings. This is not in line with the habits of practitioners. These things of his are all brainless purchases from Aunt Nineteen. Just one word, beautiful That's right.

Take out a dozen colorful things, including amethyst, red agate, turquoise muscovite, tourmaline gemstones, etc., all of which are not very valuable even in the human world. The only thing they have in common is that they are beautiful. Produce natural things, not artificially synthesized comprehension items.

Cheap, natural, casual, is his way of befriending these little things.

"I'm hungry and I don't know what to eat here? What can be picked? What can't? What's poisonous? What's delicious? If you like it, maybe we can make an exchange?"

The two wood elves hesitated for a long time before approaching slowly. The little mushroom has a ridiculous big head, which doesn't match the bud-like body, and the voice is clear and childish.

"We can feed you, but not for the shiny stuff."

The little tail is like a piece of grass, and the thin one seems to be able to blow it away with a sneeze. "We Northwood elves don't covet other people's things. Grandpa Beech said that when humans take out candies, no one knows." What's behind the candy."

Hou Tiao didn't mind that he had the patience to deal with these little guys, and the method was very simple, just real.

"Okay, then I want something to eat, okay?"

The two little guys are very happy, they are kind-hearted, and they like to help others from the bottom of their hearts.

Two bamboo shoot hearts, a radish-like root, and a tube of mountain spring water... To be honest, these foods do not meet the appetite of human beings, but he knows that this is the best food in the eyes of wood elves, so he doesn't dislike it , Do as the Romans do, what you eat is not what you eat, what you want is communication in the process.

In fact, if they are regarded as fruits, these things are sweet and crunchy, and they are quite delicious.

Seeing the natural sweetness of his food, the two little guys are very satisfied, they are most afraid that their food will not be recognized by others.

Hou Tiao drank a large mouthful of mountain spring water, and felt that although it was not overwhelming but extremely pure, he couldn't help but praise,
"It's delicious! This is much better than the water I brought, can you tell me where I can get such a mountain spring?"

Little Mushroom smiled and narrowed his eyes, "This is not mountain spring water, this is the dew we collected. There is nowhere to find it. There is only a small tube every day, which is in your hand."

Hou Tiao laughed, "That's too precious, I'm so grateful to you; since I enjoyed your delicious food, we are probably friends too? Do you mind sending some small gifts between friends?"

The eyes of the two little guys have been wandering around on those colorful stones, completely revealing their thoughts.

Hou Tiao took two of them and stuffed them into their hands, "Friends are meant to share what they need, right? I ate your food, and you accepted my gift, so that everyone gets what they need."

The two little guys were squirming, but in the end they couldn't resist the temptation of the beautiful stone. This is the attraction of nature to nature, and it is the nature of all pure creatures.

After exchanging things, the distance is shortened. Wood elves like them have a special magical ability. They can often judge from simple contact whether the human being in front of them is trustworthy and kind, or is hiding something ulterior motives. Conspiracy.

In this regard, they have the same intuition as the ancient sacred beasts like Aunt Nineteen, so don't look at them as naive, but if you think you can simply deceive them, you are asking for trouble.

They feel good about the human being in front of them, they are natural, generous, and open-minded.

Little Mushroom is more talkative, "Sir, what's your surname? What can you do in Beimu Forest?"

Hou Tiao is generous and generous, "Hou Tiao, I come from the Dushan Sword Range in the southwest of the mainland. I came here to find something. We humans call it the Wood Spirit Orb, but I don't know what you call it? Well, Is it the kind of thing or place that can affect the change of the wood spirit in Beimu Forest?"

(End of this chapter)