Southwest Jungle

The opponent was originally strong, and with the help of the stone armor about the thickness of a palm in front of him, Shen Leyan stood in front of him like a thin willow tree.

Originally, the speed of the stone armor rushing over was not fast, and he could easily dodge it, but two stone hands stretched out from his feet, firmly grasped his ankles, and imprisoned him in place.

Shen Leyan used most of his spiritual power to crush the stone hands, but after all, his cultivation was a big realm behind him. In fantasy novels, the protagonist often crosses two or three realms to beat the opponent violently, but in reality, the little wind spiritual power he mobilized at most caused some skin injuries to the stone hands.

However, the man did not seem to want to kill him. It is estimated that he would at most break a few ribs.

No matter how slow the stone armor moved, it rushed to him in a short distance of more than ten meters. The majestic earth-type spiritual power had a strong sense of oppression.

 Shen Leyan subconsciously stretched out his hand to block in front of him, and used his spiritual power to set up a shield to protect his heart and other vital parts to cushion the damage caused by the collision.

According to the routine, he should now shout “Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west——” to show his momentum.

The problem is that he is afraid of pain.

[Be gentle, be gentle, brother, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts——]

“Ding”.

There was a subtle sound, as light as a needle falling on the stone ground.

The expected intense pain of being knocked away by the stone armor did not come. Shen Leyan’s tightly closed eyelids trembled and carefully opened a crack.

There was an ice needle in front of him, as crystal clear as the ice ridges hanging on the eaves in winter, but much smaller. It was as small as a speck of dust in front of the earth-yellow stone armor that looked like a small hill.

But it was this ice needle that nailed the stone armor in place. The ice-blue spiritual power quickly turned it into frozen soil along the stone armor. With a “bang”, it was like a ball of snow that broke apart. The stone armor turned into powder and was blown away by the wind.

The cultivator who made the stone armor had not yet reacted. He was blinded by the dust in the sky, and rubbed his eyes wildly.

 “Ouch, it hurts… W-Who is it——”

Shen Leyan turned back subconsciously and met Lu Yuanyi’s dark golden eyes in the crowd. The other party was tall and handsome, standing out from the crowd.

The two groups of cultivators who beat him also found Lu Yuanyi soon.

The temper tantrum stepped forward: “Are you this kid’s master? What are you doing? Do you want to stand up for your apprentice?”

Lu Yuanyi had a blank expression: “Please give me some face.”

“Who are you? Why should I give you face——”

The leading cultivator gave the temper tantrum a big slap and cursed with gritted teeth.

 “Shut up! If you want to die, don’t drag your brothers with you! Didn’t you see him attack just now? We didn’t even feel the fluctuation of spiritual power, that’s at least the cultivation level of Yuanying or above – the few of us combined are not enough for him to crush to death with one finger!”

“Yuan, Yuanying… is it true? If he is so powerful, why didn’t he stand up for that kid just now?”

“Are you stupid? People are training their disciple!”

“Then what should we do now?”

The leader politely bowed to them: “This is our fault, please be polite, Immortal. A little apology is not a respect. My brothers have never seen the world, and offended you just now. Please don’t blame us.”

As he spoke, he handed over a wooden box.

Shen Leyan had not experienced much of the human relationships in the world of immortal cultivation, and didn’t know whether to accept it. He secretly glanced at Lu Yuanyi from the corner of his eye.

 Seeing the other party nod slightly, he took the wooden box and opened it to take a look. There were several pills for anti-poisonous insects and miasma. They were not expensive, but they were very useful in the southwest jungle.

He also bowed to the cultivators: “Thank you for your advice.”

The leading cultivator saw that they had no intention of settling the score, and breathed a sigh of relief. He whispered a lesson to the brothers and left.

There was no fun to watch, and the onlookers gradually dispersed.

When Zheng Ziheng found his junior brother and master, he found that his junior brother looked awkward, like a cat with its fur standing up. He wanted to get close to his master, but was unwilling to move first, so he couldn’t help but smile.

 “Master, Junior Brother – Junior Brother, what’s wrong with you? I just heard that there are cultivators fighting here. Did you get into trouble?”

“Why did I get into trouble?”

[I was just here to watch the fun, but Lu Yuanyi threw me right in between two groups of fighting cultivators! ˃ ˄ ˂̥̥ ]

Zheng Ziheng was stunned, and a smile appeared on his jade-like and gentle features.

“So it was Junior Brother who was wronged. There are sugar men for sale over there. Can I buy one for you?”

“…I can’t say I was wronged.” Shen Leyan hesitated for a moment.

He knew that Lu Yuanyi was like that because he saw that his progress in practicing the “Qingying Xuan Jue” was slow, so he wanted him to experience a real fight so that he could have more insights into his wind spirit root and the “Qingying Xuan Jue”.

And at the critical moment, the other party also protected him and didn’t let him get seriously injured.

He didn’t deliberately explore, but he could feel that the operation of the wind spirit root was smoother, and the speed of the spirit power passing through the meridians was also slightly faster.

For the flow of wind around him, his senses were much more acute than before.

Zheng Ziheng watched his junior brother frowning from time to time, mumbling something to himself from time to time, and suddenly ran to a small stall.

After a while, he came back with a candy man, and handed it to his master reluctantly.

His master… actually accepted it.

Zheng Ziheng: “(‧_‧?)”

During the time they were separated, what happened to junior brother and master?

Southwest jungle.

Countless mountains are connected together, and the hot and humid climate makes the trees here grow tall and lush, stretching into a lush jungle that stretches as far as the eye can see.

 The outskirts of the southwest jungle have been developed by the government and local sects. There are several wooden houses as shops, providing medicines, elixirs, and even crossbows and magic tools for hunters or cultivators going deep into the jungle.

Some independent cultivators with good cultivation will also take jobs here to earn money.

The cultivators from all over the world wear different styles of clothing, and the local accents are intertwined, which is quite lively.

There are elixirs that can detoxify and ward off miasma that they have just received. They don’t have anything to purchase. After taking the elixir, they fly directly to the center of the southwest jungle.

Before sitting on the Jiangxue Sword, Shen Leyan heard several cultivators around him talking about them in a sympathetic tone.

 “These are the outsiders who are coming to the southwest jungle for the first time, right? Don’t you know that flying over the jungle with a sword is dangerous?”

“Why do you care about them? They will probably be shot down and eaten by flying monsters before they can fly for long.”

Shen Leyan was curious: “What flying monster…”

Lu Yuanyi in front of him looked back at him: “What flying monster do you want to eat? I’ll shoot one down and roast it later.”

Several cultivators: “〣( ºΔº )〣”