"Why haven't the kind man arrived yet?" A thin old man with all white hair was pacing impatiently in the forest.

He was in a dense forest, but there was a wooden fence erected with huge trees around him, surrounding the open space in the middle to form a temporary camp.

The village is only about twenty steps long and wide, and there are several tents squeezed. There is a bonfire in the middle of the tent, and the broth is being cooked in a pottery pot on the bonfire. From the pile of ash, it can be seen that these people have been living here for many days.

A dozen young and strong people sat around the bonfire, listless. Occasionally, they looked up at a girl who was fetching water not far away.

In order to do things smoothly, the girl tightened her waist with light-colored cloth strips, showing her waist. Her hands were reddished by the ropes, and she tried hard to lift a bucket of water from the newly opened dou. Her bent waist seemed to be broken by a full bucket, her legs were tightened, and her buttocks were particularly raised.

The young and strong swallowed, lowered their heads again, and laid the ground listlessly.

They didn't forget that the last guy who dared to be frivolous was lying outside the village at this moment, and they didn't know how many bones were left by wild animals.

"Why can't the kind man be yet?" The old man with all white hair and beard let out a roar that was not in line with his figure, shaking the branches trembled, and everyone was frightened.

The old man pulled up a young and strong man by the bonfire and shouted loudly: "You useless dog! I don't blame you for releasing the evil beasts in the animal realm, but why has that kind man not been here yet? Why? Is it that you, the dog, told him the way to get out of the infinite wood formation!"

The young and strong man who was pulled up was Ju Xingbo.

Facing this thin old man, he had no resistance at all, and it was difficult for him to rise up. Just the day before yesterday, he saw the old man with his own hands, smashing the strong man who was several times stronger than him, and his internal organs were broken. Such brute force was definitely not something that humans could do, and there must be a secret blessing.

"I, I, I said it." Ju Xingbo lied.

This forest is the infinite wood formation mentioned by the old man. If he cannot understand the method, there will be endless trees here, trapping and killing people alive. However, Ju Xingbo felt that if he told the cracking method of the infinite wood formation, it would definitely arouse Qian Yiqun's suspicion, and he believed that kind people have great skills. Even if he didn't say it, he would probably find a way to break the formation.

Who knew...he was really disappointed with the kind-hearted person!

"Then why didn't he come yet!" The old man was furious, and his wrinkled old face almost squeezed together, even more scary than a mandrill.

"He, he, probably he has forgotten!" Ju Xingbo felt a urge to urinate, and then he endured it after biting his teeth.

"That daughter! Come on!" the old man roared angrily, as if he was a tiger and a leopard.

The girl who was fetching water by the well quickly put down the bucket, gently lifted her sleeves to wipe the sweat beads from her temples, and stepped forward to bless her: "Master, call me."

"You have met that kind man. How old is he and what is his memory!" the old man said loudly.

"Go back to Master..." The girl looked at Ju Xingbo, who begged and looked pitiful.

This girl was Zhu Qingzi. On that day, her senior brother was reluctant to kill her on the spot, so he took her down to serve as a slave maid. She was as obedient as usual, and never thought of helping her. Seeing Ju Xingbo's silent plea, the girl softened her heart and whispered: "The kind-hearted man is about twenty-five or six years old, but his memory is really bad. Today may not even remember what happened yesterday."

"Hmph!" After hearing this, the old man threw Ju Xingbo heavily to the ground and spurted two thick air from his nostrils.

"Tianquan, Jiechen and Jieqi." The curtain of the tent flipped over and an old monk with an inch of silver hair walked out of it, with a red face, looking like a harmonious atmosphere.

When he came out, the young and strong people showed horror and retreated aside. If he offended the old man Shiquan and ended up being broken into pieces, then offending the monk Yuanming would be the ending of death, without a complete corpse, and restless souls!

Following the old monk Yuanming came out with the senior brother wearing a ghost mask. He glanced at his junior sister Zhu Qingzi, and then saw that no one was dead on the spot, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Every young man here is the descendant of the disciples of the Patriarch Baimei, and any one of them is his own loss. However, these two old monsters do not think so. For them, as long as the Baimei team is used up, it is best to die all of them to save trouble.

The real unique skill is not only because of the great power, but also because there are fewer people who can understand it. If you cannot cultivate greater power, then reducing the population of the skill can also create a unique skill.

These people originally had a trip that was only one day earlier than Qian Yiqun. Later, they heard that the kind-hearted man could even shrank the ground, so they were extremely nervous, afraid that he would chase him and break the plan. Unexpectedly, after two days of action, the kind-hearted man did not even show up. At that time, the two old monsters became suspicious, but they didn't expect that the kind-hearted man was really trapped by this infinite wood formation.

"Don't worry, Master, Uncle, you have always been at ease in your work. He will definitely find a way to spread the way to break through the infinite wood formation." Senior Brother Ghost Face stepped forward and advised, "We don't care about staying here for two more days."

"I'm afraid that the thief can't go back even if he wants to!" Old Man Shiquan said hatefully.

Rumble.

"Thunder?" Everyone looked up and looked at the clear sky. They didn't expect how this thunder came about.

"What is that!" Someone pointed to a small black dot in the sky.

Is it a bird?

Is it an eagle?

It's Qian Yiqun!

No matter how dull the kind-hearted man was, he knew that his group had run for five days with the help of the shrinkage technique but had not seen a way out. It must be that there was something wrong with this forest. Qian Yiqun and the fox were very puzzled, and even went to Baimeitu to ask the conspirator's ancestor - Zhongxingyue.

——Isn’t the purpose of tearing me off to deal with Fu Bing? Why don’t you tell me the secret method of traveling through this forest?

Zhongxingyue was also puzzled by this.

What an idiot does cannot be guessed by hundreds of thousands of wise men.

——Damn, are you trying to test the Taoist’s strength?

Qian Yiqun was very unhappy and had decided to teach a lesson after catching the evil paths of Yinshan Mountain.

As for how to get out of the current dilemma, Qian Yiqun came up with a way to climb high and look far.

Of course, there are no mountains here, and although the trees are tall, they are not enough.

So, Qian Yiqun made a Kongming lantern, put eight light amulets on himself, and finally slowly took off with the Kongming lantern. He originally hoped that the Jieyin Sword could take him to fly directly in this cave under the control of the sword technique, but the sword technique's involvement power on external objects was obviously not as good as the Kongming lantern.

Qian Yiqun, who reached the limit, looked around, with dense jungles everywhere, and there was no shadow of a city at all. At the height of nearly fifty meters, if there was really a city and a towering city wall, there was absolutely no reason to be invisible! Especially Qian Yiqun and the cliffhanger who were blessed by the heart of plants and trees.

Suddenly, a non-obvious stream of blue smoke fell into Qian Yiqun's retina.

Qian Yiqun stared at it and vaguely saw a wooden village. The village was not big, but there was someone else's fire. Unfortunately, he was at the limit and could not see who they were.

Just have someone! Even if those people are trapped here like themselves, you can go over and communicate.

In this dense forest, it is easy to go in a wrong direction and lead to getting lost. Qian Yiqun pinched his finger tips, and the thunder appeared in the palm of his hand, condensed. When it reached its limit, it rumbled towards the giant tree in the distance.

The giant tree fell down in response to the sound, implicating the surrounding area.

Qian Yiqun summoned two more palm thunders on this line pointing straight to the village.

There were suddenly three holes in the dense forest.

With these three holes as markings, even if they go wrong, they should be able to be corrected quickly.

Fu Yuze raised his head and waited for Qian Yiqun to pull the rope before pulling him back to the ground.

"Senior brother, have you found a way out?" Fu Yuze asked.

"Not yet, but when I see someone cooking in a village, let's go and take a look first. We have been trapped here for five days, and the tourists from behind should follow." Qian Yiqun wiped his sweat and looked up at the scorching sun at noon.

"Then let's go quickly." Liu Dingding said, "I don't know what the fox's nose is, but I can actually catch it and get lost." Although this girl is smart, she has no experience in the world. She didn't expect that Qian Yiqun and the fox didn't take that girl Fang at all.

The fox was quite helpless and quickly rushed into the grass in front, as if he was standing in front. In fact, how dare it explore the way, it just hid in the grass and waited for everyone to walk by so that it could follow behind.

Bai Feng's elegant demeanor was greatly hit. He had not washed his face for several days and looked like a beggar. He walked in front with his sword, chopping down all the thorns and shrubs blocking the road, and setting off a road in this dense forest.

Qian Yiqun looked at Bai Feng's dirty white clothes and thought to himself: Once a Confucian scholar is sloppy, he will seem to be in a state of desolation, but the Taoist priest is a little sloppy, but he is playing in the world. As expected, it is better to be a Taoist priest!

Everyone was shuttled through the forest and finally found the pits that were thundered in the palm of his palm one by one. Qian Yiqun floated in the air again to determine the direction, but this time he could no longer see the green smoke mark. There was no figure shaking in the village. I wonder if the thunder and thunder in the palm of his palm had scared away because of the loud noise.

After an hour of struggle, Qian Yiqun and others finally arrived at the village and unexpectedly found that there were still people in the village, just holding sticks and swords, as if facing a great enemy.

Seeing the five people coming over the dust, the leader of the Muzhai shouted tremblingly: "This is the Songshan Sect. Which heroes are coming along?"

"The kind-hearted man from the Tao Qionghua Temple," Qian Yiqun stepped forward and bowed, "I accidentally got lost here and wanted to borrow some convenience."

The man hurriedly replied, "Shi Jing, Shi Jing, it turns out to be the kind-hearted master!" He turned around and shouted, "Brothers! Don't panic, it's the kind-hearted master."

There was a sudden burst of shouts below, and the wooden door slowly opened.

Qian Yiqun and others entered the village and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed with the village. Looking at the people in the village, they were all young and strong, and they were very familiar with each other. It turned out to be the same group.

"Must seeds, what do you think?" Qian Yiqun took a step back and asked Bai Feng in a low voice.
Chapter completed!