The three of them made up their minds and re-checked the information of various jade slips, cleaned up their respective equipment, and evened up the weapons for defense and attack. Dalin divided the spiritual spring water into three, and the iron head and willow branches were not polite, so they took them all down. After this, the battle was almost inevitable, and the spiritual power consumption might be extremely huge. This spiritual spring is an excellent treasure to replenish spiritual power.

The three of them adjusted their breathing for another three days, and felt that they were in their best condition, so they prepared to set off.

"Bless the ancestor! See you in the ancestral courtyard!"

"Bless the ancestor! See you in the ancestral courtyard!"

"Bless the ancestor! See you in the ancestral courtyard!"

The three of them said goodbye to each other, hiding their own breath, and divided into three routes, one in front and two behind, along the valley and towards the south.

Dalin still walked in the middle, dared not fly in the air, and moved forward quickly under the big trees.

Countless snakes and insects were afraid of death. When they saw creatures approaching, they bite them. Dalin held their strength and slapped them in the face, knocking them dizzy, and they didn't bother them.

I couldn't fly, so I checked all the way, and the speed of my progress was very touching. When the sun star was about to set, I only traveled more than 5,000 miles to a mountain seven or eight thousand feet high, and found a big tree to spend the night.

Standing under a big tree with a breast diameter of nearly five feet, a little fierce aura showed, scaring all the insects and frogs on the big tree to scatter and run away.

Dalin waited quietly for a while, but did not hear or feel any powerful aura of creatures. He then sacrificed a flying sword, dug a trapezoidal trunk from the big tree, removed all the inside, and put it in the storage bag, leaving only a part of the bark more than three feet thick.

The forest flew into the hollow trunk of the tree, and the bark closed automatically. After a little step, the depth was tightly closed, leaving no gaps.

After doing all this, Dalin sat down in the tree trunk without a trace of light. The hollow was five or six feet square, enough to stand and sleep inside.

Dalin's martial arts slowly moved, absorbing the traces of spiritual energy from the tree trunks, restraining the breath of the whole body, closing the breath, and the heart stopped beating, and only the ears would slightly sway from time to time to capture any sound in the valley.

On the night of the prehistoric land, the surface is more lively than during the day.

Countless insects and ants emerged from the ground, catching prey or being caught, making the chewing sounds one after another without stopping for a moment.

Dalin was already familiar with the nights in the prehistoric times, and could easily tell which sounds were normal, and knew how quiet the surroundings would appear when danger came.

The forest has no thoughts and desires, and has empty its mind and slowly runs its exercises. Unconsciously, the mind seems to have a branch, enter the big tree, feel the countless root systems underground, thousands of feet deep, absorbing the water lines in the soil, transporting them along the meridians to the trunk, the branches, and finally the leaves.

The moisture nourishes every part of the big tree. The traces of spiritual energy in the moisture are pulled out by the tree veins and sent to the heart of the tree, a tiny spot of light that emits a slight fluorescence.

Dalin's mind touched the light spot slightly, and the light spot shrank slightly, and then came up curiously.

With a ray of light stretched out, entangled with Dalin's mind, Dalin instantly knew Dacheng's life.

From a small sapling, I have seen countless animals of all kinds. Which animal urinated beside it, which animal rubbed off a piece of his bark, which bird built a small nest on his branches and leaves, and all the big trees were recorded.

Dalin watched all this silently, watching the vicissitudes of the valley, the clouds rolled and the creatures changed, and it seemed that he understood something, but he seemed to understand nothing.

A bird cry woke the forest up and realized that the surface had calmed down, but the tree canopy became bustling and the night had passed.

Dalin silently put away his exercises, his heart began to beat slowly, and his breathing appeared at the end of his nose.

He reached out and touched the tree trunk that was smoothly cut by the flying sword. Dalin raised his head in the dark, his expression was a little moved, and his mind moved, and the gourd containing the spiritual spring appeared in his hand. Dalin poured some of the spiritual spring on the trunk. The big tree seemed to make a very cheerful cheer, and the spiritual spring water soon penetrated into the trunk.

Dalin smiled slightly, reached out to pat the trunk, pushed the bark away, and jumped out. The bark flew back to the gap to seal it. Without looking closely, it would be impossible to find it.

Dalin poked out his spiritual consciousness and scanned the southeast. After crossing a thousand miles, he did not find any powerful creatures. He dared not look at them anymore. He withdrew his spiritual consciousness and walked away. The big tree swayed slightly on the mountainside, as if he was reluctant to leave.

After traveling day and night, Dalin stopped and his body became lighter, and he carefully touched the top of the mountain.

Across the valley hundreds of miles, two single-horned sheep, one yellow and one white, were striking fiercely in the hillside opposite. Seeing that Shenqing was clear, there was no hatred and seemed to be playing.

Dalin restrained his breath and used the light of his eyes to watch quietly.

These two single-horned sheep are taller than the two single-horned sheep they killed. They seem to have entered the middle stage of Void Refining, but they are still playing like children.

Dalin thought about it carefully and felt a little cold in his heart. His body was tightly pressed against the tree trunk and did not dare to move.

With such strength, but still not in the world, and only knows how to play and play, it must be protected by powerful parents, and at least one-horned sheep above the celestial fairy are nearby.

After nearly an hour of collision, the two one-horned sheep seemed to be tired of playing the game and began to chase and fly south.

Dalin vaguely felt that a spiritual sense seemed to have left as well.

He stood on the trunk for a while, then blew away a black snake that stretched out his head and shook off a spider that had fallen from the tree, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Dalin felt a little strange. These days, his spiritual sense seemed to have been greatly enhanced. It seemed that on that night, the light spots of the big tree had brought his realm to a higher level, reached the threshold of the late stage of the Void Refining, and began to realize the existence of the rules.

Dalin was happy, but he didn't dare to be careless. He stayed on the top of the mountain for more than an hour before he came down the mountain and followed the direction of the two one-horned sheep leaving.

After walking and walking 100,000 miles, Dalin discovered the whereabouts of five single-horned sheep. The strength of these single-horned sheep was ranging from the middle to late stages of the Void Refining, and each was practicing in one mountain.

Dalin took out a set of fur and put it on his body, like a monkey, wandering around and continuing to go deep into the territory of the one-horned sheep.

After walking tens of thousands of miles, Dalin sensed the breath of a single-horned sheep of a celestial immortal. He was so scared that he lay on the ground like a monkey, not daring to move rashly until the breath disappeared.

A spiritual sense swept over, and Dalin knew that he could only find out here. If he continued, his life might be lost. Without hesitation, he turned around and slowly headed towards the northwest.

Dalin learned the walking posture of apes and walked in the mountains and forests at an extremely slow speed. He pulled fresh rhizomes and even caught some small insects and stuffed them into his mouth to chew them.

I walked slowly for nearly ten days before I walked halfway.

Feeling the faint spiritual consciousness around me, it seemed that I had left, I breathed a sigh of relief, walked for another three days, and stayed away from it for more than 20,000 miles again.

Dalin stopped, found a mountain spring, drank a few sips of water, looked around, and found no abnormalities, so he strided towards the northwest.

"What a thief, it's really a fraud!" A joking and loud shout came from the air.
Chapter completed!