Chapter 1114 Poison Miasma
The galloping footwork, which infuses spiritual power into the feet to increase power and speed, is the entry-level foundation for must-practice bodywork.
As long as a monk has control over the spiritual power in his body, he can do it. The only difference lies in the flexibility of the control and the duration.
The four senior brothers and sisters in the Foundation Establishment stage looked at the front and were far ahead, with speeds no less than their own junior sisters, and sighed again in their hearts.
It is said that the Five Spiritual Roots require five different spiritual roots to be cultivated at the same time to achieve a breakthrough and advance.
The world's indifference to the Five Spiritual Roots is simply because throughout the ages, even in the ancient world, there has not been a single Five Spiritual Roots cultivator whose name has been passed down. It's not that no one has tried it, but the result of consuming a lot of resources and time is what it is today - the five spiritual roots are known as waste spiritual roots.
This concept is so ingrained that everyone has temporarily ignored the huge advantages of five spiritual roots - the spiritual power reserves of five spiritual root monks are five times that of single spiritual root monks at the same level.
Therefore, even if the four of them are all building foundations, the meridians and spiritual energy reserves in their bodies should theoretically be far away from Lin Fan, who has just practiced Qi. But judging from the current situation, Lin Fan, who has five spiritual roots and has half-stepped the foundation, can't see any difference between him and Mu Jingjing, who is at the basic level of foundation building, in terms of speed.
Several high-level Dharma cultivators gritted their teeth, not wanting to be pulled down by the junior sisters here. Although the Dharma cultivation method is inherently weaker than the physical cultivation method, senior brother's face must still be maintained.
As for Lin Fan, everyone had been shocked and numb in their hearts when they had seen her make the sword cultivator flee with one strike of her sword. Therefore, after a little surprise, I quickly accepted it. And each one worked hard to catch up, no one wanted to fall behind.
Either because of good luck or because they were too fast, they encountered no trouble along the way.
In this silent competition, seeing the finish line getting closer and closer, there was a sudden "pop" sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Lin Fan stopped and turned around, and saw Mu Jingjing's legs weakened and she threw herself on the ground. Next to him, Yu Sinian had fallen to the ground. Du Xingyu held his arm with one hand and covered his mouth and nose with the other. He looked at Shen Xiuyuan with his knees half bent.
Shen Xiuyuan looked unhappy and took out a small jade bottle, "Do you have a poison-avoiding pill?"
He poured one pill himself first and swallowed it. Seeing Du Xingyu also take out a small jade bottle, he quickly poured out one pill and stuffed it into Mu Jingjing's mouth. He then placed it on her neck and raised his head.
Lin Fan saw that he was about to look in his direction, so he knelt down neatly on one knee, took out a small jade bottle, put it in his mouth and raised his head, pretending to swallow the medicine.
Just kidding, if four people fell down and she was fine, wouldn't that be a clear indication that something was wrong with her?
She and the mecha are two in one, and ordinary poisons cannot hurt her at all. But how could she explain it here? She didn't want to be labeled as "invulnerable to all poisons".
She's high-profile enough. The spiritual roots and cultivation speed are all out of necessity and cannot be covered up. A person with a high ability to learn and understand can be said to be naturally intelligent, but no matter how invulnerable she is, she never tests human nature.
When Shen Xiu saw that Lin Fan had also taken the medicine, he felt relieved and lowered his head to help Mu Jingjing. "Junior sister, slow down."
Mu Jingjing relied on Shen Xiuyuan's strength to get up. The purple gold hammer in his hand became as big as a lantern in the blink of an eye, and he looked around warily.
"Who attacked?"
Shame on you! What a shame! She was a great physical practitioner, but she was the only one who fell down!
Lin Fan also stood up and looked around. "No one is around."
"Junior sister, junior sister!" Shen Xiuyuan quickly comforted the slightly nervous Mu Jingjing, "No one attacked, it was poisonous miasma. We accidentally inhaled the poisonous miasma in the swamp forest."
Shen Xiuyuan was also extremely upset. It was obvious that he had been wary of poison gas before, but since there had been no problems for such a long time, and he was approaching the destination so smoothly, his vigilance plummeted.
In addition, the swamp forest has an unpleasant smell and high humidity, and it would be difficult to detect a poisonous miasma that has no color or smell. They were traveling so fast that people were far away. They had a physical attack and found out that they had inhaled poisonous gas...
"...It's my fault." Shen Xiuyuan's face turned red.
As the leader of the team, he was negligent in his responsibility if he failed to protect his fellow juniors from danger.
Lin Fan and Mu Jingjing remained silent.
Du Xingyu helped Yu Sinian over: "Hey! The horse stumbled. It's nothing serious, senior brother, don't worry about it."
Indeed, except for Yu Sinian, who was poisoned again and looked pale and weak, everyone else seemed to be fine. But...
"Senior Brother, if you still feel sorry for yourself," Du Xingyu smiled and pushed Yu Sinian towards Shen Xiuyuan, waving his hands and said, "Then support this guy, and you will die again!"
Shen Xiuyuan took it over obligingly and wanted to carry it on his back, but Yu Sinian still had a baggage on his chest.
Yu Sinian was not so weak that he had to be carried on his back. After all, he was a cultivator. He would feel better after taking a moment to relax. He waved his hand to Shen Xiuyuan: "Brother, don't worry about me, it's important to be on your way."
A gentleman does not build a dangerous wall. They are not familiar with this swamp forest and do not know what dangers there will be. For safety's sake, it's better to leave early. Shen Xiuyuan also knew the importance. After confirming the direction and distance with Lin Fan, he led everyone to continue setting off.
Because the distance was not far and Yu Sinian was worried about his health, he didn't move very fast this time.
The further forward, the brighter the light, but the visibility becomes worse.
There was so much water vapor in the air that it wetted Lin Fan's eyelashes, forming a white mist. Their speed slowed again.
"Why is there such a thick fog suddenly?" Shen Xiuyuan was puzzled. "It's clear that the sun is in the middle of the day now, and the fog should have dispersed long ago."
"Is there something weird again?" Du Xingyu clasped his hands behind his head and followed closely behind Yu Sinian.
"This is the right direction." Lin Fan looked at the instructions in the handle, "It's about seven or eight hundred meters away."
The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and everyone seemed to be trapped in the fog. Lin Fan had to bring the controller to his eyes to see clearly.
The people around him could not be seen clearly for a long time. If Du Xingyu hadn't foreseen it and took out a rope for everyone to catch, I would have spent a lot of effort to find someone now.
In the white mist, Lin Fan looked firmly at the navigation system and walked forward.
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The sound seemed to disappear into the white mist, disappearing from her ears again, as if she was caught in a formation again.
This time, not even her own footsteps could be heard.
The fog became heavier and heavier, and Lin Fan seemed to be immersed in water. The water at the tip of her nose finally couldn't bear the gravity and started to drip down. There was an inexplicable sense of oppression all around her.
Her feet never stopped. Logically speaking, it should have arrived long ago.
Lin Fan stopped, turned around and looked behind Bai Mangming.
"Senior Sister Mu? Senior Brother Shen..."
She called out to someone, but as expected there was no answer.
But what gave her a greater sense of crisis than this was the rope tied to her arm.
The rope had not moved since she stopped, maintaining a certain degree of looseness and half-swaying into the white mist.
She remembered that she was followed by Yu Sinian, then Du Xingyu, Mu Jingjing, and Shen Xiuyuan. They kept following him, and even though the white mist obscured them, they didn't feel any resistance behind them.
But now, she stopped, and the person behind her who should have continued forward also stopped.
I pulled the rope, but there was no reaction on the other side, as if the other end of the rope was a dead thing.
Lin Fan frowned, changed the handle to a long sword, and walked back along the rope.
The distance between the two people was less than one meter, but Lin Fan couldn't reach the next person no matter how he walked. The rope seemed to have become infinitely long, but when I looked down, I saw that the rope in my hand was submerged in the white mist, and it was still half-loose but not yet tight, hanging in the air...
This situation...Lin Fan has never encountered it before.
Did he fall into the formation by mistake again?
The long sword threw out a string of small fireballs, evaporating the fog around him, and he finally had some space to see.
But sometimes, seeing is worse than not seeing.
In the receding fog, a cricket pupated, and out of the turbulence, a... dead white... baby? !
Lin Fan stood on his head on the spot.
Wow! Don't be a fool to hit the wall!