Deng Xuan didn't understand.
How exactly is he worse than this savage
He took meticulous care of Xia Xian'er, protecting her everywhere, not letting her suffer any grievance or hardship.
What's the result
As a result, he never even touched Xia Xianer's hand.
He thought Xia Xian'er was conservative, noble, shy, and out of touch with the world.
Because she is like this to all opposite sex.
Senior Brother Yukongjing once tried to show his affection to Xia Xianer, but she ignored him.
But now he is flirting with Zhou Huoyu, a cultivator in the Body Tempering Realm
He couldn't accept it.
Jealousy has distorted him beyond recognition.
Deng Xuan's expression gradually distorted, and his gloomy face was filled with madness.
"Since I can't get it, I'll destroy it!"
No one knew Deng Xuan’s crazy idea, and the group continued to move forward.
Xia Xian'er followed behind Zhou Yu, saying a few words to him from time to time, and would chuckle with her hands covering her mouth when she talked about something interesting.
There is no wine in Xia Xianer's dimples, but they make everyone drunk like dogs.
Unfortunately, this smile is only for Zhou Yu.
Others approached to talk, but received only lukewarm responses.
Everyone envied Zhou Yu...
At this time, there was a new discovery!
"White Dragon Bud! We found the White Dragon Bud!" Zhang He exclaimed.
Everyone rushed forward to check it out.
In front of us was a huge swamp, filled with lavender mist. The swamp was covered with thorny vines, and on the vines grew some white flower buds, which were faintly visible.
One cultivator said excitedly, "Great! White Dragon Sprout is the hardest to find treasure among the foundation-building pills. We actually found it, and in such a large area. We are so lucky!"
Zhang He's eyes also lit up, "Finally I can build my foundation again..."
He is an "old man" in the Body Tempering Realm and has established his foundation more than five times.
But it never worked.
There are many reasons for failure, including poor quality of foundation-building pills, interference from external factors, and insufficient talent...
He knew that his talent was average and he needed to keep trying.
But if he fails again this time, his Dantian will not be able to turn into liquid, and will form sticky "Dantian mud", and he will never be able to build a foundation in his lifetime!
In fact, cultivators like Zhang He are the norm in the world of immortals.
Every time a realm is advanced, countless cultivators will be stuck.
The path to immortality depends on destiny.
But if you succeed in building the foundation, you will step into a new world with infinite possibilities!
Your reputation, status and resources will be greatly enhanced.
In this era when immortal cultivators are everywhere, the foundation-building stage belongs to a small group of people.
A monk said calmly, "Don't be careless."
"This purple mist is released by the white dragon vine, and mixed with the methane, it forms a gas with a paralyzing effect."
"If you get paralyzed while picking, you will be swallowed by the swamp."
"Look carefully in those swamps."
When everyone heard this, they all looked over with wide eyes.
They found white bones in the swamp, and tattered clothes were vaguely visible. From time to time, bubbles and blood-red muddy water appeared in the swamp.
Zhou Yu picked up a stone and threw it into the swamp.
The stone quickly sank into the swamp, like a mud cow entering the sea, silently, which made people shudder...
Zhang He pointed with sharp eyes, "Look what that is!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the gaze and discovered that a fresh corpse had just been dug out of the swamp. The body had been torn apart by something and was covered in blood.
Xia Xian'er looked around carefully and asked, "Are there any monsters around here?"
Zhou Yu said, "Anything is possible, be extra careful..."
Zhang He frowned. It was impossible to give up the white dragon bud, but the problem now was how to pick it.
"We don't have a Sky Control Realm expert, so we can't fly. This swamp is extremely dangerous and we can't enter. How can we pick the fruits..."
This question stumped everyone.
The most crucial material for the Foundation Building Pill is right in front of me, but I can’t get it. I’m extremely anxious!
At this time, Deng Xuan suggested, "I have a solution."
Everyone looked at him.
Deng Xuan looked up and said, "You can go from above."
"Hang on the tree with a rope and slide down. You can easily take the white dragon bud and get away safely!"
Everyone looked at the tall trees and imagined the scene.
Zhang He clapped his fist, "What a good idea! Why didn't I think of it!"
Others also applauded and admired Deng Xuan's intelligence and talent.
"Cultivating immortals is not a mindless struggle, the method is equally important."
"If we force our way in, I'm afraid we won't be able to build our foundation."
"There is a reason why Fellow Daoist Deng has become a strong man in the Foundation Establishment Stage!"
It seemed as if all the previous injustices had disappeared because of Deng Xuan’s good idea.
Zhou Yu remained silent.
This was the first thing he thought of, but he didn't say it.
It’s not that he wants to take it for himself. This thing is useless to him. He doesn’t need this kind of material to make foundation-building pills.
He also knew that Deng Xuan didn't need to build a foundation.
The problem is that this approach is dangerous.
The danger lies not in the swamp but in the people.
It sounds safe to pick them hanging on a rope without touching the swamp.
But what if someone cuts the rope
Zhou Yu didn't want to make malicious assumptions about Deng Xuan, but this guy didn't seem like a good person.
When the silver-back bear suddenly went berserk and targeted only him, Zhou Yu thought this guy was very suspicious, but he had no evidence.
Otherwise he would have turned against him long ago!
Zhang He was very excited and volunteered to be the first to pick the white dragon buds.
This time, he must succeed in building his foundation!
When others saw that someone was willing to take the risk, they were naturally happy to do so.
Zhang He tied a rope to a thick branch and fell into the swamp.
Another monk said, "How about I tie your legs with ropes, then I'll let you down, and then I'll pull you up after you've taken off the clothes. That would be faster?"
Zhang He smiled and shook his head, "No, that's not convenient for me to operate, and if I encounter a monster, I will be restricted. If I'm in danger, you pull the rope again, and I can come up faster."
Zhou Yu looked at Zhang He's unnatural smile and thought that he was still cautious.
If you let the ropes tie up your legs, isn't that the same as handing your life over to someone else
But I guess he felt a little regretful in his heart that he shouldn't have been so impulsive and been the first to act.
The monk nodded and said, "That makes sense. Be careful."
In order to reduce the inhalation of purple mist, Zhang He swallowed a pill that could hold his breath.
Zhou Yu was a little surprised...
I thought to myself that alchemists can really make anything.
"Okay, I'm going down!" Zhang He said, sliding down the rope.
Zhang He's figure entered the purple mist. In the dim light, he could be seen getting closer and closer to the white dragon bud. He carefully avoided the vines and thorns, and then reached out to pick the white dragon bud...
Everyone stared at Zhang He intently, not daring to breathe, fearing that something strange might happen, but also to gain experience...
Suddenly, Xia Xian'er asked hurriedly, "What is that!"
Everyone looked.
A triangular fish fin appeared on the swamp water, twisting and turning.