Hearing this, Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Since it is a training, there must be challenges. If there are no challenges, how can the potential abilities in the body be stimulated? Cultivating immortals is a journey against the will of heaven. If you want to become stronger, how can it be smooth and easy?"
Song Ming looked at him, his heart moved slightly, and said: "In fact, with your current status and position, you don't need to enter such a dangerous place. After all, the risk is too great. As long as you say a word, I believe there will be many strong people to protect you."
He is not only an alchemist, but also a pharmacist, and even a ghost doctor with the ability to bring the dead back to life. Such a person would be a VIP guest wherever he goes. There is no need for him to come to such a place to train.
"It's better to rely on yourself than on others." Feng Jiu said, smiling: "No matter how strong others are, they are not yours. Only when you are strong yourself, you will be the best. In this way, even if you want to protect the people you want to protect, you will have enough strength."
"Protect the person I want to protect?" He looked slightly stunned and murmured softly, "The person I want to protect is no longer here. No matter how strong I am, I can't protect him."
She glanced at him and knew that he was referring to his deceased mother, so she said, "You are still young, and you will meet someone you will want to protect in the future."
Hearing this, he laughed: "What do you mean you are still young? Are you really old? You really treat us like children."
Feng Jiu curled her lips and didn't respond. Indeed, her age in both lives combined was not young, and she really treated them like children.
She raised her head slightly and looked at the huge net formed by the intertwined branches above her head, thinking in her heart that after taking care of them for a year and finishing all the things, she would go to the first-class country to bring her mother home.
As long as she could bring her mother home and reunite with her father, she could then prepare to enter the Eight Empires and meet Mo Ze.
In a year, could she reach the Nascent Soul stage here? She was looking forward to it.
In the early morning, the sun was dimly shining in the forest. The tree spirits in the forest bathed in the warm sunlight and actually retracted their claws, standing still like normal trees.
"Strange, why are these tree spirits different during the day and at night?"
Ning Lang said as he looked at the trees with their branches folded up. Although the branches above were still intertwined to form a large net, the branches below seemed to have lost all their attack power.
"Could it be that he was pretending?"
As Luo Fei spoke, he glanced at them and tried to walk out and touch the trees. Unexpectedly, there was really no reaction at all, as if everything they had seen from the evening to last night was just an illusion.
“Maybe the habits of day and darkness are different.” Feng Jiu said thoughtfully, “It’s better this way. We should get out of this forest as soon as possible before dusk, in case there are changes again at night.”
"Well, let's go!"
After they put out the fire and cleaned up the traces they had left behind, they moved forward, intending to get out of this strange place as early as evening.
However, after walking for nearly a whole morning, they still hadn't seen the end. All around them were trees with only branches but no leaves, as if the forest was endless. At this time, Ning Lang whispered, "Look, what is that?"