Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 13 Strange Nuts
"Is there any opportunity to explore here?" Wang Chen's mind moved.
After constantly adjusting his perspective, he finally located the location where the question mark appeared. From the crack, he pulled out a golden droplet-shaped...
nut?
With the help of moonlight, Wang Chen placed the nut in front of his eyes and examined it carefully. Suddenly, a faint fragrance that made him feel refreshed entered his nostrils.
It looks like a seed.
Even the strong mountain wind could not blow away the smell, but at the same time, the smell seemed to be trapped in a small space and could not be dissipated.
This feeling made Wang Chen inexplicably feel that this seed and the night breeze that was blowing past were not in the same world.
The words that appeared before my eyes were still four question marks. There were no exploration hints or explanations, as if this opportunity did not exist before my eyes.
The tentacles feel a little uneven, and under the moonlight you can see that the seeds are covered with dense golden patterns.
Whether it was the plant that had just fallen to the bottom of the mountain or the golden seeds, neither of them seemed to be something that originally existed in this fairy mountain.
Wang Chen looked up at the sky for unknown reasons, only to find that the sky had a strange feeling of being pulled and shaken, and even the stars in the night sky seemed to be floating insignificantly.
"Sure enough, the space here is unstable!" Wang Chen concluded.
Two soft sounds were heard after the voice, and instantly dissipated in the sound of the mountain breeze. He kept looking up at the sky, and his right hand slowly moved to the scimitar at his waist.
His hand had already touched the hilt of the knife, and it felt as cold as eyes reflecting the night sky, while his body bent slightly.
Wang Chen turned around suddenly, and the sharp scimitar turned into a bright white crescent-shaped blade light.
Then his body suddenly stilled.
Standing behind him was the goat with a golden beard and head held high.
The moment the eyes of the man and the beast met, Wang Chen was unable to move as if he was under a spell.
Seeing Wang Chen still holding the knife, the goat's eyes showed a human-like look of contempt, then turned to look at the seeds in Wang Chen's hand with ecstasy and greed.
As it fights for the chance to evolve in the Immortal Mountain, it seems to know what this thing is.
It exhaled two deep breaths through its nostrils, as if to calm its excited mood, and then it bit the seed hard.
The still knife light also moved at this moment. In the goat's puzzled eyes, the knife seemed to complete the unfinished range, forming a perfect semicircle.
“Click.”
The goat bit the air hard and almost broke a row of old teeth.
Then he saw a strand of golden hair fluttering in the air, which then turned into golden threads and drifted in the night wind.
Its spiritual attack is second to none in this fairy mountain. Even the other two beasts that have also evolved to the strongest are afraid of it. How can this piece of meat in front of it, which has no signs of evolution at all, break free from its spiritual constraints and cut off the beard that it has invested all its energy to evolve when it is least prepared?
If you have wisdom, you will think more.
When its beard was damaged, its only fate was to withdraw from the competition for the opportunity to enter this fairy mountain.
Those eyes that were full of wisdom first showed horror, and then turned into boundless anger.
But as long as it can obtain that seed, it will not only be able to return to its peak, but can even become the king of this fairy mountain.
Its demeanor returned to its arrogance. It glanced at Wang Chen with the side of its eyes, was stunned for a moment, and then its eyes flashed with extreme anger.
Because it saw Wang Chen swallow the seed very decisively!
Watching the seed turn into a bulge at its neck and be swallowed into its stomach, the goat let out a terrible long cry regardless of everything.
Meow!
The hurricane suddenly rolled back, and the sound of the sheep's cry continued to echo. Although it was not as loud as a lion's roar, it also caused a gust of flying sand and rocks!
At the foot of the mountain, a lion lying on the ground suddenly raised its head. The mountain top and the full moon hanging high in the sky were reflected in its golden eyes. It turned into a residual shadow and rushed madly towards the mountain.
In a mountain range, yaks drinking river water were running towards the top of the mountain with earth-shaking noises.
Instinct told the two animals that something big was happening on the top of the mountain. Their evolutionary levels were similar, and whoever could go one step further would have an absolute advantage.
The stones bounced by the goat's howling hit his body and caused pain, so Wang Chen ran madly.
Although the goat's look made him very unhappy, the goat's roar made him completely give up the idea of eating the meat of this pretentious goat.
He was shocked at how powerful the goat was.
If Xiaoyao had not given him an experienced slap just now, causing his whole body to shake and thus free himself from the goat's control, his hand, along with the seed in it, would have been swallowed by it.
Similarly, he moved very quickly, and the golden sand under his feet flew up in the air, so exaggerated that it seemed as if his running had caused a violent rise in smoke.
With one foot on the edge of the mountain that he had climbed for seven days and seven nights, he jumped high as if he was going to jump into the soft sea of clouds under his feet to seize the fleeting opportunity.
The extremely high speed of free fall made his hair like inverted needles. He opened his hands and still wanted to shout, but the surging air flow rushed into his mouth , blowing his mouth into a strange shape, like a frog with its mouth wide open.
Out of the corner of his eye he seemed to see a goat standing on the edge, looking down with a look of shock. It had never expected that this stupid and weak piece of meat would choose to commit suicide. This was its second miscalculation.
The yaks were still running as if they could smash everything in front of them, raising huge clouds of dust.
The golden lion was clinging to the cliff like a cat, staring at his falling body with a questioning look but still with dignity.
The loudest wind sound I had ever heard, and the most panicked scream from Xiaoyao I had ever heard.
Wang Chen suddenly felt relieved, as if all these troubles and trivialities were no longer important. Instead, he faced the wind, stretched out his hand, and unfastened a buckle on his chest.
A huge, pure white fox fur burst out from the bundle and then bloomed in the air. It looked just like the dandelions he had thought about many times, exactly the same, if you didn't look down at the patched pieces of cloth.
The animal's tendons were stretched straight, and the huge recoil force caused his body to swing in a semicircle in the air, like a swing, and then the descent speed dropped suddenly.
Above the vast sea of stars, the bright moonlit sky, and the misty and rolling sea of clouds, Wang Chen was floating on a white fox skin, shouting excitedly.
This has always been his wish.
It's like a tiny snail, carrying a heavy shell on its back, climbing up the towering tree step by step, and then flying forward .
"Look, I said I could fly, and I can do it."
Wang Chen's shouting voice echoed in the night sky, and his voice was still as blindly and mysteriously confident as when he first arrived in Huangpo Village.
But Xiaoyao did not laugh at Wang Chen like she did in Huangpo Village. Instead, her eyes turned red instantly and she burst into tears.
"This is not what Wang Chen wants."
She remembered that Wang Chen once told her that life is like a poor kid who falls off a cliff but is supported by a tree. There are wolves on the cliff and snakes below the cliff, all waiting to eat people. There are also rats that keep gnawing at the life-saving tree. If the tree breaks, the person will die. But life is about forgetting all these misery and concentrating on enjoying the drop of honey on the leaves.
And that’s exactly what he did.
