Chapter 23 Eyes on the Branches

Tang San and the dean walked into the forest.

However, as they walked deeper and deeper, the surrounding environment became darker rapidly.

Tang San swallowed, then forced himself to cheer up.

I am the reincarnation of the God King, what should I be afraid of?

The dean looked at the surrounding environment and said, "A friend of mine has been to this Sleeping Moon Forest before. He told me that it is surrounded by a kind of fog all year round, which creates a dark and humid environment here. Tang San, don't worry."

After all, he is still a child. He has the knowledge taught by the master, but lacks some personal experience. The dean said to himself.

Dark and damp environment? Isn't that what I am best at?

What Tang San was thinking about was dampness, not darkness.

He couldn't help but straighten his chest.

I am the god of the sea! What am I afraid of?

However, just as Tang San began to cheer himself up, a strange voice appeared in front of them.

"Don't panic!" The dean grabbed Tang San's arm.

Tang San's eyes moved slightly, and he used his Purple Demon Pupil to look forward, only to see a bush in front of them moving without wind, and then slowly parting.

Tang San frowned, then moved his right hand slightly, and the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit was summoned out.

But no response.

"..."

He smiled helplessly. He was only a level 20 soul master now, and his blue silver grass martial soul had not yet been awakened for the second time. Naturally, he had no so-called blue silver domain to help him explore the way.

So weak!

Tang San couldn't help but shout in his heart.

He carefully released his first soul skill, linking himself with the dean beside him, hoping to ensure his own safety.

The dean did not stop him from doing this, which was the right thing to do.

"Dean, let's keep moving forward." Tang San recalled, then said, "I remember that the Monster Eye Tree should be just ahead."

"Okay." The dean nodded.

He has reached his fifty this year, with a strength of level forty-two. He is a weapon soul master, his martial soul is a cane, and his soul rings are one white and three yellow.

They continued to move forward, but did not notice that far behind them, a slender figure was standing on a tree, staring at their backs.

There was a purple light flowing in the slender figure's eyes. This was the true color of Shi Yueyi's eyes, like purple Roland.

During this period of training, her original martial soul also evolved her mental power. Perhaps this is the difference between her original martial soul and that of Du Bu Si in later generations.

The one that cannot be killed by poison may be more accurately called a physical martial soul.

Because both the brain and the eyes are part of the body.

Tang San and the dean moved forward, and she followed suit, like a shadow cast in the distance.

Shi Yueyi tapped her headset gently: "Grandpa Guangling, how are your preparations going?"

After a while, Guangling Douluo's voice came: "It's almost done, it's just a small rare treasure."

Shi Yueyi nodded gently.

This is her plan.

Generally speaking, plant-type soul beasts have to reach the thousand-year level to have a certain level of combat power, while animal-type soul beasts have it in ten years.

In order to not attract too much attention while improving himself at the same time, Tang San chose for himself a second soul ring, which was a demon eye tree that was about to enter the thousand-year level.

According to his understanding, this soul beast has wood attributes, poison attributes and good mental power.

However, it was precisely this extra mental power compared to other plant-type soul beasts that caused problems.

Following Shi Yueyi's suggestion, Guangling Douluo took out a rare medicinal herb brought from the Spirit Hall, called Tianhui Bamboo.

They heard the conversation between Tang San and the dean a few days ago, and then arrived at the forest in advance and began to make arrangements.

This caused the little demon tree, which was originally more than 900 years old, to evolve a little bit.

The Demon Eye Tree, which possessed a trace of spiritual power, absorbed the small treasure and turned into a thousand-year-old soul beast.

This was also Shi Yueyi's plan, because she knew that Tang San's fourth ring was ten thousand years old, so she wanted to see if Tang San would choose to absorb across levels this time.

An unpleasant smell came out, causing the dean to stop for a moment.

"Is this the unpleasant smell that the Demon Eye Tree emits that you mentioned before?" The dean couldn't help but cover his nose.

Tang San nodded, and then said: "Yes, this is a characteristic of the Monster Eye Tree."

"How come you look totally unaffected?" the dean asked.

"Because the teacher will use his spirit to help me practice." Tang San said calmly, "Perhaps this is the teacher's uniqueness. He will let me improve myself in a bad environment."

When the dean thought of Yu Xiaogang's bragging, his face couldn't help but twisted.

Only a great master could think of letting his disciples practice hard in such an environment!

You really deserve to be called a master!

"You are a teachable kid, you are a teachable kid!" He couldn't help but admire and said, "Today, no matter what, I will help you get this second spirit ring, otherwise I won't be able to explain to you!"

Enduring the unpleasant smell, the dean led Tang San forward.

A rustling sound came from above their heads, and it sounded like some creature was running quickly among the treetops.

Tang San looked around vigilantly, but he was surprised to find that he had walked into the thick fog of the forest without realizing it. If it weren't for his Purple Demon Eye, he would have been lost here!

He cautiously held the blue silver grass between himself and the dean, and said, "Dean, be careful!"

He gently placed his other hand on the Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night, and some of the hidden weapons he had crafted slipped silently into his palm.

He is now just a soul master who has cultivated to the twentieth level using the Xuantian Gong, and without sufficient cultivation to support him, his technique-based hidden weapons are almost unusable.

A drop of sticky liquid dripped onto his knuckles, transparent, but——

With a hint of corrosive power!

Tang San looked up in shock, only to see a branch above them, and on the branch, there was an eyeball staring at them!

Then, he looked down at his feet with a little horror. He heard the sound of gurgling water. The sticky liquid had flowed over where he was and overflowed over the soles of his shoes. He now seemed to be standing in a thin layer of water!

"Damn it!" He immediately took a deep breath and activated the level 20 soul power in his body.

As a result, he found that his ghostly movements were restricted by this sticky liquid!

"Tang San! Be careful! This may not be the hundred-year soul beast you mentioned!"

The dean also noticed something was wrong and exclaimed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that on the branch in mid-air, the devil's eye once again spewed out a stream of glue-like mucus, and this mucus contained corrosive toxins!

"No!" Tang San shouted in horror.