Chapter 34 Life

At night, it fell down, and this ancient land was silent again in darkness. A cloud surged in the sky, and the rainstorm came as scheduled.

In a deep forest, a person is quietly in the rain, even if he is cold by the rain and does not move at all. Maybe he has no strength to move again.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance spread from the rain, and the fragrance entered his mouth and nose, which also shocked his spirit. He sat up hard, shook his head hard, felt a burst of severe pain from all over his body, and from time to time there was blood dripping into the water on the ground.

"Where am I?" Taking a deep breath of the wet air in the rain, he whispered and looked around. This was a forest that could not be seen at a glance. The towering trees stood here in rows, which looked particularly deep in the deep night. The forest was surprisingly quiet, and only the sound of rain hitting the leaves echoed in his ears.

He frowned, meditated for a moment, and was suddenly shocked. Then he remembered that he had fought with Lu Shaoyang and other Ziying masters not long ago, and was seriously injured by them and fell into this forest, which was a fierce and famous place on the land of the Central Plains, the divine wood forest!

This is the tomb of a true practitioner. Countless powerful people have fallen here. Legend has it that no one can get out of this place alive!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ziguang's face changed slightly. Now he doesn't even have the strength to walk. In this dangerous place, he must die.

Looking at the dark night sky shrouded in black clouds, his heart couldn't help sinking. Once he lay on the mountain like a fairyland and was stunned by such a night sky countless times. However, everything in the past had dissipated, and he could only face this cruel and cold reality.

The cold wind invaded his body through his wet clothes. He couldn't help but trembling and wanted to stand up and walk under the tree to avoid the rain. However, at the moment he stood up, there was a sharp pain in his legs. Immediately, a feeling of powerlessness surged up. He stood unsteadily and sat back. On the ground.

He gasped heavily, and a wry smile appeared on Zhang Ziguang's face. After a struggle just now, he realized that his leg had been broken. Not to mention anything to stop him, even if he was allowed to walk unimped, he could not get out of the forest.

With a slight sigh, he slowly lay on the wet ground. His limbs began to become numb due to excessive blood loss, and his face became as pale as paper. He knew that even if he went on like this without any attack, he would die here.

But what is there to fear about death?

In this way, he fell asleep. Even in his dream, he thought: Maybe he doesn't have to wake up again.

I don't know how long it took, and the sky gradually brightened, and the warm morning light shone on his face. It was the pale face, which was a little ruddy. Last night, the drooping flowers were poured by the rain, and also bloomed a charming halo. They held their heads high to welcome the first ray of sunshine.

Maybe, after Nirvana, it will be a new life!

"Your Highness, why is the breath of Shenmulin a little strange?" A soft voice sounded in the woods, as charming as the song of birds in the morning.

"What? Why didn't I notice it?" A man's voice came, and then a series of footsteps sounded, and a man and a woman appeared beside Zhang Ziguang.

Looking at the unknown teenager lying in the rain, the man's handsome face flashed with surprise and turned his head to the woman beside him and said, "Where did this man come from? Why didn't we find it when we came here yesterday?"

The woman's pretty face was tense, walked over quickly, looked at the teenager carefully, and then said to the man, "I don't know, it's definitely not from our family, but it's really strange. Ordinary people will come here and be sucked out of energy first, and then be eaten by monsters nearby, but this person has passed here. One night, he didn't die yet.

"What should I do?" A cold light flashed through the man's eyes and asked.

"Those who enter the divine forest will die!" A few short words came from the woman's mouth, which made people feel cold. As she said, she became a knife with one hand and stabbed Zhang Ziguang's chest fiercely.

Feel the energy fluctuation around him, Zhang Ziguang opened his eyes with great effort. He saw a woman in green expressionless, and her slender fingers were like a cold shining sword, thinking about stabbing herself.

"What are you going to do?" A frightened voice came from Zhang Ziguang's mouth. The woman paused and stopped. Xiu raised her eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Zhang Ziguang was puzzled. He didn't expect that there were other people outside him. He looked at the man and woman coldly and knew that his death would soon, so he sighed and said, "I was chased into this forest. Now I'm seriously injured and can't live. If you want to kill me, just come, but Yes, there should also be a reason to kill people." Is there a reason?" The woman in green frowned slightly and faintly. Immediately, two fine lights burst out of her beautiful eyes. She said coldly, "No one who has come here can get out alive!"

With that, her slender hand stabbed Zhang Ziguang again!

"Wait!" The man's voice came at this moment. The woman in green quickly stopped the attack and dodged aside. The man came slowly and said, "Who are you being chased?"

"The right path in the world!" Zhang Ziguang gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"Hmm, joke! Who do you think you are, and the world will hunt you down?" With a sneer, the man glanced contemptuously at Zhang Ziguang and said casually.

"I am a descendant of the Zhang family, so I was hunted down?" Zhang Ziguang looked indifferent and said indifferently. Anyway, he is still a dead end now. What's wrong with telling the secret to others?

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the man and the woman's face suddenly changed. The man strode to him and stared at him. His breathing was a little short. He asked, "Do you have any evidence to prove that you are from Zhang?"

"Tattoo on the arm!" Zhang Ziguang didn't look at the man and said casually.

The man also stopped talking and eagerly tore open the sleeves of Zhang Ziguang. He saw a wolf shadow, shining with a holy golden light, lying quietly on his little arm.

hugged the teenager with an excited expression, and the man was incoherent and said, "How can you be here? How can you... your parents... What about your uncles?

Zhang Ziguang was confused by the man's strange behavior. He scratched the back of his head and asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

The man suddenly let go of him, coughed a few times, and said with a straight face, "Han Zilin, the king of the court!"

Hearing the three words "Han Zilin", Zhang Ziguang was slightly stunned and seemed to be a little familiar. Then, he remembered the man who came to the Ziying faction for help when Dongying invaded. Only then did he completely recall this person. Now he hugged his fist and said, "It turned out to be His Royal Highness the King of Qing, disrespectful! Zhang Ziguang."

Han Zilin frowned slightly and said, "Why did you just say that you were a descendant of Zhang?"

Zhang Ziguang sighed, with a helpless wry smile on his face, and told the things that had just happened. Looking at Han Zilin's excited look just now, he was afraid that he had a close relationship with the Zhang family and told the matter. Maybe he still had hope to live.

But what's the point of being alive?

Sure enough, Han Zilin's inner excitement was overflowing. He waved to the woman in green and pointed to Zhang Ziguang and said, "Look, does it look like our sixth brother?"

A colorful flashed flashed in the woman's eyebrows. She smiled at the beautiful teenager, clapped her hands and said, "Well, I miss Jing'er very much!"

"Why do I look at Xiang's sixth brother?" Han Zilin curled his lips and retorted.

Zhang Ziguang was confused and didn't know what the two dancing people meant.

After a while, Han Zilin seemed to suddenly realize something, restrained his smile and said, "Son, do you know who your biological father is?"

Zhang Ziguang's face changed, bit his lips tightly, nodded, and then shook his head again. Obviously, he was still a little taboo about Zhang Yufei.

Looking at the hesitant expression of the teenager in front of him, Han Zilin exhaled gently and said slowly, "Your father is my sworn brother, Zhang Yufei. He was once a model for a righteous young man, but he fell in love with your mother, Sikongjing, one of the guardians of the demon realm. After your mother's death, he also Li Yuehua was besieged by Zhengdao. Although he finally escaped, he lost his reputation and was scolded by the people of the world.

Zhang Ziguang nodded bitterly. He still knew something about Zhang Yufei and calmed his sad mood. He asked, "Is there Yang Yun and Ouyang Hong in the group of people who sworn brothers with you?"

Han Zilin nodded and said, "Yes, they went to the Jianfeng faction together and risked a huge rescue Li Yuehua. Alas, it's a pity that since your father's whereabouts are unknown, we have had fewer contacts!"

The woman in green walked to Zhang Ziguang, gently patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "Son, you'd better not know much about what happened back then. You have too many enemies. Isn't it a kind of pressure for you? Come with us and live in the Qing Palace. We will do everything we can to find your father."

Zhang Ziguang was silent for a moment and still did not say anything. At this moment, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and the great implementation of life was caught off guard!

smiled faintly at the two of them. Zhang Ziguang suddenly changed the topic and said, "Isn't this a divine forest known as the grave of the practitioners? Why didn't the three of us die here?"

The woman in green smiled and said, "The divine wood forest is the place where our ancestors rest. In order to protect this pure land, our people planted many strange trees here. These trees can madly absorb people's true energy until they die."

"Then why is it ineffective for me? Instead of losing my real anger when I came here, I recovered a lot?" He scratched his head in surprise, Zhang Ziguang asked.

A strange color also flashed between the eyebrows of the woman in green and said, "This kind of tree, named Hua Feng, not only does not have the effect of absorbing true qi for two kinds of people, but can speed up their practice. These two people, one is from our family, and the other is from a special bloodline. I belong to the first kind, and your uncle Han belongs to the second kind. As for you...?

In the end, she shook her head helplessly. Obviously, she didn't understand why Zhang Ziguang could survive in this strange forest.

"Meng Yao, today's practice is cancelled. Let's go back to the imperial city!" Han Zilin's voice suddenly sounded. The green woman called Meng Yao hesitated for a moment, then nodded and pulled Zhang Ziguang to fly to the magnificent city.