Sword Dao Alchemy

The blood-poison bees flew up like a cloud and rushed forward.

In other directions, blood-poison bees like clouds also appeared, flying towards the place where people were fighting fiercely for the golden bamboo fruit.

"Brother Lin! Why don't they attack us?" Jiang Huan asked curiously.

"I think... maybe these blood-poison bees are only sensitive to the bloody smell... It should be this reason, otherwise, we should have escaped long ago..." Lin Yun said.

Jiang Huan couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard Lin Yun's words.

Looking at the place where the fight was going on, he saw the knife light like a silk thread and the blood like a waterfall. It was really like a slaughterhouse.

The strong smell of blood had attracted countless blood-poison bees to fly over, like clouds and fog, spreading from the bamboo forest, and in a blink of an eye, annihilating the people who were fighting and fighting.

Jiang Huan's legs were weak, and he sat on the ground.

He could imagine what kind of scene it would be when the clouds covering the place dissipated.

Lin Yun shook his head and smiled, leaped over, picked the lonely golden bamboo fruit, and handed it to Jiang Huan.

"Young Master! Eat a bite first, and gain some strength."

Jiang Huan had tears in his eyes, and actually waved his hand, not wanting to eat anymore.

Among those who were enveloped by the blood poison bees, there was a young master named Jiang. Although he usually competed fiercely with him, they were brothers who grew up together after all, and there was some affection between them.

But now, he was being devoured one by one, but he was powerless.

So, he was in great pain.

"Young Master! Why are you so sad?" Lin Yun advised: "Do you think you can stop them from snatching the golden bamboo fruit?"

Jiang Huan could only shake his head silently.

He knew that he could not stop those people from snatching. If he did, others would think he had ulterior motives.

Good intentions that are not understood by others are useless.

"Since you can't, you can't be so depressed! It's better to eat the fruit and gain some strength first." Lin Yun continued to advise.

Jiang Huan still shook his head.

Lin Yun was immediately furious and shouted, "Since you can't stop them, they are just to blame for their own mistakes. What does it have to do with you?"

"I know you can't get over it. But you can't be too selfish. Do you want to drag me down just because you can't get over it?"

"Since I promised you to accompany you here to find opportunities, I must do it. If you fall here, wouldn't it be unfair to me?"

"You gave up your dream and put others in an unfair situation for something that is neither avoidable nor wrong. The consequences are more serious than what you are about to face."

"Do you understand?"

Jiang Huan was shocked by Lin Yun's scolding, and he had already woken up in his heart.

He looked at Lin Yun with tears in his eyes and said, "Brother! I was wrong, and I will never do it again."

Then, he took the golden bamboo fruit and ate it firmly.

At this time, the truth he wanted to understand was far more precious than this golden bamboo fruit.

The blood in front had been swallowed up cleanly, and the clouds and mist had also dissipated.

The golden bamboo fruit was still swaying on the top of the bamboo.

There were piles of bones below.

Lin Yun and Jiang Huan were not affected by this. Each of them picked one piece of golden bamboo fruit and picked hundreds of them.

Although only dozens of them could be used efficiently, it was good to keep them as food for later.

Under the bones, there was something like fine sand.

"Young Master! Collect some of this too. Maybe it will be useful in the future..." Lin Yun said.

"What is this?" Jiang Huan looked at the fine sand and felt a little strange.

"This is the feces of the blood poison bee. That guy always eats and excretes at the same time. Smell its smell. It should have a special effect here." Lin Yun said, and went to collect the fine sand.

Although Jiang Huan felt nauseous, Lin Yun was collecting it. He could only suppress his nausea and collect some of the fine sand that was still sticky.

Then, the two went forward, not knowing what they would face after passing through the bamboo forest.

...

After passing through the bamboo forest, there was a misty swamp in front of them. The water mist was so vast that they could not see clearly what was ahead.

The swamp was dead silent.

But the more dead silence there was, the more frightening it was.

Obviously, there was something more dangerous inside.

Jiang Huan's eyes showed fear, and he looked at Lin Yun and asked in a trembling voice: "Lin... Brother Lin... How... How do we get through here?"

Now, he has made Lin Yun his only support, and even changed his name.

In terms of age, he is several dozen years older than Lin Yun.

"I'll drag you over!"

Lin Yun turned around and cut a few bamboos, and soon made a bamboo raft.

"Brother Lin! Can this carry two people? Besides, do we want to move forward?" Jiang Huan looked at the bamboo raft that was only a foot wide and a foot long, and his heart was full of questions.

"Young Master! You can just go up, I'll pull it." Lin Yun said indifferently.

The swamp in front of him was not more terrifying than the black mud swamp that surrounded the Devouring Water.

What was terrifying was the things hidden in the swamp.

"Brother! You pull it?... How can this be possible?" Jiang Huan was a little terrified.

"What can I do if I can't? Can you walk in the swamp by yourself? Even if you can, you can't deal with the little things hiding in the swamp. So, you'd better stay on top, otherwise, you will cause trouble for me." Lin Yun said coldly.

"In a place like this, any politeness may cost you your life at any time. So, if you want to go through, listen to me."

Listening to Lin Yun's cold voice, Jiang Huan understood a lot more in his heart.

"I will do whatever my elder brother says."

"Take three golden bamboo fruits, put one in your mouth, and put one in each nostril. It should be able to prevent the miasma in the swamp." Lin Yun instructed, and at the same time he also took the golden bamboo fruits to take corresponding precautions.

Jiang Huan helped to do as Lin Yun instructed.

"Now... get on the bamboo raft!"

Jiang Huan got on the bamboo raft, and Lin Yun pulled it and flew towards the swamp.

The mud dance started, and this terrifying swamp was like walking on flat ground, without splashing mud and water, leaving only a series of slightly concave footprints...

"Brother's ancient martial arts are really amazing..." Jiang Huan exclaimed.

"You can learn from me when you have time, but there is no time now. It's too dangerous here." Lin Yun said.

"It seems that there is no now..." Jiang Huan said halfway, and suddenly his eyes widened.

In the misty swamp, many corpses that were mostly trapped in the swamp have appeared.

The fact that these corpses could walk here shows that they also have the same amazing strength.

But, they still died here?

Here... there are more?

When Jiang Huan was puzzled, his eyes widened, and fear surged inside.

There were countless tiny things surging on the corpses, and countless small things were running from the swamp, walking more freely in the swamp than Lin Yun.

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