There was an old saying in Laoshan, "One boar, two bears, three tigers." The wild boar was the king of the forest. Suddenly, the wild boar let out a low growl. It was like the thunder before the rain.
Zhuo Bufan frowned. He formed two fireballs in his hands and threw them at the boar.
However, Zhuo Bufan was stunned. The fireballs only created two sparks when they hit the boar. The boar did not slow down. Instead, it sped up.
"I heard that wild boars often rub their backs against pine trees. There is a thick layer of pine resin on their skin, which is equivalent to wearing a layer of armor. However, although the two fireballs I condensed are purely formed by spiritual energy and I didn't release any magic, ordinary wild boars can't resist them!" A thought flashed through Zhuo Bufan's mind for a second. He tapped the tip of his feet lightly and jumped three meters high.
"Bang!"
The wild boar slammed into a pine tree the size of a bowl. The whole tree collapsed.
Zhuo Bufan froze in the air for three seconds and quickly made a gesture. "Little Thousand Buddha Palm." The lightning in his palm burst into dazzling sparks, and he slapped the wild boar's head from top to bottom.
"Woosh." The wild boar groaned and screamed. It used its tusks to poke Zhuo Bufan's body.
"My Thousand Buddha Palms is enough to kill a Dark Jing martial artist. How can this wild boar not be afraid?" Zhuo Bufan was shocked. He quickly twisted his body and rolled to the side.
When he landed on the ground, he took a few steps back. He stared at the wild boar. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.
This was not the deep part of the forest. How could the wild boar appear at the edge? Besides, even a mutated tiger could not withstand his fireballs. How could a normal wild boar be so powerful?
"This is an illusion!" Zhuo Bufan reacted in an instant. He made a gesture with both hands, took out a talisman, and stuck it on the ground. He shouted, "Break!"
A shockwave spread out in a circle with him as the epicenter. When Zhuo Bufan raised her head, the wild boar was nowhere to be seen. Even the broken pinewood was intact.
Zhuo Bufan stood up and stared ahead. She thought to herself, Ever since I've been reborn, I've been triumphant. I've killed Yang Qi, Ghost King, and Battle Asura. My ego has gotten a little inflated and I've underestimated the heroes of the world. If I were to meet Ghost King's master, I wonder how strong he would be.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan shook her head. It was better for her to keep a low profile.
After the illusion was broken, Zhuo Bufan jumped onto the tree trunk. A black shadow danced in the deep forest.
Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan stopped. He stood on the trunk of a tall tree and looked ahead with a serious gaze. Zhuo Bufan was lying on the ground. There was a person in a black robe standing next to him. From the figure, it seemed to be a skinny woman. There were strange red cloud patterns on the robe. She slowly raised her head and stared at Zhuo Bufan who was standing on the tree trunk.
"Oh? I didn't expect you to break my illusion so quickly. As expected of the man who killed Rexel. "The woman's voice was sharp. Judging from her accent, she was from Dragon Nation.
Zhuo Bufan frowned and said, "You're from Asura?"
"Yes. Are you interested in joining Asura? I can recommend you to the deacon. At that time, you'll be able to enjoy endless wealth. You can have any woman you want."
"Sorry, I'm not interested. I want to know who killed Zhuo Duan. " Zhuo Bufan's murderous aura suddenly rose. A few withered leaves that fell around him were crushed into powder when they were three meters away from him.
The woman was silent for a while and shook her head. "Zhuo Duan? I don't know who he is. "
After saying that, the woman suddenly raised her head. Two rays of red light flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, vines spread out from under Zhuo Bufan's feet and wrapped around his legs and body. His whole body was tightly bound by the green vines, constantly squeezing his bones and skin.
Illusion was a kind of psychic ability. It couldn't cause actual damage. For example, if the caster made the enemy imagine that they were sinking into the sea, the enemy wouldn't be able to feel their breathing and would slowly suffocate to death. But to a normal person, there wouldn't be a single drop of water on them.
"Still using this trick?!" Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly. He condensed two basketball-sized fireballs in his palms and smashed them towards the woman like cannonballs.
"My illusion didn't work on him? He's a fire element psychic. " The woman cursed angrily. Then, with a swoosh, she jumped onto the tree trunk and quickly escaped to the north.
Just as the fireball hit the ground, Zhuo Bufan flashed to the ground, carried Chu Lingding and jumped onto the tree trunk. The fireball blasted a hole in the ground.
"As long as I know that this is an illusion, your illusion will be useless against me. The strongest way to destroy an illusion is to have a strong and uncontrollable will." Zhuo Bufan thought to himself. He had been cultivating for three hundred years and had gone through countless life and death situations. His Dao Heart was as strong as a rock.
Zhuo Bufan looked at Chu Lingding, who was lying in his arms, and frowned. It seemed that he wouldn't be able to catch up to them. If she left Chu Lingding here, there might be poisonous snakes and wild beasts around.
"Shura? I'll find you guys sooner or later. " Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists. Zhuo Duan had died in their hands, even though Zhuo Bufan had never heard Zhuo Duan call him brother.
Jumping down from the tree trunk, Zhuo Bufan checked on Chu Lingding. He was only knocked out, and there was nothing serious.
Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan noticed a platinum necklace hanging around Chu Lingding's neck. A faintly discernible fragrance floated out from it.
"The smell of calming grass?"
This kind of grass could cure mental disorders and calm a person's mind, but at the same time, it would weaken a person's willpower, making it easier to be controlled by illusions.
Why were the people of Shura looking for Chu Lingding?
Zhuo Bufan frowned. She carried Chu Lingding and walked down the mountain path. Just as they reached a rock, Zhuo Bufan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurried over.
Beside the rock, there was a light blue blade of grass growing. It had three blades of grass and was about ten centimeters tall.
"Ice Congealing Grass?" Zhuo Bufan was pleasantly surprised. She had traveled far and wide to look for it, only to find it by chance. Originally, she had planned to walk around the mountain tomorrow to see if she could find the Ice Congealing Grass. She didn't expect to find it so easily.
Zhuo Bufan hurriedly put Chu Lingding on the grass. She squatted down and placed her hand on the Ice Congealing Grass. However, she frowned.
"This Ice Congealing Grass has already passed its medicinal period. It's useless even if you take it back. Plus, it's not easy to find Ice Congealing Grass." Suddenly, a voice appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan. A faint figure walked over from the darkness.
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