Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1114 Poisonous Miasma

The quick-running footwork that infuses spiritual energy into the feet to increase power and speed is the essential entry-level foundation of physical training.

Any cultivator who has some control over the spiritual power in his body can do it. The only difference lies in the flexibility of the control and how long it lasts.

The four brothers and sisters in the foundation-building stage looked ahead at the person far ahead, whose speed was no less than that of their younger sister, and they sighed again.

Legend has it that one must cultivate five different spiritual roots at the same time to achieve a breakthrough and advancement.

The world's indifference to the Five Spiritual Roots is simply because throughout history, even in the ancient world, there has not been a single Five Spiritual Root cultivator whose name has been passed down. It's not that no one has tried, but the result of consuming a lot of resources and time is what it is today - the Five Spiritual Roots are known as useless spiritual roots.

This concept is so deeply rooted that everyone temporarily overlooks the fact that five spiritual roots also have huge advantages - the spiritual power reserve of a cultivator with five spiritual roots is five times that of a cultivator of the same level with a single spiritual root.

So even if the four of them were all in the foundation building stage, their meridians and spiritual energy reserves should theoretically be ahead of Lin Fan, who was just practicing Qi. But judging from the current situation, Lin Fan, who was a half-step foundation building person with five spiritual roots, was no different from Mu Jingjing, a physical cultivator at the initial stage of foundation building, in terms of speed.

Several senior Dharma practitioners gritted their teeth, not wanting to be dragged down by their junior sisters. Although Dharma practitioners' body skills were weaker than physical practitioners, they still had to maintain their dignity.

As for Lin Fan, everyone had already been shocked when they saw her defeat the sword cultivator with one sword. Therefore, after a little exclamation, they quickly accepted it. And one by one, they tried their best to catch up, no one wanted to fall behind.

I don’t know if it was because they were lucky or because they were going too fast, but they didn’t encounter any trouble along the way.

In this silent competition, as they were getting closer and closer to the finish line, there was suddenly a dull "thump" sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Lin Fan stopped and looked back, just in time to see Mu Jingjing's legs soften and she fell to the ground. Yu Sinian had already fallen to the ground beside him, Du Xingyu was holding his arm with one hand, covering his mouth and nose with the other arm, and looking at Shen Xiuyuan with his knees half bent.

Shen Xiuyuan looked unhappy and took out a small jade bottle. "Do you have any anti-poison pills?"

He poured out a pill and swallowed it first. Seeing Du Xingyu also took out a small jade bottle, he quickly poured out a pill, bent down and stuffed it into Mu Jingjing's mouth. He then put his hand on her neck and looked up.

Seeing that he was about to look at him, Lin Fan knelt down on one knee, took out a small jade bottle, put it to his mouth, tilted his head back, and pretended to swallow the medicine.

Are you kidding? Four people fell down but she was fine. Doesn't that obviously tell people that there is something wrong with her?

She and the mecha are one and the same, and ordinary poisons can't hurt her at all. But here, how should she explain it? She doesn't want to have another label of "immune to all poisons".

She was already high-profile enough. Her spiritual roots and speed of cultivation were all due to necessity, and there was no way to hide it. Her high learning comprehension ability could be said to be natural intelligence, and she was immune to all poisons... She never tested human nature.

Shen Xiuyuan was relieved when he saw Lin Fan had also taken the medicine. He lowered his head and helped Mu Jingjing up. "Junior sister, go slowly."

Mu Jingjing climbed up with the help of Shen Xiuyuan. The purple gold hammer in her hand had become as big as a lantern in the blink of an eye. She looked around vigilantly.

"Who attacked?"

How shameful! How shameful! She was a physical practitioner, yet she was the only one who fell!

Lin Fan also stood up and looked around. "No one is around."

"Junior sister, junior sister!" Shen Xiuyuan hurriedly comforted the slightly nervous Mu Jingjing, "No one attacked us by surprise. It was the poisonous miasma. We accidentally inhaled the poisonous miasma of the swamp forest."

Shen Xiuyuan was also extremely annoyed. He had been on guard against the poison gas, but nothing had happened for such a long time, and they were getting close to their destination. The process was too smooth, causing his vigilance to drop sharply.

In addition, the swamp forest already had a bad smell and high humidity, so adding a little bit of poisonous miasma that was not noticeable in color or smell would be difficult to detect. They were moving fast, and they were already far away when their bodies started to flare up, only then did they realize that they had inhaled poisonous gas...

"…It's my fault." Shen Xiuyuan's face flushed.

As the team leader, he was derelict in his duty by failing to help his fellow students avoid danger.

Lin Fan and Mu Jingjing said nothing.

Du Xingyu helped Yu Sinian over and said, "Hey! It's just a little while ago. It's nothing serious, so don't worry about it, Senior Brother."

Indeed, apart from Yu Sinian who was poisoned again, looked pale and weak, everyone else seemed fine. But...

"Brother, if you still feel bad about it," Du Xingyu smiled and pushed Yu Sinian towards Shen Xiuyuan, shaking his hands and saying, "Then hold this guy, it's going to be a big deal!"

Shen Xiuyuan took the person over without hesitation and wanted to carry him on his back, but was hindered by the bag on Yu Sinian's chest.

Yu Sinian was not so weak that he needed someone to carry him. After all, he was a cultivator, so he would feel much better after a while. He waved his hand at Shen Xiuyuan, "Brother, don't worry about me. It's more important to hurry on."

A gentleman does not build a dangerous wall. They are not familiar with this swamp forest and do not know what dangers may come. Safety comes first, so it is better to leave as soon as possible.

Shen Xiuyuan also knew the importance of the matter. After confirming the direction and distance with Lin Fan, he led everyone to continue their journey.

Because the distance was not far and considering Yu Sinian's health, the speed was not fast this time.

The further we go, the brighter the light becomes, but the visibility becomes worse.

There was so much moisture in the air that it wet Lin Fan's eyelashes, and a white mist had already formed. Their speed slowed down again.

"Why is there such a thick fog all of a sudden?" Shen Xiuyuan was puzzled. "It's clearly the sun's highest now, the fog should have dispersed long ago."

"Is there something strange again?" Du Xingyu put his hands behind his head and followed closely behind Yu Sinian.

"That's right, it's in this direction." Lin Fan looked at the instructions on the handle, "It's about 700 to 800 meters away."

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and everyone seemed to be trapped in the fog. Lin Fan had to bring the handle close to his eyes to see clearly.

The people in front, behind, and around him could no longer be seen clearly. If Du Xingyu had not anticipated this and taken out a rope for everyone to catch, it would probably take some effort to find that person now.

In the white fog, Lin Fan looked at the navigation firmly and walked forward.

The sounds seemed to be lost in the white mist and disappeared from her ears once again, as if she was trapped in the formation again.

This time, she couldn't even hear her own footsteps.

The fog was getting heavier and heavier, and Lin Fan felt as if she was immersed in water. The water at the tip of her nose finally couldn't bear the gravity and dripped down. There was an inexplicable sense of oppression pouring down on her from all around.

She kept walking. Logically, she should have arrived long ago.

Lin Fan stopped, turned around and looked behind him.

"Senior Sister Mu? Senior Brother Shen..."

She called out loudly, but as expected, there was no response.

But what made her feel more threatened was the rope tied around her arm.

The rope had not moved since she stopped, maintaining a certain degree of slack and half-swinging in the white mist.

She remembered that it was Yu Sinian who followed her, and then Du Xingyu, Mu Jingjing, and Shen Xiuyuan. They followed her all the time, and even though the white fog covered them, she did not feel any resistance behind them.

But now, she stopped, and the people behind her who should have continued to move forward also stopped.

I pulled the rope, but there was no response from the other side, as if the other end of the rope was a dead object.

Lin Fan frowned, replaced the handle with a long sword, and walked back along the rope.

The distance between the two people was less than one meter, but no matter how Lin Fan walked, he could not reach the next person. The rope seemed to become infinitely long, but when he looked down, the rope in his hand was lost in the white mist, and the half-loose part was still hanging in the air...

This situation... Lin Fan has never encountered it before.

Did he accidentally enter the formation again?

The long sword swung out a string of small fireballs, evaporating the mist around it, and finally there was some space to see things.

But sometimes, it’s better not to see it.

In the receding mist, the crickets pupa, and in the surging, a...dead pale...baby crawled out? !

Lin Fan's hair stood on end on the spot.

Wow! Don’t tell me it’s a ghost wall!