Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Cultivating While Raising a Child

Chapter 209 Chapter 211

Ning Qingyun is very familiar with this kind of situation. When he first entered the secret realm, he was infused with spiritual energy. Although it looked critical, it was easy to deal with, as long as he sorted out the riotous spiritual energy.

Under Ning Qingyun's spiritual guidance, Wang Yang's breathing and heartbeat gradually stabilized again. When Ning Qingyun was about to stop, the upper and lower eyelids of Wang Yang who had been in a coma trembled a few times, and slowly opened Eye.

He propped himself on the ground with one hand, covered his heart with the other, and spit out another large mouthful of dirty blood with a "wow" from his throat.

"Wang Yang, how do you feel?" Yang Ping squatted in front of Wang Yang and asked cautiously.

"I'm fine, don't worry, boss, thank you for saving your life." Wang Yang showed a weak smile on his face, and turned his head to Ning Qingyun with a slight bow to thank him.

"It's good that it's okay, we're all on our own, so there's no need to thank you." Ning Qingyun stopped his work and adjusted his breath after finishing speaking.

Although he didn't suffer any injuries, the feeling of emptiness in the meridians in his body was not pleasant.

After Ning Qingyun adjusted his breath, he tied several trees into a row to make a raft, told Tian Zhen to take care of Wang Yang and Yang Ping who were still weak, and dragged the raft towards the center of the quagmire. The next time he came to investigate the territory of the Hydra, combined with the map in his hand, he had a rough guess about the location of the underground palace.

Of course, Ning Qingyun's condition is not very good at the moment, so he shouldn't take risks. It's not that he wants to explore the underground palace, but he has something in mind and wants to visit the central area.

Besides, the hydra was obviously even more uncomfortable, and it didn't even withdraw from the quagmire in the central area, obviously wanting to use this quagmire to stop their pursuit.

Ning Qingyun told Tian Zhen and the others to check the situation and they would be back soon, so they had to wait a bit.

When he came here for the first time, he found a group of stone statues deep in the central area. There was a withered vine in the center of the group of stone statues, and a bunch of fruits grew on the withered vine. This bunch of fruits was what Ning Qingyun was thinking about.

The skin of the fruit is withered pale yellow, which looks rough and blunt. When Ning Qingyun saw this withered vine, he thought of the plants that Rong Xianxian planted on the balcony. Taking care of those plants, planting, fertilizing, watering, removing insects, tidying up in an orderly manner, I am very busy.

Many of those plants are actually not very beautiful. It can even be said that some plants are very strange. Some have no leaves. Water droplets can blind people.

Xianxian didn't allow him and the children to get close to these plants. He just saw these plants while watching her from across the balcony. Most of them he didn't know. There are heavy and dense cherry tomatoes and a vigorous green pine bonsai. This secret place is full of aura, and there are exotic flowers and plants everywhere. This dead vine grows in the center of the Hydra territory. Although He doesn't know what this thing is, but he can be sure that this is definitely not an ordinary miscellaneous tree. Xianxian likes those weird plants. I don't know if Xianxian likes this plant?

The withered vine looked lifeless, and those Yanbaba fruits seemed to be the seeds left by the withered vine, and trees could grow from seeds.

He wanted to take the fruit away at that time, but the cunning snake seemed to have discovered him a long time ago. It lay in ambush underground, and suddenly appeared, turning this area into a quagmire. That was really a fierce battle, Ning Qingyun He was seriously injured and almost died in the quagmire. Fortunately, someone broke into the hydra's territory at the critical moment and distracted its energy. Only then did he find a chance to escape.

Now that the hydra was seriously injured, it didn't know where it was hiding. Ning Qingyun couldn't help but came to this group of stone statues again. The withered vine was still standing there listlessly, and there was no shortage of fruits on it. It doesn't take much time to pick a fruit and leave.

In the area close to the stone statues, the mud was very thin, and the raft was almost completely sunk in the mud. Ning Qingyun threw a rope and put it on the stone statue, and pulled it hard. It seemed quite stable. Ning Qingyun visually inspected the stone statue. The distribution and the position of the withered vines, holding the rope with one hand, performing light-weight exercises, leaping into the range of the stone statues, and feeling a sense of sinking as soon as one foot landed, Ning Qingyun quickly pulled the rope , and the other foot stepped on the instep of the stone statue.

There is obviously a layer of rock below, not mud, so how could it sink?
Why didn't those stone statues sink? There must be something strange in this area. Ning Qingyun was confused, and couldn't help raising a little vigilance in his heart.

Fortunately, he had imagined in advance that if there were any mechanism in the group of stone statues, he didn't dare to step on it. The moment just now was just a tentative footing. Ning Qingyun hung himself on this stone statue and threw the rope to another stone statue. Little by little, he jumped onto the stone statue closest to the withered vine. Seeing that even if he reached the closest place to the withered vine, there was still an insurmountable distance. How could he get those fruits?
Ning Qingyun can tie a knife to a rope and throw it over, chop off the withered vines and run away. This is undoubtedly the fastest way, but the vines are all withered. What if the fruit shakes off?
The rock here is so strange, if the fruit sinks into the rock layer, wouldn't it be more troublesome.

But the withered vine was slender and curved, and he couldn't stand on it, so it didn't seem like a problem to do it like this.

Ning Qingyun searched for himself, and found that the wishful wheel was big enough, so he threw the wishful wheel over first, and connected it under the withered vine, and threw the rope tied with the knife with the other hand with a "huh", only Hearing the sound of "铛", the knife flew out backwards. Ning Qingyun pulled it back and saw that the sharp blade was twisted like a twist. There was no need to repair it. The knife was useless.

Ning Qingyun has a black thread, what, what is this, it looks like a dead tree branch!How could all his knives have collapsed?
Under such a violent impact, the fruit was firmly hung on the withered vine, seemingly unmoved. Ning Qingyun pulled the chain of the wishful wheel, and the wishful wheel that was laid flat and ready to be used as a blanket tilted instantly, and the edge of the ring The serrated sharp blade at the center cuts across the roots of the withered vines.

With a sound of "dang lang", a burst of sparks flashed, and the withered vine seemed to shake slightly, leaving no trace of the place where the wishful wheel cut.

Ning Qingyun suddenly felt uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

(End of this chapter)