Every plant is tangled on plants that are stronger than themselves and taller than themselves, fighting for sunshine. Without sunshine, it means no photosynthesis, which means decay and death.

Plants that were not otherwise tangled elsewhere have learned this art here so that they can break free from the shadows. Therefore, even some brown stream trees have surrounded the cedar trees and tried their best to reach their tops.

Here, Master Wen Da Tian can clearly feel life, the deformed prosperity, and the struggle.

Since he went deep into the rainforest, he has adapted to this land more easily than he imagined. This is not because of his powerful power, but an indescribable intimacy. It is like a fish returning to the sea.

Just as Wen Fei thought at the beginning, the vitality in this rainforest was too strong, so strong that it was almost flooded.

The vitality in the entire land seems to have to be fought for and then break out of the ground from the booming land, so that the latter can grow desperately, and grow to the highest level so that they can have the opportunity to accept the sunshine.

Master Wen suddenly understood the civilizations in the rainforest overnight, whether it was Maya or Olmek, and had some profound understanding.

In this land, vitality is too overflowing and intense. In the Taoist sect that emphasizes balance, it does not mean that it is a good thing.

In such places, the species are too abundant and life is too strong, so that it becomes extremely easy to obtain food.

Almost any tropical place in the world can not give birth to a powerful country. People in almost any tropical place are representative of being lazy in the eyes of the Chinese.

Whether it is from Africa, America, Southeast Asia, or even next door to us.

Think about it, in the past tens of millions of years, people who don’t have to work like this. Just go out for a walk and find enough food. How can people be creative?

However, since there is no material pursuit, it will turn more and more to spiritual pursuit. Therefore, in ancient India, there were so many so-called thinkers who constantly studied those metaphysical things. Various thoughts and theories emerged one after another, which was dazzling.

The civilization originally in this jungle is somewhat different from that in India. Although it also pursues metaphysical things, it has developed into a civilization that regards gods as a complete sustenance, a civilization centered on god sacrifices.

This is why we fall into the vicious circle of blood sacrifice, constantly reincarnation and continuous struggle. Just as China has not walked out of the vicious circle of control and chaos for two thousand years, American civilization has never walked out of their own vicious circle.

Master Wen Da even suspected that the blood sacrifice of these civilizations in the Americas is a kind of balance of nature. Just like the lemmings in Australia, when biological populations are too flooded, it will automatically jump into the sea to commit suicide when ecological imbalance is caused.

The reason why they were able to carry a kayak through the rainforest so easily was just because, here, Master Wen suddenly seemed to have mastered the ability to communicate with plants.

After entering the rainforest, Master Wen Da found that his consciousness seemed to be able to be connected with the surrounding plants and land. He could easily command these surrounding plants.

Perhaps it is not very accurate to say this, it is not that he can communicate with the plants around him. But everything around him, not only plants, but also rivers and land, has come alive. He is telling Master Wen about something.

So when they carried the boat through the dense bushes and vines, they would find that these things were automatically given up before they could wield their machetes and cut out a road.

With such a magical scene, the captain and chef had a deeper respect for Master Wen Da. The great wizard who could command plants was a legendary figure even in this vast rain forest.

It will even only appear in the ancient songs sung in some tribes. All the characters in the songs are great heroes or gods.

And these are even more novel experiences for Master Wen Da himself. It seems that the entire rain forest has come alive and becomes a huge life to communicate with him.

This kind of communication is still very vague, but it has already made Master Wen vaguely understand that the reason for this situation must be the reason for David's purple crystal skull.

Perhaps, that thing originally came from the rain forest.

When they turned into a shallow clear river flowing on the sand, the scenery became extremely beautiful.

The dense trees intertwine above the head, through this green passage under the golden sunlight, a beautiful green river flows, as clear as crystals.

It is hard to imagine that in this rainforest where life is rich and abundant, there is such a peaceful and peaceful place in the rainforest where tall trees and shrubs and vines grow wildly.

"What a strong spiritual energy," Wen Fei was secretly surprised when he stepped into the place.

"It's here, Mr. Wen." said the chef.

Wen Fei nodded, he could guess it without saying anything.

Here, Master Wen Datian saw many wild beasts, but they were not afraid of people at all.

The little black monkey, with snow-white teeth, howled as the group walked by. The black tapir stared at Wen Datianshi and the others from the bushes for a long time, and then walked through the forest.

Another time, a huge jaguar appeared on the river bank, with green eyes looking at us. The birds gathered together in small groups, blue, red, and white, staying on the stumps on the shore. The crystal-like river water swam with fish of various shapes and colors.

These animals are not afraid of seeing people. It is obvious that they have never seen humans before.

"This was used to be a forbidden area for a cannibal tribe, and no one was allowed to come in at all. Anyone who approached this forbidden area would be regarded as someone who disturbed the sleep of his ancestors. Then they would be cooked and dismembered and eaten by them." The captain said coldly.

Quinn sneered: "Is there such a primitive tribe still there now? I thought it was all extinct."

"Yes, it has become extinct. During the rainy season a year ago, the people of this tribe didn't know what strange disease they had been infected, and they all died overnight. Otherwise, we wouldn't dare to travel here!"

The chef smiled and said, "Who knows what they ate randomly in these savage tribes? They are isolated from the world. Maybe a flu coming from outside can make them die!"

Although this chef has Indian blood, he obviously has no sense of Indian self-consciousness anymore. Just like those bananas.

Furthermore, the barbarian tribes that still maintain this custom of cannibalism are all aliens even among the Indians.

"Someone!" Wen Fei said lightly, looking at the chef: "It's an indigenous!"

The chef's face changed drastically and he said, "How is it possible? When we came last time, it was obviously..."

Before he could finish his words, his face changed. Everyone heard strange and rhythmic sounds appear and fall.

The chef and the captain became motionless, as if they had turned into bronze statues, listening to the drums, their faces were filled with horror.

"What is it?" Wen Fei asked.

"Drum," said Lord Quinn, indifferent, "war drum. I've heard it before." He raised the gun in his hand.

"Yes, sir, war drums," said the chef in fear. "And it was the Indian savages who looked at us every step. If they could, they would kill us."

Wen Fei nodded: "So that's it, but I look more like a monkey!"

He could already see that a human-like face was revealed in the dense branches and leaves of a big tree dozens of meters away.

It is long, white, with a flat nose, a jaw stretched out, and a beard on its chin. The eyes under its thick eyebrows are ferocious, and when it opens its mouth, you can even see two curved rows of sharp teeth inside.

In an instant, Wen Fei could even see hatred and malice from his eyes. Then there was a look of fear, which penetrated into the green leaves. When he turned around, he revealed a furry, pink body like pigskin, and soon disappeared.

But the drums were still ringing. It was obvious that the one who beat the drum would definitely not be a monkey, and it was such a rhythmic war drum.

"It's them, this cannibal. I've always heard that they can tame monkeys..." The captain's crazy screaming had not yet fallen.

"Ah..." With a scream, a figure fell from the air, his back fell to the ground, and fell to the ground.

It was not the monkey that landed on the ground, but a savage whose lower body was wrapped in the skin. This poor guy quietly climbed onto the big tree above their heads, not knowing what he was going to do.

But he was discovered by Master Wen. As a result, the guy was dizzy and fell off a tree more than ten meters high, and fell to faint.

More than a dozen guns were quickly pointed at this guy. He approached silently, making the bodyguards feel that they had lost face in front of the True God. They honestly went up and punched and kicked him, binding him up.

This native roared a few words, but unfortunately he didn't even understand this chef. In the rain forest, countless Indian tribes lived in, many of them were isolated from the world and did not communicate with each other. The language was very different.

The chef stammered: "Perhaps they are threatening us...to kill us all."

"Don't show mercy, as long as they get close, they will kill you!" Master Wen's Heavenly Master was killed in the time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty. He died directly or indirectly under his Heavenly Master, and no one million will be missing. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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