After walking for two or three hours, ye Ziheng finally came to the place where the forest was said in the mouth of the snake king. He stood at the periphery of the forest and looked at all this, with a faint smile on his face.

However, ye Ziheng didn't rush in. He looked around for a while, and finally found a stone. He went to the side and put the sword bag on his back on the stone and put it on the ground, while he sat on the stone.

He reached into his inner pocket and carefully took the letter out.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly opened the letter.

"From the top of Bailin peak, he Xiaan lives in my hand."

The letter is very short, only 19 words, but for ye Ziheng, it has been written in detail.

He didn't know who the writer was or what kind of place Bai Linfeng was, but the other party knew he Xiaan's name and left this letter for him. It was the name of the person who wanted him to pass by. The most important thing was that the man asked ye Ziheng to reach the immortal martial realm for his cultivation. But why?

Ye Ziheng has just come to this world. It seems that he has not provoked anyone. No matter he is an old friend or an enemy, he is also a king of the snake.

If the guy who left this letter is a bandit or something, he should ask for money or resources. Then he can write a number directly. Why should he cultivate himself to reach Xianwu?

The more ye Ziheng thinks about it, the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks about it.

But the problem is that he has no idea who the other side is and what the other side's purpose is. He has made himself completely passive, which makes ye Ziheng very uncomfortable.

After thinking for a while, ye Ziheng shook his head helplessly and packed the letter back into his pocket.

Now the best way is to find a place with a large number of people and ask them what the place is and who lives on it. Only when he knows the specific situation of the enemy can he make a specific guess for the next step.

Ye Ziheng picked up his sword bag and walked into the forest.

Not long after entering the forest, ye Ziheng sensed countless monsters and turned his eyes to his own head to see the fierce light and wait for the opportunity.

They all seem to be waiting for the first monster to attack ye Ziheng to see whether ye Ziheng's strength will become their food in the air or the beast they will hide from.

Ye Ziheng is not worried about their peeping, because in their perception, he can know at least one thing. Among these monsters, none of their accomplishments have reached the true martial realm, and the highest one is only the Ninth Heaven, not even the tenth heaven.

Of course, he doesn't know whether the accomplishments of the monsters are the same as that of the equal rank division, but if their strength is considered as the strength of the adult class, ye Ziheng thinks his judgment just now is similar.

Because no monsters are willing to be the first one near ye Ziheng, they have to carefully follow ye Ziheng and walk with ye Ziheng, and the number is still increasing.

To be honest, ye Ziheng still hopes to have a blundering green demon beast to attack him all the time. In this way, he can beat the first one in front of all the monsters, and then brutally hurt him. In this way, these monsters will know that their strength is not as strong as themselves, and then quietly disperse.

Otherwise, they would gather all the time. If they attracted the attention of the monsters in Zhenwu, ye Ziheng's life would not be easy.