After inquiring, the woodcutter told them that in the small village ahead, only the village chief's house had extra horses, and asked Guan Heng and others to go to the village chief to discuss buying horses. Moreover, the village chief was a hospitable person, and everyone could stay at his house for a night.

late, and then continue on the road.

After bidding farewell to the woodcutter, Guan Heng said to Pranghodli: Our luck seems to be good, the horse purchase and accommodation have been settled, let's continue moving forward.

When Guan Heng and his party arrived at the unknown village, it was already dusk, so they inquired about the route and quickly found the village chief's house, where they received a warm welcome.

However, during dinner, the village chief told them some bad news.

It may be a little difficult for you to go to Digong City. The old village chief said at the dinner table: Because the road there is now blocked by some strange plants.

Meilu asked with some confusion: What kind of strange plant?

Alas. The village chief sighed: It was a tall and weird cactus that blocked all the roads.

Everyone present looked surprised, and they all thought in unison: What kind of cactus can block all roads that humans can walk on?

Well, old gentleman. Guan Heng pondered for a moment and asked the village chief casually: What do those plants look like? Have you seen it with your own eyes?

Well, no one in the village has passed by there in the past few weeks, but I ran on the road there a few days ago and took a look. The village chief recalled: Those cacti are each thirty meters high. The strange thing is

, their appearance is not green, but grayish white

Hearing this, no one present had any reaction. Only Guan Heng and Pu Lang looked at each other and whispered a name: White Thorn.

The white thorn plant is one of the seven spiritual trees in the Elf Forest blessed by the goddess of nature. It has tenacious vitality and a high survival rate for artificial planting. Therefore, this plant is not known for being precious, but is said to be...

It is synonymous with death.

If only a small amount of white thorn survives, it is also a precious enchanting material in the elven forest. It can be used to make arrowheads for longbows. They are solid and durable, and their strength is not much weaker than steel.

In addition, white thorns are something that wind magicians like to use, and can be used to make various enchanting props related to wind magic.

However, the elves are very strict about the planting and supervision of this kind of white thorns, and they will never dare to let this kind of white thorns be planted in large quantities in places other than the elves. This is why the white thorns are called synonymous with death, because I don’t know when

Since then, this plant that was once blessed by the goddess of nature has been used by some thoughtful people to do evil.

Hundreds of years ago, some magicians invented a method that could induce the growth of white thorns, allowing the plant to spread indefinitely and cover large areas of land. Greedy people used this method to harvest white thorns and make huge profits.

However, doing so will have extremely serious consequences. The more white thorns spawned by magic appear in places, the water sources there will quickly dry up and there will be a lot of desertification in the area.

When people became aware of these things, one-fifth of the Ashton continent had turned into desert. This disaster directly caused countless civilians to lose their homes and land, and people continued to fall and die. This disaster,

In later historical records, it was called the White Disaster.

If it is really white thorn, it will be difficult to deal with. These things will dry up the water source and cause the land to lose its vitality. Pu Lang whispered to Guan Heng: It's strange, plants like this rarely appear in the Elf Forest.

I don’t know why it appeared in this remote place outside the country, and it was also near the capital of Kauru.

At this time, Guan Henggang explained the white thorn to Haidemelu and Hodley. He turned to Hodley and said: Isn't there a way to curb the crazy growth of the white thorn? Haven't you heard of it?

I know. Pu Lang replied: Just use large area fire magic to completely burn these white thorns, because after they come into contact with the magic flame, they will wither from the roots. This is how people in the past dealt with it.

That's right. Guan Heng pointed to his nose and said with a relaxed smile: Melu and I both use fire magic. I believe those white thorns can't block our way.

That's it. Just when Fuxing Brother Meilu said this, she saw Guan Heng glare at her, so she hurriedly changed her words and said: Guan Heng is right, my Fire Wave Technique is indeed a large area of ​​flame magic. It can deal with these white thorns.

should be no problem.

The old village chief who was making tea and pouring water for everyone heard this and said happily: This is great. To be honest, these strange and huge plants are giving us a headache.

Our place is originally located in a remote place, and there are many daily necessities that require everyone to go far away to buy them, or wait until merchants come into the village to sell them. The village chief continued: But after the road was blocked by huge plants, everyone had to go far away to get there.

After leaving the village, if a few people can help get rid of the plants, that would be really thankful.

This is good, it not only helps us clear the obstacles to progress, but also does a good thing. Guan Heng smiled and said to Meilu: Everyone is happy.

After dinner, everyone was silent all night. In the early morning of the next day, Guan Heng and everyone, led by the village chief, came to the avenue covered with huge plants.

Looking up, Guan Heng hugged his shoulders and looked at it for a long time, and then said to Pu Lang: I have never seen the real thing, but these things are exactly the same as the white thorns recorded in the book. What do you think?

I think it is indeed a white thorn. At this time, Pu Lang was squatting next to a plant, checking it carefully and saying: The gray-white appearance features are very similar, and the ground here has no moisture at all, and there are large cracks.

It must be in a dry state.

Hoadley, who was next to Qiang, looked a little irritable. He reached out and drew out his sword hurriedly, and slashed it on the gray-white plant. As a result, only a shallow white mark appeared on the plant where the sword was.

The thorns were so hard that Hoadley exclaimed: This thing is much harder than a stone.

Let me give it a try. Meilu said as she took out her short-handled staff and gathered the fire elements with a snap. A fireball quickly formed and was then thrown into the thorns.

The place where the fireball exploded suddenly fell into pieces, and several white thorns were instantly burned and crackled, but the flames quickly extinguished themselves.
Chapter completed!