He Has a Dragon

Faced with Qu Jinghong's emotions, Wang Le couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "It's my master who made great efforts! But I didn't get one."

"It can only be said that there are times in life, and there is no time to force it! Hopefully, my luck will be better next time!"

Just when Wang Lexin was thinking, Qu Jinghong suddenly asked, "Brother Wang, are we still in a fantasy?"

Wang Le suddenly rolled his eyes and replied angrily: "Girl Qu, you have even received the best-quality medicine tripod, is it here or a fantasy?"

"Uh!" Qu Jinghong smiled a little awkwardly, then justified herself: "The girl just confirms it, I'm afraid it's a dream."

"After all, it's fantastic to encounter such good things as soon as we come in."

Wang Le didn't make up for the horror again, from the side of the Taoist deities enshrined in the test to chase the wealth disappeared on the back.

Seeing Wang Le's constipation, Qu Jinghong snorted proudly, and chased after him.

When Qu Jinghong bypassed the idol and saw Wang Le, he saw that the other party was following Wangcai and hurried toward a side door not far away.

"Wait for me!"

Qu Jinghong, who didn't want to drop a single, shouted quickly, and followed up to catch up.

When the two followed Wangcai's exit from the palace dedicated to the idols through the side entrance, they entered a square that was much smaller than the front and had about half the area of ​​a football field.

Except for the palace pavilions around the square, in the middle of the square, there is an ancient tree full of time.

I saw that although this ancient tree is very strong, at least four big men need to join hands to embrace it, but it is not as tall as imagined, it is shorter than the nearby palaces, not more than ten meters.

Among the branches and leaves, purple-red humanoid fruits hung on it, and when you looked at it, it was coveted.

When Wang Le saw an adult palm-sized fuchsia human-shaped fruit on the tree, the first thing in his mind was the ginseng fruit in the Westward Expansion of Wanshou Mountain.

This makes Wang Le have to be amazed that there are so many worlds in the world, that they thought they were things in myths.

It turned out that he was hit by Wang Le today. It was amazing.

Of course, the purple-red humanoid fruit hanging on the tree in front of me is different from the ginseng fruit in Journey to the West, and is not comparable.

Although Wang Le hadn't seen the fuchsia humanoid fruit before, and knew nothing about it, his instinct told himself that it was probably a good thing.

Thinking of this, Wang Le moved in his heart and looked back at Qu Jinghong, asking, "What kind of tree is this? There is such a humanoid fruit on it."

At this time, I saw Qu Jinghong already stiffly standing in place, and the eyes looking at this ancient tree were full of suspicion and incredible.

"This ... this is the holy tree of Guoshou!"

Qu Jinghong couldn't hide her excitement, her voice trembling with a deep voice, and her beautiful fair face flew up with two exciting red halos, like a ripe peach!

This time without waiting for Wang Le to follow up carefully, he saw Qu Jinghong taking a deep breath of excitement in his heart, and then actively explained to him: "The most important thing in the fruit tree is the fruit."

"It takes a thousand years to blossom, a thousand years to bear fruit, another thousand years to mature, and it will start again and again."

Wang Le heard his eyes narrowed and said secretly: "The ginseng fruit trees in Wuzhuangguan are blooming once every three thousand years, and once every three thousand years, they will mature in three thousand years."

"And it takes only a thousand years for the fruit sage holy tree to bloom and mature. I wonder how effective this is?"

If you remember correctly, one ginseng fruit in Wuzhuangguan can live for 40,000 years, and even if you smell it, you can live for 360 years.

Thinking of this, Wang Le couldn't help asking: "What is the effect of taking this purple baby fruit? Does it increase Xiuwei or prolong life?"

Qu Jinghong replied without hesitation: "Not only can it prolong the life of our monks, but it can also cure the dark wounds left in the body by perennial practice or fighting around."

Wang Le nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "How much longer can I take a purple baby fruit?"

Qu Jinghong looked up at the purple baby fruits on the fruit Shousheng tree, and then replied: "The fruit on this tree has become a fully ripe purple-red, regardless of the height, you can take a purple baby fruit. When you can extend your life for two hundred years! "

"Two hundred years?" There was a hint of disappointment in the depths of Wang Le's eyes, which was far worse than the ginseng fruit of Wuzhuangguan.

However, after thinking about it, I think it is very reasonable. After all, the ginseng fruit tree in Wuzhuangguan is the story in the biography, and it will inevitably exaggerate from reality.

Turning his heart around, Wang Le couldn't help but say, "It's really important for my monks who want to live on the road for more than two hundred years."

"Especially for those monks who are close to Shouyuan and are still trapped in the bottleneck, as long as they can get the purple baby fruit, I believe they will be willing to pay the greatest price!"

Having said that, Wang Le looked at the fruit on the tree with a fierce look, and continued with a smile: "There are also fifty or sixty purple baby fruits here. Even if you and I divide them equally, taking them will extend our life. Thousands of years! "

At this time, Qu Jinghong shook his head and said, "Eating a purple baby fruit is enough, because no matter how much you eat, it will only increase the longevity of two hundred years."

"amount!"

Qu Jinghong's words were like a pot of cold water pouring from head to toe, and Wang Le was suddenly cold.

"Dare to love is that the little man is too naive and thinks too good." Wang Le said with a little speechless self-deprecating.

Qu Jinghong smiled, and then turned again: "Although we can't take so many pills, we can trade the extra purple baby fruit with those monks who need it. I believe it will be full by then. The bowl is full, and countless harvests! "

Wang Le nodded, and then laughed: "Everyone wants to live two hundred more years! This purple baby fruit is a priceless treasure!"

Next, Wang Le carefully counted the purple baby fruits on the tree, a total of 65.

Qu Jinghong was very self-aware and did not ask to share these purple baby fruits with Wang Le ~ www.readwn.com ~ After all, the gap between the strengths of the two sides is here, not to mention Wang Lezhao flicked Qu Jinghong along the way.

In the end, Qu Jinghong only had twenty-five purple baby fruits, and the remaining forty belonged to Wang Le.

And Wang Le also nodded from the kindness.

Immediately afterwards, Qu Jinghong came directly under the tree to cast mana and wield sharp sharp blades, picking those purple baby fruits in the void.

When Wang Le saw this, he could not help secretly muttering, "It turned out to be so simple. I thought what specific picking tools were needed!"

Next, Wang Le learned everything, and picked the purple baby fruits on the fruit tree, and then collected them one by one in his eye space.

ps: Due to the advent of the river crab beast, many chapters have been blocked, resulting in chaos. Please forgive me.

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