Chapter 776 The Lost Soul Fruit and the Mother Tree
The secret realm of Pagoda was opened, and all the forces of good and evil, including some strong casual cultivators, and all the monks who had obtained the tokens entered it one after another.
However, as soon as I entered, I encountered various problems.
Even though everyone came well-prepared and their own strength was not low, they still began to suffer injuries one after another, and there were some who were extremely unlucky. As soon as Fang entered, he encountered a dark vortex and disappeared.
This was the case for Mo Juren and Kun Wuji, but their luck was slightly better. They just encountered the bright vortex and were randomly teleported to other areas of the secret realm.
However, the strange thing is that the two of them clearly encountered the same space vortex, but they were not teleported to the same place.
This is really strange and a little unreasonable.
After Mo Juren came back to his senses, he immediately looked for it, but unfortunately he didn't find anything.
Although he was a little helpless, he had to accept the reality and could only walk alone for the time being.
He didn't worry too much about this. Instead, he quickly changed his mentality and began to carefully investigate around.
At this time, he was in a dense forest. What was strange was that it turned out to be a fruit forest, with no less than a thousand unknown fruit trees scattered within a radius of more than ten miles.
Each one is full of fruits, full of fist-sized, red and yellow mysterious spiritual fruits. There are also bursts of refreshing fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose, which greatly increases the appetite.
Mo Juren looked at it carefully for a while, but had no intention of stepping forward to pick it off. Instead, he turned his palm and took out the jade slip that Kun Wuji had given him before.
After some inspection, he couldn't help but look startled, and something strange flashed across his eyes.
"Life-eating forest, soul-lost fruit!" Putting away the jade slip, Mo Juren couldn't help but mutter to himself. Unexpectedly, he was teleported to the northernmost point of the secret realm by the space vortex, which is one of the famous chance treasures here.
The monks who enter the secret realm will choose to enter this place and pick part of the 'Lost Soul Fruit' if they have the opportunity.
Firstly, it can be eaten in small amounts, and secondly, this fruit is the main ingredient in refining a certain top-level elixir, the 'Lost Soul Pill', and can be sold outside for a lot of spiritual stones.
The so-called Lost Soul Pill is naturally not a magical elixir that can enhance strength. As the name suggests, it is essentially a kind of ecstasy.
Of course, the ordinary Lost Soul Pill is very weak and not very effective, but if the fruit is more than a thousand years old, there will be a qualitative change immediately.
The Lost Soul Pill refined by then will not be able to withstand even the great demon in the transformation stage.
The Millennium Lost Soul Fruit is extremely valuable. Unfortunately, the secret realm of Pagoda is opened every five hundred years. Almost every time, people come to visit this forest. During this period, there are even indigenous creatures living in the secret realm who come to pick and eat it. If you want more than a thousand years,
It's too difficult.
Mo Juren has carefully observed that most of the ones around him are only more than a hundred years old, and not many are more than two hundred years old.
Under the many fruit trees, there are corpses of ape-like monster beasts. Some are still intact, while others have long become a pile of bones. Each corpse is covered with some kind of vine-like roots.
Must be tied up.
This is the origin of the name ‘Life-eating Forest’. In fact, it is not the original name of the fruit tree, but just another name given to it by human monks.
The reason for this is that the Lost Soul Fruit not only has a wonderful aroma, but also tastes sweet and delicious. It is an absolute top-notch delicacy.
However, this fruit has the effect of paralyzing the soul. Once low-level monks or monsters eat too much, they will fall asleep without knowing it, and they will sleep for months or even years.
At this time, the Lost Soul Fruit Tree will "act". It is born with a special "organ", a root system with extremely strong sucking ability, which will instinctively break out of the ground and bind and entangle the body of the living being, and then it will
It penetrates every hole and eventually swallows it up.
Mo Juren has developed a strong interest in this fruit, not for the purpose of making elixirs. The key is that it tastes extremely delicious and has no side effects if used in small amounts.
He carefully explored it again for a moment, and then walked in a certain direction. Soon he reached a certain location, and in front of his sight was a giant tree with a height of tens of feet.
Among the entire fruit forest, the tree in front of you is the tallest. Not only does it reach dozens of feet in height, but the crown at the top is also huge, giving people the feeling of blocking out the sky and the sun.
In the area near the big tree, the number of monster corpses is far greater than in other places. It is obvious that there are more monsters visiting here.
"Mother tree?" Mo Juren simply observed it for a while and suddenly realized why it grew so tall. This tree was obviously the mother tree of the entire fruit forest.
Compared with other fruit trees, the crown at the top of the mother tree only has dense branches and leaves, and not a single fruit remains.
Mo Juren couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but he could also understand that the fruits produced on this tree must be of the highest quality, and neither the monks who came in nor the monsters would be able to let them go.
Withdrawing his gaze, he immediately looked at other fruit trees nearby. There were not many spiritual fruits on them, but there were still some, and the quality was obviously much better than those on the periphery.
He didn't hesitate, and immediately took out an empty storage bag, and then used his spiritual power to continuously pick the fruits and put them into it.
After a rough calculation, the number is several hundred, and each one is about three hundred years old. It is considered to be some of the best quality in the forest.
He had a guess in his mind that he should be the first to come here, otherwise he might have been beaten by someone else.
After putting away the storage bag, he planned to leave immediately and rush to the destination to meet Kun Wuji earlier. This place was located at the northernmost point of the secret realm, not far from the target location.
The moment he turned around, he suddenly noticed something was wrong and stopped instantly.
Turning his head to look at the mother tree again, his brows couldn't help but frown slightly. If his perception was correct, he seemed to have been peeked at by a vague gaze just now.
Hallucination?
Mo Juren shook his head secretly. He was very confident in his spiritual consciousness. It was definitely not an illusion, there must be something.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But what exactly is it? At this moment, I looked at it again, but found nothing.
Naturally, he couldn't give up just like that, so he simply used his spiritual consciousness to the extreme, his eyes flashed with blue light, and he searched further on the mother tree.
In just a moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he quickly waved his arm, and a half-moon-shaped light blade shot out instantly, slashing directly at the root of the mother tree.
"Bang..." Unexpectedly, the light blade struck the trunk of the mother tree, but did not cut it off. It only made a cut about a foot long on the surface, and red blood spread out.
You must know that although the light blade that Mo Juren just cut was just condensed spiritual power, its power was not bad at all. It only broke through a layer of bark. It can be seen that the strength of the trunk of the mother tree is no less than an ordinary magic weapon.
"What a good thing!" Mo Juren's eyes suddenly lit up. Before he could take action again, a strange change emerged, and the huge trunk of the mother tree and the crown that covered the sky and sun began to tremble.
At the same time, on the surrounding ground, blood-red strands with dense golden spiritual patterns on the surface broke out of the ground one after another with countless sharp and spiked roots, entangling towards him like a dragnet.
"Sure enough, he has become a spirit!" Facing the overwhelming attacks from all around, Mo Juren, instead of being afraid, laughed.
The more powerful the opponent is, the more valuable it proves. Seeing those dense roots approaching, he immediately snorted, and ice-blue flames filled the air instantly.
All the roots approaching were frozen into ice sculptures when encountering dry blue ice flames, as if they had encountered a nemesis, and were later reduced to ashes in the blazing blue flames.
The mother tree was obviously unwilling to give in. Under its control, more bloody roots burst out of the surrounding ground again, and the number was several times more than the previous one.
These roots are not only numerous in number, but also larger in diameter. They are obviously the more important root system.
Unfortunately, facing the dry blue ice flames, it still makes no sense.
The dry blue ice flame turned directly into a blue fire dragon, constantly rotating around Mo Juren's body. No matter how close the dense roots came, they could not break through at all.
In just a moment, all the roots of the mother tree that broke out of the ground were completely destroyed. The damage to the tree itself is self-evident.
Apparently irritated, the mother tree trembled more and more intensely, and bursts of piercing screams suddenly erupted from the trunk.
At the same time, the entire fruit forest within a radius of more than ten miles began to undergo changes, with the mother tree as the center beginning to wither in patches, and spreading in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Interesting!" Looking at the withering fruit trees in all directions and the increasingly majestic mother tree in the center, Mo Juren probably guessed something, but did not stop him. Instead, he allowed the other party to do what he did.
In about a moment, the entire fruit forest was completely destroyed, and all the essence was plundered by the central mother tree.
At this time, the mother tree had also undergone earth-shaking changes, both in thickness and height. It had grown significantly, and a dazzling spiritual light burst out from the huge crown.
Suddenly, a green light flashed in the middle of the trunk of the mother tree, and two green pupils suddenly opened, their eyes strange and cold, staring at Mo Juren.
"Human monk, you deserve to die!" A thunderous scolding sounded, and men and women could not be distinguished. A torrential blood mist filled the entire body of the mother tree, and in an instant, the nearby void was completely enveloped.
"Interesting!" Mo Juren narrowed his eyes slightly. The blood mist was extremely weird and could actually corrode mental power. If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul monk, if he accidentally let it invade the sea of consciousness, he might really suffer a big loss.
However, to him, this thing didn't pose any threat at all, especially such a large-scale attack. The power was too scattered, and even the protective divine light around him couldn't break through.
But at this moment, an unknown attack suddenly shot out from the blood mist, directly attacking the back of the heart. Not only that, but there was also an unknown attack that appeared in front and went straight to the center of the eyebrows.
But Mo Juren didn't panic at all. He dodged sideways and at the same time used both hands to grab the two things that were coming at him like lightning.
He smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, and then he exerted force suddenly, only to hear two loud clicks at the same time, which was clearly the sound of something breaking.
"Roar, how is that possible!" The mother tree has great confidence in the strength and toughness of its trunk. She thought it was a sure-fire sneak attack, but the result was completely different from what she expected.
It was as if the attacker was not a weak human monk at all, but an iron wall.
"You stupid idiot, are you stupid!" Mo Juren sneered, but without hesitation, he waved his sleeves and robe, and a strong wind suddenly rose, blowing away the blood mist.
At the same time, a flash of Dawson's white sword appeared one after another, which was his own flying sword.
As soon as Fang appeared, they merged directly into one body and turned into a giant sword, slashing towards the roots of the mother tree.
This is not the spiritual light blade just now. The Ice Soul Xuanjing Sword is far sharper, and it also carries a terrifying cold air. Now the eight flying swords are combined into one, and the power is even more amazing, even if it is the trunk of the mother tree.
It's as hard as iron, but it still can't bear it.
With just one blow, it was cut into a third, and scarlet blood flowed out.
Mo Juren showed a hint of surprise again. The hardness and toughness of this tree trunk were really extraordinary. Even his flying swords could not break it with one blow.
It is indeed a good material. I don't know what the monks who entered the secret realm thought before. They were just paying attention to the Lost Soul Fruit, but no one had any idea about the mother tree itself.
"Senior, have mercy on me!" At this moment, the mother tree completely recognized the reality. It was not that she was not strong enough, but that the gap between her and the human monks in front of her was too great. No matter what she did, it would be useless.
As a last resort, she could only ask for mercy. Unfortunately, Mo Juren ignored her at all and controlled the combined flying sword to strike twice in succession.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Suddenly, the huge trunk of the mother tree, which was dozens of feet high, could no longer hold on and fell directly to one side.
Mo Juren stepped forward and looked at it for a while, then controlled the flying sword again and began to prune it simply, removing the useless branches and leaves, leaving only the huge trunk.
Immediately afterwards, he directly put it into the Ten Thousand Soul Gourd.
After cleaning up everything, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he turned to look at the tree stump above the ground. To be precise, it should be below the tree stump, buried deep in the ground.
Although he has cut down the giant tree, he has not killed the mother tree. Its real core is not in the branches, but in the roots below the ground.
He had noticed it before, and became even more convinced after cutting off the tree trunk. Even if the other party was pretending to be dead at this time, he could not hide it from his perception.
To cut down weeds, we must remove the roots, and cutting down trees is no exception.
What's particularly critical is that a mother tree that has long since become a demon, how can its real value be just a piece of material?
With a thought in his mind, the dry blue ice dragon that was originally hovering in the air suddenly turned over and rushed directly towards the huge tree stump below at high speed.
In this way, the mother tree could no longer hold on. It had already experienced the terror of the blue ice flame before, so naturally it did not dare to let it get close.
Bursts of blood burst out from the surface of the tree stump, quickly forming layers of thick blood-colored light curtains.
However, she still underestimated the power of dry blue ice flames. How could these few layers of light curtains be able to block it?
The moment the two met, the entire light curtain was directly frozen by the blue ice flames. In just a breath, with the sound of shattering one after another, all the light curtains completely disappeared.
At this moment, there was no longer any obstacle, and the blue ice dragon sank directly into the tree stump.
The terrifying cold air started from the surface of the tree stump and spread downwards.
Mo Juren, who sensed everything, asked Qianlan Bingyan to restrain his attack in time, otherwise nothing would be left.
Striding forward, a chain-like magic weapon suddenly appeared in his hand, which turned into ten, and then burrowed directly into the ground like a spiritual snake.
"Get up!" With a cold shout, all the chains tightened, and the nearby ground began to crack rapidly, and then a giant tree root with a diameter of about three feet, and its entire body was wrapped in blue ice was forcibly pulled out. come out.
It can be clearly seen through the ice that a blood-colored sphere about one foot in diameter is surrounded by a complex and dense root system. It is constantly undulating at this moment, like a beating heart.
"Senior, spare my life, I am willing to surrender..." At this time, the mother tree was obviously frightened to the extreme. The human monk in front of him was not only highly cultivated, but also incredibly powerful. He was even more monster than a monster.
"Submit?" Mo Juren sneered, and the giant sword in mid-air suddenly slashed down.