"Brother Xiaoyao, if I had known that you could pretend to take away the entire Purple Mandarin Egg, why would we bother so much to catch the egg liquid?"
Jin Hairan'er asked breathlessly. The eight sisters all sat on the top of the flagpole holding a large wine vat, quite agreeing with Jin Hairan'er's question.
Everyone looked at Zhen Xiaoyao with wide eyes, a little suspicious whether Zhen Xiaoyao was deliberately trying to mess with everyone.
"If the eggshell doesn't crack and the purple mandarin egg liquid doesn't flow cleanly, its natural protective array won't disappear. Didn't you see that the millstone array crushed the mouths of the ten golden rocs?
There is such a powerful protective formation, why don’t you go try to hold one?"
Zhen Xiaoyao said angrily, if he hadn't used the Chaos Star Picking Finger and the Spreading Wings to Cover the Heavens together to cut it in half, who could have taken out the Purple Mandarin Egg from the earth-level natural millstone array?
Believe it or not, it crushed your hands into powder before you even had a chance to do it?
"No wonder we saw purple mandarin eggs floating in the air when we first entered the Purple Mandarin Nest. It turned out to be because the little purple mandarin inside had long since sucked up the egg liquid and cracked the eggshell!
According to this, if we hadn't happened to encounter the little purple mandarin duck breaking out of its shell, we might never have discovered that this divine bird egg was still hidden in the void formation???????????????? in."
Yinhuo'er sighed slowly, as the saying goes, good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and it still makes sense.
"The egg liquid has drained out, why are you still keeping these useless empty eggshells?"
Feng Ling'er asked puzzledly.
"Keep it as a souvenir. You can brag in front of your descendants when you get old. If any young boy doesn't believe it, I will take out this purple mandarin egg shell and show it to them. Who dares to doubt the glorious history of my youth? ah?"
Ye Congwen casually said that this purple mandarin egg shell would never be taken out again, so as to save the eight sisters from asking questions and being suspicious.
"Don't you already have a family full of children and grandchildren? When you get old, I'm afraid they won't be here anymore, and what glory will you have in your history?"
We have nothing to do, brother Xiaoyao, how about you tell our eight sisters about your past romantic history?"
"Sister Hairpin is right. Didn't you say that you have six wives? It sounds very false. It's not that Sister Zhuoer doesn't believe you. Since ancient times, beauties have loved handsome men. With your looks, I think you can deceive an ignorant person. It would be great for a girl to be a daughter-in-law.
You still have six wives, brother Xiaoyao, are you bragging?"
The golden hairpin and the silver bracelet sang together, forcing Zhen Xiaoyao to tell the past events between him and his six wives.
Ye Congwen was stunned for a moment, feeling that Yin Zhuoer liked to judge people by their appearance.
"Why don't you tell us the names of your six wives first? If you are able, you can tell us them in the order of recognition!"
Feng Ling'er always felt that Zhen Xiaoyao should be an unmarried person like herself. After all, he had never seen him missing his family or the deceased. He was obsessed with studying the martial arts all day long, just like a martial arts fanatic.
This kind of guy doesn't even have the thought of pursuing girls, he's neither sweet-talking nor proactive, so it's strange that a woman would be willing to marry him.
"More than a hundred years have passed, who still remembers it so clearly? What do a bunch of little girls who have never seen the world know?
Who chooses a man's appearance when marrying these days? If a box of gold bars is thrown at him, Zhu Bajie can turn into Tang Monk.
Can I be eaten if I am good-looking?
As long as you have money, you want the best in everything. How can there be such a person in the world? After choosing and choosing, you will end up becoming an old girl?"
Ye Congwen smiled and replied, "There are two gold bars as betrothal gifts, and all the girls in Qingshan Town will line up to come. These eight sisters grew up on the Jiutian Plateau, and they have probably never seen what gold bars look like."
Looks like, gold bars can't be used on the Jiutian Plateau anyway.
"Exchange gold bars for my wife? What are gold bars? Are they expensive?"
The eighth sister asked curiously, a box of gold bars can make a girl willing to marry an ugly guy as his wife. Is it possible that this thing is very precious?
Seeing the expressions of the eight sisters, Ye Congwen immediately understood. It seemed that he had expected it correctly. These eight people had never seen gold bars before.
After thinking for a while, he gave an easy-to-understand metaphor:
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Let's put it bluntly, for an ordinary person, a box of gold bars can allow him to live a lifetime of food and clothing. The allure is like the holy medicine that allows monks to advance to the realm of true gods.
Ask yourselves, if someone were to tempt you with a holy elixir, who of you would be able to hold it?"
"Oh, so you used this despicable trick to marry six wives!"
Feng Ling'er said with a smile, and then asked half-seriously:
"Brother Xiaoyao, if you can pick eight holy medicines, can I help you find eight more wives? Don't worry, they are all fair-skinned and beautiful ladies from famous families. I guarantee they will be no worse than your six wives."
Ye Congwen raised his head and scanned the eight flower-like faces. He looked pretty good, but it was a pity that he was too old and almost looked bad.
ten times!
If you give me eight holy medicines, I will think about it again and again.
"It's easy to talk about. When Brother Xiaoyao collects the eight holy medicines, he will definitely find you as a matchmaker!"
Ye Congwen said perfunctorily without any sincerity, while speeding up and running towards the next piece of purple energy falling.
Feng Ling'er was very excited along the way. She caught Zhen Xiaoyao and kept asking him what type he liked. Along the way, he introduced the advantages of the eight sisters in detail three or five times, until Ye Congwen could recite them fluently.
Feng Ling'er asked with concern:
"Brother Xiaoyao, we have encountered each other six times and seven times. When do you think we will encounter purple energy falling to the ground eight times?"
Ye Congwen was annoyed by her question, so he could only answer casually:
"The next piece is, you will be able to see the blue three-seed holy medicine in an hour. The energy of the Purple Yuan God's Nest is extremely rich. If it doesn't knot, it will be three."
"Really? If Brother Xiaoyao's words come true, won't these three old sisters, my sister, Ling'er, Hairpin, Zhuo'er, and Zhuo'er, be getting married?
Brother-in-law, we will really be a family from now on!"
Tong Chuan'er gloated and said, if Zhen Xiaoyao picks the holy medicine, I would like to see if Feng Ling'er gets married!
"Tong Chuan'er, the eldest of our eight sisters is only one year apart. You are the fourth eldest, so you're not much younger than us, right?"
Jin Hairpin'er was the first one to be unhappy. We are both over one hundred and ninety. We have become old sisters. Can you, Tongchuan'er, be spared?
"Xiao Yitian is also called Xiao, otherwise how can sisters be called sisters? You can call me Sister Chuan'er, but do I dare to call you Sister Hairpin?"
Tong Chuan'er retorted with a smile, would a person who prides himself on being naturally beautiful bend down and marry an ugly person for three holy medicines?
Let's wait and see.
"You two, stop arguing, look what it is!"
Feng Ling'er was so excited that even her voice began to tremble involuntarily, as if she was seeing a peerless treasure.
At this time, Ye Congwen was carrying the flagpole and had already entered the Purple Qi Falling Ground, but he was busy pondering the subtle connection between the Chaos Star-picking Finger and the magic of the Phoenix that spreads its wings to cover the sky.
If it were normal, no matter which one of these two magic techniques was used, the energy liquid in Ye Congwen's tripod cylinder would be exhausted.
But if the two are superimposed together, it will be fine. This makes
Ye Congwen was very puzzled.
When you are immersed in thinking, where do you pay attention to what is in front of you?
"Holy medicine! That's the blue demonic holy fruit tree, which looks like a deep-sea octopus! My grandfather even drew a portrait of it. Let me dig it out for comparison!
Hey, that’s weird, where did it go?”
Yin Huo'er rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the jade store, but she couldn't find the picture scroll. She, who was always slow, was sweating profusely.
When Ye Congwen heard the words "Blue Demon Holy Fruit", his heart was shocked. He thought of the holy medicine trees in Bifang's Holy Nest, which were exactly the same as the blue tree in front of him!
"Did you really fall for what I said?"
As soon as they heard the word "holy medicine", the ten teams behind them all became excited. The ten giants rushed forward with their heads buried. Even the demon birds didn't want to pay attention to them. In just a few minutes, they arrived around the blue demon holy tree.
Blue light flows all over the Blue Demon Sacred Tree, just like the demons and monsters in the vast sea, occupying a mountain nest alone.
The energy accumulated on a daily basis is no different from the surrounding woods. When the holy medicine blooms and bears fruit, it will be like the deep sea monster that sheds its original appearance.
Turn the leaves into energy vortices, the branches into octopus-like tentacles, and the trunk into a cauldron for storing energy.
As long as the energy liquid in the tree cauldron, which is a hundred meters high and more than ten meters wide, is full of energy, it will be time to bloom and bear fruit.
"Leaves fall, tentacles grow, blossoms and seeds are made, and the holy medicine is made!"
Yinhuo'er finally found the picture scroll painted by her grandfather. The picture was exactly the same as the Blue Demon Sacred Fruit Tree in front of her, and there was a children's rhyme written next to it.
Silver Bracelet repeatedly compared and confirmed, and finally determined that this was the Blue Demon Holy Tree that everyone dreamed of.
"Brother Xiaoyao, look, does this blue tree belly look like a pregnant woman with a big belly?"
Yinhuo'er asked excitedly, staring intently at the big bare tree in front of her.
"Pregnant woman with a big belly? Why do you think of this?"
Ye Congwen asked in confusion. These eight sisters often spoke shockingly, and it was difficult to guess what they were thinking.
"Can't you see this? Since she is a pregnant woman with a big belly, it means she is about to give birth! My grandfather said that before the Blue Demon Holy Tree blooms and bears fruit, it looks exactly like an ordinary tree. It is hidden in the deep mountains and old forests. Who can remove it from the forest?
Can you tell the difference among the vast woods?
Even the native demon birds do not have this ability. However, once the blue demon holy tree begins to bloom and bear fruit, it will automatically be exposed.
First the leaves fall off, then the belly gets bigger, and then the babies are born. I just don’t know how many babies will be born in this one."
Yinhuo'er looked at the blue sacred tree and swallowed his saliva wildly.
"Yinhuo'er, I'm afraid that you outsiders don't understand the ins and outs of the holy medicine, so I'm going to explain it to you."
Feng Ling'er smiled and added that Zhen Xiaoyao was the most responsible for finding the Blue Demon Sacred Tree this time. If it weren't for his powerful treasure hunting skills, in this vast forest, even if it blossoms and bears fruit, everyone may not be able to find it*
** Set it!
No matter how many knots there are, the first one must be Zhen Xiaoyao.
So here comes the question:
If three seeds of holy elixir can be produced, and Zhen Xiaoyao takes the greatest credit to get one first, everyone will definitely not be disappointed. I, Feng Ling'er, am the leader of the eight flag protectors and the owner of the immortal weapon, and I am also the master who has never been to Zhen Xiaoyao.
Madam, the second one belongs to me. You shouldn’t have already, right?
If there is a third holy medicine, sister Jin Hairan'er steps forward at the critical moment and distributes her own treasures of heaven and earth to everyone to extend their lives. In the future, it will be the second lady of the Zhen Mansion, and everyone should have no objection to taking the third medicine.