Fu Shiyi’s reaction caught the eye of Mr. Fu, and he immediately sent a message to Fu Shiyi:
"What's wrong, Eleven?"
Fu Shiyi scanned the surrounding area with his consciousness, and after making sure it was safe, he sent a message to Mr. Fu to explain the whole story. Mr. Fu was shaken, and Fu Shiyi pondered for a while, and then consulted:
"Grandpa, should we tell the Cheng family and Ouyang family this news?"
Fu Shiyi didn't know the cultivation level of the two men in black, but Miss Lingcha and her group would probably not let them leave here alive. With the strength of the five Fu family members, it would be difficult for them to escape. If they could pull Cheng along
Maybe we can still have a fight with the Ouyang family monks.
Mr. Fu stroked his beard.
Slowly:
"Looking at how respectful the Cheng family and the Ouyang family are to this Miss Lingcha, I'm afraid that our words will not only fail to serve as a warning, but will cause a lot of trouble. Moreover, if these two families can let this girl lead the way, they will definitely be there sooner."
There are backup plans, we ourselves should be more alert and act as if we don’t know what to do."
"Okay!"
Later.
Fu Shishi informed Fu Zhihong, Eighteenth Brother and Sixth Sister Mo Lan of the news, and after the five of them agreed to refine the Longevity Pill, they left and did not participate in the subsequent battle for the treasure house!
Unknowingly.
After traveling underground for more than an hour.
Mr. Cheng's voice came from the front:
"The everlasting tree is up there."
Fu Shiyi was shocked.
There was a flash of inspiration under his feet, and with a "Peng" sound, he burst out of the ground.
The moment he breaks out of the ground.
A majestic spiritual energy rushed towards my face.
Fu Shiyi, who was suspended in mid-air, saw a thirty-foot-tall tree swaying in the wind on a spiritual field covering an area of eight acres. Its lush green branches and leaves covered the entire spiritual field.
"This is the Immortal Tree?!"
The big tree in front of me is ordinary.
A trace of doubt flashed in Fu Shi's eyes. She glanced at Mr. Cheng beside her, only to see that his face looked as if it had been frostbitten, and he murmured to himself, "How could this happen? How could this happen?!"
Take a closer look.
But see you.
There are no fruits on the everlasting tree.
Not even a flower bag.
However.
Under the longevity tree, three overripe fruits fell. Most of the fruit was rotten, and the remaining half had a faint golden light shining. The golden juice is the characteristic of the longevity fruit.
One, in addition, natural runes can be seen flowing on the surface of the remaining fruits.
Ouyang Jun's eyes also flashed with disappointment.
However.
For him.
The longevity fruit is not urgently needed.
He made a secret with his right hand, and in an instant, the three longevity fruits that fell to the ground were wrapped in spiritual power and landed on a box suspended in the air. The box floated to him, and after checking it, he shook his head and handed it to Mr. Cheng. Mr. Cheng wants to cry but has no tears.
The three longevity fruits had rotted away, and there was very little spiritual power left. Let alone refining the longevity pill, it was of little value even for research. He reluctantly threw the box to Mr. Fu:
"Hey! Brother Fu, it seems our fate has been determined."
There is no longevity pill.
It is impossible for them to advance to Nascent Soul cultivator in a short period of time.
Mr. Fu was a little disappointed because he had a Cangli Fruit from Master Xuan and the longevity fruit was rotten, but it was just the icing on the cake and he was not discouraged.
He handed the box to Fu Shiyi.
After Fu Shiyi took it, she found that there were two surviving seeds among the decayed longevity fruit, and her eyes lit up!