Feng Zhuyue was now feeling mixed emotions. He heard the meaning of this voice. After drinking water just now, he didn't seem to be planning to let her go. Since that's the case, he would die to understand a little more.
Feng Zhuyue raised her head, her little face full of determination.
"So what is this tree?"
"Hahaha... Little girl, what is this tree? Have you ever heard of the Holy Fruit Tree?"
"You mean..."
Feng Zhuyue felt that her chin was about to fall, and this tree turned out to be a holy fruit tree.
The Holy Fruit Tree is a strange and precious tree. There have been rumors of such a tree, but no one has seen it. As long as people eat the fruits on this tree, they will have relatively different abilities.
Wind, rain, thunder, lightning and soil.
But this kind of tree is simply a rumor, something that does not exist. I didn’t expect it to be here, and there are sixteen fruits, which is simply a myth.
The person in the dark looked at Feng Zhuyue's face carefully. Her little face was very delicate and beautiful, but he could not see greed from her eyes. If ordinary people saw the situation in front of them, they were unique in these precious things.
I'm afraid that things have already drooled?
"Little girl, do you want this holy fruit tree?"
The voice in the darkness opened tentatively.
Feng Zhuyue nodded subconsciously, then shook her head again.
"Senior is serious. Such things are something that anyone who practices martial arts wants. But this thing is too precious. If it spreads to the outside, it will definitely cause a sensation and will bring a bloody storm to himself and the martial arts world.
The existence is to arouse human greed. This is the best thing to stay here and never be discovered."
Feng Zhuyue is not stupid. Although this thing is good, you cannot own a supreme treasure like this unless you are strong enough.
"I didn't expect that you could see the world so thoroughly at such a young age. I'm afraid none of the characters in the world have the same feelings as you. Little girl, what's your name?"
The inexplicable threatening power of the voice in the darkness was gone, which slightly relieved Feng Zhuyue's tense nerves.
"My younger brother Feng Zhuyue."
"Well... little girl, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"
"Ah?" Feng Zhuyue was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard it wrong, so she blinked her big eyes twice, with a hint of dazed absence in her eyes: "What do you mean by senior?"
"Hahaha..." The voice smiled softly: "I see that your little girl has good qualifications, good character, and good mentality. She suddenly wants to accept you as my successor. Are you willing?"
Feng Zhuyue pondered for a moment, and the Qiuqiu beside her also rubbed in her arms, as if urging her to agree quickly.
"Master is here, please accept a prayer from my disciple."
Feng Zhuyue knelt down straight and powerfully, and kowtowed three times. She completed the apprenticeship ceremony.
"Hahaha... OK, good disciple. Get up, get up quickly, let the master take a good look."
Feng Zhuyue felt that she was being helped down under a strange force. The power was a little warm. The more she looked, the more satisfied the more she saw the voice, she said, "Good disciple, since you have already worshipped me as your teacher, this meeting ceremony
The master still wants to give it. Extend your hand."
Feng Zhuyue obediently stretched out her left hand, and a strange light enveloped her hand.