Chou Nu knew very well that the person standing in front of him was an outstanding academy practitioner. But he was just an ordinary mortal.
"Okay, okay, I will never throw it away again!" Brother Pig was almost crying.
Seeing this, the ugly slave slowly let go of his hand.
And when his large, somewhat abrupt eyes slowly glanced over the faces of the astonished students one by one, he actually saw fear.
The ugly slave lowered his head and looked at his hand and the stem of the green plant that he had not finished chewing in his hand.
His eyes were wide open, filled with confusion and joy.
With a "click" sound, he took another big bite.
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Ling Luo went up to the fifth floor and saw Master Pyroblast.
As a qualified disciple, she first bowed and then helped Pyro Blast simply clean the dust on the fifth floor.
"Master, let me help you smelt the chains."
The master and apprentice sat opposite each other, and Ling Luo's eyes were fixed on the extremely cold black iron chain between Yan Bao's feet.
"There's no rush for now." Yanbang stretched out his hand to stop him.
Ling Luo was puzzled: "Why? It's so inconvenient for you to walk after you have been chained for so many years."
A slight smile appeared on Yanbao's lips, and he said: "It's not that I don't want to solve it, but today's lesson requires you to expend a lot of energy. It doesn't matter if you postpone the chain matter for a few days."
Ling Luo's face suddenly became nervous and asked: "What course?"
Yan Bao's eyes drifted out the window, pointing at the endless Moyun Mountains to the west, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know what the most plants are in those stretching mountains?"
"I know this, it's a snow maple tree."
From the first time Ling Luo entered Jiulan College, she was attracted by those extremely beautiful trees.
The leaves, which are green all year round, glow with a faint red light at the corners of the leaves, and the fluorescence flows.
A glimmer of light flashed through Yan Bao's eyes, and he said: "Among the snow maple trees all over the mountain, for every thousand trees, there will be a Snow Maple King. The essence fruit produced by the Snow Maple King is very important for cultivation.
, which is of great benefit.”
Ling Luo suddenly became energetic.
The Essence Fruit, which can increase the speed of cultivation, is what every cultivator desires.
"There are many wood cultivators in Jiulan Academy. They think that because the Jingyuan Fruit grows from a tree, it must be woodyuan, but this is not the case."
"It's not the wood element, is it the fire element?" Ling Luo asked.
Yan Bao nodded, with a hint of approval in his eyes, and said: "That's right, look at the leaves of the Snow Maple tree, the veins and tips are red, and the Essence Fruit contains rich fire essence.
"
Ling Luo looked at Yan Bao and said with a smile: "Master wants Luo'er to get the essence fruit from the snow maple tree?"
"Yes, one hundred Snow Maple King Essence Fruits. This is your mission today."
I have long heard that the Snow Maple Tree King has a spirit and is violent towards foreign intruders.
One hundred.
There was a glint in Ling Luo's eyes, she liked challenges.
"After you have obtained one hundred Snow Maple King Essence Fruits, come to Yanguang Valley and practice Abi Yanjing."
After Yan Bao finished his instructions, with a faint smile on his face, he disappeared into the sea of thousands of books.
"Yes, Master."
Ling Luo bowed respectfully, then stood up and left.
There was a slight smile on her face, full of excitement and anticipation.
However, she went all the way down, and when she reached the second staircase, she saw an extremely thin figure squatting on the steps, with a pair of huge eyes looking up eagerly.