622. Chapter 622 Self-cultivation of pharmacists 8
That spiritual light was not the faint spiritual light learned by novices at all, but clearly showed the purity of his spiritual power.
Why is the half-blood child as mysterious as his incredible mother? Wen Tai is really puzzled.
"Who are you?" Wen Tai was speechless for a long time.
Mu Xiaobao looked at a patient with pitiful eyes, "Uncle Wentai, do you have a fever?"
"But spiritual power cannot be cultivated so quickly..."
Mu Xiaobao said in confusion, "Didn't my mother suddenly become pregnant too?"
Wen Tai shook his head, "That's different. Your mother is a Yaksha. It is said that there is unconverted energy from a certain artifact in her body. And as a ghost, she may have some talents that ordinary people don't have. But you... how about...
Is your father also a ghost? No, if he was, my mother-in-law would have known about it a long time ago. Otherwise, you are not your father’s biological child!"
Xuan Ye looked at Wen Tai with a dead look, and said meaningfully, "What a child's talk. Do you know that if you say these words in front of someone, you will die immediately."
Wen Tai said coldly, "I am one hundred and twenty-seven this year, so I don't think I am a child."
Mu Xiaobao couldn't help but shuddered, "It's better not to mention age. But my dad is really my dad, so you don't have to worry about this uncle."
"How do you know?" Wen Tai pointed out this point, "If ordinary ghost people want to cultivate their spirits, it takes at least three to five years to gather their spiritual power. Even geniuses cannot do it so quickly."
Mu Xiaobao sighed deeply, "For the sake of uncle, you must live a clear life and not be killed by father in anger. Xiaobao has no choice but to tell you. First of all, Xiaobao is indeed a genius. But the most important thing is that Xiaobao is a genius."
I ate two longevity fruits not long ago, and my mother said I couldn’t digest them in a short time, so..."
"Two...two longevity fruits." Xuan Ye looked at Mu Xiaobao seriously, "Where in the world are there two longevity fruits that you can eat?"
Wen Tai felt that he really couldn't use common sense to think about this child, or this family.
They have too many incredible things. Two immortality fruits are unimaginable to the ghost tribe, because the spiritual fruit originally belonged to Cang Yao.
"I'll go back and discuss it with my mother-in-law first." His voice suddenly became much lower, and he decided not to say anything to this family again.
After Mu Xiaobao said goodbye to Wen Tai, "Uncle Xuan Ye, you want to trick Xiaobao again. It's not kind. If you were Xiaobao, would you tell others where you ate two longevity fruits?"
Xuan Ye looked at the innocent smiling face and clear eyes, "No. So you want to say that you have become an alchemist? Just now you seemed to have given up, right?"
Mu Xiaobao scratched his head, "Xiaobao just gave up on becoming a super alchemist. After using so many talents, I just reached the intermediate level. My mother told me not to think about upgrading again in a short time. By the way, Uncle Ji, your golden thread
I will accept the Qiankun Bag first!"
Looking at the white and fat little hand stretched out in front of him, Xuan Ye with an embarrassed face slowly squeezed out a smile. His glazed eyes were no different from the black pupils of ordinary people, but he could still see from his
I feel the charm of difference and people in my eyes.
Then, he slowly uttered three words, "I don't believe it."
Mu Xiaobao shrugged helplessly and seriously advised him, "Uncle Ji, your current face is really not suitable for such high-end expressions and eyes. It's too distorted!"
