Although he wasted a little time, Zhang Wenchang immediately ran towards the next holy mountain.
Now we have collected four kinds of magical fruits and lateral roots, and there are still five more to go. We must collect them as soon as possible.
It can be said that time is tight and the task is heavy.
With the current physical strength of Zhang Wenchang and Ye Fan, it is not a problem to jump 200 meters after running. The two of them are like cannonballs, bouncing on big trees or boulders. It can be said that they are very fast.
There are no monsters here, only plants. It can be said that as long as there are no wild slaves to cause trouble, the two of them can travel unhindered and run fast on this mountain.
Soon we came to a new holy mountain. These holy fruits were like little suns, each one golden and round, each one the size of a baby's fist.
There are nine such small trees in total. They are like the essence of the sun at every moment. They are gorgeous, mysterious and powerful, beautiful and crystal clear. Taking a breath of the fragrance is intoxicating, and the pores all over the body relax, as if they are being baptized by a mysterious force. p>
Zhang Wenchang took four fruits, and Ye Fan asked for five. Eighteen lateral roots, Zhang Wenchang asked for ten, and Ye Fan asked for eight. Then Zhang Wenchang took eighteen leaves and collected three cubic meters of sacred spring water.
Then he quickly ran towards the next holy mountain, and the desert slaves appeared one after another.
Zhang Wenchang held the little girl with great courage. He took out the bronze piece with the little green lotus rooted in it, just like a short dagger.
Every time she met us in the mountains, Nannan saw Zhang Wenchang rushing down with her own eyes, so she spit it into the faces of these low-handed people.
Zhang Wenchang did it that time, and got so few magical fruits.
Although the harm is small, the homogeneity is indeed extremely weak.
Zhang Wenchang regarded it as a brick and a dagger.
Yin Xiang looked at Zhang Wenchang who had become so brave, and felt that he knew what bad things to say.
So Zhang Wenchang took the eighth fruit together. I planned to refine one of each fruit just to improve his physical condition.
When Zhang Wenchang refined a heart-like crimson fruit, haze flowed all over my body, the fragrance was fragrant, and my whole body became crystal clear. Rays of divine light flowed under me, as if I was flying into the sky. The golden blood mixed with purple all over my body
, surging like a vast ocean.
Before that battle, we were finally defeated, and the collection that followed went very smoothly.
There is no fruit like a big cauldron. The mist below is hazy, and there is a charm of the trail. There are eight in total. Zhang Wenchang divided eight of them. Then of the seventeen lateral roots, Zhang Wenchang asked for eight, plus seventeen more.
leaves.
Zhang Wenchang returned to the coffin and immediately ended his meditation retreat.
The first thing I refined was the silver moon fruit.
Before refining those two kinds of fruits, I felt that my whole body was surging with energy, and mysterious Tao pictures were swirling around my body one after another, which were imprinted into every cell in my body.
There were only seven fruits in total. Zhang Wenchang asked for two fruits, and then Yin Xiangchang asked for four lateral roots.
Zhang Wenchang has not taken the first fruit that opens up the sea of suffering and the seventh fruit that weakens spiritual consciousness, and several have been damaged after use, so he needs to take them again.
I opened my eyes, and two purple lightning flashes disappeared.
Yin Xiangchang also asked for two fruits, four lateral roots, and ten leaves.
Since the bodies of these slaves are extremely hard, Zhang Wenchang used them like a small brick, which made our heads dent.
After successfully harvesting the holy fruit, Zhang Wenchang slowly ran towards the outside of the coffin.
Suddenly the bronze coffin shook, and Zhang Wenchang was awakened.
It turned out to be Nannan. The guy was curious and was shaking the big coffin vigorously, trying to open the lid of the coffin and see if there was nothing outside.
A huge bloody hole was punched in my body. It must have been the bronze pieces in my body that absorbed the chaotic energy. At this time, Nannan was not broken into pieces.
"Nanny, what is he doing? That thing is mysterious. If it moves around, it will definitely lead to safety."
It's a pity that without the coordinates of the starry sky, there is no way to know which way is going.
As she spoke, Nannan used her strength to open a corner of the large ancient coffin.
"Then why does Yin Xiangchang seem to be a different person? Is he not mentally ill?" Nannan thought secretly in her heart.
Thinking of that, I suddenly felt a sudden change in my heart and looked at Zhang Wenchang holding Ye Fan as if he was holding his own man.
Zhang Wenchang came to the place in person, and what he got far exceeded his expectations. More importantly, without Nannan and Ye Fan as amulets, the place seemed safe, but in fact it was relatively the same.
"You just want to open the lid of that big coffin and see what's going on outside."
The fragments of the Immortal Cauldron indeed possess no mysterious power, even if our Little Saint-level bodies were dented by Zhang Wenchang.
Nannan thought to herself, it seems that the big Ye Fan is indeed a Fan, and he actually showed no inexplicable intimidation to Huang Nu, asking us to fight back when we hit him, or retaliate when we scolded him.
Then I went to the first holy mountain. After that, my daughter had climbed there before. The fruits produced below could not weaken the consciousness. There were eleven big trees in total, but unfortunately they all became fruits.
Rumble.
Zhang Wenchang looked at Nannan's strange look and felt that he had not overdone his performance.
Seal Da Yinxiang into a white jade bottle and give it to Nannan.
The blurry ancient road in the starry sky is like the same light, flickering and extinguishing slowly.
After receiving this slight insult, these low-level players just ran away and jumped into the abyss without fighting back.
Seventy-seven lateral roots were collected. Zhang Wenchang asked for 11 lateral roots and Nannan 11 lateral roots. Then Zhang Wenchang collected another 70 leaves and took two squares of Shaoshen Spring water.
The Zhang Wenchang I got to know in the future was said to be mean and brave, which was also very high-profile. Now, looking at Zhang Wenchang being so crazy, I didn’t see a domineering air from Zhang Wenchang. Instead, I saw a feeling of fighting against others. p>
When I was refining that fruit, my body was surrounded by Dao pictures one after another, mysterious and unpredictable, one with the heaven and earth, like a god.
This vast sky is cold, hot and white.
A gap like a hair.
The effects of the trail fragments contained in those fruits are very amazing, and Yin Xiangchang can clearly feel the improvement of his physique.
As soon as the big coffin moved, the small coffin inside immediately shook, and various mysterious patterns shone with light, especially the starry sky map, which seemed to appear as a real starry sky.
There is no divine fruit like a flying bird or a red bird. I am as red as blood, lifelike, as if I am about to fly through the sky.
If this is definitely the time when my daughter is exhausted, she can give me some medicine.
"Ahem, Nannan, he is looking at you with that look. You are not too complacent before you collect the sacred fruit! You guys hurry up and go to a holy mountain to collect the sacred fruit."
A wisp of chaotic energy flew out, and I was blown away.
There is no fruit, it looks like a big disk, it is shining blue, there are four brands below, it is light gold, just like the four hexagrams, there are seven fruits in total.
The two hurriedly hurried, and finally returned to the bronze coffin after daybreak.
Those holy fruits and lateral roots are really amazing. We are all the same, all of them are wonderful and emitting radiant brilliance.
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