Emma shook her head. Of course she had studied the myths and legends related to Yi Qiu.
But her focus at that time was more on Yi Qiu's appearance.
Later, when she found the roots in ancient mythology, she began to study more in that area.
Although it seems now that it doesn't have any effect.
After all, she has completely become a pure warlock.
It feels good to give up research for a while, and it feels good to keep giving up...
"Sounds interesting. Let's have a cup of black tea."
Emma shrugged, then arranged a seat for Sun Daoren, and then poured a cup of black tea.
At this moment, Yi Qiu suddenly said:
"An old acquaintance is here. Please prepare another chair."
Then after thinking about it, Yi Qiu looked at Emma who was a little confused and said:
"Although he is not an extraordinary being, in a sense, he has a greater power than ordinary extraordinary beings, so it doesn't hurt to give him a chair."
"I understand what you mean, but there is no black tea."
Emma understands what Yi Qiu means, but now she is full of disgust for all political organizations in the material world.
She is not a kind-hearted being. If Yi Qiu were not here, she would definitely make the other party pay a more painful price than now!
How dare any mortal creature disobey the majesty of the dragon!
"That doesn't matter, but after all, I promised them that I'll take care of the meat as long as I can."
As Yi Qiu spoke, he took out a lot of magic berries from his item backpack.
He can make more wonderful food, but unfortunately its audience is too small.
Fortunately, over such a long period of time, the Decaying City has produced enough magic berries.
Because he himself has acquired powerful enough healing power, he has been accumulating these magic berries there.
It would be good if used as party fruit.
At this moment, Yi Qiu suddenly remembered that he still had an apple tree in the Decaying City.
So he put the magic berry on the table and said to everyone:
"I'll go take a look inside the copy space. Maybe I can get some more."
Watching Yi Qiu's disappearing figure, Sun Daoren leaned on his chair and meditated silently.
"By the way, Sister Emma, do you know where you can get better magic ore?"
"I found that the magic statue has a lot to do with the ore used, but my latest copy has no corresponding output."
Muzi looked at Muzi with some distress and said, she suddenly thought of something that had been bothering him recently.
"Magic Ore?"
Emma stopped making black tea, thought for a moment and then said.
"The dwarves or the dungeons with the mine prefix have stable output. I remember that there was a related battlefield that was quite good before. It was a dwarf-related rescue campaign character..."
"No, your level is probably not high enough. I think you can ask Yi later."
"How many ores can be obtained in the dungeon, Yi can get enough for you!"
Emma looked at Muzi and said something, then after thinking about it she continued to add:
"But it depends on whether he has collected it..."
"If he collects it, you can find most of the conventional magic ores from him."
"After all, that is the mineral vein of several worlds..."
Whenever this matter is mentioned, Emma will look extremely happy.
The blood of the dragon is born with a strong desire for destruction. This is the nature of the dragon, and it is also one of the reasons why the dragon can always remain the top predator.
After all, it is a powerful but gentle being, and it probably does not deserve the definition of a predator.
And what kind of thing in this world can be more hearty and vivid than destroying a world?
"Stop it! I think I need a new cup of black tea!"
Muzi interrupted Emma's impromptu state, but she didn't complain much.
After all, Yi Qiu's behavior did make her feel happy, but if she could do it herself...
But Emma thinks that is actually very difficult. After all, she doesn't have Yi Qiu's vision of good and evil and the will to stick to order.
If she destroys wantonly, then self-destruction will not come too late...
"Okay, a new cup of black tea, maybe you need a little fiery flavor?"
Emma snapped her fingers, and a dangerous flame ignited from her hands.
Although it looks so small, if it gets out of control, it is enough to turn all living things within a few kilometers to ashes!
"High-intensity active flame particles...a perfect match for black tea!"
While Emma was humming some songs from her memory, she began to prepare a new cup of black tea that was flavorful enough...
Sun Daoren sat there in silence, thinking about the information revealed in the conversation between the two.
It seems that this saint from home is much more dangerous than imagined...
At this moment, Taoist Sun saw Zhi Fei walking slowly towards this side...
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"Seed of Mutation (Final Form - Ending):
Current status: Zero tail (this mutation has not yet completed a complete life course)
Related output: 500 pounds of magic fruit/2 months (the mutant seeds produce magic fruit every 2 months)
Magic fruit-related inherited attributes: physical recovery, treatment of minor injuries, poison neutralization (weak)
Special properties:
Ending:
This mutant seed has an unstable life limit. When it reaches its life limit, it will die and turn into an inedible magic fruit.
After planting the magic fruit, it will complete its growth from seedling stage to mature stage in one natural month.
At this stage, it will not be able to produce magic fruits and will not be able to obtain related special effects.
Each time a connection is completed, the magical fruit of the mutation seed will inherit a new special attribute.
"
Yi Qiu looked at the mutant seed that had grown strong enough. It no longer looked like the apple tree it once was.
In other words, it no longer looks like a tree in the material world:
After all, no matter how good the trees in the material world are, they can't have their crowns and roots entangled like a mutated species, like a wooden ring set on the ground.
At this time, the huge tree of mutation was full of large and small magic fruits, which looked like snake fruits.
But compared to the snake fruit Yi Qiu had seen, it had a bit more gleaming color.
Yi Qiu stopped managing this tree a long time ago, and now it seems to be growing well.
Yi Qiu picked a fruit from the tree. It should be somewhat hard.
But for Yi Qiu, it is no different from soft candy.
Feeling the sweetness of the juice splashing in her mouth, Yi Qiu felt that it was pretty good.
This is probably the best state for natural growth:
If it needs to rely on external force to interfere, then that tree is definitely not a natural product.
Every tree that grows from natural wind and rain should have sufficient adaptability.
Yi Qiu touched his bald head. He had already thought about the relevant order rules.
The universe is deep and vast, but the world outside the universe is even broader and vaster.
Yi Qiu was not willing to plant a world tree on that piece of loess. He was more willing to watch it grow his own roots and wings...