Yang Jiong took the Qiankun bag and said calmly: "You should remember that I said that I am only interested in the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit and your apology to my wife. If you want to survive today, apologize to my wife first, and then hand it over
Let’s take the dragon fruit that has fallen for ten thousand years.”
The apology did not put any pressure on Du Wuyou. He suddenly burst into tears, as if he were mourning for an heir, and bowed to Zhao Weiwei: "Auntie, my grandson is wrong, please forgive me for my grandson..."
I have seen shameless people, but Yang Jiong and I have never seen such shameless people. Zhao Weiwei couldn't laugh or cry, and Yang Jiong's face changed, and he almost wanted to slap her down.
Du Wuyou kept talking, and the more he talked, the more disgusting he became. Zhao Weiwei stopped and said: "Okay, if you keep listening to me, I'm going to vomit, aunt. Please hand over the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit."
Du Wuyou spread his hands and said, "My aunt is aware that the Qiankun Bag has been given to seniors. Where can I find the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit?"
"Liar, when we first met half a year ago, didn't you say you had the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Fruit? If you dare to lie, my husband will never forgive you."
"That's just what I said. In fact, I don't have that thing!" Du Wuyou complained endlessly. If he had known about this, why did he do it in the first place.
Yang Jiong said coldly: "Since you don't have the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit, there is no need to keep you." The flying sword and the spirit hoe were staring at him one after another, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time.
Life and death were at stake. Du Wuyou was in a hurry and said wisely: "Senior, stop it. I heard someone talk about it two hundred years ago, and there was a dragon-subduing tree appearing on a cliff."
Yang Jiong was overjoyed and asked: "Where did it appear? Is there any Dragon Subduing Fruit?"
"That's the southeastern edge of Longque Hall. I don't know if there is a Dragon Subduing Fruit." Du Wuyou focused on the area of Longque Hall in the air and pointed at a place to indicate where the cliff was. The range of his finger was only about the size of a palm.
In reality, it is a thousand miles.
Yang Jiong and Zhao Weiwei looked at each other. They were very familiar with Longque Hall. Lin Guangzhi, the leader of Longque Hall, was killed by Yang Jiong less than a year ago.
Apart from this clue, Du Wuyou could not tell anything else. According to what he said, even the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit has not appeared in the headquarters of the Summit of the Gods.
He was chattering incessantly, and Yang Jiong suddenly slapped him on the head. A stream of light flashed, and Du Wuyou's whole body changed drastically, from the late Yuanying stage to the early stage of the Golden Core. He rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, still talking intermittently.
Said: "Seal! Suppress~soul!... Seal~~"
Yang Jiong glanced at him and said: "Originally, if you could give me the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit, I would let you go. But you only gave me an insignificant clue. I have no reason to let you go. Besides, what if I escape?"
The two of them lured Ye Kai and it would not be good for them to know my whereabouts."
It turned out that his seal not only knocked down Du Wuyou's cultivation, but also injured his true spirit. His spiritual thoughts were confused and he became an idiot.
After the death of Lin Guang, the leader of Longque Hall, Longque Hall was occupied by a Nascent Soul cultivator. Yang Jiong and his two men traveled through Wuyou Hall, Heroes Hall, Tianyuan Hall, and finally arrived at Longque Hall. Although Xishang Continent is a vast land with a large population,
It was rare, but Yang Jiong still found out some things about Longque Hall from the monks he met by chance.
The southeast of Longque Hall borders Tianxuan Hall. The strong sunlight shines down from the leaves, forming colorful light pillars in the forest. The scorching sun is blocked by the tree crowns, and the trees are cool and refreshing. Occasionally, insects and snakes crawl slowly by.
A cave entrance is overgrown with weeds, and there is cold air coming out of the cave entrance, which is in contrast to the fiery heat in the sky.
The contrast is sharp.
In the cave, a man with slender eyes and a pointed chin was hesitating. In front of him was a woman in purple lying flat on the ground. Although the woman's hair was messy and there were several scars on her face, she could not hide her beautiful face. She
The eyes are closed tightly, the chest is tall and straight, and the undulating curves give people unlimited reverie.
The man swallowed and finally made up his mind. He suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a red fruit. His mucus was hanging on the fruit, and a charming fragrance quickly filled the cave. He put the fruit near the woman's mouth,
The woman followed the scent and subconsciously opened her mouth to bite it.
The woman's pale face gradually became rosy, and after a while, she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.
"Where is this? How did I get here?"
The man said happily: "Little sister, I saved you." He stretched out his hand to hold the woman's catkin, and suddenly a strong breath pressed towards him.
The woman in purple glanced at him coldly and asked: "Where is this? Did you save me?"
The man said incoherently: "Senior, senior, this is the Qingming altar." For a moment, he was shocked, frightened, and extremely regretful.
The woman in purple suddenly changed her expression, reached out and held the man's trembling hand, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, thank you for saving me! I want to know where the nearest branch is?"
"This is the southeast of Longque Hall, to the east is Tianxuan Hall, and to the south is Mingwang Hall."
"Oh!" The woman's mind sensed the man's foundation-building cultivation, and her face changed several times. She thought to herself: "This man's cultivation is low, and his essence is not enough for me to advance to the Nascent Soul realm. But I am now the leader of the gods.
Where can I find Nascent Soul, the wanted target of Dian, to be devoured by the Golden Core cultivator?"
"Forget it, he saved my life so stupidly, I'll let him go today. Strange, how did my injuries heal?"
The woman's heart was at war between heaven and man, and she finally decided to let go of the man who saved his life. She was none other than Zhang Chuxue, who was wanted by every branch of the Summit of Gods.
"What did you give me to eat to heal my injury?"
"The thing I gave my senior was the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit." The man asked for credit. In fact, he was also surprised. The Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit is mainly used to change the body's physique and increase cultivation. Although it has a certain healing effect, it is not that great.
Quick. After the woman ate the fruit, she recovered in less than a quarter of an hour.
Little did he know that Zhang Chuxue's technique was mainly to swallow the essence of the opponent and turn the opponent's essence into his own cultivation. The Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit is one of the most powerful spiritual things in the world, and the energy of essence and spirit in it is so huge.
The huge amount of spiritual power in the fruit was just suitable for Zhang Chuxue's skills, and her injuries were quickly healed.
"If I had known she was a golden elixir monk, I shouldn't have saved her and eaten her directly. Maybe I could reach the golden elixir realm." The man secretly regretted it, because Zhang Chuxue was beautiful. Not only did he not eat her, but he also lost money.
A ten thousand year old dragon fruit.
There is no regret medicine in the world. The man's heart was churning, but there was a loyal smile on his face: "Senior, my name is Shen Gang. May I ask, what are your plans for the future?"
Zhang Chuxue thought for a while and said: "Your life-saving grace will never be forgotten, but the urgent matter is that I have to ask you to go to Longque Hall or Tianxuan Hall."
Shen Gang asked: "Senior, what do you need me to do in the branch hall?" He began to beat a drum in his heart. He had lived for hundreds of years and had never even entered the branch altar at the top of the gods.
Not to mention the main city where Nascent Soul monks are stationed and there are many Golden Core monks.
"I want you to help me lure some golden elixir monks over, eh!" Before Zhang Chuxue could finish her words, she suddenly pointed at Shen Gang's head and knocked him unconscious to the ground.
Yang Jiong and Zhao Weiwei looked around for the cliff. Suddenly, a spiritual thought swept through them, and a woman in purple walked out of the cave.
The two of Yang Jiong landed on a rock, and the three of them faced each other. Zhang Chuxue couldn't help but let out another cry of surprise. Yang Jiong was so ugly, and Zhao Weiwei was so beautiful. The contrast was so strong that it was difficult for anyone to calm down.
Zhang Chuxue secretly compared Zhao Weiwei and found that she was far inferior. She became competitive for a moment and quietly used her charm skills. She turned her eyes and said to Yang Jiong delicately: "Senior, why are you standing in front of the little girl? When the slave family saw senior,
I feel so scared!"
There is a soul-suppressing seal guarding Yang Jiongzi's house, which can break all evil spells. He felt clear in his heart and said with a smile: "There are many troubles for fellow Taoists. I dare to ask if there is a dragon-subduing tree growing nearby, and who has the ten thousand-year dragon-subduing fruit?"
I can trade big bucks.”
When she heard about the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit, Zhang Chuxue breathed a sigh of relief. This Yuanying monk was not here to hunt her down. She turned back and glanced at the entrance of the cave: "Senior, what is the use of searching for the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit?"
Zhao Weiwei didn't like Zhang Chuxue's coquettish look, and said coldly: "We have a recipe for elixir, and we need the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit as a primer. If you have the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit, I can exchange it for a magic weapon or a spiritual stone."
There was no murderous intent in Yang Jiong and he spoke kindly. Zhang Chuxue gradually felt relieved and took a few steps closer to Yang Jiong. There was an inexplicable attraction about Yang Jiong that made her want to get closer involuntarily, even though this man was so ugly.
She absorbed a large amount of essence from the two Nascent Soul monks, Hall Master Zeman and Hall Master Hero, as well as several Golden Core monks from the Twilight City. Her cultivation progressed rapidly until she reached the late Golden Core stage, only one step away from the Nascent Soul realm.
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Since Yang Jiong is not the person being pursued, he may be a hermit. At this time, she needs the Yuanying monk to provide her with essence. This ugly Yuanying monk in front of her is undoubtedly a help in times of need and comes just in time.
The only fly in the ointment was that the woman next to this man was too beautiful, a few points better than herself. Zhang Chuxue thought that she had already mastered her charm skills, and she might be able to catch the eye of this man.
The closer she got to Yang Jiong, the more she marveled in her heart: "What a powerful aura of essence! If you suck his essence, I don't think you can surpass the early stage of Nascent Soul."
She practices special skills and has a strong sense of the aura of a man, especially the sense of essence, energy and blood, which is far beyond that of ordinary people. She exerts her charming skills at full strength, and her movements are graceful.
She said confidently: "Senior, I wish I had come a little earlier. Unfortunately, I just ate a Ten Thousand Years Dragon Fruit. Maybe the fruit still has medicinal power, and I can transfer the essence of spiritual power to you."
"Bring it to me? How?"
Zhang Chuxue's red lips were slightly raised, the tip of her tongue rolled around the edge of her lips and she said, "Of course I'll give it to you with my mouth."
Zhao Weiwei was so embarrassed that she cursed angrily: "Shameless thing."
Zhang Chuxue saw that Yang Jiong had no intention of blaming her, and there was a hint of novelty in her eyes. She was secretly proud that men always like novelty, and she made the right move. She had met countless men in Wuyou City and knew the nature of men very well.
, there is not one person in a million who can sit still in front of her charm.