Chapter 1,194 Spirit Infant Fruit Tree and Blood Dragon Fruit Tree
The void twisted and deformed, making a harsh sound of breaking through the air.
After an earth-shattering loud noise, Wang Qingshan and Wang Tianwen returned to reality.
The third-level phantom moth realized something was wrong, flapped its wings and flew into the distance.
At this moment, a dot of white light appeared above its head, and it suddenly turned into a giant white hand several feet long. It reached down and grabbed the phantom moth.
The phantom moth opened its mouth and spit out a stream of cyan flames, hitting the big white hand, and the aura of the big white hand flickered continuously.
There was a loud sound breaking through the air, and a green sword energy hundreds of feet long fell from the sky, cutting the big white hand and the Phantom Moth in half.
A loud "chichi" sound broke through the air, and dense silver wind blades shot out, piercing the bodies of other phantom moths.
Phantom moths fell from mid-air one after another, motionless.
Wang Qingshan put away the Green Lotus Sword, and in a flash, he appeared next to the corpse of the third-level Phantom Moth. He squatted down and found a blue ball as big as an egg from the corpse.
He remembered that Wang Ruyan raised two blue-eyed cold silkworms. The demon elixir of the Phantom Moth might be helpful for the blue-eyed cold silkworms to advance.
There was a sudden deafening roar from the front, and a huge red mushroom cloud lit up high in the sky.
Wang Qingshan and Wang Tianwen were startled and walked forward quickly.
A secluded courtyard with a three-story blue pavilion in the center and an acre of spiritual field. A pale white light curtain covers the three acres of spiritual field.
There are two two-foot-high fruit trees in the spiritual field. A light green fruit tree hangs eight green fruits. The shape of the green fruits resembles mini babies. A blood-colored fruit tree hangs more than a dozen bloody fruits. There is a mini baby on the surface of the fruit. Dragon pattern.
The green fruit tree is the Lingying fruit tree. It blooms for a thousand years, bears fruit for a thousand years, and matures after another thousand years. Taking the Lingying fruit while alive can increase the chance of having a baby by 10%. If it is refined into the Infant Transformation Pill, the effect will be even better. The blood-colored fruit tree is a blood dragon. Fruit trees can be used to refine blood dragon pills, strengthen the blood of dragon spirit beasts, and help advance.
There were white flame patterns on the surface of the white light curtain. The colorful spells hit the white light curtain and disappeared, as if they were like a sea of mud.
A sturdy young man in a golden shirt, a kind-faced old man in red robe, and a middle-aged Taoist nun with an indifferent expression were frantically attacking the white light curtain. The white light curtain shook violently, and the white flames on the surface flickered.
"Work harder, someone came over and killed the phantom moth I worked so hard to cultivate. If we don't hurry up, we'll be in trouble when others arrive."
The old man in red robe frowned and said.
"It's too late, they've already arrived."
The young man in golden shirt frowned, turned around, and looked out of the yard.
"Since the two fellow Taoists are here, why are they hiding and not even daring to come out to see them?"
With a flash of green light, Wang Qingshan and Wang Tianwen appeared, their expressions indifferent.
Wang Qingshan's eyes lit up when he saw the Yingling Fruit Tree and the Blood Dragon Fruit Tree.
If these two fruit trees are brought back to Qinglian Island, they will definitely enhance the family heritage.
The Wang family has obtained the secret technique of cultivating dragons. With the blood dragon fruit tree, the Wang family can refine the bleeding dragon pill and cultivate several third-level dragons to further enhance the family's heritage.
With the Infant Spirit Fruit Tree in hand, the Wang family can continuously cultivate their own Nascent Soul cultivators.
"It's you, fellow Daoist Wang."
The young man in golden shirt frowned and his face became serious.
If it were other pill-forming monks, they would kill him without saying a word. If it were Wang Qingshan, they would have to worry about it.
"We want these two fruit trees, and we can give you a piece of fruit. Which of you is in favor and who is against?"
Wang Qingshan squinted his eyes and said, the opponent has two people with seventh level of alchemy and one with ninth level of alchemy.
Judging from their clothes, they were mostly casual cultivators. To be cautious, Wang Qingshan did not go on a killing spree, but planned to subdue the enemy without a fight and use gentle means to solve the problem.
Unless absolutely necessary, Wang Qingshan did not want to provoke his enemies, lest he cause big trouble to the family.
"Hmph, this is the Central Plains Cultivation Realm, not the South China Sea. You just want two fruit trees? That's too much."
The old man in red robe snorted and said with a frown.
"What about you! Is that what you mean too?"
Wang Qingshan's face turned cold and he said with a half-smile.
"I am the fifth disciple of Master Yuyang. I want two Spirit Infant Fruits. The fruit trees can be given to Fellow Daoist Wang."
The young man in golden shirt thought for a moment and said this.
Wang Qingshan's reputation was too great, so he didn't dare to fight Wang Qingshan, and he didn't want to leave just like that.
"I just want a Spirit Infant Fruit."
The middle-aged Taoist nun is only at the seventh level of elixir formation. If she really takes action, she may become the soul of Wang Qingshan's sword.
The face of the old man in red robe became ugly. He also wanted to encourage the other two people to deal with Wang Qingshan, but he did not expect that they were unwilling to take action. He rolled his eyes, smiled coquettishly, and said: "Since the two fellow Taoists have said so , I just want one Spirit Infant Fruit and one Blood Dragon Fruit."
"Okay, as long as you keep your promise, I can let you leave. If you play tricks, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword."
As soon as Wang Qingshan finished speaking, countless phantoms of cyan flying swords suddenly appeared around him. The sound of swords roared loudly, and the phantoms of cyan flying swords suddenly materialized, turning into a huge cyan sword dragon and pounced towards the white light screen.
The silver jade pen in Wang Tianwen's hand shone brightly, and when he drew towards the void, the void seemed to be torn apart and twisted.
There was a flash of silver light, and a silver sword light more than a hundred feet long flew out and slashed towards the white light curtain.
The young man in golden shirt looked wary, while the old man in red robe and the middle-aged Taoist nun controlled the magic weapon to attack the white light screen.
Boom!
The white light curtain suddenly shattered after an earth-shattering loud noise.
The young man in the golden shirt kept his promise and picked two Spirit Infant Fruits. The old man in red robe and the middle-aged Taoist nun also picked one Spirit Infant Fruit. The old man in red robe picked an extra Blood Dragon Fruit, and the three of them left here in a hurry.
Wang Tianwen breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried about a fight!
Wang Qingshan and Wang Tianwen carefully dug up the soil, dug out the roots of two fruit trees, and put them into storage beads.
"Tianwen, do you know why I didn't kill them?"
Wang Qingshan asked solemnly.
Wang Tianwen thought for a while and said: "If you can't help it, don't do it. There is heaven and there are people outside the world. You can't be too arrogant."
"I'm very happy that you can understand this. Well, we have gained a lot. Let's leave here! It's better to leave here as soon as possible."
After getting two fruit trees, one of which was the Lingying Fruit Tree, Wang Qingshan didn't want to stay any longer and planned to leave here immediately.
No matter how much wealth there is, one has to live to enjoy it. His gains are not small. He is already very satisfied and plans to leave here as soon as possible.
Half a quarter of an hour later, they returned to the foot of the mountain. The four Alchemy Formation monks who were originally guarding the foot of the mountain were nowhere to be found.
Wang Qingshan didn't think much about it. As long as they didn't hinder him, he didn't bother to care about other people.
