"The fruits on the trees are all green fruits, how long will it take to grow into red fruits?"

Tang Haoran took a look at it, he is now a Divine Realm cultivator, eating green fruits has no effect, it is indeed a waste, Red Fruits can make the Divine Realm unconditionally promoted to the next level, he can use it, but unfortunately there is no one on the tree.

"About seventeen years. ”

The Black Wind Eagle stretched out its claws and gestured.

"So long. ”

Tang Haoran was a little disappointed, forget it, pick a few green fruits and bring them back to the little beauty, Xia Mo'er and Qin Mengru are all true qi realms, which is suitable for them to eat.

"Master, there is also a great miracle about this treasure tree, sitting under the tree and meditating, maybe you will have unexpected feelings. ”

The golden eagle said.

"What will you feel?"

Tang Haoran is not very interested, the inheritance against the sky in his mind is all-encompassing, does he still need to understand anything?

"To suit the person, the same is to sit under the tree to feel, some people harvest amazingly, some people have nothing, the small one once felt the mystery of the wind blowing the leaves under the tree, and then created a set of flying techniques, the speed increased by two times. Master, you are wise and martial, and you will definitely be able to obtain more and stronger mysteries. ”

The golden eagle explained, and at the end, he also slapped a sycophant by the way.

"Is it so powerful, I'll try. ”

Qing Xuan listened to the golden eagle's magic, and took the lead in sitting cross-legged under the tree, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, looking meditative and enlightened.

"Damn, you're welcome. ”

Tang Haoran was idle and bored, sitting next to the little beauty.

The golden eagle fluttered its wings and flew away.

Tang Haoran withdrew his thoughts from the little beauty, and carefully comprehended this towering treasure tree, like a spirit animal, a spirit tree like Xuelu Chaoxia, which also has spiritual sense.

Although this kind of spiritual consciousness does not form a living spirit, if you perceive it carefully, it can still form a very wonderful communication.

Tang Haoran sat upright under the tree, his body and divine thoughts seemed to be integrated into the factors of the Snow Dew Morning Xia Treasure Tree, as if flesh and spirit, suddenly, formed a strange connection with this treasure tree, although this connection was not flesh and blood, but it was more mysterious than the feeling of flesh and blood.

Gradually, he fell into a deep meditation, becoming completely one with the Treasure Tree and the surrounding heaven and earth.

This feeling made him refreshed and benefited a lot, especially the cultivation of his mental strength.

Time passed quietly, and Tang Haoran was like an old monk who had settled down, entering a state of forgetting things and me.

I don't know how long it took, when he suddenly opened his eyes, he saw a round of morning sun breaking through the clouds and rising.

"You're finally awake. ”

Qing Xuan was sitting on a fork of a tree, shaking a pair of slender legs boredly, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Tang Haoran wake up.

"Time flies, it's been a whole day. ”

Tang Haoran smiled slightly, looked up at the little beauty, and couldn't help but light up his eyes, the little beauty's sitting posture was so good, a pair of snow-white dazzling beautiful legs were shaking diagonally above his head, and the alluring spring light was in full view, which stimulated his nosebleeds.

"It's seven days, okay?"

Qing Xuan rolled her eyes, thinking that this guy's cultivation had gone mad.

"Seven days! Is that a long time?"

Tang Haoran was stunned, he didn't expect so much time to pass, but his eyes seemed to be glued to the infinite allure of the little beauty.

"Bastard, where are you looking?"

Qing Xuan noticed the young man's fiery gaze, but she was ashamed, and hurriedly jumped down with her legs tight.

Tang Haoran stretched out his hand to take the little beauty in his arms, met the fiery face, and asked ambiguously, "Little baby, didn't you deliberately sit there to show your master?"

"I, I don't have it, let go, my second uncle is also there." ”

Qing Xuan was about to explode in shame.

"What are you afraid of, they are far away and can't see it, let the master hug it for a while. ”

was all in his arms, how could Tang Haoran be willing to let go, and it took half an hour before Tang Haoran stopped his shameless movements.

Qing Xuan kicked Tang Haoran hard, but she was more shy in her heart, but she didn't have much anger, she was now a little used to it, both mentally and physically.

"Luo Lao, come up. ”

Tang Haoran shouted at Luo Wuya and the others halfway up the mountain.

Soon, Luo Wuya, the ruthless old man, the broken water flow and Qingqiu flew over.

When they saw the treasure tree up close, they were all shocked.

It was the Golden Eagle who brought them over, and told them that Tang Haoran and Qing Xuan were in retreat and cultivation, and they were not allowed to get close, so the four of them had been guarding halfway up the mountain.

"Don't you see the old eagle?"

Tang Haoran looked around, but he didn't see the golden eagle.

"The golden eagle brought us that day, and then flew away, never coming back. ”

Luo Wuya said.

As he spoke, a long roar sounded in the air, and then a huge golden figure pierced through the sky, who else would it be if it wasn't the golden eagle.

Between breaths, the golden eagle flew close and landed slowly.

"Golden eagle, what are you carrying? Are you ready to move?"

Tang Haoran saw that the golden eagle was carrying more than a dozen Qiankun bags, thinking that the old eagle had packed up his things and planned to follow him.

These Qiankun bags are the same as those carried by the martial artists of the Immortal Void Realm, and the volume is relatively small, about three or five square meters to more than ten square meters in size, which is far from comparable to Tang Haoran's space ancient ring.

"Master, these days of your retreat, I have walked around and collected some spiritual weapons, magic weapons, elixirs and other resources for you, all of which are in these bags. ”

The golden eagle said in an extremely respectful tone.

"Not bad, good work, Golden Eagle. ”

Tang Haoran was overjoyed, and hurriedly took the Qiankun bag, opened it and saw that it was full of spiritual weapons, spiritual herbs, and elixirs, among which there were ten bags of high-grade spirit crystals, each bag was full of 10,000 pieces.

These treasures, if he were to look for them, he would definitely not find so many in ten days and a half months.

"When we go out, the master will reward you with a drop of essence blood. ”

Tang Haoran was moved, patted the old eagle's head, solemnly promised, and then with a thought, he sent all the Qiankun bags into the ancient ring.

"Thank you hosts. ”

The golden eagle's excited eyes lit up, and he crawled at Tang Haoran's feet. If you refine a drop of the boy's anti-heaven essence blood, it will definitely awaken again, and it will have a reborn evolution.

This scene shocked Luo Wuya and the others again, although they had already heard Qing Xuan talk about how Tang Haoran tamed the golden eagle, but seeing the golden eagle so docile and obedient to Tang Haoran with their own eyes, their hearts still shook.

"Golden Eagle, I heard that there is a shocking demon sealed in the Burial Immortal Valley?"

Tang Haoran put all the Qiankun bags into the ancient ring, and there was another matter.

The golden eagle's surprised expression froze on his face, and then, in a rather jealous tone, he said: "Master, there is indeed a shocking demon sealed in the depths of the Burial Immortal Valley, but it can't be approached there at all, otherwise there will be no place to bury!"

(End of chapter)