Today, the ginseng tree has grown into a huge giant tree, with a diameter of more than five meters. The branches are vigorous, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and they go straight into the clouds.

However, unlike other trees, such a huge tree does not bear many fruits, and the total number of ginseng fruits is only one hundred and eight ginseng fruits.

The small ginseng fruit, with all four limbs, clear facial features, crossed knees and chest, like a fetus still in the mother's womb. A thin vine sticks out from the top of the ginseng fruit and hangs on a branch. The golden ginseng fruit is not large, only the size of a baby's fist, hidden among the dense branches and leaves, looming, looking like a naughty child.

Every time he looked at the ginseng fruit tree in front of him, Ling Bing couldn't help but think of the fertility room in the city fortress. The small ginseng fruit is so similar to those conceived in an artificial womb. It's just that when the fetus in the artificial womb arrives at the time, it will ripen and fall and be born naturally, but the ginseng fruit will always be just a ginseng fruit and will not become a living baby.

However, the strange thing is that these ginseng fruits have been hanging on the tree for decades, and it stands to reason that they have matured for a long time. However, these ripe ginseng fruits neither fall nor wither, but remain in the best condition at the moment of ripeness and hang on the tree.

"Hmm~"

There was another tingling pain in her head, so that Ling Bing couldn't think about anything else, she sat cross-legged under the tree, and as soon as she flipped her hand, a small jade bottle appeared in her palm. The small jade bottle contains the Soul Shaping Pill, which is dedicated to the elixir used to repair the soul of the Yuan Infant and above.

But before she could pour out the pill and take it, suddenly, on the ginseng fruit tree, a golden ginseng fruit suddenly fell down and happened to land on Ling Bing's open palm.

"Huh?"

Seeing the ginseng fruit that fell on the palm of his hand, Ling Bing suddenly raised his head and accurately captured the position where this ginseng fruit was originally hanging.

I saw that on the vine where the ginseng fruit was originally located, a small white bud quickly grew. The buds are in full bloom, then the petals wither, and then, where the petals wither, a small green fruit appears.

The same limbs are complete, like a fetus in the womb. It's just that the facial features are not very clear because the fruit is still too small.

On the whole ginseng fruit tree, there is still no more, no less, still one hundred and eight ginseng fruits.

"You're going to let me eat this fruit?"

Ling Bing raised the ginseng fruit in his hand and looked at the ginseng fruit tree in surprise.

The ginseng fruit tree in front of her, the branches and leaves were windless, and she didn't make any sound, but a clear thought came to her consciousness.

"Can it repair my divine soul power, can it restore me to my best condition in no time, is it more effective than the elixir in my hand?"

Ling Bing had long known that the ginseng fruit tree, which was the spiritual root of heaven and earth, must have amazing effects, but she didn't expect that the ginseng fruit tree would actually take the initiative to send its own fruit to her. Aren't those spirits of plants and trees who have become conscious the most afraid of being eaten by humans and beasts?

"Will eating your fruit have any bad effect on you?"

Ling Bing groaned slightly and asked.

Moved by the self-dedication of the ginseng fruit tree, Ling Bing really needed to recover quickly, and he didn't want to refuse. It's just that before taking it, she still wants to be sure of the importance of these ginseng fruits to the ginseng fruit tree. After all, the ginseng fruit tree is now one of the most important aborigines in her creation world, and she doesn't want to dry up and fish, because a fruit shakes the root of the ginseng fruit tree, and it is not worth it. After all, there is more than one way to restore the power of the divine soul, and she also has an elixir.

"No effect! As long as you don't eat more than half of your fruit at once, it won't hurt you!"

Receiving the thoughts from his consciousness, Ling Bing was relieved.

No longer pretentious, Ling Bing put the fruit in his hand like a baby to his lips.

With a light bite, the golden yellow juice with a rich aroma immediately pours into the mouth. The juice is not sweet, but has a fresh grassy scent, and as soon as you enter your mouth, it immediately flows down your throat. No matter how Ling Bing chewed, the juice in the whole fruit would automatically gush out and pour into Ling Bing's mouth. By the time Ling Bing realized it, there was only a thin peel left in the ginseng fruit in his hand.

Ling Bing didn't think about it, and subconsciously stuffed the peel in his hand into his mouth.

"Hmm~"

In less than ten seconds, a huge amount of energy suddenly rose from the abdomen and went straight to the limbs and brain. The original throbbing pain in the head, after this energy poured into the brain, the original throbbing pain immediately disappeared like snow into an oil pot. At the same time, a feeling of extreme comfort swept through her entire consciousness, causing him to moan softly involuntarily.

The divine soul energy "brushed" from the bottom to the bottom, and suddenly became almost overflowing. Quietly, an identical Ling Bing stepped out of Ling Bing's body and stood quietly beside Ling Bing.

This is Ling Bing's primordial god clone.

Originally, the clone that was blown up by Uncle Chen's sword because he saved the fog demon needed to be cultivated for at least a year before it could be condensed again, but under the huge divine soul energy of the ginseng fruit, it left the body again in less than half a day. Looking at its state, it was even more condensed than before Ling Bing was defeated.

The ginseng fruit really deserves to be the most extreme heaven and earth spiritual root, and this one alone will restore Ling Bing to its best state.

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In the Hua Yi District, the figure of a young woman quietly appeared in the genital area.

The woman had long hair and a shawl, and was wearing a wide white robe, looking at the style of her clothes, the wide robe and long sleeves, quite ancient, quite similar to the robes worn by the cultivators of the Fengyun Continent.

Standing at the door of the genital area, the woman involuntarily reached out and stroked her abdomen. On closer inspection, even the wide robe could not hide the woman's already bulging abdomen. This is a pregnant woman who is pregnant with Rokka. However, there was not the slightest joy in her eyes that looked into her abdomen that she was about to become a mother. On the contrary, a pair of bright eyes are full of disgust and hatred.

The bright red lips were gently hooked, and the woman raised her head slightly. The hair receded, revealing the woman's beautiful and delicate face. If Ling Bing was here, he would definitely recognize at a glance that this woman was the culprit who caused the death of the original flower Jiujiu in the first place-Lei Yi.

Today, the ginseng tree has grown into a huge giant tree, with a diameter of more than five meters. The branches are vigorous, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and they go straight into the clouds.

However, unlike other trees, such a huge tree does not bear many fruits, and the total number of ginseng fruits is only one hundred and eight ginseng fruits.

The small ginseng fruit, with all four limbs, clear facial features, crossed knees and chest, like a fetus still in the mother's womb. A thin vine sticks out from the top of the ginseng fruit and hangs on a branch. The golden ginseng fruit is not large, only the size of a baby's fist, hidden among the dense branches and leaves, looming, looking like a naughty child.

Every time he looked at the ginseng fruit tree in front of him, Ling Bing couldn't help but think of the fertility room in the city fortress. The small ginseng fruit is so similar to those conceived in an artificial womb. It's just that when the fetus in the artificial womb arrives at the time, it will ripen and fall and be born naturally, but the ginseng fruit will always be just a ginseng fruit and will not become a living baby.

However, the strange thing is that these ginseng fruits have been hanging on the tree for decades, and it stands to reason that they have matured for a long time. However, these ripe ginseng fruits neither fall nor wither, but remain in the best condition at the moment of ripeness and hang on the tree.

"Hmm~"

There was another tingling pain in her head, so that Ling Bing couldn't think about anything else, she sat cross-legged under the tree, and as soon as she flipped her hand, a small jade bottle appeared in her palm. The small jade bottle contains the Soul Shaping Pill, which is dedicated to the elixir used to repair the soul of the Yuan Infant and above.

But before she could pour out the pill and take it, suddenly, on the ginseng fruit tree, a golden ginseng fruit suddenly fell down and happened to land on Ling Bing's open palm.

"Huh?"

Seeing the ginseng fruit that fell on the palm of his hand, Ling Bing suddenly raised his head and accurately captured the position where this ginseng fruit was originally hanging.

I saw that on the vine where the ginseng fruit was originally located, a small white bud quickly grew. The buds are in full bloom, then the petals wither, and then, where the petals wither, a small green fruit appears.

The same limbs are complete, like a fetus in the womb. It's just that the facial features are not very clear because the fruit is still too small.

On the whole ginseng fruit tree, there is still no more, no less, still one hundred and eight ginseng fruits.

"You're going to let me eat this fruit?"

Ling Bing raised the ginseng fruit in his hand and looked at the ginseng fruit tree in surprise.

The ginseng fruit tree in front of her, the branches and leaves were windless, and she didn't make any sound, but a clear thought came to her consciousness.

"Can it repair my divine soul power, can it restore me to my best condition in no time, is it more effective than the elixir in my hand?"

Ling Bing had long known that the ginseng fruit tree, which was the spiritual root of heaven and earth, must have amazing effects, but she didn't expect that the ginseng fruit tree would actually take the initiative to send its own fruit to her. Aren't those spirits of plants and trees who have become conscious the most afraid of being eaten by humans and beasts?

"Will eating your fruit have any bad effect on you?"

Ling Bing groaned slightly and asked.

Moved by the self-dedication of the ginseng fruit tree, Ling Bing really needed to recover quickly, and he didn't want to refuse. It's just that before taking it, she still wants to be sure of the importance of these ginseng fruits to the ginseng fruit tree. After all, the ginseng fruit tree is now one of the most important aborigines in her creation world, and she doesn't want to dry up and fish, because a fruit shakes the root of the ginseng fruit tree, and it is not worth it. After all, there is more than one way to restore the power of the divine soul, and she also has an elixir.

"No effect! As long as you don't eat more than half of your fruit at once, it won't hurt you!"

Receiving the thoughts from his consciousness, Ling Bing was relieved.

No longer pretentious, Ling Bing put the fruit in his hand like a baby to his lips.

With a light bite, the golden yellow juice with a rich aroma immediately pours into the mouth. The juice is not sweet, but has a fresh grassy scent, and as soon as you enter your mouth, it immediately flows down your throat. No matter how Ling Bing chewed, the juice in the whole fruit would automatically gush out and pour into Ling Bing's mouth. By the time Ling Bing realized it, there was only a thin peel left in the ginseng fruit in his hand.

Ling Bing didn't think about it, and subconsciously stuffed the peel in his hand into his mouth.

"Hmm~"

In less than ten seconds, a huge amount of energy suddenly rose from the abdomen and went straight to the limbs and brain. The original throbbing pain in the head, after this energy poured into the brain, the original throbbing pain immediately disappeared like snow into an oil pot. At the same time, a feeling of extreme comfort swept through her entire consciousness, causing him to moan softly involuntarily.