Chapter 328: Thousand-Year Xuanhong Spirit Fruit
"Fourth Elder, be careful!"
Sima Chongtian was thinking about how to open Mo Tong's mouth and retrieve all the elixirs when he suddenly heard two exclamations in his ears.
Be careful? Be careful of what?
Sima Chongtian was puzzled and was about to ask, but he quickly felt the source of the crisis.
It's the ink pupil, who was beaten half to death by Sima Chongtian, and only has half a trace of breath!
With a strong sense of crisis, a purple sword light appeared out of thin air. In the sword light, there was an aura that made Sima Chongtian feel terrified.
Sima Chongtian didn't understand what was going on, but subconsciously told him to throw away the ink pupil!
Silk!
The sword light swept in front of him, and Sima Chongtian retreated with all his might, and his heart palpitated.
"You...... You're not injured? No, did you pretend to be injured just now?" Sima Chongtian saw Mo Tong standing not far from him as if he wasn't injured, and his eyes almost kicked off. Sima Chongtian felt his head dizzy, and his eyes were hallucinating.
"Hurt, of course I'm hurt! You're very strong, I was almost beaten by you just now......" The Kaitian summoned by the ink pupil had already withdrawn the Extreme Paradise, and the free hand was grasping a large handful of elixir, which was constantly sending it into his mouth. In just one sentence, Mo Tong ate three more elixirs, and they were all hundred-year-old elixirs.
There was no way around this, Sima Chongtian's attack was too powerful, and Mo Tong had to take a large amount of elixir to speed up his body's recovery. In just a quarter of an hour after being beaten by Sima Chongtian just now, Mo Tong swallowed dozens of elixirs, and even Mo Tong felt that he was too extravagant.
"Little bastard, you eat my elixir again, hand over my elixir quickly, maybe I'll leave you a whole corpse!" Sima Chongtian saw that Mo Tong was actually gnawing on the elixir again, and the anger that had just been suppressed erupted again!
"You don't have to make a move, just don't let this little bastard run! I keep his five legs today, it's really hard to vent the hatred in my heart!" Seeing that the two Heavenly Spirit disciples were about to make a move, Sima Chongtian immediately shouted, and angrily rushed towards Mo Tong with another punch.
"Fourth Elder, then you have to be careful, this kid is weird!"
Seeing that Sima Chongtian was so insistent for two days, the spirit disciples were not easy to disobey, so they only kindly reminded them and stood aside to prevent Mo Tong from suddenly escaping.
"Old thing! I just let you beat up, and the matter of me picking a few elixirs from you is also settled! Do you still want to do it?" Mo Tong condensed his aura and met it with a punch.
Rumble!
The difference between Mo Tong's strength and Sima Chongtian's strength was too far, and he was blasted out with a punch.
"Rip it off, grass you little bastard! You think beautifully! Destroy my medicine field, you will die a hundred times, don't even think about flattening a thousand times!" Sima Chong jumped up violently, strode forward, and punched out with all his might, eager to blow up the ink pupil with one punch!
The medicinal fields accumulated by the Sima family for hundreds of years fell into Mo Tong's mouth, but they became several elixirs. After destroying the medicine field, he naively thought that he could be flattened by being beaten violently, how could Sima Chongtian endure it?
Burning Sky Flowing Cloud Fist!!
This time, Sima Chongtian was completely enraged, the shadow disk was empty, his five fingers turned over the sky, his breath was chaotic, and the aura around him was surging crazily!
"Oh no! that kid is looking for death, and this time he really angered the four elders!"
"It's over, that kid really can't survive this time! The fourth elder actually used his nirvana spirit technique, even a quasi-true spirit powerhouse like the patriarch has to be afraid of a few points of spiritual skills, and he is afraid that there will be no scum left!"
The two Heavenly Spirit disciples looked moved, and for a moment they couldn't help but worry about Mo Tong. Of course, what the two of them were really worried about was whether the patriarch would hold them accountable if Mo Tong was really killed by Sima Chongtian.
"It's so strong, is this a heaven-level spiritual skill?" Mo Tong's heart tightened, and he felt Sima Chongtian's powerful momentum, and his heart began to retreat.
Descend the dragon and earth spirit armor!
Star Dome Shield!
Open the sky!
Mo Tong held the sky in his hand, and only then did he feel that Sima Chongtian's pressure on him had weakened a little.
Rumble!
The strength of Sima Chongtian's punch was far beyond Mo Tong's imagination, and he smashed Mo Tong into the soil nearly a hundred years deep. The ground of the entire elixir garden shook violently, and patches of soil were turned up. The aura of the riot was constantly tearing apart everything on the ground, and the surface of the ground instantly turned into a thick layer of gravel and dust.
Outside the hundred zhang where the two Heavenly Spirit disciples were forced out of the battle circle, Sima Chongtian's powerful aura erupted from the sky made both of them feel terrified outside the battle.
The power of Sima Chongtian's punch brings people a strong visual and sensory shock!
Sizzle!
"Huhu...... Ahh......h
Under normal circumstances, Sima Chongtian would only use such a nirvana unless he encountered an extremely strong opponent. The power of the Burning Sky Flowing Cloud Fist is extremely great, but the aura consumed is also several times that of an ordinary heaven-level spiritual skill, and Sima Chongtian is quite cautious about using such a nirvana spiritual skill. It's just that today made Mo Tong dizzy, and as soon as Sima Chongtian saw Mo Tong gnawing on his elixir, he couldn't wait to blow Mo Tong up with one punch!
The ink pupil was hit as he wished, and it seemed that there was no chance of survival. But when Sima Chongtian fell back to the ground and gasped for breath, he was shocked to find that his fist was bleeding non-stop.
Hiss!
Sima Chongtian couldn't help but gasp when he saw the injury clearly! But seeing that his right hand was centered on his middle finger, he didn't know when it was torn open a deep wound. The wound was so deep that it stretched between the middle fingers to the end of the little arm, and to put it bluntly, a hand was cut in two.
How so?
Purple light, it must be that purple light!
Sima Chongtian quickly thought of a purple light shot towards the ink pupil, and Sima Chongtian didn't care at all at that time, confident that the "Burning Sky Flowing Cloud Fist" was enough to disperse all attacks.
"Fourth Elder, your hand ......" The two Heavenly Spirit disciples came back to their senses from Sima Chongtian's punch, and soon saw Sima Chongtian's forked right hand again, and exclaimed in surprise.
"It's okay! You go and see, is that little bastard dead and breathable! He seems to have a sharp weapon on his body, and he didn't prevent his secret plan before he died!" Sima Chongtian's left hand fingers flew like a few spiritual points, and after stopping the blood, he hurriedly took out a small medicine bottle and poured out some medicine powder on the wound, and tore off a large piece of clothing to bandage the wound.
However, Sima Chongtian's face was a little pale, far from his previous charm. This is because of a large amount of blood loss from the wound on his arm, and the second is because "Burning Sky Flowing Cloud Fist" consumes his aura too severely, and the whole person looks a little sluggish, a little less energetic, and a little more angry.
"Wait...... Why is there such a strong aura in the ground all of a sudden? This fragrance ...... Is it?"
The two Heavenly Spirit disciples were about to jump into the bottom of the cave to search for the bones of the ink pupil, but Sima Chongtian suddenly stopped them again.
The two Heavenly Spirit Masters looked back at Du Sima Chongtian's expression, and at this time, they suddenly became strange, both puzzled and shocked, and they were quickly replaced by ecstasy.
The two of them didn't have to wonder for long, because they soon smelled a medicinal aroma wafting from under the deep hole that Sima Chongtian had punched.
Elixir!
The hearts of the two Heavenly Spirit disciples also began to beat violently, and the rich medicinal fragrance made the whole person feel fluttering when they smelled it, and their spirits were uplifted.
"Haha...... God lives up to my Sima Chongtian, although there is no medicine field, but I have found a rare elixir. No wonder my clan's medicinal fields are different from those elsewhere, it turns out that there is a rare-grade elixir growing underneath!" Sima Chongtian laughed in ecstasy, and rushed towards the deep hole that Mo Tong had been driven into as fast as he could.
It is said that Mo Tong was knocked to the ground by Sima Chongtian's "Burning Sky Flowing Cloud Fist", and the bones of his body were constantly squeezed, almost crushed by the powerful impact. The strong empathy made Mo Tong dizzy for a while, and all the bones in his body were shattered.
What a terrifying punch! If it weren't for the fact that Kaitian had canceled out a large part of his spiritual power, Mo Tong wondered if he would have been beaten into mist at that moment just now.
The powerful spiritual power made the ink pupil keep drilling deep into the ground, one zhang, two zhang...... Ten zhang, twenty zhang......
Bang!
It wasn't until Mo Tong's body hit a stone slab that Sima Chongtian's fist strength was neutralized.
Wow...... Burst......
Mo Tong vomited a mouthful of blood in pain, and the slightest movement of his body would involve the injury, and he almost fainted in pain.
"It's a big game now!I didn't expect Sima Chongtian, this old guy to be so powerful, I regret that I shouldn't be so careless!" Mo Tong's heart moved, and several elixirs flew out of Polar Paradise and fell into his mouth, but his heart regretted it all the time.
In the moment just now, Mo Tong felt the breath of death, and almost died under Sima Chongtian's fist. But now it's not dead, and it's not far from death. In a short period of time, Mo Tong has lost his ability to fight, and the severity of his injuries is far beyond Mo Tong's expectations, and it is estimated that it will take half a day at the earliest, based on his physique.
In half a day, Sima Chongtian and the others from the Sima family would give Mo Tong half a day? This is obviously impossible! Is it really going to fall here?
Wow...... Wow......
Just as Mo Tong was remorseful, Lucky, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly jumped up and screamed excitedly.
Is there a Lingbao around here?
Mo Tong was puzzled, and communicated with Lucky again, and finally got the information that there was a spirit treasure about a foot next to Mo Tong. The level of this spiritual treasure is still extremely high, and the only thing that can make Lucky so excited is probably the rare elixir that he encountered in the secluded forest of Qingzong.
Could it be that there is a rare elixir here?
Luck rushes in a hurry, and based on the trust in luck all along, it never judges that it misses.
That's it, anyway, now I'm just sitting and waiting for death, just fight again! If there is really a rare elixir, maybe there will be a miracle.
Open the sky!
Mo Tong couldn't move his hands and feet anymore, so he could only use his spiritual sense to control the open sky with difficulty, aiming at the rock that was suspected to have a spiritual treasure and digging. Mo Tong's current strength, using spiritual sense to operate the spirit sword, still seems a little jerky. However, with the sharpness of Kaitian, only digging about a foot of rock, Mo Tong can barely do it.
Rumble!
It is really overkill to dig rocks with open sky, and cutting rocks is like cutting tofu. When digging to a depth of one foot, there was a bang on the ground, and a huge amount of spiritual energy rushed out, and it felt as if it had dug into a spring, and a large amount of spiritual energy was sprayed at the ink pupil.
A large amount of pure aura washed over Mo Tong's seriously injured body, and the pain was greatly reduced, and Mo Tong only wanted to moan comfortably.
"Rare elixir, really rare elixir!" Mo Tong's eyes could no longer leave, staring at him not far in front of him.
A yellowish cloud of gas enveloped a small tree, only an inch tall, with twenty-two yellow-green leaves supporting a small red fruit the size of a thumb. The small red fruit was constantly spitting out a trace of yellow gas, looking as if people were cultivating spirits, and the whole looked full of movement and a sense of life.
"Xuanhong Spirit Fruit!One leaf is one hundred years old, twenty-two leaves, this is a two-thousand-two-hundred-year-old Xuanhong Spirit Fruit!" Mo Pupil's heart almost jumped out of his throat, he didn't expect to encounter the legendary Xuanhong Spirit Fruit in such a situation!
It is rumored that the Xuanhong Spirit Fruit for more than a thousand years is the world's first-class healing elixir, which can not only build muscle and make blood, but also restore life to a person who is about to die in a short period of time. In fact, these are not Mo Pupil's heart, what really makes Mo Pupil's heart move is that taking the Xuanhong Spirit Fruit for more than a thousand years will give him the opportunity to cultivate into an immortal body.
That's right, it's a chance to cultivate into an immortal body! You may not be able to cultivate it, but you have a chance to have an immortal body. If such a Xuanhong Spirit Fruit is unearthed, it will definitely cause all the powerhouses in the spiritual cultivation world to compete for it. The temptation of the immortal body is difficult for a person to resist no matter how high his cultivation is.
Mo Tong has now cultivated into a true Daoless body, and he is only one step away from an immortal body. If this Xuanhong Spirit Fruit was swallowed, Mo Tong had a strong premonition that it was very likely that he would cultivate into an immortal body.
Wow...... Wow......
Luck shouted even more happily, and kept urging Mo Tong to quickly pick off the Xuanhong Spirit Fruit!
I don't know if it was because of the help of Xuanhong Lingguo's aura or because the ink pupil exploded the potential of the human body at a critical moment, the seriously injured ink pupil was actually able to sit up at this time, take a deep breath, stabilize his mind, and grasp the Xuanhong Lingguo with his hand extremely quickly.
Rare elixirs all possess a small amount of spirituality, and as soon as they sense a threat from the outside world, they will flee on their own.
With a whoosh, the ink pupil swooped into the air, and the Xuanhong Spirit Fruit fled!
No escape!
Of course, Mo Tong will not be willing to be escaped by it, and he will fight for his life not to catch the Xuanhong Spirit Fruit!
No escape!
No escape!
......
The space in the cave is very small, and Mo Tong can only rely on "No Space" to move his position. Xuanhong Spirit Fruit is full of spirituality, and every time it can narrowly escape from the palm of the ink pupil.
Seeing that the Xuanhong Spirit Fruit in his hand was delayed in catching it, Mo Tong was so anxious that he was about to cry. There are still strong enemies outside, and if they are detected by Sima Chongtian, Mo Tong's chances of getting the Xuanhong Spirit Fruit are much smaller.
This Xuanhong Spirit Fruit is too cunning, as if it is teasing the ink pupil. And Mo Tong was much slower than usual due to the serious injury on his body, so he fell into the current embarrassing situation.
"Millennial Xuanhong Spirit Fruit?" Just as Mo Tong and Xuanhong Spirit Fruit were chasing each other, Sima Chongtian stretched out his head from the entrance of the cave and saw it, screamed in surprise, and hurriedly jumped down from it!
"Oh no! How could that old guy from Sima Chongtian notice it so quickly? Damn! It must be the fragrance of the medicine!" Mo Tong regretted, stared at the Xuanhong Spirit Fruit, and grabbed it with all his might!
"Little bastard, you're not dead yet?Hmph! You are working in vain, how can a rare elixir like the thousand-year-old Xuanhong Spirit Fruit be something that a little ant like you can peep at?" Sima Chongtian flew down from above, snorted coldly, and also grabbed the Xuanhong Spirit Fruit.
Sima Chongtian was still or felt extremely shocked by Mo Tong, but he also saw that Mo Tong's injuries were extremely serious, and he no longer had any combat power, he couldn't even grasp a single elixir, and how much combat power was left, which could be inferred! And the importance of the thousand-year-old Xuanhong Spirit Fruit had already far exceeded that of killing Mo Tong, so Sima Chongtian would not waste time on Mo Tong's body now.
Sou!
To everyone's surprise this time, Xuan Hong Lingguo sensed the thick murderous aura on Sima Chong's body, and it seemed to clearly know that there was no way to escape, and with a flash of yellow light, it actually took the initiative to fly towards the side of the ink pupil.
"How can this be?" Sima Chongtian was annoyed and ashamed, he didn't expect that an elixir like Xuanhong Lingguo would take the initiative to take refuge in Mo Tong, it was really annoying!
What is the charm of Mo Tong's little bastard, who actually attracts rare elixirs like Xuanhong Spirit Fruit?
Damn it!
When he saw Mo Tong grab the Xuanhong Spirit Fruit with his hand, he threw the leaves into his mouth and chewed it, and by the time Sima Chongtian reacted, Mo Tong had already swallowed the entire Xuanhong Spirit Fruit.
"Ah...... Spit it out, quickly spit out the Xuanhong Spirit Fruit for me!!"
Sima Chongtian was angry, thousands of times more angry than when he knew that Mo Tong had destroyed his medicine field, and attacked Mo Tong with one punch!!
Foodie, this little bastard is completely a foodie! The thousand-year-old Xuanhong Spirit Fruit was actually eaten directly like this, it was really a tyrannical thing! If it was alchemy, it would be enough to refine several furnaces of sixth-order or even seventh-order elixir.
But this foodie actually eats like this, ah......