"Okay, I don't cry, I don't cry, I'm a man, I can't cry. ”

Song Ping saw that his wife came over to comfort him, and called himself well-behaved, he still wanted to be faced, and knew that he couldn't cry anymore.

"Is it actually necessary to cry like this?" the Blood Refining Ancestor sighed, looked at the ginseng fruit in the palm of his hand, and said, "This is just an ordinary ginseng fruit. ”

It turns out it's called ginseng fruit?

Mrs. Song nodded.

But Song Ping didn't think about this, his body shook and he felt that he had been hit again, and he shouted: "What ordinary ginseng fruit? Is it ordinary? No, it's not simple at all, you don't know, this thing, if you eat too much, it may derive an acquired physique." ”

"Acquired physique?" The Blood Refining Ancestor's eyes lit up: "I didn't expect that the fruit would have such a magical thing under the rules of this world?" Then let my daughters, wives, and my believers eat more." When the time comes, their physique is born, hehe. ”

He doesn't like mediocrity the most. Dao Madness and so on are the gods destined by Providence, the people on the list.

But if it's too wasteful?

Wu Tian didn't like it either.

But after listening to Song Pingping's words, he had an idea.

"For your daughters, wives, and believers to eat, and give birth to a physique?" Song Ping's body trembled, and then shook his head: "Impossible, impossible." ”

"Why?" asked the Blood Refining Ancestor.

Song level, is to explain. It turns out that relying on some strange fruits to obtain a powerful physique, you need a lot of magical fruits.

And some of the strange fruits of heaven and earth,

The number is small.

In Song Ping's opinion, where did the ancestor of blood refining get so many fruits for his wife and daughter to eat?

"It's not a problem for me. After listening to Song Pingping's words, the Blood Refining Ancestor smiled and said, "Ginseng fruit, I not only have fruits but also seeds, in addition to ginseng fruit seeds, I also have other seeds. ”

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. Song Ping shouted, today, he has been hit enough.

He didn't lift it up in search of good seeds.

The ancestor of blood refining has the seeds of ginseng fruit, and he also says that there are other seeds that are no less than ginseng fruit?

He absolutely didn't believe it!

Heaven, why is it so unjust?

"If you don't believe me, I'll show it to you. ”

Since you want to pretend to be forced, let's pretend to be enough.

Kill, kill him, corpses are everywhere, pretend, pretend that he is undefeated!

"Well, I don't believe your other seeds are so powerful. The ginseng fruit can be compared to the seeds of my newly cultivated adult-shaped fruit, and the seeds of other fruits, how can they be compared?"

Immediately, he put his hand in the seed in his pants, took the seed, and took it out.

The aura of its seeds, like the eggs of giant beasts in the wilderness, seems to give birth to some powerful beasts at any time.

The fruit that is born of this kind of seed is a large-shaped human-shaped fruit.

It's not as good as ginseng fruit.

But he didn't believe it, it would be inferior to the other seeds of the Blood Refining Ancestor.

"You're optimistic. The ancestor of blood refining turned over his palm, and the seeds of the immortal apricot lay in the palm of his hand. It contains wind and thunder, and has not yet grown into an immortal apricot.

But the wind and thunder are angry, and there is a tendency to look at the world.

Then, the aura contained in the immortal apricot seed directly overwhelmed the aura of the human-shaped fruit seed in Song Ping's palm.

"What?" Song was shocked.

He didn't expect that there were seeds, which not only contained spiritual energy, but also wind and thunder qi.

Oh, my God

What kind of fruit will this produce?

Will it be good that just one bite is enough to change a person's physique?

Oh, my God!

"Okay, I admit it, you have another seed in addition to ginseng fruit seeds, which I don't have, which makes me envious. Song Ping swallowed his saliva, but still said this.

"A?" the Blood Refining Ancestor shook his head, "Wrong, wrong. ”

Put away the fairy apricot seeds, the palm of the hand is turned again, and the seeds of the peach appear,

The peach, its name, is bigger than the ginseng fruit in the mythical world.

Ginseng fruit tree, this is 3,000 years to bloom, 3,000 years to fruit, another 3,000 years to ripen,

The peach is divided into three situations,

First, it ripens once in 3,000 years,

Second, it is ripe once in 6,000 years,

Third, nine thousand years of ripening,

"This ......" saw the peach seeds, in which the aura, vaguely similar to Diwei,

It's called Song Ping, and his breathing is a little unsmooth.

"Look at this kind of seed again, what about it?" The ancestor of blood refining put away the peach seed, and spread his palm again,

This time it's the seed of Huang Zhongli,

This is the mythical world, owned by the Queen Mother of the West.

Legend has it that this tree blooms once every 10,000 years, bears fruit once every 10,000 years, and matures after 10,000 years, and only has nine fruits in 30,000 years.

Its flowers are shaped like lotus flowers, and its fruits are shaped like pearls. Flowers and fruits all have the word "Huangzhong".

As soon as this seed comes out, it has the power of shaking heaven and the air of the emperor.

"This ......" Song level, I don't know how to express it.

I can't say any words of praise, I have a thought in my heart,

Ancestor of Blood Refining,

You're coming this time,

It's for slapping me in the face, right?

"Now, can I be the leader of this cultivator guild?" the Blood Refining Ancestor smiled slightly.

Song level, Mrs. Song glanced at each other,

What they saw was horror in each other's eyes.

With such a seed, this ancestor of blood refining is destined to be recognized as the number one cultivator in the future.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Song was surprised,

And Song level, in addition to being surprised, is aggrieved. Just now, he still felt that the blood refining technique in front of him said that he would be the first cultivator, he thought it was ridiculous, this was a joke.

But unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he was slapped in the face.

He Song level, how hard he worked, he walked many places, but he didn't have the luck of the ancestor of blood refining.

For the sake of cultivating the cause of teachers,

Don't lift it all,

Heaven still does not favor him.

Thinking of this, I felt a mouthful of old blood, piled up in my chest, and it seemed that it would spurt out at any time.

But when I think that I can't be the first cultivator, but I can also be the assistant of the first cultivator,

"You...... You'll be the number one cultivator from now on. I...... I'm the vice president, is it okay?" Song Ping blushed and said, "Let me follow you." ”

"No, the second is my daughter. The Blood Refining Ancestor was stunned for a moment, then refused, and said hehe.

His daughter's talent, in the eyes of the Blood Refining Ancestor, was even more powerful than himself.

The daughter, that is, the little one, may be all-powerful!

"That'...... Then it's okay for me to be the third person in the guild, let me follow you. Song Pingping's face turned red again, and he pleaded.

"No, you can't. The Blood Refining Ancestor pointed at the peony and said, "She, she will be the third person in the future?"

Song Pingping's face turned red and begged: "Then the fourth person? I can always be the fourth person, right?"

It seems that if the Blood Refining Ancestor doesn't agree to him, he will cry again.

The Blood Refining Ancestor nodded: "This is okay." ”

Song Ping cheered and immediately bowed: "Thank you, President." ”

(End of chapter)