Even if it is known to Zhou Hao, it is a rare thing, and if it is given to the outside world, even if it is given to the monks of the Jindan Realm, it will only be used as spiritual materials for alchemy medicine, not for food.

Although this wilderness village is small, Zhou Hao feels more and more mysterious, and the white-haired old man is only in the middle stage of foundation building, but he seems to have a very high level of cultivation, his speech and demeanor are extraordinary, and he has obviously seen the world.

It's just that the helplessness that was inadvertently revealed made him look extraordinarily old, and it seems that because of some things, the effort he consumed is extremely huge, so Huafa was born early.

"Hehe! Come, Xiaoyou, please, these are all produced by the herbs cultivated in my Jijia Village for generations, and they are all ordinary things, please don't dislike them. ”

The young men and women who came to deliver the food did not leave, but stood quietly by the side, their eyes full of eagerness and curiosity, as if they were extremely curious about Zhou Hao, a slightly sloppy outsider who was full of vicissitudes.

Zhou Hao was not polite, after all, in the past three months, except for a limited number of roasted demon beast meat to make food, the rest of the time was either to practice qi and clear the valley, or to solve it casually.

The so-called never getting tired of eating, the monks practice, and they will not forget this innate method of tonic, but often because of the limited conditions, the monks prefer to abandon their eating habits. But Zhou Hao has never had this kind of thought, unless it is a last resort, Zhou Hao would rather stop practicing, and will also take the time to do it and make it, so as to satisfy himself. Especially when there was Ganoderma lucidum in the past, the appetite has been developed into a habit.

Maybe this Jijia Village has really been isolated from the outside world for a long time, at least the mortal people in the village, I'm afraid they haven't communicated with the outside world for a long, long time.

It seems that this purest flavor has become their daily habit, and the white-haired old man, and even a few old people, are extremely enthusiastic about the visitors, and constantly invite Zhou Hao to taste all kinds of food.

And every time he eats one, he will ask if he is satisfied, Zhou Hao noticed that every time he tastes one, one of the young men and women standing behind him is happy or sad, as if it is related to their glory.

It seems that there are a lot of foods, each of which contains the ultimate medicinal power, or subtle, or violent, or deep, originally Zhou Hao would not be too delicious, but when the first kind of pulp fell into the stomach, Zhou Hao immediately understood, occupy

It has been discovered.

In the dantian world, if you talk about the growth of the spiritual root, it is undoubtedly the most powerful fire and earth line, the flame is the first to open, coupled with the natal spiritual flame obtained from the ancient barbarian beast dragon beast, so that Zhou Hao's fire spirit root has the first opportunity, coupled with a little innate spiritual ability contained in itself, the way of flame condensed all the potential at the earliest, and gave birth to the innate fire spirit by itself.

Although the earth line is a little later, but it has obtained the remnants of the innate earth spirit between heaven and earth, so it came later, since the third month, the earth line spirit incarnation, a strong and honest boy, running around in the dantian world, almost every inch of land, and every place, it seems to be cultivated, it will grow a little, and now it has grown from the original young child, into a child of one meter two three.

And the earliest incarnation of the Huoluan spirit, but a little backward, but incarnated as a pink carved girl, flying wantonly between heaven and earth, occasionally with the earth boy, but once together, it was an earth-shattering battle, and then it was to go their separate ways, but there would never be a killer, after all, both themselves were the incarnation of Zhou Hao's spirit.

All this made Zhou Hao happy and worried, after all, according to the initial development, and in terms of later encounters, the Muxing Spirit should have been incarnated a long time ago, but the existence of the Demon Spirit Divine Tree made Zhou Hao very jealous.

After that, he produced the Dao Fruit to save his own cultivation foundation, and Zhou Hao didn't need to think about it to know that it was the great foundation of the Demon Spirit Divine Tree that was finally achieved.

Got the origin of Aoki before, Zhou Hao thought that he could make the spirit of Mu Xing incarnate, but after the transformation, the demon spirit tree gave birth to seventy-two flower bones again, and there is no trace of revealing his true face so far.

Now, these natural foods sent by young men and women have made the flowers and bones that were originally vibrant, but never grow further, tremble. It's a slight feeling, but it's real.

But what makes Zhou Hao strange is that each kind of food, what really works, is limited in quantity, it seems to be different wood origins, and every time Zhou Hao eats it, there will be a bouquet of flower bones with the joy of germination and growth.

Holding back the surprise in his heart, Zhou Hao ate these foods containing alien powers one by one, and then stopped.

"Haha! Little friend is bold, for countless years, but he is the first monk to taste these spiritual things,

Not bad. The white-haired old man and several others were full of joy and praised Zhou Hao's calmness.

Those men and women were also happy on their faces, as if their hard work had been recognized, and they seemed extremely happy, Zhou Hao's heart moved slightly, but in the end he didn't ask.

The white-haired old man and the other old men looked at each other and smiled, but in the end, they all shook their heads in unison, as if they had made a choice, and the old man spoke: "Little friend, I don't know when you will leave?"

Zhou Hao pondered for a moment and said, "Tomorrow morning, but I don't know how many old men, can you allow the kid to stay overnight?"

Although Zhou Hao did not take the initiative to ask, it was not difficult for him to see that there must be some kind of secret in this strange small village, and the method of making his spirit throb was also what he wanted.

Listening to Zhou Hao's answer, several old men immediately changed color, but their attitude all the time made it difficult for them to do things that turned their faces and did not recognize people, and they seemed to hesitate a lot, but those young men and women were extremely happy.

The white-haired old man sighed heavily, stopped the restlessness of the other old men, and said, "Well, it's getting late, and it's really not easy to set off on the road, so the little friend will stay for one night and leave tomorrow!"

After speaking, he pointed to those young men and women and said: "These juniors have always been very curious about the outside world, Xiaoyou will hand over these babies to greet tonight, and the old people still have something to do, so they will not leave Xiaoyou." ”

Looking at the cheering young men and women, the old man coughed and solemnly instructed, "Don't be too presumptuous, Xiaoyou is a master, don't be abrupt and offensive, if someone acts recklessly and talks nonsense, he will be treated accordingly." ”

"Yes......" The men and women hurriedly agreed, but Zhou Hao could still hear the excitement and eagerness in their hearts from the trembling of their voices.

Bidding farewell to a few old men who looked anxious and hurried, Zhou Hao walked towards the depths of the village under the guard of a group of young people. At first, these young people were reluctant not to talk to Zhou Hao, but just whispered and discussed with each other.

When walking out of a stick of incense along the gravel path, he was finally no longer depressed, and bursts of nature were released, making Zhou Hao feel a strong vitality and youthful atmosphere.

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