The little guy was full of shyness, and approached the white-robed old man without a sound, hugged his legs tightly with his chubby little hands, and looked at the strange old man in front of him stupidly with his little head up.

His eyes were full of mixed emotions.

The white-robed old man didn't make a sound, just quietly let the little guy hold him like this. Although he pretended to be indifferent, he still couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

This kind of grief is understood by no one else but himself.

"Master, in that case, shouldn't there be someone else? How come I've never met anyone else? The little guy asked, confused.

"It's another world, full of calculations and conspiracies...... the old man in white robe said, his eyes even more hollow.

He was silent for a while, and sighed: "It's just that if the time comes, if you don't go, you have to go......"

The little guy was still young and couldn't understand the meaning of the old man in the white robe.

He was just a little curious, curious about the outside world, and curious about the pair of parents who ruthlessly abandoned him.

So when he heard that he could leave here one day to see the outside world, he seemed very happy: "Master, Master! Really? Why don't you go with me? The little one's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Me? Hehehehe......" The white-robed old man pretended to be chic, and hurriedly turned his back, afraid that the little guy would spy on something special from his eyes.

Seeing that the little guy still looked unwilling, he still wanted to drag himself to get to the bottom of it.

The white-robed old man deliberately diverted the topic: "Didn't you shout every day that you were going to pick the blood ghost fruit when you came out one day?" ”

The Blood Fruit in the mouth of the old man in the white robe is a fruit that he has been giving the little guy to eat for the past three years, and the little guy is very happy every time he sees the Blood Fruit, and often clamoring to pick it.

"Blood Fruit? That's right! How did you forget it? The little guy slapped his head and suddenly realized.

The white-robed old man walked out of the ice hall on his own, while the little guy jumped up and down behind him, his face flashing with light.

In the blink of an eye, they came to a fruit tree at the foot of the Misty Mountains, which was the only fruit tree in the entire Misty Mountains that had edible fruits.

The tree had emerald green oval leaves, which were sparse and lifeless, but there were clusters of blood-red fruits hanging from the branches, which resembled bunches of grapes.

Because the Blood Fruit Tree grew too tall, even though the little guy jumped up desperately, trying to pick a bunch of Blood Fruit himself, but after many attempts, it ended in failure, and he had to stand at the bottom of the tree and drool.

Seeing that he was out of line, he turned to look at the white-robed old man with a begging look, and deliberately coquettish: "Master......."

The old man had just stretched out his hand to pluck the Blood Fruit, but he put it down again, and then bent down to lift the little guy high.

Seeing that this little guy's hand was about to touch the Blood Fruit, he was very happy.

"Master, I can pick it, look!" The little guy looked at the blood ghost fruit that had just been picked in his hand, and hurriedly held it in his hands and handed it to the white-robed old man, "Master, you helped me pick it together, you eat it first!" ”

The white-robed old man shook his head: "Little guy, you eat!" Master doesn't need to eat these, good! ”

When the little guy heard him say this, he was obviously a little unhappy, sulking, pursed his mouth, and violently broke free from the arms of the white-robed old man.

How he wanted to share this joy with the white-robed old man. But he was rebuffed.

Then he sat on the ground without saying a word.

"What's the matter, little one?" The old man in the white robe looked at the sulking little guy, but he felt a little interesting in his heart, so he pretended not to know.

The little guy didn't explain, and began to eat the blood fruit by himself.

He plucked one fruit from the entire bunch of Blood Ghost Fruit, and gently peeled away its thick skin, revealing the crystal clear blood-red flesh inside.

Finally, he put the fruit in his mouth, the taste is sweet but not greasy, and when he chews it repeatedly, he will feel a special warmth spreading throughout his body.

In just one bite, this delicious taste swept away all the unpleasantness he had just now, and at this time he smiled into a line.

However, the little one suddenly became a little serious, and his eyes flashed with doubt.

Because, every time he swallowed a Blood Fruit, he felt that he seemed to have a particularly abundant power in his body.

Gradually, the warmth in the body became stronger and stronger, until it was extremely hot.

The little one's whole face suddenly became red and red, and then he was sweating all over, and even began to rise with puffs of white smoke on his head, and then he screamed "Ahhh

"Okay, the Blood Fruit has worked!" The white-robed old man was overjoyed.

It turned out that since the little guy came to the Misty Mountains, he had been feeding and growing up with this blood fruit as his staple food.

Because, if you want to restore the divine power that Danzhu had sealed before, you can only rely on this strange fruit.

It's a pity that for a long time, the white-robed old man has not seen any signs of recovering the divine power in the Danzhu in the little guy's body, which has made him worried.

Therefore, when faced with the reaction of the little guy, he was naturally very happy.

With a scream from the little one, his face gradually returned to its original appearance.

The little guy is wooden.

The white-robed old man looked around and pointed to the lush tree in front of him.

It was seen that the cross-section diameter of its trunk was at least 20 centimeters.

He looked indifferent, "Little one, the tree in front of you is also really an eyesore, always blocking the way, otherwise, you go and try to pull it out, and then we will move it somewhere else?" ”

The white-robed old man made this move, just to know how much divine power this blood ghost fruit had restored the little guy's Danzhu.

When the little guy heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Master! What are you kidding, how can I have the strength to pull out such a big tree? ”

The reason why the little guy keeps calling this white-robed old man a strange old man in his heart is precisely because he always behaves inexplicably, or suddenly says some strange things, most of the time the little guy will receive some strange information unsuspectingly.

In addition to this, he is always in a mood for joy.

However, in the face of the old man's silence for several minutes, the boy finally understood that this was not a joke.

He slowly walked to the tree, looked at the tree in front of him blankly for a long time, shook his head, and then looked at the white-robed old man not far behind him.

"You don't need to think about anything, just put all the strength in your body into pulling out the tree." In the distance, the old man said relaxedly.

The little guy hesitated and stopped being verbose, according to the instructions of the white-robed old man, he didn't have any scruples, he made a force, closed his eyes tightly, and grabbed the trunk of the tree with both hands and just pulled out the tree.

But what is unbelievable is that this tree is clearly seven or eight times larger than the little one's body, and he can easily uproot it from the dirt!

"This, this, what's going on?" The little guy didn't know what was going on, and his eyes widened as he looked at the unbelievable scene in front of him, obviously startled by his divine power!

Just when the little guy was distracted, the white-robed old man came silently.

The little guy didn't say anything, just looked at him stupidly with curiosity.

"Don't be surprised! You are born with divine power, but the power eye of the Danzhu in your body has not been awakened before, and it has been in a dusty state, so you never know it. Now, this Blood Ghost Fruit has finally worked. ”

After listening to the words of the white-robed old man, the little guy suddenly remembered why he had that strange feeling in his body when he consumed the Blood Ghost Fruit just now.

"This Blood Ghost Fruit has such powerful energy?" The little guy couldn't help but sigh at the power of this blood fruit.

"This Blood Ghost Fruit can't increase your divine power, it can only slowly awaken all of your Danzhu's power eyes." The white-robed old man had a straight face.

The little guy listened to the old man in the white robe in a daze, and suddenly realized that he was still holding the tree in his hand, so he walked dozens of meters with it in his arms, and finally plunged it into the soil.

After completing all this, he patted the remaining dust in his hands, and then, with a smile, he turned back to the white-robed old man and said, "Master, you won't be in the way now, right?" And the blood fruit, if you don't let me eat it, I won't want to! Hahahaha! ”

"If you like to eat it, then remember to eat this blood fruit regularly, and don't forget to practice the dust sutra I taught you ...... often." The white-robed old man instructed faintly, but his eyes became strange when he looked at the little guy.

The little guy seemed a little unhappy when he heard this, "Huh? Do you still want to practice the Dust Sutra? Haven't I all come out of Lan Linglong! ”

"Aren't you thinking about going out into the world?" The white-robed old man looked at the little one.

The little guy nodded, and looked at the white-robed old man puzzled, "But, what does this have to do with practicing the Falling Dust Sutra......

"Only when you have recovered ten percent of the divine power of the Danzhu in your body, and then practiced the dust, can you go outside. Really don't want to practice the Falling Dust Sutra? The white-robed old man bent down and asked knowingly.

As soon as the little guy heard this, he immediately became interested.

"What? Just so I can get out? Then I'll have to practice! ”

Another thing has happened! It seems that that day is getting closer.......

The white-robed old man nodded absentmindedly, thinking deeply in his heart.

At this time, the excited little guy naturally didn't know what the white-robed old man was thinking.

He turned, and at a glance he saw the little squirrel running happily towards him behind him.

After all, it was just a child, and when he saw the cute little squirrel, he immediately happily picked up the little squirrel and played with it.

The white-robed old man couldn't help but raise a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's a long road, I hope you can have such a beautiful scene for the rest of your life......"

He watched the little guy show the smiling face that a normal child of this age should have, swept away the gloom in his heart, and didn't want to think too much about it for the time being.