"Since there is fruit, there should be seeds, why don't you plant another sacred tree yourself?" Qiu Yue'er didn't take it, but raised her doubts.

"If there are only women in this world, there will be no children!" Zoya smiled and replied meaningfully.

"What do you mean?"

"There is no seed in the holy fruit, just a fruit, just a drop of a 10,000-year-old stone stalactite, if you plant it in the soil, you will not grow more stone stalactites." Patriarch Zhuoya looked at the holy fruit in his palm, rubbing it with his thumb, his eyes were gloomy.

"What you mean is that the sacred tree is actually a female tree, but there is no second male sacred tree in this world, so there are no seeds in the fruit!" Qiu Yue'er asked.

"Look there! That's the flower of the sacred tree! "Patriarch Zhuoya walked out of the wooden house, and there was a peach-shaped flower bone on the top of the wooden house, which was very huge, and the flower bone was pink and beautiful.

The flower bones have opened their mouths slightly, and they are very beautiful.

"This is the flower of the sacred tree of our Bailing Clan, from the branching, flowering, fruiting, and fruit ripening, this cycle will probably last for about a thousand years. Calculate the time, the flowers are about to bloom. Zhuo Yang's voice sounded behind Qiu Yue'er.

"The ancestors of the Bailing Clan have tried many methods, but they have not succeeded in cultivating another sacred tree, including burying the holy fruit in the soil." Patriarch Zhuoya added.

When the fruit is buried in the soil, the end result is that the fruit rots without any signs of germination.

"Have you ever tried hand pollination?" Qiu Yue'er's brain flashed with a flash of inspiration.

I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, there was a pear tree in my grandfather's yard, and every spring when the pear blossoms bloomed, my grandfather would use the pollen of another pineapple tree, and then use chicken feathers to tie it into a fluffy ball, dipped in pollen for artificial pollination.

Because she found it fun when she was a child and tried it many times, she has a very deep memory.

"What is artificial pollination?" It was also the first time that Patriarch Zhuoya had heard this word.

"After flowering, in order for a plant to bear fruit, it is necessary to transfer the pollen from the stamens to the pistils to fertilize the pistils. It's like what you said about men and women, the sacred tree only blooms one flower at a time, of course it's not a man, it can only be a woman. It is naturally a woman who can bear fruit, but the sacred tree does not have a corresponding husband, so we have to find a way to find a husband for her. ”

Sunrise and sunset, sunset and sunrise, I don't know how many days passed, and the door of the treehouse finally creaked open.

Zhuo Ya and Zhuo Yang immediately turned around, saw Qiu Yue'er come out, and immediately greeted her!

"The high priest has woken up, and the toxins in his body are too stubborn to be completely cleaned up for a while." Qiu Yue'er stretched her waist and turned sideways to make way out.

Zhuo Yang and Patriarch Zhuo Ya walked quickly into the wooden house, and when they saw the high priest meditating in the wooden barrel, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

His complexion is normal, and his spirit is much better than before.

Anyway, there is no danger to life now.

"This is the fruit of the sacred tree, it only bears one in a thousand years, after ordinary people take it, they will have the wood element, and after the monk of the wood spirit power swallows it, it will also increase the affinity with the wood spirit power." The patriarch of Zhuoya held a round fruit the size of a palm, the whole body of the fruit was green, and the skin of the fruit was pitted.

It's not very pretty, and I don't know what it tastes like.

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