When she was in the Snowy Ember Country, she had heard that the Frost Fire Fruit could be used as medicine, but the effect of relying on it to replenish the spirit was very small.

The key lies in the venom of the three-headed python.

Where is the medicinal herb shop willing to put a large amount of venom of the three-headed python into the frost and fire fruit, only willing to drop one or two drops, remove the poison, then dry and grind the powder, and make a low-cost tonic elixir, ten taels of silver a grain.

The real spirit python fruit has a very short shelf life, and most of it will be lost in less than one night, so the herb shop never makes it, and the flower fat mist has only seen the portrait of the spirit python fruit in the book.

Not to mention ten taels, even gold can't be bought.

Unexpectedly, by mistake, I got a tree of spirit python fruit for nothing!

It's a pity that she is not a cultivator, and the meridians in her body are like a blocked box, even if she eats the spirit python fruit, the spiritual tonifying effect can only be stored in the body, and it cannot be used at all.

However, something is better than nothing.

"One, two, three...... Fifteen, sixteen! "The flower fat mist counted the spirit python fruits, sixteen in total.

The next moment, she took out the Xuantie Demon Crystal Needle and pricked it at each of the major acupuncture points around her, temporarily forcibly opening up the veins, so that the medicinal effect of the spirit python fruit could enter her body.

She squatted on the branch, like a monkey, one in her left hand and one in her right hand, and two more in her arms, munching on the python fruit while breathing the surging aura in her body.

Non-immortal cultivators, if they eat the spiritual medicine, they will only explode and die.

Fortunately, she has already eaten Yinyuan Pill, which is equivalent to making the "box" of her body infinitely expanded, and now, with needles and channels, they complement each other, and they can just withstand the medicinal effects of the spirit python fruit.

"Hiccup~"

The flower fat mist ate six, and couldn't eat any more, so he cut some fine rattans and weaved them into a back basket, and put the remaining ten spirit python fruits into it.

When he was done, he jumped to the top of the tree and looked for a way out through the fog.

In the distance, she could vaguely see a heavy scarlet powder mountain, and if she relied on her feet alone, she estimated that the time to return to Qi's mansion was approaching, and there were no horses, so she had to turn back immediately.

Thinking about it like this, the flower fat mist ran faster, carrying the spirit python fruit, and when he was hungry, he relied on it to satisfy his hunger, the juice was frighteningly rich, and even the problem of drinking water was solved.

It's just that after eating nine spirit python fruits in one hour, after eating them, she feels that she doesn't want to eat spirit python fruits in her life. No matter how sweet this thing is, I can't help but gobble it up like this, and stuff it all into my stomach, and now, my face is swollen.

She left the last spirit python fruit and prepared to exchange it for a Jinyuan Pill when she participated in the auction tomorrow.

If the immortal cultivator knew about this, she would eat the spirit python fruit as food, and I am afraid that she would be so angry that she would smoke in her seven orifices.

Returning from the swamp and crossing half of the cherry blossom valley, the resin mist gradually figured its way.

Once you know the directions, Sakura Valley is not a treacherous place. The journey was smooth, and she occasionally met brown bears and wild boars, but everyone was fine, she was busy on the road, not to cause trouble, and there were no spirit animals to provoke her.

On the way, I didn't meet the strange man again.

This trip can be regarded as a fruitful one.

When I returned to Qifu, the sky was almost completely dark, and there was only a little yellow sunset left, floating in the distance with the moonlight. Evening primrose swaying slender flower branches, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

The flower fat mist returned to the sheepfold naturally, hid the spirit python fruit, and prepared to recuperate.

Unexpectedly, the two little maids woke her up.

"Sister Baa, why are you going back to the sheepfold? Now that her identity has changed, the personal maid has to bathe and change her clothes, and wait for the little boy to go! Let's go, we've been waiting for you for a long time, and the bath water has been prepared for you. ”

Even with a tug, she reluctantly followed.