Wen Ze, who was lying in a rocking chair, saw a figure with his peripheral vision, and this figure seemed to be carrying something.

Wen Ze hurriedly turned his head, only to see Ling Mu running over carrying a fruit tree with a hundred qi fruits.

"You bastard, let you go hunt for iron wood flies, why did you pull out my fruit tree! You want to be angry with the old man!"

Wen Ze looked distressed when he saw the fruit tree, although the fruit trees of the Baiqi Fruit were almost destroyed by the ironwood fly, but at least they didn't die, people moved the living trees to die, not to mention the Baiqi Fruit Tree that was plagued by insects. It would take hundreds of years for a fruit tree of this size to grow like this, to say the least.

However, Wen Ze found that Ling Mu was unusually calm in the face of his roar.

When Ling Mu walked in, Wen Ze asked in a low voice, "What the hell is going on with Ling Mu?"

Ling Mu put the fruit tree on the ground, and with a click, Ling Mu tore open the trunk with his bare hands, "Elder Wen Ze, please take a look." ”

Wen Ze looked down, only to see that his hands were trembling slightly unconsciously, his eyes were red, these hundred qi fruit trees were planted by Wen Ze himself back then, just like his children, but now they have become like this.

"Ling Mu, don't talk about this matter yet, I will personally investigate. "This matter can be said to be very important, because being able to place the eggs of the iron wood fly in the fruit tree under Wen Ze's nose is not something that ordinary people can do, it must be the high-level of the Ancient Sword Sect. And this means that the upper echelons of the Ancient Sword Sect have been infiltrated.

Ling Mu naturally knew the seriousness of this matter, "Ling Mu understands, but Elder Wen Ze, should we find out the remaining eggs?"

Wen Ze shook his head when he heard this: "It's not easy to say, let's not talk about how to find these insect eggs, what can I do if I find them, I can only destroy them together with the fruit trees, looking at the current situation, I am afraid that most of the fruit trees have a lot of insect eggs." ”

These eggs are really hard to find, these eggs are not even larvae, they are tiny, and the aura in the paste is even negligible, even in front of Ling Mu, it is difficult for Ling Mu to find the eggs through the "Spirit Swallowing Formula".

However, these insect eggs did not appear alone, but were piled together, and Ling Mu found that when he came back from carrying the tree, as long as he put his hand on the tree, he could find dense insect eggs.

Moreover, Ling Mu also found that he could directly suck out the aura of the insect eggs, so that not only could Ling Mu obtain a large amount of spiritual energy, but also kill these insect eggs.

"If Master Wenze can trust me, he can trust me to hand over the orchard, and I can kill these eggs without destroying the trees. Ling Mu didn't want to let go of this opportunity, I don't know how many eggs there were in that fruit tree, although each egg was tiny, but if all the eggs in a fruit forest were absorbed, it would also be a huge aura.

Wen Ze looked at Ling Mu strangely, he couldn't figure out what Ling Mu could do to kill the insect eggs directly without hurting the fruit trees, but seeing Ling Mu's appearance, even Wen Ze didn't know why he had a feeling of trust.

"Well, the orchard will be handed over to you, but don't take your time. Cultivation is important, don't just think about fighting insects, there are still twenty days before you have to go to the dueling table with Na Rao Tianxiang, now the entire Ancient Sword Sect knows, and now the amount of bets has reached hundreds of millions of spirit crystals, but most of the branches are buying you to lose, and I am buying you to win, don't let me lose money. Wen Ze told Ling Mu what had happened in the past few days again.

Ling Mu was stunned when he heard this, how could the duel between himself and Rao Tianxiang still become the object of other people's bets, and hurriedly asked: "Elder Wen Ze, what is the situation, how can a good duel become a gamble!"

"Generally, the two sides who agree to the duel are not much different in strength, and few people participate, after all, it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, but you are different this time, you are a handyman of the Spirit Gathering Mirror and a duel with Huang Yuanjing's Ancient Sword Sect disciples, as long as the person with a good brain will press you to lose. Wen Ze smiled and showed a wicked smile.

"But didn't you just say that I won what you bought? Ling Mu looked at Wen Ze with a wicked smile on his face, knowing that this old man must not be well-intentioned.

Wen Ze put away his smile and said with a serious face: "The people I am talking about are just ordinary people, and I am different." The first time I met you, I knew that you kid wasn't an ordinary person. It's just ......"

"It's just a ......" Ling Mu unexpectedly had an inexplicable fear, there must be a reason why the old man in front of him was talking so much to himself.

Wen Ze, who was still serious just now, showed his previous wicked smile again, "It's just that you and that Rao Tianxiang are not only in the realm, but also in the control of aura, actual combat experience, and the use of martial arts, you kid is still far behind." ”

Although it was a bit exaggerated, Ling Mu also knew that what Wen Ze said was true, "What does Elder Wen Ze mean?"

"Naturally, it's a special training for you. ”

"Special training?" Ling Mu was a little unclear, so what he had done in the past few days was not considered special training?

"It's that I suppressed my own realm to the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Mirror, just like you, and I'm fighting with you, so that you can improve faster. "Elder Wen Ze has taken great pains to make Ling Mu improve faster, as an elder, he actually lowered his own realm to come to sparring, even a master can't do this kind of thing.

Ling Mu's eyelids jumped, this old man was probably pressed a lot of treasures in order to win so hard for himself, but this is indeed a rare opportunity, "Then thank you Elder Wen Ze, I don't know when it started." ”

"Yes, yes, time is pressing, now is it. Wen Ze instantly compressed his aura, the current Elder Wen Ze was just a person with the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Mirror, "Ling Mu, hit me with the empty palm you learned before." ”

Ling Mu found that although Elder Wen Ze had compressed his realm, he was still extraordinary, just like Grandpa Yang Yi.

"Offended!"

Ling Mu raised his hand and slapped it out with a palm.

"Good boy, Kong Mingzhang is already so proficient. ”

Wen Ze stood motionless, but stretched out his hand and slapped his empty palm at Ling Mu and grabbed it.

"Bang!"

The Empty Ming Palm that Ling Mu had just slapped with all his strength was easily crushed by Elder Wen Ze, who was only in the same realm, with one hand.

Ling Mu has always been very confident in his own strength, and the same realm can be said to be invincible, but he didn't expect that his palm with all his strength would be easily defused by Wen Ze.

Wen Ze looked at the hand he had just taken from Ling Mukong's palm, and said, "Ling Mu saw it, this is the gap in actual combat. Now let's get the real thing!"