He couldn't help but be secretly disappointed, at this time Hong Choujing shouted: "Please", everyone couldn't wait to pick up the flesh and bite it, even a master like Guan Jinghua made a lot of effort to slow down the action.

Seeing that everyone was eating, the little mink was even more saliva on the ground, and his eyes were about to pop out, looking left and right, hoping that someone could give it a little.

Of course, Fang Ling and the others are not stingy people, no matter how precious the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit is, how can they be stingy with such a cutie?

So, everyone divided a small piece of it into it, and also threw some into the inch, so that the little fox and the little thunder eagle could also enjoy it, and then began to eat their own.

Fang Ling took a bite, his pupils suddenly dilated, what a wonderful feeling, the flesh has no skin, as soon as the teeth go up, the flesh will be broken in response, from brittle to soft, the mille-feuille flesh has a mille-feuille taste, and when it is swallowed in the mouth, it will be released at once, endlessly, densely.

It is as pure as water, as rich as wine, sweet and soft and full of strength like noodles, and this taste changes with time, making people feel like they are in an incomparably mysterious time and space, and every part of the body is jumping and boiling, like countless mouths, greedily devouring the fruit juice, cultivating as a "sudden" rise, as if experiencing rebirth again.

Sensing the growth of cultivation, everyone crossed their knees one after another, absorbing the energy in the fruit juice.

The little mink was even more satisfied and lay directly on the ground, his eyes had already turned white, his small mouth was wide open, and his stomach was bulging like a ball, not to mention how comfortable the intoxicating taste was.

After everyone had absorbed the power, they withdrew the power one after another, Fang Ling put away the method, checked his body, and was immediately overjoyed, the source of the five senses, which was originally as thin as silk, was actually a lot stronger, and his cultivation had obviously risen a little, which was really worthy of the essence of five hundred years.

According to the current cultivation progress, it would take at least four or five years to reach this realm, although four or five years was simply a flick of a finger for cultivators, but Fang Ling knew that even if it was an infinite amount of time, it would definitely be a great thing to be able to advance a little earlier.

The other cultivators in the foundation building period are also happy, but only the cultivators in the Jindan period are calmer, and for them, in addition to the good taste, the holy fruit is really limited in its help for cultivation.

Seeing everyone's satisfied expressions, Hong Choujing smiled and said, "It is difficult for you to absorb all the nutrients of the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit in a short period of time, and you can absorb all of them after you go back for a few months." ”

Everyone expressed their gratitude, and at this moment, suddenly there was a loud explosion from the north, and the sound was so strong that it seemed to be earth-shattering, and everyone was taken aback.

Hong Chipjing also hurriedly got up and looked, and as soon as he saw the direction of the matter, his face changed completely, and Hu Dongshan blurted out: "What's the matter, isn't it the breeding ground of the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback again, Guan Jinghua suddenly stood up, and said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner: "Could it be that the evil way took advantage of our gathering here to steal the root of the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit?

Everyone was furious, and before Hong Caijing could stop it, Guan Jinghua took the lead and flew towards Beishan with his flying sword, and hundreds of cultivators followed him, and he disappeared in an instant.