The weather is getting colder and the fog is thick in the morning.

Under the soil, three fist-sized soul baby fruits were huddled together, pink and tender, stretching their baby-like bodies, and shaking the leaves on the top of their heads that were exactly the same as the young grass of the sword calamus.

Shaking off the hoarfrost, the soul baby fruits instinctively absorbed the ambergris breath in the soil and continued to hibernate.

Not!

With a whimper, one Soul Infant Fruit disappeared, and the other two Soul Infant Fruits were unconscious.

Sou!

Another soul infant fruit was gone, and the only remaining soul infant fruit twisted its body, and the two empty pits around it turned out to be something?

Forget it, keep sleeping.

A white vine approached silently, and the only remaining soul baby fruit opened its mouth and yawned, and was suddenly bound by the white vine, so that it could not make a sound at all.

The white vine quickly grabbed the rhizome on the top of the Soul Infant Fruit's head and pulled it out hard, and the Soul Infant Fruit flew out of the soil, and the next moment it was thrown into a strange place and buried in new soil.

Seeing that the two who had disappeared earlier were also there, the new Soul Infant Fruit twisted his body and put on a comfortable position and continued to sleep.

A small grass dragon with a small size cautiously walked through the sword calamus bushes, and the surrounding sword calamus grass leaves felt strange, and stretched out their slender blades to look closer.

Oh!

The little grass dragon roared angrily.

Look at it, it's a dragon, a real grass dragon!

The blades of the sword calamus grass were still approaching, the small grass dragon was angry and violent, the dragon claws waved, a large piece of the sword calamus was flattened, and the flying grass blades were sucked away by a strange force and disappeared.

The irascible little grass dragon dug three feet into the ground while mowing the grass, digging out the soul infant fruit hidden underneath, and wherever it passed, "there was not a single inch of grass left".

With the help of the white vine on his body, Jiang Yuebai used demonic magic to disguise himself as a small grass dragon, and it has been seven or eight days since he went deep into the Sword Pu Sea, and he has found less than ten soul baby fruits, and the years are all within a hundred years.

In the Lotus Cave Heaven, Bai Jiuyou has already tried it, and the Soul Infant Fruit and the Soul Stone do have a very similar effect, which can be used to distract and nourish the spirits.

However, at present, the medicinal properties of these soul infant fruits that are less than a hundred years old are not enough, and they need to find a higher year.

Jiang Yuebai pushed forward while weeding, and with a wave of his claws, the outline of a dragon appeared under the flying blades of grass.

Not!

The huge green dragon head turned up, looking at Jiang Yuebai condescendingly, the dragon's eyes drooping, and the fine grass on his body flew in the wind.

Jiang Yue's white dragon body was bowed into two hills, and in the face of the powerful grass dragon in front of her, she was like a little earthworm, and hurriedly retreated with an apologetic look.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm leaving, I'm leaving!

Jiang Yuebai walked away, and the dragon's head disappeared into the sword iris bush again, blending in with the surrounding environment, and fell asleep.

Running a little farther, Jiang Yuebai continued to weed and dig, and she found that the dragon clan rarely slaughtered its fellow clansmen, and only when facing the human race and other demon clans would they burst out with their ferocious side.

In the Lotus Cave Heaven, Bai Jiuyou bit a popsicle and squatted on the edge of the spiritual field, observing the soul infant fruit that had just been planted.

After a few moments, he took the popsicle from his mouth and shouted at the sky.

"Jiang Yuebai, your soul infant fruit can't live without the grass dragon accompanying it."

The soul infant fruit in the spiritual field has only been planted for a few days, and it has already begun to wither, even if there are a lot of sword calamus planted around, it is still the same.

"Got it."

Jiang Yuebai, disguised as a small grass dragon, responded with divine thoughts and continued to search.

*

At that time, on the south side of Jianpu Sea, a young man in the early stage of Jindan was wearing a white dragon pattern suit, sitting on the head of a silver dragon, and there was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in the early stage of foundation building next to him.

There were black nails nailed all over the silver dragon's body, connected to the golden rune chain, and the other end of the chain was grasped in the hands of the male cultivator in the early stage of Jindan.

Both of them were dressed the same, and both had the token of the Fulong Sect hanging around their waists.

"Little junior brother, this time the master personally took action to catch a grass dragon for you, you have to cultivate well in the future, don't live up to the master's cultivation."

Dongfang Yu looked at the young man next to him, with anticipation in his eyes.

The young man Chu He's eyes were serious, and he bowed his head and said, "Five

Don't worry, brother, I will work hard."

Dongfang Yu suddenly sighed, "Since the third senior brother disappeared for no reason and the fate card was shattered until now, Master has been sullen, and I haven't seen Master so attentive to anyone for a long time."

"Does Master like the third senior brother very much?" Chu He asked.

Dongfang Yu nodded, "Your third senior brother Ning Zhiyuan Tianzong is a genius, and he is extremely talented in Mulong, back then, our Fulong Sect was compared with the Jindan of Biyou Palace, he won the first place and won a Qinglong Order, but he was proud of his master for a long time."

"If the third senior brother hadn't been entrusted by his sister on his deathbed, he was entangled by his uncompetitive nephew, and he worked hard everywhere, I'm afraid that there wouldn't have been that catastrophe, and now like his nephew, he can't see anyone alive or dead, and he can't be traced when the master asks the elders of the sect to deduce, and he doesn't know what happened."

Chu He lowered his eyes, not knowing what to say.

Dongfang Yu patted Chu He's shoulder, "You don't have to be stressed, you are the body of a wood spirit, almost flawless foundation, Master will definitely cultivate you with his heart, this grass dragon is the first dragon you want to control, although it is not the strongest wood dragon, it is very easy to use."

"If you can use this grass dragon to win the Biyou Palace and win the first place at the Dragon Teng Conference in five years, the master will definitely divide the cave mansion left by the third senior brother to you, it is a good place, the dragon of the third senior brother is still there to guard the cave mansion, if it weren't for the master who always felt that the third senior brother would come back and not let people move, the cave mansion and the dragon would have been occupied by people long ago."

Chu He nodded vigorously, "I'll work hard!"

Dongfang Yu nodded, retracted his gaze and looked down, the master arrived later, he wanted to take Chu He to Jianpu overseas to investigate the situation first.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yu was stunned.

Is this Jian Puhai?

I saw that the originally dense sea of sword iris seemed to have been plowed by someone, and the periphery was barren, and there was no sword calamus, only a large area of *** land remained.

Dongfang Yu pulled the rune chain, and the silver dragon whimpered in pain, slowing down and slowly heading towards the depths of the Sword Pu Sea.

"Fifth Senior Brother, how does this Sword Pu Hai feel like alopecia areata?" Chu He wondered.

Dongfang Yu's eyes were full of surprise, and he saw that there were large areas of wasteland everywhere in the sea of grass.

"Possibly...... Someone is digging for the Soul Infant Fruit, right?"

Dongfang Yu didn't believe it himself, he didn't have the ability to enter such a deep place as the Calamus Sea.

For the sake of prudence, Dongfang Yu pulled the rune chains and drove the silver dragon to fly around a few times, and did not find any traces of the monk's haunting, only a few young grass dragons walking through the sea of swords.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter who he is, when the master arrives, he will not be an opponent, I will take you to a safe place first, and watch carefully for a while, how the master will subdue the grass dragon."

*

In the sea of swords, Jiang Yuebai saw a silver dragon flying overhead, and wanted to withdraw first, find a place to observe the situation before continuing to dig the soul baby fruit.

Mochou Lake was in the center of Jianpuhai, and she was not far from there, so she changed direction and quietly touched it.

After walking not far, Jiang Yuebai bumped into a behemoth.

Obviously, it was exactly the same sword iris grass as the surroundings, and she didn't notice the aura of the grass dragon, but it was as hard as a copper wall.

Jiang Yuebai shook his disguised dragon head and saw the grass in front of him rolling horizontally.

The coiled body of the grass dragon spread out, and two thick breaths sprayed on Jiang Yuebai's body, almost blowing her away.

She saw a huge dragon head and an incomparably huge dragon body, larger than all the grass dragons she had seen before, and a dragon power was close to the late Yuan Infant stage.

Under the dragon's claws, which were thicker than her entire body now, there were two grass dragon eggs coiled by layers of sword iris.

But this is not the point, the point is that Jiang Yuebai's white vine that went deep into the ground keenly sensed that there were five soul infant fruits in a very deep place under the dragon egg, which had turned from pink to purple, indicating that the year was more than five hundred years, or even longer.