Chapter 15: The Wonder of the Sacred Fruit (2)
Fang Ling's heart index finger moved, if he could get the seeds of the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit in his hands, then in the future, it would be equivalent to having the treasure of Zhenshan.
When the holy fruit is placed on the flat ground, the lotus petals are opened, and the beauty of the holy fruit makes everyone's eyes look straight.
At this time, another cultivator came with a long wooden box, and when Hong Choijing opened the wooden box, he saw a pure white sword hilt inside.
Guan Jinghua's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Could it be that this is the world-famous Dan weapon of the Jiuhua Sect - the Heavenly Frost Shadowless Sword?"
Sima Zhong couldn't help but stare at the hilt of the sword, and praised: "It is rumored that this Heavenly Frost Shadowless Sword is the best pill weapon, and you can only see the hilt, not the sword body, just because the sword body is condensed from the essence of frost, and its thickness has almost reached the invisible realm, but it is a sharp weapon without urgency. ”
Only then did everyone suddenly realize that it was not just the hilt of the sword, but that everyone couldn't see the original sword body.
Fang Ling also opened his eyes wide, but he couldn't see the sword body clearly, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised, there were indeed countless strange treasures in the cultivation realm, and this pill weapon alone made people's mouths water.
Hong Choujing smiled slightly and said: "This sword was refined by the sect master of the previous generation of this sect more than a thousand years ago, although this sword is absolutely extraordinary when used in battle, but the original intention of refining this sword is not for a battle, but for this Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit." ”
Everyone was amazed, and Hong Choujing immediately explained: "The Hundred Lotus Sacred Fruit is a strange thing between heaven and earth, this thing is very delicate, and it needs to be carefully cared for in the growth process of five hundred years, and after it is ripe, if you want to cut this thing to eat, there are certain rules, that is, it is not stained with fine dust. As soon as dust falls on the holy fruit, the holy fruit immediately decays and withers. ”
Guan Jinghua understood, and said: "Most magic weapons will be contaminated with dust during use, but this Heavenly Frost Shadowless Sword is so thin that it can't even stick to dust, so it is best to use it to cut the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit." ”
Hong Choujing nodded, stood up from his seat, held the Heavenly Frost Shadowless Sword, and slowly wiped his left hand and two fingers on the sword body that was so thin that he couldn't see it, every time he wiped it, a frost shadow appeared on the sword body, and when he wiped the tip of the sword, the entire sword body was already covered with a thin layer of frost.
Then, seeing that Hong Choujing's right wrist moved slightly, and the sword body swiped forward, he saw countless sword shadows falling on the Hundred Lotus Sacred Fruit, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, the pieces of the Hundred Lotus Sacred Fruit that had been divided flew towards the fruit plate in front of everyone's table.
The huge Hundred Lotus Sacred Fruit was cut into hundreds of pieces in an instant, each piece was no more than half a foot long and two fingers wide, but when they saw the Holy Fruit that fell in front of them, everyone only felt that it was shining brightly, and they couldn't even open their eyes.
The flesh of the holy fruit seems to be as many as a thousand layers, densely stacked together, the softer it becomes, and even the flesh is extremely rich in color, but it is skillfully blended together.
Just now when they smelled the fruit, everyone seemed to have walked in the desert for a thousand years, their mouths were dry and irritable, and they were anxious for water.
Only Fang Ling was disappointed, because after the holy fruit was divided, he found that there was no fruit on the lotus petals, but he was afraid that this hundred lotus holy fruit was born from the root, and after it was ripe, it would take five hundred years to grow again.