"The origin has dried up, sleeping for hundreds of millions of years, Brother Hongyun Xian, how much sin have you suffered."

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's eyes flashed with a burst of crystal color.

The next moment, he seemed to think of something, and as soon as his thoughts moved, the supreme mana of the late stage of the quasi-saint evolved into infinite innate Yimu essence qi, pouring into the innate soul cultivation gourd.

Zhen Yuanzi, as the ancestor of the earth immortals, holds the book of the earth, and can manipulate the power of the earth's leylines within a radius of millions of miles, mountains, rivers, seas, grass, trees, and spiritual roots, everything is under his control.

At this time, with the thick and rich innate Yimu essence qi pouring into the innate soul nourishing gourd.

Hongyun, who had fallen into a deep sleep again, had a slightly condensed figure and woke up again.

The voice said weakly, "This, this is really Wuzhuang Guan, I'm not dreaming, brother"

Even if there is a top-grade innate spirit treasure innate soul nourishing gourd that has nourished countless thousands of years, the remnant soul of Hongyun is still weak.

The greatest effect of the innate soul nourishing gourd is to nourish the soul, not to reshape the soul.

The remnant soul of the red cloud has been weakened to the extreme, and under the wonderful use of the innate soul cultivation gourd, it is already commendable to be able to barely maintain the immortality of the true spirit.

Zhen Yuanzi was already teary-eyed at this time, and his voice trembled.

"It's true, it's true, this is Wuzhuang Guan, with the eldest brother here, no one can hurt you anymore."

Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi talked for a long time, and under the persuasion of Zhao Gongming, he closed the remnant soul gourd.

At this time, Hongyun was very weak, and he could talk to Zhen Yuanzi for half a day in succession, which was already at his limit.

Zhen Yuanzi reluctantly looked away from the innate soul cultivation gourd.

Looking at Zhao Gongming's eyes, his gratitude was overflowing.

"Master Gongming's nephew."

Zhao Gongming pointed to the innate soul-nourishing gourd and said.

"Senior Uncle Zhenyuan, although the soul nourishing gourd is ranked among the best, it is already the limit to be able to maintain Uncle Hongyun like this, if you want to make Uncle Hongyun better, I am afraid you will have to nourish it with a large amount of innate Yimu Qi."

"Innate Otogi Qi?"

"Come with me."

Zhen Yuanzi seemed to have thought of something, and walked directly to the back of Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhao Gongming and Liu'er hurriedly followed, and after a while, the two walked in front of a lush, leafy giant tree.

A strong innate Yimu qi came to the face, full of vitality.

In the crystal green branches and leaves, there are faint milky white fruits looming, which is ginseng fruit.

"It is worthy of being the top ten innate spiritual roots."

Zhao Gongming exclaimed, the ten innate spiritual roots, each with its own wonderful use.

For example, this ginseng fruit tree, in addition to being edible, the whole ginseng fruit also contains a huge innate Yimu origin, which is the top healing medicine of the flood wilderness.

"My ginseng fruit is the spiritual root that contains the most innate Yimu origin in heaven and earth, nourished by the innate Yimu origin, coupled with the mystery of the soul-nourishing gourd, it will definitely make the remnant soul of Hongyun Xian Brother completely stable, but."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the soul-nourishing gourd in Zhao Gongming's hand.

It's just that in this way, it is inevitable that the soul nourishing gourd will have to be temporarily left on Wanshou Mountain.

Zhen Yuanzi gritted his teeth, "Master Gongming's nephew, your soul cultivation gourd is of great use to Brother Hongyun Xian, I don't know if you can lend it to me for a period of time first, and after the remnant soul of Brother Hongyun is stabilized, I will return it in person." ”

Zhao Gongming casually threw it to Zhen Yuanzi, "Uncle Zhen Yuan, please." ”

"Don't thank you for your kindness, Zhen Yuan has written it down."

Zhen Yuanzi said seriously, and after speaking, he walked in front of the ginseng fruit tree.

"I'm sorry old friend, I can only temporarily wronged you for a while."

After speaking, Zhen Yuanzi slapped his palm on the branch of the ginseng fruit tree, and the ginseng fruit tree began to tremble violently.

On the canopy, which was as big as a canopy, the terrifying innate Yimu origin gushed out.

Then it turned into a trickle, and it continued to pour into the Innate Soul Cultivation Gourd at a very gentle and uniform speed.

With the innate origin of the ginseng fruit and the subtlety of the innate soul nourishing gourd, the remnant soul of the red cloud condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I believe that it will take tens of thousands of years to condense a complete soul.

In addition, now that reincarnation has been released, you can be reincarnated and rebuild a Dao Fruit when the time comes.

In the soul cultivation gourd, the remnant soul of Hongyun barely opened his eyes, "Brother Zhenyuan, you are like this. It's bitter for the ginseng fruit tree."

Continuously watering the innate soul-nourishing gourd with the origin of the innate Yimu consumes the origin of the ginseng fruit tree.

Over the course of tens of thousands of years, the ginseng fruit tree will be extremely weak.

And during this period of time, don't think about any ginseng fruits.

"Brother Xian, what stupid things are you talking about, how can the ginseng fruit be on a par with your safety, let alone some Yimu origin, just let me pull out the ginseng fruit tree, so what?"

As soon as Zhen Yuanzi's words fell, the ginseng fruit tree trembled with fear.

"Brother is very loving, Hongyun really doesn't know how to repay his brother's kindness"

"As long as you can get better quickly and play two more games of chess with your brother, that will be the greatest comfort to your brother."

After Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, he hurriedly said seriously, "Brother Xian, you are too weak now, don't speak, hurry up and use the source of Otogi to recover your soul." ”

"Okay, thank you, brother."

After the remnant soul of the red cloud finished speaking, the innate soul cultivation gourd was closed.

Zhao Gongming, who watched this picture, was amazed, and he deserved to be a pair of good friends who were famous in the wilderness.

With such feelings, looking at the wilderness, I'm afraid I can't find a second pair, right?

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly thought of something, looked at the ginseng fruit on the ginseng fruit tree, and hurriedly called for the breeze and bright moon.

"Go and take the golden hammer, go to the ginseng fruit tree and beat six fruits, and offer them to your senior brother to eat."

"Yes, Teacher."

Qingfeng Mingyue was about to leave according to his words, Zhao Gongming smiled and groaned.

"Uncle Zhenyuan, this disciple of my family has a big appetite, six fruits, I'm afraid it's not enough to eat, right?"

"Not enough to eat?"

Zhen Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, and immediately waved his hand, "Qingfeng, Mingyue, pick all the fruits on the ginseng fruit tree and present them to your senior brother." ”

"Ah, all the fruit?"

Qingfeng Mingyue was stunned for a moment, what is the ginseng fruit, and the top innate spiritual root is also.

It takes 10,000 years to bloom, 10,000 years to bear fruit, 10,000 years to mature, and 30,000 years to produce 30 fruits.

Since Qingfeng Mingyue has been remembering, in addition to entertaining the Red Cloud Ancestor.

I have never brought out so much fruit to entertain guests at once.

Seeing the clear breeze and bright moon hesitating, Zhen Yuanzi was angry in his heart.

"What's the matter, the wings are stiff, and you don't even listen to the words of the teacher?"

"Yes, teacher, let's go."

Qingfeng Mingyue dared to investigate the reason again, and left as if she was fleeing.

After a while, the two brought a white jade plate full of ginseng fruits, which was the same as described in Journey to the West.

(End of chapter)