It stands to reason that the quality immortal tree of Biluo Huangquan should have been extinct from the Tianfeng Continent, but I didn't expect that there was still one in the cave of this Linfan Venerable.

Ma Fu didn't seem to regard this ancient immortal tree as a great treasure, and casually picked an orange and round fruit from the tree, but he didn't expect this fruit to suddenly turn into a wisp of green smoke and disappear completely in Ma Fu's hand.

"It's unlucky! The first one is a fake!" immediately Fu frowned, muttered nonsense, and without thinking, plucked a yellow spring fruit from under the tree.

In an instant, a strange fragrance spread, but a little pure aura gathered on the fruit and did not disperse, and immediately Fu picked this fruit casually, and it turned out to be an ancient immortal fruit Huangquan.

"Hey, hey, hey!" immediately Fu grinned, and without thinking, he brought the Huangquan fruit to his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Uh-huh!hmm!Hmm!It's delicious! Sure enough, it's thirst-quenching, it's really delicious in the world!" said to himself as he muttered to himself.

After a while, an ancient immortal fruit that would definitely cause an uproar in the outside world was swallowed by the rich three mouthfuls immediately.

"One more!" Immediately his appetite was full of enthusiasm, and he picked another fruit from under the tree.

It's a pity that this time the fruit is not the real Huangquan fruit, and when it arrives, Fu's subordinates immediately turn into a wisp of green smoke, and at the same time, the countless fruits on the Biluo Huangquan tree began to wither and rot at an extremely fast speed, and Xixi fell from the tree in a hurry, and soon there was not a single one left.

"It's a pity! I just tasted something, and I wanted to eat another one! It seems that I can only wait another hundred years! Hey! I have nothing to do, let's sleep beautifully!" As he spoke, he really lay down on the branch of the Biluo Yellow Spring and fell asleep, and soon snored like thunder.

A silent breeze passed, and there was an old man with a dignified and majestic face on the Biluo Huangquan Tree, who was none other than the Venerable Han Li, the head of the Heavenly Xuanmen who was the master here.

Looking at the rich man who slept bare-chested and exposed, and who didn't have the slightest bit of the immortal bearing that a cultivator should have, Han Li shook his head slightly in disbelief and said, "This stinky boy's luck is really good against the sky! After the old man got this Biluo Yellow Spring, he didn't pick a real Yellow Spring fruit for eight hundred years, but you kid ate it one by one every hundred years! It seems that this Biluo Yellow Spring and the old man really have no chance, if you want to break through the Tribulation Period, you have to find another way out!"

Han Li was also a person who could afford to let go, and seeing that the immortal fruit he had high hopes for was only cheaper than others, he only sighed slightly.

However, looking at this disciple who had already advanced to the Divine Transformation Level, but had been relying on his cave mansion and refused to leave, Han Li still had a headache.

Speaking of which, more than a hundred years ago, at the Tianxuanmen Entrance Trial, Han Li's good fortune of getting rich immediately made Han Li couldn't help but admire that there were people in the world who were so blessed, so much so that he made a move to make the decision to let the rich people immediately come under the door.

However, after arriving in the cave mansion, Han Li found that this horse rich man not only had extremely mediocre qualifications, but also was lazy and idle, and he was not at all a material for concentrating on penance, and even the cultivation of the Yuan infant stage did not know how the Dao was mixed, and his ability was not only ordinary, it was simply extremely poor.

Who knew that not long after entering the cave, this immediately rich wandered around and happened to find that this Biluo Huangquan fruit was ripe, and picked one that turned out to be a real Huangquan fairy fruit, and ate it clean, and then slept for more than ten years.

In the past ten years, the abundant heaven and earth aura in the cave has been attracted by the Huangquan fruit, and all of it has been injected into the body of Ma Fu, so that it has continuously improved its cultivation in its sleep.

After more than ten years, he woke up and miraculously broke through the bottleneck of the god transformation period and became the first person to go out of the ten Xuan disciples in the last hundred years.

However, according to common sense, all the disciples of the Tianxuanmen Transformation Period were the bottlenecks that they broke through after comprehending the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and they were much better than those ordinary Transformation Stage cultivators, but the disciples who were lying down and breaking through were surprisingly weak, even a few points weaker than the ordinary Transformation Stage cultivators outside the door.

Because of this, immediately Fu refused to leave the cave mansion, so Han Li opened his eyes and closed his eyes to let it go.

After all, the first advanced god who is immediately rich has already proved the wisdom of the Venerable Master, but if he is allowed to reveal his true ability, he can only be embarrassed.

Ma Fu's breathing was long, and his chest rose and fell with the sound of snoring, but there was a trace of heaven and earth aura that was inhaled from all over his body into the Qi Jing and Hundred Veins, and converged in the Qi Sea Dantian, which was much faster than his own pranayama meditation.

"Cultivation has actually started to improve again!" Han Li smiled bitterly, not knowing if Lu Dao should be happy for his unsuccessful disciple.

Fortunately, the sleeping Ma Fu has not yet been discovered to be the weakest god-transforming disciple in the history of Tianxuanmen, and Lu Yan, who has just started, seems to have temporarily gotten rid of the infestation of the demons in her heart and began to concentrate on enlightenment

After the opening ceremony of the Tianxuan Gate, the cultivators who came to watch the ceremony scattered in all directions, and the vicinity of Tianmai Mountain became deserted.

However, there are still many spiritual grasses of barely acceptable quality on the grasslands above and below Tianmai Mountain, so there are also individual casual cultivators whose cultivation is not too high to try their luck.

This time, Wen Qin, a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, had just witnessed the grand opening ceremony of the Tianxuanmen Gate at a very far distance from Tianmai Mountain, so when everyone dispersed, he did not leave immediately, but flew straight to Tianmai Mountain, in addition to taking this opportunity to find a few spiritual grasses, he also wanted to go to the closest place to the Tianxuanmen Mountain Gate with a pilgrimage heart to take a look.

Unexpectedly, not long after flying out, Wen Qin met a young and very young mid-Yuan Infant Grand Monk.

Although Wen Qin is not a genius with outstanding talent and comprehension of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, he has already condensed the Yuan Infant at a young age and broken through to the middle Yuan Infant Period, and he is also a little famous near the family territory, but seeing that the Great Monk of the Yuan Infant Middle Stage opposite seems to be much younger than himself, he can't help but take a few more looks.

Unexpectedly, after the mid-Yuan Infant Grand Monk on the opposite side flew over, he suddenly turned around and chased after him.

"This fellow Daoist stayed and spoke!" Hearing the cultivator behind him shout, Wen Qin was stunned for a moment, but he still stopped retreating.

"I don't know who this fellow Daoist is, is there anything going on here?" Wen Qin asked.

"I want to borrow something from my fellow Daoists!"

"Borrow?!" Wen Qin felt a pang in his heart, generally speaking, "borrowing" between cultivators is often just a euphemism for "grabbing".