Fu Zeyang took the fruit from Shang He's hand, and saw that the red peel was a turquoise flesh, divided into several petals, the shape was like mangosteen, and the color was as green as jade. He tried to take a bite, and it was immediately sweet, fruity, and tasteful. After eating all of them, even the breath coming out of the nostrils is fragrant, full of refreshment, the spirit is solid, and the true qi is surging and rushing.

He was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly sat cross-legged and meditated, concentrating on his mind, and silently exercising.

The medicinal power was quickly refined, and he entered the dantian along the meridians, and the talismans in the three dantians were charged, shining brightly, shining brightly from the inside out, illuminating his muscles and bones crystal clear. At this time, although it was daytime and he couldn't see the moon in the sky, he sensed the direction of the moon, and the twelve Taiyin ghost seals rotated according to the frequency of the moon's autobiography, and the more they turned, the brighter they became.

After two hours like this, the energy of the ghost seal rushed to the extreme, suddenly burst, melted into liquid, and dripped down in the mud pill palace, and the upward tide in the lower dantian converged at the Huang Ting in the center of the chest and abdomen.

Fu Zeyang's thoughts were extinguished, and his mind completely sank into the Yellow Court, visualizing the first soul refining ghost seal. There, the liquid-like Yuehua Essence and his three souls and seven spirits fused with each other, and the Shen Qi sympathized to form a brand-new, more complex ghost seal. Inside the ghost seal, there is a shiny villain who is exactly like himself, and at first glance it looks like a villain has been drawn on the rune paper.

Fu Zeyang's Qi Refining Ghost Seal, which was originally planned to take three years to complete, was completely successful after eating a fruit, breaking through the existing level and entering the realm of the second soul refining!

Fu Zeyang opened his eyes, and Shang He was protecting him beside him, so he asked him, "Where did you get this fruit from?"

Shang He said: "In the shade under the cliff on the other side of the mountain, there is such a big tree, and there are hundreds of trees on it. The tree was also strange, it grew out of the rock, and there was a monster under the tree, very vicious, and I had to try to lure him away to steal them. If you are willing to cooperate with me, you should be able to pick more. ”

Fu Zeyang noticed that Shang He's trouser legs had been torn, and there were blood marks on his palms and knees, but they were mixed with sludge, and he didn't see it just now.

"Who knows there is fruit but you?"

"It's gone. Shang He shook his head, "They usually don't pay attention to me, and no one notices me going there." ”

"That's good. "Half a year ago, Fu Zeyang taught his disciples the method of refining the Five Ghosts and Seven Star Umbrellas, and they have been working hard to practice the umbrella during this time. Those people were provoked by the eldest son of the king, who not only alienated themselves, but also excluded Shang He, and tried not to be in one place at ordinary times.

If Shang He is asked to tell Xu Wan the location of the immortal fruit now, with this credit, can he let Xu Wan let him go?

This thought only flashed in Fu Zeyang's mind for a moment and then dispelled it, with his understanding of Xu Wan, the Ten Thousand Corpse Splitting Soul Sand is the treasure of Zhenshan that Xu Wan must practice to eliminate all difficulties, I am afraid that even if Shang He brings Laojun Jindan, he will not be able to exchange his life.

Even if there was a slight possibility, Fu Zeyang didn't dare to bet: "You take me to find the tree." ”

The two tried not to alarm the others, and quietly bypassed the mountain beam to find the tree under a cliff.

The tree was born on a huge rock, more than three meters high, the whole body was jade, the branches were red, like coral, the leaves were green, like jade, and the red branches and green leaves, as if it was a bonsai carved out of jade. In the dense foliage, there hung many fruits of the kind that had just been eaten.

"There's a monster in the cave next to the rock. Shang He stretched out his hand and pointed.

There is indeed a cave on the side of the rock where the fairy fruit tree grows, and the sun cannot shine directly into it, and it is black and rumbling, and there is a faint smell of fishy smell wafting with the wind.

"How did you just lure him away?"

Shang He took out three cursed black beans from his pocket, threw one out first, flew to the entrance of the cave, and with a "bang", it exploded into a cloud of black mist, and a golden-armored god came out of the black mist, holding Fang Tian's halberd and stabbing it into the cave.

As soon as the golden halberd was poked in, a golden shadow burst out of it, and the sharp claws grabbed it down, and with a "snap", the mighty golden armor god immediately shattered into bean dregs.

Shang He followed and threw out the second black bean, still turning into a golden armor god, this time standing on the tree, holding two Xuanhua board axes, slashing at the monster's head, and being easily crushed by the monster's claws.

Shang He threw out the third black bean, turned into a golden-armored god with a bow at the bottom of the stream, bent the bow and shot an arrow, and the monster let out a whining roar, and flew down the cliff, still killing with one blow.

"That's it!" After luring the monster away, Shang He pulled Fu Zeyang up to grab the fruit.

Fu Zeyang did not take a step, but waved his hand and released the three-mouth flying fork that he had cultivated day and night.

When he refined the fork, he didn't use human flesh and blood, nor did he use corpse soul bones, he only used pure moonlight essence to attach and refined, condensing day by day, although the single-mouth lethality is not as powerful as that of other junior disciples, but it is more pure, and it is in line with his true qi, and it is like an arm and finger, as if it is a part of his own body.

With the direction of his fingers, the Taiyin Flying Fork turned into three silver-white rays of light and flew to the bottom of the stream, stabbing at the monster.

The monster was a monkey-like thing, with golden yellow hair, a height of one meter five or six when it stood up, two arms longer than its own body, very muscular, and a pair of claws the size of a basin.

What's even more powerful is that this monster can fly against the wind, and the speed is extremely fast, whistling away, whistling back, grabbing the flying fork with those claws, and actually breaking the fork. Fu Zeyang exhaled true qi and blessed it in the air, causing three talismans to appear on the surface of the fork, and the thick moon essence gushed out, resisting the monster's huge force. The monster failed to break the fork as it had hoped, and became furious, roaring in its throat, and the wind and clouds surged from the roar to the cliff.

Fu Zeyang pinched the trick with both hands, and at the same time controlled the three flying forks, surrounded the monster in the center, and kept attacking with stabs like a marquee.

The monster was fierce, grabbing a fork in each hand to block the third, clanging and clanging.

It didn't take much effort, the monster was stabbed into the body by forks one after another, and blood beads splashed along the golden retriever droplets, and the monster was stimulated to be ferocious, roaring again and again, and kept rushing to the cliff to the two of them.

Fu Zeyang was already invincible, but he was afraid that his shout would alarm Xu Wan and the others, so he had to fight quickly. He stopped the monster with one hand, did not let him get close, concentrated and calmed, stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and drew a talisman in the air. Where his fingertips swiped, there were shiny rune traces, lingering.

Fu Zeyang finished drawing the forbidden talisman in one go, and slapped it with his hand, and the talisman turned into a bright light that flew through the air and was imprinted into the monster's body, and the monster's speed immediately slowed down a few points.

This is a specially sealed Taiyin ghost seal, and Fu Zeyang once used it to seal a tiger. Shooting a talisman into the tiger's body can immediately freeze the tiger, like a simulated large plush toy, it can no longer move, and it must take more than two hours to recover. However, at this time, this talisman only slowed down the monster's movements slightly, and he hurriedly drew a second one.

Twelve were drawn in a row, the Taiyin Xuanjing is based on the moon phase, twelve is the largest number, there are only twelve in total, and all of them are superimposed, which is the most powerful Taiyin prohibition.

Fu Zeyang's skills are limited, and he can only achieve five layers of superposition in normal times, so he has eaten immortal fruits, broken through the realm, has a hundred times more spirit, has more than enough strength, and superimposed twelve layers in one breath, all of which are imprinted on the monster's physical strength, and the monster is finally overwhelmed and falls on the stone.

Fu Zeyang manipulated two flying forks to shoot into the monster's eyes, the monster screamed, and was poked into his mouth by the third fork, the three-pronged silver mangs flashed, and the force moved forward, converging in the monster's brain, and finally killing it!

He was holding the spirit trick in his hand, and he sensed that the tip of the fork was piercing something like jade, which was very hard, and the flying fork couldn't pierce and shatter it. He inhaled it with his true qi and brought it out with a flying fork, and it turned out to be an oval bead the length of his thumb, like an egg, one big and one small.

On the surface of the blue light, there is a circle of red brilliance, burning like a flame, holding it in your hand, but you don't feel hot. He knew it was a baby, so he washed it with water and put it away.

The monster was killed, and Shang He's face was full of admiration: "Senior brother is so powerful!"

"You go and throw the monster's corpse under the cliff, let the stream wash away, clean up the bloodstains, whether it is a fairy fruit or a monster, don't tell anyone about everything!" Fu Zeyang instructed Shang He with a serious face, fly over the mountain stream as fast as possible, pick all the fruits on the tree, and wrap them in a baggage.

"Senior brother, don't we offer some to Master?" Shang He asked cautiously.

"If you want to give it to me, you will naturally give it, you must not say it, and you must not say it to anyone!" Fu Zeyang instructed Shang He to check that there was no one around, and carefully handle the traces of the scene.

On the way back, he bumped into the eldest son of Wang: "What did you two do over there?"

Fu Zeyang said coldly: "Do I have to report to you what I do?"

Wang Changzi sneered: "I heard the roar of a wild beast over there just now, but it was not a tiger roar, nor a wolf howl, several of us have never heard that kind of roar, it sounds like we have been injured, we are doing a battle of trapped beasts, this will be gone again, did you encounter some novel beast and kill it?"

"It has nothing to do with you. Fu Zeyang didn't want to talk to him more, so he took Shang He and prepared to leave.

"You two must have gotten something good, such sneaky!" The eldest son of the king looked like "nothing in the world can escape my eyes", "You two must not have done anything good, I'll go see for myself!"

Shang He was a little nervous: "Senior brother, what should we do?"

"Don't worry about him, let's go back!" Fu Zeyang took Shang He back to the cave where he lived, stretched out his hand to draw talismans in the air, and the crystal light left traces as his fingertips swept by, like a trickle. Draw a Taiyin ghost seal, wipe it with your hand, and spread it out into a round water mirror, which shows the figure of the eldest son of the king.