Yanwen shook his head and smiled.

"Silly boy, how is it possible? I was a good scattered immortal when I was alive, but now I only have a wisp of remnant soul left, if I still have the strength of scattered immortals, why do you need to help me? Besides, looking at the robe you wear, it should have only been up the mountain for a short time, right? With your current physique, can you withstand the strength of scattered immortals? I'm afraid that before the strength enters the body, you will explode and die immediately!"

Qiu Ze touched the back of his head in a sneer: "Okay, then what good is your soul heart for me?"

Yan Wen cleared his throat, but he was just a wisp of remnant soul, and it didn't matter if he couldn't clear his throat: "Although my soul heart will not directly help you improve your strength, it can play a very important role in your future cultivation." ”

"Oh?

"I was a high-level scattered immortal before I was born, although I have passed away as an immortal, and my strength has been greatly reduced, but in my soul's heart, I have recorded the whole process of my promotion from spiritual cultivation to immortal step by step, I gave it to you, in the future, you only need to cultivate according to the process of my becoming an immortal, I dare not say that I get twice the result with half the effort, but it can save you many detours!"

Looking at Qiu Ze, who was still unclear, Yan Wen continued: "The first step in cultivating the truth is to gather the spirit, the general cultivator, only about thirty percent of the chance of successfully gathering the spirit, if there is the guidance of the master, supplemented by the elixir, the probability will reach about fifty percent, but these are external forces, not much help to the cultivator, success or not, it still depends on the cultivator himself, but if you have the heart of my soul, you have the experience of gathering the soul...... Gathering Spirits, it's just a new start step by step!"

Akisawa suddenly realized and licked his shriveled lips.

Yanwen smiled and said: "Not only that, but it will also be of great benefit to your future cultivation, after all, I have walked the road once, and if you go again, there will not be too many deviations, and it will make you more proficient in the control of mana, and you will not leak too much mana, and concentrate mana on one point......"

Qiu Ze's eyes lit up, and he was about to speak, but Yanwen saw that his expression had changed, and then seduced: "The seventh-level high-level spiritual cultivation is a hurdle that the vast majority of cultivators can't overcome, and the gap between spiritual cultivation and immortals is like a chas......m!

"Stop, stop, senior, you don't have to say any more, I'll help you! I'll help you!"

Yan Wen was stunned: "I haven't finished yet." ”

Qiu Ze smiled: "Putting aside your conditions, you are the predecessor of Qi Yunguan, and she is the first valley master of Lingchou Valley, so it is reasonable for me to help with this favor." ”

Yanwen nodded slowly and said, "Well, okay, you lie down, two thousand years of waiting have exhausted all my patience and life, and I can't wait......"

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Xin Yibo tore off a piece of roasted meat in one bite and chewed it vigorously.

Daochen Zhenren and his party sat far away from Xinyibo, meditating and pondering.

These days, Qiu Ze has not appeared, and several people in the abyss have to return to the Cold Moon Cave and bring some spirit beast corpses that were killed by Daochen Zhenren before to come down and roast meat to satisfy their hunger.

"This meat is really unpalatable......"

Xin Yibo frowned, chewed a few bites of meat, and spit it out: "It's still delicious tender rabbit meat in Wu County...... These animals have lived for decades, and the meat has grown old and dry. ”

It has been three or four days since Akisawa entered the ancient tree, and during this time, the leaves of the ancient tree have gradually turned yellow and fallen, and even the trunk has withered a lot.

After waiting for days, Xin Yibo became more and more anxious, he was afraid that Qiu Ze would have three strengths and two shortcomings, so he hesitated for a moment and came to the edge of the ancient tree again.

"Master, Qiu Ze can't be dead, right?"

Zi glanced at Xin Yibo and shook his head.

Daochen Zhenren snorted: "The ancient tree is dying, that kid, it should be dying, hmph! It's best to die! The people of Lingchou Valley, none of them are good things, especially this dead fat man!"

Zizhuang rubbed his stomach: "Master, this belly of the apprentice is not used to eating animal meat, let's go, wait any longer, I will soon become thin." ”

Zixu and the others burst out laughing.

Daochen Zhenren also smiled: "Don't worry, let's wait a few more days, my gamble with the dead fat man is not over yet, if we leave, Qiu Ze took the Dragon Yan Fruit, and I can't explain it to the master." ”

Just between a few people chatting, Fan Sang Gushu suddenly trembled violently!

Daochen Zhenren hurriedly came to Xin Yibo's side, and several people surrounded Fan Sang Ancient Tree, unaware of it.

"Boom la la ......"

The ancient tree of Fan Sang trembled a few more times, and the leaves on the tree, like snow, slowly fell.

After a while, the ancient tree began to tremble violently, shaking incessantly, almost shaking off the leaves on the tree.

"What's going on?" Daochen Zhenren took a few steps back: "Quickly retreat!"

Except for Xin Yibo, several people quickly took a dozen steps back.

Just when the ancient tree trembled, a faint blue circle of light appeared at the junction in the middle, and the color of the aperture gradually darkened, and suddenly, a black shadow appeared from it and plunged into Xin Yibo's arms.

Xin Yibo was caught off guard and hugged the black shadow for a few steps.

The aperture gradually disappeared, and Xin Yibo was shocked and hurriedly supported the figure.

At this time, Qiu Ze's clothes on his body had been torn into strips of cloth, his hair was unkempt, and his anger was like a gossamer.

Xin Yibo hurriedly took out a few pills and stuffed them into Qiu Ze's mouth.

Qiu Ze smiled and said to Xin Yibo: "Master, I'm out!"

Seeing that it was Qiu Ze, Dao Chen Zhenren quickly came to Xin Yibo's side, took Qiu Ze's hand and asked, "What about Long Yan Fruit?

Xin Yibo also asked, "How do you feel, why are you so seriously injured?"

Qiu Ze took a few breaths, slowly stood firm, and said to Xin Yibo: "Master, the apprentice is fine......

He touched his waist—the only thing left intact about his white robe.

He saw two pale yellow fruits, which he touched out.

These two fruits are about the size of rice balls, round all over the body, and when they are held in Qiu Ze's hand, they emit a faint pale yellow light, and when you get closer, you can still feel an intoxicating atmosphere.

Daochen Zhenren's eyes widened: "Is this the Dragon Yan Fruit?"

As he spoke, he was about to reach out and grab it, but Xin Yibo's eyes were quick, and he pushed away Daochen Zhenren's hand, and said angrily: "Senior brother, what do you mean by this?"

Daochen Zhenren was pushed, and his eyes turned cold: "Dead fatty, our gamble is not over yet!"

Saying that, Daochen Zhenren took his disciples back a few steps, leaving only Zicheng Zixian and Zizhuang.

"Senior brother, have you forgotten our gamble? You can only win if you take the Dragon Flame Fruit out of the abyss, and we are still in the abyss at this time, this Dragon Flame Fruit may not be yours, right?"

Xin Yibo held a spear in his hand and blocked in front of Qiu Ze: "So, senior brother is going to fight with me?"