Chapter 115： Dragon Blood Tree (1/2)
Qin Feng returned to his residence happily.
It has been more than a year since he started, and he still knows a little bit about the Lord of the Spirit Snake Peak.
Liu Xuanling is definitely a genius in the practice. He has cultivated to the peak of the Golden Core in less than a hundred years, and is only one step away from the Purple Mansion realm.
If she is promoted to the Purple Mansion, her status will immediately rise and become the level of the inner gate elder.
Qin Feng thinks it's nice to have such a backing.
Although Liu Xuanling has a weird personality, and for this reason, she has always had enemies with others, but her temperament is very short-sighted. If she can worship her, she is not afraid of being bullied.
On the other side, Liu Xuanling retreated so fast, his figure seemed real and fantasy, and he flew far away in an instant.
She flew directly into the inner door, fell on a beautiful mountain peak, and stepped into a simple wooden house.
”Master, Master...”
There was no one in the house. She quickly walked out of it and stood in front of the wooden house and shouted a few times.
”Sister Liu is back?”
Not far away in a small elixir garden, the fat monk who was bending over a weird fruit tree with a height of half a person raised his head and glanced here, then chuckled: ”Junior sister, you usually nest Spirit Snake Peak, it is rare to see you come back all year round. No major incidents have happened recently. Why do you remember that you came back?”
”I want you to control!”
Liu Xuanling gave him a blank look, and asked fiercely, ”Where is the master.”
”You girl?”
The fat young monk gave a wry smile: ”How can I say it's your second brother. I took care of you when you were a kid. How come you have grown up so fierce now that even the brother doesn't bark.”
I want to continue speaking, suddenly seeing Liu Xuanling's eyes widened, and hurriedly surrendered: ”Okay, OK, I'm not too long, Master is at the top of the mountain, if you are... eh, what about people?”
The slightly fat monk looked around and found that Liu Xuanling had already left, he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, ”Sister Liu is still a little more fun when she was a child. Now that she grows up, there is still half of the naivety of her childhood!”
Before he finished his words, he saw a gnawed spirit fruit flying out of the sky and slamming it on his head.
”Uh……”
The fat monk's face became stiff, he lowered his head and looked at the familiar shape of the spirit fruit that fell on the ground, and then looked at the small tree with only two spirit fruits left in front of him, and suddenly shouted in grief and angrily: ”My dragon Blood Fruit...”
A messy head protruded from behind a big tree not far away, glanced here, and laughed strangely: ”It deserves it, who made you bully the younger sister a lot? You don't know that she has the most temperament. If you bear grudges, I have persuaded you a long time ago that you don’t take it seriously, so how about it?
”Big brother, shouldn't you stand up and preside over justice for me? This dragon's blood fruit tree has been carefully cultivated for hundreds of years, and finally it bears three spiritual fruits, which was ruined by her.”
The fat young man cried out in pain.
”What kind of justice to preside? Your own strength is not good enough to beat Junior Sister Liu, who is the blame.”
The monk snorted: ”I told you a long time ago that if you put your mind on cultivation, you just don't listen, and you like to fiddle with those weird things all day long.
It’s better now. After a few years, if Junior Sister Liu advances to the Purple Mansion, I think you won’t even have the power to resist. Maybe she will take you all these things away. I see what you do then. ? ”
”I……”
The fat monk looked at each other pitifully: ”Big brother, will you help me then?”
”Guess what?”
Big Brother chuckled and ignored it.