Chapter 15: The Wonder of the Holy Fruit

After taking a bite, Fang Ling was about to take a second bite, but suddenly felt something. When he looked down, he saw Xiao Diao raising his little head, his claws closed in front of his chest, and his innocent eyes were wide open.

Of course, this guy was not staring at Fang Ling, but the plump and juicy spiritual fruit on Fang Ling's hand. It licked his mouth, his eyes were watery, and he looked pitiful, but there was still a trace of fruit liquid left on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he had just been fed by Huo Junyuan.

"You little slander! Well, these fruit foods are not very useful to me anyway, so I can taste it. It's better to give it a try." Fang Ling smiled and scolded, then threw the spirit fruit to it.

The little diaek was so excited that he pounced on it, mouthful and mouthful, and soon gnawed the spirit fruit to a core. Then he turned his head and looked at Xiao Xue with his eyes.

Seeing that it was so cute, everyone was reluctant to refuse it. They gave it whatever they wanted. And everyone knew that the spiritual fruit in the upper realm had a considerable nourishing effect on creatures in the lower realm. If you eat it like this, you can be enough to achieve the ten years of cultivation of Xiaomiao.

Fang Ling tasted each fruit, and thousands of flavors flowed in his mouth and poured into the eight extraordinary meridians along his throat. However, he had not forgotten the important matter, and threw the cores that were gnawed out by the little marten into the cauldron.

Of course, the little diaek knew the magical use of the Cun Ding. He knew that once the core was thrown in, there would be countless spiritual fruits to eat in the future. So Fang Ling didn't need to do it at all. After it finished eating, it would obediently throw the core in without leaving a single one.

The Giant Bear Lord was quite excited for the first time to experience such a grand event, but the ferocious beast had more experience in various rare fruits. While tasting it, he mentioned other spiritual fruits to Fang Ling and others, which made everyone covet it.

When the hundred fruits were tasted, everyone praised them. Hong Choujing laughed and clapped his hands again. The applause was crisp and he passed straight to the foot of the mountain.

Then, everyone smelled a strange fragrance coming from the bottom of the mountain. The fragrance was as vague as clouds and smoke, without any weight. However, as soon as it was inhaled into the nose, it felt endless, as if the fragrance had been concentrated and tempered, but once it entered the nose, it was immediately released. Originally, everyone had eaten the rare treasures of hundreds of fruits, but they felt that no matter how delicious the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit was, it was probably just like this. However, when they smelled the fragrance, they were all excited, and they felt that their energy was so full that it was about to overflow.

The fragrance alone suppressed all the scents of the fruits I had just eaten, just like the fruits just now were just appetizers. Now that the topic was right, everyone suddenly felt ashamed, and they felt even more ashamed in their hearts. No wonder the sacred fruit of the hundred lotus is the best spiritual fruit, which is indeed extraordinary.

As the fragrance became stronger, a cultivator came with a sword. He saw him holding an extremely huge fruit with one hand. This fruit grew in a huge white lotus. The lotus petals were only the size of a palm, stacked layer by layer, and distributed inch by inch, with a thousand pieces, and also had a pure fragrance.

The holy fruit is like a ball, and it feels full. The fruit is pure white and has a faint yellow pattern. The fragrance comes to your nose, and everyone feels like they are lying in a river formed by the fragrance, so intoxicated that they can't even speak. The saliva in their mouths is automatically secreted. Everyone swallows from time to time, but they still feel dry and irritable.

Fang Ling's index finger was shaking and he thought that if he could get the seeds of the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit, then in the future, there would be a treasure to maintain the mountain.

When the holy fruit is placed on the flat ground, the lotus petals are blooming inch, and the beauty of the holy fruit makes everyone's eyes straightened.

At this time, another cultivator came with a long wooden box. When Hong Choujing opened the wooden box, he saw a pure white sword hilt inside.

Guan Jinghua's eyes lit up and exclaimed: "Is this the famous alchemy weapon of Jiuhua Sect - the Tianshuang Shadowless Sword?"

Sima Zhong also couldn't help staring at the hilt of the sword and praised: "It is rumored that this Tianshuang Shadowless Sword is a top-grade alchemy weapon. You can only see the hilt of the sword, but you can't see the sword body, just because the sword body is condensed from the essence of frost. Its thickness is almost invisible, but it is a sharp weapon without any strength or urgency."

Then everyone suddenly realized that it was not just the hilt of the sword, but that everyone could not see the sword body that originally existed.

Fang Ling also opened his eyes wide, but could not see the sword body clearly. He couldn't help but be surprised. There were indeed countless rare treasures in the cultivation world, and this alchemy alone made people drool.

Hong Choujing smiled slightly and said, "This sword was refined by the sect leader of the previous generation of this sect more than a thousand years ago. Although this sword is absolutely extraordinary in combat, the original intention of refining this sword was not for a battle, but for the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit."

Everyone was surprised when they heard this, Hong Choujing immediately explained: "The Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit is a strange thing in the world. This thing is very delicate and needs careful care during the five hundred years of growth. After it matures, there are certain rules to cut this thing for consumption, that is, it is not stained with dust. Once dust falls on the holy fruit, the holy fruit will immediately rot and rot."

Guan Jinghua understood and said, "Most magical instruments are contaminated with dust during use. Only the Tianfrost Shadowless Sword is so thin that it cannot even stick to dust, so it is best to use it to cut the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit."

Hong Choujing nodded, stood up from his seat, holding the Tianshuang Shadowless Sword, and slowly wiped the thin sword with two fingers in his left hand. Every time he blew, a frost shadow appeared on the sword. When the sword tip was applied, the entire sword was covered with a thin layer of frost.

Then, when Hong Choujing moved his right wrist slightly and his sword body stroked forward, he saw countless sword shadows falling on the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit. His sleeves waved, and the divided Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit flew towards the fruit plates in front of everyone's tables.

The huge Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit was cut into hundreds in an instant, each of which was only half a foot long and two fingers wide. However, when they saw the Holy Fruit that fell in front of them, everyone felt that the light was shining on it and they couldn't even open their eyes.

The flesh of the holy fruit seems to be as numerous as thousands of layers, densely overlapping together, the softer the more you go inside, and even the flesh color is extremely rich, but it is cleverly combined.

When I smelled the fruit fragrance just now, everyone seemed to have been walking in the desert for thousands of years, with their mouths and tongues anxiously waiting for the water source. Now when I see the flesh, they all look like a long time of rain, and their eyes are red.

Only Fang Ling was disappointed because after the holy fruit was divided, he found that there was no fruit on the lotus petals. He was afraid that the holy fruit of the hundred lotus was born from the roots and cut it after it matured, and it would take another five hundred years to grow again.

He couldn't help but feel disappointed. At this time, Hong Choujing shouted loudly: "Please." Everyone couldn't wait to pick up the flesh and bite it. Even a master like Guan Jinghua put a lot of concentration to slow down his movements.

Seeing everyone eating, Xiao Diao even drooled all over the floor, her eyes almost glared out, looking left and right, hoping who could give it a little.

Of course, Fang Ling and others are not stingy people. No matter how precious the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit is, how could they be stingy with such a cute little cutie?

So everyone gave it a small piece to it, and threw some into the Cun Ding so that the little fox and the little thunder divine could enjoy it, and then they started to eat their own.

Fang Ling bit her pupils suddenly magnified. What a wonderful feeling. The flesh had no skin. As soon as the teeth were pressed up, the flesh broke down in response to the sound, and became soft from crispy. Thousand layers of flesh had a thousand layers of texture. When it was swallowed into the mouth, it was released suddenly, continuously and densely packed.

It is as pure as water, as rich as wine, sweet and soft as noodles, and as vigorous as noodles. Moreover, this taste changes continuously over time, making people feel like they are in an extremely mysterious time and space, and every part of their body is leaping and boiling, like countless mouths, greedily swallowing the fruit liquid, and their cultivation is rising "thump" and it seems like they have experienced a complete transformation again.

Everyone felt their cultivation level increase, and they stood cross-legged and absorbed the energy in the fruit liquid.

The little miao was so satisfied that she lay directly on the ground. Her eyes had already turned white, her mouth was wide open, and her belly was bulging like a ball. The intoxicating feeling was so comfortable.

After everyone absorbed their skills, they all withdrew their merits. Fang Ling put away the Dharma and looked at his body, and was immediately overjoyed. The source of the five senses, which was originally as thin as silk, became much stronger, and his cultivation level had obviously increased by a small part. It was truly the essence of five hundred years.

If you follow the current cultivation progress, it will take at least four or five years to reach this level. Although four or five years are just a blink of an eye for a cultivator, Fang Ling knew that even if it was endless time, it would be a great thing to be able to advance a little.

Other cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage are also happy to see the appearance, but only cultivators in the Golden Elixir Stage are more calm. For them, in addition to the good taste of the holy fruit, the help to practice is really limited.

Seeing everyone's satisfied expressions, Hong Choujing laughed and said, "It is difficult for you to absorb all the nutrients of the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit in a short time. After you go back, you can absorb them all for a few months."

Everyone expressed gratitude. At this moment, a huge explosion sound suddenly came from the north. The sound was so strong that it seemed as if it was earth-shaking, and everyone was shocked.

Hong Choujing also quickly stood up and looked at it. When he saw the direction of the incident, his face changed completely. Hu Dongshan blurted out: "What's going on? Isn't there a breeding ground for the Holy Fruit of Bailian?"

When everyone heard this, everyone was shocked. Guan Jinghua suddenly stood up and said righteously: "Is it because the evil Taoist took advantage of our gathering here to steal the root of the Hundred Lotus Holy Fruit? He really doesn't take our righteous Tao seriously. Everyone, we can't stand by and watch!"

Everyone was in agitation. Before Hong Choujing could stop him, Guan Jinghua took the lead and took off his sword and flew towards the north mountain. Hundreds of cultivators followed him, and the moment was gone.
Chapter completed!