341 Crossing the sea

Qin Yujian left Chisong Island and went straight back to the cave of the Great Desert Island. After returning to the adium, the first thing is to take out the heavy bird dumpling box from the storage bag and open it to see what the sacred blood fruit of Bai's blog looks like.

In the black iron box, there is indeed a low shrub.

However, it is not as bloody as Ye Qin thought, but cyan.

This blue shrub has five small green fruits the size of a finger on its branches. There was a thin green fog around the bush, and the fruit slowly released these green fog. After the strange bird iron box was opened, wisms of green fog floated out, and a strange fragrance came to the nose.

Ye Qin just sucked a little blue fog into his body, and then felt that his body shook slightly. The faint expansion of muscles and bones seemed to affect a force in his body, and he was impulsive to burst out.

"The blood spirit fruit has the magical effect of enhancing the divine power. Is this the sacred object used by the Turkish wrestlers of the Bai tribe to refine the blood elixir? ... "I don't know if immortals can produce natural divine power after taking it."

Ye Chunri was bright, looked at it in surprise, and meditated on the sound.

If you can really make the monk have divine power, then this blood fruit is extraordinary. A immortal who has divine power, even if he does not have magic weapons and mana, he still has strong power. You can imagine how terrible such a immortal cultivation will be on the battlefield.

However, he didn't try to eat one.

Tuzoku wrestlers can take this fruit, but it is completely unclear whether the immortals can take it. There are likely to be unpredictable consequences. He will not try such a risk easily.

Ye Qin came back from the tribe with blood and spiritual fruit. Of course, he wanted to see if he could plant it in Zifu. Even if you don't need it for the time being. Such a spiritual object with magical effect may be useful.

His sleeves rolled up, and the low shrubs and green fog in the bird's iron box disappeared. In the field of Zifu Mufu, there is an extra blue shrub.

The blood spirit fruit is the wood system Wu Muil used wood spirit stone halberd cultivation.

Ye Qin used hundreds of lower-grade wood spiritual day, and the cyan shrubs quickly absorbed the aura of these spiritual stones, and the fruit gradually began to change color and turned into blue fruit. And the surrounding mist has also turned blue.

However, if it grows, the required wood spirit stone will be greatly increased, and nearly a thousand lower spirit stones will be consumed. The fruit on the shrub will turn into blood color, and the surrounding fog will turn into blood color at the same time.

Five blood-red fruits ripen and fall off.

The shrub reappeared several cyan fruits and grew again in the field.

Ye Qin was a little heartbroken. For the sake of these five blood fruits, he almost consumed more than half of his remaining wooden stones. There are not many spiritual stones left on him now, and he can't use them like this. With these slave fruit, it is enough.

Akamatsu Island Stone Hall, three days later, Sun Boxi Mountain.

"Xiu'er, our Bai tribe has been wandering in the East China Sea for a hundred years. It has declined, and fewer and fewer wrestlers are born in the clan. You are the most outstanding young patriarch of our tribe in hundreds of years, and there is no way out on this island.

I will ask Ye Xianchang to follow him and follow him to the East China Sea Islands. From now on, you can work for Ye Xianren. Although this fairy seems cold, he is rational. If he wants to survive in the East China Sea, he must do so.

If you follow this person, you may be able to rebuild the Bai tribe in the future so that the Bai tribe can reproduce.

Elder Bai Yun thought alone in the hall for a long time, and invited two other elders, as well as Bai Xiuer. He made a decision, looked at Xiuer with kind eyes, and said slowly.

"Great elder, my tribe was driven out of the island where we used to live by immortals. We have a deep hatred with immortals. Why should I rely on immortals? No, I won't go. As a young patriarch, I should naturally be with the clan!" Bai Xiuer was sitting in the hall and playing with her two black iron forks. Hearing the words, she suddenly jumped up excitedly and shouted as if she had been stepped on her tail.

"Middle-earth immortals and wizards have emerged one after another, and the strength in the East China Sea is unstoppable. Even the once powerful demon clan can only retreat under their strong attack. There is no good result for our Tu people to survive in the gap between the immortals and demons. Without the protection of immortals, it is difficult for any Turkish tribe to survive in the East China Sea. If it hadn't been for the demon clan, the great enemy of the immortals, the immortals would not have seen our Tu tribe. I'm afraid that our Tu people would have disappeared long ago.

Elder Bai Yun made this important decision. He was extremely tired and said helplessly, "Ye Xianchang is unwilling to accept the investment of the whole Bai tribe. I can only come up with this compromise way to let you follow him alone. If there is any other way out, I will never have the idea of letting you turn to immortals. As long as the patriarch is still alive, our tribe will still have hope. If you rely on immortals, at least you can live in the cracks.

This day.

When Ye Qin flew to the Stone Hall of Chisong Island again and returned the blood fruit of the Bai tribe. He had no choice but to find that Elder Bai Yun gave him a difficult problem and asked Bai Xiuer, the young patriarch of the Bai clan, to follow him to the East China Sea Islands and serve him from then on.

Ye Qin took a look at Bai Xiuer, who was full of anger and unhappy face, frowned and said, "Elder, I borrowed the blood fruit of your tribe for three days. In return, I can help you refine a better black iron halberd, or a high-level spiritual weapon. However, it's not right for you to ask your young patriarch to follow. I often practice in isolation and have no time to take care of your young patriarchs. In case of a mistake, it will be your tribe.

"Well, who cares about you taking care of the magpie!"

Bai Xiuer was forced by the elder to follow Ye Qin. She was sulking. Hearing the words, she immediately exclaimed angrily, "Ye Xianchang, I only have such a small request. Xiu'er can't have a future if she stays on this desolate Akasong Island. I'm old, and I can't support the tribe for long. After the death of our elders, the Bai tribe will inevitably decline. Although Xiuer is still young and ignorant, she can still serve the immortals. Let her follow Xianchang to the East China Sea Islands. If Xianchang really has no time to take care of her and let her live and die on the East China Sea Islands, it is better than staying on this Chisong Island. This place is so far away from the East China Sea Islands that I can't send her to the East China Sea Islands in person.

Elder Bai Yun said with a wry smile.

In the evening, a dark cloud barrier of dozens of feet rose into the air, left Chisong Island and flew away to the vast East China Sea. This flight lasted for more than half a month. There is no place to stay halfway. Of course, such a flight seems boring and even boring.

Bai Xiuer lay on the dark cloud barrier, holding her chin, and pitifully looking at the blue water below, the boundless East China Sea, almost suffocating to death. From the initial excitement of flying in the sky on the dark cloud barrier to the boredom now.

These are nothing.

What made her feel most hateful was the young man surnamed Ye, who sat cross-legged in front of the dark cloud barrier with his eyes closed and was protected by a faint golden shield.

For more than half a month, the elder asked bitterly, and finally even begged her to serve him and be a maid beside him. But he still refused, and there was no room for discussion at all.

In the end, the elder proposed that it would be enough to send her to the East China Sea Islands. This hateful guy agreed with an expression of unwillingness.

Is she so unattractive that she even dislikes being a maid?

Bai Xiuer looked down at her petite and concave and convex figure, full of puzzlement. In the tribe, she is the most beautiful girl, and there is no one who dares to say that she is not beautiful.

"Xianchang, I heard from the clan that many immortals like to use women as a tripod furnace for cultivation. It's not as good as Bai Xiuer's sudden thought of something. There was a fake smile on her beautiful face. She came to Ye Qin and slid into his arms. In the depths of his smiling eyes, there was The other hand quietly touched the bird iron fork around his waist. As long as he takes away the protective cover with his lustful thoughts, she will give him a good look. Let him know what will do if he offends her.

Ye Qin opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He grabbed her bright wrist, which had not been able to reach the bird's iron fork, and said in a low voice, "If you point the black iron fork at me, I will cut you into eight pieces and throw you into the sea to feed the fish!" In addition, the skills I practice don't need a woman to be a tripod furnace.

Bai Xiuer was shocked by his cold eyes.

"Hmm, what! Don't do it, just don't do it. I didn't do anything. She tried her best to break free from Hao's wrist and flashed to the side of the Beiyun barrier. She did not dare to approach Ye Qin again. She muttered and complained in a low voice, rubbing the jade wrist of Hui's pain.

Bai Xiuer sat aside. After being frightened, she soon continued to be bored again.

Ye Qin still meditated cross-legged, and the imperial weapon flew quickly.

In the East China Sea, there is no need to distinguish the direction, and he doesn't have to worry about bumping into anything. Every night, you just need to set the star disk to confirm that the general direction has not deviated. Just be careful not to encounter a demon storm.

Although Bai Xiuer felt that Ye Qin was very hateful, there was no one else here except the two of them. After a long time of wisdom, she couldn't help talking to Ye Qin to herself.

"Immortals, are you practicing fairy art?

"Hmm."

Ye Qin replied that it was always very simple.

"We Turkish wrestlers never need to meditated and practice like this. I usually lie on the ground, breathe, absorb the aura of the earth, and naturally automatically enhance the divine power. Of course, I also take blood elixir occasionally. The elder also said that I am the most talented wrestler in the Bai tribe for hundreds of years. After only 20 years, I have become a middle-level wrestler. Sooner or later, I will become a powerful high-level wrestler. My Bai tribe has never had a high-level wrestler.

Don't think your fairy skills are strong, maybe I will be better than you that day. It's a pity that you don't want me to be your maid now. You will definitely regret it in the future. The high-level wrestlers of the Tu nationality, even the powerful sea-swallowing beasts in the sea, can be tamed. Even demons may not dare to compare with us. You still dislike my good talent, huh!

Bai Xiuer's face is full of pride and a little old-fashioned. Oh, right? " Ye Qin was still as indifferent as ever. He said it lightly and did not refute it. Talent! There was a little sarcasm in his eyes.

The cruelty of cultivating immortals is not what Bai Xiuer, a girl who grew up in the Turkish tribe, can't imagine. The opponent won't care about your talent. If you die in battle, no talent is useless.

Just like Yan Wei, the core disciple of Qingdanmen, the potential of the single fire spirit root is as high as more than 70, and he is known as the young monk of the single spirit root in Qingdanmen for hundreds of years. However, the bones of Lvjiabao have been gone for a long time.

There are countless examples like this in the world of immortal cultivation.

If you want to live in the immortal world, you dare not slack off for a moment.

Ye Qin didn't think much about it. He didn't bury Bai Xiuer again in the closed day. He held a piece of jade slip in his hand. His consciousness was immersed in the magic mystery of Liao's ancient books and completely sank.