She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 593
"Great! With the Shenyuan fruit, the third brother will be able to recover soon!"

Although the middle-aged man didn't say anything, the young man knew that the third brother must have been injured mentally and spiritually. Although he didn't know why he was suddenly injured, he would not talk too much about it.

"The Shenyuan fruit is gone?!"

However, as great as the hope, there is as great a disappointment.

When the two of them entered the barrier and found the big tree, looking at the bare branches and the marks of the branches being broken off, the young man spoke with frustration.

"Looks like someone got there first..."

Seeing that the marks were still fresh, the middle-aged man frowned and said firmly.

"What should I do?"

The young man turned his head to look at the middle-aged man. In these matters, he has always listened to the arrangement of the third brother.

"Let's go..."

The middle-aged man frowned and glanced at the branch, then walked forward without looking back.

"..."

Looking at the dejected back of the middle-aged man, the young man clenched his fists.

He secretly made up his mind to find the person who stole the Shenyuan fruit, and no matter what means he used, he would snatch it back.

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Qianqiao, who had no idea that she had been missed, woke up from meditation the next day and left the cave. She wanted to explore this forest again. Since there is an enchantment protection, there must be more than one good thing. .

After walking for about two hours, Qianqiao saw a small stream not far ahead, so she quickened her pace and walked over.

Although she has been fasted now, she still feels uncomfortable without drinking water for a long time.

Qianqiao washed her hands in the stream first, and then picked up a puddle of stream water with her small hands.

Just as she was about to drink it, Qian Qiao saw fine golden powder floating in the stream with sharp eyes.

"Why is there so much gold powder here?"

Qianqiao probed with spiritual power and found that the powder was made of gold, so she got up and walked upstream of the stream.

Although gold and silver are of no use to monks, Qianqiao is still curious about how they all come from.

Going upstream all the way, Qian Qiao found that the more she went up, the more gold dust she got. When she finally reached the source of the stream, it could be described as gold mud.

Looking around, Qian Qiao found that this was a very inconspicuous halfway up the mountain, except for the brook that continued to spew out gold mud, she didn't find anything special.

"Looks like we're going to explore the bottom of the stream~"

Thinking about it, Qian Qiao injected a wisp of spiritual power into the stream, and as the spiritual power deepened, she discovered that there was a hidden cave beneath the stream.

But obviously this is not the entrance, Qian Qiao decided to go around the mountain first, maybe he could find other entrances.

The hard work paid off, and Qianqiao finally found the entrance after half an hour. It was a small cave, and the entrance could only accommodate an adult bending down to pass through, and because there were bushes around it, so at first glance, it was a small cave. It is easy to be overlooked at first glance.

Qianqiao carefully got into the cave, fearing that the oriole would be behind her, she specially placed a defensive array at the entrance of the cave, so that it would be more difficult for others to find the entrance.

Qian Qiao bent down and walked into the cave for about a quarter of an hour, and suddenly something opened up in front of her eyes.

"Why does this place feel like whose cave?"

Qian Qiao looked at the cave walls with obvious traces of man-made carvings, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she became more vigilant about this place in her heart.

This kind of cave is very likely to be opened up by a great power who fell here. She has read a lot of books on self-cultivation, and there will always be someone's remnant soul in it, either to seize the house or give away equipment.

Of course Qianqiao hoped it was the latter, but she couldn't let her guard down because of this. She still remembered what happened to the pink-haired girl in the White House last time.

(End of this chapter)