Many children, many blessings, the great witch of blood will dominate the world!

Chapter 152 Uncle Fruit Tree, grab some toys for us.
At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi's mentality collapsed. He rubbed his eyes crazily and doubted his life.

He could not imagine at all why the strength of these descendants was so hidden, even the babies had quasi-sage cultivation.If it grows to a hundred or ten thousand years later, the cultivation level will be so terrifying.

"hiss……"

Zhen Yuanzi took a deep breath and nodded with a complicated expression, "You are very good. You can barely break through my defense. It seems that you are practicing well on weekdays."

He forced a smile and nodded in praise.

He looked calm on the surface, but his heart was boiling.Although he had been extremely cautious and overestimated the abilities of these children as much as possible, he still did not expect that it would be countless times more terrifying than he imagined.

What is even more incredible is that there may be many quasi-holy children like this in the Blood Witch Tribe.If the army of these descendants comes out in full force, even his Longevity Mountain will not be able to withstand it.

After receiving the praise, the young disciples did not take it seriously and did not show any intention of being inflated.

Lin Xuan's father had said that it was very dangerous outside the wilderness, and it was not enough to just get the approval of the old man Guoshu.

Looking at such a humble and steady cub of the mythical beast, Zhen Yuanzi felt that there was no one left.

However, he was willing to admit defeat. Not only did he take a step back, but he was also blown away by these bastards in a sneak attack. Fortunately, no one saw his embarrassing scene.

"You are practicing very well, no worse than those brothers." Zhen Yuanzi nodded with a smile.

"Then Uncle Guoshu loses, what reward should he give us?"

The eyes of all the cubs were shining, and they looked up and down. Some of the lions opened their mouths, and the rewards were too trivial. They didn't like them at all, and they had to be the best.

Jin Yuanzi: ...

He was messy and his whole body was in bad shape. After all, he never thought he would lose, especially to a group of naughty kids.

Zhen Yuanzi smiled kindly, picked a few fruits, handed them over and said:
"This is the best innate spiritual root fruit. If you take it, you will definitely be able to lay a better foundation."

He was helpless and collapsed. When would he have to be shy to please others? How could this be justified?

Moreover, even people like Sanqing are just acquaintances of the same generation, and they are very friendly in order to get ginseng fruit.

However, in front of these cubs of mysterious mythical beasts of unknown origin, his fruit trees suddenly lost their fragrance, as if they were trash.

For a moment, he really couldn't understand the Wu Clan. Could it be that since the rise of the Wu Clan, their background has become so unbelievable that they can't even appreciate the best spiritual roots?

"Oh my God, who are these children? Why are they so enlightened? Are they all the children of the Witch Lord?"

Zhen Yuanzi's hands were frozen, his heart was filled with turmoil, and his face was full of madness and disbelief.

Until this moment, he still couldn't accept the fact that he lost.

Swah——

With a snap, the dolls pushed his hand away, all looking disgusted and not buying it at all.After all, such fruits may be very valuable outside, but in the Blood Witch Tribe, they are not surprised and taste bland.

"The fruit stinks, we don't want it." The mythical beasts babbled and rejected each other's kindness.

But this made Zhen Yuanzi unable to control himself, and his expression fell.

He also thought that when he was with Hongyun before, these disciples also disliked ginseng fruit.At that time, I thought it was these bastards who were pretending. Who would have thought that they really looked down on me.Zhen Yuanzi's lips trembled and his expression collapsed. He only had so much possessions in his whole body. He couldn't lend his fetal membranes to a group of children to play with. What if they lost them all.

At this moment, how much he hoped Hongyun could come back soon.What kind of magical apprentices are these? Each one is more difficult to deal with than the last. I really can’t understand how Hongyun gets along with and teaches them on weekdays.

"Okay, okay, what do you want? As long as you can, uncle will get it." Zhen Yuanzi smiled to please.

He was still somewhat confident in his heart. With his quasi-sage peak strength, there was no magic elixir or fruit that he could not obtain.No matter how powerful these dolls are, regardless of their temperament and age, they are still very useful.

Although Lin Xuan's descendants don't like ginseng fruit, maybe they like some candies from the outside world?
"This is what Uncle Guoshu said. We want the Golden Lotus of Merit from the West, which can make a lot of wine."

"Isn't this a bit difficult for uncle? The next best thing is the hibiscus tree from Sun Star."

"Is this also difficult? Then let's use Taoist Tongtian's Four Swords of Zhuxian. It will be cool to use as a toy."

The dolls talked a lot and put forward their requests to Zhen Yuanzi.Seeing the latter's face gradually stiffening, they also knew that this was forcing others to do something difficult and lowering the threshold requirements.

Everyone is a little disappointed and lonely. It seems that it is really dangerous outside the wilderness. Uncle Guoshu can't even make such a small request. He must be too weak.

After all, at Uncle Qinglong's place, they often heard the stories told by Zixiao Gongsan, and they had long been eager to snatch the Four Swords of Zhu Xian and use them as toys.

That was the magic weapon of Demon Ancestor Rahu. It must be very powerful. Unfortunately, my father was too busy fishing and had no time to help them snatch it.

Now, finally, a powerful uncle comes from outside. Who knows that he can't even fulfill this small request.

Seeing the disappointment written in the eyes of his young disciples, Zhen Yuanzi's mentality completely collapsed and he trembled for a while.

"Who is deceiving these fairy seedlings? Yaoshou, how can you say such nonsense?"

Zhen Yuanzi's heart was broken and numb, and his scalp was trembling.

He just felt that it was a pity that these children grew up in a closed witch gate and could not leave the house. They were basically deceived by Hong Yun and the twelve ancestral witches.

Not only did he think that the prehistoric world was very dangerous, but now he was incited to steal the magic weapons of Sanqing and Styx?

Whether you can win or not is a question.

Moreover, whoever dares to plot their treasure opportunities in the West just for the sake of guiding and quasi-mentioning is afraid that they will not be able to live well for the rest of their lives, and they will have to set up a formidable and helpless opponent.

"cough……"

Zhen Yuanzi blushed, looked like a master, shook his head and said: "What you said is too simple. However, seizing people's opportunities is the hatred of blocking the way. I don't despise it. Let's change the conditions. Why don't you follow me as a disciple? Studying art..."

"Really? Uncle can't beat him, can he?"

"Forget it, it's not difficult for you."

"Uncle likes to plant trees, so let us play with this little tree on your head."

The dolls' eyes changed, and finally they focused on the ginseng fruit tree. They couldn't move away anymore.

After all, this is the best spiritual root. Although the fruit it can grow is limited, it doesn't matter. If you use it to make wine for your mother and father, you will definitely be able to brew an extremely mellow wine!
(End of this chapter)