Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 28 Blood Yang Fruit, Black Water Turtle!

"Is the Iron-toothed Tiger born from eggs?"

Yan Yun glanced at the dark monster egg on the table and couldn't help but ask a question.

Xiao Yu covered her mouth and smiled, her beautiful eyes moving slightly: "Who told him to be born from an armored turtle?"

"Just like Senior Brother, if you and Xiao Yu form a Taoist couple, your children will definitely be as strong as Senior Brother in the future!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his jade finger and pointed gently at Yan Yun's chest.

Since practicing wind and thunder to forge the body to the third level, Yan Yun's body has been able to withstand magical weapons.

They are completely different from those skinny disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect.

Therefore, when Xiaoyu saw Yanyun for the first time, he was deeply attracted.

"Cough cough!"

Yan Yun coughed lightly, pointed to a few monster eggs on the table, and said, "How much does this iron-toothed tiger egg cost?"

"Senior brother, if you want it, eighty low-level spiritual stones will do!"

With a "click" sound, Yan Yun handed a storage bag directly to Xiao Yu, and then asked: "Xiao Yu, I wonder if you can tell me, if I need a large number of monster eggs, where should I go?"

Xiaoyu weighed the storage bag lightly, and after scanning it with his consciousness, he realized that there were a lot of spirit stones. Then he looked at Yan Yun and said: "The monster eggs are the most numerous, so we have to look at the Spirit Beast Mountain!"

"If it's not too far for you, you can go to Spirit Beast Shanfang City!"

Hearing this, Yan Yun frowned slightly.

I'm only at the peak of Qi training, so why would I travel so far to Spirit Beast Mountain?

This is really too risky.

Suddenly, Yan Yun glanced at the four monster eggs on the table, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and asked, "I wonder where these four monster eggs came from?"

"Whee!"

Xiao Yu covered her mouth and smiled: "Senior brother, could it be that he wants to steal the business of my store and inquire about the slave family's business?"

Yan Yun smiled awkwardly, cupped his hands and said, "I'm Meng Lang!"

What she was doing was the monster beast business. If she was told how to purchase goods, how could she still do business?
  It's also Yan Yun's fault. He knew the information about the monster eggs and forgot about this incident.

"It's okay, it's not a problem!"

Xiao Yu waved his hand, stared at Yan Yun with bright eyes, and said: "It's okay to tell you, but I need my senior brother to help me with something!"

"I have encountered a bottleneck in my practice of Su Nu Gong. If I want to break through, in addition to dual cultivation of men and women, I need to take the Blood Yang Fruit!"

Xiao Yu showed worry on his face and said calmly: "In my Biyue Sect, there are more girls than boys, so the supply of Blood Yang Fruit exceeds the demand!"

"If senior brother can help me find a Blood Yang Fruit, I can not only tell senior brother how to buy the monster egg, but also give senior brother a chance to practice dual cultivation for free!"

Hearing this, Yan Yun was slightly stunned. What is an opportunity for dual cultivation?
  Looking at the stunned Yan Yun, Xiao Yu covered her mouth and smiled, letting out a series of silver bell-like laughter:

"Gee, stop teasing me, just give me a Blood Yang Fruit, I promise!"

"You can buy nearly ten monster eggs from him every month!"

Hearing this, Yan Yun nodded: "Junior sister, don't worry, I will find the Blood Yang Fruit as soon as possible."

After saying that, Yan Yun turned around and left.

Although this Xiaoyu has never practiced the art of charm, his every frown and every smile is extremely charming.

It seems that if you take the initiative, you can sleep with the beautiful woman.

However, Yan Yun discovered that there was a faint coldness in Xiao Yu's eyes. Obviously, his true appearance was not what he looked like.

"Ignore this, we have to find the Blood Yang Fruit!"

Yan Yun murmured and walked on the Qingshi Street, inquiring about the Blood Yang Fruit.

After visiting the market for several times, Yan Yun couldn't find the Blood Yang Fruit.

However, we also found several places where Blood Yang fruit trees might grow.

Just wait until the next morning to search.

The Hidden Moon Sect is the largest immortal cultivating sect in the Yue Kingdom.

Therefore, the treasured land of Lingshan it occupies is also the largest among the seven major sects.

There are many monster beasts entrenched in the hundreds of mountain peaks.

However, with the mountain guarding formation, it is difficult for a third-level monster to be born under the Hidden Moon Sect Mountain Range.

As soon as a monster breaks through to the third level, a foundation-building master will enter the mountain to hunt it.

Therefore, only disciples of the Hiding Moon Sect in the Foundation Establishment stage dare to enter the mountains at will. Disciples who are only at the peak of Qi training usually go into the mountains in groups.

Even if you encounter a second-level monster, you still have the ability to protect yourself.

early morning.

Yan Yun stepped on the green flying sword and flew towards the mountains.

The flying sword is given when you first enter.

Yan Yun used it fairly well.

"If you haven't cultivated to the hundred-foot line, the safest thing is to move forward with the disciples of the sect!"

Yan Yun looked at the emerald green mountains, a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes, and he thought silently in his heart:

"Han Li and Nangong Wan together can kill an ink dragon with level two strength!"

"I wonder if I can compare to them now!"

Although Yan Yun has no talisman, he possesses wind and thunder spiritual roots and masters wind and thunder spells.

His cultivation has reached the thirteenth level of Qi training, and Feng Lei body training has also reached the third level.

It can be said that both the spirit and body have reached the peak of Qi training.

Coupled with the Hundred-foot Line, I think I should be able to compete with the second-level monsters.

There was another very important reason why Yan Yun didn't agree to Yan Ruyan's invitation.

One's own Lei Linggen cannot be seen in the light.

At least now.

Under the condition that he can only cast wind spells and a hundred-foot line.

Facing level two monsters, it’s just monks who have more ways to save their lives.

"According to the information we received, the Blood Yang Fruit loves Yang!"

Yan Yun swept across the steep slope not far away and whispered: "There is plenty of sunlight here, which meets the conditions for the growth of Blood Yang Fruit!"

His consciousness swept across the steep slope, except for a few decades-old herbs.

Got nothing.

Yan Yun did not waste anything. After putting the herbs into the storage bag, he flew to the next area.

The other side of the mountains.

"Xiao Yu, how many Blood Yang Fruits have you collected?"

A tall female cultivator with two buns in her hair looked at Xiao Yu: "If there are not enough Blood Yang Fruits, there is no way to lure that evil turtle out!"

Xiao Yu waved his hand, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Li Yue, you also know that there are many female cultivators in the Xueyang Fruit Sect who are in short supply!"

"I have coaxed several male cultivators to help me pick them!"

Li Yue frowned slightly and glanced at Xiao Yu: "As long as the Xueyang Fruit is swallowed, the Xuan Shui Turtle's body will rapidly expand and its hard shell will fall off. This is when it is at its weakest!"

"When the time comes, you and I will take action and kill him!"

……

Not to mention how Xiao Yu and the two planned.

Yan Yun unknowingly came to a deep pool.

The dazzling sunlight shines on the cliff.

There are several light red spiritual trees growing there.

"Blood Yang Fruit!"

Yan Yun looked at the red spirit fruit on the spirit tree, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

"I didn't expect there to be three spiritual trees here!"

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the flying sword under his feet turned into a white light and appeared under the spiritual tree in an instant.

The spirit fruit is still small, only about the size of a fist, red with a hint of green.

Clearly immature.

However, Yan Yun couldn't care about this and directly picked a few larger ones and stuffed them into the storage bag.

(End of this chapter)