Chapter 23: Lightning strikes wood, Blood Solid Fruit

Author: Xiaolu

Chapter 23: Lightning strikes wood, Blood Solid Fruit

When Huang Daxian heard this, his face froze. He was threatened.

After all, the Huangxian clan is considered a big clan. As the leader of the tribe, how could he not be angry when he was threatened like this? He wanted to say some tough words, but he saw that there was a lush aura on the heads of the four objectives.

I feel panicked when I look at it a few more times, as if I can destroy him at any time.

I seemed to have thought of something in my mind, "Did you invite Maoshan ancestors here?"

Seeing that he saw it, Siwei smiled immediately, "Tongbeishan is the territory of your Huangxian clan. I must prepare some protective measures. What if you suddenly get hurt? I haven't lived enough yet."

Huang Daxian was also anxious when he heard this. Now he was in a dilemma, but the materials of the two magic swords could never be given.

You should know that the weight of the five hundred-year-old lightning tree is enough to make two peach wood swords in total.

In fact, it does not mean that a whole tree of lightning strike wood can become the material for magic tools. If that is the case, although lightning strike wood is rare, there will be no less magic tools. Normally, only one percent of a whole tree of lightning strike wood can be used as spiritual materials, and the rest are waste materials and cannot be used.

After the entire lightning-striking wood was refined by the Huangxian clan, there were only two magic weapons left. If they were given to four eyes, how could he be willing to use the value of the lightning-striking wood for five hundred years?

He looked at the green aura above his head with fear.

"The Taoist priest also knows the weight of a magic sword. Not all lightning wood can be used as spiritual materials. The total amount of that lightning wood is only two magic swords. It is wrong for my Huangxian clan to provoke the disciples of Maoshan. However, at the price of the 500-year lightning wood, the weight of a magic sword is enough to offset it. Taoist priest should not be greedy."

When the four eyes heard this, they were delighted that the Tongbei Mountain Huangxian clan had actually obtained the five hundred-year-old lightning strike tree.

Yes, Simu is pretending to be Huang Daxian. Although Simu has a vast friendship and is very good on the land of Xiangzhou, it is not easy to obtain such hidden news. It is just that he heard that there was a five hundred-year-old lightning strike on the wood in Tongbei Mountain and then cheating Huang Daxian. I didn’t expect that I was really surprised.

The weight of a magic sword is enough, but it is not possible to agree so easily. After thinking about it, he continued, "The weight of one is only the weight of one, but there is also a Blood Root Fruit."

Upon hearing this, Wong Daxian's eyes widened. The guy in front of him was too brave to ask for it.

The Blood Root is a specialty of Tongbei Mountain. It is a spiritual fruit that can enhance physical fitness. It is only useful for the spiritual refining realm of cultivators and the spiritual refining realm of demon clans. If it were in the ancient times, it would naturally not be considered an important spiritual fruit, but it is very precious in today's Dharma-Ending Heaven and Earth.

Tongbei Mountain is not the king of the Huangxian clan. The annual output of the blood-stin fruit is only about two. The Huangxian clan can get almost half of it. It is used to cultivate children in the clan. Although the value is not as good as the 500-year-old lightning wood, the value is really not low. Now the four eyes actually need one, and they only get one every year. How could Huang Daxian be willing?

"The Taoist priest is really embarrassed to speak. I only get one in Tongbeishan Huangxian clan every year. I have used it this year, so the Taoist priest should not think about it."

Siyu shook his head, "Why do you have to deceive Huangxian? The blood root fruit cannot be preserved. How can the Huangxian clan have no inventory? I am not an unreasonable person. I gave it to me. I will leave now, and this matter will end here. Otherwise, my Maoshan disciple will enter the mountain tomorrow."

Huang Daxian was so angry when he heard this. The more he said this, the more outrageous he became, now he was going to attack the mountain without agreeing. Isn’t this bullying?

"Ah!"

Jiale looked at Huang Daxian with a ferocious face and couldn't help but retreat, fearing that he would suddenly hurt people. Although Jiale didn't know what the Blood Root was, it seemed to be extraordinary now. Otherwise, it would be just a fruit, why did this Huang Daxian do this?

Moreover, Jiale also gained a new understanding of Maoshan's reputation. Just looking at Huang Daxian's hatred and scruples, you can tell.

After a long time, Wong Tai Sin finally calmed down.

He said coldly, "Wait!"

After saying that, a yellow light plundered away, and the Huang Daxian actually left directly.

Could it be that I went to get the lightning wood and the blood root fruit?

Jiale guessed in his heart, sure enough, after a while, Huang Daxian came back, and a piece of purple wood and a fruit appeared on the ground.

"Hold the things and leave quickly. In the future, you will not be welcomed by Tongbeishan."

You can tell that the anger is almost impossible to suppress after hearing the sound.

Jiale looked at Simu and nodded when he saw him. Jiale stepped forward and took the lightning-striking wood and fruit in his arms.

Simu looked at the things and confirmed it correctly. He felt very happy. This time he made a fortune. Whether it was lightning strike wood or blood root fruit, it was a priceless treasure that even money could not buy.

As for whether Huang Xian was happy or not, he didn't care. Who made him dare to provoke Maoshan?

"Haha, when things come, the grudges will be cleared, but I hope Huang Xian will restrain his clan members well. If he takes the initiative to provoke me Maoshan disciples next time, he will not be as easy as I do."

After saying that, Simin walked down the mountain with Jiale.

Behind it was a gritting sound, and Jiale seemed to have felt the endless resentment of Wong Tai Sin.

On the way.

"Master, I know this lightning strike wood, but what kind of treasure is this Blood Solid Fruit?"

When Simu heard this, he was in a good mood and said slowly, "This Blood Root Fruit can only be regarded as a low-level spiritual fruit, which can enhance physical fitness. For us monks, in addition to strengthening physical fitness, it can also improve the cultivation of the essence refining realm. It is specially needed by the master for you. Even the Dharma-Ending of Heaven and Earth is very rare. For the outside world, this Blood Root Fruit is already a priceless thing. Although its value is not as good as the thunder-striking wood, it is not bad."

I see!

Jiale was also a little happy when he heard this. It turned out that this thing was useful to him, and that was the best thing.

I felt the blood-solar fruit in my hand casually, and looked at the red and peach-like spirit fruit, and I wanted to swallow it in one bite. However, I just thought about it. Even if I eat it, I have to wait until I go back.

On Tongbei Mountain, after Simu and Jiale left, Wong Tai Sin returned to Tongbei Mountain and directly took his grandson.

"You little thing, didn't I tell you not to provoke those Taoist disciples? What's wrong with you?"

This grandson was Huangpizi who blocked the road to seek seals that day. Looking at grandma's angry look, Huangpizi was also a little scared and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Grandma, don't be angry, grandma can't help it for a while, and will never dare again."

Looking at the grandson who was careful to admit his mistake, he remembered the anger he had just been angry. Huang Daxian was even more angry. "You can't help it. Do you know how many treasures I have paid for your grandma? Your Blood Solar Fruit is gone, get out, and cause trouble for me in the future. See if I won't beat you to death."

The yellow skin was thrown out of the cave, and it was a little confused, especially when I heard that my blood root fruit was gone. The blood root fruit could not only improve my physique, but also have some effect on improving my bloodline. It was gone like that?

Thinking of this, Huang Pizi also hated Jiale. It was this guy, and this matter was never finished.
Chapter completed!