Fang Hao was also surprised when the Luo family gave it to him. He thought it was some kind of ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, but it turned out to be a fruit, but the spiritual power contained in it was absolutely terrifying. It was indeed a ten-year elixir.
Huofeng stared at the fruit for a long time. Suddenly, he raised his head and his eyes glowed red like jade. The voice came to Fang Hao's mind and he was a little excited: "This is the Yuanshen Fruit. It is actually more than ten thousand years old."
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"What? This is it?" Fang Hao was surprised. When he got it, the Luo family didn't say if it was very old, but Fang Hao felt that it was ten thousand years old and didn't ask.
"Is this too much of a coincidence?" Fang Hao couldn't help but muttered.
"Just half is enough. You feed it to the bat beast and I'll watch from the side!" Huofeng said.
Fang Hao divided the Yuan Shen Fruit into two and handed half of it to Huo Feng: "You can eat it. Last time you saved me, you must have given me a lot of blood to drink to replenish my body and make me fatter."
Huo Feng was not polite and swallowed half of the fruit in one gulp, and then the sacred aura circulated and spread around Huo Feng's body.
From Huofeng's eyes, it can be seen that this guy is in much better spirits.
Without stopping, Fang Hao took out the bat beast again, and then threw half of the Yuanshen Fruit over.
The bat beast sniffed it with its nose, but subconsciously raised its head and glanced at the fire phoenix. The fire phoenix chirped twice.
The bat beast immediately ate half of the Yuanshen Fruit in one gulp.
While the bat beast was recovering, Fang Hao remembered something and couldn't help but frowned. Ye Cangtian once said that he was blessed with great luck. Many people said that he was lucky. Now even Zhao Fengjiao said that he was lucky.
Remarkable.
What exactly is this kind of luck?
He needs the Yuan Shen Fruit, but he actually has the Yuan Shen Fruit. It feels like there is a hand in the dark, arranging a road for him.
What would be an extremely dangerous situation for others, turned out to be of great benefit to him. In Fengming Mountain, he ate fire marrow and was already dead, but the fire phoenix saved him.
All this seems to be a coincidence, but there are too many coincidences, which makes Fang Hao feel a little weird, and his luck really seems to be very good.
Soon after, the voice of the fire phoenix sounded in Fang Hao's mind: "It's done, it agrees to be your mount, and I have helped you establish a master-servant connection with its consciousness. You can feel it with your heart."
Fang Hao nodded, closed his eyes slightly, and fell into an unspeakable state.
Early the next morning, Fang Hao's body was reduced to half, and a fiery red 'little pheasant' stood on Fang Hao's shoulder, sitting on the back of the bat beast, and was about to go away with Zhao Fengjiao who was riding a golden eagle.
However, Zhao Yuanfeng came and brought his young apprentice Sima Ling'er with him. Fang Hao said that Sima Ling'er was going home and there was a letter from home that something happened at home.
Asking Fang Hao to take Sima Ling'er home, he also mentioned Wang Xiaodong, who was controlled by the Beast Control Sect.
Originally feeling that he owed Sima Ling'er some debt, Fang Hao agreed wholeheartedly and took Sima Ling'er to sit on the bat beast and fly together towards Chen Guo.
As for Wang Xiaodong, Fang Hao directly asked Zhao Yuanfeng to continue to lock the boy in the Beast Control Gate.
In the Floating Cloud Palace, Zhao Moqing sat on the bluestone, looking at the two black spots disappearing in the sky, his mouth pouted, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Zhao Yuanfeng glanced at his niece and said with a smile: "Mo Qing, why are you aggrieved? They will be back soon."
"I don't believe it. They rode flying beasts and went everywhere to eat, drink and have fun, and left me here. Uncle, how can I not be sad!" Zhao Moqing pouted, very unhappy.
"Haha, you can't help me if you go." Zhao Yuanfeng said with a smile.
"Yeah, I can't help. I'm at the peak of my inner strength now, and I haven't even entered the realm of transformation. Brother Hao must think that I'm incompetent, and I'm acting as his drag, so he won't take me there." Zhao Moqing said bitterly.
Dirty, looking extremely pitiful.
But suddenly, Zhao Moqing's eyes suddenly brightened up: "Uncle, why don't you expel me from the sect and I will practice other powerful kung fu, and then I will be able to help them!"
When Zhao Yuanfeng heard this, he paused for a moment and said with a stern face: "You little girl, don't you think the beast-controlling skills of our beast-controlling sect are not powerful?"
"I used to think that lions and tigers were powerful enough to listen to my commands, but now I feel that they are really not powerful. Brother Hao and my mother are getting higher and higher in cultivation. When they reach their realm, the ferocious beasts we command are very powerful to them.
What's the use of a master at that level?" Zhao Moqing sighed with a bitter look on his face.
"Confused, you haven't seen the most powerful magic of our beast-controlling sect!" Zhao Yuanfeng told Zhao Moqing that his sect's beast-controlling skills were useless, and he suddenly became angry.
"How powerful can he be? Look at my brother Jiahao, he is not even afraid of thunder. I will be like them in the future and become a heroine!" Zhao Moqing stood up immediately, clenching his fists with a serious look on his face.
But that beautiful childish face looks a little funny and very cute.
Zhao Yuanfeng blew his beard and glared angrily, and said angrily: "What do they mean? I tell you, as long as you really master the art of controlling gods, you will become the fairy beast in the sky and the legendary true dragon, let alone the beasts in the world.
Phoenix, you can capture them all at your fingertips! Can they?"
"In our beast control sect, our own cultivation is not high, but with the powerful divine beasts, who dares to provoke you, and who dares to stop you if you want to do something? Do you understand?" Zhao Yuanfeng taught himself earnestly and thoughtfully.
's niece.
Zhao Moqing's eyes lit up after hearing this: "Uncle, please don't lie to me?"
Zhao Yuanfeng took Zhao Moqing to the Ancestral Pavilion of the Royal Beast Sect, the most sacred and solemn place of the Royal Beast Sect.
Zhao Yuanfeng laughed and said: "Why didn't I lie to my niece?"
"Has anyone ever mastered it?"
"Of course!"
"Who is it? He is so powerful, uncle, take me to see him."
"I'm just going to take you to see him."
"Where is he?"
"Ancestral Hall, your ancestor."
"...Uncle, are you trying to say that only the founder of the Beast Control Sect has practiced it?"
"The little girl is so smart. If she is so smart, she might even be able to practice it!"
Suddenly, Zhao Moqing flashed and was about to run down the mountain.
But suddenly he was caught by Zhao Yuanfeng.
Zhao Moqing cried and struggled: "Uncle, I don't want to practice anymore. I'm not smart. I'm stupid. I can't practice. Please expel me from the school. Please..."
"If I say you can do it, you can do it. You have to believe in uncle. Will uncle harm you?"
"You don't harm me, you cheat me..."
With Zhao Moqing crying, Zhao Yuanfeng forcibly took her to the Ancestral Pavilion, which is the ancestral hall of the Royal Beast Sect. (To be continued)