Hearing the sound, Zhang San did not look back. After the spiritual sense was ejected, he hurried forward and only turned back to check in mid-air. He was surprised in his heart, "It turned out to be another one who avoided the spiritual sense scan!"
In the starry sky behind him, a black hole one meter high and wide suddenly appeared. Zhang San looked at it and saw countless stars being attracted to it. The stars formed a small Milky Way, and a tall and slender boy was inside.
Stepping out, the spread of stars turned into a "carpet" under his feet.
"Brother Zhang, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and this time we are finally destined to meet each other!" The young man had a round face and looked very happy. He looked very cute at first glance.
Zhang San was also slightly relieved, and calmed down when he saw it was him, although he was still frightened by the other party's mysterious methods.
"Brother Momo, what are you doing?" Zhang San asked, but he was thinking to himself, "This Momo is definitely not an ordinary person, but I don't know why he came here this time?"
"Brother Zhang and I have the same purpose." Momo pointed to the mysterious tree and said, but she seemed to see Zhang San's worry. After blinking, she asked cautiously: "Brother Zhang
You won’t leave some soup for your little brother!”
Zhang San quickly laughed, but after hearing Momo's words, he felt a little embarrassed, "How could this happen? Momo and I hit it off at first sight. It was just a coincidence that I came here. I think you seem to be here specifically for it."
Come on, if this thing is of great use to you, just take it!"
Zhang San said sincerely, now he also knows that he is not capable of taking away the tree, and Momo's method shocked him even more. It is better to be generous than to do this, and hope that the other party can leave a mouthful of soup for him to drink.
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Momo shook his head and said directly: "This tree is called the magical tree, and it can be divided into two parts. One part is the tree itself, which can be refined into magic weapons, and the other part is the fruit on the tree, which is mysterious and beneficial."
Momo said this with a flash of eyes, "Brother Zhang, since you are here first, then you should choose one first!"
"Thank you so much, little brother Mo. I'll choose whichever fruit is more affordable!" Zhang San said without rejecting Momo's kindness.
"Yes!" Momo nodded, as if he had expected it, and without saying anything more, he turned around like the evil black hole hanging on the galaxy.
Suddenly, like a picture scroll, the black hole fell directly from the sky and turned into a mirror with a black body and a white surface. The mirror surface was blurry, as if it was covered by fog. The surface was simple and exuded a faint luster.
After Momo took it, he swiped with his hand, and various trajectories suddenly appeared. The mirror faced the magical tree, and the fog on it slowly dissipated. A small magical tree appeared in the mirror, and it was seen shaking.
, driving the little bits of starlight, actually diffused out from the mirror!
"Photograph!" Momo shouted, the sound was like a command, and the shrouded tree with supernatural powers rose up from the sky and was slowly captured in the mirror.
"What a treasure!" Zhang San looked at it with unbearable itch. Whether it was Momo's methods or magic weapons, they were beyond Zhang San's knowledge and gave him a series of shocks.
"Well, Brother Zhang has good eyesight. This is my best treasure. In fact, it's not that magical. It's just that a piece of space fragment is refined inside, which can cut through the void and capture objects from a distance." Momo said in a calm tone.
, but looking at Zhang San’s surprised eyes, there was an unconcealable pride in his tone.
"He is indeed a young man!" Zhang San was amused in his heart. Looking at Momo who was pretending to be complacent, he praised repeatedly: "It's Momo's little brother who is so good at it!"
"Haha, Brother Zhang will have such a method sooner or later," Momo said as if to comfort him. After saying that, he stopped talking and moved his hand to the mirror. He saw a fruit being photographed, floating in the air and shooting towards Zhang Sanji.
Come.
"Brother Zhang can use his spiritual sense to refine it, and I'll help you protect it!" Momo said, "It's best to refine this magical fruit as soon as you pick it, so that it will have the best effect."
"Well, I'll trouble you, Brother Mo." Zhang San hesitated for a moment, then sat up cross-legged.
Seeing that Zhang San had released his spiritual sense and entered the state, Momo's eyes flashed with luster, seeming to be very satisfied with Zhang San's trust.
Zhang San's spiritual sense began to slowly surround the magical power fruit and slowly penetrated in. The spiritual sense is the eyes of a cultivator. In some ways, it is sometimes more useful than the eyes. It can see things that cannot be seen with the naked eye.
place.
Zhang San seemed to have come to another world. Everything he saw was dark and devoid of any life. However, Zhang San's spiritual sense was glowing inside, bringing a touch of color to the space. Zhang San understood the need for this.
After some time, I started the injection process with peace of mind. As more and more spiritual senses were injected, an inexplicable aura began to feed back into Zhang San's spiritual senses...
The spiritual sense is invisible, and this world is not very big, but as the spiritual sense penetrates more and more, from the outside, the magical power fruit actually appears to be assimilated, and the fruit body begins to liquefy and condense into a ball.
Instead, Zhang San was surrounded by spiritual senses, which meant that the refining was nearing the end.
"Brother Zhang is indeed extraordinary. How quickly he was able to refine it. His spiritual sense is strong and his willpower is truly admirable." Momo watched from the side and sighed, "When Brother Zhang grows up and he helps me, I think
How can you fight with me!"
Momo remembered something and suddenly started talking to himself.
Zhang San's hands began to move unconsciously. As he kept pinching his fingers, the surface of the light ball transformed from the external magical power fruit also became undulating. It turned out that there was already some kind of connection between the two.
It was also going on simultaneously, and Zhang San was like tempering a magic weapon, tapping the magical power fruit to undergo changes.
"Take it!" Zhang San felt blessed, and his hands flew quickly. The liquid also turned from liquid to solid, turned into a red rice dot, and rushed into the forehead of Zhang San's Lingjue villain.
"Void Jue!" Zhang San's voice came out indifferently, like an unconscious cry. The hands of the little man with spiritual awareness also started to move during the two-hand strangle. The light spots on his forehead also emitted light. Zhang San was seen.
The body in the air turned into a stream of light and started to fly.
"It turned out to be a space magic spell," Momo exclaimed, watching Zhang San's figure dimming a little in the sky, and even the starlight didn't disturb him wherever he passed, as if he was traveling through the void, "It's so amazing.
You can actually bring out a trace of the power of time and space even in the realm of Qi training!" Momo said in surprise over and over again.
The intense consumption of spiritual power and spiritual sense allowed Zhang San to last only three seconds before falling.
Seeing Zhang San's eyes flashing with disbelief, Momo Lang smiled and said: "Brother Zhang is indeed a very lucky person. I would like to congratulate you first!"
Zhang San also came to his senses and quickly handed over his hand: "If Brother Mo hadn't been so generous, I would have received such benefits!"
"What's yours is yours. This fruit is actually not that magical, but it is useless to me. This kind of thing depends entirely on our own creation." Momo shook his head.
"We ourselves, don't we have any connection with Momo?" Zhang San thought doubtfully, and was about to ask, but seeing Momo's enigmatic look, he seemed to have no intention of continuing.
Zhang San had no choice but to keep silent, and the scene suddenly became a little deserted.
"One doesn't know what to say," "The other is just being enigmatic."