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Chapter 566 Elixir of Immortality-I don't know how old it is [Add more updates for the book friend "Future" Silver League! 】

"Thank you."

Zhao Rong raised his hand to take the fruit from the transparent woman's hand.

But he felt the strength of her palm holding on to the fruit.

Zhao Rong immediately understood the meaning of the transparent woman.

But he has already gone whoring so much with a guilty conscience, how could he have the nerve to let her feed him, isn't this a master?
So I had no choice but to prepare to let go first.

But at this moment, the transparent woman let go of her hand first, and Zhao Rong successfully took the fruit.

He first held it in his hand and looked down.

The transparent woman waved her sleeves, and the remaining eight green fruits were lined up and suspended in front of Zhao Rong, waiting for him to take them.

Behind the two of them, the nine dead trees that had lost their fruit dissipated one by one like fly ash.

Immediately afterwards, the entire dead wood forest was scattered in the autumn wind, leaving only the thousand white jade obelisks that guarded it for thousands of years.

For these changes, the transparent woman turned a blind eye and never looked back.

She always faced Zhao Rong, quietly watching him eat the fruit.

Zhao Rong was a little confused at this moment.

Because Gui recognized the fruit.

Sword Spirit's tone became a little serious: "The name of this fruit is 'I don't know the age'. It is taken from the fact that the world does not know the age. It is a kind of elixir. The people on the mountain also call it the Centennial Fruit, because..."

"Any living being who eats it will gain a hundred years of life."

It sighed: "The growth of this fruit takes a thousand years to ripen, and it takes ten thousand years to grow."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly.

numb.

For these rare treasures, he followed the transparent woman all the way today, and experienced a journey of deification. He has seen too many novelties, and he is already somewhat immune.

Now that he met and got the rumored elixir again, Zhao Rong was no longer so surprised.

However, he lowered his head and took a closer look at the inconspicuous green fruit in his hand, and his scalp still felt a little belatedly numb.

It is no longer a question of whether this kind of undead medicine is rare or not in the Xuanhuang cultivation world, and it has always been in a state of semi-extinction.

Use one less one.

Its extremely slow growth cannot keep up with its consumption rate.

They all grow and mature in the cycle of Millennium Records and Wannian Records.

Because even if you have planted it, it is the predecessor who planted the tree and the descendant to enjoy the shade, which is thankless.

There are even some monks who sometimes choose to destroy the growing elixir.

Because they think they don't have longevity to wait for it to be fully ripe to eat.

Therefore, that kind of half-baked elixir is particularly prone to premature death.

Unless it is some big forces that can stand on the mountain for more than ten thousand years, they will have the foresight and patience to cultivate them carefully.

Therefore, in the Jiuzhou of the Xuanhuang Realm, there are still places where the elixir is not dead. Except for the four great emperors, the nine electors, and some secret treasures sealed up by the old clans and great forces, there are only unexplored ancient secrets and secrets. Only in the Paradise of Paradise will there be rare figures of undead medicine.

As for the fierceness of the flock of cultivators after the opening of this kind of secret place, there is no need to say more.

Moreover, almost no one keeps the elixir. After the monks get it, they mostly use it for themselves and eat it.

It's good to be safe.

After all, no one should think too much of life essence, and every breath that can be lived is counted.

Moreover, some monks have worked hard all their lives, busy climbing the mountain, and as a result, when they are just a little short of the next breakthrough, their lifespan is exhausted. If they are given more than ten years of lifespan, they may be able to break through the realm, and their lifespan will skyrocket. Avenue is expected to...

Such examples are not uncommon in the huge base of monks in the cultivation world.

So on the mountain, the mature medicine of immortality has a price but no market.

This still includes those weak elixir that can only sporadically increase the lifespan of more than ten years, or several decades.

The 'I don't know how old' is in Zhao Rong's hand.

After eating one, you can prolong your life by a hundred years!

Nine, in total, can provide Zhao Rong with 900 years of life.

Even if he doesn't do anything, wanders around all day long, and lives a shameless life with Qingjun and the others, he can still comfortably live without shame for nearly a thousand years.

Longer than many other monster races.

There was silence between Zhao Rong and Gui, and neither spoke.

Zhao Rong thought for a while, didn't eat right away, and said to the transparent woman who was staring at him intently:
"Are you sure you really gave it to me?"

The transparent woman nodded.

She smiled again.

Zhao Rong glanced at her shadow, thought for a while, and said solemnly:

"Then let's talk about it first. After I eat your fruit, you are not allowed to suddenly turn your face against others, detain me and prevent me from leaving. If you want me to return your lifespan or something, leave a few hundred here." year……"

"This is fishing law enforcement. We are now friends. The boat of friendship cannot withstand this storm..."

As he said that, Zhao Rong himself laughed, then restrained his smile, and said seriously:

"It's nice to meet you, um, I've been shopping for so long just now, I don't know what to call you, and where do you come from, but we are both fallen in the world, so why should we know each other when we meet, and don't even ask about your background... like this , I'll call you...Miss Sister, but you are not allowed to call me Little Brother...My name is Zhao Rong, Ziyu, you can..."

Zhao Rong paused, because the transparent woman suddenly pulled the corner of his clothes.

"what happened?"

The transparent woman pointed to him with her right hand, and then pointed to the sky with her right hand.

She pointed to herself with her left hand, and then pointed to the ground with her left hand.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, "You mean, you want to be younger than me? You want me to be older than you?"

The transparent woman nodded, raised her hand and pushed the fruit in Zhao Rong's hand, signaling him to eat it.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but smile.

Damn, why does a woman with a remnant soul care so much about her age? It's a little bit more tender.

He had no choice but to straighten his face and continue to nod seriously, "Okay, I'll take care of you and be a handsome little brother, and you are a lively and lovable little sister."

The transparent woman suddenly became happy, put her hands behind her back, and spun happily around Zhao Rong.

She seemed to enjoy the sibling status.

After recognizing a wild younger sister, Zhao Rong suddenly lost his psychological burden.

They're all from my own family, so what's wrong with you?

So he finished eating the 'I don't know the age' in his hand.

The natural life span has increased by a hundred years.

He took a deep breath, and faintly felt a certain shackle in his body, which shattered with a crisp sound, and even the fire dragon's true energy in his body was filled a bit!

The transparent woman waved her hand, bringing the remaining eight fruits closer to Zhao Rong.

Told him to take it.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong raised his hand, ready to put it away and take it away.

He has not forgotten his mission as a boy who distributes wealth.

Then the transparent woman stretched out her hand to stop him.

So Zhao Rong thought about it, and ate another 'I don't know the age'.

Shouyuan increased by another 100 years.

The transparent woman still shook her head,

It wasn't until he ate the third fruit that she nodded slightly without stopping him.

Zhao Rong put away six 'I don't know age'.

At this time, his lifespan has been increased by 300 years, plus his own Fuyao realm lifespan bonus, and the Zhuyan Bingniang wine he drank at Xia Chongzhai not long ago...

"Gui, what should I say? This son can live handsomely for more than 400 years now."

Zhao Rong was immediately full of enthusiasm for a shameless life in the future.

Gui thought about it seriously, and spit out two words:
"Prison."

Zhao Rong was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that the sword spirit was referring to itself.

Zhao Rong: "..."

Just as he was digesting the elixir with his eyes closed and lost his mind, he suddenly felt a soft touch.

This is true of both arms and faces.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes.

It turned out to be a transparent woman, but at this moment she bullied herself and ran into his arms, holding his face with both hands.

She looked up slightly.

"........."

The atmosphere between the two became quiet.

In fact, Zhao Rong didn't feel any ambiguous atmosphere.

After all, what he was facing right now... was a mass of transparent air.

The eyes are empty, and it is difficult to feel anything.

Zhao Rong even had time to say to the purple-clothed sword spirit in Xinhu:
"Gui, what should I say? The handsomeness of this son's new face has crossed the boundaries of race, the separation of yin and yang, and reached... the realm of killing both humans and ghosts."

Gui thought about it again, and asked doubtfully, "You don't even let the air go?"

Zhao Rong: "..."

The transparent woman held Zhao Rong's face and looked at it for a long time.

Zhao Rong suddenly asked: "Are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person?"

The transparent woman didn't speak, put down her hand, and backed away a little.

However, the hand she put down did not leave Zhao Rong's body.

Zhao Rong felt a transparent hand touch his bosom, and in the end he took out the sumerous things he put in his bosom.

Zhao Rong raised his hand and grabbed her hand.

The transparent woman stopped, pinching Zhao Rong's Sumi Pendant in her hand, she didn't struggle, but looked at him.

Aware of her quiet gaze, Zhao Rong thought for a while before letting go.

The transparent woman took his amulet, lightly tapped it with her index finger, and broke its restriction with ease, even easier than the projection of Zhu Yourong in the imperial mausoleum not long ago.

When Zhao Rong saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched.

However, he still muttered to himself: "It's normal for a younger sister to like to look through older brother's things..."

The transparent woman's hands kept moving, and she opened Sumeru.

Pick your finger.

Two things were taken out of it.

A bloody scabbard.

With a gray pipe.

Zhao Rong glanced at it. When he woke up in the hall not long ago, he put these two things into Xumiwu.

The only thing left of Wenjian is the scabbard engraved with the pattern of the mysterious bird of destiny, and the sword itself was taken away by the sleeve.

Just now when Xiaoyu took Luo Xiu's words and returned his things, he didn't mention the Wenjian.

Zhao Rong didn't care, so he just sent her off.

As for the gray cigarette pouch, Zhao Rong had some ideas, but he was afraid that there were hands and feet left by those enemies on it, so he was going to deal with it slowly.

But at this moment, both things were singled out by the transparent woman.

Under Zhao Rong's curious gaze, the transparent woman lowered her head and first grabbed the blood-stained scabbard.

She held it in her right hand and shook her wrist lightly.

Shaking out half of the snow-white sword energy of the seventh-level Mo Xia.

The snow-white sword energy that had been lurking until now was about to explode.

The transparent woman stretched out her hand and grabbed it lightly.

The snow-white sword energy suddenly converged obediently into a ball, and entered her Wuzhi Mountain.

Quietly 'flow' in the palm of your hand.

The woman seems to be holding water in her hand.

The other hand was still holding the blood-stained scabbard.

She wiped the blood on the scabbard with the 'water' that the snow-white sword turned into.

The scabbard is as clean as ever.

After finishing these tasks easily, the transparent woman turned her head, as if she was looking at the ordinary gray cigarette bag that was harmless to humans and animals...

(End of this chapter)