The Supreme Being of the Divine Dao

Chapter 160 The Golden Fruit That Can't Be Picked
"How about it, Xiaohong, can you do anything?"

Bai Chuchu glanced at Mo Lin who didn't know anyone at all, and asked anxiously.

"Chirp!"

The little red bird fluttered its wings, turned around with a swish, and flew into the distance.

"It keeps us up."

Jian Qingya acted as an interpreter again, and comforted him, "Don't worry, the little red bird has a solution."

Bai Chuchu nodded, and put Mo Lin into the spirit animal bag. The two of them raised their feet, and when they were about to catch up with the little red bird, they suddenly realized that their bodies lightened. , soared into the sky in an instant.

"This place can't help being empty!"

Bai Chuchu felt a little better now, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ever since entering the ruins, it has been forbidden to go anywhere, relying on two legs to go everywhere, it is really tiring...

I don't know what place she and Jian Qingya are entering now, the beautiful scenery feels like a paradise.

Bai Chuchu was stepping on the Huayu Lingjian, Jian Qingya was controlling the demon wind, and the two followed closely behind the little red bird.

Oncoming is the verdant and beautiful trees, all kinds of colorful flowers bloom among the grass leaves, the fragrance of the flowers is refreshing, and the exhaustion of the two people for many days is swept away.

The little red bird flew very fast, and in a short while, it took Bai Chuchu and Jian Qingya over mountains and ridges to a green hill.

Still in mid-air, Bai Chuchu could see from a distance that there seemed to be a strange fruit tree in the mountain. The trunk was vigorous, the bark was cracked like dragon scales, and the green leaves all over the tree were shining like green jade, crystal clear.

What is even more striking is that there are many golden golden fruits on the tree.

The golden fruit is shaped like a pear and about the same size.The strong fruity fragrance rushed over, even though it was hundreds of meters away, Bai Chuchu unconsciously secreted some saliva.

No need to think too much, the fruit must be extremely delicious!
The little red bird landed on the fruit tree with a clear cry, its little head moved, its black jewel-like eyes stared at the golden fruit fieryly, and it even stretched out its wings to wipe the corners of its mouth suspiciously.

Bai Chuchu and Jian Qingya landed under the tree one by one, watching from a close distance, this old tree touched them even more.

A gust of wind blew by, and the green leaves all over the tree swayed, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

The leaves are shaped like bells, the mist is transpiring, and the aura is gushing out, as if it is the beauty of Zhong Tiandi who seizes the good fortune of all things to give birth to such a precious tree!
Bai Chuchu counted carefully, and found that the old tree was full of fifteen golden fruits!
The golden fruit is shining brightly, and the aroma is already overflowing, so it should be ripe!

The little red bird said that it could save Mo Lin, so it should be using this kind of fruit, right?

Although I don't know what kind of fruit it is, but it looks like a good thing, and smelling the fruity fragrance can make people feel ecstatic, and it probably has an effect on Mo Lin!

"Xiaohong, can this fruit be picked?"

Although Bai Chuchu was greedy for the golden fruit, but thinking of the inexplicable power before, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

If it belongs to the owner, wouldn't it be a violation of the rules if they picked it casually?

Breaking the rules is secondary, the most worrying thing is that I can't beat others...

When the time comes, stealing chickens will cost you a lot of rice, and if you put yourself and the little rabbit monster in, Mo Lin will be even more hopeless...

Therefore, before doing bad things, it is better to ask the little red bird first!
"Chirp, chirp, chirp."

Jian Qingya: "It said that this fruit is called blood fruit, and it belongs to it."

Bai Chuchu: "Blood Vein Fruit? Is it also something that awakens and enhances the blood?"

"Chirp!"

Jian Qingya: "That's right."

"Wow, that's great! Little Rabbit Demon, you have the blood of the ancient beast, this fruit must be very useful to you!"

Bai Chuchu's eyes lit up, and then he said with some doubts: "However, can Bloodline Fruit solve Mo Lin's problem?"

"Chirp!"

The little red bird called out crisply and nodded its head. This time, Jian Qingya didn't need to translate again, and Bai Chuchu understood its meaning.

"Then what are you waiting for? Since it belongs to Xiaohong, it agrees, so pick one and try it first."

Bai Chuchu smiled all over her face, rolled up her sleeves and planned to pick the fruits.

The old tree was not very tall, and Bai Chuchu raised her hand slightly, and she was able to reach the golden fruit on it.

However, what Bai Chuchu couldn't believe was that the golden fruit was clearly hanging there, but when her hand touched it, it was empty!

"Huh? It's so strange, I can't touch it!"

Bai Chuchu frowned, and looked at the little red bird standing on the branch dumbfoundedly: "No wonder you just stared at it without moving your mouth... Such a good thing, but it's like a mirror, it's really speechless!"

Jian Qingya smiled helplessly. Just now he saw the little red bird sitting on the branch staring at the golden fruit drooling, but not pecking at it. He guessed in his heart that the golden fruit might not be so easy to get.

Right now, Bai Chuchu's actions really confirmed his conjecture once again.

"Maybe it takes an opportunity to pick it off. I feel that this golden fruit is a real thing, not a fantasy."

Jian Qingya also walked over, and reached out to touch the vigorous torso of the old tree.

His slender fingers are as white as jade, reflected on the gray-brown ancient tree bark, they look even more exquisite and unparalleled, extremely beautiful.

The old bark, cracked like dragon scales, feels cold to the touch, with a metallic texture and a faint luster.

Bai Chuchu also touched it, and felt that the touch was very familiar, as if she had encountered it somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"Oh, what a pity, it's all in front of me..."

Bai Chuchu rubbed her hands, saw the little red bird kept wiping the corners of its mouth with the tips of its wings, its originally sad face, but couldn't help being amused by it again.

Such a greedy little guy, looking at these delicious food every day, but can't touch it, it's too tortured!
She even said it was its stuff, Bai Chuchu curled her lips, she couldn't even eat it, so she was ashamed to say it!

After Jian Qingya inspected the trunk of the old tree, he studied its leaves, and then reached out to touch the golden fruit.

Just like Bai Chuchu, once his fingers passed through the golden fruit, he couldn't touch the real thing at all.

The golden fruit looks real, and the taste makes several people salivate, but the real body is like a projection, as long as you pick it, you are bound to be unable to touch it.

"If you need an opportunity, what should it be?"

Bai Chuchu rubbed her chin, "Is it physical or symbolic? Without a specific scope, it's hard to think about it."

After hearing Bai Chuchu's words, Jian Qingya shook her head, did not answer, but looked at the tree: "Little red bird, how long have you been here, haven't you eaten the golden fruit on the tree?"

He didn't have any idea, so he had to turn his mind back to the little red bird.

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