The five-power god of the world of gods and ghosts!

Chapter 84 Azure Good Fruit!

It's just a pity that he was too inflated, overestimated himself, underestimated Deng Yang, and even missed the variable Mrs. Ning.

After incorporating Beifeng County into the spiritual realm, he did not expect that Deng Yang would still have the power to fight back, and even almost broke the dimensional barrier in Goose Fantasy Book.

What he didn't expect was that when he wanted to extract everyone's souls, he would accidentally stimulate the awakening of the fairy fetus, Mrs. Ning.

Not only did it cost him his life, but it also made Deng Yang's plan come to nothing.

But the only thing that made Deng Yang feel lucky was that he never showed the slightest malice towards Mrs. Ning from beginning to end, otherwise, he would have been easily pinched to death by that woman just now.

"Hey! This time I really lost my grandma's house."

As the fire spirit returned to his heart, looking at the red-haired evil corpse beside him that turned into black and gray in an instant, Deng Yang couldn't even mention the physical pain in his heart.

After a night of busy work, not only did he lose an evil corpse that was slightly stronger than the black zombie, but he also wasted a drop of extremely precious lamp oil.

Fortunately, Mrs. Ning gave him this promising goose fantasy book before she left, otherwise Deng Yang would have had to vomit blood.

Although the most important fairy fetus was not obtained, at least he got a spiritual space with great potential, which was barely a consolation prize.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang immediately turned his gaze to the frozen barbarians on the ground, and in less than a moment, he plundered everything around them.

It's a pity that although these barbarians have good energy and blood, most of them have given birth to the ancestral spirit Tengtu in their bodies, but they have no value in waste utilization. On the contrary, those three-headed mastiffs, although they are just hybrids, contain some hell in them. The three-headed dog's bloodline does have some value.

While driving the Yin soldiers to carry the three-headed mastiff corpses to Yizhuang, Deng Yang immediately turned his attention to Lin Daoren who was standing next to Mr. Zhou.

He almost forgot about this guy. According to the agreement, this guy's body should now belong to him. Thinking of this, Deng Yang also unceremoniously ordered the armored corpse beside him to carry Lin Daoren who was trapped in the illusion.

As for the rest of the people in Beifeng County and the remaining guards of the Zhou family, Deng Yang was too lazy to care about them.

After all, Hu Boda, who had cast the illusion, had been wiped out of his mind by Mrs. Ning, and the technique of manipulating the five senses he had cast was naturally self-defeating. They only had to wait until dawn for them to wake up naturally.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang had a thought in his mind, and several Yin soldiers carrying the sedan chair immediately came forward carrying the paper sedan chair and opened the curtain of the sedan chair.

"Jingle Bell!"

When Deng Yang returned to Yizhuang in the north of the city, he heard a crisp ringing as soon as he opened the door of the morgue.

"The walking dead are alive, listen to my orders and return to their positions!"

Looking at the dozens of walking corpses rushing towards him, Deng Yang subconsciously chanted the mantra, and the agile walking corpses suddenly froze and turned around to return to their positions.

"Pah! You brat, you're looking for death."

"Look at your worthless appearance."

Looking around, when Deng Yang found Zhao Jiuniu hiding in the corner, holding a corpse-controlling bell in both hands, he immediately stepped forward, slapped the opponent on the head hard, and cursed.

"Are you the master?"

Zhao Jiuniu, who had been slapped inexplicably, was still confused. Until he heard Deng Yang's tone, he still looked like he couldn't believe it.

There was no way, Deng Yang's current appearance had changed. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he had become a different person. It was naturally difficult for Zhao Jiuniu to recognize him for a while.

"Go back and sleep." He glanced at Zhao Jiuniu angrily. After parking the armored corpse, Deng Yang turned around and walked out of the room, too lazy to pay attention to this stupid apprentice.

Early the next morning, in the quiet room in the backyard of Yizhuang.

Deng Yang sat down on the futon and closed his eyes in concentration, but in his heart he was thinking about what he had gained last night.

Looking at the 'good fruit' in the ancient bronze lamppost within the sea of ​​consciousness, Deng Yang was filled with excitement that could not be concealed.

I thought that the Goose Fantasy Book last night was the biggest gain, but I didn't expect that Mrs. Ning would give him such a generous gift before leaving.

At this time, inside the lamp post, apart from a piece of milky white fluorescence as small as sesame seeds, what surprised Deng Yang the most was a sky-blue 'good fruit'.

This 'good fruit' is as big as a baby's fist and is filled with some kind of sacred meaning. Mixed in with a bunch of fluorescent lights the size of sesame seeds, it looks extremely eye-catching.

This 'good fruit' was clearly contributed by Mrs. Nan Ning.

The moment he saw this 'good fruit', Deng Yang learned from the message coming from the ancient bronze lamp that this cyan 'good fruit' could be converted into a hundred drops of lamp oil.

After noticing this message, Deng Yang suddenly felt enlightened.

Maybe I have always fallen into some misunderstanding in collecting 'good fruits' in the past. Compared to quantity, this ancient bronze lamp seems to pay more attention to quality.

After all, whether it was in Liujia Village last time or this time in Beifeng County, after working so hard for so long, the "good fruits" collected were not enough to condense a drop of lamp oil.

On the contrary, the red 'good fruit' contributed by the weasel is worth one thousand ordinary 'good fruits', and this cyan 'good fruit' is even more abnormal, worth one hundred thousand ordinary 'good fruits'.

The difference in quality is simply unimaginable. If I followed my past methods, I am afraid that even if it takes ten years, I may not be able to collect so many ordinary 'good fruits'.

After having this realization, Deng Yang immediately made up his mind. In the future, the way to collect 'good fruits' will be based on quality. Compared with quantity, quality is obviously the king.

Of course, Deng Yang also knew very well that a situation like Mrs. Ning's reincarnation as an immortal was completely rare.

The reason why I was able to harvest this green 'good fruit' this time was entirely due to the superposition of various coincidences, which led to my great luck.

Therefore, although he will shift the focus of collecting 'good fruits' to quality in the future, he will not give up collecting ordinary 'good fruits'.

"With these hundred drops of lamp oil, I think the hidden dangers in my body should be completely resolved."

After a long while, after Deng Yang woke up from the silence, he thought of the green 'good fruit' and his heart immediately became calm.

Although he lost the fairy fetus this time, he had this cyan 'good fruit' as compensation. Overall, he did not lose money, and even made a profit.

After all, even if he gets the fairy fetus, he still doesn’t know how long it will take to cultivate her into a cauldron. And after the cultivation is successful, he must wait until the body’s lifespan is completely restored before he can consider harvesting the fairy fetus. The original Qi in the womb.

Among all these, we still don’t know how much risk we have to bear.

But getting this cyan 'good fruit' is different. Not only can it make up for the hidden dangers of longevity in this body at once, but it can also form a good relationship with an extremely terrifying ancient immortal. It is a huge profit no matter what.

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