Chapter 160 Fairy Waste 22
Mo Ming: "I didn't expect you to be so selfless. Have you fallen in love with this kid?"
"Get out!" Xining complained, but still considered it thoughtfully: "You think I don't want to eat?"
Mo Ming felt a little surprised: "Then why don't you eat?"
Nonsense, if you eat it, your skill will greatly increase, and you will break through the Qi refining period, you will definitely be able to survive when the monster attacks the fairy mountain in five years. The body master's mission could also be completed, but the Monster King did not appear at that time.
The important task of getting rid of the Monster King will fall on the body owner, and the body owner's ability is definitely not as good as Han Xuan.
Han Xuan's spiritual roots disappeared because the inner elixir in his body absorbed all his spiritual energy and hid it inside. Without spiritual energy, spiritual roots cannot be displayed at all.
When he took the Ningling Fruit, his internal energy increased greatly, almost to the point of bursting. The inner elixir has abundant spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy can be freely deployed and moved, allowing Han Xuan to soar into the sky, immediately skipping the Qi refining stage, foundation building stage, and golden elixir stage, and sprinting directly towards the Nascent Soul stage.
However, the body owner still needs to continue practicing in the foundation-building period, and with the forgotten brain in front and behind, how will he defeat the Monster King in the future?
After completing the task, she patted her butt and walked away, leaving a mess behind.
For the sake of the people in the world, for Han Xuan, and for the owner of the body, she cannot be so selfish.
Thinking of this, I feel much better!
"Hmph~" Mo Ming snorted coldly and then made no sound again.
Xining took a big bite of Ganoderma lucidum and chewed it hard to swallow. In fact, she really wanted to try the Ningling Fruit. It was so sweet and must taste good.
Han Xuan meditated and fell into samadhi.
At noon, Xining heard a noise.
"Han Xuan...Xining..." Someone was calling their names.
Xining stood up suddenly and was about to shout back, but saw that Han Xuan was making luck and his face turned red. If you are disturbed at this time, you are afraid that something will happen. Things like walking in reverse and becoming possessed by demons also happen from time to time in the world of cultivation.
He suppressed his voice forcefully.
The cliff shouted for a while, but there was no more sound. It seemed that there was no response and gave up.
Soon it was night again, and Xining was so hungry that his stomach growled, so he could only eat a Ganoderma lucidum with a grimace.
Eating Ganoderma lucidum that looked like bitter yellow lotus, Xi Ning could only comfort herself. She really was eating Ganoderma lucidum every meal, which was a super treat. This is not Ganoderma lucidum, this is chicken legs, braised pork, duck in sauce...
The wind was very cold at night. Xining observed Han Xuan and felt that his face was rosy and did not look cold, so he meditated cross-legged to resist the cold.
It was dawn again, and Han Xuan finally opened his eyes and saw Xi Ning leaning aside, nibbling on Ganoderma lucidum bit by bit like taking medicine.
At this time, he felt energetic and comfortable. He leaned over and picked up a Ganoderma lucidum and ate it slowly. After eating for a while, I thanked you softly: "Thank you!"
"You're welcome! You were the one who picked the fruit, so it's normal for you to eat it." Although Xi Ning was still a little sad, in the future it would be Han Xuan's job to defeat the Monster King and save the common people. In comparison, it was still worthwhile.
As long as you live, you earn! If he dies, no matter how many Spirit Condensing Fruits he eats, it will be useless.
Han Xuan smiled and said with gratitude: "Not only this, I heard someone calling our names from above, but you didn't respond because of me."
Nonsense, I gave you the Spirit Condensing Fruit. If you go crazy, who will deal with the Monster King in the future?
Xining was still eating Ganoderma lucidum sadly. When could he go out and eat something delicious? Now her mouth was full of bitterness, even if she had a hard bun without fermentation.
She suddenly thought of something: "Can your sword return to its scabbard automatically?"
"Yes!" Han Xuan nodded: "My grandfather gave it to me for self-defense when I was a child."
Xining stood up and looked up.
Han Xuan walked up to her: "What are you looking at?" Xining said to himself: "What if we throw the scabbard on top, and then we hold the sword and let the sword return to the scabbard?" The sword returned to the scabbard. Scabbard, people are not carried to the top of the mountain by the sword.
Han Xuan shook his head: "No, we are too heavy. Even if we are alone, we can only return the scabbard to the sword. There is no way for the sword to return to the scabbard."
Xining asked back: "Then why did you put the sword away and return it to the scabbard when the sword was stuck in the cliff?"
Han Xuan smiled bitterly: "That's because the scabbard is in my hand, and the sword will use force to return to the scabbard. If the scabbard is not in my hand, and the sword is in my hand, it is the scabbard that exerts force."
What a stupid operation, Xining sighed, returned to his original position, and took another bite of Ganoderma lucidum. It seems that I will continue to eat this Ganoderma lucidum!
Han Xuan took out the sword, tied it with a rope, and began to throw the scabbard upward.
The top of the cliff was a little far away from here. If you couldn't throw it up, it would fall down. Han Xuan immediately shouted "take it", put the scabbard back in place, and then continued to throw it. After throwing it three times, I threw it up.
Xining understood: "If someone sees the scabbard, they will know we are below by following the rope."
"Well!" Han Xuan sat down: "They will definitely come to us. Even if the people in Tianshi Palace give up, my grandparents will not give up."
Even if his spiritual roots are gone, he is still a direct grandson of the Han family. He wants to be seen alive and dead.
Xining looked at the two baskets of Ganoderma lucidum with a grimace: "These are enough to last for three to five days."
Living a life like a "god", eating Ganoderma lucidum, drinking morning dew condensed on stones, using the ground as a mat and the sky as a quilt, and meditating at night to keep out the cold.
"Han Xuan...Xining..." Finally someone came to them.
This time they could finally call for help. Xining and Han Xuan shouted loudly: "We are here!"
Following the sound, I saw a scabbard with a rope attached to it on the edge of the cliff, and finally found a small cave seven or eight meters away from the top of the cliff.
No magic weapon is needed. The rope is tied around the waist and pulled up one by one.
Seeing that the two people were not injured although their clothes were torn and they were a little embarrassed, Master Zhao was relieved: "I finally found you. If I can't find you today, I have to report to the Han family in Jinling. It's better now! Why did you fall? Go down?”
Han Xuan hesitated for a moment, but Xining said first: "I was chased by a monster and fell."
"There are not many monsters here, and there are few ferocious monsters." Uncle Zhao asked again: "What kind of monster is it?"
It can't be said that it was pushed down by the Monster Rabbit. No matter how many Monster Rabbits there were, it wouldn't sound good if word got out.
Xining changed the subject: "It's a giant snake, a very big one, guarding the Spirit Condensing Fruit."
"Ningling Fruit?" Uncle Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up: "It takes a thousand years for the Ningling Grass to bear fruit, one or two at a time, and the fruiting period is only half an hour."
Thinking about it makes me feel distressed. Xining responded: "One was eaten by a monster snake, and the other was eaten by Han Xuan."
When Uncle Zhao heard this, he put his hand on Han Xuan's head and immediately felt the endless spiritual energy.
Without saying a word, he drew out his sword, grabbed Han Xuan and flew towards Tianshi Palace with his sword.
The remaining four disciples who came together to look for people raised their heads and shouted: "Uncle Master, we..."
In the distance, I heard Master Zhao’s voice coming from the clouds and mist: “Go back by yourself!”
Everyone looked at each other, Xining sighed slightly, put the two baskets of Ganoderma lucidum together and carried them on his shoulders: "Let's go."
(End of chapter)