Chapter 1386
2020-11-03
Chapter 1386 FruitsFirst, you can pass the trial of the sword array tower in your lifetime, in the fifth layer Leave your name and become an existence that the younger generations will admire!
Second, leaving the last inheritance on the Broken Sword cliff can make future generations and disciplines proud of it!
Third, if you can't do the first two, you can enter the Sword Valley while you are alive, and seeing the tens of thousands of swords hidden by the Martial Uncle ancestors is dead and no regrets.
This is the dream of Sword Sect disciples!
Elders are naturally unavoidable, but the only person who has entered the Sword Valley now seems to be Elder. They all think that it is because Elder has lived for a long time and is lucky enough to enter.
But Han Meng broke through their goal twice in a row, not only succeeded in getting in by himself, but also brought people in. They are so envious and jealous.
Why is this, what methods did she use? That's right, it just used the means! If there is no means, how can it be possible to get in?
"You said, if we do this, will Martial Uncle ancestors let us in?" Great Elder asked, and was despised by other Elders simultaneously.
"What do you think?" Elder Sun was the first to take down the stage.
"Hehe, Great Elder, if you are not afraid of death, you can give it a try!" Fourth Elder encouraged Great Elder to give it a try. If it succeeds, they can follow suit.
There are various speculations in everyone’s minds, and no one knows the answer. At this time, Han Meng saw Wujian Old Ancestor resting in the yard. There were several big trees in the yard with fruit on them, looking red. Brilliant and very beautiful.
"This fruit bears a lot this year, do you want to eat it?" Wujian Old Ancestor asked with a smile, Han Meng looked at the Fruit Tree and licked his lips.
"No, don't be polite to me." Han Meng said with a face of rejection.
"Really don't eat it? It's a pity, I have planted this fruit for more than three thousand years." Wujian Old Ancestor finished speaking, and looked at Wenwen and Qingyun Daoist.
"Do you want to eat?" When Wujian Old Ancestor asked, Qingyun Daoist's eyes lit up. Three thousand years of Fruit Tree, how could it be so ordinary.
"Can I have one, senior." Qingyun daoist felt that he would not suffer anyway, and Han Meng Xianzun didn't mean to stop him, so he would try it.
"Go and pick as much as you want." Wujian Old Ancestor said with a smile, with a face like a spring breeze. This person is good-looking, and even more beautiful when he smiles.
Han Meng's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help winking at Qingyun Daoist. She originally thought that what she eats is not important to the cultivator. Only foodies like Xiao Guoguo need her to worry about. No matter how she thought, Qingyun Daoist's morals are also broken.
Qingyun daoist didn't understand what Han Meng meant, stomped and flew up, picking the one that looked the most rosy and plump and picked it off.
However, he didn't stop there. People said, he can pick as many as he wants. He is not greedy, one for himself, one for writing.
Therefore, when Qingyun daoist came down, holding two big red fruits, Han Meng sighed weakly while watching.
"Eat, don't waste it." Wujian Old Ancestor's expression is still very gentle and sincere.
"Okay, thanks Senior." Qingyun daoist said, handing Wenwen one, and then he opened his mouth and took a bite.
Qingyun daoist: "..." This is fruit! This is really fruit! Sour has become such a fruit, so how embarrassed to grow so red!
I didn't dare to swallow a bite of the flesh in my mouth, but I could only swallow the look of expectation on Old Ancestor without sword. With this bite, I almost didn't choke myself, which was too terrifying.
"This...this..." Qingyun daoist was stunned that he didn't know what to say.
"Is it delicious? Sweet?" Wujian Old Ancestor asked with curiosity on his face.
Qingyun daoist doesn't know how to answer them. After all, this was kindly given to them to eat, or they picked it off by themselves.
If this is speak frankly, is it too hurtful? But, to be honest, he must not finish eating this fruit. Qingyun Daoist was very entangled. The opposite was said to have a bad temper, so he was very thankful that he didn't pick too much.
Wenwen ka-cha took a bite, and the sound of biting the fruit was very crisp, but his expression was very tangled. She glanced at Qingyun Daoist, chewed slowly, and then swallowed.
"Don't eat, don't eat Wenwen, let me do it." Qingyun daoist reached out and grabbed it. In the end, it was the heart of heartfelt love Wenwen that beat the Heart of Fear for the strange taste of this fruit.
"No." Wenwen disagreed and took another bite.
"Is it delicious?" Wujian Old Ancestor asked again, and Wenwen slowly shook his head.
"Very sour." Wenwen was telling the truth, and Wujian Old Ancestor sighed helplessly.
"I thought the taste would be different this year. Sure enough, it's still very sour." Wujian Old Ancestor sighed, and glanced at the Fruit Tree, which has been planted for three thousand years, and the taste has not changed at all.
Everyone: "..." You have something wrong, this fruit is so unpalatable, you have been planting it for three thousand years!
"By the way, why did you come here?" Wujian Old Ancestor asked. Han Meng's expression was distorted for a moment, thinking of how this guy tricked himself into picking fruits.
"How about borrowing your spiritual power hot spring for a use?" Han Meng asked, Wujian Old Ancestor looked at Wenwen and Qingyun daoist.
"I like the honest youngster, go." There was no objection.
Han Meng also didn't expect things to go so smoothly. Isn't this a bit weird? When did this guy talk so well.
"By the way, let's go after the fruit in your hand." Wujian Old Ancestor said and turned and walked into the room. Qingyun Daoist looked at the fruit in his hand in a daze.
"Sure enough, there is nothing good with low hands." Qingyun daoist took another bite, so sour and refreshing, I will probably never forget it in this life.
Wenwen and Qingyun daoist sat on the edge of the spiritual power hot spring, but they were limited to sitting. They can't soak in the hot spring. After all, this is Old Ancestor without a sword. However, even so, there are great benefits. The spiritual power content around this pool is simply unbelievable.
"Don't worry about the cultivation, wait here for Junior Sister to come out with peace of mind." Han Meng said happily and went to the Wujian Old Ancestor. There are so many fun things in this sword valley.
"Old man, you are not kind, and you lied to eat your fruit!" Han Meng accused Wujian Old Ancestor. She came in by mistake and ate three of these fruit. Woolen cloth.
"When did I lie? It was always your wish. Also, don't call me old man, I'm only five thousand years old, not old." Wujian Old Ancestor said. , Han Meng calculated his age.
"You are more than two thousand or three hundred older than me, and you are not old?" Han Meng twitched his lips, every time he sees the swordless Old Ancestor, the look of looking at him as an eyesore but helpless. I feel secretly refreshed in my heart.
"old man, have you been upset lately? Why is your face so bad?" Han Meng asked, Wujian Old Ancestor froze for a moment.
"My face is clearly the same as before, what's wrong? You read it wrong." Wujian Old Ancestor answered indifferently.
(End of this chapter)